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“Ah….”
Soft kisses rained down all over my ear—on the helix, earlobe, and even the canal.
The sticky sound of saliva rubbing against my lips grew more and more like the sound of an actual kiss, and before I knew it, I found myself unconsciously mouthing my lips, expectant.
As his lips and tongue played with my ear, mine moved along with them, syncing breath and rhythm.
Of course, Taehwan’s hands weren’t idle either.
Maybe he noticed how sensitive I was becoming from all the stimulation, because his movements grew more intense.
The squelching sounds filled the tight space as he moved quickly to bring me to climax.
A surge of electricity rose from deep inside and spread through my hypersensitive body—I thought I might break.
“Haah, ah… Tae… Taehwan, I…”
“Feel good?”
“Mmh, yeah… It’s good… So good…”
The dual stimulation from above and below made my hands and feet twitch over and over, my hips jerking up uncontrollably.
I started crying for an entirely different reason now—because it felt that good, and because I liked Taehwan that much.
The feelings were so overwhelming I wanted to close my legs to hide from him, but his large frame was settled right between them, leaving me no room to pull away.
Too late, I realized how shameful the position was—sprawled with my legs wide open—but by then I was already too far gone.
Even the shame felt like pleasure now; I was completely consumed by this lewd act.
“Ah—ugh… More, more…”
What was I even asking for more of?
I didn’t know myself.
But whatever it was… it felt like anything Taehwan did would make me happy.
Even if I completely fell apart because of him, I wouldn’t resent him for it.
Taehwan, who had been sucking and licking just one of my ears, paused briefly—then moved his lips toward my face.
My jawline, temple, cheekbone, and cheek… his lips brushed each spot with soft smooches.
Chup, chup.
The wet sounds inched closer and closer to my lips.
As if… he was about to kiss me.
“Hngh…! Haa, mmph! Mmm…”
Maybe it was the anticipation of possibly kissing the one I loved—my one and only best friend—that pushed me over the edge.
My head went completely blank.
I barely remember what happened.
All I know is… unfortunately, I reached climax before Taehwan’s lips could reach mine.
Without shame, I cried out sharply as I came hard.
I must’ve been too loud, because Taehwan pressed something soft and a little damp over my lips to muffle the sound.
It didn’t stay long, but it was enough.
“…Haa, haah… ngh…”
Thankfully, this time he didn’t catch the mess in his hands.
Just before I came, he must have wrapped it in tissues.
That part was fine.
But…
As I was catching my breath with shallow gasps, I finally managed to open my eyes—only to find Taehwan right in front of me, staring straight at my face without even blinking.
My flushed, wrecked, tear-streaked face from having just climaxed in front of him.
“D-Don’t look…”
“…Okay.”
Still, the moment I asked, he immediately turned away and pulled me into a tight embrace.
My weak, exhausted body sank into his broad chest.
Facing his chest instead of his eyes, I realized his heart was pounding fast—maybe even faster than mine, who had just finished moaning and writhing to a climax.
It must’ve embarrassed him too, seeing that side of me.
He really goes through a lot because of me.
I felt a little sorry, so I wrapped my arms around him as well.
As we held each other, our wildly beating hearts slowly found the same rhythm, calming together.
Not just our hearts—our ragged breaths and overheated bodies cooled down too.
I gently pulled back from his wide back and sat upright.
Taehwan smiled as he wiped my saliva-smeared ear and lips.
Even after everything, his smile was the same as always—warm, unchanging.
“Feel refreshed?”
“Yeah… Thanks.”
“For what? Just helping out a friend.”
Was it just my imagination, or did he emphasize friend a bit strangely?
If not, does that mean this kind of thing is normal between friends?
Do people our age mess around like this to learn about sex?
If that’s the case… I’ve received his help twice already, so I kind of want to return the favor.
I’m sure Taehwan could do fine on his own, but if he prefers doing it together…
I thought about it in my head, but I didn’t have the mental energy to actually say it out loud.
The intense clarity that comes after moments like this had hit hard.
Too embarrassed and drained to move, I just lay there, limp.
Taehwan carefully dressed me, even putting my pants back on, then opened the car door.
He gently helped me into the backseat, then tapped my forehead.
“Jaehee. I’m gonna run to the bathroom. Don’t go anywhere—wait in the car.”
“Okay…”
It’s not like I had the nerve to walk around after doing that in broad daylight—in a car, no less.
I pulled a blanket over myself, buried my face in my arms, and lay on top of the luggage with my eyes squeezed shut.
I thought he’d just wash his hands and come right back, but surprisingly, Taehwan spent quite a while in the restroom.
I had dozed off, bundled in a blanket in the dim backseat, so I didn’t know exactly how long—but he only woke me after a couple of hours had passed.
Since we left later than planned, we didn’t head straight to the highway.
Instead, we stopped by a nearby restaurant for lunch.
And lucky for us—it turned out to be amazing.
It looked like a small, unassuming place that served chicken stir-fry and buckwheat noodles, tucked away in a quiet spot.
But despite appearances, it was packed, and for good reason.
The taste was incredible—so good I understood why people would drive all that way just to eat there.
Between a good nap and a delicious meal, I felt surprisingly refreshed.
Maybe it was because Taehwan looked so happy watching me scrape the bottom of the pan for the last of the fried rice.
‘It does feel good…’
Maybe the post-orgasm clarity had lifted.
The feeling of my body going numb, becoming something I could barely control…
The mind-melting pleasure, the helpless moans, clinging to him with no dignity left…
It was all so embarrassing, and yet once that wave passed, the only thing left in my memory was the addictive thrill.
It made me think, ‘I want to do it again.’
And suddenly, I realized something: I don’t think I can do this alone anymore.
It’s not just about the technique—though Taehwan is clearly skilled.
It’s about something deeper: the joy of doing it with someone I care about.
The way I feel his breath and body heat, the small exchanges of conversation in between, and those unexpected sensual things he suddenly does…
That’s what excites me most.
Of course, I can’t rely on him forever.
I should find another way.
But…
‘He did say he’s not planning to date anyone and wants to hang out with me for a while… so maybe… I could ask him… again?’
“Doesn’t this count as part of ‘playing’ too?”
Of course, I don’t plan on just receiving.
It’s give and take, after all.
I could touch Taehwan down there too, and if he wanted something else, I could do that for him.
Like taking on more house chores or anything I’m capable of.
I’m fine with it.
I sneaked a glance at Taehwan’s profile while he was driving, then quickly came to my senses and smacked my forehead with a fist.
“No. Get a grip, Jung Jaehee.”
If I keep asking and this just becomes something we always do, and then suddenly that annoyingly perfect friend of mine gets a boyfriend, we won’t be able to do it anymore.
That would make things awkward for both of us—especially if his boyfriend found out.
I need to keep things in moderation.
I should learn to handle things on my own…
I mean, is it even necessary to have such a high sex drive?
I’ve celebrated the return of sensation to my lower half enough already, and my curiosity about “desire” has been satisfied.
It’s time to stop.
I’m not some animal in heat—I’m a human being.
I should know how to control myself.
“But then again, isn’t it because we’re human that being perpetually horny is possible…?”
Good grief. Perpetually horny.
Even just imagining it is horrifying…
Even Taehwan would probably consider cutting me off if I were like that.
I already feel embarrassed enough about how I get when we do stuff—how weird must it look to Taehwan, who’s known me since I was a kid?
He’s only been this cooperative because he’s seen me at my worst and thinks of me like a younger brother… but even that has a limit, doesn’t it?
“Jaehee.”
“…Uhp.”
I flinched in surprise.
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