“Your lower mouth is drooling too, honey.”
“Mmm, d-don’t, ahh, don’t say that.”
“Why?”
Unable to give any answer to Yoo Seonjae’s question as he nibbled on my nape, I just exhaled hot breaths. I wish he’d touch me harder. I wish he’d suck me. Yoo Seonjae, who just kept rubbing outside and sucking as if testing me, was frustrating. If my lower mouth was drooling as he said, wouldn’t it be common sense to hurry up and feed me?
“Honey?”
When I lifted my hips and pressed my hole against Yoo Seonjae’s cock rubbing my perineum, Yoo Seonjae looked at me as if surprised. As if he never imagined I would move like that.
“Hah, feed me.”
“Yeoul.”
“I want to eat it, Seonjae’s cock. The delicious thing.”
“Fuck.”
“Ahh!”
Yoo Seonjae’s cock pierced my bottom all at once. My hole, which had been waiting to bite and suck his cock, got wet again. Each time Yoo Seonjae moved, squelching sounds rang out lewdly.
“Ngh! Yeoul, relax a bit.”
“Ahh! Hah, mmm!”
Each time Yoo Seonjae thrust inside, my whole body kept tensing up. Perhaps my tightly clenching hole was too much, as Yoo Seonjae told me to relax, but even though it was my body, it wouldn’t do as I wanted. Yoo Seonjae’s cock stirring inside felt too good for that.
“Hah! Yeo, ul, you’re clenching too tight. Ngh!”
Hearing Yoo Seonjae’s moans as he pounded me made me unconsciously clench harder. Watching Yoo Seonjae moaning while thrusting his hips on top of me was too stimulating, so even as I kept gushing out liquid, I clenched even tighter so I wouldn’t lose him.
“Ahh! Seon, Seonjae. Mmm! It’s, good! Ahh… so, good.”
“Fuck, Yeoul. Hah, should I fuck you harder? Hm? Should I pound you harder?”
“Ahng!”
It was just a moan that came out as he pounded me, not an answer, but Yoo Seonjae started thrusting his hips fiercely as if he’d heard an answer.
Each time he moved, unrefined moans burst from my mouth like screams. At those sounds, Yoo Seonjae thrust his hips up harder and deeper.
“Hah! Seonjae! Mmm, Seon, Seonjae, ngh!”
Each time Yoo Seonjae stirred inside me, excitement swept through my whole body. His every movement kept making me heat up. The hot breaths bursting out intertwined with each other, and wet sounds squelched as they bound us together.
“Ahh, hah! Ah!”
The speed of his hips thrusting got faster and faster, and my exhaled breaths quickened just as much.
“Yeoul, mmm, Yeoul.”
Yoo Seonjae kept calling my name while kissing my nape. Holding his head while moaning with an empty gaze, I finally reached my climax together with him when he came inside me. Yoo Seonjae’s traces spreading inside my body were warm.
“…What about the table?”
I asked while touching the dining table that had gotten thoroughly soaked with what Yoo Seonjae and I had spilled. Since the finishing treatment hadn’t been done yet, it would absorb the moisture as is—why did we rashly have sex on this?
The family table Yoo Seonjae made wasn’t a product to be delivered. Even if there was a slight defect in the product, it wasn’t a big problem since we were going to use it anyway. However, I felt bad about leaving traces of lovemaking on this table that Choco would also share.
“What about it?”
Yoo Seonjae asked while putting on his work apron, as if he was going to work again.
“It got dirty.”
I’m the one who made it like this, and I felt quite upset. This family table that Yoo Seonjae started making while thinking of me when I disappeared gained even greater meaning when Choco came into the world. Because it was the first piece of furniture for our “family.” But I ruined such a precious piece of furniture. I should have just held back a bit, but this was the result of provoking Yoo Seonjae because I wanted to be held by him.
“Haha, Yeoul.”
Yoo Seonjae laughed and stroked my hair.
“Why are you worried about this? I can make it disappear without a trace.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Do you think I’d lay you on this without thinking about it?”
Heat rushed to my face. It was because I remembered the lovemaking from moments ago. Come to think of it, Choco’s dinner…
“Haa—”
As I unconsciously massaged my chest and sighed, Yoo Seonjae looked at me with heated eyes.
