Finally Caught

Smack, smack. determined as he was, Ruby would not let go of Haeseo — sucking at her cheeks, nipping at the tip of her nose. Her small face was quickly smeared all over with the prints of his teeth and his saliva.

As far as Haeseo pulled away, Ruby followed. He had practically climbed on top of her body, tilted nearly flat against the glass table, and clung to her like a puppy greeting its owner back from a long deployment, rubbing and nuzzling to his heart's content.

"Haah, Ruby. Ruby."

"Yeah, it's me. I'm Ruby."

Her mind was slipping further and further into a haze, and she couldn't tell exactly why. Was it from being pinned beneath him? From the alcohol Ruby had been drinking, passing into her on his tongue? Or from the kiss that kept stubbornly, deliberately probing every one of her sensitive spots? The world went spinning around Haeseo, round and round.

Smack — Ruby sucked her whole lower lip into his mouth before releasing it, then slid his face down into the hollow between her collarbone and her chest, nuzzling until his hair was a mess.

"Want to go up? No — let me take you up there..."

He rested his chin on her chest and gazed up at her with glistening, liquid eyes. Haah. Every breath that escaped him when he so much as spoke was a stimulation far too great. The faintest brush of his hair against her skin sent a throb pulsing through the nipples that had already stiffened to aching peaks beneath her clothes.

"Haeseo..."

Ruby lifted his hips slightly and pressed her fully flat against the table. He guided her raised legs to wrap around his waist, then buried his face in the curve of her neck and drew in a deep, deep breath.

If it felt as though his exhalations were pinching her skin, that was surely just her oversensitized nerves misfiring. Haah. Afraid a moan too rich might slip out, Haeseo bit down on her lip.

Ruby had no leisure to even check on her — he nipped at the soft skin of her nape, withdrew his tongue to lick over the mark, and pressed his lower body flush against her. She couldn't see it, but something thick and hard and swollen was bearing down against her stomach.

"Mmph."

When something scorching as kindling touched her, the last sliver of reason she had left seemed to scatter to the winds. The rock-hard muscle pinning her whole body immobile, the scent of Ruby's skin rising through the strong haze of alcohol, the low whining quality of his hushed voice like a dog's —

All of it smashed through the weakened dam of her instinct, already cracked through with drink.

"Please. Wi Haeseo..."

"Uh — hah. Ruby. If you're Ruby, then hold me."

"Okay. I'm Ruby... it's me, Haeseo."

Just as she'd seen when she first walked in, his pupils flashed a burning red. With both thick arms he gathered her in tight. Thud-thud, thud-thud. The moment their chests pressed together without a sliver of space between them, she could hear it plainly — the heartbeat of Baek Ruby, pounding louder and harder than her own.

Mmm. She could feel herself growing damp down below. Getting worked up from a heartbeat — was there any pervert in the world like her? Drowning in a shame that was hers alone, Haeseo burrowed into the crook of his neck as if to hide there.

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her out of the room. For the privacy of its patrons, the bar Haeseo had entered through had a separate back door. Following the corridor toward the emergency stairs, Ruby climbed one floor up and stopped in front of a guest room door.

With Haeseo balanced easily on one arm, he peppered kisses over the crown of her head while fishing a key card from his pocket with the other and holding it to the lock.

Beep. The moment the door clicked open, Ruby stepped inside.

"Finally caught you."

Slam.

The tightly shut door of the room cut the world inside off from everything beyond it.

Flash.

There had been a time before when Haeseo woke from sleep with both eyes snapping open this sharply, this all at once.

It was the morning she received the call that her grandfather — who had bid her a perfectly healthy goodbye the day before — had collapsed. She had tried her best to deflect it, telling herself he'd be fine for a while yet, but apparently she had already sensed it in that last meeting: that before long, her grandfather would struggle to live without another person's help.

And then, today.

"I'm insane. I've gone insane..."

Haeseo bolted upright with a jolt of lightning-bright dread and let out a moan, her whole body sore and heavy. Supporting her spine, which felt as if it might snap, she surveyed her surroundings.

It was far too dark to be morning. The desk clock showed it was deep in the small hours. The hotel room with its enormous bed still lay sunk in shadow. And...

She held her breath and turned her head slowly. Beside her lay Baek Ruby, asleep face-down with his shoulders bare all the way to the shoulder blades. So deep and peaceful was his sleep that his soft, even breathing was the only sound in the room.

So. All of it had been real.

'Ruby. Hah. Please.'

'Mmph. Ha. You smell so good. I'm going crazy for you.'

Ugh. The scenes came back so vividly that Haeseo barely smothered the urge to scream, clapping a hand over her mouth.

Gooseflesh rippled up her arms. It would almost have been better if they'd had ordinary sex. Instead, Baek Ruby had clung to her in a way she had never seen or heard of in her life.

