A Slow, Lingering Kiss
We continued with some light conversation for the time being.
"Are you not nervous?"
"Hmm, I'm still okay so far."
She sipped her herbal tea as she spoke. Thankfully, there was no sign of nervousness or anything of the sort. It seemed that the long, drawn-out kiss from last time had helped quite a bit.
"Did anything special happen after we parted ways yesterday?"
Yuda-nuna set down her herbal tea and leaned in closer. It looked like she wanted to start with a hug this time, as she wrapped her left arm around my waist.
"Hmm. I introduced Charles to the library."
"Heh, I see."
While I talked, she held me close and slowly exhaled. She was clinging to me like a sloth. She smelled of mint. Her glasses rattled against me, and her faint, rhythmic breathing brushed against my shoulder.
"Keep talking."
"She liked books a lot more than I thought. She said she was going to read Dante's work at the library."
"Is that sooooo-"
She clearly had no idea who Dante was, but I didn't mind. She just hugged my waist tightly and stroked my back. Then, she asked me to hug her back.
"Hug my waist, too."
I reached out with my right hand and wrapped it around her waist. It was so thin I could almost span it with one hand. If Youngsun-nuna was firm and toned with muscle, Charles was soft and fluffy, and Yuda-nuna was slightly hard, perhaps because she was so thin. But hey, a slender build has its own charm.
"Say, where did you meet Charles?"
My mind went blank for a second. How was I supposed to explain that? I delayed my answer slightly and stroked her hair with my left hand. Her gray hair rustled under my palm. I scrambled to think of a lie.
"Charles, um. She ran away from home. She said the place she lived before was incredibly poor and hungry, so she couldn't stand it anymore. The first person she saw after getting off the bus was me, and she suddenly asked me to let her stay the night."
I told a lie mixed with a bit of truth. However, it wasn't a very satisfying answer for Yuda-nuna.
"What? You made a girl with nowhere to go get a tattoo, and then asked her to have sex with you?"
Yuda-nuna pulled back from the hug and stared at me with wide, shocked eyes. I hurriedly waved my free hand, the one not holding her waist.
"I, I really didn't do anything! It was actually Charles who suggested it! Do you think I forced her to do something?"
Yuda thought about Charles for a moment. She didn't seem like someone who was afraid of Kangmin or being coerced. She looked at me with suspicious eyes.
"How long has it been since you met?"
"Six months."
If I had said one month, Yuda-nuna would have truly seen me as trash! When I stretched the truth to six months, Yuda-nuna pouted.
"You've only known her for six months, so how did you get that close?"
Well, that was true. Yuda-nuna couldn't even have a proper conversation with the parents she'd lived with her whole life. I realized she must struggle with building human relationships. I scratched my cheek as I thought about it. Come to think of it, the reason Charles and I got so close was...
"I talked to Charles a lot. Charles knows everything I like."
It wasn't so much that we talked; she had read my entire sexual preference. Wait, that must be why Charles feels such intense internal intimacy with me! She had peered into my most secret parts!
Talking to Yuda-nuna, I felt like I finally understood why Charles liked being with me. Since she knew my tastes, it was easy for her to cater to them, and she knew everything about what kind of women I was attracted to—and what I liked. After that, I thought of Charles.
'Come to think of it, I barely know what Charles likes. At most, reading books, movies like Inception, and eating...'
I guess I knew more than I thought. I should talk about various things when we go on our date tomorrow. Thinking that, I turned my attention back to Yuda-nuna.
"What do you like, Nuna?"
I waited instead of kissing her first. Yuda-nuna looked off into the distance. Her eyes seemed as if she didn't know what she liked. Should I help her out a bit? I softly pressed my lips to her neck and lingered there like a butterfly landing.
"Don't you like drinking tea? You're also really good at making coffee."
When I said that, she laughed as if it tickled. She nodded her head.
"That's right, I like tea."
Last time, we talked about what we wanted to do if we got a boyfriend, so maybe I should talk about what she likes this time. Not a question that could be answered with a single word, but something we could talk about at length.
"What kind of tea do you like?"
"Peppermint. I like herbal teas. It makes my heart feel calm when I drink it."
"Are you usually anxious, Nuna?"
At that, Yuda-nuna shut her mouth. Should I dig a little deeper here? Or should I wait? I felt like I might hurt her if I forced it. I closed my mouth too and just stroked her waist. Perhaps because she felt at ease, Yuda-nuna's lips parted. It was a melancholy confession.
"I'm anxious... wondering if I'm living my life properly. My body stiffens whenever I see a man. I've cut ties with my parents. Being a tattooist isn't exactly a socially prestigious job, and the tattoos on my body... and..."
Nuna opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Her tongue was split in two. And a piercing hanging from the tip of her left tongue shimmered.
"Maybe I made a wrong, impulsive choice? Kangmin, what do you think? Do you think so too?"
