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A feeling of burning and constriction welled up inside me.
It didn’t take long for my consciousness, which had been in a deep sleep, to be dragged back to reality.
It must’ve been almost twelve hours since I last took my stomach medicine…
Just thinking about it made the pain worse.
Groaning as if I were suffering, I curled up and finally exhaled as the pain slowly began to dissipate.
A strong sea scent lingered in the air.
It was so pungent that it made my nose crinkle involuntarily.
It was so intense, I wondered if CEO Han had come to the hotel room just to douse himself in cologne.
Breathing heavily, I raised my arm to clutch my stomach, which was still stinging sharply.
Maybe it was time to see a doctor…
No, at least not until six months have passed…
Only after I’ve paid off a portion of my debt can I think about it.
Realizing this made the time ahead seem daunting.
As I squinted, trying to get used to the pain, I noticed it was slowly fading away.
I lay there, blinking vacantly at the ceiling, then slowly sat up.
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes sluggishly, moving so slowly that I could feel every eyelash brushing against my fingers.
I tilted my head towards the crimson glow at the window sill.
Was the morning light always this color? I blinked, dazed.
Looking down at myself, I noticed I was wearing an oversized black shirt.
I distinctly remembered that it had been completely stripped off last night—when did I put this back on?
I fiddled with the shirt for a moment; it felt nice.
It reminded me of the shirts CEO Han often wore…
After playing with the soft shirt that barely showed the tips of my fingers for a while, I decided to check the time.
Just as I threw off the blanket and was about to get out of bed, my foot got caught in the sheets, and I tumbled forward.
“Ouch…!”
I tried to stand up, feeling clumsy and awkward, but found that I had no strength below my waist.
I glanced around, bewildered.
What’s going on? What is this?
After struggling for a long time to get up, I finally found a somewhat comfortable position to sit in.
My knees and groin pressed against the floor.
It was embarrassing, and my back felt strangely constrained, but it was the most comfortable position for my waist.
How was I supposed to stand up and go home like this…?
Come to think of it, I had done this before, but I didn’t walk on my own that time.
Most of the time, CEO Han carried me…
He would even press and massage my waist at night.
So, walking on my own after… was practically a first.
Am I always going to be like a newborn giraffe after this? My face turned pale.
“What are you doing over there?”
I turned my head at the sound of his voice.
There was CEO Han, holding a white mug, looking at me with a curious expression as if asking, “What are you doing sitting there?”
I hurriedly gathered the sheets to cover my upper body and turned my head towards him as he set the cup down on a nearby table and approached me.
Testing my voice, I tried to speak, but my throat felt raw and hoarse.
“Well, I… I have a habit of lying on the floor in the morning…”
“That wasn’t a habit last time.”
“…It started today.”
He sat on the edge of the bed in front of me, crossing his legs and smiling in a way that made him look like a bad person.
“Quite a sight.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but as I tried to turn my head, he moved right behind me, his fingers tracing the nape of my neck.
Goosebumps rose, and I stretched out my arm to push him away, but the sheet slipped.
I grabbed it again to cover myself, but I couldn’t let go for a different reason.
I gripped the sheet tightly, trying to withstand the subtle sensations spreading through me.
The white sheet wrinkled mercilessly.
“Stop… stop it… ah, mmm…”
“Here, the skin is so smooth…”
“Ah, mmh…”
“It feels nice to touch, like porcelain.”
“Mm, ah… stop….”
“Your waist is beautifully curved. With a tail attached here, you really do look like a cat.”
His fingers trailed slowly down my back and slipped between the cleft of my buttocks.
Suddenly, I shuddered, my body responding sharply and sensitively, without knowing why.
He soon pushed my body forward and grasped my buttocks, squeezing and releasing them.
The oversized shirt slid forward, exposing my back.
“Ah…!”
Could such a sound come from just grabbing my butt?
I tried to push myself up while clutching the sheets, feeling something was wrong with my body…
“Ah…”
“I thought you might prefer this, seeing as you were still wearing it.”
Only then did I remember his question from the night before, just before I fell asleep, exhausted.
“You know this outfit… usually comes as a set with a tail, right?”
I hadn’t properly realized it in my sleep-deprived state, but now it was clear.
How could I not have noticed?
I wasn’t even a fool…!
Struggling to get up by pushing against the floor, Han Doha grabbed my hand and guided it between my legs.
Something small filled the inside, and a soft tuft brushed against my fingertips.
A tail… I finally understood what he meant by “tail.”
My face flushed bright red.
I quickly grabbed the furry tuft and tried to pull it out.
“Ugh, ah… ha…”
I tried to pull it out, but it was blocked by something thicker than the opening, making it difficult.
My hand trembled as I pulled for a while, but Han Doha forcibly dropped my hand.
I turned my face back toward him, still lying prone, and saw him smirk.
“Unless you’re secretly into this, take your hand off. I’m getting jealous of the tail.”
Shouldn’t he have just not put it there in the first place?
Feeling defiant, I reached for the tail again, but Han Doha moved my hand closer to the entrance, whispering near my ear.
I could feel the heat from the swollen, tightly sealed opening directly at my fingertips.
“Should I help, hyung?”
He only called me that at times like this.
As if refusing his help, I groaned and moved my fingers.
Then, he gently bent my arm behind my back, softly pulling and releasing the tail with a hum.
In and out, teasing the inner walls just enough, I buried my face into the bed.
“Mm, uh, ha… mm…”
“Need my help?”
“…Help me…”
“With what?”
I lay there, clutching the sheets, my face pressed into the bed.
I slowly released my grip on the fabric, glanced around hesitantly, and moved my hand behind me.
Then, pulling my hips slightly to the side to make it easier to remove, I looked up at him, almost pleading.
“Take it out…”
“Damn, why are you so sexy, hyung?”
As soon as he said that, the thing that had been teasing my inner walls slid out in one smooth motion. My face automatically hit the floor.
My inner walls trembled.
“Ah… ha!”
Having had that thing inside me all night while I slept left me feeling oddly stretched. I could distinctly feel the entrance twitching open and closed.
The thought that Han Doha was watching it from above made me reach to cover it, but his hand was faster.
He gripped my waist and pulled me back, my face turning pale as I tried to crawl away, putting what strength I could into my arms.
My buttocks were firmly grasped, and a shallow breath tickled the quivering entrance, causing me to hold my breath.
“Even the hole is naughty. Look at how it’s moving, even though it hasn’t had anything to eat. I wish I could show you.”
With a soft, wet sound, something touched the entrance, and I let out a sharp gasp.
What is this? What just touched me?
A shiver ran down my spine.
As I reached forward to escape, I felt something moist and firm licking at the wrinkles, making my body freeze.
A peculiar sensation, like an itching yet pleasurable feeling, gradually spread throughout.
Every time his breath touched my skin, I couldn’t help but tense my lower abdomen.
“Haa,” my waist instinctively dipped lower.
In response, Han Doha grabbed my hips and lifted them up.
My chest was pressed firmly against the floor, while my hips were raised as high as they could go.
“Ah, haa…!”
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