Secret Seduction A
"Hoho, thank you. Everyone here handles Korea, so isn't it only natural? Hoho."
"Is that so? Haha."
The blonde glamour sitting across from him, her presence already clouding Su-heon's slightly intoxicated gaze, met his eyes directly. "Be careful."
"Pardon?"
"Your lover. You should be careful with her."
"What do you mean?"
"That man is dangerous."
"Excuse me?"
Su-heon's head turned in the direction she indicated with her chin. Yoo-mi was now dancing in James's arms, looking thoroughly delighted. Su-heon turned back to the woman.
"Could you explain that in more detail?"
"Hmm." She twirled her cocktail glass, eyes fixed on James and Yoo-mi. "That man wants your lover."
"Wants her?"
"Yes. He's desiring her."
"How can you tell?"
"From the look in his eyes. The way a man looks when he truly wants a woman."
"..........."
She turned her head toward Su-heon, meeting his gaze. "The same look you're giving me right now. Hoho."
"What kind of look is that?"
"Well, it seems like you're wanting me. Or am I wrong?"
The blonde rose and stepped close, her lips brushing past Su-heon's before whispering against his ear. "Am I wrong?"
The fragrant scent of her body clouded his senses. Su-heon took a step back. "I don't think so. Haha."
She looked up at him with a full smile. "Hoho, you're interesting."
"Would you like another drink?" Su-heon lifted his empty glass.
"No, I'm fine with this. Hoho. See you again, then."
The blonde turned and walked away slowly, her voluptuous figure swaying with each step. "Don't forget my advice. Goodbye."
She glanced back with a wink. Su-heon raised his hand in acknowledgment. Watching her disappear into the crowd, he discreetly adjusted his now-heavy crotch before turning toward the dance floor.
James was whispering something into Yoo-mi's ear while planting light kisses along her neck. Yoo-mi giggled, playfully dodging his lips. 'Lover, huh.'
Su-heon stepped out onto the terrace and lit a cigarette. Yoo-mi, still dancing, looked around for him. Spotting him on the terrace, she smiled softly before turning back to James and saying something.
A moment later, Yoo-mi returned to their table. "Su-heon, bored?"
"Where's James?"
"Over there." Following her finger, Su-heon saw James dancing with the blonde woman he had just spoken to.
"She's attractive, isn't she?"
"Is she?"
"Tch. What did she say to you earlier?"
"Huh? You saw that?"
Yoo-mi pushed the nonchalant Su-heon into the corner of the terrace. "Yoo-mi, what's wrong?"
His back met the solid wall in a blind spot hidden from the party inside. The music faded, the lights didn't reach here. In the shadows, Yoo-mi kissed him. Her usual soft, sweet kiss was now urgent. She pressed her thigh against his crotch, clinging to him. Su-heon cupped her ass and responded to her aggressive tongue.
After a long moment of sucking each other's tongues, their lips slowly parted.
"Yoo-mi, you're awfully forward today."
"Tch. Was I ever not? Hoho."
Yoo-mi whispered against his chest. "Weren't you excited from being in James's arms? Hehe."
"Su-heon, what were you two talking about earlier?"
"Ah, do you know that woman?"
"Yes. She's also an editor-in-chief, same position as James."
"I see."
"What did she say?"
Yoo-mi's upturned gaze was unusually serious. "Hmm, what was it again? She told me to be careful with my lover. Said James is dangerous. Hehe."
Yoo-mi buried her face in his chest again. "Nothing else?"
"Hmm, what else did we talk about?"
"..........."
"Ah, she said the way I was looking at her made it seem like I wanted her. Hehe."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"So what did you say?"
"I said no."
Yoo-mi slowly pulled away and stood facing him, her eyes trembling. "Su-heon, I... want to do it right now."
"Now?"
"Yes, now."
"Here?"
Yoo-mi stared straight at the incredulous Su-heon. "Scared? Afraid someone might see?"
Su-heon pulled her waist in. As his lips approached hers, Yoo-mi tilted her upper body back, dodging playfully. "Su-heon."
"..........."
"Do you want to hold that woman?"
"No."
"Really?"
"I want to hold you, Yoo-mi. Only you."
Yoo-mi's eyes trembled even more. She slowly knelt before him. Her hand freed his cock from his pants. Her red tongue lightly licked the twitching glans before taking him deep into her throat. Su-heon let out a low groan at the hot sensation enveloping him.
"Ah, Yoo-mi... Yoo-mi."
Her head moved faster. The distant music faded completely. Under the bright moonlight, Su-heon looked down at Yoo-mi sucking him, feeling as if he were dreaming. He pulled her up and kissed her. Yoo-mi dodged his lips again with a seductive smile, then turned her back to him.
Slowly, she lifted her red dress. Black silk panties were wedged between her plump cheeks. One hand pulled the panties aside while the other, wet with saliva, stroked his cock. It twitched, glistening in the moonlight. Su-heon lowered his hips, gripping her waist. Yoo-mi bent forward, pushing her ass out. Glancing back at him, she offered herself under the moon.
Su-heon slowly pushed inside. His soaked cock parted her slick pussy and sank deep. Yoo-mi's brows furrowed as he buried himself to the hilt. She leaned back into his embrace. "Su-heon, don't move. Just stay like this."
Whispering over her shoulder, Yoo-mi held his arms wrapped around her and tilted her head. "I'm happy."
Su-heon pressed his lips to her exposed neck. "Ah, Su-heon... I'm really happy right now."
"Yoo-mi."
"Yes?"
"Were you jealous earlier?"
"A little."
"Hehe."
"What about you, Su-heon?"
"Yes?"
"Earlier, when I was dancing with James..."
"I was jealous."
"Really?"
"Yes. When James put his hand here..." Su-heon licked her pale neck again.
"Ah, Su-heon, that tickles."
"I felt a bit jealous then."
"Su-heon, really... Aang, ahng, Su-heon, Su-heon, haang, aang."
The moment he finished speaking, he began slowly rotating his hips. "Su-heon, Su-heon, aang, aang, Su-heon."
Yoo-mi reached back to grab his waist. "Why, Yoo-mi?"
"Don't move. I just want to stay like this."
"Hmm."
Connected, the two gazed at the moon. "The moon is so bright tonight."
"It is. It feels like daytime."
"Moonlight sex, huh. Sounds like a movie title. Kk."
"Tch, is there really such a cheesy title? Hoho."
They whispered together. Then the terrace door opened, voices spilling out. Yoo-mi pressed closer, grinding her hips. Her pussy walls rubbed against his cock. "Hahk."
She quickly covered her mouth. Su-heon draped his jacket over her ass to hide it. They stood like lovers admiring the moon. The people who came out glanced at them briefly before continuing their conversation. The couple stole short kisses when no one was looking.
The group lingered. "Hey, there you are. What are you doing?" James's deep voice called as he approached. The two froze awkwardly.
"What are you two doing here? Haha, you look so affectionate."
"Ah, well, that's..."
James stopped right beside them. Su-heon and Yoo-mi remained locked in their embrace, unable to move. Even the slightest shift would expose Yoo-mi's bare ass. The moonlight, so beautiful moments ago, now felt mercilessly bright.