The First Snow and the Promise of Forever
The sprouts that bloomed fresh in the spring have reached their full, lush peak in summer, only to be crushed under the weight of a fallen leaf. Before long, snow began to pile up on top of them, and in that beautifully blanketed white, the past has settled into a quiet, cherished memory. My monumental thirtieth year is drawing to a close just like that. As is often the case with happy times, they flicker by like a life flashing before one's eyes before death. Truth be told, these "happy times" are quite repetitive.
"Honey, you're here?"
"Phew, sorry. It started snowing suddenly, and the roads got slippery."
It’s become our routine to meet at this cafe near his office. After brushing the snow off my coat and sitting down, we spend the time chatting about the trivial details of our day.
"Yeoeun, you've been wearing that outfit a lot lately, haven't you?"
"Hm?"
Today, I’m wearing wide-leg black corduroy pants with a loose shirt tucked in slightly. It’s not because it’s particularly stylish, but because the weather has turned cold and it’s comfortable.
"I bought it online recently, but... wait, are you keeping count of my outfits now?"
"It looks good on you, doesn't it? It... really suits you, Yeoeun."
He blurts out a compliment. He still wears that face he had at the very beginning of our relationship, smiling sheepishly. It was so obvious.
"Heh~ You don't mean you're relieved because there's less skin showing?"
"...!! No, no, that’s not it at all! I just think you look great in pants. I-I’m not that narrow-minded of a person, you know?!"
I teased him a little, but honestly, I love this reaction. Watching him scramble is just so amusing. To be fair, I’m secretly enjoying this kind of wardrobe control, too. I love the possessiveness he shows when he glances around to see if anyone is looking if I wear something revealing, or when he wraps his arm around me to signal that I’m *his*. And yet, he’s careful to adjust his tempo so he doesn't push too hard and make me hate him. He really is so transparent, my fun little man. ♡
"You know, even if you score points like this every day, I don't have anything to give you."
"...I get my reward every time we meet, so what could I possibly be missing?"
"Hmm~ Is that so?"
He’s become so accustomed to my style that he now fires back with shameless, sexual banter.
"So, do you want to go get your reward?"
At that, he turns his head leisurely to look at the falling snow outside. Seungwoo, my darling, is greedy for our nights together, but he seems to want to savor this atmosphere, too. He suggests, "That sounds good, but... the streets looked so pretty on my way here. Do you want to walk a bit?"
"Yes. ♥"
I reach out my hand, and he grabs it immediately. Just as he suggested, we walked through the streets of Seoul, where Christmas carols were already ringing out and the winter air was buzzing with excitement.
"Ah, ah... ♥ Good, that's good... Yes, hold me tighter... ♥"
Creak, creak, creak, creak... And then, we returned home for sex... ♥ The bodies of a man and a woman entwined, thick and wet. It wasn't the frantic, desperate sex of our early days where we would pounce on each other. We entered the bedroom, slowly shedding our clothes, engaging in sex that matched our own rhythm and harmony. It’s been over half a year, closer to a full year, of this. Even so, my darling never spares his passion or his effort.
"Haa... your pussy is delicious. Your walls are tighter today, Yeoeun, I love it..."
'Mmm... his technique is getting better along with his dirty talk... ♡'
He always follows the order. He licks and probes my spot to pleasure me, then slides his member inside. Even after he’s in, he licks my legs until they’re worn out, heating up the mood even further.
"Alright, then."
"Nng!? Ah, ahhh... not there, you can't go there... ♥"
Pressing down—pressing down hard. ♥ He strikes my weakness perfectly. With his member thrusting upward, he presses firmly against my lower abdomen while rubbing his glans against my spot... ♥ He pushes down gently to make me feel the sensation of my spot even more intensely. Every time he grinds against it with his massive size, I tremble with a dull ache. Along with the heavy, full feeling inside me, the fact that he keeps stimulating my weak point while my legs are spread wide makes me clench around him uncontrollably.
The reason our sex is so good every day is certainly because he’s well-endowed. But behind that, there was Seungwoo’s hidden effort.
"Phew... alright, Yeoeun, service time."
"Ah, ah ♥ Do it, hit me harder, bang, bang... ♥ Harder, harder— Hnnnnng! Hoooooo...!!!"
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Once he starts, he makes sure to see it through to the end. He sticks to me, working hard to make sure I reach my peak. He thrusts like a drill until my thighs are trembling. With that wicked, monstrous thing of his, he’s made it so that other men don't even register as a blip on my radar anymore. ♥
'How do I even endure this...!?'
My darling, who even targets my pussy with such diligence. Because of this top-tier service that I receive just by lying there—
"Hnn- I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm commmmming ♥ Hnnnng- Haaaaaah ♥"
When I came, I wrapped my legs around his waist. To make it easier for me to reach the end, I gripped his shoulders—the shoulders of the boyfriend who was covering me like a safety bar on a roller coaster—and let go. And then, brrrrrrr, brrr, brrr ♥
'Ah, ah...'
