Teacher's Day Sunrise Frenzy
Teacher's Day. Taeyang wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead and let out a small sigh. "Phew... that was intense."
The mood had gotten to him, making him throw himself into sex with real passion for the first time in ages. Who knew it'd go on for nearly four straight hours without a break? Hell, he wasn't even sure if four hours had passed. He'd blown his load close to ten times, so he figured that was about right. It had been pure, unhinged madness. When their throats got parched, they'd quenched it with each other's saliva. When the urge to pee hit, they didn't bother hunting for a bathroom or holding it in.
He stretched lightly, frowning as his whole body crackled. "Nngh..." Dawn was breaking in the distance. The sun wasn't quite up yet, but the natural light creeping over the horizon was enough to make out shapes clearly.
He glanced down at Ahyeon lying there. She was a total mess—no sugarcoating it. "Hah... haaah..." Her eyes had rolled back, showing only whites, tongue lolling out between parted lips. Her body was covered in angry red kiss marks that screamed raw sex. And...
"Time to get up."
Taeyang placed his hand on Ahyeon's lower belly. Amid her rock-hard eleven-pack abs, the one spot with any give—the fatty layer below her navel, evolved to protect her womb—was one of the few soft places on her body, right after her tits and mound. He pressed down firmly. A faint vibration hummed from inside. Her womb was quivering.
"Heek!" Her womb twitched, and her whole body jolted with it. Blubbl... blorp... plip... Forgetting all shame, thick, milky cum gushed back out from between her wide-spread legs.
"Aaaah...!" Ahyeon finally snapped to, letting out a pitiful moan. She clapped her hands over her still-glugging pussy, trying to hold it in. "Nooo... such a waste... poor baby Taeyang's cum..."
"Can't be helped. I'll give you more next time." There might be other early risers coming to watch the sunrise, so they needed to pull themselves together and at least get dressed. He propped Ahyeon up, supporting her upper body. He wiped them both down roughly with the towels they'd brought. Of course, with her still out of it, he had to handle her too.
"Arms up."
"Ueee..."
"Now ass up."
"Bruuu..."
He dressed her himself—windbreaker, leggings and all—while she made weird noises. He threw his own clothes back on and erased every trace of their frenzy from the sand by kicking it over. He packed up the mat last, then checked the horizon again. Still a few minutes till sunrise.
He pulled the dazed Ahyeon—mouth still agape—to her feet and nodded toward the beach. "Couldn't see much last night. Let's walk around a bit."
"Uh, yeah... help me up..."
It was the same scenery on loop, the kind that could get boring fast, but they just wandered happily. Once Ahyeon shook off the haze, she bounded around like a wild filly. "Whoa! Look at this shell! It's a heart shape!"
"Oh yeah? Edible?"
They'd marvel at weird shells washed up on the sand now and then.
"Should we do this too?"
Spotting a couple's names etched with a heart between, Ahyeon asked enviously. Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed a long stick and scrawled Ahyeon♡Taeyang way bigger than the one below.
"Hehe, whaddya think?"
"Hm." Something was missing. Taeyang hollowed out the heart's center, turning ♡ into ♥. He beckoned her over. "See this hole?"
"Yeah?"
He scanned around—no one in sight. "Piss in it."
Her eyes went wide for a second, then curved into her trademark mischievous grin. "Perv..."
"And you hate that?"
She laughed, yanking her leggings down to her calves. "Nah, love it."
Squatting carefully, she aimed her urethra at the heart. With a short groan, she bore down. Trickle... trickle... dribble... plop... After pissing all night with her juices and whatever, not much came out. But that let her fill the heart perfectly without overflow. It pooled inside, shimmering.
"How's it look?"
Taeyang pulled her head to his chest. "Fucking hot."
"That's a compliment?"
"Obviously."
"Hehe."
How much farther did they walk, heart behind them? Taeyang paused to check the horizon. Ahyeon, arm linked in his, stopped too.
