18.5 The Taming of the Shrew
Smooch... slurp... smack.
"Hah... haa... chng."
They resumed their kiss, slow and lingering. A thin thread of clear saliva stretched between them like a spider's silk.
"Dina, you really love kissing, huh."
"Of course. It's an act that conveys the feeling of love, after all."
"...Yeah, fair enough."
Ian nodded in agreement. Truth be told, he adored kissing his lovers too. The warmth of lips meeting. The softness of tongues intertwining. And the tender emotions that came with it all. Kissing someone you loved was impossible to hate.
No wonder even parents, overwhelmed by love for their child and unable to express it in words, resort to pressing their lips to the little one's forehead.
Still, actions alone weren't enough—words mattered too.
Dina glanced away shyly, peeking at him from the corner of her eye before mumbling, "Yeonja, there's something I want to hear from you. Would you say it?"
"Something you want to hear?"
"Mm, well..."
Dina's sudden request caught him off guard, but her flushed cheeks and averted gaze gave it away instantly. She wanted him to say it properly—with words.
It was embarrassing, sure, but not something he couldn't do. Especially since he'd need to say it more often from now on.
"...I love you, Dina."
He scratched his itchy cheek but held her gaze without flinching.
"Hee, hee hee. What delightful words."
Dina beamed and pulled him into a tight embrace. Even without using mana, his body yielded easily to her pull. She whispered low into his ear in response.
"I love you too, Yeonja."
At that moment, the pressure against his firm lower abdomen intensified, something firm pressing down hard.
"Hnggh..."
Pant—pant—.
The monstrous thing reared up as she shifted, lifting her head. Ian's massive, thick, dark-red weapon of flesh. His cock.
Ian lightly hugged her shoulders in return and asked, "Dina, you feel that? My cock's rock hard. Because of what you just said."
"Hee hee hee... You're saying such nice things again."
With a bright laugh, she watched as Ian slowly rose. Her pussy, which had dried somewhat after their shower, was slick again from the renewed kisses. Love juices flowed copiously.
Squelch—squelch—.
"Haat, hnght... Mm. Yeonja's cock is so hot..."
She grasped his shaft, rubbing the glans against her dripping entrance, coating it in her fluids. The soft labia majora. Her inner lips twisted around the head.
Squelch—.
"Feels good for me too."
Ian replied inwardly: This shouldn't hurt too bad now...
His cock was huge to begin with. Memories of his clumsy first time with Cheong-ah flashed by.
Back then, I was exhausted from days without rest, drunk on top of that, and had zero experience. It was a total mess.
He even remembered her crying in pain. That was the first—and last—time he'd seen Cheong-ah bawl like a child.
...Well, she cries a lot during sex, but that's from pleasure, endless orgasms. Different thing.
Afterward, as husband and wife, they'd improved a ton. Now he was confident in bed—like a total stud, a sex machine, the kind of guy who deserved the "pillar husband" label.
Still, he sometimes felt guilty thinking back on it. Cheong-ah insisted it was fine, but their precious first time had started off so ruined. He should've been gentler.
Bella was the exception, of course.
She's a total perv deep down.
Their first time was rough, crude, almost violent. And she'd loved every second.
Anyway, he wanted Dina's first time to be one of ecstatic pleasure, happy panting. That meant proceeding with care. Even in her adult form, she was much smaller than Bella—smaller than Cheong-ah, too. Sure, her curves were generous, hips wide like a grown woman's. But he worried if her body could take his full length.
It was just that big...
"Dina, I'm gonna put it in now."
"Mm, Yeonja... Put it in."
Ian leaned forward slowly.
Schluuuurp...
A hole that had barely taken a finger. A tiny virgin pussy that had never known intrusion yawned open around the invading glans, pressing against the thin hymen blocking the way.
Squeeelch...
"Nng, ngh..."
A pained groan escaped her. Ian paused.
"Dina, does it hurt?"
"I-it's fine."
"Dina, maybe we should..."
He was about to suggest going slower, letting her adjust.
But Dina felt a flush of embarrassment—deep embarrassment, really. I'm supposed to be so much older...
Being treated like this stung her pride. Age shouldn't matter between lovers, she knew that. But still.
To steel herself and act bold, she declared, "I said I'm fine, didn't I? Yeonja, I... I want your love right now. Pain's nothing new to me—don't worry. Back-alley mutt, remember?"
Memories from her earliest days, etched in her mind: starting life in the slums.
"So don't fret. Just shove your cock into this mutt's pussy. I can take it."
"Dina..."
His warm gaze met hers. He nodded, understanding, then said, "Pussy and cock aren't kid words."
"...Huh?"
"Repeat after me."
Gruuuuunt—The glans stretched her entrance wider, burrowing deeper. She'd made up her mind, so Ian wouldn't hesitate.
"A woman's here is called a pussy."
Hesitating would insult her, toss her love in the dirt.
"Hngghruk...! P-pu, puss... y, right?!"
"Yeah. Pussy. And the thing making Dina's pussy hurt isn't a 'cock'—"
Riiippp...!!
Flesh tearing. A faint trickle of blood seeped from her pussy lips down to her perineum.
"—it's a dick."
A strange fluid, different from her arousal, coated his shaft. Proof of her virginity. Her purity.
The tight pussy gaped wide. The pain of penetration seared like bone-deep agony.
"Haahngh...!"
Like the old wound from a blade. Her lower belly burned hot, her pussy entrance throbbing.
Yet the pain faded into joy, overwhelming happiness.
"Y-Yeonja... D-did it... come in? Am I... hnght, your woman now...?"
"Yeah, it's in. My dick's in Dina's pussy."
She smiled through happy tears at his nod and words. Immense pressure squeezed him. Her small frame meant her channel wasn't spacious.
"D-dick... hak. Yeonja's... hnght, dick... inside me. Hic."
Not all of it, though—just the head so far. She didn't realize, and he saw no need to say.
He simply hugged her trembling, pained body tight. Her ample breasts squished softly against his firm chest.
"Hnght... Yeonja."
"Not Yeonja."
"...Mm?"
"Ian."
"...Huh?"
"Call me by name. Right now."
He didn't demand it forever. 'Yeonja' was special, like Cheong-ah's 'hubby' or Bella's 'husband'—unique to her. But just now, he craved his name on her lips.
"Ah... Right, got it. Yeonja... no, Ian."
"Good, I like that."
He hugged her tighter, positioning his hips between her legs.
"Gonna thrust it all in at once. Hurts less that way."
"Underst... haa, stood. I think that's best too."
Her hips lifted. In one swift motion, his cock plunged deep, piercing her core.
Schluuuuunk...!
"Hngyaaaaah...?!"
A shrill cry burst out. The blunt invader burrowing through her flesh made her eyes bulge. Her pupils contracted, body shuddering. Nails dug into his back. As she bit her lip against the pain, Ian yanked her head to his shoulder.
"Bite here, not your lip."
His way of caring. Her mouth gaped naturally, clamping down hard on his shoulder.
"Aang. Nnght... mmph."
His cock shoved her cervix up, bulging her slim belly in its shape. Not fully sheathed—her body couldn't take all 18cm yet; maybe 10cm more to go.
"Hngh, hmph, nngh..."
Pain, pain, nothing but pain. She'd thought herself numb to it, but today hurt worst.
Ian soothed her, stroking her back like he understood.
"It's okay. You did great."
"Uu..."
Until the pain ebbed. For a long while, Dina sobbed softly in his arms, feeling his hand pat and stroke her back.