The Perfect Couple (2)
“Ha, Han Yeoul. You’re so damn horny.”
Yoo Seonjae’s cock hardened stiffly. As I stroked it, feeling it grow larger and larger, I unknowingly soaked myself below again. My whole body grew languid from the pheromones seeping out of him. Just as his cock stood erect, mine also raised its head proudly.
“Yeah, I’m horny as hell. So, honey. Hurry up…”
Yoo Seonjae lifted me up as I was and headed to the bedroom.
Even as he carried me to the bedroom, I rubbed myself against him below several times and nibbled on his earlobe.
Because I kept panting hot breaths, I could feel strength repeatedly entering Seonjae’s arms as he held me. His pheromones, his body scent, and the sour smell from the tip of his cock that was already fully erect and dripping with fluid—all of it made me heat up continuously.
With my face buried in his neck, continuously rubbing my nose against him and twitching, Yoo Seonjae tried not to drop me, holding me tightly while trying not to thrust into me.
Even during sex, my comfortable position was the top priority. It was actually quite exciting and good when he held me up and thrust into me while standing, but after I once unconsciously said “it’s hard,” he avoided having sex in places where I couldn’t lean against something or have something to hold onto as much as possible.
Even when he lost his reason during rut cycles, he always tried to make sure I wasn’t uncomfortable. It was truly tremendous self-control. Dominant traits really are… an incredible characteristic. I always thought so.
When I thought that maybe it wasn’t because he was dominant, but rather because he was ‘Yoo Seonjae,’ my heart felt all fuzzy. Yoo Seonjae became even more lovable. I felt strangely proud that all his ‘standards’ were me.
Because of that, even if he had committed countless wrongs, I could understand because of that.
“Haah… it’s delicious, the fluid coming from Seonjae.”
As soon as Yoo Seonjae laid me on the bed, I unbuckled the belt of his pants as he sat on top of me. When I pulled down his drawers, Seonjae’s handsome cock, holding its head up proudly, was dripping with fluid. I took it in my mouth in one go and sucked it with my throat wide open. Like a thirsty person seeking water, as I sucked his cock greedily and noisily, Seonjae’s cock grew even larger inside me.
Physiological tears flowed down both my cheeks. Yoo Seonjae wiped my tears with his fingers and brought them to his mouth.
“Yeoul’s fluids are delicious too.”
Seonjae, who had been sucking on the finger wet with my tears, brought that finger down and inserted it into my hole. My hole, already soaked through and gladly accepting Seonjae’s finger, must have been admirable because Seonjae added more fingers.
Squelching sounds filled the bedroom. As Seonjae’s cock, too much to contain even in my throat, went in and out, continuously dripping pheromones, I was already half out of my mind. Seonjae’s fingers going in and out of my hole, which kept gushing out fluid, were soon approaching my peak inside.
“Mmm… ugh! Mmh.”
“Haah- Yeoul, fuck. You’re really fucking delicious.”
Just when I thought he’d cum if I sucked a little more, Yoo Seonjae pulled his cock out of my mouth and grinned.
“Why… a little more- uht! Ah!”
My attempt to say “I’ll suck more for you…” scattered into the air the moment he lifted my thighs, folding my body nearly in half and burying his nose in my hole.
“Heu, mmh, ha, don’t do that. That…”
Seonjae’s action of burying his nose in my wet hole and inhaling deeply was utterly embarrassing. Even if he was my husband, that was a bit…
“Haah, Yeoul, you really smell fucking amazing here.”
“Heu, it’s, it’s embarrassing so, st-stop.”
Seonjae, who had been nuzzling with his nose buried, began to lick my hole. Not knowing what to do with myself, I squirmed and wrapped my legs around the area near Seonjae’s neck as he had his head buried in my hole.
It’s embarrassing, but it feels good.
Every time his tongue went in and out of my hole, my whole body melted. Whether I was drunk on the pheromones coming from him or burned by his hot body temperature, even though it was my own body, I couldn’t do anything about myself and could only continue making moaning sounds.
