Bite It Down, And Those Blushing Ears
The cramped stall inside the public restroom had already turned into a sauna. Beneath the flickering, dim glow of an old incandescent bulb, the only sound was the labored whir of the exhaust fan.
Even the cheap naphthalene smell now felt strangely like a decadent aphrodisiac. But what overwhelmed everything was the heat. The 2-meter-tall man’s body radiated a boiling, masculine temperature that seemed to devour the oxygen in this tiny enclosed space in an instant.
Entranced, I tilted my head and pressed the tip of my tongue against the sweat trailing down Taeseok’s thick neck.
Lick.
“Hnn…!”
The moment my wet tongue dragged up his nape, a small, suppressed moan escaped Taeseok’s lips.
The sweat that touched my tongue was salty. If I were still the thirty-year veteran macho Kang Jinho, I would have recoiled in disgust at the sour stench of men’s sweat after training and plugged my nose while gagging.
But now it was different. My body had become that of a peerless beauty, and the hyper-sensitive female senses of smell and taste soaked up the rich, sweet masculine scent hidden beneath the salt like a sponge. Far from repulsive, it made my brain melt with pleasure; I wanted to taste it deeper, more desperately.
“Haa… Taeseok, you… smell so sweet.”
I buried my nose against his nape and solid collarbone like a beast and began licking away the beads of sweat clinging to his burning skin.
“N-Noona… Please… Haa, I’m going crazy, seriously…”
Taeseok’s massive hands flailed helplessly in the narrow air, his chest heaving violently. He looked ready to crush me in his arms, yet he restrained himself with the desperate patience of a loyal, lovesick puppy.
Even as I lost myself in the pleasure of tasting his sweat, my own body was reaching its limit. The heat of the cramped stall and the feverish warmth rising inside me had already soaked the million-won silk dress Sehee had put on me, clinging wetly to my skin.
The once-cool, thin silk now stuck to my sensitive bare chest and thighs, squeezing me.
God, it’s hot and stuffy. Screw it, I can’t take this anymore.
I pulled my lips away, exhaled a languid, sticky breath, and lightly pushed against Taeseok’s solid shoulder while twisting my body. Because of the tight space, my back ended up pressed flush against his enormous chest.
“Taeseok. I’m hot.”
“Huh…? Y-Yes, it is hot… You’re sweating so much… Should I take off my jacket and fan you?”
“No. Take this dress off me.”
I glanced over my shoulder and gestured with my eyes at the small zipper on the back of the sweat-soaked silk dress.
“Hrk…?!”
Taeseok’s breath caught audibly. His trembling giant hands slowly approached my damp, pale back. Just as his thick fingers reached for the zipper pull—
Smack.
This idiot.
If I say “take it off,” does he think I mean a banana?
A banana to be eaten.
Way too lewd.
If you’re going to eat a banana, you should use your mouth.
That’s proper manners.
I reached behind me and lightly slapped the back of his large hand.
“N-Noona…?”
I looked over my shoulder, eyes half-lidded and seductive, and whispered in the most alluring, sultry voice I could manage.
“Don’t use your hands.”
“Huh…? Th-Then how…”
“No hands.”
I licked my red lips once with the tip of my tongue and added lazily,
“Bite it down with your teeth.”
At my provocative command, Taeseok’s massive body behind me jolted as if struck by lightning. In the narrow stall, only his rough, heavy breathing echoed.
“Haa… Haa…”
His scorching breath brushed against my sweat-dampened nape and bare back. Slowly, carefully, Taeseok buried his flushed face against my spine.
Click.
His sharp canines and front teeth gently caught the cold metal tab of the zipper deeply set into the back of the dress. The moment his teeth touched it, the trembling vibration of his jaw traveled straight down my spine.
Ziiip—
In the silent stall, the sound of Taeseok slowly pulling the zipper down with his teeth was painfully clear. With every centimeter it descended, his hot lips and nose grazed my sweat-slicked back.
The zipper slid down, revealing the black bra strap soaked in sweat. My pale back was already glistening with moisture from the humid heat. Even after the zipper was fully lowered, Taeseok couldn’t bring himself to pull his lips away; he only exhaled a burning breath against my skin.
