Chapter 2 – The Boundary of Lust (Part 6)

Hee-tae, after carefully deboning the fish, pushed the neatly prepared piece into her bowl with admiration.

“Wow, I did a great job. I should get a job here.”

“Why are you giving this to me?”

Soo-yeon finally spoke as he handed over the fish he had painstakingly deboned for several minutes. She marveled at how thick-skinned he was, sitting across from her and eating after all the insults they had exchanged. But as he handed her the fish, she forgot all her previous thoughts. There was no hidden agenda in the carefully deboned fish; it was a clear act of kindness.

“I’m trying to make up for the crap I said.”

Hee-tae replied nonchalantly, his eyes still fixed on the fish dish. Soo-yeon noticed the scab on his lip from where she had bitten him. He had said things that turned her inside out, but seeing him now, she felt like a fool.

His words had been uncomfortable and rough, but they weren’t wrong. That made her even angrier. It felt like he had dragged all the cruel truths she had been ignoring right in front of her.

“Are you just going to stare at it?”

Hearing his urging, Soo-yeon quietly picked up her spoon and began to eat. Horribly, Hee-tae had been right. She knew in her head that she shouldn’t be with someone out of pity, but her heart couldn’t follow. She often thought that if she abandoned Min-jun, he might die. She had arrogantly believed that she was the only one who could save him. But in reality, she might have been ruining him even more.

The fish Hee-tae had deboned was larger than the rice grains in her mouth. She chewed it thoroughly and then spoke.

“I didn’t sleep with him.”

Only then did Hee-tae take his eyes off the plate and look at Soo-yeon. She was stuffing her cheek with rice again while picking up some seasoned vegetables. Hee-tae watched her, savoring the moment before asking what she meant.

Soo-yeon was very easy to read. Born into a wealthy family and living a life where she could hold exhibitions under her own name, she was surprisingly susceptible to sympathy. After a few times of undressing and devouring her, she had become so gaunt that she looked like she might end up in the emergency room. When he brought up his past, she quickly emptied her bowl.

Soo-yeon felt his persistent gaze and looked up.

“I’m not so crazy that I’d sleep with an ex.”

She added after swallowing the food in her mouth. Hee-tae raised his eyebrows, his hand holding the chopsticks pausing for a moment.

On closer inspection, Soo-yeon had some bad habits. Reluctantly attending blind dates, yet during s*x, wrapping her legs around his waist and moaning loudly. Ferociously biting her lips until they bled, only to end up sucking on them. Enduring all sorts of vulgar words while rolling around, then glaring and moaning as if it didn’t matter, only to now reveal the truth. She had a talent for driving people crazy. Hee-tae, feeling a dull ache in his head, spoke up.

“It sounds to me like you slept with him because you liked him.”

Soo-yeon didn’t bother to respond to his familiar teasing, focusing only on eating. She hadn’t wanted to eat, but once she started, it didn’t seem impossible.

People’s hearts were so fickle that they could change as easily as flipping a hand. Just like Soo-yeon, who had been lost in the sorrow of a breakup, now felt her n*pples sting when she wore a bra after crying under Hee-tae. In the end, everything changed. Feeling the persistent gaze in the silence, Soo-yeon finally looked up and met his eyes.

“What are you really trying to do, Soo-yeon?”

Hee-tae muttered, his brows furrowed as he looked at her. The intense gaze directed at her created a strange tension. Soo-yeon found herself unable to dismiss his words easily, feeling oddly unable to respond. Her mouth, now empty of food to chew, felt dry. They exchanged a gaze that felt like they were exploring each other in the stillness, unable to look away or hold the stare. Feeling an unfamiliar sense of awkwardness crawling up her spine, Soo-yeon closed her legs and averted her eyes first.

“…I, I need to go to the bathroom, ugh.”

As she stammered in a trembling voice, he lunged at her, capturing her lips. Soo-yeon grabbed his collar as he pulled her neck towards him. She pushed against his chest, as if they might roll on the restaurant floor, but ended up wrapping her arms around his neck. His hands pulled her waist closer as their tongues tangled and sucked, making her breathless. It felt more peculiar than ever, like sparks flying as their lips met and bodies pressed together. Finally, she pushed away his wandering hands and broke the kiss.

“Ha, not here, ugh…”

Her moan was swallowed as their lips met again. Hee-tae grabbed her tightly closed legs and pulled her ankles apart. Her body slid smoothly across the floor towards him. His hand quickly found its way between her legs, tearing the new stockings and slipping under her underwear.

Feeling the w*tness of her panties, Hee-tae swallowed a curse. It was the residue of his s*men. As Soo-yeon pushed against his chest and closed her legs as if to hide it, he grabbed her thighs and spread them wide. The fabric was soaked with the s*men seeping from her entrance, clearly visible. She glared at him with resentful eyes.

“Why are you suddenly h*rny again?”

“You seemed so eager to run to the bathroom, I thought I’d help you drain some of that c*m. I need to see what’s leaking so much.”

Hee-tae replied, pushing her panties aside. She grabbed his head, saying it wasn’t necessary, but it was futile. As his fingers entered her swollen, red entrance, Soo-yeon’s hips twisted with familiar pl*asure. She trembled, clutching his shirt as his fingers stirred inside her. Worried that her moans might be heard through the traditional Korean paper doors, she bit her lips, trying to suppress her sounds.

