Chapter 73: Yu-wol (Illustration Warning)
Chapter 73: Yu-wol (Illustration Warning)
#
Sunlight flooded the apartment.
Ga-yeong's fair skin gleamed in the sunlight pouring through the living-room window.
Despite the bold strides that had carried her toward me, her flushed face betrayed her embarrassment.
"Mister..."
"..."
Wearing nothing but white underwear, she nervously twirled a lock of hair around one finger.
At some point, she had let her long black hair fall loose.
Her dark eyes glimmered beneath it.
The contrast made her skin appear even paler.
"My clothes got soaked... and, Mister..."
"...?"
Her embarrassment abruptly vanished. Ga-yeong parted her lips with a provocative expression.
I met her gaze, waiting to hear what she wanted to say.
"Am I... not attractive to you? Because I'm too skinny, or..."
It was time to make my position unmistakably clear.
I drew Ga-yeong into my arms.
Snug.
Her slender body fit neatly against me.
She was so petite that the crown of her head barely reached my chest.
Her small, youthful appearance had led me to treat her like a child, but she was unquestionably an adult.
Now she was approaching me as a woman and openly asking for my answer.
"You're beautiful. Why wouldn't I be attracted to you?"
"Sniff..."
That single answer made her burst into tears again.
She'd cried far too much today.
"I was terrified that I'd wake up one morning and you'd be gone, Mister..."
"What? Why would you think that?"
"At first, you and Seon-yeong... sob... kept saying you had to leave... sniff."
She mumbled through her tears.
As though she'd been nursing these grievances for a long time, she poured out everything she had felt.
"Sniff... You made me call you Mister... hic... and kept drawing a line between us... whimper..."
"That hurt you badly, didn't it? I'm sorry. Please stop crying now."
"And you two were always flirting with each other..."
Her voice gradually faded as she began to calm down.
Had she finally said everything?
The front of my shirt was damp with her tears.
"Mister...? You're not angry, are you?"
Ga-yeong cautiously raised her face toward mine.
Her tear-reddened eyes opened wide as she searched my expression.
Without realizing it, I lowered my head toward those red-rimmed eyes.
Kiss, kiss.
Soon our lips were pressed together in a wet, clumsy kiss.
So tear-streaked faces were apparently one of my weaknesses.
"Shlup... haah... mmph."
Ga-yeong fumbled with my clothes, trying to undress me.
Standing on tiptoe with her eyes squeezed shut, she struggled awkwardly.
I broke the kiss long enough to strip off my clothes, only to laugh when I saw how red her face had become.
"Wh-what? Why are you suddenly laughing?"
"Because you're cute."
My laughter threatened to dissolve the heated atmosphere.
I couldn't allow that after we'd come this far.
I quickly stripped to my underwear and pulled Ga-yeong back into my arms.
"Eek..."
She inhaled sharply at the unfamiliar contact of bare skin, resembling a tiny animal caught in a trap.
Kiss, slurp, shlrrp.
Still kissing her, I lifted her into my arms and sat on the sofa.
Ga-yeong carefully settled astride my lap.
Our breathing grew ragged while our hands explored each other's bodies.
Click.
I unhooked her bra and cupped one breast.
They were small, but their high, rounded shape was beautiful.
A pale-pink nipple stood erect, insistently announcing its presence.
"My breasts... They're too small, aren't they...?"
"No. They're beautiful."
It felt crude to compare them, but they were certainly smaller than Seon-yeong's.
Seon-yeong's breasts were large and soft; Ga-yeong's were small but firm and resilient.
Even her small areolae were a lovely color.
Suck, suck, lick.
"Nnng... eee... hehehe, that tickles."
My hands stayed busy, fondling her breasts while tracing the curve of her waist.
She squirmed and complained that it tickled when I licked her nipple.
Yet she didn't retreat. She obediently arched her chest and accepted everything I did.
Ga-yeong only occasionally stroked my shoulders and arms with uncertain hands.
Despite how boldly she'd approached and propositioned me, she remained remarkably passive.
Lift. Plop.
I rose from our face-to-face position and carefully laid Ga-yeong on the sofa.
I covered her body with mine and resumed kissing her.
Her small, lean frame lacked the soft warmth I felt while holding Seon-yeong.
Her delicate build seemed as though it might break if I used too much strength, making every movement more cautious.
"Mmm... eee, hehehe."
I kissed the nape of her neck and slowly worked my way downward.
Her excited breaths mingled with tiny, ticklish shivers.
"Lift your hips for me."
I raised my upper body and looked down at her.
Her long black hair spread across the sofa, and her ribs showed beneath her rapidly rising chest.
Embarrassed by my gaze, she covered her breasts with both hands while raising her hips.
I finally removed her white panties, revealing a patch of untrimmed pubic hair.
The neat dark patch and the pronounced width of her hips, even on such a small frame, reminded me again that she was a grown woman.
"Mister... please be gentle."
I desperately wanted to ask whether this was her first time, but swallowed the question.
Her awkward hands and uncertain movements made the answer obvious, and I did not want a pointless question to spoil the moment.
Without speaking, I tossed her panties aside and lowered myself over her again.
"Mmm, mmm... mmph!"
I slid one hand between her legs and caressed her.
Slick arousal coated my fingers.
Although she was already thoroughly aroused, I continued rubbing and gently massaging the surrounding flesh.
I didn't penetrate her with my fingers, instead circling her outer lips and clitoris.
"I-I'll do it for you too..."
Twitch.
"Eek. It's hotter than I expected."
She cautiously grasped my shaft, but recoiled with a small start when it twitched in her hand.
Curiosity soon overcame her surprise. She raised her head to examine it and began stroking it gently.
