Conquering Baek A-young (2)

A soft rustle. Then another. One by one, Baek A-young's clothes slipped from her body.

I had seen her naked only a few days ago, but looking at her now, she was even more beautiful.

"You're beautiful, darling."

"…You're even more so."

After shedding her outer clothes, Baek A-young checked the door lock one more time, drew the curtains across the window, and only then finished undressing.

A glance outside confirmed we were well above the tenth floor — no one was likely to see us from the surrounding buildings. Still, better safe than sorry.

The eyes looking down at me as I lay there burned with a predatory light. They were the eyes of a woman who meant to possess me completely.

I was in no position to refuse. I stripped as well and waited for whatever she would do next.

Baek A-young peeled off the rest of her clothes as if it were the most natural thing in the world and climbed on top of me.

"I'm not holding ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠back anymore. I'm going to do whatever I want. That's alright, isn't it, darling?"

"…Yes. Do as you please."

She was terrifying. What exactly was she planning? She wasn't going to swallow me whole so we could spend the rest of our lives inside each other, was she?

Of course not. Baek A-young wasn't that kind of lunatic. The sopping wetness between her legs made that perfectly clear. As ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠if answering her, my cock was already rock-hard. Pressed against her soaked folds, the warm, slick contact only made it stiffer.

But she had no intention of letting me inside just yet. Not on a day like this. Instead, she slowly lowered her head and kissed me.

It was a kiss overflowing with hunger. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and swept across my teeth, my tongue, the roof of my mouth — ransacking every inch of it.

"Mmh… chup. Nnh…"

Even pressed flush against me, it wasn't enough. She ground her breasts against my chest, seized the back of my head, and drove her tongue even deeper.

"Hahp… chup…"

"Mmph…"

Her body trembled. She couldn't keep her hands still. One clutched the back of my skull; the other laced its fingers through mine. We stayed like that for minutes on end. The only sound in the hospital room was the wet exchange of saliva.

I tried to pull back for a breath, but she refused to let our mouths part. I gave up.

This takes me back to the beginning.

I never thought I'd end up like this with Baek A-young. When I first met the Saint who wanted to be raped, I'd been wondering how best ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to violate her so she'd enjoy it. And now here we were, calling each other darling. Strange, looking back on it. Wonderful, but strange.

"Chuu… hahp. Nnh…"

…

I had never felt fear during sex before. But this brought back the first time Baek A-young had gone completely feral. Back then I'd been so frightened I'd run for my life. Now there was nowhere to run. I had confessed to her. Madness like this had to be met head-on. If I couldn't handle even this much, I never should have confessed in the first place.

I stroked her back as she squeezed her eyes shut and thrust her tongue into my mouth with single-minded hunger, slowly savoring every inch of her. I traced the softness of her back, gripped the lean curve of her waist, kneaded the taut swell of her ass, and slipped a hand between her thighs where the heat and wetness were already overflowing. Every time I touched her she let out a faint moan and twitched, and the cock pressed against her body twitched with her. Being trapped against that soaked pussy was becoming unbearable. I wanted to bury myself inside her right then, mid-kiss, and start moving. I wanted to savor that dense, clinging heat and empty every last drop of myself into the deepest part of her.

But the fact that she wasn't moving meant she didn't want me inside yet. So I waited.

"Hahh… darling. Chup."

The long, long kiss finally broke, a thin thread of saliva stretching between our mouths.

I rolled my hips, just slightly, dragging my cock along her folds — as clear a signal as I could send that I wanted in. It still wasn't time. Baek A-young slowly buried her face against my throat and began sucking at the side of my neck, kiss after wet kiss.

A soft, slick friction below. A ticklish heat at my throat. Her scent filled my nose, and threaded through it was the raw, filthy smell of a woman in heat.

"Darling… I love you. Hahp. Chup…"

"Mmh. Me too… nnh."

Her eyes were glazed over, pickled in something that had nothing to do with ordinary consciousness. She was gone — completely lost in the act.

"Hah… hah… Darling, how does it feel?"

"…Good. Darling."

The truth was I wanted to be inside her. The foreplay was fine, but as a man my cock was screaming for something more — more heat, more pleasure, more of her. Baek A-young, though, seemed determined to do everything she wanted tonight.

The tongue that left my throat traced along my collarbone, then closed around my nipple.

"Nnh…"

A moan slipped out of me. The sensation of her soft tongue wrapping around the bud and rolling it was still unfamiliar every time she did it, but it wasn't bad. Was this what they meant by getting developed?

"It's so hot, darling. This is the hottest your cock has ever been."

She never stopped. Her free hand stroked my shaft in slow, lazy pulls. She wasn't wrong — my cock was burning like a volcano about to blow. The lightest touch felt like it would set me off. Knowing that, she kept her grip just shy of enough to make me come, and slowly worked her way down my body. The tongue that had been licking my nipple dragged along my side, then down toward my groin — and then, quite deliberately, licked everywhere except the cock itself. There was no other way to read it. She was doing this on purpose.

"Hahp. Hahh…"

I needed to come. My cock had hit its limit. It was rigid, aching, begging her to stop teasing.

