Chapter 8. The Hero. (4)
Belita had no doubt that this confession was the worst one she had ever received among all the others... yet what made her even more insane was that the man who had made it—the utterly crazy bastard Kang-jun—was still sailing smoothly along with him, and right now they were heading together to her house.
‘No, there are more refined ways to say it. Like “I’m going to eat ramyeon and come back,” or “Can I have just one drink?” Then what the hell am I supposed to do?! ...Even if it’s “I want to have sex”! What does that even mean? Who the fuck just asks that on the spot after meeting for ten minutes!’
At first she thought her fallopian tube had simply malfunctioned. No, who the hell could possibly expect someone to say straight to their face after meeting for just ten minutes, “Do you want to have sex with me?” After asking again, she finally realized the broken part wasn’t her fallopian tube but his mouth.
She should have refused right there. Accepting such a low-class proposal wasn’t just low-class—it was completely breaking the three pillars she had to protect. The pillars holding her up would collapse, and she would inevitably fall with them.
But it was ridiculous. After confirming his words again, she couldn’t speak for a long time. Because she had no program ready to handle the deadly virus that had just suddenly sprouted from her head...
In truth, she hadn’t had the slightest spark of hope that she could write a long history with him tonight. So she had even brought condoms in her handbag just in case. Of course, that was only for thorough preparation; it had nothing to do with lewd motives... or so she had believed, but that belief was now shaking.
‘Did I actually get hungry?’
For the past six months, she hadn’t been in any romantic relationships at all. So sometimes at night she would toss and turn because of the loneliness... and maybe that was why her eyes had suddenly rolled back just now.
Anyway, there was no point in smashing her brain apart trying to figure out why this happened, why he said those words, or why she couldn’t refuse. The important thing was that, in the end, she was still with him right now.
They didn’t speak a single word as they left the park and walked until they reached the front door. Before opening the door, Belita turned around and said, “Wait a moment,” her voice a little husky from not having spoken much.
The moment she stepped inside, Belita tossed off her heels and quickly tidied up the house. Fortunately, she had cleaned with a song in her heart yesterday—that was a godsend. Still, a couple of things caught her eye. She shoved them roughly into a drawer and made them vanish completely from view. Finally, she stood in front of the entrance and swept her eyes across the interior. Just in case something unsightly was still left behind...
“Now, come in.”
Kang-jun strode through the open doorway. Belita’s chest tingled from the sudden masculine scent that rushed in from his nose. That was the scent of the man she had longed for. She took a deep breath so he wouldn’t notice behind her back.
He dropped onto the living-room sofa, rested both arms on the backrest, and nodded his head. Smirking at her, he really was stunningly handsome. It felt almost unreal—like this was actually reality.
“Nice house.”
“‘Cause I’m a hero. I make money like crazy.”
As proof, the interior and furniture were all luxurious. Living here would feel great.
Kang-jun stared at Belita standing there awkwardly. She felt the atmosphere was weird, so she asked, “Want to have a drink?”
“Yeah, pour it.”
She opened the cabinet, took out a bottle of soju and two glasses, and brought them over. The rich amber liquid filled the two glasses. Kang-jun accepted one, sniffed the aroma first, and downed it in one go. The alcohol burned up, stinging his nostrils and under his eyes.
Belita exhaled a hot breath and set her glass down with a clack. An oddly eerie silence flowed again. The queen bee’s vibe had vanished, leaving only a single maid behind.
Kang-jun decided to keep using the unstoppable momentum he was pushing now. Since success or failure didn’t matter anyway, and she was a woman who could handle anything big, he might as well use the coupon to fuck her.
“Belita.”
“Mm-hm.”
“...Do you kiss well?”
Belita didn’t answer. Strangely, she was lukewarm when it came to kissing. She had never really enjoyed it. So her intense kisses were almost unheard of. Men usually paid more attention below than above.
But Kang-jun’s style was to conquer top to bottom, step by step. Men focused on their lower erogenous zones, while women’s were spread throughout their whole bodies. That was why foreplay was important.
Kang-jun pulled Belita’s shoulder closer. Their lips touched. After a little exploration, he realized she was still a complete beginner. So it was better to invest here gradually.
At first he started lightly. He touched, licked, and sucked the entrance. Then he knocked and pushed inside. She opened her mouth to receive it, but didn’t open wide. Her response was passive. Still, Kang-jun didn’t give up easily.
This kiss, the prelude to sex, was a process that couldn’t be overlooked. How successful it was would decide the entire direction of things. It was a magic key that could open her whole body and mind. The key would let him enter areas he could never reach with just a dick.
She gradually fell into the kiss. Among all the men she had ever had, none had ever focused on kissing like this. There was something sincere about it. And with that sincerity, she was drowning.
Belita had somehow climbed onto his lap by now. They wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their bodies together. Now she was actively sucking and licking his tongue. Drool from her lips couldn’t even be wiped away, yet she was so absorbed she didn’t care.
The kiss continued for a surprisingly long time. Of course it wasn’t continuous—it would break off in the middle sometimes. She was still a beginner and often missed her breathing rhythm.
Feeling that it was about time, Kang-jun secretly pulled away from her. Hot breath exploded from her red, lipstick-stained lips with each puff. Her eyelids opened, and their moist, glazed eyes met.