We touched each other while joining our lips again and sharing the heat of our bodies.
The occasional breeze cooled the beads of sweat forming in the warm apartment.
"Don't tense up. Relax your body. I'll be gentle."
"Okay... I'm all right."
It was broad daylight, bright enough to reveal every fine hair on our bodies.
The open window allowed an occasional breeze into the half-exposed room.
Instead of a comfortable bed, we had only a narrow sofa in a stranger's apartment.
These were hardly ideal circumstances for a first experience, but Ga-yeong was too aroused to care.
She simply offered herself and followed my movements.
Slick, slick, squish.
I spread the fluid leaking from Ga-yeong over the head of my cock.
Pressing lightly against her, I rubbed our sexes together.
I eased the head forward a little, withdrew, and repeated the motion.
"Ah... ah... mmph."
After cautiously testing her response, I began pressing slowly inside.
Soon the head of my cock disappeared within her.
I lowered my upper body, bracing my arms against the sofa on either side of Ga-yeong.
"Haaah... Mister. Come inside me. I'm okay."
"All right. Breathe and relax. In... out... Try it."
"Okay. Mmm. Phooo... mmm. Phooo—eep!"
Tear.
The instant Ga-yeong exhaled, I abruptly thrust my hips forward.
Perhaps it was my imagination, but I felt as though I had torn through something.
I couldn't tell whether anything had actually torn.
More urgently, the sensation surrounding my cock sent my excitement surging.
Ga-yeong clenched fiercely around me as I sank deep enough for our pelvises to nearly meet.
She was searingly hot, as if I'd plunged into boiling lava, and her inner walls moved tightly around me from every direction.
"Hiiiing... sniff... Why did you do that so suddenly...? You told me to breathe..."
"I'm sorry. Did that hurt badly?"
"Yes... but I'm okay."
While we spoke in hushed voices, I drew my hips back slightly.
Then I began moving slowly in and out.
"Hahk... sniff... ah ah."
Her eyebrows drew together in pain.
Tears glistened at the corners of her long eyes.
"Hrrk... Mister. I belong to you now too, right?"
"What? What are you talking about?"
"You aren't going to leave me, are you?"
Her tearful expression cooled some of my heightened excitement.
But my rejuvenated body remained rigid, urging me to continue.
"Why would I leave you?"
"Nngg... I was afraid you might suddenly abandon us... You even started training us... haang..."
I gradually increased the pace of my thrusts.
Moans of pleasure began mixing with her pain.
Our conversation continued even then, finally revealing the anxiety Ga-yeong had kept buried.
"I'm yours now too. You can't throw me away... If you leave too, Mister... sniff..."
Haaah...
She was already tight, and the force with which she clenched around me rapidly pushed me toward climax.
"You were precious to me long before we had sex. Don't ever think otherwise."
"Sniff... Okay. Haaang... Harder. Please, harder... and hold me."
As we talked, I felt her body gradually relax.
Her previously uncertain hands now stroked my ears and cheeks, while the legs that had flailed aimlessly wrapped around my waist.
Thwack, thwack, thwack-thwack.
Our bodies slapped loudly together with each powerful thrust.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh, haaang. I-it feels... good. Eeeek, nngg... Mister, I really like you. I love you."
"Hup. I like you very much too, Ga-yeong."
"Heurgeugeuk, hahk! Haah..."
Spurt, spurt.
I hastily pulled out and ejaculated across Ga-yeong's stomach.
Thick semen pooled in the hollow of her navel and ran slowly down her sides.
A little blood stained the head of my cock.
Love, though, was something I didn't yet understand.
I'd taken her virginity, but the words “I love you” wouldn't come.
Ga-yeong was certainly cute and lovable, yet what I felt seemed closer to possessiveness.
"Mister... Heehee. That really was my first time. I was okay, wasn't I?"
"You felt incredible. What did you think of it?"
"It hurt a little, but it still felt wonderful. I loved being held, and now I feel a little safer..."
"I told you I wasn't going to vanish without warning. What made you so anxious?"
"Because you still have to fulfill your friend's request."
"I made that promise when I had no one I needed to protect. Ga-yeong."
"Yes?"
I took out wet wipes and roughly cleaned the semen from her stomach.
Then I helped her sit up so we faced each other.
Apparently too self-conscious to meet my eyes at such close range, she wriggled against my chest. It was adorable.
"Let me tell you this one more time."
What had made her so deeply insecure?
Had my own words and actions caused it?
"You have been precious to me for a long time. Nothing would have changed even if we had never done this. At first, I barely knew you and intended to impose on your hospitality for only one night, so I kept my distance. I don't want you to feel insecure anymore."
"Okay... I understand. But I only did this because I started liking you so, so much. Don't misunderstand me!"
"I'm grateful that you like me, Ga-yeong. Please keep taking care of me from now on."
"Okay, hehehe. I'm so happy things turned out this way. The more I look at you, the more handsome your face seems. And your body is amazing!"
"Hahaha. Where did that come from?"
"I was too embarrassed to say it before... but now I can. Honestly, you look much too young for me to call you Mister, but it feels like my own private pet name for you, so I like it."
We remained naked in each other's arms and talked.
Already naturally talkative, she now seemed to have countless bottled-up thoughts and chattered without pause.
We should have been clearing the apartment, but I didn't interrupt. I listened until she had said everything.
Ga-yeong had needed this time as much as I had.
Now, what was I supposed to tell Seon-yeong...?
I'd gone out to work and ended up doing something entirely different...
I had no idea.
They said forgiveness was easier to obtain than permission. Somehow, things would work out... right?
I believed in you, future me.