Evil Organization’s Extra Mr. A – Chapter 61

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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The dinner Ha-yeong prepared was a feast. Not because it was fancy restaurant fare, but because of the sheer variety and abundance of dishes spread across the table.

I was touched by the unexpected luxury, a rare treat for a man living alone, but the dreaded post-dinner moment arrived.

“…”

Ha-yeong sat on the sofa, silent, and I couldn’t bring myself to leave, even though it was long past time to go home.

I’d missed my chance, or rather, I sensed it wasn’t the right time.

But I couldn’t impose on her, a woman living alone, so I had to gauge her mood.

“Anything else you want to eat?”

“No, not really.”

“Okay.”

It was surprisingly difficult to ask if she had anything to say, especially when she was clearly trying to avoid the topic. If she’d been looking at me, engaging in normal conversation, I could have just asked directly. I wasn’t usually the type to beat around the bush.

But without a clear topic, with the silence stretching between us, it was hard to initiate a conversation, especially when I could sense her unspoken intentions. It felt like I was supposed to guess what she wanted, not just ask.

“Want something to drink?”

“Yes.”

She stood up and went to the kitchen. I heard the refrigerator door open and close, the clinking of glasses, and I racked my brain, trying to decipher her intentions.

Honestly, I had a pretty good idea of what she was thinking. But I’d been wrong before, jumping to conclusions, so I tried to dismiss the thought. But the conclusion was inevitable: she liked me.

I’d be kicking myself later if I was wrong, but judging by her behavior and the current atmosphere, I’d be an idiot not to notice.

The problem was how to address it.

If I asked, “Do you like me?”, and she said no, I wouldn’t be able to face her.

And even if she said yes, I wasn’t sure what to do next.

Date her? While I didn’t have any qualms about multiple partners, I already had Yu-bin, and my relationship with Yu-ra was still undefined, so pursuing another relationship felt wrong.

Moreover, I was hiding my true identity and my other relationships from both of them, so adding another person to the mix would only complicate things further.

I couldn’t keep developing relationships with every Hunter Killer member I met. That was why I’d been postponing my reports to headquarters.

I couldn’t bring myself to report on them, now that I saw them as more than just enemies. I knew, logically, that I shouldn’t feel this way, but I couldn’t deny the emotional connection I felt towards them.

The thought of reporting on Yu-bin and Yu-ra and the potential consequences made my heart ache.

The same with Green. While we weren’t close, I couldn’t just disregard her story and report it to headquarters.

Maybe it would be better to just let things be if Ha-yeong didn’t express her feelings? And even if she did, wouldn’t it be better to gently reject her in the long run?

No, that was ridiculous. I’d helped her, formed a connection, however accidental, and now, I was going to pretend to be oblivious to her feelings and turn away? How would that possibly help her? I felt ashamed of myself for even considering it.

Lost in thought, I didn’t notice Ha-yeong return with a mug of orange juice. She placed it on the coffee table, and our eyes met.

This was Ha-yeong, taking her first steps into the world. I was the one who’d said I didn’t want to see her suffer.

Honestly, the sweet, almost innocent feelings I’d experienced with Ha-yeong while we were shopping for furniture and appliances had been… pleasant. I’d enjoyed those moments, playing house.

Did she feel the same way?

How should I define my feelings for her?

Looking into her eyes, I saw her pupils dilate slightly.

What I needed to sort out wasn’t my feelings, but my approach.

If I became involved with Ha-yeong, on top of Yu-bin and Yu-ra, I knew things would get complicated.

But I wasn’t going to ignore her. I hated avoiding responsibility, pretending to be oblivious after having initiated something. And I’d been about to do just that with Ha-yeong, who was clearly holding back, waiting for me to make the first move.

I knew Earth wasn’t accustomed to polyamory, and if I continued these relationships, hiding the truth, things would eventually blow up in my face. But I had to take responsibility for my actions.

I looked at Ha-yeong, her eyes flickering with uncertainty, and spoke carefully.

