Je-hyeok's Quiet Jealousy
He finally ground his molars against the crystal ashtray. Leaving Woo-hee behind, he headed for the bathroom connected to the bedroom. Shwaa. The sound of running water came from the sink.
“Slow.”
Je-hyeok returned once more and pointed out Woo-hee’s slow spoon work.
“Slow.”
Whether her eating speed was slow or fast made no difference. She was causing a fuss over nothing, but he snatched the spoon from her hand. Surprised, Woo-hee lifted her head and received the spoon straight into her mouth. After that, Je-hyeok kept feeding her with his own hands while she ate obediently. Being fed by someone else was convenient. Woo-hee was used to being taken care of in the first place. The bowl soon emptied. With her belly full, she felt her body growing noticeably better.
“By the way, what time is it now?”
“Seven.”
“Morning?”
“Morning.”
“I’m sleepy…”
She tried to lie down again, but
“Aren’t you going to take your medicine?”
At that, she couldn’t lie down. The man who had fed her with a face full of irritation now offered her the medicine with a face full of reluctance. He even carefully tore open the medicine packet. Then, with an irritated face, he brought water, and with a tired face, he cleared away the bowls.
After that, he lay down beside her again. While stroking her chest, he kissed her cheek and lips. From the man came a good scent. Just like always, a refreshing forest scent. Even though she was naked now, she didn’t know whether it was his body odor or the lingering perfume.
Still, the persistent man who kept disturbing her in the middle of her exhaustion was irritating. At first she had thought he was the one who got irritated with her, but somehow the situation felt reversed now.
“Move a little over there.”
“You accepted it and then spat it out again.”
Je-hyeok right now was the opposite of before. His tone was annoyed, but his expression was not. He wore a face full of amusement. What kind of change had occurred between them? It felt dangerously unsettling, yet she couldn’t pinpoint the cause.
“Did you torment your parents a lot when you were little?”
“…How did you know that?”
“You look exactly like that.”
“You listened more to me than to Woo Je-hyeok.”
“Yeah, I’ll tell you that.”
“Unbelievable…”
At that moment, Je-hyeok’s large hand pressed onto Woo-hee’s forehead. Woo-hee checked his own head and felt the heat still lingering there.
“Why aren’t you healing? I gave you the injection and the medicine.”
“…When a cold happens twice in a row, it’s more serious.”
Seok-ju had told her that. On the day she first kissed Je-hyeok, when she had appeared drenched in the rain, Seok-ju had said so. She had already heard him complain to Je-hyeok a lot, and if she went back, she would get an earful from Seok-ju too.
Then a strange feeling arose. She was calmly conversing like this with the man.
“Thank you for taking care of me…”
She wanted to say the words, but she couldn’t finish because her lips had been kissed by Je-hyeok. Suddenly, his invading tongue explored her mouth at will. Je-hyeok’s hand that had firmly gripped her breast slid its fingers between them and twisted her nipple.
Despite the fatigue, her sensitive parts were steadily rising. Her body was strange. It felt like she was in heat. All because of this man. His caresses and kisses were too good.
The man’s hand delved between her legs. He stroked the hot flesh below and discovered the swollen clitoris, then tormented it relentlessly. Her waist trembled with each twitch. Had he given her medicine and food just to do this?
A man of immense lust and obsession. The kind of man who would do anything he wanted and never stop until he succeeded. His will and vitality felt fresh to Woo-hee.
So she stared at Je-hyeok’s excited face. Parted lips, hot breath, furrowed brows, the sound of rough friction, lowered eyes, prominent veins on his forehead and disheveled hair. The face that had risen to ecstasy was seductive.
His cock, erect as if in a roar, pounded her lower belly. The feeling of being under the heavy weight was lewd.
Even though her body was heavy. Even though she was tired. Even though everything was irritating. She wanted to keep watching this lewd scene. She kept staring as if she had seen porn for the first time.
She wondered how far this man could go in lewdness. And how far he could dirty her.
In the end, they rubbed their tongues together. Having already brought their bodies into close contact, she pressed even closer to him. When her erect nipple brushed against his chest, he let out a pleasant breath.
“Sun Woo-yeon.”
Je-hyeok pressed and rubbed Woo-hee’s clitoris against the tip of his cock. He spread the closed flesh and stroked the wet surface, then pressed his cock against the entire vulva. He moved it back and forth. The primitive sounds, chuck, chuk, stained her mind red.
“Want me to put it in?”
Je-hyeok said with a thick groan.
“Want me to fill you up?”
“…No.”
“Why?”
“…I’m still not fully healed.”
Je-hyeok frowned at her rough excuse.
