Chapter 18

“Now you’re saying that? Didn’t you like this kind of talk?”  

“If I’m honest, what really excited me was seeing you get embarrassed by my words.”  

Yeo Dohun, covering his mouth, gazed at Seo Eunha with slightly subdued eyes.  

“…You’re s*xy, even now.”  

Seo Eunha almost said, ‘Maybe you just get excited by anything I do,’ but held back.  

She didn’t want to ruin the mood by making it light again. Luckily, Yeo Dohun also seemed swept up in the moment and didn’t stop her anymore.  

Instead, he watched her expectantly, and Seo Eunha smiled softly. Somehow, it felt like the roles had reversed and she was the one teasing him.  

‘Reminds me of that female boss who harassed a guy on the subway.’  

Maybe this really was Seo Eunha’s taste.  

He was a large man, but paradoxically, his flushed white skin made her want to tease him even more.  

When Seo Eunha gently grasped his member, he let out a short moan from just her touch. His low breath hinted at how strong the sensation was for him.  

So hot. It felt like he might spill out at any moment, so she carefully stroked him up and down. When she rubbed the prec*m-slick tip with her thumb, Yeo Dohun’s torso jerked forward.  

“Uh, Eunha…”  

Seeing his flustered face, Seo Eunha understood perfectly what he’d said about getting excited by her embarrassment.  

‘They say you resemble the one you love.’  

She wasn’t sure if that phrase fit here, but…  

Seo Eunha decided to just do as she wished, since Yeo Dohun wasn’t stopping her. He seemed ready to burst just from her touch, so she pressed her hand firmly over the tip.  

“Why are you stopping? Aren’t you going to finish?”  

Yeo Dohun’s eyes drooped, making him look like a whimpering puppy.  

“Well, I’ll let you finish before we go further.”  

“Then now…!”  

“Do you prefer mouth or chest?”  

“…Huh?”  

“Hands are boring.”  

It was his first time getting this kind of help from a lover, so it should be amazing, she thought with a sly grin. Yeo Dohun just stared blankly.  

Why did he keep showing that awkward, innocent side from when he was younger? It made her want to tease him more.  

Smiling, Seo Eunha whipped off her t-shirt. With no bra underneath, her heavy chest bounced into view.  

Not stopping there, she pressed herself between his legs, sliding his member between her br*asts. She placed her lips gently over the exposed tip and spoke,  

“If you don’t answer, I’ll just do both.”  

Before Yeo Dohun could protest, she opened her mouth and took in his tip and shaft, squeezing the base with her soft br*asts and moving up and down. Yeo Dohun’s hands gripped her shoulders, trembling with excitement, unable to push her away.  

He was so cute.  

Rather than feeling embarrassed by her own boldness, Seo Eunha enjoyed seeing Yeo Dohun’s flustered face—a sight she rarely got to see.  

‘Once he gets used to this, he’ll probably be just like the Yeo Dohun in the fantasies. I won’t get to see this side of him much.’  

So she decided to enjoy it while he was still shy.  

Unable to handle the intense stimulation, he cl*maxed quickly. Seo Eunha didn’t particularly enjoy swallowing, so she spat the s*men into her palm.  

“I’ll get you some tissues!”  

Yeo Dohun tried to get up, but she made him sit and climbed onto his lap.  

“It’s fine. I get wet easily, but this will help things go more smoothly.”  

“What?”  

“It’s my first time putting yours in, too. I meant I need to be well-prepared.”  

Unlike Yeo Dohun, Seo Eunha wasn’t a virgin, but his size was a bit intimidating to take easily.  

Just being a little wet wouldn’t be enough—she worried about tearing in reality.  

So she brought the s*men down below. She wasn’t used to pleasuring herself, so putting her own fingers inside felt strange.  

“Uh.”  

It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t exactly arousing either. Why? When Yeo Dohun used his fingers, it was exciting.  

Squish.  

