Chapter 3 – The Pine Tree and the Orchid (Part 5)

She had never been called small in her life. Only Hee-tae saw her that way. Any man who had to duck to enter through the door would see her as small. They were mismatched in height, yet he was pushing his monstrous thing into her from behind.

“Yeah, it’s not just that my c*ck is big; it’s f*cking huge.”

Hee-tae said, gripping her waist as he pushed just the tip inside, causing Soo-yeon’s legs to tremble uncontrollably. Looking down, he saw the sh*ft, not even fully inside, straining to enter her twitching hole. Her legs, standing on tiptoes, trembled pitifully beneath her slender waist, tightening her lower abdomen and gripping the head of his p*nis firmly. As he pushed in, feeling he might cl*max too soon, Hee-tae whispered tauntingly into her ear.

“F*ck, where else would you get something like this? Ha, and you’re even older. Wow, this is f*cking amazing.”

“Ugh, ah, ugh…”

Soo-yeon was too focused on the monstrous thing splitting her from below to respond to the words he whispered into her ear. Standing on tiptoe, her already tense body felt the intruding organ from behind as overwhelmingly large. As the tip pushed deeper, her lower abdomen tensed up to the point where her mouth fell open.

“Ah, really, just a little, pull out, pull… Ugh!”

“You’re sucking it in so deliciously, ha, and you’re saying you’re full.”

Hee-tae finally pushed in all the way until their groins met, exhaling deeply. From the moment he took his c*ck out of his briefs, the tip was already w*t without even being touched. When he aimed it at Soo-yeon’s hole, it was a struggle to push in the slippery tip, but the w*t sound it made was incredibly satisfying. Soo-yeon, feeling the fullness inside, trembled and babbled incoherently.

“My belly, feels, like it’s, gonna burst, ugh…”

“Already full because I came too much?”

Hee-tae whispered in response to Soo-yeon’s whimpering. Knowing there was no chance of impregnating her with his seed, he still enjoyed seeing her gasp and glare at him, so he spouted vulgar words. Soo-yeon, who had taken his c*ck in this position several times, wasn’t one to back down easily. The most challenging part was that she didn’t say these things intentionally.

“Ha, your br*asts must be leaking milk. They do look like they’re made for that.”

Hee-tae said as he grabbed her heavy br*asts with the hand that was holding her waist. His rough squeezing, as if trying to milk her, made Soo-yeon twist her waist and whimper as the tip inside her pressed against her. He was like a merciless beast, thrusting into her while holding her br*asts. Her legs, standing on tiptoe, wobbled as if they would fold forward, tightening her lower abdomen and making his thrusts even more forceful.

“Ha, damn, it’s so tight.”

“Ugh, ah, ah! Hic, ugh!”

Soo-yeon panted and clawed at the wall with her nails. Her upper body kept collapsing forward, and Hee-tae’s chest covered her from above. He wrapped his arms around her collapsing body and thrust his hips relentlessly. Each time he pounded her against the wall, her small frame felt even smaller. Covered by his large body, only her tiptoes were visible from behind. Her small body tightly gripped his c*ck, and her large br*asts bounced in his big hands. Her waist was so thin that it made his thrusts even more powerful.

“Damn, really…”

“Ugh, ah, ah! Ah, ugh, ah!”

Soo-yeon’s mind was in a muddled mess. She was trembling so much from the sensations that she couldn’t even dig her nails into the wallpaper. The c*ck thrusting inside her was too rough, and unlike on the bed, she was standing between the wall and Hee-tae, unable to escape. She trembled with pl*asure, crying out with each forceful thrust until her knees buckled. But Hee-tae held her tightly, making her lean on his forearm. Soo-yeon finally let out a sob.

“Hee-tae, ah, I can’t, I can’t, ugh, I can’t…”

“Ha, there’s a lot you can’t do. Damn, I’m the younger one, but you’re the one acting cute.”

Hee-tae pulled back his hips at the pitiful sight of her begging, even calling him by his name. He knew that indulging her would set a bad precedent, but hearing her call him “Hee-tae” instead of “Mr. Jang” or “Jang Hee-tae” made his body move on its own. 

As soon as he pulled his c*ck out, Soo-yeon nearly collapsed against the wall. He turned her towards him, and her tear-streaked face came into view. Her usually fierce eyes were now soft. The exhaustion from standing doggy style had drained all the fierceness from her face, making the still unsatisfied ar*usal below all the more painful.

“Now, wrap your legs around me, ha, that’s it, good girl…”

Hee-tae lifted Soo-yeon’s waist and hoisted her up. As she wrapped her legs around him in surprise, he held her with one hand, guiding his c*ck to her w*t entrance with the other. Soo-yeon, clinging to his neck as her legs dangled in the air, asked again, confused.

