Until Strength Gives Out
They'd cleaned up in a hurry and were sharing a pot of bean sprout soup Dohyun had thrown together as a hangover cure when he asked the question.
"Noona, you said Park Woojin's got a pretty rotten personality. He doesn't do anything weird, though, right?"
"Huh? Weird? Like what?"
"I don't know... taking sneak photos, that kind of thing."
He didn't really believe the guy was that much of a piece of trash. Still, it didn't hurt to ask.
"Well... I'd like to believe he wouldn't go that far. But if it was sneak photos, I wouldn't really... know about it, would I?"
Dayeon answered with a visible shiver.
"Yeah, I guess that's true."
That was the whole point of taking pictures in secret — the person being photographed would never know. And if they'd ever caught him at it, they sure as hell wouldn't have kept him around this long.
"Still, better safe than sorry. Keep an eye out, and lock the studio door whenever you can."
"Come on, he wouldn't go that far."
Dayeon shrugged, glancing over at Eunchae.
"If he was gonna do it, he would've done it already."
Eunchae nodded and took a long pull of her soup.
"Look, I get why you're worried, but Park Woojin's actually a huge coward. I don't think he'd have the balls."
She drained the rest of her bowl in one go, wiped a trickle of broth from the corner of her mouth, and kept going.
"That guy's a bigger chicken than you'd think. The second something looks like it might blow up, he turns tail and runs."
"Didn't he drive out every other editor, though?"
"Yeah, well, I don't know exactly how he pushed them around. But the second something looks like it could turn into a real mess, he's the first one out the door."
If that was the case, it was almost a relief. If he didn't have the guts to pull off anything truly catastrophic, then even if he caused trouble, it wouldn't be the kind that really mattered.
"Anyway, being careful never hurt anyone."
They cleaned up after the meal together and started getting ready for work.
"Thanks for letting me stay last night. I just barged in on you guys out of nowhere."
Dayeon had washed her face in the bathroom and straightened her clothes into something presentable before offering Dohyun her thanks. Eunchae was one thing — but Dayeon and Dohyun weren't anything to each other yet, and she wanted him to know she was grateful he'd taken her in anyway.
"You're always welcome here, noona. Though, uh... the three of us sharing a bed does paint a pretty weird picture. Next time I should probably think about sleeping somewhere else."
"What? Why would that matter! After everything we've been through! And this is your place — why would you be the one leaving?"
Dayeon cut him off in a hurry. The last thing she wanted was to impose. And later — once they were closer, once she was his partner the way Eunchae was, and God she wanted that so badly it burned — they were going to need more nights like this, not fewer.
"Ahem. Anyway, I'm going to swing by my place first and come in later this afternoon. I'll head out. You two get to work okay."
Eunchae and Dohyun still weren't ready to leave.
"See you later~"
Well aware that she'd interrupted the two of them last night, Dayeon slipped out a little earlier than she needed to.
"Ah — noona. Text me when you get home."
It wasn't late; it was morning. But the thought of her going home alone still sat wrong with him.
Not like I can ask for her address and offer to walk her home. That'd be weird.
So all he could do was tell her to text when she got in, and walk her as far as the front door.
"Wait, unnie already left?"
Dayeon had slipped out while Eunchae was in the bathroom, so she hadn't heard a word of the goodbye. She tilted her head, confused.
"Yeah. She's stopping by her place and coming in late this afternoon."
"Ahhh~ Is that so~?"
Eunchae's eyes lit up the moment she heard it.
"It's only eight-thirty. We've got plenty of time, right? Don't we, Dohyun?"
The studio was a five-minute walk. Sex had a way of making you late, sure — but the nine o'clock start time was just about keeping a routine, the way Dayeon had said yesterday. Being a little late wouldn't actually matter.
"Ahem. Plenty of time, my ass."
He knew exactly what she was getting at, and he made a halfhearted show of pushing back.
"So dishonest~ But at least the lower half of you is telling the truth, huh?"
His cock was already swelling with anticipation.
"Don't play hard to get. Come on. Yeah?"
Her face flushed a deep, excited red, Eunchae yanked her T-shirt off and tossed it aside. She hadn't put her bra back on since taking it off to sleep, so the moment the shirt came off, her bare breasts spilled into view.
"Damn, Jung Eunchae. Fired up first thing in the morning."
He chuckled and stepped in close, gently rubbing a nipple that was already standing stiff with arousal.
"Nngh, ah... of course I am... I've been holding it in since yesterday... haaah..."
Just the lightest brush of his fingers across her nipple was enough to make her feel like she might come — she'd been holding back since last night, after all.
"Looks like you're ready down here, too."
The hand on her nipple spread out, kneading her whole breast, while his other hand slid down and started rubbing her clit through panties that were already soaked through.
"Hngh, hh—! Nngh, ah, th-that feels so good...!"
