Traces of Each Other (1)
Traces of Each Other (1)
The warmth of Claire's body in his arms slowly seeped into Baek Woo-jin.
They were only holding each other.
Yet, little by little, the traces of Claire were piling up inside him.
The heat gradually rose.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Baek Woo-jin found every one of those reactions from Claire unbearably endearing.
Was this a change born from the Fairy's feelings, too?
'...It doesn't matter.'
Whatever its source, the emotion he felt for her now belonged to no one else but him, wholly his own. This desire to possess her, too, was a greed born from pure feeling, not from an Authority.
Slowly, Baek Woo-jin's hand at her waist swept up the curve of Claire's back.
He brushed her fallen hair aside.
He pressed his lips to the pale nape of her neck, now exposed.
"Nnh...."
The hot breath that escaped Claire's parted lips stirred Baek Woo-jin once more.
"Profes...sor...."
The title had reverted to its original form.
At that, Baek Woo-jin licked the flushed nape of her neck and spoke with a hint of playfulness.
"The title's changed back to Professor."
"Th-that's...."
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Claire stammered.
Baek Woo-jin found even that small, fidgeting reaction in his arms lovely.
Peck.
A red mark bloomed on Claire's fair skin.
Baek Woo-jin pressed his lips over the spot once more.
"Hahh...."
Claire trembled faintly, letting out a shallow breath.
Feeling her body temperature rise, Baek Woo-jin did not stop leaving his marks upon her.
Even if these were traces that time would eventually erase.
He marked her now, making her wholly his in this moment.
His claim reached places no other's touch had ever ventured.
"Every first of yours is mine."
Baek Woo-jin did not hide his greed.
He now accepted that emotion as a part of himself.
"Th-then...."
Claire, trembling and breathless in his arms, turned her head.
Peck.
Her moist lips touched Baek Woo-jin's neck.
"Then give me... give me your firsts as well, Professor...."
They wished to be each other's firsts.
No answer was needed.
Baek Woo-jin's mouth returned to Claire's neck.
Claire's mouth stayed on Baek Woo-jin's neck.
Slowly, they traced each other's cheeks, bit each other's earlobes.
Then their lips met again.
Softly, but with a little more force.
To engrave their marks on one another.
Presently, their joined lips parted slightly.
At that signal, they began to devour each other with greater intensity.
They bit as if in complaint, licked the spots, and sometimes tangled together to slowly taste each other's essence.
"Puh-ha, hah, mm, mmpf...."
Before she knew it, the exchange had become one-sided.
The faint coffee scent and his own masculine fragrance flooding her mouth made it impossible for Claire to gather her senses. The unceasing, rough exploration of her mouth left her increasingly breathless and distressed, yet she did not resist Baek Woo-jin. Instead, she wrapped both arms around his neck as if begging for more.
The fact that the man she adored desired her so much filled her with pure joy.
"Pwah...!! Hah, haaah...."
The kiss, which had felt like it could last forever, ended.
And their positions had been reversed.
Looking down at Claire, who was breathing hotly with damp eyes, Baek Woo-jin whispered low.
"...It's hard to hold back."
His hand, which had been resting beside Claire's face, moved.
It traveled slowly downward and began to undo the prominent buttons of her shirt.
With each button released, the breasts hidden beneath were gradually revealed.
Soon, every button was undone, exposing Claire's bare skin.
Up until that point, Claire had been too intoxicated by the haze to realize what was happening. But just before Baek Woo-jin's hand reached the last undergarment constricting her chest, she managed to come to her senses.
"Pr-Professor...."
She called out to the man she loved in a feeble voice.
"Just a moment...."
She didn't say more.
She lacked the strength.
Still, Baek Woo-jin could vaguely understand what Claire wanted to say.
Her eyes trembled with embarrassment.
Her hands covered her chest.
Baek Woo-jin withdrew from above her.
"Thank... you...."
It was something she had clearly resolved herself for.
Something she had waited so long for.
Claire clutched her chest against the sudden surge of embarrassment and fluttering and climbed down from the bed. She drew the curtains to block the summer sunlight seeping through the window, then switched off the lamp that softly illuminated the room.
Thus, darkness fell over her bedroom.
Rustle.
Without a word, Claire climbed back onto the bed and into Baek Woo-jin's arms.
Click.
