In a Daze
Suhee's head was growing stranger by the minute. She'd always liked this kind of atmosphere, but today was different — hazier, more like she was drifting through a dream. And yet Jeongun's hands on her body came through with perfect, crystalline clarity.
"Haa… aahng, nngh."
Her mind was fogged, but her body was painfully sensitive. Every time his fingers brushed her fever-warmed skin, a tremor ran through her. She wanted him more aggressively than usual. With trembling hands, she reached out and started trying to undress him.
Even that wasn't easy. Whether it was the cold or the medicine, her fingers wouldn't stop shaking. Or maybe it was just the way he was touching her.
"Nngh."
Watching Suhee twitch beneath him, letting out those lewd little sounds, Jeongun couldn't hold back any longer. The heat pouring off her body made his own head swim. He could feel it through the towel just as clearly as she could — that taut, springy body of hers. She was weak from being sick, of course, but even that had its own appeal. The powerless hands that couldn't quite resist. The heat in every ragged breath she took.
When Suhee's hands weakly patted at his clothes, Jeongun stripped without a moment's hesitation. The towel between them was unnecessary now. The cock jutting up between them explained everything well enough.
"Hngh… you'll catch my cold…"
"So what?"
He answered her meaningless murmur and immediately buried his face against her chest, both hands locked around her waist, pinning her in place.
"Euhk."
When his whole body came down over hers, the sensitivity of her flesh overtook the haze in her mind. It felt like her skin was on fire. Not just his hands — his arms against her sides, his chest against hers. Everywhere they touched, she caught fire.
"Hngh, ah…"
"Stay still. Today."
It sounded like consideration for a sick woman. Or a declaration that he was going to do whatever he wanted. The moment the words left his mouth, Jeongun's lips found her body — just above the collarbone, at the base of her throat.
"Hngh."
She exhaled and tried to wrap her arms around his head, but Jeongun stopped her.
"Stay still."
He laced his fingers through hers and pressed her hands hard into the mattress, then set his mouth loose on that soft body. His thick cock settled with a heavy thud against her pale, yielding stomach.
Pinned to the bed with both hands trapped in his, Suhee could barely keep her thoughts together. Was it because she was sick? Resisting was harder than usual, and the heat building in her body was almost too much to bear.
Wherever his dry lips landed, a little spark caught fire. The stimulation was as intense as a well-heated iron, and Suhee writhed — but it was useless. The thick cock resting on her stomach pressed down heavier than usual, and there was no prying her hands free of his interlaced grip.
His dry lips stamped themselves across her body. Now and then a thoroughly wet tongue slipped out to lick her. Cold and hot at once. The trail his lips and tongue left behind refused to cool.
"Hngh. Ah—"
Jeongun's tongue was tireless. Thorough, as if he meant to clean every inch of her. Once he'd had his fill of her collarbone and throat, he moved to her wide-open armpit.
"Ah, don't. Nngh… the sweat…"
"I already wiped you down."
"B-but still… ahh."
Suhee twisted, embarrassed — she'd been soaked in sweat earlier. It still didn't matter. Jeongun's strong hands wouldn't let go. The more she struggled, the harder he pinned her to the bed.
He'd wiped her down earlier, but her armpit was still damp. Probably because she kept sweating. He tasted the salt, and at the same time felt every squirm of her embarrassed body against his own. She was grinding that large, soft chest against him, trying to hold back her moans. And through it, he felt her nipples harden.
"Hngh… nngh… aahng."
It was mortifying. Even she could feel the sweat still beading in her armpit. And Jeongun wasn't just licking it all up — he was slathering her in saliva until she thought she'd lose her mind. She could feel, with strange vividness, the blood rushing to her breasts. Was it the heightened sensitivity? Or was the fever making her imagine things?
Instinctively, she started grinding her body against the thick, heavy cock resting on her stomach. Pre-cum was already dripping from Jeongun's cock, painting wet patterns across her belly. The more lewdly she rolled her hips, the larger those sticky shapes grew.
With Suhee writhing like that, Jeongun pressed down with his full weight, and his cock was crushed between their tightly pressed bodies.
"Ugh."
Her body felt so hot. Hotter than usual. The sensation of her fever-flushed skin against every inch of him was incredible. He pressed in harder. Stuck his tongue out and licked her even more messily.
