Copulation Dream (5)
Seo Joo-hwan focused more on Jeong Ha-yeon's orgasms than his own climaxes. Thanks to that, he brought her to three more peaks even as he came twice additionally. Only after she lay exhausted and utterly satisfied did he finally pull out.
For the first time in ages, they showered together. Watching her wash herself, his cock stiffened right back up, but he barely held himself in check.
Is it because it's been so long? The skill rank going up? Or both?
After the shower, Seo Joo-hwan dragged over a chair and sat Jeong Ha-yeon down.
"Hey, what the—? Let me at least get dressed…"
"You're already in your underwear."
"You think underwear and clothes are the same?!"
"Quit your nagging. Want me to go feral again?"
"……."
She went quiet in an instant. Guess she didn't want more after all. Seo Joo-hwan burst out laughing and stroked her hair.
"There we go. Good girl, my Ha-yeon."
"Who the hell is your Ha-yeon……."
"Sit tight. I'll dry your hair."
"You?"
"Yeah."
"What's gotten into you?"
"Making up for all the times I couldn't when we were dating, ma'am."
"Jeez."
Jeong Ha-yeon let out a hollow chuckle. But his careful attention didn't feel half bad, so she stayed put in the chair like a good girl. His large hands gently combed through her hair.
As Seo Joo-hwan dried it, he spoke up.
"Ha-yeon."
"Yeah?"
"Our breakup wasn't a big deal."
"……."
"We both felt it huge because it was our first time. And it ended all awkwardly, which made it weird."
"…Was it awkward?"
"Super awkward. I thought I'd handled it clean back then, but looking back now, even that moment lacked real talk."
Jeong Ha-yeon sat silent for a beat, then let out a long sigh. Hugging her knees in the chair, she said,
"Maybe. We just promised to stay friends… without ever nailing down the why. All vague as hell."
"Yeah. Even if not, you think exes just hang out casually right away? Awkward's normal. Throw in all the unresolved crap, and it piles up."
"Unresolved crap?"
"Emotional residue. We pretended to get it and stay friends, but we never unpacked the knots. Didn't have one deep talk the whole time we dated."
"…Yeah. After breaking up, couldn't even bring it up. So the residue stuck. Thought it'd fade with time, though."
"Sure, time heals. But I couldn't wait that long. Tonight, just us two… felt suffocating."
Jeong Ha-yeon burst out laughing.
"Same. Thought I was over it. Totally wasn't."
"How about now?"
"…Kinda better. That why you pounced?"
"Oh ho. I did pounce, but you said yes?"
At that, she whipped her head away and shot him a side-eye glare.
"You psycho. How was I supposed to say no? Would've been too awkward to even look at you tomorrow."
"Heh. Knew that. But hey, it did help, right?"
"You… fuck."
Seo Joo-hwan cackled. Her face gave it all away—she wanted to curse him out, but the awkwardness had melted away, so all she managed were hisses.
"All dry. Let's hit the bed."
"You better not…"
"I won't. Have some faith."
"Hmph. Like you haven't pulled that before."
"Haha……."
Come to think of it, he'd "promised not to" and tormented her more times than he could count on two hands. No wonder she didn't trust him.
As they headed to bed, Seo Joo-hwan caught her gaze lingering on the table.
"We'll do it in the morning. You've seen it all a million times anyway."
"Still wanna confirm."
"Talk big, but zero confidence. Total nerd."
"What? You're the nerd. I'm confident in my body, though."
"True, you used it well tonight… Gah."
Punch to the gut.
"Don't tempt punishment."
Jeong Ha-yeon waggled her fist playfully. He clutched his barely sore stomach and faked a wince, but she just nagged him to cut the act.
"Tch. Get on the bed, face down."
"What now?"
"Massage."
"For real?"
Jeong Ha-yeon's face lit up visibly. Grinning brightly, she said,
"You only did it that first time. What'd you eat wrong today?"
"Your boy's chicken stew, bitch. But did I really never? Feels like I did sometimes."
"Maybe once or twice early on? Nah, basically never."
"…Should've said if you wanted one."