Her hand moved, disappearing between her legs and reappearing. Each time, the sticky fluid stretched in threads around her fingers, and Yeo Dohun watched intently.  

A woman sitting on his lap, spreading her legs and pleasuring herself—with his s*men on her hand.  

“Eunha…”  

Unable to hold back, Yeo Dohun hugged her tightly. When she asked why he was nuzzling her neck, his voice came out low and husky.  

“I’m suffering.”  

“Huh? Why? Didn’t you just finish? Aren’t you okay?”  

“No, it’s hard. Just watching you makes me crazy.”  

His eyes were glazed, pupils unfocused. Seo Eunha recognized that look well.  

‘He looks just like the Yeo Dohun in my fantasies, when he lost control and kept going even when I begged him to stop.’  

“Calm down. Let’s put on a condom first, okay? Good boy.”  

Unlike in her imagination, pregnancy was possible in reality, so protection was a must. She handed him a condom she’d prepared, and he obediently put it on.  

She’d bought the biggest size, and thankfully, it fit.  

“All set, Eunha.”  

He looked ready to thrust in as soon as she gave any sign of permission. Seo Eunha calmly kissed his cheek and soothed him.  

“Just wait a bit. If we rush, I’ll get hurt. You don’t want that, right?”  

“…Yeah.”  

“That’s why I held back until now. Just a little more patience. But if it’s tough, help me loosen up a bit.”  

“How?”  

“Let me borrow your fingers.”  

Seo Eunha brought Yeo Dohun’s fingers to her lips. Unlike her wet fingers, his were dry, so she slowly licked two of them.  

She felt his intense gaze but ignored it, focusing on wetting his fingers thoroughly before putting them in her mouth. His thick fingers pressed her tongue.  

‘I wish these fingers would hurry and be inside me.’  

Oh no. She was getting wetter in anticipation.  

Unable to stay still, she nipped his fingers gently so it wouldn’t hurt, and his gaze grew even deeper. Seo Eunha pulled away.  

“Your fingers are thick and long, so they reach deeper.”  

Grinning, she guided his fingers down and inserted them into her well-lubricated entrance.  

The fullness was on another level compared to her own slender fingers. It was definitely more satisfying.  

“Ha.”  

Letting out a languid breath, Seo Eunha moved her hips subtly, his fingers moving inside her as if they were his member.  

The sensation was different from her fantasies, almost dizzying.  

‘This alone could make me finish.’  

She kept moving her hips with a dreamy look until his large hands gripped her waist, stopping her. Looking up, she saw Yeo Dohun’s dissatisfied expression.  

“I can’t be satisfied with just this.”  

He withdrew his fingers, then pressed the tip of his member to her entrance.  

“……”  

“……”  

Seo Eunha and Yeo Dohun both fell silent.  

They both knew—  

What existed between them now was excitement and strange anticipation. There was no more fear.  

“If it hurts, you have to tell me.”  

“Don’t worry, just put it in.”  

She felt Yeo Dohun slowly open and enter her. Passing the thickest part, the shaft filled her completely.  

Her lower belly felt so full, it was like something might pop out at any moment.  

‘Strange. It’s the same as in my imagination, but also different.’  

She could feel the heated, excited movement inside her, and it was unfamiliar.  

Yeo Dohun looked for permission with his eyes, and Seo Eunha nodded carefully.  

“Ah!”  

As he gripped her waist and moved up and down, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. He, too, was lost in the moment, licking and nibbling her neck.  

“It feels good.”  

“Mmm…! You can go a little harder!”  

“Like this?”  

Thud!  

As soon as Seo Eunha gave permission, Yeo Dohun thrust up hard, as if he’d been waiting.  

“…?”  

Had he not been putting it all in until now? The sudden deeper thrust made her head spin.  

“You, you…! Wasn’t it all in?!”  

“I was afraid I’d hurt you, so I held back.”  

“But in your imagination, you always put it all in at once!”  

“That’s a place for pleasurable s*x, so I didn’t think about getting hurt there.”  

