Lee Sooyoung: "So, About That..."
Lee Sooyoung's eyes were mesmerizing. With a steely resolve etched on her face, she turned to Shin Jaewoo and spoke.
"What do you think?"
"Huh?"
He blinked in surprise at first. As Shin Jaewoo faltered, Lee Sooyoung opened her mouth again.
"As a woman. I mean... I don't think I'm that bad-looking."
As she spoke, she twisted her body slightly. Her shy expression and the flush creeping up her neck made it clear this was something she'd mustered a lot of courage to say.
Shin Jaewoo's face heated up as he listened. He got the picture now.
Am I... being seduced?
She was definitely coming on to him. Lee Sooyoung added,
"I'm not asking you to think of me as a girlfriend or anything. Men and women don't have to be in a relationship, right?"
Maybe she sensed his hesitation. It was a proposition he never saw coming.
A luxurious bathtub filled with warm water. Just soaking in it was pure bliss, healing in itself.
But fully savoring the moment wasn't easy right now. There was something far more nerve-wracking on his mind. Relaxation gave way to tension.
Splash.
The woman slipping into the water with a blush on her cheeks felt the same. Lee Sooyoung lathered up once before sliding in. Her soft skin and fantastical curves came into full view.
East sea, Baekdu Mountain... He recited the national anthem in his head, but it did nothing to calm him.
They started at opposite ends. Or so he thought—until she deliberately settled close to him.
"...You can touch me if you want."
She was the one doing the seducing, but she was tense too. She could barely lift her head. And that only made it more tantalizing for Shin Jaewoo.
If I turn her down now...
It was too late to play the celibate protagonist. If that was the plan, he shouldn't have agreed to bathe with her in the first place.
Without hesitation, Shin Jaewoo reached out. Like the north and south poles of a magnet, his hand was drawn first to her ample breasts.
Soft and yielding.
"Ahh..."
A sigh escaped her lips the moment he cupped one. It was just a breath, but why did it sound so erotic?
As he began fondling her breast, she seemed to relax. The awkward air between them started to dissipate.
As if on cue, her hand moved next.
"Hup!"
That soft hand grazed his thigh. Unsatisfied, it ventured inward, finally grasping his manhood.
It throbbed. Pulsed.
Already aroused by the atmosphere, it swelled in her grip, asserting itself boldly.
Tension gripped Shin Jaewoo's hand as well. Squeeze.
"Eek. Too hard—it hurts."
"S-sorry..."
"Hoo. But Jaewoo... do whatever you want."
In that moment, she transformed into a siren. She whispered in his ear, one hand still holding him firm, the other circling his nipple teasingly.
It felt strange. His own hands grew bolder.
Can't just take it lying down!
He had no intention of stopping here. At first, he considered bending down to take her nipple in his mouth, nipping and sucking it between his teeth.
But her lips met his first.
Mm.
Her lips covered his, moist and warm.
Ah.
He'd kissed before—with Kim Hyeju, even after their feelings had cooled, and others prior. But pressing soft lips together was intensely arousing.
A light peck at first.
"Haa."
They parted slightly, then her tongue tapped at his teeth. She was aggressive in every way. Despite being older, she took the lead.
Strangely, it didn't feel like she was dominating him.
Can I...?
Her eyes seemed to ask. He parted his teeth, letting her tongue in.
Splash.
She drew closer, straddling him, arms around his shoulders. His hands slid to her waist, then to the firm bounce of her ass—different from her breasts, but no less appealing.
Slurp. Suck.
Their kiss deepened. Noticing his caution, she pulled back and guided him once more.
"My body is yours tonight, Jaewoo. Do whatever you want—however you want."
Her breath ragged, her whisper lethal in its seduction.
No wonder Samson fell.
The biblical hero had his reasons. Now he understood why so many great men fell under a woman's spell.
From then on, Shin Jaewoo devoured her lips and tongue greedily.
"Mmph. Slurp. Hnng."
The wet sounds in between were incredibly stimulating. Kneading her ass like dough, his lust surged.
"...I want to get to the main event now."
"Hoo. If it's too much... want to finish in my mouth first?"
Her coy suggestion. He hesitated, then nodded.
"Sit here."
As she said, he perched on the tub's edge. She knelt in the water between his legs.
This position is... way too hot!
His spread thighs, his heated length vanishing into her mouth. That innocent face handling such an act so deftly.
"Glk. Mmph. Slurp."
Her sucking echoed in the bathroom. An alarm blared in his mind.
His hand instinctively went to her head. Then, as climax neared, he gripped tighter—not crushing like in hardcore porn, but firm.
She suppressed her gag, taking him as deep as possible.
Gulp.
A electric jolt shot through his brain and spine. His throbbing member pulsed.
She swallowed it all.
She... swallowed?
Everything was pure stimulation. Kim Hyeju had never done this.
Her eyes, slightly bloodshot, looked up at him.
"Cough. Did that feel good?"
"...A lot."
It was the best. A languid afterglow settled in.
But it didn't last. She stepped out, rinsed her mouth. Her naked form moved before his eyes.
I want more.
He recalled her words—do whatever tonight.
Splash.
He rose from the tub too.
"Jaewoo?"
She looked surprised. Smack.
His hand met her ass.
"...This okay?"
She smiled at his words, gripping the sink and bending slightly.
"Of course."
Permission granted. His impatient length plunged into her wetness.
"Ha-ut."
Her flesh yielded, then clenched around him. Her aroused breaths escaped with each thrust.
"Haa. Hnng. Haa..."
Less theatrical porn moans, more weary, erotic gasps—with real moans slipping in. A fantasy melody.
This is heaven.
Grabbing her waist, he moved. Fresh from release, climax wasn't immediate, but once inside...
So tight.
Hard to believe she'd seduced him—she was incredibly snug. Maybe that's what they called a masterpiece.
As he thrust, her wetness eased the motion while gripping tight. Perfect timing too.
"Haa... ha-eut..."
Thwack-thwack-thwack.
Fierce rhythm. Soon, her arms on the sink wobbled. Slippery bathroom floor.
The tub was healing, but this new thrill was better. Without drying off, he led her out.
Splash.
Suddenly, he pushed her onto the bed instead.
Thwack-thwack-thwack.
Sheets and blankets soaked up the water instead of towels.
"Hnn. Jaewoo... haa..."
The signal came. He wanted to bury deep and release inside.
He barely held back. Pull out.
Recalling earlier, he turned her head, bringing the tip to her lips. She opened wide, taking it.
Another wave of ecstasy.
What a rush.
Now, sage mode truly hit. Embarrassment crept in, but seeing her collapsed, panting, filled him with conquest.
So he didn't notice. His smartphone buzzing insistently right now.