Sweet and Loving Romance
After Kangmin left, Yuda sat on the sofa, dazed. Did Kangmin really just leave? Her mind was floating in a haze. The experience of touching a man’s member for the first time had been a shock. It was terrifying, yet her heart had raced. She kept thinking about the way Kangmin’s voice had hitched while she touched him. "I didn't know men could make such lewd sounds." Yuda pressed a hand to her pounding chest, lost in thought. What should I do next? She glanced at the folding bed in the corner of her studio. "Having sex here is a bit... not great, right?" It was the bed she collapsed onto when she was too lazy to go back to her apartment. It was cramped, dirty, and uncomfortable. She didn't want her first time to be in a place like that.
"But asking him to come over to my place for a 'part-time job' is too blatant. What do I do?" Yuda covered her face, which had turned bright red. Just imagining herself sending a text saying, "We're doing the part-time job at my place today," and sending the address made her breath hitch. It was hyperventilation, mixed with other emotions besides just excitement. "A man... coming into my home?" It was scary. She had reached the point of kissing Kangmin, but letting him into her home was a different matter entirely. Until now, her home had been her safe space, and now a man was going to enter it. Yuda finally managed to calm her racing heart and hyperventilation. "Seriously... when will I ever get used to men?" Yuda buried her face in the darkness between her hands and sighed. She just wanted to jump into it like leaping off a cliff and sleep with Kangmin. A vague assumption that perhaps all her anxiety and worries would vanish afterward. Just as those contemplating suicide see death as the only answer, Yuda’s mind was reaching a catastrophic conclusion that sex with Kangmin was the solution.
What stopped Yuda was a sound. The sound of something dropping. Startled, Yuda looked at the wall. The string of the charm Charles had given her had snapped, and it had fallen to the floor. Yuda sighed and picked up the charm.
"So, sex isn't the answer?"
It is dangerous to force someone with trauma into a high-risk situation. It could trigger a seizure or make things worse. Fortunately, the fallen charm calmed Yuda’s catastrophic thoughts. "For now... I should talk to Charles about it." Maybe she could help her with her suffocating thoughts. Yuda hung the charm back up and steeled herself. For now, a client would be arriving soon. No matter what, she had to do the tattoo perfectly. She had to be professional. Yuda smoothed her tied-up hair and squared her shoulders. It was time to work.
"Charles~ I'm home~"
I arrived home, but Charles hadn't returned from the library. The feeling was strange. Usually, Charles was always there to greet me. It had been a month since we met, and now a life without Charles felt odd. "Was the house always this quiet?" I hoped Charles would come home soon. When she did, I’d make sure she could eat dinner right away. I changed into comfortable clothes and prepared dinner. Today’s dinner was soybean paste stew. I prepared the stew using the water from washing the rice and set the rice to cook. Lots of meat, plenty of tofu. I added a packet of beef bone broth and a dash of seasoning powder. Then, a big spoonful of soybean paste and a little bit of chili paste. Would Charles like soybean paste stew?
After setting the rice and tasting the stew, it was perfect! As I blew on the stew, I heard the sound of the door lock.
"Oppa! I'm home!"
"Charles, you're back?"
Charles kicked off her slippers, put down her books, and scurried over to hug me. She planted little kisses on my lips. It was just like a newlywed couple. My erection flared instantly at the feeling of her breasts pressing against my chest. They say newlyweds have sex whenever they lock eyes. I guess that’s true. Fortunately, Charles pulled away quickly. She sniffed the air.
"Mmm, smells delicious!"
"I hope it's to your taste."
Charles quickly set the table and scooped the rice. Now, we were in sync without even needing to speak. As I placed the stew and kimchi on the table, I asked how her day was.
"Was the library fun?"
Charles’s eyes sparkled. She was incredibly excited and wanted to brag.
"There were endless books! The first through fourth floors were completely filled with books! I almost got lost. But I was so sad because I could only borrow five of them!"
She was adorable. I laughed and asked, "What books did you borrow?"
"Dante’s Paradiso, Will You Be There?, Surviving in the Forest, and two liberal arts books! They say they teach broad and shallow knowledge."
It was hard to guess Charles’s taste based on the types of books. As I blinked in confusion, Charles showed off the book. "Will You Be There?"