“Now suck.”
Kang-jun rode the wave. She naturally slid down between his legs. He yanked down his pants. The throbbing, ugly thing—veins bulging, drooling—stood up straight. The lewd scent slammed into her nose. Her body trembled in reaction.
In truth, since becoming a hero, she had never actually sucked a man’s dick. By age alone, it was already three years. She wasn’t inexperienced—she just didn’t do it often, like kissing. The ugly, smelly thing made her stomach twist; the woman who was so clean and proper found it embarrassing.
But right now she was swept up in the raging current. Somehow, his dick didn’t feel repulsive at all. On the contrary, she was going crazy for it.
Belita grabbed his dick with both hands. It was so big she couldn’t take all of it, yet her mouth was full. She moved her head clumsily back and forth. She was the one sucking, but the excitement came from her. Her hand slid into her groin on its own.
Slurp, ahh. Every time she pulled the dick from her mouth, thick saliva mixed with hot breath exploded. Each time she looked up at him with her eyes rolled back, smiling crookedly. That gaze stabbed straight into her lewd heart.
After several rounds, she sent him a glance saying it was time for the next step. Kang-jun moved exactly as she wanted.
“Take everything off. All of it.”
Belita obeyed his command. Her body, carefully maintained, had real allure. There was a little softness in her belly, but that was more than enough to overlook as cute.
Kang-jun took off his shirt and tossed it carelessly on the floor. Now they were both completely naked.
“Where do you want to do it?”
“Inside. Let’s go inside.”
The sofa was uncomfortable, so she wanted to go to the bedroom. Kang-jun nodded and agreed. He quickly pulled her along as she turned to walk inside. He never left a gap as they moved toward the bedroom.
The moment they crossed the bedroom doorway, Kang-jun’s show began. He skillfully touched and licked her. Every time she felt his hot hands, she grew hotter and hotter.
She had thought herself simple in the sexual department, but she discovered herself floundering in a deep swamp. Kang-jun knew exactly where her most sensitive spot was and attacked it relentlessly. Even before penetration, she was already soaked with sweat.
After a long foreplay, he finally shoved his dick deep inside her. She felt like a burning pillar had been stabbed in. Her groin melted. She couldn’t focus on the pleasure coming at her. This was the first time she had felt anything like this since she was born. It was completely different from just a light flutter.
This was real.
Everything she had experienced until now had been fake. Belita finally felt she had found the real thing. Of course, her thoughts didn’t go beyond that. Her head went numb from the pleasure he gave her.
Aahng aahng haaahng. Unfiltered moans poured from her mouth. Unlike tsuzukawan, she couldn’t hold back that way.
Kang-jun probed every part to find her weakness. Wherever he poked, she reacted strongly. But some weak points made her scream as if she was about to die.
“Aaaaah!”
Kang-jun thought he didn’t need to do much with his hands. Then he would just focus on his waist movements.
Slap, slap. Below was now a complete flood. The mixed fluids flowed from their joining and soaked the bed. Both their bodies were already drenched in sweat.
Since this was her first time, Kang-jun didn’t hold back his climax for long. He shook her gently, pulled out, and spilled it all over her white belly.
She collapsed limply, panting raggedly. Kang-jun exhaled loudly and kissed her deeply again. She accepted his tongue without any resistance at all.
The dick grew back instantly. Kang-jun made her lie down. Her pretty butt stuck out prominently. He pushed in without mercy.
“Iyaaaahng.”
The act continued again. Kang-jun shook violently. Belita quickly broke. The agonizing pleasure covered her. It was true enough to never be forgotten.
Every time he slammed his hips, her ass cheeks jiggled. She didn’t stay in one position. Later he started thrusting while lifting her. There she let out a scream-like moan.
...In total four climaxes. Belita lay sprawled on the bed, only breathing heavily. Her voice was hoarse from how much she had screamed.
She could have gone more, but her stamina probably wouldn’t last. He went to the bathroom, took a clean shower, and came back. Only then did Belita seem to regain a little consciousness.
“You’re leaving?”
“I have to.”
“…Sleep over and leave tomorrow.”
“No.”
Kang-jun refused coldly. Belita looked a little downcast.
“Then eat dinner first. I’ll make it.”
“No, it’s fine.”
Belita didn’t want to send Kang-jun off like this. She had experienced something too huge.... She would never forget it until she died.
She put on a robe and went out to the living room, watching him dress with a faint smile. Hoping he might change his mind right now.
“Rest well.”
Kang-jun headed straight for the entrance to put on his shoes. Belita followed, anxiously shifting her feet. It was such a shame to send him away like this...
The moment he turned and grabbed the door handle, she suddenly shouted impulsively.
“Hey! ...Do you have time tomorrow?”
Kang-jun slowly turned his head.
“Why?”
“I-I’m free..., let’s meet.”
Her voice got smaller and smaller. Kang-jun thought for a moment and nodded lightly.
“Then call me tomorrow.”
Hearing the answer, Belita’s face brightened instantly.
“Okay. Be careful and go...”
Before the words finished, the door slammed shut.
‘...I can meet him tomorrow...’
Whether it was a date or not, that wasn’t important.
Belita was looking forward to experiencing whatever had happened today again tomorrow.
She finally opened her eyes to the new stimulation.