Conveying My Heart
“Areum… noona? What… what do you mean by that just now?”
Seong-min stared at her in open confusion.
Areum fidgeted, fingers twisting together in her lap. But she did not close her mouth.
“I… I want to be with you, Seong-min…”
“Want to be with me—right now you mean…”
The rest of the sentence died in his throat. He understood exactly what she was trying to say.
“I know… you’re really surprised… but… I’m serious.”
“Areum…”
“I’m… not just saying it… I’ve thought about this a lot… until today… every time we met… I thought about what I would say… so… that’s why I’m saying it now.”
She really had thought about it endlessly. She knew the words would startle him. Even so, she wanted to give him her heart. She wanted to be honest.
Areum waited in silence, waiting for him to speak.
If he turns me down…
Seong-min knew that rejecting her here would cut her deeply. How much courage had it taken her to say this? How hard had her heart been pounding? She was so shy, so easily embarrassed—how long had she wrestled with herself just to get the words out?
The restless way she couldn’t meet his eyes, the nervous fidgeting of her fingers—every bit of that feeling reached him clearly.
“Just… one thing I want to ask.”
His voice was steady, serious.
“Look at me, Areum.”
She had kept her head down until then. Slowly she lifted it and met his gaze. Her pupils trembled. Her lips trembled. He could see how tightly wound she was, how hard her heart was racing.
“Are you sure you won’t regret this…? Even if it’s me… is that really okay?”
Her lips parted once, then she gave a slow, deliberate nod.
“I want… to be with you…”
Seong-min looked at her for a long moment.
“…All right, noona.”
He accepted her heart.
They did not get out of the car. The vehicle that had been parked on the shoulder pulled back onto the road and drove until it stopped at a motel far from home.
Seong-min showered first. Then he waited, listening to the sound of water running behind the bathroom door. He sat and waited.
Maybe this was already decided the day I made up my mind and went back to see her.
The moment he had listened to Auntie Hye-suk and returned on Monday to meet Areum again, this future might already have been set. If he refused her now, someone with her personality would be devastated. He knew that, so he accepted this moment.
The shower cut off. Silence. Through the fogged glass wall a silhouette moved. A moment later the bathroom door opened and Areum stepped out, body wrapped only in a bath towel. Her short hair hung damp and glossy.
She approached him carefully, reading his expression. Seong-min rose to meet her. He was wearing a bathrobe himself.
“What we’re about to do… it’s going to be a moment you’ll never forget.”
Areum nodded.
“Have you… ever done this before?”
She slowly shook her head. She had never dated a man. Naturally, this was also her first time in a motel.
“Don’t worry. I’ll lead.”
He slipped one arm under her legs and the other behind her back and lifted her clean off the floor. Instantly cradled against his chest, Areum’s cheeks flushed deep red. Even as he carried her to the bed and climbed onto it, she never took her eyes off his face.
He laid her down gently against the pillows. She lay there demurely, looking up at him with eyes that glittered like polished obsidian.
“Just… relax and take it in…”
He soothed her nerves, slowly stroking her hair, then naturally lowered his head and claimed her cherry-red lips.
The moment their mouths met she flinched. He pressed lightly, then slipped his tongue out to brush and lick her soft lips before easing it between them. She startled again, yet did not push the invading tongue away. He pushed farther until the tip of his tongue finally touched hers. Instantly hers recoiled—still tense.
Auntie Hye-suk had immediately wound her tongue around his and answered him, but Areum had no experience and simply did not know what to do. He stroked the tip of her shy tongue with his own, coaxing it to relax. It worked; little by little the withdrawn tongue began to move and meet his. He rubbed the flat of his tongue against hers more boldly, and the moment hers grew bolder he naturally twined them together.
“Mm…”
At last a real deep kiss was happening. Areum’s closed eyelids fluttered. Being kissed like this from the very first time left her embarrassed and trembling, yet because the one doing it was Seong-min her heart pounded for an entirely different reason.
He did not rush. He kissed her slowly, leisurely, teasing and licking her tongue as if soothing a skittish animal, giving her nothing but the kiss until it became natural.
Only when the kiss had fully settled did he begin to caress her—first light strokes along the towel-wrapped waist and bare shoulders, then deeper caresses.
“Mmm…”
Eyes still closed, Areum found a little more courage and moved her tongue. It was her first kiss and she was terrified, yet it also felt sweet, like cocoa.
Seong-min knew perfectly well how tense and trembling she was. First time for everything. From the moment she stepped into the motel, every single thing was a first for her. That was why every movement of his had to be careful.
When he finally peeled the towel away, her pale skin and the soft, budding curves of her body were revealed. Even her nipples were a delicate pink, as if no man’s hand had ever touched her—pure and untouched. The texture of her skin, every sensation under his fingers, was unbelievably soft.