He'd tossed the body she'd been carried in carelessly onto the bed, then devoted himself entirely to licking her and breathing her in from head to toe.

Her nape alone would have been fine. But no — her breasts pressed up by her bra, the line of her underarms along the curve of her bust, the gentle swell of her lower belly shaped like her womb. Everywhere her body rose into a mound or dipped into a hollow, he was a menace, burrowing in like a complete pervert.

He licked her so thoroughly it felt like she'd be left pooled with his saliva. Ticklish and burning with embarrassment, she'd writhed and scrabbled her way up the bed — but Ruby caught one of her ankles in a single hand and drew her smoothly back down. Then he caught the other and spread her legs apart.

'Ahng! Mmh!'

'Cold... fuck, you're so sweet.'

With her thighs parted, her panties — soaked through and clinging to every contour — were laid bare. Ruby lowered his head over them, nudged the wet fabric aside with the bridge of his nose, and with his long, thick tongue began, as if he'd been waiting all night, to drink up the arousal pooled in her folds.

'Ah, n-no — this isn't — it can't — ahhn!'

Smack, smack — his cheeks hollowing with enough suction to whittle them thin, Ruby explored every inch of her. The clit drawn into his half-vacuumed mouth quivered. His tongue teased at her entrance, fluttered against her lips, then pressed down on the little bean and gave it a gentle bite.

'Ah!'

At the sensation she'd never once known in her life, Haeseo arched and twisted beneath him, crying out. Her hips floated up of their own accord, and clear, scalding liquid burst from her in a rush. Ahh — ahhn. While she squeezed her eyes shut and rode out the shivers, Ruby scrambled to lap up everything that spilled fresh.

'So Haeseo was this dirty. Ah, I'm losing my mind.'

'Ah, Ruby. Mmm.'

'Give me more of this, yeah?'

Smiling with glazed eyes that glinted in a way that raised the hair on her arms, Ruby pushed himself up and knelt astride her, legs spread wide. He hooked her legs up and draped them over his shoulders, then pressed his index finger deep into the tiny rice-grain of an opening between the soft, round cheeks of her rear.

'No — hah! I—I can't do that one. Wait—'

'What do you take me for?'

'You're the type to do something weird, aren't — hah. you, haahng.'

Ignoring the slick resistance that pushed at his entry, the thick finger worked its way in until it was buried to the knuckle. He explored her carefully, this way and that, then rotated his fingerprints toward her front and curled his finger slightly — pressing, patient, methodical — until he found it. And the moment something round and unmistakable met his touch exactly—

'Ah — ugh — hhnn!'

The mouth beneath her unfocused eyes fell open, and drool trailing out of it soaked into the bed sheets. Watching her body seize rigid and beautiful, Ruby bore down hard on the spot deep inside, finger-fucking her in firm little hooks. Haeseo moaned high and sweet in time with every movement of his hand.

'You're drooling. Ha. Fuck.'

'Mmph — ah. Don't look, don't look, I'm coming — ugh — mmh!'

Her back bowed, the flesh inside her quivering. The fluttering walls clenched tight and narrow, and short, violent spurts of liquid fired one after another from her urethra — pip, pip.

Hng — sobbing, Haeseo buried her face in the bedding and shook her head back and forth. Showing him, just like this, the unmistakably indecent look on her face and body — it was driving her out of her mind with shame.

Ruby pressed himself along her back, mounting her with his rigid length wedged against her spine, and kissed his way across both her shoulders.

'You crying? Why.'

'Hic. You're the one who teased me about drooling.'

'Because you are drooling, fuck. Ha — my head's about to blow off. Fuck. How am I supposed to survive you being this cute, huh? Huh? Haeseo. Wi Haeseo.'

'What on earth are you even— hah!'

Even after that, he didn't go straight to penetration. For a long while yet he tormented her with positions and acts too outlandish to name — and the more of it Haeseo recalled, the heavier and wetter the space between her thighs grew.

'...Ah?'

Wait. This heavy, weighty feeling — surely not. It couldn't be only the arousal seeping out of her fresh. Haeseo slid her fingers down between her legs and scooped up the fluid that was flowing out.

Opaque in color. Thick in texture.

Two people drunk out of their minds — of course there'd been no condom anywhere in sight. Haeseo's heart plunged so hard she felt every drop of blood drain from her body. All she could do was keep twisting handfuls of her innocent hair.

She'd always been remarkably weak to alcohol — she'd thought there was no chance in her entire life she'd ever make a mistake in this particular way.

"If you're blackout drunk, at least lose your memory like in a drama — why does everything have to be this vivid...!"

Mmm. A lewd murmur drifted over from the bed beside her — and mid-grumble, Haeseo went stock-still, barely daring to breathe.