“Haah, uht! Ah, it’s, it’s good. It’s good, honey. Mmh…”
The louder the wet sounds of him sucking my hole became, the louder my moaning grew.
Ah… I’m going crazy.
“Heu… mmm…”
While sucking my hole, Yoo Seonjae reached out and fondled my nipples. The protrusions that had swollen and hardened stiffly stood even more proudly as if joyful the moment his hand touched them, asserting their presence. The exhilaration of being drenched in hot water several times washed over my body.
“Mmh! Ah!”
When I shot my fluid from below, Yoo Seonjae raised his head and rubbed it on my stomach, saying:
“Our Yeoul came from having his hole sucked.”
“Heu… mmh…”
In my hazy consciousness, I reached out to Yoo Seonjae. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to cling to him.
“Honey, darling, mmh… Seonjae.”
“What, honey?”
“Now, uh, uht! N-now stop, and-“
“Stop?”
“Stop and, come, come in.”
Seonjae’s fully swollen cock pressed its head against my hole. I wanted that thick, huge thing to hurry up and come in and stir up my insides hotly. I raised my hips and looked at him as if telling him to come in quickly. My hole twitched without me realizing it.
“Haah, Yeoul. You’re… too-“
“Aht!”
Yoo Seonjae thrust his cockhead right in. I swallowed it as if I’d been waiting for it. As I embraced Seonjae’s cock stirring my inner walls, endless pleasure ran down my spine.
“Ahh, heu, Seon, Seonjae.”
“Uht! Yeo, Yeoul. Loosen, loosen up…”
“Aht! Ah! It’s, good. It’s good, Seonjae.”
I clung to him fully and moved my hips. The sound of my hole devouring his cock kept exciting me more.
Strength kept entering my legs wrapped around his waist. He grew his cock even larger inside me. At the feeling of being completely filled below, I kept calling his name and shaking my hips. The moans that leaked out like screams were soon caught by his lips and swirled inside my mouth.
*
Leaning against Yoo Seonjae’s chest, I listened to his heartbeat. The night had grown deep. I didn’t know when he had fallen asleep. After losing consciousness several times from exhaustion from reaching climax repeatedly, when I opened my eyes, he was sleeping beside me.
I quietly looked at Yoo Seonjae’s sleeping face.
His long, refreshingly extended eye shape, his high, sharp nose, and his firmly closed lips.
The only sound filling the quiet bedroom was his small breathing sounds. Looking at his face like that, I tried touching him with my fingertips. Carefully, just for a moment.
It was because I didn’t want to wake him.
There weren’t many times when Yoo Seonjae fell asleep before me. He always fell asleep after I did. Especially after sex, he would clean up thoroughly, wipe me down, and only go to bed himself after confirming I had fallen asleep comfortably.
Even though it was because I couldn’t hold out to the end and always passed out, he was always so sweet.
I sometimes woke up at dawn and looked at Yoo Seonjae’s face as he slept holding me. Just like now.
Yoo Seonjae said he had a premonition from the beginning that we would have this kind of relationship. That on the day we first met, I had already entered deep into his heart.
What about me? When I first met him, was all I thought just that he was a dirt-covered little brat?
Maybe I too already knew that he would inevitably become someone who would share my life.
Honestly, if Yoo Seonjae hadn’t come looking for me later, I might have gone looking for him first. Anyway, when we met again, the emotion hiding behind my flustered feeling was ‘happiness,’ after all.
Yoo Seonjae exists in every moment I remember.
Being with him is as natural as breathing, so I’ve never once thought about being apart from him.
I put my ear to his chest again. The regular sound of his beating heart is pleasant to hear. He’s alive. The sound of the person I love most being alive. Could there be any more beautiful sound than this?
“I’m Seonjae’s. I want to hear this sound forever.”
I want to monopolize you.
In the deep night, in our space where no one else can enter, the sound of Yoo Seonjae that only I can feel. The heart beating only for me, the breath exhaled toward me, and my alpha who exists only for me.
All of it is mine.
A secret of mine that I haven’t told anyone, not even Yoo Seonjae.
