Acting Spoiled
"Ahk—hah—ngh—M-Master... Master..."
"Feel good?"
"...Too—too good... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... haah, hup..."
"A slave doesn't get to come all by herself like that, does she?"
"...I'm sorry, I'm sor—ahk?!"
"Looks like you really need to be punished today."
I shot a hand out and seized a fistful of Ju Hayeong's hair. The motion was rough, but the grip itself stayed as gentle as I could make it. Her soft hair filled my palm and gave back a pleasant weight. When I slowly lifted that handful, she caught on to what I wanted. Bracing against the table, she bent at the waist and quietly tipped her head back. The posture was stiff; her lower back might ache later. Still, drunk on pleasure as she was, a little discomfort wasn't going to matter.
"Haaak! Hah—ahk—M-Master, Master, I'm coming, I'm com—haaugh!"
"Stay still."
"Ahk! Ngh! Master! Master! Hah—haah—ahh! Hup—khh!"
My cock began to drive without mercy between Ju Hayeong's generous hips. Every time I drew back, her pink flesh clung and followed as if it refused to let go, and I swallowed hard at the sight. Ever since I'd grown, the inside of her felt so good I could almost fool myself into thinking I'd turned into a man who finished too fast. It was enough to drive me mad.
"Khh—! Master! It's so—so good! Good! Ahaak—hah—haaugh! Hup—khhh!"
Whether my cock was too much for her or not, Ju Hayeong dragged in breaths and spilled moans that sounded like distress. And yet that only seemed to spur her further. Her insides began to wring me like a violent storm.
"M-Master! I—I—ahk, ahh, hup, ngh, khhhh!"
"Coming again?"
"Yes, yes! On Master's cock! I—I'm coming! I'm coming!"
The word cock clenched my lower abdomen before I knew it, and in that same instant Ju Hayeong's whole body began to lock rigid. So this was how I was going to be done in. I'd been saving that vulgar word for a moment when it would actually matter. She was telling me with her entire body that she meant to climb into orgasm, and it seemed right to simply meet her there and finish. I didn't regret it in the least. We could always do it again.
"I'm close too."
"Yes, yes! Master! Ahaak—i-inside me! Inside! Hnnn—khh!"
"You want to get pregnant that badly?"
"Yes! I want Master's baby! I want to have it! Ahaak! Hup—khhh! I'll have it!"
"All right. But not today."
"Please, please! Ngh—ahk—khhh—no, not yet, not yet! Together—I want to come together with Master!"
As she groped in a panic and reached for the table, I caught her arm in one motion with my left. She'd nearly struck the corner of the table right beside us, so I'd stopped her on instinct—but this position wasn't bad either. In that instant her body lifted higher and the angle changed, and the shock of it was fatal for both of us.
"Khhhh—!"
"Ngh."
And then, much as I hated it, I pulled out. My cock had been all but declaring that it meant to empty everything inside her, and I drew it free anyway. A stream burst from between Ju Hayeong's legs and soaked the jeans, and I took that lush ass of hers for a target and spilled my climax across it.
"Ahh... haah... ahhhn..."
An astonishing amount of semen dirtied Ju Hayeong's ass. I watched it run down through the valley of her, then lifted my eyes. She hadn't come back to herself; her gaze had lost its focus and was fixed somewhere off in the cafe. I looked at her with quiet satisfaction and whispered.
"Ahh... honey... haaah..."
The moment she heard me, tears spilled from Ju Hayeong's eyes. Not pain, and not suffering. One look at her face was enough to know they were tears of being moved—satisfaction and happiness overflowing. I quietly wiped them away and whispered.
"Did that feel good?"
"...So good. Too good... I'm sorry... I can't get up. Just a moment..."
"Does your back hurt?"
"...Yeah... It feels like my back gave out. Haah... ahh..."
At my whisper she moaned again and shivered, a fine tremor running through her. Whether it was the thrill of a public place—the cafe, not the office—or everything we'd done in the middle of play, my own excitement had climbed far too fast. I could have held out if I'd wanted to. There just wasn't any reason to anymore. I would have endured if she hadn't come yet. Feeling the Special Internal Energy that had risen nearly to my collarbones ebb away, as if it regretted the loss, I pulled tissues from the table beside us.
"Ah... hnn..."
"I'll do it."
"Sorry... I'm sorry... Hnn. Is it—is it this good every single time...?"
"Does it feel better from behind?"
"...Just—the moment you come in... it feels like my head is melting..."
"It looked that way. Your hair doesn't hurt?"
"...No... You held it gently..."
"Did you like that?"
"Yeah... so much... It felt like I was being pulled by force..."
"That's a relief. I liked it too."
Men raping women had to be a minority, of course, but such things surely existed in this world as well. I wanted to ask whether she had a fantasy on that side of things, though the odds were probably against it. More likely it was only that we hadn't played in several days.
"...I want you to hold me..."
"Wait just a moment."
Even the coaxing, the little spoiled sweetness in her youthful voice, made me huff a quiet laugh, and I dragged the moment out under the pretense of cleaning the semen away. It might do her some good. Once I'd wiped about half of it off, Ju Hayeong shook her hips as if she were pleased. It reminded me of Toto wagging after he'd done his business, asking to be cleaned up, and I laughed and gave that ass a soft smack.
"Ahh..."
"At this rate you'll be asking me to take you on walks like Toto."
"...R-really...?"
"Oh? You're interested?"
"...Yeah..."
"How far? The neighborhood? A park?"
"Th-that's a little scary..."
"Then at home, or in the garden?"
"...I'd like that..."
