Lights Don't Go Out in the Annex - Chapter 35
CHAPTER 35
His menacingly swollen p*nis jutted out from between his quivering thighs, and at that moment, his tight, well-defined abs stiffened at once. A fine shiver ran down Taegyeom’s spine.
With a low moan, he began to ej*culate. A thick stream of white s*men exploded from his peach-coloured gl*ns.
It spurted out in vivid lines, splattering Leeseo’s stomach, chest, and chin. The smell of rawness hit the air like a ton of bricks, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight of c*m still gushing out of him.
“You’re staring as if it’s a pity.”
Taegyeom slowly stroked his c*ck up and down, looking at Leeseo, who was in a dazed, covered in his c*m. The last remnants of s*men trickled out and fell onto her already stained private area.
“Why. Do you feel it’s a waste by ej*culating into thin air? Want to c*m inside me now?”
“Well, that’s not possible.”
Leeseo glared at him disgruntledly as she tried to steady her rapid breathing, but whether she was glaring at him or not, Kwon Taegyeom continued to stare at the trail of c*m scattered over her body with appreciative eyes before reaching out to it. With his large hand, he meticulously spread and smeared the c*m that had gathered on her lower abdomen.
“Ah…”
Her excitement hadn’t completely subsided yet, and she involuntarily moaned as he discreetly kneaded her lower abdomen. His hand didn’t stop there; it moved up to her chest.
As he massaged her flesh, covered in c*m, Leeseo’s moans grew louder. He continued to explore, and suddenly, he grabbed her br*asts firmly, watching obsessively as it changed shape as he cupped it. Between his long fingers, the soft flesh of her br*asts popped out, and the s*men oozed and rose, making her shudder with pl*asure.
“Please… stop now.”
Leeseo, who had been thoroughly coated with his c*m and was nearly exhausted, pleaded with him, looking somewhat embarrassed. Her gaze hesitantly flickered over Taegyeom’s lower body.
Somehow, even after spilling so much c*m, his p*nis still stood menacingly tall, showing no signs of subsiding. He had driven her to the brink, showing no signs of relenting, even after their passionate night together.
His engorged m*mber twitched as he discreetly rubbed it against her body, which was still coated with c*m.
“I want to wash up.”
The slippery sensation was unfamiliar and awkward. She was so exhausted and drained that she could barely lift a finger anymore. If she left it like this, she felt like she would be pulled back into the abyss by the insatiable man.
Taegyeom used his thumb to lightly wipe away the s*men that had splattered on her lips and then smiled.
“Let me wash you.”
Exhausted and limp, Yeonseo lowered her head as she lay down.
“What? No. That’s a bit…….”
Wash me?
He offered to clean her up, but she was suspicious and wondered what other perverted things he might do after saying that.
“I’ll take care of you.”
“Pervert.”
Taegyeom smirked and swept his disheveled hair over his forehead out of habit. The jet-black hair fell back into place with a gentle flick of his fingers.
Unlike Leeseo, who had been sapped of all strength like a marshmallow melted in front of a fire, he looked like he was fully charged with energy. His smooth face sparkled with life. His languid mouth twitched with a hint of mischief.
“S*x is great, but not washing up afterward? That’s weird logic.”
Leeseo’s brow furrowed. It was clear that he had deliberately chosen explicit words to provoke embarrassment.
“Don’t keep saying all those nasty things about s*x.”
She snapped at Taegyeom.
He just shrugged in response to her criticism.
“Why not call it what it is? How refined do you want me to be? Besides, your dirty hole, the one you used to swallow me, seemed to respond more vigorously to my explicit words, so there’s nothing to be ashamed of now that it’s out in the open.”
“…D*sgusting.”
“S*x is inherently dirty, you know.”
Taegyeom casually got up and walked toward the kitchen. Leeseo watched his retreating figure with a mix of anger and fascination. The muscles on his back, taut with the afterglow of his cl*max, were disturbingly gorgeous.
The chilling air enveloped Leeseo as Taegyeom left the room. Despite the 24-hour air conditioning in the mansion, the annex maintained an unusually low indoor temperature. The sudden temperature change sent shivers through her body, and a vivid sense of reality overwhelmed her.