"Sun's coming up."
She rose on tiptoes, whispering coyly. "How is it?"
"Compared to last night?"
"Overall!"
He thought a moment. "Last night was maybe ten times better than usual. Right now..." He glanced between her and the sunrise. "Feels ten times better than last night."
"Heheheh."
They watched in silence as the sun rose. When half was peeking out, Ahyeon murmured softly. "Y'know, actually... I was kinda disappointed."
"Suddenly?"
"They say sunrises are so moving, but... meh."
Taeyang chuckled dryly. What did that make him, after saying it was a hundred times better?
Oblivious, she kept griping. "Total waste of time."
He started to feel a tad down, but she cut him off. "Because..." She grabbed his face with both hands, locking eyes. Grinning wide. "The Taeyang right next to me is way more moving and awesome."
She yanked him in. He could've resisted, but let her pull his head down. Mwah. Short and sweet. She beamed dopily. "No contest with that sun. Let's head back. I'd rather stare at my real Taeyang one more time than watch that one."
Completely reeled in, Taeyang burst out laughing. Once he caught his breath, he grabbed her face and pecked her back. Mwah.
"You sure know how to talk pretty."
"Right? All thanks to you!"
Arms linked, they turned their backs on the rising sun. They'd come for the sunrise, but never once looked behind. "Starving. What're we eating?"
"Tteokbokki? Macarons?"
"No way, tteokbokki and macarons for breakfast? I don't even like that stuff. They say the sundae here's famous—let's grab some sundae guk."
The sun had only just risen. Their real date was starting now.
After that, they actually acted like normal lovers for once, enjoying a proper date. By the time Taeyang got home, it was just minutes shy of midnight.
Of course, Moonbyeol laid into him for ghosting her all day—what the hell was wrong with him?
* * *
Moonbyeol paused mid-scoop of soup, staring at Taeyang. "Oppa, oppa."
A few weeks back, they'd even gone on a date to the nearby aquarium. Sure, it was Moonbyeol's one-sided demand out of jealousy over his Ahyeon date, but he'd happily obliged. Maybe that's why her aegyo had spiked lately.
He looked up, meeting her eyes. "Yeah?"
"Gimme some allowance. Cash."
He'd expected another "massage me" or "help with homework," so this threw him. She had his credit card anyway—no cash shortages. "How much? Why cash all the sudden?"
She shrugged lightly. "It's Teacher's Day. Class is pooling money for a tie for the teacher. Can't just hand over a card, duh."
"Oh yeah?"
She scowled. "What's with that face? Think I'm buying something weird with cash?"
"Nah, you'd never. You've been such a good girl lately, living right."
He'd drilled it in: smoking, drinking—whatever, just tell him first. No word yet, so she must be holding strong. Good girl.
He nodded, pulling out his wallet. "How much again?"
"Ten thousand won."
"How many kids in class for ten thou each?"
"Dunno? Extra goes to ginseng for her. You think we'd skim? Kids these days are scary."
"Here."
"Sweet, thanks!"
She pocketed the bill. After dinner, as he cleared dishes, he muttered, "Teacher's Day, huh..."
A face popped into his head. He nodded. "Might pay a visit myself."
"Who?"
"Old teacher from way back. You wouldn't know her."
Hadn't seen her lately, but perfect excuse. He scrolled his contacts.
Back when he was in kindergarten, the only female teacher there. Before Ahyeon's body had filled out enough to touch, he'd leaned on her a lot. But she'd quit and moved, so contact faded—three years of radio silence.
He hit call. Connected before the first ring ended.
"Hello?"
"Hey, been a while."
She rivaled Ahyeon in history with him. No beating around the bush. "Heading over today. Get ready."
"Ah..."
An ambiguous sigh came through. Silence. After a beat, her voice returned—not a woman's, but a bitch in heat.
"Yes... ♥"