We Shall Become One
Han Somang's thigh served as my pillow while I sucked on her breast.
Slurp…. Juuup…. Shlup, shlup.
Hmm. So this is why babies suck on pacifiers?
Both my body and mind felt at ease.
“Drink as much as you like♡”
She stroked my head.
Heeung…. Somang's milk is so delicious….
Like an infant, I kept sucking on her nipple. Han Somang let out the occasional “Hnnngh.” Whenever she did, the hand petting my head would pause.
Fingers brushed against my waist.
Through half-lidded eyes, I saw her unbuckling my belt and pulling down the zipper.
She reached for the waistband of my underwear, then stopped.
“Um…. May I touch it…?”
Without a word, I grabbed her hand and guided it to my cock. Her hand was warm, but it felt cool against my shaft, which had grown hot and swollen.
“It's warm….”
After that assessment, Han Somang began to knead it.
She didn't stroke up and down like a piston. Instead, she squeezed and fondled it like a stress ball.
Her index finger lightly brushed the urethral opening at the tip, then gently rubbed the bumpy ridge around the glans.
Her touch was playful yet persistent. Even a dead cock might have sprung back to life and shot out a load under that treatment.
However, my seminal vesicles were nearly empty, so only precum came out.
Somang stared at it, then poked it with her index finger.
The sticky fluid clung to her fingertip, stretching into a thin strand before snapping.
She rubbed it between her index finger and thumb, then brought it to her mouth.
“Sluuurp.”
What kind of expression was she making? How were the corners of her mouth moving, and what tremor showed at the edges of her eyes?
Her F-cup breasts blocked my view, so I couldn't see directly. I had no choice but to imagine.
“Puh-hee…. Raham-ssi’s cock juice is sweet….”
Whoa…….
Her words set my imagination ablaze. If it had thrust, it might have launched straight to Mars.
Her lips were probably curved upward naturally, like someone tasting a delicious sauce.
Her eyes were likely half-closed in pleasant crescents.
Maybe her nose had even twitched a little.
In short, I wanted to pour everything I had into you.
I pulled my mouth away from her breast. Pushing myself up from the thigh that had been my pillow, I looked at Somang.
The swelling on her cheek was still there.
“W-why…?”
Her eyes wavered.
She looked as if she thought she had said something wrong.
Her shoulders trembled, and she bit her lower lip with her upper teeth. The sight was endearing.
Cute. And sexy.
I reached out, cupped her chin, and pressed my lips to hers.
The fading light in her eyes flared back to life, then naturally closed as she transferred that heat with her tongue.
“Mmm…. Mmm-hnnng….”
Passionately, like a raging wildfire that threatened to burn everything in its path, we devoured each other.
We exchanged hot breaths. When I wrapped my arms around her waist, she wrapped hers around me.
With my remaining hand, I kneaded her breast before reaching lower.
The thigh I had been using as a pillow. Like a person waiting for a firmly closed door to open, my hand hovered over it.
“……!”
Realizing what I meant, she hugged me tightly. Her knees parted to the sides, and her body lowered slightly.
Finally, the door opened. I entered.
“Ahh…!”
At that moment, Han Somang's body shook violently. Our connected lips broke apart.
“Why?”
“It hurts… down there….”
Han Somang spoke with her head lowered, avoiding my eyes.
Looking at her pussy, I saw it was swollen from how I had stomped on it and yanked it mercilessly earlier.
There were traces of blood where the fabric had rubbed against her skin.
Staring at the remnants of my violence, I scratched my head.
… The mood had been so good.
Who could I blame? It was my own doing. All I felt was regret.
“R-Raham-ssi…!”
“……?”
I had been about to suggest we continue another time.
She hesitated, then continued.
“Could you… lick it with your mouth? With your tongue? Please?”
Lick it with my mouth and tongue.
Hmm…….
I could feel the urgency and longing in her request.
Did she think that if she couldn't satisfy me, she would be abandoned?
We had already come too far for that.
You were a ray of light to me.
The me who could only watch helplessly as Seo Sara died.
And the me who met the same death.
A second life granted like a miracle.
But I had walked straight back into the gutter myself.
At the very end of all that was shitty and dog-like, I met you.
Even if I was an idiot, I wasn't enough of an idiot to let go of the light I had grasped in the darkness.