The awkward atmosphere after lovemaking. It was an uncomfortable moment she hadn’t realized the night before, as her memory had been interrupted by sleep when she woke up in the bed at dawn and was too busy trying to get out of there.
Although he hadn’t penetrated her this time, it was still awkward, uncomfortable, and somehow disconcerting, as if she had suddenly doused herself with cold water after s*x. Emptiness and a sense of hollowness churned in her stomach. Rustling. Sighing. The wild noises of passion had subsided into a chilly silence.
Walking leisurely to the kitchen, Taegyeom took water from the fridge, drank it, then poured a glass of water for Leeseo. She stared at his large hand holding the glass. He looked like a man who was used to these moments.
“Drink up.”
“…”
“You’ve lost a lot of fl*ids, you should replenish.”
Leeseo raised her sharply opened eyes. Taegyeom smirked as their gazes met.
It seemed like he enjoyed provoking her with deliberate, provocative words and observing her reactions. It reminded her of the times when he would playfully call her at any time and sending her on frivolous errands, tormenting her with his mischievous behavior. It suddenly occurred to her that this was just an extension of his mischievous antics.
I shouldn’t react.
Leeseo accepted the glass of water silently and took a sip. The water flowed down her dry throat, and she couldn’t help but let out an unexpected moan. Taegyeom’s eyes narrowed as he watched the water trickle down the side of her mouth.
“You need to improve your stamina.”
“…”
“I saw you yesterday, you just fell asleep after… that.”
She almost spat out the water she was drinking. Leeseo wiped the water off her cheek with the back of her hand and protested.
“That’s because…… you, Kwon Taegyeom, don’t even listen when people say they’re tired and about to die, you just keep going on and on, like a madman.”
Taegyeom rubbed his chin lazily, as if her protests were inaudible. His face seemed as sweet as a dream.
“It was cute, though, sleeping peacefully while clenching on me down there.”
Oh, my God.
Heat rushed to her face. Any rebuttal she threw at him was met with more rebuttals. It was clear that sitting down any longer would only prolong this uncomfortable and embarrassing time.
Trying to outwit Taegyeom was like trying to hit a rock with an egg, or blowing into a pervert’s ear to rekindle the flames of excitement. He smirked.
“A few more strokes down there and you’re asleep like a b*by, but it felt weird, like I was doing something bad.”
Leeseo shrugged and picked up the white short-sleeved T-shirt left on the floor. The fresh smell that always came from Kwon Taegyeom hit her like a ton of bricks.
Her face flushed with embarrassment. It was unbelievable how her body could react like this. How could this happen? It felt like she had turned into a Pablov’s dog, and she even felt like crying.
Ignoring the heightened sensitivity below, she began to roughly wipe the slimy c*m from her body. There were tissues within arm’s reach on the living room table, but she chose a slightly vindictive option.
The corners of Kwon Taegyeom’s lips curled into a smirk as he stared at Leeseo’s speechless, reddened face. He held back a laugh.
“I was planning to be kind and wash you thoroughly, but you seem to dislike the idea. You can use the bathroom on the first floor.”
“No, I’ll just go.”
After roughly wiping off the c*m that had covered her body, Leeseo calmly got dressed.
“You’re just going like that?”
Taegyeom narrowed his eyes, as if dealing with a stubborn child. His expression seemed to ask, ‘You’re leaving like this?’
“I’m more comfortable washing up in my room.”
The scent of raw desire lingered in the air. She wanted to get back to her own space as soon as possible, even if she felt she was being unnecessarily forceful of it.
Taegyeom stared at her with a somewhat disdainful look, as if questioning her decision. Without another word, he slowly parted his lips.
“Fine.”
His voice was deep and rumbling. Without asking again, he casually turned away. After finishing his business, Kwon Taegyeom walked upstairs without another word.
In the living room, only Leeseo remained, standing there in her disheveled T-shirt, with the lingering scent of s*men filling the air.
She left the annex and returned to her house, leaning against the closed door and sliding down to sit on the floor. Her legs lost their strength, and her entire body slumped in exhaustion. She buried her head between her knees and let out a shallow sigh.
“Ah…”
A pained sigh escaped her lips as she realized that she had forgotten her original purpose for coming to the annex and had only added to her shameful memories.
Regardless, the bright light from the annex loomed over her room window like a snake’s head.