Now that she heard it, it made sense.  

“Here, I can’t risk hurting you… Though I think you’re okay now.”  

Yeo Dohun traced the place where they were joined with his fingers. The sensation made Seo Eunha twist her hips, but he pretended not to notice.  

His fingers slipped in alongside his member.  

“See? If my fingers fit even with me fully inside, you’re loosened up now.”  

“Ugh, ha, stop!”  

“Embarrassed?”  

“You really! Weren’t you embarrassed earlier?!”  

Yeo Dohun kissed her neck, leaving a gentle mark and licking it with a sly grin.  

“I’m still embarrassed.”  

How could anyone tell?  

Why did she suddenly feel tricked by his sly attitude?  

Yeo Dohun withdrew his fingers, now apparently sure he could move freely, and started thrusting roughly.  

Her bouncing chest was embarrassing, but now she felt like she’d been fooled by his innocent act.  

“You did it on purpose, ah! Pretending to be shy, huh?!”  

“I was really embarrassed. And I held back because I didn’t want you to get hurt.”  

His big hands gripped her hips tightly, spreading her thighs as if to push in even deeper, and he smiled.  

“I loved seeing you take the lead. It’s rare.”  

Jerk.  

Seo Eunha cursed him in her heart. How could he enjoy the same things as her?  

He was unlucky, but somehow she didn’t mind. That was the problem.  

“You’re beautiful. Both the you in my imagination and the real you.”  

Now lying on the sofa, lifting one leg, he thrust wildly. He was so forceful, her body kept sliding forward.  

Every thrust brought her closer to climax, making her lose her mind. This, at least, was the same in both reality and fantasy.

Even though Yeo Dohun had already cl*maxed once, it was Seo Eunha who felt more exhausted. She pressed firmly against his chest, pushing him back, as if to signal him to stop, but Yeo Dohun, removing the condom filled with s*men, spoke with a relaxed tone.

“Do you know something, Eunha?”

“…What?”

For some reason, she felt uneasy. Usually, by this point, the one in charge would be satisfied, and the fantasy would end, returning to reality.

Sometimes, they’d go twice in a row, or when Tae Minhyuk was involved, they’d go even more rounds.

“In reality, there’s no stopping in the middle.”

“Hey, you crazy…! I can’t do this anymore, I really can’t… Ah!!”

As he put on a new condom and pushed inside again, Seo Eunha slapped his chest.

He said it was his first time! He said it was his first time in reality!

“This is insane.”

She pushed him away, meaning for him to stop, tears welling in her eyes as she glared at him. He, looking down from above, gently stroked the skin under her reddened eyes.

“If I get excited seeing you cry here too, that’d be a problem.”

“Ye, Yeo Dohun, I want to stop! I’m tired, okay? We can do it again tomorrow.”

“Sure. We’ll do it today and again tomorrow. If you’re tired, should we move to the bed?”

He wants to go to the bed and do it several more times!

She desperately shook her head side to side, and Yeo Dohun laughed. His kiss was lingering. His tongue tangled with hers, pushing her hard and making it hard to breathe, until finally he let go.

Even through all that, Yeo Dohun never pretended to pull out, still holding her close.

“It’s my first time, so you have to teach me more, Eunha.”

What a crazy guy. How did she end up falling for someone like this?

She couldn’t bring herself to curse at Yeo Dohun’s bright smile and ended up losing her energy on the sofa once again.

Of course, that wasn’t the end, and even after moving to the bed, it was only natural that she couldn’t escape Yeo Dohun’s grasp.

As if making up for all those short sessions in her fantasies.

‘I definitely used to be an observer in life.’

How did she become the star of the stage, unable to move at all?

Seo Eunha let out a hollow laugh, but despite everything, she clung tightly to Yeo Dohun’s neck.

Well, as she’d said many times, the biggest problem was that she didn’t actually dislike it.

Seo Eunha quietly smiled.