The Hollow Stomach and the Twisted Kiss
A sicko who tries to act perfectly normal. When I realized the needle that had been stuck in my arm had disappeared, I figured a nurse had come by in the meantime.
After that, I stopped counting. I had no idea whether it was night or dawn anymore.
Je-hyeok had simply stopped appearing. Since I couldn’t hear a single sound, he must have left. Good. I could finally sleep in peace. I would have to go back tomorrow.
But when I fell asleep, my mother appeared in the dream.
The dream about my mother was always the same. It looped through the exact same scene every time. I had wandered through that dream for so long that it felt as if I would be trapped in it forever.
Shin Woo-yeon.
Yet from far away, a strange name drifted toward me.
Shin Woo-yeon.
It was a little different from the dream I always had. The mother in the dream had stopped calling the name in a puzzled tone. Shin Woo-yeon. Shin Woo-yeon. The name kept being called. Even Woo-hee found it unfamiliar. Dazed, I turned my head toward the sound and ran. My mother chased after me from behind. Woo-hee ran desperately, ran and ran.
“Shin Woo-yeon.”
I gasped, eyes snapping open at the same moment my body jerked upright. Cold sweat poured down my forehead.
“Are you having a nightmare?”
Je-hyeok sat beside me. The man in a glossy silver silk robe lay next to me, waistband untied so his chest muscles were fully exposed.
I stared at Je-hyeok with a dazed expression. His large hand reached over like some monster and wrapped around my head, then pulled me back down onto the pillow.
My pale cheek rested against his chest. Beneath the skin lay those broad, split muscles, and beneath them I could feel his heart beating with renewed vigor.
“What dream did you have?”
The tone sounded as if he was merely asking out of obligation.
“…Someone coming to kill me in the dream.”
“Who? A debt collector?”
His absurd reply yanked me out of the dream state.
“You should have paid it back on time.”
Truly… truly absurd.
“Open your mouth.”
Je-hyeok spoke in the tone of someone dealing with a particularly bothersome creature.
“See if you can tell whether I’ll pay up.”
In other words, open your mouth—that part came across as oddly gentle. His face still looked irritated.
I stared at that gap strangely, then obediently closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I was about to receive a kiss. But what bit my ear instead.
Je-hyeok’s playful chuckle spread across my ear after I had obeyed his command to open my mouth. It felt shameful to have followed his words.
Je-hyeok sucked my ear wetly.
“I love this spot.”
The whispered words tickled. I hadn’t known I liked it there either. The sensation of his teeth grazing the sensitive spot was strangely arousing. The dream events gradually faded.
While sucking my ear, Je-hyeok rolled my nipple between his fingers and at the same time slid his tongue inside my ear canal.
It was filthy. Definitely filthy, yet oddly… not filthy at all.
Perhaps it was because Je-hyeok’s skin was so perfect. Unlike the men I had met before, his acts felt anything but disgusting.
I had clearly planned to wake up, go home, but at some point I was just lying here with Je-hyeok again. Nothing ever went my way. Everything connected to that man kept looping back.
His hand slid up my thigh while his mouth continued to kiss me. The soft flesh of my labia was constantly brushed by his erection. In my rising heat I wanted to grab something. Since I could grab nothing, I clutched the front of the robe he was wearing. His lips devoured mine. At the tiny gap that had opened for a moment, I barely managed to ask.
“…Would you like to do this with someone who is sick?”
“Yep. I’m wondering what’s so pretty about it that you’ve been keeping it like this for so long. Same here.”
His answer was brazen. Had he been touching my body the entire time I was asleep? Could this pervert…
I looked at him suspiciously, but his face remained completely calm. That “what” glance of his was subtly mischievous.
Je-hyeok again pried open my lips and thrust his tongue inside. He grabbed my breast and then climbed fully on top of me.
His still grotesquely large erection kept slapping against my jaw and lower abdomen.
“Just rubbing it.”
I seemed to have heard that phrase before.
“Quickly heal so I can feel good.”
What kind of nonsense was that… I thought, yet strangely I had no desire to push him away.
Je-hyeok sucked my nipple, not stopping even after he had produced the delicious sound as if he had smeared it with sugar. The movement of his erection pressing against the damp slit continued.
He was still the man who could suck breasts so well it was enough to completely erase the mother from my dreams.
My cold had not fully recovered yet. This man was Je-hyeok. I should really be going back home now…
A man’s skilled foreplay paralyzed the brain like a drug. My toes curled and I grabbed at anything I could.
Woo-hee whimpered and clutched at his neck, his ear, and his hair in turn. His breathing grew increasingly rough on my nape.
At one point he lifted the blanket that had been wrapped around us. His massively swollen erection rubbed vigorously between my thighs.
“Hueh…”
My body temperature was already warmer than usual because of the cold, yet inside there was a mysterious heat that was being kindled. The simple rubbing of the erection against my crotch had now turned into a deep, wet grinding.
Our moans intertwined. His tongue, which had entered my mouth, plunged deeper as if to touch the back of my throat. The pressure of the heavy body of the large man felt good beneath me.
The excited man rose into a sitting position. He grabbed my thighs and spread them apart. His nose tip and tongue tip slid across my thin skin as if gliding. The direction he kept taking downward made me sense what he intended.
I wanted to stop him because he hated licking down there, but it was useless. Desperate, I grabbed his hair, and at that moment my stomach growled loudly. It was too loud to ignore.
Je-hyeok froze. Then again—growl.
Je-hyeok’s gaze moved toward my flat stomach. It was a little embarrassing. This time the sound was short and sharp.
Woo-hyeok, who had raised his upper body, wore an expression as if he had been caught doing something wrong. The look of his enthusiasm being shattered.
“…I haven’t eaten anything since dinner with the staff at the restaurant last night.”
Now what was I supposed to say.
“After it ended, I had plans with Mr. Woo-hyeok, so I couldn’t eat much.”
“So…”
“…So I’m hungry.”
“So now you want me to bring you food.”
Je-hyeok swallowed a laugh.
No, bringing food was not what I meant. Of course I would be grateful if he did, but…
The man ignored such Woo-hee and lowered his head toward her crotch. Just before burying his mouth, he suddenly stopped. He cursed under his breath, then abruptly stood up and sucked my breast hard.
“Hng, it hurts…!”
“What, you said it hurts.”
Je-hyeok got down from the bed. The mattress that had been pressed down by him beneath swelled up with a soft squish.
I watched quietly the back of Je-hyeok leaving the bedroom. The long hem of the silk robe that enveloped his tall frame fluttered like waves.
A cigarette scent drifted from somewhere. Je-hyeok was smoking outside. He lit the cigarette and made a call somewhere. Shortly afterward the doorbell rang at the entrance.
And when Je-hyeok appeared again, his face was still irritated. With that expression he extended a tray filled with medicine to me. Woo-hee, who struggled to rise, covered her exposed breasts with the blanket, feeling embarrassed. From the front I heard Je-hyeok’s soft chuckle.
The multicolored vegetable-and-meat porridge was placed before me. Opposite me, Je-hyeok sat on a single sofa and smoked a cigarette. When Woo-hee stared at him, he raised one eyebrow.
“I even kept up appearances, spoke beautifully, brought the meal, and now I’m even going to put out the cigarette?”
As he said that, he deliberately blew smoke toward Woo-hee.
What could I even say? Woo-hee sighed in resignation and took the medicine. But when she swallowed it, she coughed. The unending cough made Je-hyeok exhale a long sigh of fatigue.