"Darling… I want you."

"Heh… You're adorable, darling. I finally feel like I've won."

I called for her with everything I had, and Baek A-young smiled faintly as she brought her face to my cock and stuck out her tongue. She kept stroking me with that maddeningly light touch and pressed kiss after kiss to the head — not the devoted, practiced fellatio she usually gave me, but shy little bird-pecks, like a bashful girl.

Chup. Chup.

"Darling. That thing you said earlier… you'll keep that promise, right?"

"Hm?"

She wrapped her hand around my cock like a hostage and looked up at me.

"That I'll always be number one… you'll keep that, right?"

"…Of course I will, darling."

Honestly, I couldn't be sure. I still had no idea how many more women I would have to conquer. Promises like that didn't come easy. But in this moment, I needed to give her everything I had. That was the rule I had made for myself, a man who had to win over more than one woman: when I held someone, I held only her.

"I'll believe you, darling. You're the only one for me."

Baek A-young smiled faintly and stuck out her tongue. She let go of my cock and licked it from the root all the way up. She cleaned the shaft, the underside of the head, even the slit with slow, thorough strokes of her tongue — and then she took me into her mouth.

"Hahhbl… chuu."

"Hahh…"

A groan I had been holding back tore out of me. I fisted the hospital sheets and wrung them in both hands. The pleasure was so sharp it felt like my cock was about to be ripped out of my body.

"Harder. Do it harder…"

The urge to come crashed over me in a wave I could barely ride. I grabbed her head and pushed myself deeper into her mouth. She matched me, bobbing faster. I let go of the sheets and reached for her breasts instead.

"Hahhbl…?! Nnh!"

The sudden pinch of her nipple made her eyes fly wide, my cock still buried in her mouth. She stared up at me like she couldn't believe it.

And what was she going to do about it? I wasn't just going to lie there and take it. Her reactions were too good — playing with her chest was half the fun. I repaid every bit of teasing she'd put me through, pinching and rolling her nipples without mercy while I thrust into the back of her throat. She flinched and shuddered from the pleasure and sucked me even harder for it.

The wet, sloppy sounds of her service and her muffled moans filled the quiet hospital room. Watching her swallow down the pre-cum that kept welling up only wound me tighter. Sweet as it was… the sight of it was just as filthy, and just as exciting.

"I want to come, darling."

"Pwah— mmh… You can come whenever you want. Hahp."

As if to prove she meant it, she sped up, taking me even deeper. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as I hit the back of her throat, but she never stopped sucking.

"I'm coming. I'm coming now…!"

A heavy pulse. Then another. I couldn't hold it. I came straight into her mouth. Baek A-young worked her tongue around the head, rolling it, determined to take every last drop. The orgasm wouldn't stop — as if my body were paying her back for every minute of that long, cruel tease. I had held out so long that the pleasure hitting me now was enormous. She kept her mouth locked around me, shaking her head, swallowing in thick, audible gulps until the aftershocks finally faded.

When the last of it was spent and a clean, hollow lightness settled over me, I looked down. Baek A-young was smiling up at me. She gave the head one last wet suck as she pulled off, then parted her lips with a smile so filthy it made my spent cock twitch.

"Chup… Darling. Did that feel good?"

"…Yeah. It felt good, darling."

She grinned — hehe — and stuck her tongue out at me. I stroked the hair of the woman who had just swallowed every drop. My cock was still hard. Sex like this didn't come around often. I was nowhere near done.

"Darling…"

Baek A-young sat up over me and spread her soaked pussy with her fingers. Thick, glistening strands of her juices dripped onto my chest, carrying that raw, filthy scent.

"You know this is only the beginning, right?"

"…Of course."

Judging by her face, even several rounds wouldn't be enough. I wasn't afraid. I could take whatever she threw at me. The only thing I was actually worried about was whether the attendants would start getting suspicious if we took too long.

"Darling…"

I reached between the spread of her thighs.

"Hahh…!"

Her pussy was so plump and yielding I wanted to call it plush. It welcomed my fingers like it had been waiting for them. Her thighs twitched, but she didn't pull away. I answered that welcome by going straight for her clit. She had given me a proper working-over. I intended to return the favor in full.

"Ah— ahh… hyaaah…"

"Darling. You like it here?"

"Hahhnn… ah, aaaah…. Darling…"

She shuddered and jerked under my fingers, then folded forward and buried my face in her chest. The pleasure had stolen the strength from her waist. Being smothered in her breasts wasn't a bad way to go, but I couldn't work ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her properly like this — it was too cramped, too close. I eased her back and switched our positions.

Now Baek A-young was the one on her back.

"Hahh… darling…"

Squelch. Squelch.

I studied her pussy to the sound of those obscene, wet noises — and then, without warning, I put my mouth on her clit. The little bud had already slipped free of its hood. The moment my tongue touched it, it hardened further.

"Hih— hnn! Haahk…! Aang…! Hh, khhnnn!"

Baek A-young arched off the bed, her back bowing under the first real, dedicated attention she had received in far too long.