“Mmm…”
He took one soft breast into his mouth, rolling the nipple with his tongue as gently and delicately as he could.
“Ah…”
As time passed a faint, sensual sound slipped from her. He kneaded her breasts with careful hands; the springy, living feel of them came through clearly. They were not as full as Hye-suk’s, but the modest size and the way they rose like water droplets was almost painfully pretty. He continued, pressing and licking both nipples while his hands stroked her slender body lower and lower.
He caressed her rigid thighs and gently parted them. Areum flinched, covered her face with both hands, yet still opened her legs for him. Between the dark thatch her pale outer lips parted like a flower, offering themselves to his eyes. The shower had washed away any strong scent, yet when he brought his face close a faint, unmistakable fragrance of her reached him.
He parted the soft petals a little farther with his fingers; the pink inner flesh glistened, already moist. And there it was—the proof of her virginity. Areum truly had never known a man’s touch. Everything was her first time.
Seong-min leaned in and began to lick her with long, elegant strokes of his tongue, giving her only the lightest stimulation at first. Time passed.
“Ah… haa… haa… th-this feels… strange…”
She was responding. The Vigor Stat had another side effect: it made a partner heat up faster. He remembered how much more sensitive Auntie Hye-suk had become the higher he raised it. It was not only his own body that improved.
Clear fluid began to well from Areum’s pure place. Naturally he lapped it up with his tongue. The sight of her lying with legs spread, both hands covering her face in shame, was almost pitiful—and that only made it more arousing for him. Because he was the one taking her firsts. Because every first experience of hers now belonged to him.
By then his cock was tenting hard against the fabric.
“Haa… haaa… haaaa…”
When her breathing had grown ragged and she was wet enough to take him, Seong-min rose. He shrugged off the robe and shoved his trunks down in one motion.
“Areum.”
He called to the girl still hiding behind her hands.
“Take your hands away and look at me…”
Slowly she lowered them. Her cheeks were burning crimson with embarrassment.
“Now you and I are going to become one.”
“One…?”
“This… is going to go inside you.”
Her gaze drifted downward. She drew in a sharp little breath. Right in front of her a man’s cock stood thick and rigid. Fear flickered through her, yet she reminded herself it was Seong-min’s—no one else’s—and lifted her eyes again.
“I… I’m okay… I want to become one… with you…”
Her true feelings, spoken plainly. Seong-min moved closer, settled between her thighs, and rested the head of his cock against the entrance of her pure spring.
“I’m putting it in…”
He gave her the warning so she could brace herself, then finally pushed forward. The head met resistance; the narrow opening slowly stretched and began to swallow him. He felt every millimeter of that tight, hot grip. Then he stopped and looked at her again.
“It’s going to hurt… because it’s your first time.”
She nodded. He gave her another moment to prepare, then lowered his upper body so that he was embracing her as she lay beneath him. Stroking her soft hair, he rolled his hips.
A wet, tearing sound.
“Nngh!”
Areum cried out and flung both arms around his neck. Pain crashed over her in a single wave, and with it an intense, crushing tightness. The place that had never known a man was almost impossibly narrow.
Seong-min stayed perfectly still, waiting, giving the pain in her clinging arms time to ease even a little.
“Haa… haaa… I… I’m… okay… Seong-min… you can… move…”
Her consideration—telling him she was fine, that he could continue. He stroked her hair again as if soothing her, then drew his hips back.
A long, sticky drag…
The greedy inner walls clung so hard they seemed to suck at his cock and glans as he withdrew. His cock had grown larger with the Vigor Stat, and her insides were that tight. Around the shaft that slowly emerged, the red blood of her first time smeared.
When he was halfway out he pushed forward again. The hole stretched open once more; the blood-smeared cock sank deep. Fresh wet blood painted the skin around her entrance. He could not see the stains, yet the sensation alone told him he was truly taking her virginity.
The arms around his neck tightened and trembled. She was enduring the pain.
“Areum…”
He moved slowly—long, unhurried strokes meant to spare her as much hurt as possible. Even so the squeezing grip was so fierce he felt he could come the instant he let himself. It felt that good. The knowledge that he was the first man inside her only stoked his excitement higher.
With every repeated thrust more blood marked her entrance.
“No… noona… hah…!”
He tried to focus only on being gentle, but the crushing pleasure finally overwhelmed him. Climax ripped through every nerve; the peak of orgasm flooded his body. He stayed buried inside her even after he finished, still joined.
Slowly he lifted his head. Areum’s face was right there—flushed, damp with sweat, shyly glowing. When their eyes met she smiled.
“…I’m… okay… I like you, Seong-min… so… I’m happy…”
Even her trembling voice carried her true feelings. Her eyes were moist. Even though it must have hurt, even though it was her first time and the pain had been real—Areum still smiled like that.