You were already mine.
And I was already yours.
“Somang.”
“Yes!”
“Don't push yourself too hard.”
“…….”
“Got it? Let's stop here for today—”
“No!”
Han Somang spoke firmly.
Breathing roughly, she looked at me.
“… I'm sorry. It's just… I like having sex with Raham-ssi so much…. I like it so much…. Hwaaaang!”
She cried. She sobbed loudly.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Hee!”
I licked them. They were salty.
I licked the swollen cheek she had from me.
Slowly, feeling the heat and the swelling, I licked her.
“Raham-ssi….”
“… Tell me if it hurts. I'll be gentler.”
“Hnnng…. I unnerstand♡”
Dogs lick their own wounds.
Whether it actually disinfects or heals anything, there might at least be a placebo effect.
Yeah.
I was a dog.
A fucked-up dog that licked away the traces of violence I had left behind.
Like shoving my snout into a food bowl, I buried my face in Han Somang's pussy.
Facing her pussy, which twitched in greeting, I looked around it.
The scent of her fluids. A faint trace of fresh urine. Rather than unpleasant, it smelled like a subtle perfume.
The rubbed marks. Beneath her transparent skin, tiny beads of blood welled up.
I stuck out my tongue and touched the surrounding flesh. The soft skin yielded and wrapped around my tongue. I licked carefully.
Lick. Lick.
Hoping her pain would cling to my tongue, I licked.
I coated the wounds with my saliva, leaving new marks.
Her groin was wet enough, so now for her pussy.
Han Somang's vaginal opening, which opened and closed, came into view.
Tight. So tight.
Even after how hard I had fucked her yesterday, traces of her virginity were still clearly visible.
Looking deeper inside, I could see the remnants of the hymen I had torn while ravaging her.
She had tried to drug me and strangle me with wire. But we had sex.
‘Licking the pussy of the woman who tried to kill me yesterday….’
When I took her virginity, even touching her had felt unpleasant. Licking? I hadn't even imagined it.
Yet Han Somang's pussy looked pretty. And delicious.
‘We're both insane, me and Somang….’
Han Somang.
That name was no longer just the name of a crazy serial killer.
She was the woman beside me.
The woman who had relations with me.
The woman who drove me mad.
The woman who was maddeningly lovely.
My love. My light. My hope.
‘… And the woman whose pussy I'm going to lick.’
I flattened my tongue and licked her entire pussy.
“Hnngh…!”
“Why. Does it hurt?”
“No. No…. Please keep going♡”
Her eyes—if they could be drawn—would have had heart-shaped pupils.
***
I took in the sight of him carefully licking my most intimate place.
Watching him made me want to burst out laughing.
“Hnng, mmm….”
Sounds escaped my mouth. I was biting my finger, but I couldn't stop them from coming out.
Aah—. Raham-ssi, every time the tip of your tongue touches me, I feel like I'm melting….
How can you be so gentle?
I—I— Hnnng….
What should I do?
I've lived my whole life without you, but now I can't even imagine living without you.
He cupped my cheeks. I could feel the marks Raham-ssi had left.
Feeling them, a “Puh-hee” escaped my nose.
Grin, grin—.
I kept smiling.
From joy. Because this moment was so radiant, laughter spilled out.
“Raham-ssi. Thank you.”
“Huh? For what?”
Raham lifted his head and looked at me.
I gently placed my hand on his cheek.
“I was scared…. That you might throw me away….”
“That would never happen.”
“I know. I know that now.”
I stuck out my tongue and licked from Raham-ssi's chin up to his philtrum.
Both my scent and Raham-ssi's scent spread through my mouth at the same time.
It testified that we had truly become one.
***
Her tongue passed over my chin, caressed my lips, and brushed past the tip of my nose.
The saliva Han Somang left behind in the wake of her tongue's warmth dried, leaving a cool sensation.
I tried to catch it with my fingertips.
“Somang.”
“Yes♡”
“Can you do it one more time? No, keep going until it sticks?”
“Puh-hee-hee.”
Lick.
Somang's tongue licked my face.
Lick. Lick.
Warmth. It dried and cooled, but the rushing tongue left warmth again.
Lick. Lick. Lick.
Some emotion gradually built in Somang's eyes, beginning to sparkle with a strange light.
It was so beautiful that I stared at it, entranced.