The flowers that had filled both hands suddenly scattered in the wind.
What he held was clearly acacia, yet for some reason, the neck of the chicken he had once torn into came to mind. Lee Yeon swallowed dry saliva.
Just then, an acacia blossom slipped into her mouth.
"I need to demonstrate first."
His cool face held no expression. Kwon Chae-woo merely looked down at her intently, as if observing.
"……Mmm."
Lee Yeon absentmindedly sucked the acacia dry. A gaze that seemed to burn through her lips settled upon them.
"One more time."
He placed another flower at her lips. Cold fingers touched her plump lower lip before withdrawing.
"Is it good?"
"Mmm……. It was good when I was young, but now it's not that sweet. There are so many other snacks these days……."
"Then how do you use your tongue?"
"What?"
She widened her eyes as if she had heard something strange.
"Look here, there's a hole where honey comes out—"
He pointed to the tip of the acacia as he continued.
"Does Lee Yeon just suck and that's it?"
"Oh……."
"If you put your tongue pointedly inside the hole, wouldn't you be able to eat it all the way? It's a waste to leave any behind. Try doing it like that."
This time he only handed her the flower, as if telling her to try it herself. Lee Yeon knew she was being swept up in the man's pace, but strangely she couldn't refuse.
Watching Kwon Chae-woo's reaction, she began to gently lick the tip of the acacia. The red tongue that carefully parted through her teeth was clumsily awkward enough to make one ache. Right before her nose came the sound of a sudden laugh. Lee Yeon, her face instantly red, added,
"I don't normally do it like this!"
"Then?"
"I just lightly chew the tip……"
"Chew?"
"Yes, if you chew it like that, the remaining honey bursts out……."
Kwon Chae-woo looked at her with a gaze as heavy and damp as a low-hanging shadow. As if avoiding a swamp that would swallow her in an instant if she drew any closer, Lee Yeon gradually lowered her voice.
"That's good. It seems like it would be delicious eaten that way too."
Kwon Chae-woo also began to suck on a flower. He stared straight at Lee Yeon while rolling his tongue inside his mouth. The sleek way his cheeks hollowed and filled was smooth.
"Lee Yeon."
Just then, he reached out and firmly rubbed her lips. When she stepped back, he said nonchalantly,
"It got on you."
That couldn't be right. It was truly nonsense. Yet even at that obvious excuse, Lee Yeon felt heat rise.
"I think I prefer peeling it and eating."
The wind blew without warning.
* * *
The moment the front door slammed shut, their lips frantically met.
Kwon Chae-woo pushed her against the wall as if stuffing her there and sucked her lower lip. His hot tongue desperately ravaged the inside of her mouth, sweeping across the mucous membranes. When his large hand pulled her hair, her head tilted back. Then his tongue reached even deeper.
"Hah……."
Lee Yeon felt goosebumps rise on the back of her neck at this sensation she was experiencing for the first time. She had never imagined she could touch another person this deeply.
The man chewed as if biting her lips and pushed his tongue inside. When the two pieces of flesh entangled and the root of her tongue was swallowed, all extraneous thoughts flew away. She gasped for breath trying to receive his thick intrusion.
"Hah……!"
Wait, wait just a moment…….
How on earth did it come to this…….
They were just sharing flowers amicably!
Lee Yeon retraced what had just happened with her hazy mind.
Under the sunset, it had been a peculiar atmosphere where something seemed to swell. While she was immersed in this unfamiliar feeling she was experiencing for the first time, suddenly Kwon Chae-woo with a terrible expression had dragged her inside the house. That was the beginning.
Even in her daze, she pushed him away once. The more she did, the more he changed angles and pressed his lips even more persistently. He clung obsessively and pressed closer. He sucked her lips and wrapped his tongue around hers, continuously mixing in disarray.
Once more she pushed against his chest.
"……!"
Their eyes met as if he had been waiting. His eyes were cool, the complete opposite of their hotly entangled lips.
When she flinched and tried to pull away, he sensed it sensitively and became rougher. He pulled her body tight and sucked hard at her lips as if chewing them, where flower honey still remained.
The sound of tongues tangling was indecent. He swept over her faint moans. Lee Yeon's body trembled on its own.
This shouldn't happen.
A bright red warning light rang in her head.
Push him away.
Lee Yeon struck his shoulder with somewhat strong force. The man nonchalantly changed the angle of his face and walked toward the sofa.