“If…”

I hesitated, the first word heavy with unspoken meaning. Ha-yeong also seemed to tense up, focusing on my words. While I’d chosen to speak, the weight of the impending responsibility made me nervous.

“If I don’t go home now, things will probably get complicated.”

“…”

She didn’t respond. She probably knew I’d sensed her feelings. She’d been quite obvious, and I’d been just as transparent with my own anxieties.

“If you’re okay with that, will you… be with me?”

The important thing wasn’t choosing the emotion. The emotion was clear. What I had to choose was how to act on it, how to treat the person who’d evoked it.

I’d accept my feelings and the potential consequences, however unpleasant.

My enemy was the Earth Defense Alliance, not these women. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt them.

“Huh?”

Ha-yeong’s surprised response wasn’t a clear answer. Had I misread the situation? I looked away, unsure.

“Are you sure?”

Her trembling voice made me look up at her again. Her eyes held a mix of emotions.

“I… I was going to give up.”

I listened silently as she spoke.

“I told myself to be selfish, just this once, and I tried to hold on, but I thought… it wouldn’t be fair to you, to burden you with my feelings… so I was going to give up. But… are you really okay with this? With us being together?”

While she’d used the word “together,” we both understood the implications.

Ha-yeong had been trapped in a life of servitude, without agency, and had finally decided to live for herself. But having just taken a leap of faith, she probably didn’t feel comfortable pursuing her own desires at someone else’s expense.

She’d been afraid of burdening me with her feelings, so she’d decided to give up. And just as she’d given up, I’d confessed my own feelings.

“Yes.”

I smiled as I answered, then wondered if she’d really needed to consider giving up. The answer came quickly.

“That’s good. I thought… I might never see you again.”

I understood her relief, her fear of losing our connection.

Our relationship wasn’t clearly defined. The same with Yu-ra, though we were closer, almost like lovers.

While I’d mentioned visiting occasionally when we signed the apartment lease, it probably hadn’t been enough to reassure Ha-yeong.

She’d probably thought I’d have no reason to see her again after she moved out and started living independently.

So, she’d thought this was her last chance and had considered giving up. That’s why her eyes had trembled with unshed tears.

I didn’t know what the future held, but having made up my mind, accepting the potential consequences, my thoughts felt clearer.

I reached for her mug, then instead of taking it, I stood up and kissed her softly. Ha-yeong’s eyes widened in surprise.

Then her expression softened, and she put down her mug and hugged me. Her sudden embrace made me lose my balance, and we fell onto the sofa, Ha-yeong on top of me, her face beaming.

“Thank you. For confessing your feelings.”

Her sincere words made me smile, and I stroked her hair.

“I thought… if I didn’t say anything, you wouldn’t either. But I was serious about things getting complicated.”

My words referred to the potential difficulties of our relationship, but also to the unspoken complications of our Spacetroe-Hunter Killer dynamic, a secret only I knew.

But Ha-yeong, seemingly unconcerned for now, buried her face in my chest, then sat up and hugged me, her arms around my neck.

I felt the softness of her breasts against my shirt.

“Aren’t you hot?”

“It’s okay. The air conditioner is on.”

My hand instinctively went to her waist, pulling her closer, our bodies pressed together.

“Stay the night.”

I wasn’t sure if she meant it as a sexual invitation, but my lower half certainly took it that way, my erection growing, and I had to clarify her intentions. What if she hadn’t meant it that way, and I’d just jumped to conclusions…? But what other meaning could there be, in this situation, at this hour?

“Okay.”

I met her gaze and kissed her again, a deeper, more lingering kiss than before.

As the kiss deepened, my hand instinctively cupped her breast, and when we finally parted, Ha-yeong, her face flushed, spoke softly,

“Shouldn’t we… move to the bedroom?”

Rooms had their purposes. And on a night like this, in this atmosphere, the bedroom was the appropriate setting. I nodded, stood up from the sofa, and lifted her into my arms.

“!!”