"You were always wiped and asleep. Busy guy."
"Tch."
How many sins did he rack up? Okay, skipping massages wasn't a crime, but he'd definitely fallen short on care.
Seo Joo-hwan had her lie prone and activated his skill—massage and healing only, no sensitivity amp.
"Ahh… feels good……."
Jeong Ha-yeon murmured sleepily. He'd come four times already, so the skill tugged at him a bit, but he kneaded her body with care. Good thing Holy Scrotum's rank had climbed; it was bearable.
"Ha-yeon."
"Mmm?"
"When we dated… I'm really sorry."
"…It's fine now. Sorry I dumped you out of nowhere."
"Nah, not fishing for apologies. Like I said… we need to talk. Stuff we skipped back then."
"Yeah… sure."
He kept massaging as he eased in.
"After dinner tonight, you asked why I liked you. Said you seemed similar yet different."
"Yeah."
"Hmm……."
Seo Joo-hwan sorted his thoughts. Explaining without spilling on the item was tricky. After mulling, he started from the past.
"Kinda old story. Not that old? Few months back."
"What?"
She twisted to look, eyes full of curiosity.
He poked her cheek, suddenly shy.
"Look forward. Can't talk if you're staring."
"Tch."
Her head faced front again. To keep it there, he massaged her neck and opened up.
"You said you don't have many friends?"
"D-did I…? Why hit me with words outta nowhere?"
"…Same here, actually. Remember MT? Mentioned it in passing. Got bullied bad."
"Oh, yeah. You did."
"Was rough. So my friends? Just you guys from college."
"……."
"Back then, I looked nothing like now. Wanna see pics? Won't recognize me."
"Show me. Want mine too? Uh, got any?"
Jeong Ha-yeon rummaged her gallery. Seo Joo-hwan snickered at the sight. Grateful she listened so eagerly, surprised he had this much to say. Looked like they'd be talking till dawn.
*
Jeong Ha-yeon lay staring at the ceiling. Sleep wouldn't come easy.
Overslept earlier?
Nah, too many thoughts swirling.
Chatting with Seo Joo-hwan, they'd spilled everything. Idle stories snowballed. High school bullying, her late mom, even being Lee Seok-chan's half-sister.
No need to go that far.
His opening up first had swept her away. Telling stuff she'd skipped even in dating, now in this weird limbo.
"Pfft……."
Ridiculous enough to laugh. She turned to gaze at him.
His sleeping face. Staring made her late mom's words surface.
My Ha-yeon… you'll be so lonely without Mom…….
Ha-yeon, make lots of friends so you're not lonely.
With someone to bare your soul to, you won't feel alone.
Her mom had sobbed it. Make friends, don't live lonesome like her.
Then Seo Joo-hwan mumbled,
"Ha-yeon… mmm."
"…You asleep?"
"Mmmph."
She chuckled dryly. His name-calling had startled her—just sleep-talk. Giggling quietly, she thought,
Mom, think I made friends. Not tons yet, but good ones.
Lee Seok-chan bickered but was solid. Yoo Ji-kyeong, eager little sis type, clicked great. Jang Deok-hoon, weird calling her noona, but good heart.
Ah. Kinda sorry to Ji-kyeong. He seems into her…….
She'd clocked Yoo Ji-kyeong's crush ages ago. Played dumb to avoid awkwardness, but the girl was so sweet they got real close.
Jeong Ha-yeon shook her head. Not dating again anyway—what's it matter? Looked like Yoo Ji-kyeong had already gotten hers from him.
Player asshole.
Sudden anger flared; she pinched his nose and mouth shut. After a bit, muffled grunts—released.
"Pwah……."
"Heehee."
Petty revenge served. She stifled laughs. Then a wry smile hit—mom's other big advice.
Daughter, ignore rich handsome guys from the start. Especially scheming marriage-plot bastards! Got it?
She apologized inwardly.
Sorry, Mom. He wasn't this hot at first? Didn't know he was loaded. …But just friends, so fine, right?
Jeong Ha-yeon yanked the covers over her head. Felt like her mom up there was cursing her out.