The eyes behind her glasses looked sad. A tear hanging from the corner of her eye shimmered like silver.
"It's okay, Nuna. You did what you needed to do at the time. Don't you remember? You said if you hadn't gotten the split tongue, you might have jumped in front of a car."
"Ah, that's right-"
Yuda-nuna muttered blankly. Then, she unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt. Her dress shirt slid down, revealing the whale and moon tattoo on her collarbone. And her black bra was clearly visible. Her breasts were a bit larger than Youngsun-nuna's. It wasn't easy to have such a slender frame but large breasts. Yuda-nuna traced the whale with her finger.
"Isn't this weird, too?"
"No. It's pretty. The story about the whale was very moving, too. If you hadn't gotten the tattoo, you would have had a much harder time. I... think it's amazing."
While comforting her, I pressed my lips to the tip of her left tongue where the piercing was. I left the right tongue alone and brought only the left one into my mouth, gently caressing the piercing with my tongue.
"Hut, heuuu-"
The right tongue, unable to enter my mouth, anxiously wandered around my lips. She blushed at the strange sensation of only her left tongue being kissed, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck and settled into a more comfortable position. I relaxed my body and focused my kissing on the tongue piercing. I would trap it between my teeth and tongue or gently suck on it with my lips. Yuda-nuna's breathing quickly became ragged. Her right tongue kept trying to enter my lips but failed. Just as her right tongue grew tired and stopped tapping against my lips, I opened my mouth wide and brought her entire tongue inside. There was a difference in temperature. I took her cold right tongue into my mouth and warmed it up. *Slurp—* *Smack, smack-smack—* The obscene sounds of saliva mixing with saliva, tongue with tongue, echoed through the workshop. I pressed her tongue against the roof of my mouth with mine, or licked it while tracing infinity symbols. Then, Yuda-nuna's tongue began to stir inside my mouth like a snake waking from hibernation.
'Nuna... is she a bit turned on?'
I could feel a trembling vibration. And her flushed breathing. Her waist was twitching strangely, too. As her breathing grew heavy, she exhaled more carbon dioxide onto my face. The scent of peppermint filled my nose and lungs. It felt as if Yuda-nuna's body was turning into gas and flowing into mine. Especially that moist tongue moving inside my mouth. It felt like Yuda-nuna was flowing through my body in a liquid state. Her split tongue would moisten my mouth, taking away the moisture, only to return it with saliva, slick and wet—
'Oh no, I'm hard-'
Even though I had intentionally worn comfortable pants, my cock was engorged to the point of pain. Yuda-nuna's eyes flicked toward my crotch. Seeing it standing up straight like a car gear shift, she let out a moan. Perhaps frightened, the tongue in my mouth stopped moving. Yet, she didn't loosen her arms. She looked hesitant, unable to choose between running away or continuing. To help her choose, I slipped my hand under her white satin shirt. I stroked her back as I did so.
"Hut, heuuut-"
I guess this level of skinship was okay now. But my neck felt like it was going to snap from muscle pain since I'd been turning it to the right for so long. I had to ask her to change positions.
"Nuna. Do you want to try sitting on my lap?"
Yuda-nuna climbed up to face me. She spread her knees, placing my body between her crotch, and leaned back against the sofa. She hugged my neck, and my cock was wedged between our bellies. Nuna started kissing me again. All the while, I kept stroking her back. With one hand, I supported her buttocks and stroked her thighs. I held her tight so she couldn't run away. Yuda-nuna seemed to enjoy the skinship, twisting her waist back and forth as I stroked her back. Now, our tongues were like ice that had melted and refrozen together, refusing to separate. We enjoyed an endless, wet kiss, breathing in the air from each other's lungs. But I was reaching my limit. We had been kissing for an hour already. I had no idea how much pre-cum had leaked out. My stiff cock was constantly complaining. *'Hey, Master. When can I ejaculate? Are you even going to let me cum?'*
Yuda-nuna, cruelly, pulled her lips away. She looked at the saliva stretching between us, then shook her head.
"T-today, let's stop here."
Ugh, couldn't she at least let me finish? I looked up at Yuda-nuna with the most pathetic expression I could muster. I shook my waist slightly, pressing my cock firmly against Yuda-nuna's navel. Nuna blushed and turned her head away. Not even meeting my eyes, she asked in a trembling voice.
"S-so, Kangmin. I heard it's hard for men if they can't cum. Is it really that hard-?"
"To be honest... it is a bit hard..."
If I could just prick her guilt a little more, I felt like she might at least use her hand! In my dream, she even gave me a blowjob!
"Ugh... in 20 minutes, I have a customer appointment... what should I do..."
Please. Please! If I went home like this, my balls might turn blue and go necrotic! I stared at her even more pathetically. She looked cautiously at the object poking at her navel. Would she? Would she do it???