Chapter 8

When he was rough, she trembled with shock, but now, moving slowly, it was tantalizing and sensual, her heart melting. His hands carefully moved up from her belly to her chest. Unlike before, when he’d just grabbed her bra, now he reached behind her. Click. He unhooked her bra, and the underwear slipped away from her chest.

That little piece of fabric—just having it on made her feel less exposed, but now that it was gone, goosebumps rose on her upper body and her neck grew hot. Showing her bare chest to someone felt strangely humiliating.

Whether Wooseok noticed or not, his gaze locked onto Eunjae’s chest. Just his eyes made her lower belly clench, and she had to say something.

“Stop staring.”

“Is it okay if I touch?”

She couldn’t say no. After a moment’s hesitation, Eunjae nodded. Wooseok’s big hand immediately caressed her chest, gently kneading her soft flesh. He cursed under his breath, then suddenly lowered his face.

“Ah!”

He sucked her n*pple, sending her straight to the edge. Eunjae arched her back, grabbing his shoulders in a rush. Still, Wooseok’s head didn’t leave her chest. Her n*pple, now in his mouth, seemed to harden even more. When he licked the tip with his tongue, her toes tingled, and a sticky sensation spread through her whole body, making her m*an.

“Ahh……. S-stop……. Mm.”

Eunjae never thought she’d make noises like a cat. She’d never had her n*pples sucked before, so she couldn’t have known it would feel this good. Experiencing all this for the first time, it felt like a new world was opening. Her mind went blank, but she didn’t feel bad. No, it felt good. When he sucked her, it hurt a bit, but the pain quickly turned into something else—a strange pleasure tickling her lower belly. Was this, maybe, that so-called *rgasm?

“……Should I keep going?”

Wooseok suddenly looked up at her, his voice thick and dark. He seemed like a different person—always so proper, but now his eyes were hot and wild, lips shiny with saliva. If they kept going, she felt like she wouldn’t be able to wear a bra tomorrow, so Eunjae shook her head.

“It’s okay. ……That’s enough.”

She spoke, hiding her disappointment, and Wooseok smiled, sitting up. Then he reached for his pants. Eunjae watched, holding her breath, and their eyes met.

“Do you want to try?”

“Huh?”

“You look like you want to.”

Wooseok smirked.

“Hey, it’s not that……. Fine, I’ll do it.”

She felt she shouldn’t just be on the receiving end. Since she’d enjoyed having her chest sucked, she should give something back. She didn’t like one-sidedness. Since both of them got aroused and started this, she figured they should do what each wanted. Then, maybe, things would feel cleaner afterward.

“Here, like this…… do I just pull it down?”

Eunjae sat up, grasping the waistband of Wooseok’s pants. She undid the buckle and tried to pull them down, but it felt like they wouldn’t budge. What was the problem? Eunjae looked up at Wooseok from below. Wooseok watched her with his head lowered, a relaxed smile on his lips as he replied.

“Do I have to teach you even this?”

Her pride stung, Eunjae dropped her gaze.

“No, it’s fine.”

Right. She just had to try somehow. With that thought, she focused on the front of his pants. The zipper was stuck on something. 

‘Surely not. It couldn’t be. No way……’

She reached for the zipper, telling herself it was nothing, but then, thud—a part of her hand bounced off something.

She was right. Goosebumps ran down Eunjae’s spine. What her hand touched was his member. She had no idea how it could be so hard, pressed all the way up to the end of the zipper.

She’d only ever thought of a man’s genitals as something like a long banana, something that moved in and out during *ntercourse, and when a man *jaculated, sperm met an egg and a baby was formed, and people became parents. That was the extent of her understanding. She’d never actually seen it standing up so hard, pressed against the zipper. She’d never even watched adult videos, so Eunjae was more naïve than most about these things.

“It’s because it got too big.”

Wooseok explained the situation in a matter-of-fact tone.

“That’s why the zipper won’t go down.”

Why was he saying something like this as if it were a business meeting? Eunjae wondered what was going on in his head. And once again, she wondered if he was used to situations like this.

