“That’s what I want to ask.”
“Huh?”
The corner of Yoo Seonjae’s mouth went up crookedly.
“It was a morning no different than usual.”
“……”
“With the pretty face you always showed, smiling, until you said ‘let’s get divorced,’ it was just an ordinary morning that day too.”
Does that mean there was no conflict at all before mentioning divorce? Then why on earth—
“I’m the one who’s curious, Yeoul.”
Yoo Seonjae grabbed my shoulders. That grip was so strong that I unconsciously grimaced.
“Ah, it hurts…”
“Why did you do that to me, Yeoul?”
“Th-this—”
Yoo Seonjae looked down at my slightly swollen belly and smirked.
“Is it because of this?”
Goosebumps rose at Yoo Seonjae’s hand touching my belly.
Pheromones leaked from Yoo Seonjae again. Unlike before, thick, insanely heating, sticky pheromones.
Dangerous.
It was as if someone was saying that in my head. Even in the midst of that, I knew Yoo Seonjae wouldn’t harm me. Then does that mean what’s dangerous now isn’t me but the baby?
Smack!
I swatted away Yoo Seonjae’s hand on my belly. Yoo Seonjae looked at me with startled eyes, and I was just as surprised.
“Uh, um, this is… I mean—”
I don’t know what to say. It was just instinct. The moment Yoo Seonjae tried to touch the baby, instinct rejected it.
Why?
Yoo Seonjae is this child’s father, so why is instinct rejecting Yoo Seonjae?
My head was complicated. I clutched my throbbing head and struggled not to collapse. I felt strangely anxious. Clearly Yoo Seonjae loves me enough to confine me, and then he should also love his own flesh and blood endlessly, so why am I so anxious?
“I know, Yeoul. Because you don’t reject me.”
Yoo Seonjae looked at me and smiled broadly. That smile as he looked at me seemed somehow sad, so I reached my hand toward his face. I faced Yoo Seonjae grasping my hand and rubbing his face against it.
“Ah.”
As I moaned unconsciously at the pheromones wrapping around me as if seeping in, Yoo Seonjae’s eyes curved beautifully.
Taking my lips was instantaneous. Hot breath went back and forth through our touching mouths. Rough breathing mixed with the wet sound of our tongues intertwining.
“Ahp, mmm.”
Yoo Seonjae’s tongue, which swallowed all the moans leaking from my lips, roughly stirred inside my mouth. I opened my mouth as it was and followed Yoo Seonjae’s tongue, drinking all the saliva he dripped.
“Ahh, Yeoul.”
When our touching lips parted, Yoo Seonjae briefly kissed me once more with a smacking sound. I silently looked back at the eyes gazing intently at me.
Honestly, I don’t remember anything about this person. What kind of person he is, I haven’t properly grasped yet. But one thing is certain—I loved this person. And I probably still love him.
I thought we’d broken up, but if that was my one-sided notice, it’s not entirely incomprehensible that he confined me. It seems like he resorted to the worst measure of confinement because he was afraid I’d leave, but he doesn’t treat me harshly.
In the room where I stayed, he arranged everything for my convenience and observes me with nerves on edge, worried whether I might be struggling. Isn’t it natural to feel that someone like him wouldn’t harm me?
“Hold me.”
At the words that came out without my realizing, Yoo Seonjae looked at me with surprised eyes. I was just as surprised. I hadn’t thought I would say something like this to him. I truly didn’t know I would cling to him asking to be held out of the blue in a situation where nothing was certain.
“Yeoul, mm, is that okay?”
Yoo Seonjae asked while pulling me into an embrace and rubbing his face against my nape. Pleasant goosebumps rose at Yoo Seonjae’s breath touching my skin.
It’s okay. It’ll be okay. Even if I don’t know him well, somehow it feels like it’ll be okay to be held by him now.
“Haah, yeah. It’s, it’s okay, ahp!”
Yoo Seonjae’s hand touched the protrusion on my chest that had unconsciously hardened. Just pressing the small, stiffly erect protrusion with his finger made my back arch. Feeling liquid gush from below, I unconsciously moved my hips, and Yoo Seonjae released sticky pheromones.
“Ahh, haah!”
My whole body trembled. At the unexpected stimulation, Yoo Seonjae slowly undressed me as I just stood there with my mouth open, trembling blankly.
“Yeoul, are you cold?”
