“Uh! Huh, uh-uh! Hahhh, aahh….”
Unable to breathe, my vision turned yellow. I focused only on exerting force at the back, which felt like an endless, hellish time. My stomach hurt, the inside of my mercilessly suppressed throat hurt, and tears of anxiety didn’t stop.
Finally, Han Team Leader slowly pulled out the penis that had been thrust into my throat. He ejaculated while leaving only the glans inside my mouth. The hot and acrid liquid splashed up to the roof of my mouth. He slid his penis a few more times into my transformed mouth.
“Swallow it.”
I desperately suppressed the urge to vomit. When he pulled out his penis, I gulped down the remaining saliva and semen while tears rolled down my swollen throat. He held my chin, nearly reaching its limit.
“We have to finish.”
“Ugh, Team Leader, really, I can’t take it anymore….”
A round glans pushed through my wet lips. I gave up resistance, sucking up the remaining saliva and semen on the warm penis while tears streamed down my face. Trying to endure my nausea, I licked the root with the tip of my tongue, and he finally pulled the fleshy pillar out of my mouth.
“Shall I take you?”
Seeing me trembling and crouching down, he kindly asked. Nodding while sobbing, my arm was grabbed, and I was lifted up. My mouth was pressed against the closed entrance as if a massive weight would pour out the liquid inside my stomach. Held by his arm, I stumbled forward with no strength in my legs.
He looked down at my tear-streaked face. After opening the bathroom door, he sat me on the toilet, my damp waist in his hands. Staring into the distance while sobbing, a feather-light kiss fell on my lips.
“Finish up and come out.”
Even after he left and I drained the tormenting water multiple times, the sorrowful crying didn’t stop. Wiping my face with trembling palms, I cursed myself. It was nothing. It wasn’t something I didn’t know or vaguely knew. Still, tears hanging from my chin incessantly fell.
I barely got up to turn on the shower. Hot water hit me, and my legs lost strength. Sitting on the wet floor, I buried my quivering chin between my knees. The sound of water covered me like rain. Since I couldn’t even hear my own sobbing, it was only natural that it wouldn’t reach him after he left.
After drying off, I put on the white shirt he had given me once again. The soft fabric touched my sensitized skin. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. Han Team Leader was sitting on the sofa, staring at a tablet. The bucket had disappeared and was nowhere to be found.
“Bring a towel too.”
He, removing one earphone, said without looking up. I grabbed a white towel from the bathroom and walked hesitantly to him on shaky legs.
He lightly pressed my shoulders, sitting on the rug, and took the towel as I approached. Wrapping it around my wet hair, he casually remarked, “You’ve got bunny eyes now.”
“…”
“Who turned on Lee Seodan’s faucet?”
His hand, gently stroking my head with the towel, felt affectionate. I closed my mouth and just looked ahead.
“Do you want to go home?”
While wiping my earlobes in a nonchalant manner, he casually asked, “Feeling like you can’t handle it after trying it for a day?”
“No.”
My voice cracked. When I tried to clear my throat, a cough burst out. I swallowed a few times with my sore throat and said, “It’s not that bad.”
“Really?”
After a moment of silence, he responded from behind me.
“It seems like Lee Seodan might like me quite a bit.”
Although his voice sounded amused, as he tilted my chin up for a moment, a rather stern expression was revealed. Staring blankly, when he leaned forward, he lightly kissed my lips.
“Come up here.”
He patted his thigh, and I crawled up with his help, holding onto my waist. My buttocks pressed onto the robe, and the warmth from his firm thighs was distinctly transmitted.
Throwing the towel that was drying my hair onto the table, he pulled me closer and embraced me. His hands, which had slipped under the shirt, slowly caressed my lower back. I instinctively raised my arms, wrapping them around his neck.
Our eyes met up close. The exhale at the end of his breath reached my neck like a sigh.
“It’s going to swell tomorrow.”
“…It’s okay. No one will care anyway…”
Considering the current condition of the team members, even if I went in with bruises on my face, they probably wouldn’t say much.
“Is that so?” muttered Han Team Leader, grabbing my buttocks with the warmth of his palm.
“Then you can cry more.”
“…Huh.”
During the few times he pressed against me, the contact that was simple became sticky. His fingertips casually skimmed through the gap, almost like an afterthought. Sensing the swollen wrinkles, he scratched them with his nail. I shivered, pressing my body closer to him.
“By doing it like this and pressing right away, it sticks very well inside. Do you know that?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Become more sensitive, so you can feel things better.”
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After stroking the folds at the entrance a few times, his hand pressed firmly, penetrating inside.
“Uh!”
“Grab me like earlier.”
He grabbed my wrist, wrapping it around the back of his neck. I closed my eyes tightly, resting my forehead on his shoulder. His long and thick fingers intruded slowly, caressing the inside. As sensitive as my inner walls were, they recoiled and shrank, yet he pushed his fingertips deeply, exploring both sides. It was as he said; every sensation was vividly felt, and adding more stimulation might cause my body to collapse.
The speed of the probing fingers gradually increased. A slippery sound echoed. Without saying a word, he straightened his fingers and thrust them into me. The friction made the entrance sting, and the inside felt hot. Attempting to escape was futile, so I bit my lips and raised my trembling buttocks, allowing him access.
