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“…”
What did I just see?
Siho still blinked his round eyes, unable to grasp the situation.
Thump-thump.
My heart was pounding mercilessly, like an arrhythmia.
With boiling lust, Siho just mouthed words.
“You seemed to like it this morning, so I went to the factory and had it made.”
“…”
“You like it that much? How much more will you like it when you see the real thing?”
Despite his excitement, Siho couldn’t respond.
I had never imagined that an object molded after his would be so beautifully packaged in a box.
“You said it was safe.”
“It is safe. Because it’s not the real thing.”
I never thought that my casual tap, wondering about his size, would cause such a ripple.
The thought that an object the size of an arm actually existed made Siho’s chest feel tight.
“I brought a case too. It would be nice to keep it by your bedside.”
Yoo Joohwan took out a clear case from the shopping bag and shook it.
He sent me a look of madness, suggesting I store it in there.
A good thing is a good thing, but if I slept with that by my bedside, I would 100% suffer from sleep paralysis.
“Should I take a picture too?”
Seeing my speechless expression, he laughed, calling it a joke, and put the case and the box into the shopping bag.
Excluding the ribbon string in my hand, he carefully placed the shopping bag on the landing.
“While making this, I had a thought. Shouldn’t we start practicing now?”
“Practice what?”
Siho asked in a trembling voice and took a step back.
His eyes looked intent on devouring me right then and there.
As I shivered and widened my eyes like a frightened deer, Yoo Joohwan took the string I was holding.
“I don’t know about anyone else.”
“…”
“I think you need practice to be able to take mine.”
“…I don’t need that kind of practice.”
“You’re being stubborn despite your small mouth.”
He gently snatched my hands and tried to tie them with the string that had been around the box.
Startled, I pulled one hand away and stumbled backward, tripping over the landing and falling down.
“Beautiful things are good, right? Practice should be like the real thing.”
He said that, then straddled my spread thighs, set his leg between them, and grabbed my wrists.
I protested, asking if he tied the string to the box just for this, but he admitted it, showing his dimples and tying both my wrists.
He tied the ribbon neatly, as if emphasizing the word “beautiful.”
He stroked my cheek approvingly and smiled with his eyes.
“You’re beautiful, Seo Siho.”
“…Untie this.”
“Do you think I’ll say ‘Okay’ and untie it?”
Saying he wasn’t that gentle of a person, he took something out of his pocket.
It was a zipper bag.
As I looked at it with a puzzled face, he smirked.
His white teeth looked unusually scary today.
“Gloves.”
“…Why gloves?”
“To help you.”
He answered lightly to my question and took out the gloves he had brought in the zipper bag.
They were latex gloves.
Siho swallowed hard at the appearance of the gloves, which seemed out of place.
“What are you going to use them for?”
“Your hole.”
“…Listen, just a minute. I’m scared of you right now.”
Siho used his back to retreat as far as he could.
‘I’m not going to have my pants pulled down here, am I?’
Fear and the thrilling pleasure of being exposed outside dominated my mind, confusing me.
‘You crazy bastard, what am I going to do if I get excited?!’
Yoo Joohwan, wearing the gloves, looked terrifying to anyone, but his smiling face looked sexy.
Overwhelmed by the intense eroticism, Siho opened his mouth, then shook his head as if regaining my senses.
“Just take off my clothes.”
“Take off what?”
“…You weren’t going to take them off?”
“You’re rushing things. But that’s for later.”
“…”
“Food always tastes best when it’s prepared with care.”
He put on an eerie smile and leaned closer, gently pressing my jaw.
As I firmly closed my mouth out of anxiety, he pressed his thigh firmly against my center.
My already erect member gasped and tightened, sending a shiver through my head.
“A small hole.”
“…”
“I’ll open it up as wide as possible, and then open it more.”
Yoo Joohwan looked at my naturally parted lips and licked his own.
Like a beast drooling, he showed a look of frenzy in his eyes.
“I’m already excited. About how much you’re going to cry.”
I realized belatedly that the “hole” he mentioned meant my mouth.
My eyebrows trembled from the doubled, lewd feeling spreading through me.
