I exhaled deeply, and Rashanin licked the sweat running down near my eyes. Wickedly biting my ear, he chased away the languidness and made my muscles tense again. The man who had been kissing my face here and there with his lips grabbed my thighs, spread them apart, and positioned himself between my legs. I looked at Rashanin. The man’s face visible in the darkness had become somewhat fierce.
“Now we’re going to do it for real.”
“……?”
What does he mean “for real,” I wondered, when Rashanin suddenly grabbed my buttocks. A gasp involuntarily escaped.
“R-Rashanin-ssi?”
“What is it?”
“What… are we doing for real?”
“We have to have sex. You didn’t think that was the end, did you?”
I did. When I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud, Rashanin subtly pressed down on my hips.
“Sex means you put it in, shake, and come.”
The overly explicit words stimulated my shame. As I rolled my eyes in confusion, Rashanin smiled and kissed me. I twisted my body at the hand subtly stroking the cleft of my buttocks. The sensation of fingers fiddling with that slippery place where semen was flowing down was more than just strange. Unable to bear the awkwardness, I twisted my body, and Rashanin bit my ear. At the same time, one finger entered inside, stirred slightly, and withdrew. Heat flared up.
“Ugh……”
“It’s okay.”
The man who gently whispered “it’s okay” continued licking my ear while lifting my thigh and inserting his finger again. The finger that penetrated like insertion quickly withdrew. But soon he increased the number and pressed against the inner walls. It didn’t hurt much, but the physiological discomfort was unavoidable. This time I really gripped Rashanin’s shoulder as if clawing it.
“Don’t tense up.”
“But……”
As if he wouldn’t listen to my protest, the man bit my ear again and didn’t miss how I shuddered, stirring inside. At the foreign sensation of something wriggling in my belly, a groan involuntarily flowed out. The fingers that increased from two to three scratched at a place I never thought anything would be. A nauseating, ticklish heat wriggled.
At the unfamiliar sensation, I hugged Rashanin’s shoulder even tighter. No sound could escape from my mouth. I just panted with hot breath. It was awkward, confusing, and dizzying. Still, I didn’t forget the fact that I was having sex now. I want him. Thinking that, I gritted my teeth on the shoulder I was hugging.
“You bit hard.”
As if in retaliation, the man stirred inside roughly. Unlike before, at the rough movement my hips jerked up. You’re really sensitive, aren’t you. At the voice tinged with laughter, my heart tingled. I bit his shoulder again.
This time too, the long fingers danced roughly. The sensation I was feeling for the first time in my life was incomparable. I bit my lips hard, trying to forget what the lewd sounds coming from there meant. My lower half, engorged with blood, itched. I rubbed my forehead against Rashanin’s shoulder that I’d just bitten.
“Should I touch you more?”
“I want to… I want to come.”
My face turned bright red, but using the excuse that my face wasn’t visible, I requested to come. I slowly pushed my hips toward him.
“You say rather cute things.”
Despite calling it cute, Rashanin continued to only dig into my flesh. The sensation of rolling a mint candy in my mouth multiplied several times and surged up. Besides the ear and anus that Rashanin persistently touched, the places where bare skin collided made lewd sounds soaked with sweat. It felt like my whole body had become erogenous. At the unbearable sensation, I kept twisting my body when his fingers completely withdrew. Without time to catch my breath, my left thigh was lifted high and something hot spread my folds.
It felt strange. But Rashanin didn’t care and blatantly rubbed his penis, attempting to enter.
“Unhyuk.”
It was an attractive voice. In my vision blurred with tears and sweat, the man’s face looked like an incarnation of desire. Biting my ear, licking my neck, and kissing, Rashanin’s penis slightly penetrated then withdrew. At the brief insertion, intense pleasure flowed down my back.
Not knowing what to do, I just clung to him, and Rashanin’s hot breath touched my neck. Unhyuk. My name was called once more and his penis slowly entered.
“Hng…… Uugh.”
It felt so tight it seemed like I’d burst. At the unexpected pressure, I shook my head and pushed Rashanin’s shoulder, but he didn’t budge. It hurt. It absolutely wasn’t something that could be offset just by the stimulation of biting my ear.
“It hurts.”
“It’s okay.”
“How is it okay!”
I belatedly realized I was protesting in Korean, but it didn’t matter. Unhyuk. Rashanin, who called my name, continued pushing in. He said we’d do it, but not this. I cried and regretted it, but I couldn’t turn back. He moved his hips hard. I could feel Rashanin’s scrotum and rough pubic hair touching my spread thighs and buttocks. My abs and thighs trembled on their own.
“You’re squeezing too much. Unhyuk. Relax.”