He stroked the wet surface of her vulva with his cock rapidly. Heat concentrated on the friction point. The speed of the back-and-forth movement kept increasing. The constantly swelling cock seemed about to burst. Woo-hee shuddered.
It was unnecessary to go all the way with this man. She already thought she shouldn’t. Having shown everything, she wondered what difference it would make to do it to the end, and the two thoughts collided.
In the end, when the latter desire overtook the former, he suddenly lifted his upper body.
Je-hyeok gripped his cock and shook it quickly. The dense male scent that could numb the sense of smell filled her nostrils. Ulk-ul-k. Thick fluid spurted like lava from the tip of his massive cock.
A hot warmth spread like poison over her belly. Strangely, the spreading scent did not smell unpleasant.
Her body had always smelled subtly of woody fragrance, but now, when ejaculating, this scent rose.
Woo-hee stared at his face in shock, like a child who had just gained her first realization. Je-hyeok’s face, with its scrunched features and unfocused eyes, mouth slightly open.
It was the lewdest scene she had seen in a long time. The face of such a handsome and beautiful man was surprisingly lewd.
He let out a long breath. Still holding his cock, which was spurting milky liquid, he rubbed the tip broadly over her entire belly. It felt like being marked by a beast.
“Why are you staring like that? Like watching someone else’s fight.”
The man who was reining in his excitement wore a blank expression, but his face was somehow clearer than before.
No, his expression had changed. He subtly lifted the corner of his mouth. An ominous premonition arose. Every time he wore that expression, he had spat out obscene words.
“Sun Woo-yeon, pervert?”
As expected. When Woo-hee gave an incredulous look, Je-hyeok was delighted. Smiling, he grabbed her chin and turned it to the left.
“You’re shooting it out.”
“What…?”
“My cum.”
“A lot…?”
Je-hyeok narrowed his eyes. It was just a few drops on her chin, but
“A lot.”
If she had answered that, she would have been shocked, but Sun Woo-yeon only blinked with round eyes and let out a tiny sigh.
“Disgusting…”
She muttered softly and lifted her chin slightly.
“Wipe it for me.”
This was weird. He laughed.
Despite being so composed, she was someone who had the habit of throwing tantrums. He wondered who had spoiled her like that. Je-hyeok brushed her chin with his thumb. Woo-hee furrowed her brow. It seemed something displeased her.
“That’s not it. You should wipe it with a wet towel.”
Another burst of laughter escaped him. Yeah, you’re my boss. He thought it was bothersome.
He had met many offspring from rich families, but Sun Woo-yeon was the first woman who, to this extent, never checked his eyes and still threw a fit. He had no separate boss to adjust her insubordination. All she had was half her appearance, yet she acted like a princess.
The kind of girl who grew up poor didn’t usually look like this. Her attitude of being taken care of was very familiar.
So which one was it? Either she was a rich girl’s daughter after all, or someone who fell for this face and offered to serve out of stupidity, despite being poor.
Probably the latter. No matter what he did, she wore that face of ttung and ttung. It seemed like calm from countless experiences. The thought that she had lived delicately with this appearance and body never crossed his mind.
“How many men have you had?”
“…None.”
“What do you mean none?”
“I’ve never counted.”
Je-hyeok’s answer twisted his insides.
Soon a sharp comment would fly out. If it were Je-hyeok, he would say the most wicked words. The men she had met before had called her a whore, exactly like that.
All of them had been men she met for her father’s deception.
In America, she had gone off the rails and lived like trash, and claimed she wasn’t someone to threaten her father. They spread those rumors so she would be kept outside her father’s eyes. That way, he wouldn’t even pay attention to what she was doing. He would be careless with her and leak information. So they met any man they wanted, as far as they could.
Since it started without heart, the connection didn’t last long. They had to end it before they got deeply involved in her life.
I still don’t like it if my partner is a whore.
Je-hyeok had said he didn’t like whores. She might be disappointed and kick her out.
But she would be kicked out willingly. After all, her business with this man was finished. Though leading her tired body out was bothersome, she would accept it calmly.
“Good. Reset this time.”
But an unexpected answer came from Je-hyeok.
“From now on, if anyone asks, tell them you only met one man.”
“That one being Woo Je-hyeok?”
“Not okay with it?”
“…Not okay.”
“You said you don’t remember anything. Erase everything.”
“…It was only one night.”
“What?”
“I told you it was only one night, Woo Je-hyeok.”
One night had passed. Now it was time to discard her. She wondered what kind of demand he would make to a one-night woman. The promised deadline had passed, but she didn’t feel like throwing her out at all.
Was it…?
“I like you?”