"Mmph……!"
Lee Yeon now struck his shoulder and neck repeatedly without hesitation. She turned her head to avoid his lips and twisted her tightly held waist.
But the more she tried to escape, the more forcefully he restrained her. Kwon Chae-woo was leisurely rubbing her palate and even laughing.
Even when the two fell over the armrest, the kiss didn't stop. The man who naturally claimed position above Lee Yeon's body sucked his tongue strongly before separating his lips.
The wet flesh made a sound as it parted.
"……."
"……."
His breath, exhaled in excitement, was indecent. For some reason, his sharply honed gaze was sensitive like a hungry wild animal.
"I wonder what my wife would say if I asked to have marital relations right here."
"Oh……, oh……."
Her mind went blank and she only panted for breath. Lee Yeon couldn't think anything at all.
Something thick and hard was pressing against her abdomen. Even with as little experience as she had, she couldn't help but know that was an erect member. The heavy weight pressing down urgently demanded an answer.
"……We've been living platonically, though?"
"That was in the past."
Kwon Chae-woo dismissed with a furrowed brow.
"Do I look like the same person as that Kwon Chae-woo from back then?"
Lee Yeon's pupils wavered.
"I don't think so."
He smiled strangely with his eyes.
"Forget that premature ejaculator bastard and play with your new lover."
Clearly the主导权 of this relationship should have been with her. Lee Yeon suddenly felt like she was being swept up in another current.
He lowered his head and bit her lips.
"Behave well and properly from now on too."
The tongue that swept across the mucous membranes and pushed inside stole her saliva. Unlike the beginning when he had arbitrarily chewed her flesh, his lips now met somewhat gently and was yearning. However, his gaze that looked at her as if piercing through was insolent.
"If Lee Yeon tells me to pull out, I'll pull out. If she tells me to put it in, I'll put it in."
He bit her t-shirt like a dog worrying at its prey. In the process of working the fabric through his teeth, her front chest got scraped by his front teeth. Lee Yeon involuntarily tensed her toes.
"That's……. That's a bit difficult for me……."
"What do you mean?"
Being swept away thoughtlessly once was enough. Lee Yeon searched for usable words as if rummaging through a dictionary.
"Kwon Chae-woo probably wouldn't want to do it with me either."
Just then he slightly furrowed his brow.
"……You're a block of wood."
"……."
"Did you hear? I'm that famous log."
That single word instantly cut through the tense air.
"……Like I said last time, our sizes don't match so there's pain during intercourse. And I was born a block of wood so I just lie there expressionless from beginning to end. It sounds boring just hearing about it, right?"
"That's interesting."
"What?"
Kwon Chae-woo laughed while his eyes didn't move at all.
"It's interesting to see how long you can keep making excuses like that."
"……!"
Her expression instantly stiffened.
"From now on, Lee Yeon will need to show a more devoted appearance. If we're truly a couple who married for love."
At his probing gaze, Lee Yeon felt trembling starting from her fingertips.
"Next time too, I'm thinking of getting excited like today, rushing at you, and asking the same question. Just know that it would be beneficial for you to prepare a proper answer in advance."
He lifted Lee Yeon up and properly seated her on the sofa.
* * *
Having to share a blanket again with someone she had unexpectedly kissed and awkwardly separated from was truly distressing.
By the time Lee Yeon finished washing up, Kwon Chae-woo had apparently stopped by her office, as he was holding a familiar book.
"Lee Yeon, have sweet dreams."
"……What about you, Kwon Chae-woo?"
"You sleep first. I'll read this a bit then go to sleep."
He turned off the second floor bedroom light and came in. Now only the bedside lamp on the nightstand emitted a soft glow in the room. The man lifted the blanket and entered, leaning his back against the headboard.
The rustling sound of turning pages was as quiet as dawn.
"……."
Lee Yeon couldn't sleep either. Having taken a long nap, her eyes were wide awake despite it being near midnight.
Eventually, wrapped tightly in the blanket, Lee Yeon began to observe his profile. Quietly taking in the printed words, he was as dignified as if he were a different person.
She was helplessly swayed by his composed manner, his gaze fixed only on the paper—when had that boiling hot member been pressed against her?
It seemed like only she kept thinking about how their stomachs had touched and legs had tangled. Over trivial words and meaningless signs, her nerves stood on end and she found herself watching his reaction.
Just then, with a thud, Kwon Chae-woo closed the book.