So that was what she'd meant, back when she talked about putting the garden to use. Well, not only that. It was safe for a little exposure, too, so maybe I'd mix the two. I smiled and leaned in to whisper at Ju Hayeong's ear, stroking her ass as I did.
"Then later, let's go walking with Toto. My Hayeong."
"...Ah..."
I had no intention of taking it too far, of course. The farthest we'd go was the garden on the house grounds. Her knees could get hurt besides, so simply setting the mood indoors would be more than enough. At my words she moaned, and when the tears came again I quietly stole them away and whispered.
"What are you crying for."
"...I don't know. You called me your Hayeong, and it just... came out..."
"Of course it did. If I'm going to tell you you're mine like that, then of course you're my Hayeong."
"...Honey..."
She looked up at me on the verge of tears, and yet her face was nothing but bliss. I stroked that cute cheek, kissed her, and gave her ass one more light smack.
"Haah..."
"All clean. It'll still smell, though..."
"...Once I feel a little better, I'll go to the bathroom and tidy up..."
"Come here."
"...Okay..."
I pulled my pants up, sat on the long bench against the wall, and called her over. Ju Hayeong got to her feet with an effort and leaned into me without even thinking of pulling her own pants up. When I idly fondled her breasts, she nestled deeper into my arms as if it felt good.
"Hnn... You like my breasts that much...?"
"Yes. Far too much."
"...Feels good... Touch them more... They're yours, after all..."
"I was going to touch them even if you didn't say that."
"Ahk..."
"Why didn't you tell me."
As I stroked her breasts gently she moaned and twisted, but this much was closer to aftercare than anything else. At my words she lifted her head and looked at me through a hazy gaze.
"Wh-which thing...? Hnn..."
"I had no idea it had built up like this."
"...Ah..."
"You said you could bear it. You couldn't, not at all."
"...N-no. I really could bear it..."
"And yet after barely three times you were about to come just from how it felt?"
"Th-that's not it... It's just that I like you too much..."
I nearly sighed. Why were they all like this? I couldn't understand why people who were already kind and gentle tried so hard to endure. It would have been fine if they simply asked, the way Bae Jihyun did—and Bae Jihyun wasn't even the type to be that blatant.
"It's true... but..."
"Yes."
"It's just... after you held me... the urge seems to have gotten a little worse..."
"...Is it very hard on you?"
"N-no. Still, I have to endure. You have to see the others, too... I can hold out. I've been so happy lately. Really..."
It might have been the backlash of all the patience she'd endured until now. Then again, it was also true that I'd been spending far too long with Rahi lately. Maybe I ought to at least offer.
"Then would it be all right if I came by at night?"
"...Really?"
She looked up at me with round eyes, her face suddenly full of hope, and I smiled gently and kissed her.
"Ah..."
"I'll call before I come. But play every single time would be a bit much. If just sharing a bed is all right."
"...Honey..."
I met the gaze she turned up at me. I was starting to want another round myself. Maybe I should just do it. A car was nothing. I could go put a deposit down whenever I liked.
"...Want to go one more time?"
She looked up with those round eyes again, so cute that I huffed a laugh, and I was just about to squeeze her breast harder when—
A knock sounded at the door.
"Delivery."
Ju Hayeong and I both jumped at once. We looked at each other, and then, neither of us first, we burst out laughing and quietly got to our feet.
"...B-but, honey... are you all right...?"
"Hm?"
"...D-doing it for me twice... Even a Multimale will hurt his body..."
Rahi had worried about the same thing. Hearing Ju Hayeong say it too, I almost wondered whether there was some saying that a man ruined his health if he went back to back. I didn't particularly feel like asking.
"Then you just have to cook me something delicious, Hayeong."
"...N-next time I'll really make it delicious..."
"Breakfast that morning was really good, too. That's enough."
"Something like that, I can make for you anytime..."
"Then even better."
"Aht... mmph..."
I stroked her breast and kissed her again, and Ju Hayeong leaned into me and stroked my head in return. Under that gentle hand I caressed the warm weight of her filling my arms, and whispered once more.
"And it isn't something I'm doing for you."
"...Ahh..."
"We're doing it together. I like your body far too much, too."
"...Sniff. Honey..."
"Crying again. Stop that. People will think I'm the one making you cry."
"What am I supposed to do when it feels too, too good..."
When I wiped her tears with my lips, the face looking up at me in a daze crumbled once more into pleasure. The honest expression she wore under my hand as I squeezed her breast was, as always, a joy to look at.
"...Ahh... Too good... Your touch is too kind..."
"A chest this pretty—I'd hate to handle it roughly."
"...Grope them all you want. Hard... even hard is okay..."
"No. They're too precious for that."
"...Sniff. Kiss me again..."
"You're really spoiled today, aren't you?"
"What am I supposed to do when you're this good to me..."
I enjoyed the afterglow with Ju Hayeong nestling quietly against me, but it was about time to get up. If only for the meal cooling outside the cafe door, today had to end here.
...What a shame.
Maybe it was because I'd been pulling out time after time lately, but I was starting to feel a little lacking in the head. It might have been that I'd enjoyed finishing inside too much until now. Rahi had filled in the times that had been running short, and yet here the thirst was, rising again.
Am I just getting used to this?
This absurd life—holding a woman almost every night, and far from fatigue, my body only brimmed with more energy. Maybe that was why. Even so, I had to keep it in check. I knew that if I chased nothing but pleasure, someday my threshold for it might climb too high. For now, I was simply enjoying now. Later could be thought about later.
"Go on. Wash up. I'll set the table. It'll get cold."
"...Ah."
She let out a regretful little sound, but at my words a bit of focus returned to her eyes. She might have been badly spoiled today, and still, the sight of her pulling herself together at a single word from me left me deeply satisfied.