"I asked for a romance novel recommendation, and they suggested this! They say a person time-travels! It’s similar to my situation!"
Ah. So it was Will You Be There? Well, Guillaume Musso’s books are fun. The series are all similar, so reading one is basically like reading them all. I took a bite of rice and continued the light conversation.
"If you're bored, go often. It’ll be good practice for taking the bus, too. I’m glad you found something to do, Charles."
"Hehe. Thank you, Oppa! Thanks to you, I don't think I'll be bored anymore."
Charles laughed and organized her books. Come to think of it, were there any jerks hitting on her at the library?
"Did anything happen at the library today?"
I asked with concern, and Charles’s eyes went wide.
"Today? I just borrowed books and came out. No one really talked to me."
I expected some blonde-tanned punk to latch onto her. Then again, I suppose "golden-tan" jerks don't inhabit libraries, do they? "Let’s go on a library date later."
"I'd love that!"
Come to think of it, we hadn't decided on what movie to watch for our date tomorrow. I should probably start booking tickets soon. "Is there a movie you want to see?"
There were two worth watching among the current releases. A romance (Will You Be There?, based on the novel) and an action movie (the 007 series). Come to think of it, this romance novel was the source material for the movie, wasn't it? When I told her that, Charles groaned.
"Ugh... this is a tough choice... What should I do? Should I read the original novel and then watch the movie? Or should I just watch the movie without reading it? Or maybe the action movie?"
She tilted her head, clearly agonizing over the decision, before finally making up her mind.
"I’ve decided! I’ll watch the romance movie and then read the novel!"
So Charles prefers romance movies. I’ll remember that! "Alright. Let’s eat first, then we can talk about it."
Charles was so excited she hadn't even taken a bite yet. Would she like the soybean paste stew? Fortunately, she smiled and said it was delicious. "They said most food in the Demon Realm is just potatoes, right?" Maybe that’s why she doesn't discriminate—Korean, Western, Chinese, she eats whatever I make. It’s great that she eats so well! After dinner, Charles sprawled out on the floor and read her book. She seemed to like Dante’s Divine Comedy. She didn't move for nearly two hours, just reading.
"Charles, go brush your teeth~"
I watched some YouTube and worked on my storyboards before getting ready to lie down. I wasn't going to sleep right away. I wanted to talk to Charles a bit. I lay in bed, pulled Charles into my arms, and asked, "Charles. What books did you like when you were in the Demon Realm?"
I wanted to know more about her. At my question, Charles looked at me and smiled.
"Hmm, it’s a bit embarrassing to say, but I liked Cinderella the best! I wanted to go to a ball. I wanted to try on a dress, too. I even imagined things like, 'Maybe my sister and I are daughters of a noble family? Maybe our parents, who had to leave us behind due to unforeseen circumstances, will come looking for us?'"
That didn't happen, though. Charles sighed and hugged my neck tightly. "But I’m just glad I’m happy now."
Charles smiled softly, like moonlight, and kissed my neck in various places. My lower half swelled up in an instant. Noticing the object pressing against her thigh, Charles gave a wicked smile.
"Come to think of it, I also liked the story of the Frog Prince."
"The Frog Prince?"
I’ve heard of it. It was about a frog whose curse is broken and returns to being a prince when he receives a kiss. Charles looked at me with flushed eyes.
"Can you kiss me, too?"
I approached her as if bewitched. I kissed her pretty lips and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues tangled, and we swallowed each other's saliva. Like a thirsty person drinking water, we explored the moisture in each other's mouths. It tasted like fresh toothpaste. We breathed in and out. My cock was erect to the point of pain. As we enjoyed a dense, deep kiss for a long time, Charles pulled away and muttered.
"I don't think the magic has been broken yet—"
She whispered into my ear and guided my hand to her crotch. Through her underwear, I could feel her mound, which was thoroughly aroused. When I pressed down with my hand, Charles let out a moan and pleaded.
"Please, kiss my lower lips, too..."
Unable to contain my excitement, I moved down. A single pair of mint-colored lace panties shyly covered her lower half. She must have been incredibly aroused from the kissing, because I could see the outline of her erect clitoris through the fabric. As I pressed down with my lips and kissed her, a scream erupted from Charles’s mouth.