She gasped, startled, her eyes wide, and I carried her to the bedroom.

I laid her down on the bed with the light blue bedding and took off my shirt. She looked surprised by my sudden boldness, then, accepting the situation, slowly removed her own shirt.

I admired the curves of her breasts, visible under her white bra, and sensing my gaze, Ha-yeong blushed and removed her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts.

“You’re beautiful.”

“Ahh!”

I pulled her close, burying my face in her cleavage, and gently massaged her breasts, careful not to hurt her, then took a nipple into my mouth and suckled.

“Haah, ah, ahh…”

A mix of ticklish and stimulating sensations made her moan softly, and her erotic sounds fueled my desire, my hands continuing their ministrations.

Her soft breasts yielded easily to my touch as I continued to massage them, sucking on her nipples.

“Haa…”

I felt something in my mouth and pulled away. A drop of white liquid clung to her nipple, and I stared at her, surprised.

“Th-this is…?”

I briefly wondered if there was a more complicated explanation, a secret relationship I wasn’t aware of, but Ha-yeong, sensing my misunderstanding, shook her head and quickly denied it.

“N-no! It’s… a medical condition… It’s been happening since high school. You’re the first person to see it… and this… this is the first time this has happened…”

Her voice lost its confidence, as if worried I wouldn’t believe her. If it was just a medical condition, a harmless quirk that caused her to lactate…

“Thank you!”

I silently thanked the heavens.

I took her nipple back into my mouth and suckled, my hands continuing their massage.

“Hee, ahh. Ah, ah, ahh…”

She didn’t respond verbally but seemed reassured by my continued attention, her moans growing louder as she stroked my hair.

“You can take your time. It’s all yours.”

No man could resist such an invitation. Her words, her touch, fueled my desire, and my erection hardened as I continued to suckle, tasting the sweet liquid.

“Ah, ah, ahh. Haa… Do you like breasts that much?”

I nodded, my lips still on her nipple, and she gently stroked my hair.

“We’re not even fully undressed yet.”

Her words made me pull away and sit up. I took hold of her pajama pants, intending to remove them along with her underwear, but she stopped me, her hand covering mine.

“I-I’ll take them off myself.”

“No, I want to.”

While being undressed by someone else might have been embarrassing for a first-timer, nothing could stop me now that my desire had been ignited.

“You’re a different person at night.”

“Men turn into beasts at night.”

She covered her face with her hands, blushing, and lifted her hips slightly as I removed her pants and underwear. I removed my own pants, revealing my erect penis.

“!”

Since it was her first time, this must have been her first time seeing an erect penis. She looked startled, then quickly averted her gaze, pretending not to look, but I could see her stealing glances.

“You can look. Are you scared?”

Not all first-time experiences were positive. Some women developed trauma from unpleasant first encounters. I suddenly wondered if she’d been repulsed by my earlier eagerness.

“No, I’m just… a little surprised. It’s bigger than I expected.”

While this might be her first time seeing an erect penis in person, she wasn’t completely ignorant about male anatomy. She’d probably had sex education in school and would have some knowledge of the subject.

“You’re going to make me lose control if you keep complimenting me like that.”

I wasn’t sure if she knew how much men appreciated that compliment, but her words and actions were incredibly stimulating, and I was nearing my limit.

“You’re also very beautiful down there.”

I spread her legs, admiring her lightly furred mound, the same color as her hair, and the moist, pink flesh beneath, and voiced my appreciation.

“Really?”

I’d expected her to be embarrassed, but she seemed pleased by my compliment, her face brightening.

“Yes, very beautiful.”

My penis twitched, eager to enter her.

“Have you… done this before?”

It was a sudden question, but there was no point in lying; she’d find out eventually. And there was no need to lie about this. I could be honest about this much.

“Yes.”

“Then be gentle.”

She asked, worried about the potential for rough handling, and spread her legs wider. I swallowed hard, aligned myself with her entrance, and looked into her eyes.