Seeing my trembling eyebrows, Yoo Joohwan firmly pressed his red tongue against his lips.
“Cry like you did when you ate the ice cream.”
“…”
“A lot, I mean.”
Seeing Yoo Joohwan smile sweetly, as if that was his preference, felt strange.
Not wanting to comply, I firmly closed my mouth and looked up at him.
It was a sign that I would not allow entry.
“Open up?”
“No.”
My pronunciation was muffled because my finger was between my teeth.
Yet, Yoo Joohwan raised one eyebrow, seemingly understanding.
“Then what are you going to do?”
Siho shook his head, giving him a look that said, “I don’t know either.”
Having my hands tied was fine, but the thought of my mouth being aggressively stirred felt odd.
Considering the ambiguous feeling I had when I had my mouth full of ice cream, I thought being kissed would be better.
“I guess I have no choice. I wanted to do it gently.”
Saying that this was all my fault for rushing him, he gently grabbed the back of my head and pressed his lower body down harder.
The unbearable pleasure spread through my body like an electric current, and my breath grew ragged.
As I held back even my moans, determined not to open my mouth, he rubbed my neck and stroked my cervical vertebrae.
“Hnng!”
“If your mouth refuses, we can go straight to the action.”
“…!”
“It would be nice to check your hole outside, in the daylight.”
He smiled like a lunatic, saying he was excited to see how delicate and pink the inner flesh was.
Seeing his look, as if he was about to check my lower body, Siho desperately grabbed his hand, which was pulling out his thumb.
Since my wrists were tied, the sight was truly ambiguous.
“Why? Keep your mouth shut.”
“No, no. I’ll do it.”
“Do what.”
“Putting your hand in my mouth. I’ll just do that.”
Siho opened his mouth slightly, trying to look as innocent as possible.
His eyes looked determined to aggressively poke inside my mouth.
I didn’t care. Being aggressively poked was better than being naked in this spot.
“You’ll do it?”
“Yes. So, hurry up and put it in.”
Siho lowered his eyes slightly in the dazzling sunlight behind him and licked his hand with his tongue.
Not wanting to escalate things further when it could all be over after the fingers, I licked it meticulously.
Yoo Joohwan’s gaze softened, perhaps pleased by my proactive movements.
“I can’t just penetrate you like this.”
Yoo Joohwan swallowed his lust and curved the corner of his eye into a long line.
“Then suck it.”
It was a demand to show some effort.
If he didn’t have such a handsome face, I might have bitten the hand in front of me.
Thinking it was a good thing he was handsome, Siho swallowed the index finger that stood out among the fingers he offered.
Since I was doing it, I wanted to please him.
The thick finger felt stiff, but since he didn’t just tell me to put it in, I naturally licked the index finger with my tongue.
The tight feeling of the glove kept bothering me.
‘It would be better to do it without the glove.’
With a look of regret, I pushed down the tongue circling around the finger and sucked deeply.
The glove was indeed not great.
“You’re good at this. Even though you haven’t been taught.”
He complimented me, lifted my chin, and put in his index finger.
Even though it was just one more finger, my mouth was completely full.
As I grimaced with the stiff and overwhelming feeling, he pulled out his fingers and checked the saliva on his index and middle fingers.
It looked like an attempt to check its viscosity.
“It’s watery. But it’s very sticky.”
It’s saliva, so isn’t that natural?
Seeing him check it in the sunlight made me embarrassed.
As I rubbed my burning ears with both hands, I saw him lick the saliva.
Watching him raise the corner of his mouth, saying it was sweet and tasty, made him look truly insane.
“Why are you licking that, it’s dirty.”
“Dirty? It’s nothing. I’ll be licking things much worse than this later.”
He spoke obscene words casually and licked his lips with his tongue.
He looked thirsty.
“I was planning to torment you, but I feel like I’m the one being tormented.”
“Why?”
“Because looking at your face, I want to fuck you.”
At his words, Siho quickly put his fingers back in my mouth.
His hand, which bent at the knuckles as if to move, touched the roof of my mouth, but because of the glove, the foreign feeling made it hard to concentrate.
As I frowned in discomfort, he asked.
“Why?”
“…It doesn’t taste good.”
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