It was a somewhat disheveled voice. I opened my eyes and looked for Rashanin. The sweat flowing down his flushed cheeks was real. As I blinked at the pain, trembling, and strange sensation, Rashanin clicked his tongue and swept back his wet hair. It’s okay. The man who whispered that obvious lie slowly withdrew his hips. Without lying, I could vividly feel the mucous membrane being dragged along.
“Ugh……”
Thinking it was strange over and over, I clung to Rashanin. My hips were lifted and this time he thrust deep. Even without looking, I could imagine my hole opening wide. I’m going crazy. The man who called my name like magic lifted his hips once more.
It hurts. But heat rose. Once, twice, along with pain according to Rashanin’s movements, a similar heat slowly spread. Then suddenly something tingly surged up.
A high-pitched moan completely different from before flowed out. Wondering if that was my voice, Rashanin rubbed the same spot once more. A tingling like being electrocuted reached my head. From then on, I had no sense at all. Every time Rashanin’s penis scraped the mucous membrane, I shuddered with pleasure.
The words to go slowly slipped out on their own, but Rashanin didn’t listen to me. The excessive heat felt like being inside a sauna. I opened my mouth trying to breathe in, but it only made my throat drier. Thinking this sensation I’d never experienced before was scary, I put strength into the hands wrapped around Rashanin’s back and scratched roughly. The speed gradually increased. Rough breathing sounds, whose they were I didn’t know, tangled together.
“Unhyuk.”
Rashanin came to kiss me, seeking my lips as if to devour them. I responded to the kiss while trembling. It was my third orgasm. Enduring the dizziness that felt like my heart would stop, I hugged him tightly. Finally, Rashanin also came with a low moan.
Something hot filled me inside. My breathing wasn’t settling. The pounding sound as if a heart was attached to my ears resonated throughout my body. Rashanin, who had been hugging me tightly, lightly licked my cheek. With a blank mind, I pressed my lips to his cheek. The pure white skin tasted salty from the flowing sweat. Only then did I consciously realize we’d really had sex. Though the physical damage was greater than the mental, well, what could I do.
“Don’t seduce me.”
Saying that, Rashanin slowly sat up. As our touching bodies separated, a cool breeze flowed over my skin heated with sweat and heat. Thinking I was cold, I shivered, and Rashanin stroked that shoulder once and lightly kissed me.
“We should wash, but I can do it once more, right?”
That wasn’t a question asking for permission. His penis slightly withdrew through the semen filling the mucous membrane, then entered again. And his thing that had shrunk gradually grew bigger. As I opened my eyes wide at what situation this was, Rashanin smiled.
“Let’s start with a kiss.”
Rashanin’s lips touched my lips that were swollen from several kisses. Thinking his breath tickled, I opened my lips and tangled our tongues. The kiss was still sweet.
* * *
“Anywhere, anytime, isn’t the most important thing people? If someone has no ability and is also clueless, it’s just tiring. In that sense, I’m grateful you dispatched a competent agent.”
Rashanin was talking to someone.
“Rather, I should be the one apologizing for making him drink with me. It’s awkward to say this myself, but I’m not satisfied unless I make my opponent pass out. It must have been difficult keeping up with my mood.”
Though still leisurely, his splendid low voice had a different strength than usual. His way of speaking, as if looking down on people, resembled that of an arrogant emperor.
An arrogant emperor. I definitely thought that when I first saw him. The characteristics of one who reigns above don’t disappear. Whatever he does, there’s nothing to worry about and he’s just confident. Who was he talking to on the phone that he’d apologize?
I pulled my hazy consciousness up and opened my eyes. When I turned my head toward where the sound was coming from, I saw Rashanin standing by the balcony window making a call.
In the bright sunlight, Rashanin’s golden hair was sparkling brilliantly. Thinking he really looked fantastic, at least in appearance, I focused my eyes.
“I remember a few days ago you called with an ashen face. Since you’re suffering this way and that because of me, wouldn’t it give you strength if your boss consoled you well? Don’t you think?”
When our eyes met, Rashanin smiled slyly, brought his finger to his lips, and gestured for me to be quiet. His other hand held a cell phone to his ear. My cell phone. I realized who he was talking to. My mind snapped awake.
Too surprised, I tried to jump up from my spot when sharp, throbbing pain made me clutch my waist and curl up. It hurt terribly, but I couldn’t bring myself to make a sound of pain and was gritting my teeth when Rashanin slowly approached.
“Of course. Because he’s precious. I’d be in trouble without him.”
Those were words meant for me to hear, not the person on the call. Though I silently protested about what he was doing, Rashanin only bent down and kissed my forehead. I rubbed the place his lips touched in embarrassment.