There was a flicker of anxiety in her eyes, but also anticipation. For Ha-yeong, this was the moment our ambiguous relationship would become more defined.

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?”

“Okay… hmm, mm!!”

I leaned in and kissed her, then gently pushed inside. I slowly stretched her opening with my penis, careful not to hurt her, and she gasped as I filled her completely.

I held her close and continued kissing her, giving her time to adjust to my size.

I could feel her relax in my arms as we kissed, her tense body softening, her walls gently clenching around me, accepting my intrusion.

“Does it hurt?”

I pulled away, and Ha-yeong opened her eyes, which had been squeezed shut. She smiled and nodded, then intertwined our fingers.

“How about you?”

“It feels good. Can I move?”

“Be gentle, okay?”

She asked again, still slightly apprehensive, and I replied, “Okay,” then slowly pulled back, almost all the way out, just the tip remaining, and then gently pushed back inside.

“Ahh, ah, ahhh…”

While moving slowly was a challenge for me, it allowed me to fully savor the feeling of her surrounding me, her warmth enveloping me.

Ha-yeong clutched my hand as I slowly moved in and out.

“Should I go even slower?”

“No… haaa! I like it like this. Ahh… ah, haa, ahh!”

With each slow, deep thrust, my tip brushed against her cervix. She moaned, her walls tightening around me as the pleasure intensified.

“It’s getting tighter. Does it feel good?”

“It feels good… haa, ah… ah! Ahh. Haaa!”

Her entrance had become much more accommodating, and I could feel her moving her hips slightly, so I increased my pace, just a little.

It was still a slow rhythm, the long, drawn-out thrusts just slightly faster, but it was enough to elicit a stronger reaction from Ha-yeong.

“Ahh, haa, mhmm! Hu, oh, I like it… come closer.”

Wanting to give her even more pleasure, I gradually increased the pace.

“Hmm, mmm, haa! Ah… ahh!”

I could see her beneath me, moaning, her body writhing in pleasure. Her breasts trembled with each thrust, swaying gently as she climaxed.

Her nipples, still wet from my earlier attention, leaked a milky white fluid, trickling down her ample breasts.

“Such a waste.”

I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, suckling gently.

“Hee, ahh! Ahhh! Honey… if you suck there now… haa!”

Her legs tightened around my waist, her hand, which had been holding mine, now cradling my head as I suckled at her nipple. With my hands free, I resumed my thrusts, massaging her other breast, and the combined stimulation made her moan even louder.

“Ahh, ah, ahh! Haaa! Honey, a little slower… slower! Ahh!!”

Her walls clenched around me, and I could taste more of the milky fluid as I suckled. I saw more of it leaking from her other breast and, releasing her nipple, took both of them into my mouth.

“Hee! Oh, haa, ahh!”

Her ample breasts made it easy to bring her nipples together, and the continued stimulation, even after her initial climax, made her writhe in pleasure.

Overwhelmed by the sensations, she moaned and held me close, then, as her orgasm subsided, she started feeding me her milk, soft moans escaping her lips. I paused my thrusts and tasted the sweet liquid as I caressed her breasts.

She produced a surprising amount. Was this also because she was a superhuman? I didn’t know how much was normal, but I felt like she could feed me and still have more.

“…Honey.”

Her breathy voice made me pull away and look at her.

Her breathing was still ragged from her orgasm, her eyes slightly wet as she looked at me.

“Should we take a break?”

“No, I’m okay.”

She smiled, showing no signs of fatigue, and I smiled back.

“Then I’ll move slowly for now.”

“Okay. Hee, ahh, ahh…!”

I resumed my thrusts before she even finished her sentence, moving slowly. I controlled my urges, wanting her to enjoy the gentler pace.

My earlier forceful thrusts were gone, replaced by a slow, rhythmic motion, and Ha-yeong responded to each deep thrust, her body trembling as my tip brushed against her cervix.

“How does it feel? Your insides… clenching around me every time I enter.”