“What? Why? Why are you looking at me like that again?”
When I stepped back, feeling a sense of crisis, Yoo Seonjae raised the corner of his mouth crookedly.
“Choco’s lucky.”
“What?”
“No one says anything even if he sucks Yeoul’s chest every day.”
“Wh-what are you talking about?”
Watching me flustered, Yoo Seonjae continued as if truly upset.
“Originally Yeoul’s chest was mine, but Choco took it.”
“Seon, Seonjae.”
“It was only for me to eat.”
Yoo Seonjae’s words with a genuinely regretful expression were absurd, but on the other hand, I was grateful that he still expressed with his whole body that he wanted me like this. I cleared my throat and said quietly,
“From now on, it’s only you. Choco is just temporary…”
“What?”
Was it because I spoke in a voice that seemed to crawl in? Yoo Seonjae, who didn’t hear properly, asked what I said, but I wasn’t thick-skinned enough to say such an embarrassing thing to him again.
“You, you heard. Why are you asking again?”
“I didn’t hear clearly.”
I bonked Yoo Seonjae on the head as he looked at me with a mischievous expression while giggling.
“Ow!”
“You’re exaggerating.”
Looking at Yoo Seonjae pretending to be hurt, I laughed too. Crisp sunlight carrying the scent of well-dried wood soaked into the humid air that had filled the workshop.
“If you had such a great workshop, why didn’t you ever show it to me?”
“It wasn’t on purpose.”
Yoo Seonjae came up behind me as I ran my hand over the stacked lumber and hugged me from behind. His breath touching my nape tickled.
“I missed the timing to show you.”
“Timing?”
“Yeah. Actually, I wanted to show you slowly, one thing at a time, but you suddenly rushed out unexpectedly, so I was overwhelmed too.”
“Rushed out?”
Yoo Seonjae kissed my neck with a soft smooch.
“You should have stayed in my arms, but you got a job without even telling me.”
“……”
“Thanks to that, I had no time to spare.”
“I don’t believe a word you say.”
“Why?”
“For someone who had no time to spare, wasn’t everything too smooth? I was the one who was surprised. Suddenly you made a company, suddenly you won a prize in a competition.”
Yoo Seonjae hugged me tighter and buried his face in my nape. My heart beat pit-a-pat. Faint pheromones wrapped tightly around my body. Yoo Seonjae’s pheromones that made me appropriately tense without being oppressive felt strangely good.
“I’m glad it looked that way.”
“……”
“I didn’t want to show how anxious I was. Because I wanted to always be a cool person to Yeoul.”
“Seonjae.”
I turned my head to look into Yoo Seonjae’s eyes. After staring at his eyes that seemed to ripple somehow for a while, I slowly took his lips. The softly overlapping lips drew a pleasant arc.
“Honey, you’re always cool.”
Yoo Seonjae grinned and kissed my lips once more with a short smooch.
“You don’t need to worry about such things. Because Yoo Seonjae is the coolest in the world.”
“Yeoul.”
Yoo Seonjae hugged me tightly. I pressed my ear to his broad chest and listened to Yoo Seonjae’s heartbeat. His peaceful heart gradually beat faster. Does Yoo Seonjae still get excited when he sees me? Like me?
“I love you, Seonjae.”
“I love you too, honey.”
*
Every day is happy.
Since Choco was born and we became a married couple again, we’ve been spending days even more full of affection than before. Many things have changed. The new life that joined the house that was just for the two of us has started to leave traces.
Each room, including the living room where warm wooden furniture had been neatly arranged, was packed full with childcare supplies, leaving no room to step. The individual spaces we had each kept even after getting married were given to Choco. Now there is no “my room” in this house. There’s only our room and space for Choco. Still, I wasn’t disappointed. Because the time we spend together is more precious.
Yoo Seonjae said we could move to a bigger house if I wanted, but I didn’t want to. The house we live in now is big enough for the three of us. I wanted to create a future with Choco in this house full of our memories.
Having a child brought about bigger changes than I thought. From one to ten, the standards of life become adjusted to the child. Is there anything else that delivers so intensely the experience of life completely changing in a direction you never thought of before?