He seemed relieved by my reaction, and then he let it all out—the hot, thick release of his seed.
'Haa, haa... you're still so energetic today, even now. ♡'
At some point, I completely forgot about it—we stopped using contraception. We went back and forth between using it and not, but now, if the mood is right, we skip it entirely.
'Yeah... was the first time when we went to the mountain villa?'
I remember it was because he was too lazy to bring a condom, and we had raw sex by the valley stream. Contraception was the one thing I had always forced on men with my life on the line. But with Seungwoo, I gave in too early and too easily. It was as if I had been waiting for it; my defenses crumbled so easily.
'If I interpret the meaning behind that... am I instinctively wanting to have his child?'
Even so, that’s too heavy to say out loud. I’m too embarrassed, so I keep this thought to myself.
Soon, the pleasant first half ended, and we looked at each other’s naked bodies, playing around a bit. I looked at his member, which had gone limp, and whispered as if interviewing him.
"Seungwoo, your cock is all limp. Is this really the size when it's not erect?"
"..."
Poke, poke.
"Really... isn't this size a bit inconsiderate to women? If I get toyed with by something like this, how could I ever meet another man?"
"...You were enjoying it so much just a moment ago."
"Heh heh~ ♥"
I laugh and fondle him more. I even massage his balls to make him feel good.
"You know, if you keep touching it like that, you're going to get punished right away."
"Hm? But I like being punished."
As I stroke his cock like I'm jerking him off, I add a little aegyo, "Yeoeun wants to be spanked from behind with your club right now. ♥"
At my dirty talk, his cock twitched, reacting like a living eel.
"Huhu, it seems this guy wants to, too?"
"...Ahem!"
Really, a man’s parts are amazing. It’s not just physical stimulation; the moment he gets that kind of feeling, it reacts immediately, squirming like a different creature. But we didn't move straight to the second round. He must be tired from putting in so much effort, so this time, I wanted to serve him.
"Honey, do you want to have some milk and get your strength back?"
"...!"
As I push my breasts together—something he loves to death—his eyes widen immediately. I present them to him like a royal feast, and Seungwoo grabs them instantly. Squeeze. ♥
"... ♥"
He kneads them as if he’s really trying to milk them, then swallows them into his mouth. As if marking his territory, he takes them greedily, dirtying them with his saliva. He acts just like a baby.
'Really... you're even cute, so there's no hope for me. ♥'
Coming this far, even the tedious need for proof was gone. This Joo Yeoeun, I don't want anyone but Son Seungwoo. I feel like if it’s not this man, I don't want to date or do anything else ever again. I thought the past, where I only took the fun parts of dating, was better, but that’s not true at all. Back then, I was just a coward, testing the waters and pulling back, but now, I want to escape that tiresome cycle forever.
'Hmm... then do we need the next step?'
I think to myself while letting him suckle on my breasts. But after thinking about it, the next step wasn't one I could open myself. Or, to be precise, I *could* do it, but I don't want to. If it were the old me, I would have hated the idea of "men and women having separate roles" and argued about why we need to distinguish them, but with this man, I’m greedy.
'I want to be formally proposed to... ♥'
I want to hear it directly from those lips, with him on his knees. A confession that he wants to live with me. A confession filled with selfish stickiness and desperation, saying that he doesn't want anyone in the world but me.
'Hehe, I’m changing after all.'
To think I’d ever end up having thoughts like this. But instead of lamenting the transience of time, I feel a warmth in my heart. I just met my destiny after a long, long time. I was lucky enough to have a treasure fall into my arms.
'Hmm~ Then should I give him a signal?'
"Honey."
"Sluuuurp, slurp... Yes?"
He lifts his head, which was busy sucking on my breasts. Looking down at him, covered in my saliva, I just throw it out there.
"I want a ring. ♥"
"Uh, a ri— Pffft, haaak!?"
His reactions never disappoint. As I demand it like a bandit, he can't hide his bewilderment.
"A, a ring?"
"Yes."
"Round, and you wear it on your hand?"
"Yes."
"Between a man and a woman... a ring with a special meaning?"
"Yes, exactly that."
I smile and affirm it. I make sure to draw a clear line that this isn't some ambiguous request.
"..."
"♥"
By now, he should know exactly what kind of signal this is. I’ve made it clear that I want to go to the next stage, and since we know every mole on each other's naked bodies, I don't see the need to drag this out. For a definitive finish, I kiss him on the cheek and whisper.
'Honey, I’ll be looking forward to it. ♥'
Chu ♥
I really am looking forward to it. I wonder how this gentle, golden retriever of a man will propose to me.
"Oh my, your cock suddenly went limp?"
"..."
Perhaps his mind is complicated; it had been standing tall, but it went limp in an instant. It really is true. There was an even more fun part left after the dating phase. A much sweeter part. ♡