“Hu, oh, ahh, haa, ahh… It feels good. Hee, haaa!”

Her entrance had become much more accommodating, and I could feel her moving her hips slightly in time with mine, so I increased my pace, just a little.

“Should I go a little faster?”

“Huh?! Hee!”

I suddenly increased my pace, thrusting deep, and Ha-yeong, her arousal escalating, gasped and lifted her hips slightly.

“I’ll be gentle, so just trust me.”

I realized she wasn’t averse to stronger stimulation but was slightly apprehensive about the unfamiliar intensity. Knowing she was capable of experiencing even greater pleasure, I gradually increased my pace.

“Haaa, ahh, ah, ahh…! Honey… too hard… hee, mm, ahhh!”

Her wet entrance made lewd squelching sounds as my thrusts became more forceful, and I held her close, my hips moving rhythmically.

Lost in the pleasure, her body trembling with each thrust, Ha-yeong moaned, her cries echoing in the room.

“I can go even harder.”

I wasn’t even at my full speed yet, and my words, suggesting even greater intensity, made Ha-yeong flinch, surprised. But I could feel her walls tightening, her curiosity piqued.

Knowing she was intrigued, I slowed down again, returning to a gentler pace.

“Hee?! Wh-what’s wrong…?”

The sudden decrease in stimulation made her anxious.

“I thought… maybe it was too much for you.”

“M-mm… hee, ahh!”

She couldn’t bring herself to ask for more, her face flushed, nestled against me, and just moaned softly with each gentle thrust.

But having experienced the difference between gentle and intense stimulation, she continued to clench her walls, a silent plea for more.

“Honey, I don’t know what you want unless you tell me.”

“Oh?!”

She’d been deliberately tightening her muscles, moving her hips subtly, hoping I’d notice, and my words made her blush even deeper.

“I’ll give you whatever you want, so can you tell me?”

“Haa, hmm, oh, h-harder… as hard as you want…”

“Huh? I want this, though.”

I teased her, knowing she didn’t just want gentle thrusts, and she blushed, embarrassed by my insinuation. She clearly didn’t want to appear too eager.

Then, seemingly having made up her mind, she looked at me, her blue eyes shining, a smile on her lips, and spoke softly,

“Make me feel good. Really good.”

I pulled her close and started thrusting hard.

“Hee, mm, oh, hee, ahh, ahhh!!”

My hips moved forcefully, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing in the room, and I pounded into her, my penis repeatedly hitting her cervix.

She cried out at the unexpected intensity, the sudden surge of pleasure, and I continued my relentless assault, wanting her to feel wave after wave of ecstasy.

I’d been holding back, wanting to come, but I continued thrusting, my penis throbbing.

“Huu, oh, ahh, ahhh! Honey! Honey! Haaa!!”

Her soft moans had become increasingly erotic, her voice husky with desire, and each time she called out my name, I felt a surge of excitement.

I thrust deep, grinding against her cervix, and Ha-yeong, her muscles tensing as she climaxed, arched her back.

“Ahhh, ah, ah… ahh…!!”

I came inside her, releasing the pent-up desire.

My penis pulsed as I filled her with my warmth, and Ha-yeong trembled with each wave.

“Ahh… honey…”

I pulled out after I came, and her juices, mingled with my seed, flowed out of her.

“Are you tired?”

I buried my face in her breasts as she lay there, catching her breath, and she stroked my hair, the familiar touch calming her slightly.

“A little, but I’m okay. How about you?”

“I’m fine. I can keep going.”

Her hand, stroking my hair, paused at my words.

“We can stop if you’re tired.”

“Let’s just… take a short break.”

She seemed to want to continue, her desire still lingering, and we agreed to rest for a bit.

Five minutes later.

I was on top of Ha-yeong, her legs spread wide, thrusting hard.

“Haa, ahh, ah, ahh! Haaa!”

My movements were rough, but Ha-yeong, her face flushed with pleasure, moaned happily.

“Hmm, mm, oh, ahh! Honey, it’s embarrassing… my legs… spread like this… haaa!”

