Chapter 111: We Can Do It Again.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 111: We Can Do It Again.
I was having the time of my life thanks to my girlfriend, so I decided to treat her to the nicest-looking, most expensive barbecue place in town.
“Wow, good thing we called ahead.”
“Yeah. If we hadn't, we wouldn't have even gotten a proper meal, would we?”
Inside, the place was packed with people on vacation, just like us. The staff were rushing around, serving food.
“Welcome. Do you have a reservation?”
“Yes. It's under Han Taemin.”
Maybe because we booked late, we unfortunately couldn't get a window seat.
“This smells absolutely heavenly, doesn't it?”
Just looking at the grill at the next table made my mouth water.
“Ah. Order whatever you want. Seriously.”
“Oppa. If you say that, I'll really eat a lot. Are you sure?”
She was trying to sound intimidating, but I knew better than anyone that Doah had a small appetite.
Honestly, it would be a miracle if she could fit that much food in her tiny body. She was as petite as they come.
Once the grill heated up, a staff member came and cooked the meat for us, and we just watched.
The meat sizzled as it cooked.
“You can eat it now~”
“Thank you.”
As soon as the staff member left, I picked up the first piece and started making a wrap.
She'd been sulking earlier because of the ski instructor, and she'd also gotten us this amazing place to stay. Thinking I should at least do this much for her, I added an extra piece of meat to the wrap and held it out to Doah.
“Ah.”
“What's this? Is it for me?”
“Yeah.”
“What's the occasion?”
Despite her words, she seemed happy, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly.
“Open up.”
“Ah~”
Maybe I shouldn't have put in two pieces.
I wanted to give her a big, delicious bite, but her mouth looked like it was about to burst.
Doah managed to eat it, chewing diligently like a hamster with its cheeks full.
“Ah. Wasn't that a little too big?”
“Sorry.”
“No, it's okay. It was delicious.”
Even though I told her to eat as much as she wanted, Doah quickly declared she was full. I followed suit, ordering just a stew before we got up to leave.
It was already dark when we entered the restaurant.
By the time we left, it was night. A pitch-black night.
We walked up the sloping path, following the sidewalk illuminated by streetlights.
“Does the snow not melt here?”
“I guess not.”
It was a scene you couldn't see in Seoul.
Just walking down the snow-covered street felt special.
“It's cold. Let's hurry.”
I grabbed Doah's hand and picked up the pace, but she held me back, saying it was fine to go slowly.
-Creeak
When we got back to our room and opened the door, the warmth of the heated floor greeted us.
“Phew... so warm.”
I took off my padded jacket and flopped onto the bed. Doah scurried over and lay down next to me.
“It's so warm~”
She was grinning foolishly, and I found her so cute that instead of answering, I decided to do what I couldn't on the ski lift earlier.
My lips moved toward hers.
Doah didn't pull away as I leaned in.
Instead, she closed her eyes and puckered her lips.
-Smooch
When I pulled back, a pleasant smile was playing on Doah's lips.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you remember when I first confessed to you?”
Weren't we having a nice moment? Her sudden question felt like being hit by a rock, but I forced a smile.
“Ah... I... remember...”
“Then do you remember how you rejected me?”
Seriously. Why does she keep doing this to me?
“I just... said you... weren't my type...”
Doah's index finger traced a line down my chest.
“...How about now?”
“Now?”
“Am I still not your type?”
I remembered what Yoonje said about women always needing reassurance.
“Of course not.”
Because Luka... no, Doah... was a woman who was infinitely close to my ideal type.
“Then, as much as you're sorry for rejecting me back then...”
Her arms wrapped around my neck.
“Kiss me.”
The reward, disguised as a punishment, was so sweet that I prayed for time to stop.
This wasn't the cramped bed of a studio apartment, just big enough for one, but a spacious bed meant for two.
Not that the extra space changed what we were doing.
-Schlick. Shlurp.
The sensual sound of our tongues tangling together filled the air.
Doah was pulling the back of my neck toward her with surprising strength, and I held her face in my hands, as if I never wanted to let her go.
“Hah...”
A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead.
“...Doah.”
Panting, Doah looked me straight in the eye.
“Can you... turn off the lights?”
She seemed to know what I was about to do, making her request in advance.
But for some reason, the more I thought about how lovely she was, the more a desire to deny her request welled up inside me.
“...No.”
“What?”
Doah flinched, clearly not expecting to be refused.
The drop of sweat tracing a path down her neckline looked incredibly sensual, so instead of answering, I buried my face in the nape of her neck.
“Ahhh...”
