CHAPTER 25 – I Will Do It (Part 1)
Seoyeon was surprised to learn that a sofa could be used for such diverse purposes. Every time Dojun’s head emerged from under her skirt and delved into her, her vision became blurry. Even when Dojun went down and lifted her skirt to pull down her underwear, she had thought it was just to be intimate.
“Mmmm.”
Biting the back of her hand, Seoyeon twisted her waist. It was agonizing that she couldn’t close her widely spread legs because Dojun was gripping her firmly on the thighs. The sound of stirring a viscous l*quid was added to the background music of the movie.
Embarrassed to see him looking up at her, she pulled her skirt down to cover his head, which only heightened her senses. She could feel his tongue darting in, his teeth grinding, and his mouth sucking hard on her own body.
Seoyeon stared through reddened eyes at the starry blackness of space. The screen kept shaking and blurring. She felt like she was rising up, up, and also rushing along a fast trajectory.
Then, suddenly, Dojun’s mouth parted, and she felt a sense of desolation. As her heightened senses screamed for more, Dojun lifted her skirt and climbed onto the sofa. Her lower abdomen twitched as if begging.
Her heart was pounding, and her breathing was still labored, but when Dojun got up, a moan of regret involuntarily escaped her. Dojun, wiping his mouth with his thumb, looked at Seoyeon with a mischievous gaze.
Feeling a blow to her pride from that look, Seoyeon adjusted her skirt and picked up her blouse from the floor, slipping it on. She couldn’t watch the movie with her top bare.
“Are you okay with not going to bed?”
Shaking her head, Seoyeon replied.
“Yes, it’s fine. I want to finish watching the movie.”
She wanted to maintain a shred of dignity, even if Dojun didn’t believe her, given her flushed face. As she buttoned her blouse up to the third button, Dojun reached out, unbuttoned them one by one, and rebuttoned them properly, saying,
“You buttoned it up wrong.”
Her face heated up at his comment. It wasn’t much, but feeling like her flustered state was exposed made her neck feel hot. So she ended up blurting out something she didn’t mean.
“I want to go home.”
What a childish thing to say.
She knew it herself, but the words had already been spoken. Dojun’s hand stopped buttoning her shirt. He lifted his eyes to look at Seoyeon.
“Hmm.”
He pretended to think for a moment, then lifted Seoyeon’s chin.
“You’re upset, aren’t you? Shall we continue?”
Seoyeon felt like she wanted to scream, “No!” and shout a loud “No, I’m not!” But her pride wouldn’t allow it.
Ah, this pride of mine, making me grit my teeth and endure.
“No, I’m just a little tired, that’s all. Let’s just do it quickly and then I’ll go. Can you do that?”
If she stubbornly insisted on going home right away, it would have been clear that her feelings were deeply hurt, so she tried to bluff her way through it.
“Like this?”
Seoyeon was still wearing her blouse and skirt, though she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She nodded her head.
“Then come up here.”
Dojun undid his robe and put on a condom. Seoyeon climbed onto his lap with a slightly irritated expression. She could feel their centers aligning. As she slowly lowered herself, her brow furrowed at the tight, stretching sensation.
She exhaled a long breath, gradually lowering herself while gripping Dojun’s shoulders. Even though he wasn’t fully inside yet, her head was pounding, and her inner muscles were contracting on their own. Seoyeon felt Dojun’s faint smile fade into a deeper gaze.
“Slowly.”
At his words, Seoyeon raised her eyes.
There’s no helping it, you’re too big.
With that thought, she impulsively pressed her lips to Dojun’s forehead. She felt the hands on her waist tighten.
“Just wait, I’m doing it.”
Not knowing where her newfound confidence came from, Seoyeon kissed Dojun’s slightly furrowed forehead again. His grip on her waist tightened. She slowly lowered herself, lightly kissing the bridge of his nose and the tip.
It was deep enough to take her breath away, but she hadn’t quite taken him in fully yet, so Seoyeon paused and looked at Dojun. His expression was a mix of irritation, dissatisfaction, heat, and patience.
“I’m going to kiss you. Stay still.”