After sucking one armpit until it was soaked, the next destination was obvious. The most sensitive place. He didn't lift his tongue from her skin, just drifted it slowly onward. As it moved from her armpit to the side of her breast, Suhee seemed to realize where he was headed — she started trembling.
"Eugh, ahh."
He hadn't even properly touched it yet and she was already coming apart. She knew exactly where that tongue was aiming, and anticipation had already started soaking the space between her thighs. Suhee lifted her hips slightly and spread her legs wide.
The cock that had been grinding against her lower belly slid down between her legs. Her petals, already growing wet, parted softly as they rubbed against his cock, wrapping around it as naturally as if they'd been made as a pair. Not completely, of course — he was far too thick for that.
His cock nestled between the spread lips of Suhee's pussy. The moment that thick, obscene shaft made contact, her pussy gushed as if it had been waiting. There was no direct stimulation yet, so the wetness welled up like a spring, soaking him thoroughly.
"Haah, ahh!"
Jeongun's tongue, which had been climbing the ridge of her body at its leisure, finally reached the summit. Suhee's pretty, cute, endlessly sensitive, filthy little nipple.
"Augh, aahng."
She reacted instantly. She couldn't help it. His tongue had only grazed it, and it felt like her nipple was going to come off. A sharp, almost painful pleasure seized her entire body. She could feel the cock nestled between her pussy lips twitch, and it nearly drove her insane. It meant Jeongun was just as worked up. His cock pulsed in time with his heartbeat, and she felt every throb through the tender flesh of her pussy.
Slick poured out of her. It wasn't shooting out, but it soaked her inner thighs and the cock lewdly wedged between her pussy lips as thoroughly as if she'd pissed herself.
Feeling her pussy get wetter, Jeongun rolled his hips. At the same time, he sucked that filthy nipple hard into his mouth.
"Haaaaahng."
Suhee's long, thin moan slid into Jeongun's ear. And the pussy gripping his cock clenched. Every time he rocked his hips, grinding against her, her waist moved with him.
"Nnnngh, aaaahng."
Her voice was a little hoarse from the cold, but that was filthy in its own right. And the way she moved, trying desperately to grind her soaked pussy against his cock, was almost painfully adorable.
They hadn't even started fucking yet, and the fluids dripping from both of them were already making wet, filthy sounds. While he sucked her breasts and ground his cock against her pussy, the grip of Jeongun's hands loosened slightly. Suhee's hands slipped free like a snake and managed to grab his head.
Having her breasts sucked felt good, but she was too far gone now. Fever, medicine, and a mind swimming in haze — she grabbed the face that had been mindlessly devouring her chest and pulled him up into a kiss.
Her lips parted instantly and his tongue pushed in. Jeongun's hot tongue swept through her mouth as if he'd been waiting, tangling with hers. Their sticky saliva mixed, making sounds just as wet as what was happening below. Suhee's mouth was incredibly hot. Her tongue too. That tongue, like jelly made of lava, coiled around his with wicked skill.
Holding her burning body, Jeongun shifted the angle of his hips. Pressing down from above, mixing tongues with her in a sticky kiss, the head of his cock pushed just slightly inside.
"Hngh."
That familiar, overwhelming heaviness sliding between her legs pulled a moan from Suhee. She had her legs spread as wide as they would go, but the feeling of that thick club pushing in was still overwhelming. It felt like her pelvis was splitting — and at the same time, like she was being wrapped up, becoming one with him. His cock, forcing its way through her tight pussy, began a shallow thrusting motion.
"Hngh, nngh, mmph, euhk."
Suhee panted with their mouths still locked together. He wasn't going deep, but the stimulation was still intense. From the head down just a little past it — he wasn't scraping her insides properly, but the entrance of her pussy was just as sensitive. That spot he'd been grinding against so wetly was now taking his cock, and her thighs couldn't close. Instead, every time that overwhelming thickness pushed in, her hips jerked.
"Hmph."
Even as Suhee gasped for air, Jeongun's tongue relentlessly tormented hers. The way he pulled it into his mouth and sucked, it seemed he'd already forgotten about catching her cold. He sucked her hot tongue as if he meant to drink every drop of her saliva.
"Haaa…"
Tongue hanging out, taking his cock, Suhee's mind went distant. The haze thickened, and the pleasure rising from her pussy felt like the sweetest kind of dream.