“What, what are you, ah, ugh!”

As soon as he thrust inside, Soo-yeon shivered and moaned. Unable to touch the ground, she clung to him, crying out with each thrust. Her entire body trembled as his c*ck pounded into her, her feet dangling helplessly in the air.

“Ugh, ah, ah, ah! Ah!”

“Ha, hold onto my neck tightly, damn, don’t squeeze so tight down there.”

Hee-tae adjusted his grip on her waist and thrust upwards. Each time his c*ck plunged in, the tightness inside her made his breath hitch between words.

Terrified of falling, Soo-yeon tightened her grip around his neck and forgot to tense her body with each thrust. As he pounded into her, her body trembled uncontrollably, the vibrations running through her skin.

“Ah, ah, ugh, I’m, gonna, ah!”

Soo-yeon suddenly felt a surge of strength in her previously limp hands due to the overwhelming sensation. As he thrust into her while holding her, the layers of sensation accumulated, making her spine tingle. It felt as if her lower body was a dam about to burst before it overflowed. She felt like she might release a torrent at any moment. Although she had released her juices in front of him before, she knew this wasn’t just that. This time, it felt like she might actually pee, and all her nerves gathered to prevent that from happening.

“Wait, ple-ease, ugh! Ah, ah!”

Soo-yeon couldn’t even properly beg for mercy. Each slap of skin against skin made her feel like her brain was being scrambled, causing beast-like moans to escape her mouth. Her fragile sanity, trying to avoid wetting herself from pl*asure, was slowly fading with every thrust of Hee-tae’s hips. Crying, she tried to hold it in, but the rising urge was unbearable, leading her to plead with him.

“Bath-, roo-om, plea-ease, ple-ease!”

“Ha, who the hell stops to go to the bathroom in the middle of being f*cked? Just piss on my c*ck.”

“Ha, who the hell stops to go to the bathroom in the middle of being f*cked?

Soo-yeon, desperate for mercy, buried her head into Hee-tae’s neck, trying to stave off the urge by biting down on him. But it was futile.

Hee-tae, excited by her desperate biting like a young animal teething, thrust even harder. He found her biting both irritating and endearing, causing him to exhale sharply between his teeth. With rapid, harsh thrusts, Soo-yeon cried out, unable to hold back any longer.

“Ugh, ah, ah!”

Her sobs turned into a stream of l*quid pouring out of her. Hee-tae looked down, momentarily forgetting the tingling sensation in his tip from the impending cl*max, and saw the w*tness spreading beneath his abdomen. While he’d seen Soo-yeon release her juices before, this transparent stream-like ej*culation was a first. The blatant evidence of her ar*usal made his scalp tingle with unfulfilled excitement. Even as her body trembled and her eyes glazed over with pl*asure, her face flushed and tear-streaked, she looked at him with resentment.

“You bastard…”

“Damn…”

“I told you… to put me down…”

The moment Hee-tae saw Soo-yeon’s tear-streaked face, he kissed her hungrily. Normally, he was tormented by the desire to break her composed demeanor, but seeing her ruined because of him made his head feel hot. The heat filling his lower abdomen seemed to overheat his mind with conflicting desires.

He wanted to break her. No, he didn’t want to break her. He couldn’t even tell what he wanted anymore.

He wanted to make her cry. No, he didn’t want to make her cry. He wanted to humiliate her. No, he didn’t want to humiliate her. Countless contradictory emotions blended together, creating a murky confusion.

“Just once more.”

As soon as he broke the kiss, he pressed her against the wall again. Soo-yeon, who normally wouldn’t allow anyone into her space, ultimately yielded when Hee-tae pushed her. Despite changing her expensive phone number to evade him, recently, she’d been replying to his messages, albeit late. Despite telling him not to come to her studio, she’d opened the door for him. Despite claiming she didn’t want to fool around in her personal space, she eventually clung to him, crying.

She had a soft spot, and he wanted to fill it with himself, driving her to continue yielding to him.

“Haah, show me one more time.”

“No, I, can’t, ah!”

Soo-yeon, losing her composure, couldn’t escape the man charging at her with dark eyes. He was like an indelible ink drop falling on her. It stained her too quickly, painted over her, and ultimately left her in tatters. Soo-yeon found herself accepting and swallowing him, as if she couldn’t even think of avoiding him. The rogue-like man was neither as pitiful as Min-jun nor unhappy living according to his desires, yet she couldn’t push him away.

Soo-yeon knew what to call this feeling of always yielding to him. But she pretended not to know, keeping her mouth shut and closing her eyes.