“Y-yeah. I know. Your, um, d… I mean, your, um, organ… is, ah, why am I even explaining this?”

Her face flushed bright red as Eunjae complained to Wooseok. He couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing. He really was a natural at teasing her, Eunjae thought, glaring at him as Wooseok took her hand and guided her.

“Hey.”

“I’ll help.”

Eunjae’s hand ended up overlapping with Wooseok’s as they worked the zipper down together. Wooseok pushed his member to the side, making it possible. Once the zipper was down, the pants slid off easily. She thought that was the end, but the next part was the real challenge. Wooseok’s hand now rested gently on top of his underwear.

“Wait, hey……. Hey.”

“I like it when you touch me here.”

His blunt words made Eunjae’s entire face heat up. Strangely, she felt a dull trembling inside her own underwear. Before she could process this unfamiliar feeling, her hand was touching his weapon-like bulge. She could feel it growing even larger in her small palm.

She looked up at him in disbelief, but Wooseok’s expression was different than ever before—his eyes filled with a kind of sensuality she’d never seen. Oddly, it looked s*xy.

“Do you… like it?”

Eunjae asked cautiously, and Wooseok stroked her cheek with his free hand. Then he covered her lips. That was his answer—his kiss was so deep it stole all her breath away. Eunjae’s body naturally fell back onto the bed, and she had to accept his kiss. She felt him undressing himself, slipping off his own underwear.

“Haah……. I can’t hold back.”

Wooseok breathed heavily, looking down at Eunjae from close up. Eunjae knew what was coming next. If she wanted to stop, now was the chance. But she didn’t want to. They’d been friends for twenty years, but sharing their bodies brought out new sensations and emotions. She was starting to understand why people date and have s*x.

“Is it okay if I…?”

As his breathing slowed, Wooseok spoke again. Eunjae understood and was about to nod, but something nagged at her. 

‘Ah, a condom.’

Why hadn’t she thought of that? Jiyeon had always taught her from a young age that you should never have s*x without one, but in the heat of the moment, she’d forgotten everything.

“Wait.”

Eunjae thought maybe she could escape this situation. She’d already started, but if they actually had s*x, there’d be no turning back. At this last gate, she felt as if fate was giving her one more chance.

“But, um, that……”

Eunjae hesitated, and Wooseok seemed to understand instantly, opening the drawer beside the bed. There was a condom inside. Looking down at it, her heart ached for some reason. Her mind understood, but her feelings were the problem. Watching him take it out so casually, Eunjae couldn’t help but imagine other things.

“So… you had one at home.”

Eunjae muttered to herself, and Wooseok answered simply.

“It just happened.”

She couldn’t bring herself to ask if another woman had come here before. A woman who impulsively kissed her twenty-year friend wasn’t in a position to ask. She never thought she’d be his first anyway.

‘Don’t make it worse, Shin Eunjae.’

She tried to comfort herself.

“If it’s too much, tell me.”

“Ah, yeah.”

Soon, she felt the heat of him, now covered with a condom, pressing against her below. She thought it would just be like that. She didn’t expect it to push into her small entrance with such overwhelming pressure.

“Ha, mmph. Wait……. Ugh.”

Even with just the tip inside, Eunjae felt like she might die. It really was more like a weapon than an organ. Why, for what reason, did people get addicted to this act, even go crazy for it? She couldn’t understand. Then her thighs spread wide as he lifted his hips a little more.

“Haa, stop!”

Eunjae clung to Wooseok’s back, almost scratching him, surrendering. This didn’t seem physically possible. She didn’t know what was wrong, but she didn’t see any need to keep doing something so foolish, so she tried to push Wooseok away, but his face moved down instead.

“What are you… mmph. Stop! Don’t.”

His lips touched a place she’d never imagined. His sticky tongue licked her sensitive spot, and Eunjae flailed like a fish. She tried to squirm away, but her legs were already pinned by Wooseok’s strong hands.

“Haah. It’s weird, stop, ahh.”

It was a completely different sensation from when he sucked her n*pples. It shattered her s*xual morals at their core. He licked her until she was soaked, and just thinking about it sent heat through her whole body.