"Hk-ahk, right there, it feels good—"
I sucked on her clitoris, which had turned hard from excitement, and pulled off her panties. Charles spread her legs wider, happily accepting the caress. Every time my tongue brushed against her clitoris and labia, sweet screams flowed out. Like the lewd succubus she was, her nectar leaked out from between her folds.
"Charles, lift your hips."
When I placed a pillow under her hips, her lower half was completely exposed. She laid her erogenous zones bare, waiting only for my caress.
"Hk, ah- Oppa, I’m embarrassed- hk, ah-"
As I gently swept my tongue over her anus, Charles’s pussy tightened, squeezing out more nectar. Even though she said she was embarrassed, her thick pussy lips were screaming that they loved it. I teased the pink hole gently, then moved my mouth up to nibble on her mound, caressing her pussy.
"Hk, aat, hiik-"
Every time I nibbled, she twitched cutely. Since she was a 'white pussy,' there was no hair to get in the way, and the shape was beautiful. It was like licking a peach that had been slightly bruised. I sucked up her nectar and teased her persistently until she could no longer hold it in and cried out desperately.
"Oppa, put it in-♥ I want to be pierced by your cock-♥"
But I wanted to be a bit mischievous. I laughed and kept teasing her with my mouth.
"Charles, I want to see you cum from your clitoris."
"Hk, aat, nooo- put it in, Oppa- Kangmin Oppa- hwaaaaaat!"
When I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy, Charles’s hips jolted. She grabbed the pillow, shaking her head back and forth, and begged.
"Oppa... not your tongue, something bigger- please-♥"
Maybe I teased her too much. I had planned to be a bit gentle today, so I decided to stop there. I pulled my mouth away from her pussy and moved up. Charles’s eyes widened as she felt my cock stroking the entrance to her pussy. It was a look of anticipation for the pleasure to come.
"Thank you, thank you-♥"
Charles acted like a slave, kissing the lips that had been licking her crotch just moments ago. Enjoying the inside of her mouth, I inserted my massive member into her pussy. Her thoroughly soaked pussy accepted my tumbler-thick member without issue. As the glans, the size of a baby’s fist, forced the entrance open and entered, Charles filled the house with sweet screams. After over 30 minutes of pussy foreplay, the insertion sent intense electrical currents and endorphins exploding through Charles’s brain.
"Huuuuuuuuk, this, it feels good, Oppa’s cock, it feels so good-♥♥♥"
Just from the insertion, Charles’s hips trembled, and she curled and uncurled her toes. She seemed on the verge of fainting from the sensation of the glans stretching her deep inside. Her elegant, idol-like appearance was reaching a climax from the pleasure of insertion alone. That was how thick and terrifyingly large the cock she had made for me was. I could feel the tip of my cock poking her cervix. At that moment, Charles’s forehead, trembling from pleasure, twisted slightly. It seemed it was painful even in the missionary position.
"Charles, it’s hard to take it all, isn't it? Can you shrink it by about 5cm?"
"Hk, a, I understand-"
Charles wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed her pussy tight. Then, with some effort, I felt my cock shrink slightly. The sensation of it touching her cervix began to fade.
"It, it’s okay now, Oppa."
At Charles’s words, I pulled back once and then thrust in to the hilt.
"Hauuuuk♥♥♥♥♥♥!"
Charles’s eyes widened with joy. It felt much better now that I could thrust all the way in without hitting her cervix. Charles said with a happy expression, "Kangmin Oppa, thank you for shrinking it♥, thrust harder, thrust more intensely-♥"
Today, we really acted like lovers, kissing sweetly. I nibbled on Charles’s earlobes and teased the inside of her ears with my tongue while we had sex. When I gave Charles the same sticky kisses Yuda-nuna gave me, she poured out a variety of screams like a string instrument. It seems Charles really likes petting. Confirming that fact, I teased her until I ejaculated twice inside her. Charles reached climax about four times. After the intense ejaculation, Charles smiled, melting like butter.
"Like this... Oppa, kissing me while we have sex... I love it so much..."
Good. I found another thing Charles likes. I smiled and held Charles. We fell asleep peacefully, hugging each other, covered in sweat.