Heated sensations touched the nape of my neck. Soft lips made contact, then parted before forcefully sucking in the wet flesh. A sharp pain shot down my spine like a lightning bolt.
“Perhaps it’s because your skin is fair; the marks show up well.”
He straightened his firm hips over my exposed spine, teasing the thin flesh dangerously close, creating a low vibration in his voice due to the proximity of our bodies.
The fingers that had momentarily stopped resumed their exploration, scratching and touching the swollen areas. He continued teasing the sensitive spots while firmly holding my bouncing body.
“There… don’t… ah, hah…”
It was a pleasure that struck my mind like a thunderclap. As I attempted to lift my body, he laid me on the sofa, spreading my legs wide until one knee touched my chest. He then pushed his fingers into my wet opening. It contracted tightly, following the shape of the foreign object. As he slowly pulled his fingers out, the tight grip seemed to drag my inner walls along.
Persistent kisses rained down on the sensitive skin inside my exposed thigh. Despite the challenging fingers that explored my insides, he tenderly caressed and sucked on my entire body with both hands and lips. He scratched with his nails, nibbled, and even chewed. The pain from different sources became indistinguishable. As if leaving no area untouched, he explored every nook and cranny with his lips. Inside the forearm, behind the ear, the collarbone, buttocks – every part of my body felt scalded. The rising heat made my entire body feel as if it had been roasted. A dark redness passed over my closed eyelids.
At some point, he fell silent. After climaxing twice with just his fingers, he finally reached for the swollen tip of his firm glans, pushing it against the open folds without a word of warning. He thrust it inside at once, gripping my trembling body tightly, and bit into the entrance slowly.
“Ah, uh, uh…”
My open lips were swallowed due to the shortness of breath. The hot tongue, like a long pillar, occupied my mouth as if to conquer my abdomen. It explored deeply, sucking the inner flesh and reaching the throat. I pushed him away weakly, crying. When I tried to resist, he grabbed my feeble hand, placed his fingers between mine, and pressed my hand down, sealing my lips with his once again.
The movements inside me became rough, as if forcibly attacking my body. The elongated pillar forcefully collided with my buttocks, creating a deep and rapid insertion. While biting into the corner of my eye, he cursed several times in a low voice. The breath that touched my cheek was hot and unstable.
Chewing my slightly swollen lips, he asked, his voice unfamiliar and anxious, as if drawn from deep within.
“Do you like it?”
“Uh, huh, yeah.”
“If it’s good, then. Do you like it, Lee Seodan?”
Penetrating through layers of intertwined sensations, the flood of sensations blurred the language. Through the opening of wailing, I nodded continuously.
As if that wasn’t enough, he adjusted his posture and pulled me tightly into his embrace. Grabbing my elevated hips and fixing them, he inserted his erect member vertically. Thrusting deeply inside all at once, he whispered in a groaning voice.
“I want you to say it. If you like it, say it properly.”
“Uh, yeah, I like it. It’s too deep.”
“Who wouldn’t like it so much?”
“Ah, Team Leader, Team Leader… uh, ah…”
Sobs constantly filled my throat. Even though he didn’t touch me, a white substance adhered to the tip of my member, dripping down smoothly. Even with my eyes open, everything was dark.
He leaned against the sofa, holding me tightly as if to crush me. His engorged pillar spit out semen multiple times, rhythmically stretching and filling my insides persistently. My inner walls convulsively expanded and contracted, as if trying to remember the shape. It swallowed him to the root and contracted.
Our sweaty bodies collapsed, overlapping like they were crumbling. Pressing his warm forehead against my shoulder, he remained silent until his breath settled.
“Team Leader…”
My body boiled uncomfortably. I cautiously placed my hand on his shoulder, hoping he would pull out the still-embedded member. At that moment, he lifted me. Pulling out his member, he turned me around. My upper body collapsed onto the rug, while the lower half was pulled up onto the sofa. Startled, I grabbed the rug and barely supported my upper body, as he spread my legs wide, pushing himself in between. His elongated flesh penetrated deeply all at once.
“Uh! Uh, slowly.”
“Slowly? What’s that?”
I endured the rough intrusion, unable to bear it, while tearing apart the rug and crying out loud. Holding my swollen cheek, I sobbed while he thrust into my sensitive folds. It was hot, stinging, painful, and tormenting. As he pressed forcefully into the reddened folds, the elongated pillar slipped through.
“How can you be so…how can you make me feel this way?”
He breathed hot air into my ear as he spoke in a husky tone. He embraced me, ravishing my chest as if tearing it apart. Every touch of his hands melted and fused with my body. The endless warmth clashed, mixed, and flowed together. It was a long and relentless act of sex, almost beyond memory.
***
I opened my eyes, and it was dawn. Fumbling to find my phone, I realized I wasn’t in my bed. I turned my head, and he wasn’t there. I was left alone on the spacious bed.
The cozy bedroom was tinged with the gray light of early morning. If it weren’t for the faint sounds coming through the open door, I might have curled back up and fallen asleep again. Trying to get up slowly, my whole body was sore and aching. It felt like there wasn’t a part that didn’t throb with pain.