Dojun made a somewhat exasperated face.
“Because if you move, I’m going home.”
Seoyeon said, holding Dojun’s face and bringing her lips close. She was outwardly calm, but her whole body was tingling with excitement. The slightest movement from him would bring her to cl*max.
In a sign of surrender, Dojun released his grip on Seoyeon’s waist and lowered his arms. Seoyeon slowly lowered her head, her lips barely grazing, touching, and brushing against his. She felt Dojun swell inside her once more.
Suppressing the desire for a deep kiss, she tried to kiss him making a smacking sound. Once, twice, and then again.
Then, as a dull heat rose in her lower abdomen, she deeply bit and sucked on Dojun’s lower lip. She felt a bubbly sensation rising up from within.
Unable to hold back, Dojun placed his hands on Seoyeon’s waist. Seoyeon slightly extended her tongue into Dojun’s mouth, saying,
“I’ll…”
Feeling the rest of her words spreading into Dojun’s mouth, Seoyeon slowly lowered her body. A shuddering sigh escaped her as his full length filled her.
Fully connected, Seoyeon felt like her soul was flying into the vast space, but she managed to keep her composure and looked up. As their eyes met, a stifled laugh escaped Dojun’s lips.
“You witch…”
With his eyes darkened dangerously, Dojun suddenly flipped their positions. Before Seoyeon could even let out a gasp, he had quickly thrust upwards. The rapid movements made Seoyeon’s body tremble chaotically.
Her vision blurred, feeling like the ceiling was crumbling, the sofa disappearing, and the universe bursting open. It was only after her prolonged scream that Seoyeon realized the blurriness was from the tears in her eyes.
Lying face down on the sofa, panting, Seoyeon’s body was illuminated by the TV’s light. Dojun removed the skirt that was bunched around her waist. He then turned her over and unbuttoned her blouse, preventing Seoyeon from covering her face with her hands and removing the blouse as well.
He slid his arms under Seoyeon’s armpits, lifting her body. With a groan, Seoyeon’s body followed. As he lifted her further, Seoyeon weakly leaned her head against his shoulder.
He laid her down on the bed, spreading her legs. He pushed his c*ck in, which hadn’t subsided even after c*mming once. With a muffled sob, Seoyeon covered her face with her hands.
Looking down at her flushed body, Dojun lifted Seoyeon’s legs, wrapping them around his waist, and entered her deeply. She trembled violently. As he thrust upwards, her shaking br*asts caught his eye, and he lowered his head to bite down on it.
Ugh.
Seoyeon closed her eyes and shook her head. Disregarding this, he hotly parted her w*t body and delved deeper. The deeper and faster he moved, the more her body thrashed about aimlessly.
A sob-like moan escaped Seoyeon’s lips. Seoyeon’s mouth. When he lifted her face, she was shaking her head with real tears. He momentarily paused and looked down to see her weakly grasping his arms, shaking her head.
“I… can’t do it. It’s too much.”
Heating someone up only to hear them say they can’t do it – Dojun let out a bemused laugh.
“That’s why I told you to eat more eel.”
Seoyeon covered her face with her hands. Removing the hands covering her face, Dojun saw Seoyeon’s tear-stained, resentful expression, which made his heart ache.
“Should we take a break and start again?”
Seoyeon shook her head. Then, with a somewhat resentful expression, she said,
“I said I’m going home…….”
What a stubborn personality.
Dojun snickered and suddenly thrust back in. Seoyeon let out a muffled cry.
“…Enough.”
“I’m fine going until morning.”
Seoyeon shook her head vigorously again, then pleadingly looked at him, saying,
“Please?”
A satisfying feeling rose up in Dojun.
“Then, shall we take a shower together?”
Seoyeon shook her head. As he pushed his body in a few more times, threatening not to let her go, she finally answered,
“Yes, yes, I’ll take a shower with you.”
If she knew what he planned to do in the shower, she probably wouldn’t have agreed so easily.
Ah.
Seoyeon’s moans grew louder and then abruptly stopped. As her body trembled without making a sound, Dojun thrust into her all at once.