I’d deliberately spread her legs wide, and as I’d expected, she was embarrassed.

“Why are you embarrassed? It’s beautiful.”

I said, looking at her entrance, my penis sliding in and out.

“Then… haa, ah…! Next time… we have to… try a different position… okay? Hee!”

Her embarrassment, her attempt to maintain a semblance of modesty, was endearing. She wanted me to hold her, to comfort her, but when I took control, she became a different person. If she was doing it intentionally, it was incredibly effective, driving me wild.

“Okay. We’ll try a different position next time!”

I continued my relentless thrusts, the lewd sounds of our coupling filling the room, and came inside her again.

I lifted Ha-yeong’s legs, holding her in the air as I thrust, our reflection visible in the vanity mirror. She could clearly see our joined bodies, my penis buried deep inside her, and her face flushed crimson.

“How is it? I told you it’s beautiful.”

“Ahh, oh, mm! Haa! This is embarrassing… even more embarrassing than before… haaa!”

I hadn’t promised a less embarrassing position, just a different one, so I’d chosen one that showcased our coupling in all its glory.

With her legs in the air, there was no escape, her cervix pressed against my tip with each thrust.

“I wanted you to see it, too. So, how is it?”

Despite her embarrassment, her eyes were glued to our reflection in the mirror.

“Your big penis… inside me… haa, ahh! It feels so good… rubbing against me… every time you move…”

She answered my question honestly, despite her flushed cheeks, and wanting to amplify the pleasure she’d described, I increased my pace, my thrusts becoming more forceful.

“Hee! Mhmm, oh, haa, ah, ahh!!”

Ha-yeong, her back arching against me, was caught in an endless wave of pleasure, and I, holding her close, had no intention of slowing down.

“I can go even harder.”

She flinched at my words, clearly surprised I wasn’t at my full capacity yet. But I could feel her walls tightening, her curiosity piqued.

Knowing she was intrigued, I slowed down, my movements becoming gentler.

“Hee?! Wh-what are you doing…?”

She sounded anxious at the sudden decrease in intensity.

“I thought… you didn’t like it too rough.”

“M-mm… hee, ahh!”

She couldn’t bring herself to ask for more, her face flushed, and just moaned softly as I moved inside her.

But her body, craving the intense stimulation, continued to clench around me, a silent plea.

“Honey, I don’t know what you want unless you tell me.”

“Oh?!”

She was deliberately tightening her muscles, moving her hips subtly, and my words made her blush even deeper.

“I’ll do whatever you want, so tell me.”

“Haa, hmm, oh… harder… as hard as you can…”

“Huh? I want this, though.”

I teased her, knowing she wanted more than just gentle thrusts, and she blushed.

Then, as if making up her mind, she looked at me, her blue eyes shining, a smile playing on her lips, and spoke softly,

“Harder. Make me feel really good.”

I pulled her close and started thrusting with renewed intensity.

“Hee! Mm, oh, hee, ahh, ahhh!!”

The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the room, and I pounded into her, repeatedly hitting her cervix.

She cried out at the sudden, intense stimulation, and I continued my relentless assault, wanting her to lose herself in the pleasure.

My own desire was building, but I held back, focusing on her pleasure, my penis throbbing with each thrust.

“Huu, oh, ahh, ahhh! Honey! Honey! Haaa!!”

Her soft moans had become husky with desire, and each time she called out my name, I felt a surge of excitement.

I thrust deep, grinding against her cervix, and Ha-yeong tensed, her muscles clenching as she climaxed.

“Haaa, ah, ah… ahh…!!”

I came inside her, releasing the pent-up desire.

My penis pulsed as I filled her with my warmth, and Ha-yeong trembled with each wave.

“Ahh… honey…”

I pulled out after I came, and her juices, mingled with my seed, flowed out of her.

“Are you tired?”

I buried my face in her breasts, and she stroked my hair, the familiar touch calming her.