The pleasure that surged up the instant he touched her clit made her knees buckle, and she collapsed straight into his arms. The soft, yielding press of her breasts against his body was more than he could take.
"Tch. I can't wait."
Dohyun laid her down on the bed behind them. The moment she hit the mattress he peeled her panties off, and a lewd, glistening thread stretched out after them, impossibly filthy.
"I can just put it in, right?"
He'd already kicked off his own pants and underwear, and he asked her — but he wasn't really waiting for an answer. His body had already decided. His cock pushed into her pussy with a wet schlick, not waiting for a word.
"Hngh—! Y-you were gonna put it in anyway...! Hhk...!"
Thwack. Thud. Thud. Thud.
He hadn't been holding out as long as she had, but ever since that morning blowjob, Dohyun had been left wanting more. The blowjob had felt great, no question — but it couldn't give him the feel of her pussy, and of course he wanted that. So he drove into her like a man possessed, slamming all the way to the mouth of her womb.
"Haaaah...! Ahn, hh, nngh...! Khh, y-you're being so rough...! Hyaaah...!"
"Aaahn...! I-I'm coming...!"
Eunchae came, hard, over and over.
"Haaahn, ahn! Ahn! Hnngh, nngh...! Kyaaah...!"
He didn't slow down for a second. He just kept pounding into her, and Eunchae's mind went completely, blindingly white.
"Hngh, nngh... kya, hhuk...! Hh, aaahn...! Ahn...!"
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
His cock hammered into her so violently it felt like it might kill her — a pleasure so brutal she wondered if she was actually going to die.
"Hweh, ehh... nngh, ghk...! Gyaahk...!"
She couldn't do anything but moan. Nothing was tying her down — she was completely free — and yet her whole body felt bound, unable to move.
"Kh... ah...! Feels so good...! I'm gonna come...!"
"Hh, nnnngh...! Giiihk...! Hh, ghk...!"
One climax bled into the next, and the next, and the next. It was enough to drive her insane. She couldn't even hear his voice anymore — drool spilling from her mouth, her body rocking like a fleshlight.
"Kh...!"
"Hh, ehh...?!"
But at the last second, instead of coming inside her the way he usually did, Dohyun pulled out. Eunchae's eyes flew open in surprise, her face asking why he'd withdrawn—
"Khhhuuuh... ah...! Ugh...!"
His cock, free of her, painted her body in thick, pulsing ropes of cum.
"Hah... ah... huuuh..."
Dohyun looked down at the thick semen he'd splattered across her and wore a thoroughly satisfied expression.
"Why'd you... pull out... hh, nngh... you were supposed to... come inside meee..."
Her head was still swimming with pleasure, her words slurring, but she was clearly unhappy he hadn't finished inside.
"Mm. I wanted to try coming on you for once. A fantasy, I guess. Something like that."
The sight of her — white cum streaked across her pussy, across those soft, pretty breasts — stirred something primal in him. A man's urge to claim.
"Is that it? Nngh... well, I guess that's fine then... hh, nngh... hah..."
She was still trembling, and every shiver made the cum on her body threaten to slide off.
"Ah. We're supposed to go to work. What do I do? I want to go again."
The sight of her made his cock swell all over again, as if it had already forgotten the thick load it had just dumped.
"A minute ago you said we didn't have enough time."
Eunchae eyed his cock and pushed herself up.
"Want to do it from behind this time? I want to try different positions."
She wasn't turning him down, of course. She'd just gotten the urge to try a different position, that was all.
"From behind, huh. That sounds good."
Eunchae wiped the cum off with a tissue, turned around, and stuck her ass high in the air. The pose put everything on display — her pussy, her asshole, all of it. Dohyun grabbed her by the waist and drove his cock in.
"Hyak—?!"
From behind, the cock that already felt huge felt even bigger.
Thwack. Thud. Thwack.
He didn't seem interested in giving her time to adjust. The second he was inside, he started thrusting.
"Hya, nngh...! Nngh...! Kyahnngh...! Hh, haahn...!"
"Hah... you're even tighter from behind."
The squeeze around his cock — that delicious, clenching grip — was even stronger this way, and he felt every bit of it.
"Mm. This is good."
Thwack. Thud. Thwack. Thwack.
"Hyaahn! Aaahn, ahn...! Hngiiihk...!"
The way her slick, molten pussy wrapped around him was even better than from the front — so good he felt like he could come any second.
"Haaaahn, aaahn...! Ahn! Ahhngh...!"
As good as it felt for him, it felt even better for Eunchae. The pleasure crashing over her was several times more intense than when they'd done it face to face.
"Haaaaahn...!"
She cried out and tried to crawl forward, fleeing a pleasure so intense it was almost frightening — but Dohyun just closed the distance and drove all the way back in, over and over.
Thwack. Thud.
"Hnnnngh...! Nngh, giiiihk...!"
They never made it to work. All morning long, the two of them stayed pressed skin to skin, fucking like animals until their strength gave out.