Baek Woo-jin's hand swept across Claire's back, and the underwear constricting her chest fell away.
"Hahh...."
Each time the fabric of Baek Woo-jin's clothes brushed her bare skin, Claire felt a dizzying sensation.
Swiiish.
"Hah...."
She adored the feel of his large hand gently sweeping down the curve of her back.
It was as if an electric current was passing through her.
Her body trembled involuntarily, beyond her control.
"Show me more."
"...Yes."
At that sweet demand born of desire, Claire slowly drew back from his embrace.
"...How do I look?"
Suppressing her heart, which felt ready to burst for the first time, Claire asked.
"You are beautiful."
"I-I am, nnh...!!"
Claire, who had been about to shyly lower her head, flinched and trembled.
Baek Woo-jin had abruptly bitten her neck.
"Hah, nngh, Pro-fes-sor...."
As he did so, Baek Woo-jin wanted her to desire him even more.
He wanted her to call out to him more with her elated breath.
With that wish in mind, Baek Woo-jin pressed his lips to her collarbone.
Claire straightened her back to make it easier for the man she loved to indulge in her body.
However, as Baek Woo-jin's lips gradually descended past her collarbone, Claire's back began to curve more and more.
And the moment he bit into her chest.
"Hngh...!"
A current shot through her body as if she had been struck by lightning.
Her back arched involuntarily, and her body quivered.
Every time his tongue moved and his sharp teeth left a mark on her breast, it felt like a part of her sanity was being chipped away.
At the same time, Claire's reactions further inflamed Baek Woo-jin's desire.
He wanted to hear more of her breathless sounds.
He wanted to see her come undone even more.
Baek Woo-jin's hands gently cupped the small of Claire's back as if supporting her.
He pulled her curved spine toward him and bit the bud on Claire's breast that had swollen in his mouth.
"Nnh...!!"
Claire's body jerked.
But held firmly by Baek Woo-jin, all she could do was abandon herself to the oncoming pleasure and pant.
"Ngh, hah, Pro-fes-sor... nn...!!"
Her vision flickered as if lightning had struck before her eyes.
Claire could not regain her senses against the overwhelming pleasure.
Each time Baek Woo-jin's tongue lapped at the sensitive area she herself had never touched, and his hard teeth bit down as if to torment her, her lower belly thumped violently.
Just as the reverberation reached its peak, Baek Woo-jin released Claire's breast from his mouth.
Just a little more.
Only a tiny bit more.
It was as if she had been forced to stop right at the threshold, and in that state, Claire came to her senses. And she realized.
That at some point, she had been tightly hugging his head with both arms.
"Ah...."
Flustered, Claire hurriedly pulled her hands away. But Baek Woo-jin did not raise his head; instead, he lowered himself further.
Peck.
"Mmm...."
Below her chest.
Past her stomach, his lips reached her navel.
"Hngh?!"
Once again, Claire had no choice but to clutch the head of the man she loved.
"Pro-fes-sor... nngh...!!"
As his tongue carefully lapped at her navel as if delving into a secret place, Claire's body slowly fell backward.
Each time his breath, his tongue, and his lips explored her, Claire's hips rose a little higher.
A pleasure different from before made Claire's legs beneath him begin to squirm and twist, and at some moments, her toes curled up.
But once again.
"Hah, haa, nnnh...."
Just as the heat built up in her lower belly, Baek Woo-jin stopped his actions once more.
As if he were tormenting her, a little pique flickered in Claire at his actions, and she lifted her head with difficulty. She then spotted Baek Woo-jin reaching for her pants, and her eyes widened.
"Pr-Professor...!!"
She urgently called out to the man she loved, but he did not even spare her a glance and was undoing the belt of his own trousers.
"Ahh, th-there is...!!"
She tried to somehow stop him, bringing her legs together to trap his face and stretching out her arms to cover her groin.
Click.
None of her actions could stop Baek Woo-jin.
"Please...."
Overcome by a wave of embarrassment, Claire covered her face with both hands.
She had trained with the children since morning and then headed straight here. She hadn't sweated, but that wasn't the point.
Rustle.
Her pants slid down even though she did not lift her hips.
The breath of the man she loved brushed over her damp underwear of its own accord.
"Hngh...."
The surging shame and her increasingly soaked underwear made Claire want to bite her own tongue.