Smack. Suck—
“Hnn…!”
Suddenly, his hot, wet lips pressed firmly against the center of my sweat-drenched back. Far from finding it dirty, he kissed me with desperate, reverent affection, as if worshipping the most precious, fragile treasure in the world.
While hugging my waist tightly enough to break it, this ten-year junior licked my sweat and showered kisses across my back. The forbidden thrill made my lower belly tingle and my mind go hazy with pleasure.
But I swallowed my moans and turned around, whispering arrogantly like a spoiled mistress.
“Where does a cute little dog get the nerve to kiss his master? Today… you’re just going to stay still and take it.”
Even as I declared it so boldly, a cold bead of sweat trickled down my spine.
Wait a second. When seducing a man, where and how exactly am I supposed to touch him?! I’ve lived my whole life as a thick-boned macho guy!
With my mind completely blank, my hands flailed uselessly in the air. I awkwardly slipped them under his thick shirt, pushing against his burning bare skin. The inexperience of a lifelong straight man flashed through my brain, but…
None of that mattered anymore.
The overwhelming masculine heat beneath my fingertips, and the fact that this narrow, dark stall was filled only with our sticky, shared breaths, had completely swallowed my reason. Like a bitch in full heat, I rose on tiptoes to wrap my arms around his neck.
But I had completely miscalculated the overwhelming size difference between us.
Whoosh—
Huh?!
My forehead nearly slammed straight into his solid jaw as I tried to kiss him.
Ack, shit! I almost ruined the mood and my dignity at the same time!!
I quickly twisted my head and, pretending it was all part of the seduction, sank my sharp canines into his thick earlobe with a playful bite.
“Hrk…?! N-Noona…! W-We can’t…! Right now, you’re…”
The man who had always treated me like a saint flinched violently at the stimulation to his ear and grabbed my thin wrist in a panic. The moment his huge hand enveloped my delicate wrist, the terrifying difference in our builds became painfully obvious.
Taeseok clutched my wrist as if it might snap at any moment and panted with a face on the verge of tears.
“N-Noona… You’re so fragile… If I use even a little strength, you’ll break… Please, hold back…”
“……”
At his trembling voice, I slowly opened my palm inside his shirt and gently stroked his massive pectoral muscles. My fingertips traced countless rough, bumpy scars.
These were the medals he had earned protecting my back whenever I swung my sword like a madman in our old days—scars from monster claws and magic.
I stroked those rough scars tenderly and let out a small laugh.
“You idiot. My appearance might be 1 stat, but my core and skills are still the same Rank 1 Kang Jinho. You won’t break me just by hugging me.”
“Noona…”
“Taeseok.”
I rose on tiptoes again, wrapped my arms around his neck, and whispered sincerely into his ear.
“Thank you for always watching my back for ten years. You worked so hard protecting me all this time.”
“……Khh…!! Hyung-nim… No, Noona…!!”
A beast-like, suppressed sob. The moment Taeseok’s loyalty and affection finally overflowed. I was completely intoxicated by the strange mixture of seductive atmosphere and old camaraderie. I bit down on his earlobe once more, trying to keep the sticky mood going.
But then Taeseok, still panting with a hoarse voice, suddenly blurted out something ridiculous.
“Um, Noona… Your ears are really red right now…”
“……Huh?”
Unlike my face, which was perfectly covered by makeup, my ears—untouched by cosmetics—had flushed a deep, explosive crimson. This clueless giant had noticed.
While my mind tried to play both the arrogant seductress and the loyal party leader at once, this fragile 1-stat female body pressed against a man was already burning with unbearable shame and arousal—a perfect, humiliating proof.
“A-Ah, seriously…! Don’t say stuff like that! You’re killing the mood I worked so hard to build!”
I snapped at him, face burning from the brutal fact-check.
But the embarrassment was fleeting. My already-overheated body had no intention of stopping. Ignoring my scarlet ears, I grabbed Taeseok’s firm chest muscles again and continued the sticky act.