“I’m tired, but I’m okay. How about you?”

“I’m fine. I can keep going.”

Her hand, stroking my hair, paused at my words.

“We can stop if you’re tired.”

“Let’s just… take a short break.”

She seemed reluctant to stop and agreed to a short break.

Five minutes later.

I was on top of Ha-yeong, her legs spread wide, thrusting hard.

“Haa, ahh, ah, ahh! Haaa!”

My movements were rough, but Ha-yeong’s moans and expressions were filled with pleasure.

“Hmm, mm, oh, ahh! Honey… it’s embarrassing… like this… haaa!”

I’d deliberately spread her legs wide, and as expected, she was embarrassed.

“Why are you embarrassed? It’s beautiful.”

I said, looking at her entrance, my penis sliding in and out.

“Then… haa, ah…! Next time… we have to try… a different position… okay? Hee!”

Her attempt to maintain a semblance of modesty while clearly enjoying herself was endearing. She wanted to be held, to be comforted, but when I took charge, she transformed.

“Okay, we’ll try a different position next time!”

I continued my relentless thrusts, the lewd sounds of our coupling echoing in the room, and came inside her again.

I lifted Ha-yeong’s legs, holding her in the air, our reflection visible in the vanity mirror. She could clearly see our joined bodies, and her face was bright red.

“How is it? I told you it’s beautiful.”

“Ahh, oh, mm! Haa! This is embarrassing… even more than before… haaa!”

I hadn’t promised a less embarrassing position, just a different one.

With her legs in the air, there was no escape, her cervix pressed against my tip with each thrust.

“I wanted you to see it, too. So, how is it?”

Despite her embarrassment, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from our reflection.

“Your big penis… inside me… haa, ahh! It feels so good… rubbing against me…”

She answered honestly, and I, wanting to amplify that pleasure, increased my pace, my thrusts becoming more forceful.

“Hee! Mhmm, oh, haa, ah, ahh!!”

Ha-yeong, her back arching against me, was caught in an endless wave of pleasure, and I, feeling her walls tighten around me, came inside her again.

“Ahh, haa, haa. Honey… this is embarrassing too… haaa!”

I was still thrusting inside her as she lay on her stomach, my hands massaging her breasts.

“How does it feel?”

“It feels… good. Hee, oh, hmm!!”

With each caress, her nipples leaked, staining the fresh sheets, which were already soaked with our combined fluids.

“Should we stop if it’s too embarrassing?”

“No. Haaa! Ahh, ahh! More.”

Despite her initial embarrassment, she’d never asked me to stop, her desire for more always overriding her shyness.

And we continued, lost in the shared pleasure.

“…You really don’t get tired.”

She mumbled as I suckled at her nipple after another round, my penis still hard. I looked up at her, my lips still on her nipple.

“What are you saying? You’re so cute.”

Her unexpected compliment made me blush, and I pulled away, embarrassed.

“We can do more.”

“You’re cute, so I’m embarrassed. I feel like I’m acting childish.”

I believed a man’s fascination with breasts was natural.

But did she see me as a childish, immature man? While I was technically older, my behavior probably made me seem younger.

“No, I meant it in a good way.”

She smiled gently and pulled me close, her breasts pressing against my chest, and I resumed my ministrations, my hands massaging her soft flesh, my lips on her leaking nipple.

“You’re so cute, honey.”

Her words, her gentle caress, still made me blush, but reminding myself that I was being rewarded for enduring her embarrassing positions, I continued suckling until she fell asleep in my arms.

Morning arrived, and while I’d fallen asleep in Ha-yeong’s arms, I woke up alone in bed.

“You’re awake?”

Ha-yeong, freshly showered, came into the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, and stroked my hair.

“Let’s have breakfast after you shower.”

“Okay.”

Her gentle voice soothed me, and I woke up feeling refreshed.

The long monsoon season had finally ended, and we were greeted by a clear, sunny morning.

Ha-yeong smiled at me, her face radiant, and we shared a light kiss.

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