“I can do it myself, ah, ugh…”

“If you go to the bathroom to finger yourself, how sad would it be for me who gave you that c*m?”

Hee-tae responded with a scoff. The excuse of going to the bathroom to avoid him was pitiful. Despite being older and more experienced in relationships, she was frustratingly naive.

As if to cut off her excuses, he added another finger, curling them as if to scrape out what was inside. Soo-yeon’s waist trembled violently as she couldn’t suppress the moan escaping her lips.

“Hng, ugh, ugh!”

Even as Soo-yeon tapped his chest, signaling that there were people outside, Hee-tae didn’t stop his hand. Each scrape of his fingers brought out thick s*men, dripping onto her perineum. The sight of the creamy drops and the way her entrance twitched made his lower abdomen tighten.

She repeatedly struck his chest with her fists.  Encouraged by her rough urging, Hee-tae scraped inside her a few more times until nothing more came out, finally withdrawing his hand.

“That’s a hell of a lot of c*m, huh.”

Seeing the pool of s*men, Hee-tae felt the urge to smoke. He wanted to tear open her shirt and bite her n*pples. Though he often thought of himself as a h*rny bastard, this was extreme even for him. Her innocent face kept pushing him to his limits. Despite her not being particularly large, Soo-yeon always challenged him with sharp eyes, unafraid, making him want to touch her even more.

“Huff, even a dog doesn’t get bothered while eating.”

Soo-yeon panted as she spoke, scooting away from him. To be precise, she lacked the strength to get up, so she was pushing herself backward across the floor with her b*ttocks. A trail of whitish s*men marked her path on the floor. Hee-tae felt his throat dry up as he watched her try to cover it up by pulling down her skirt. He quickly followed her, positioning himself between her legs, and spoke.

“What can you do? You got caught by a bastard worse than a dog.”

After pulling out his fingers, Hee-tae pressed his lips to her still-red, swollen entrance. His tongue slowly swept up her flesh, making her grip his hair and tremble. Even though he’d emptied her, it should have been dry inside, yet his tongue found moisture, perhaps from excitement. Hee-tae enveloped the area with his lips, sucking and slurping.

“Haa, what if someone comes, ugh…”

Soo-yeon whispered breathlessly, looking him in the eye as he sucked on her. Hee-tae, however, seemed unconcerned about anyone coming, thrusting his tongue inside her. As his warm, w*t tongue pushed into her swollen entrance, she tightened her grip on his hair. The sensation of his tongue pressing against her inner walls made her moan through clenched teeth.

“Ha, ugh, you’re crazy, ugh…”

The sound of his tongue stirring her w*t entrance echoed. Hee-tae tightened his grip on her thighs whenever she nervously glanced at the sliding paper door. He was tense, doing something naughty, but his tongue was wetting her with her juices. Despite her elegant demeanor, her lower body betrayed her, trembling under his probing tongue.

“Ugh, ugh…”

In the end, Soo-yeon cl*maxed, clutching his hair. Panting heavily, she closed her legs as if to hide her throbbing lower half, which ended up squeezing his face that hadn’t left between her legs. She finally released her legs and met the eyes of the lascivious man with w*t lips. Hee-tae licked his lips and spoke in an admiring voice.

“It tastes so good, it’s a problem.”

“You said we were going to eat…”

Soo-yeon glared at him, as if questioning if this was his idea of eating. Hee-tae laughed, mocking her naive expectation that he would only feed her. As he rose like a stretching beast, she warily backed away.

“What’s so fun for you?”

“I know, why is it so fun?”

Soo-yeon felt like he was mocking her, wanting to see her in a pitiful state, continuously making her spread her legs and feel ashamed. She threw a sharp question at Hee-tae, who kept pursuing her despite her attempts to push him away.

“Is my misfortune fun for you?”

“It was definitely fun at first, but……”

Hee-tae replied with a smile that somehow felt imposing. Soo-yeon found his cold, mocking face unfamiliar, as if he would laugh even if she slapped him. The man who used to mock and belittle her now spoke in the past tense. Hee-tae’s smile faded as he growled.

“Ah, when I thought you were f*cking that bastard……”

Even recalling it made him too angry to continue. Soo-yeon felt her anger evaporate in the face of his blank expression.It felt like she had glimpsed the reason why he kept poking and prodding her.

The man who had seemed to enjoy her misfortune suddenly had one reason not to enjoy it anymore. Soo-yeon found his unfamiliar expression strange. She couldn’t look away, as if that unfamiliar face had been imprinted in her eyes. What was supposed to be just a casual fling was entering a different phase.

“It f*cking drove me crazy.”

Hee-tae added, gripping Soo-yeon’s ankle as he muttered. The skin of her slender ankle, which fit perfectly in his grip, was excessively soft. It was white, smooth, and seemed like it would melt in his mouth like cotton candy. The fact that this body belonged to Soo-yeon made it all the more enjoyable. Despite being older than him, she had never been tainted by the world’s hardships, a wealthy girl who had dated a poor man for a long time. A woman from a good family who could make a name for herself. He couldn’t deny the possessiveness that surged over him, wanting to own her.

“Don’t you think it’s pretty f*cked up, Chae Soo-yeon?”

Hee-tae posed a question that didn’t require an answer. It wasn’t a question but a declaration that he would continue to interfere in her life and devour her.