He asked, but it wasn’t like he wanted an answer, as he continued with a voice mixed with laughter before I could respond.
“It’s because you’re wearing these cumbersome things. Let’s take them off, hm? Take everything off and hug me. Then you’ll get warm.”
At his too-gentle voice, I unconsciously nodded. Becoming naked in an instant and held in Yoo Seonjae’s arms, I continued to crave his body heat until he laid me down again and climbed on top of me.
“Yeoul…, is it okay?”
At his question as he undressed while mounted on my belly, I couldn’t answer easily and just gasped for breath. It was because his naked body revealed when he undressed was too beautiful.
Broad shoulders with nicely attached muscles, below his flat stomach his manhood asserting its presence to the fullest was standing erect toward me.
“Ah…”
I unconsciously reached out my hand and grasped Yoo Seonjae’s cock. The moment it touched my hand, Yoo Seonjae’s thing, which grew even larger than before, was big, hard, and warm.
“Haah, pretty.”
Yoo Seonjae’s face flushed at hearing me exclaim while touching his cock. Those eyes just looking at me seemed to be smiling slightly.
Continuing to knead Yoo Seonjae’s cock with my hand, I suddenly thought I wanted to suck it. I raised my head and brought my mouth to his thing. When I stuck out my tongue and licked, a low “ngh” moan leaked from Yoo Seonjae’s mouth.
“Yeoul, why, do you want to suck it?”
To Yoo Seonjae’s question, I didn’t answer and just stuck out my tongue, licking his cock while looking at him.
“Haah, fuck, Yeoul. You really—”
Yoo Seonjae climbed up to my chest and thrust his cock in front of my lips. Instantly my head filled only with thoughts of swallowing it, of wanting to suck it.
“Ahp.”
I took it in one mouthful. I felt the cock filling my mouth swell as it grew even larger. Opening my throat fully, I took his thing even deeper.
“Ahh, haa—”
Yoo Seonjae’s moan stabbed down from above my head. When I grabbed his buttocks and pushed his cock even deeper, Yoo Seonjae’s body tensed.
“Slurp! Ahp! Ngh!”
Yoo Seonjae’s cock, which had started thrusting, continuously struck my throat. His thing, already grown as large as possible and embedded deep in my throat, made me think it might penetrate through my body. My throat might get pierced through like this.
But even thinking that, I didn’t spit out Yoo Seonjae’s cock I was sucking. Even though I was suffocating and my body kept heating up from the pouring pheromones and the cock striking to the end of my throat was endlessly overwhelming, it was okay. No, it was good. If I could, I wanted to take even more, more of Yoo Seonjae.
“Ah! Haah, ngh! Yeoul, ah! Hah!”
The faster the thrusting speed became, the more Yoo Seonjae’s breathing quickened too. Because of me, watching Yoo Seonjae getting excited while pounding into me, I got excited too. The moment he approached climax while pounding my throat, my hole also rapidly got wet. The same went for my cock twitching in the air.
“Ngh!”
Yoo Seonjae, who had pushed in to the root of his cock and pressed his hips up tight, convulsed shallowly. The semen shot deep inside my throat went straight down. The loud gulping sound tickled my ears noisily.
“Ah…”
While pulling out his cock, Yoo Seonjae rubbed the corner of my mouth with an apologetic face.
“It’s torn.”
“Hnng…”
I didn’t know. No, even if I knew, it didn’t matter. I didn’t even feel pain in the rushing pleasure.
Yoo Seonjae, who had been pulling his body back, flinched and looked behind, then brought his hand down to rub my lower belly.
“Ah, Yeoul. You, you came.”
“Haa, huh?”
While rubbing my lower belly, he showed me his hand and Yoo Seonjae stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers. Yoo Seonjae carefully licked up my sticky semen on his fingers.
“Delicious, Yeoul’s.”
With his gaze directed solely at me, Yoo Seonjae continued licking his fingers.
Ah, what do I do? It’s too… beautiful. Even doing such a lewd act, Yoo Seonjae is so beautiful I keep wanting to devour him.
“Haah—”
When I sighed, my chest rose roundly. Yoo Seonjae, who had been sucking his fingers, rubbed the erect nipple with his moistened fingers.
“Ahng!”
I twisted my body without realizing. Then Yoo Seonjae raised his nails and scraped my nipple while laughing.