I could feel Doah's hands on my back.
With every movement of my lips, she clenched and released her grip on my shirt.
A bright red mark was imprinted on her neck.
Proof that she was mine.
Proof that she was my one and only girlfriend.
“...I'm taking them off.”
Instead of answering, Doah gave a slight nod, and I wasted no time removing the pieces of cloth that stood in the way of our love.
Doah's skin was as white as a snowflake.
This was the second time I had seen her naked.
Last time, we'd done it with the lights off, but now, everything was clear.
Her light pink nipples, her neatly trimmed pubic hair—I took it all in vividly.
Was it because I was staring too intently?
Lying there helplessly, she suddenly sat up.
“...I want to undress you, too.”
“Huh?”
“I said I want to try taking your clothes off.”
With that, Doah knelt and pulled my t-shirt up.
I was going to take it off anyway, so I let her, sensing the next part would be the real hurdle. There was still one last barrier in the way.
Her small hand slipped inside the waistband of my underwear.
Slowly, my boxers started to come down.
“Haa...”
A surprised gasp escaped Doah's lips.
Is this how she felt? The atmosphere was less sensual and more mutually embarrassing.
“...Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
I had been mustering the courage to move on to the next step, but her voice made my body tense up again.
“W-With my mouth...”
Doah couldn't seem to meet my eyes. She ducked her head, her hair falling like a curtain to hide her face.
“Should I... do it for you?”
Realizing what she meant, I felt my world shake.
Doah... is going to do... that... for me?
Her light pink lips on my...
It wasn't that I didn't want it, but it was an awkward situation to just agree to.
As if sensing my hesitation, Doah began to move.
I was lying flat on my back, and she positioned herself between my legs.
The moment her tongue touched the tip of my head, my body shuddered as if I'd been electrocuted.
-Mwah.
Her lips, which had been kissing mine just moments ago, now touched my cock.
Doah caressed me as carefully as if she were handling a newborn baby.
Every time her tongue traced the bulging veins up and down, I was losing my mind.
-Slurp, slurp, shlurp.
She must have seen it somewhere, because despite her clumsy technique, she bobbed her head in a way you'd see in certain videos.
My cock, slick with her saliva. My girlfriend, stroking the shaft with her inexperienced hands.
I couldn't take it anymore and lifted her up.
Condom. I needed a condom.
I had one in my wallet, of course, but it seemed faster to go through Doah's bag than to rummage through my jacket, so I unzipped the pocket I'd noticed earlier.
“Oppa, how did you...”
Her eyes asked how I knew. I could explain later.
After confirming the condom was on properly, I aimed the tip of my head toward her lower lips.
The moisture I felt on my fingertips told me that Doah was also ready.
“...Doah.”
“I love you.”
I wasn't so foolish as to not understand what she meant by that, and I began to move my hips.
Maybe because I hadn't given her any foreplay, it felt a little tight, but only for a moment.
Soon, Doah was taking all of me without any trouble.
-Slap, slap, slap, slap.
Words disappeared, leaving only the sound of breathing in the room.
A trail of saliva trickled from the corner of Doah's mouth.
“Hah... hah... ahh... hah...”
The deeper I pushed inside, the more her eyes lost their focus.
Honeyed juices flowed from her cute bottom, and her parted legs tempted me, showing no signs of closing.
“Hah...”
I pulled out, catching my breath, and gave her the next instruction.
“Get on your stomach.”
As if her arms had no strength left, Doah kept her face buried in the pillow and simply lifted her hips.
It was a position that, as a man, I found impossible to resist.
I placed my hands on Doah's hips, preparing to thrust into her again.
“Doah.”
“...Yes.”
I couldn't see her face, but I could hear her voice.
“I love you.”
As I penetrated her once more, Doah answered only with a lewd moan.
“Hah... ahhh... Oppa... Oppaaa...”
I gripped her hips like handles and moved my waist.
Doah's body clung to mine so perfectly it made me think there was a reason the human body was shaped this way.
“Hnnngh! Oppaaa! I can't take any more!”
Her moan was almost a scream. I sensed that I was reaching my limit, too.
“Doah. Doah. Doah. Doah!”
-Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
The feeling of release washed over me, and after calling her name over and over, I collapsed on top of her.
I could feel the hot liquid pooling inside the condom.
Doah, lying beneath me.
And me, sprawled on top of her.
Doah tilted her head back slightly and pressed her lips to mine.
“Today...”
Her words were muffled by her breathy voice.
“It's okay to do it again.”
It was the first time we had explored each other so thoroughly that we didn't even know when we fell asleep.