“Ah.”
I looked down inadvertently, thinking I saw it wrong. Red marks were scattered on my thighs, resembling bruises but also seeming like settled pigmentation. I touched the marks hesitantly. Elbow, inner arm, and forearm all had dark red marks. Pressing my chin against my chest and looking down, I eventually opened the bathroom door.
When I saw myself in the mirror, I was speechless. Random marks covered my abdomen, chest, back, the innermost part of my thighs, and the round part of my buttocks, leaving no area untouched. Clear bruises with vivid marks were also visible.
I wanted to flip the blanket over and lie down again. With legs that felt like they wouldn’t hold me up, I slowly walked back to the bedroom. Next to the bed, there was a white shirt that he seemed to have left there. It emitted a pleasant scent, probably from being neatly ironed, different from yesterday’s shirt. I carefully went down the stairs, folding up the sleeves that flowed down.
In the living room, tinged with the blue hue of early dawn, he wasn’t in sight. A single round light was on above the dining table. If not for the sounds of cooking coming from the kitchen, I might have crouched down to sleep again. Holding the wall for support, I moved toward the kitchen. The kitchen was brightly lit, and a savory smell filled the air.
Stopping at the threshold, holding the flipped eggs in hand, a man turned around, and our eyes met.
“You could have slept more. Why did you get up?”
“…Team Leader…”
My voice cracked and faltered. After speaking, I blinked in surprise, and Han Team Leader stared at me intently. Perhaps he had already finished showering; his hair was wet, and the few unbuttoned buttons on his shirt were neatly arranged.
“Sit down.”
He pushed a stool towards me and said, “I made you breakfast.” I looked at the sizzling yellow yolk, then absentmindedly asked, “Team Leader…”
“I can help with…”
“No, it’s okay. You can take the utensils later.”
He opened the electric rice cooker and scooped rice into a round bowl. I looked around for utensils but couldn’t figure out which drawer they were in. He reached out to turn off the stove before the soup boiled over, then carried the bowl and opened a nearby drawer close to me.
“…Thank you.”
“If you could serve the rice, that would be appreciated.”
Two round bowls were placed side by side. The smaller one seemed to be mine. Carrying two spoons, two pairs of chopsticks, and two bowls, we went to the dining table. He neatly arranged them in the same seats we had last time and stood there silently, staring at me for a while.
Returning to the kitchen, he handed me two small plates with one egg each. I transported them to the table again. Standing at the threshold, he casually asked while serving soup to the bowl.
“Go and sit down. Why are you lingering around?”
“…”
“If you have something to say, say it.”
“Team Leader… Did you sleep well?”
Setting down the ladle, he turned to me. There was a faint smile in his folded eyes.
“I slept well. Thanks to you. Did Seodan sleep well?”
“Yes.”
“Come over here for a moment.”
Leaving a few steps, I awkwardly stopped in front of him. He pulled my waist towards him with one arm. Swiftly, a light kiss landed on my closed lips, then he moved to my forehead, cheek, and earlobe, leaving gentle kisses. Finally, his lips lingered above my closed eyelids.
Gently patting my buttocks, he pushed me away.
“Go and sit down. I’ll be there soon.”
Without saying anything, I turned around. It felt like my lifespan had been shortened by a few years.
As I sat at the dining table, he brought the soup bowl and a cup of water. He placed a red and well-seasoned kimchi in the center. He sat across from me, lifting a spoon until I looked at him, still lost in thought.
“Have some.” He said briefly. After hesitating, I picked up my spoon and tried some soup. The broth was warm.
“Does it taste good?”
“Yes.”
As he poured water into my cup, he added, “I have a special dish I’m good at. It takes some time to prepare… I’ll make it for you after the project is finished. Seodan, you don’t usually cook at home, do you?”
“I can cook instant noodles.”
“Even kindergarteners can cook instant noodles these days.”
He took out kimchi and placed it on top of my rice. I hesitated while eating the kimchi he served. The corners of my mouth stung.
“Should I apply some ointment?”
I touched the torn part with my fingertips, and he casually answered, “No, it’s okay.”
“You should get used to it from now on.”
It was an offhand remark, but it felt like my heart dropped somewhere. I took sips from the soup bowl. It felt like my heart was being disinfected at the corners. Just sitting across from him made my mouth sweet like candy, but every time I remembered how he treated me, my throat tightened with bitterness. My body felt feverish as if I had a low-grade fever. In my mind, everything except for the project, the job change, my younger sibling, and my mother had neatly disappeared, leaving only sentences centered around Han Team Leader.
“You used to talk in your sleep a lot.”
He suddenly spoke while I was eating. I paused, my spoon digging into the surface of the soup.
“Is this the first time you’re hearing this?”
“How could I…?”
“You’d toss and turn, refuse the blanket when I offered it, push me away. Then you’d shiver like a cold bug.”
He held up a spoon, roughly sketching a small circle in the air.
“You kept rolling into a shrimp, so I had to straighten you out.”
“…I’m sorry.”
My ears turned warm. The subtle upward curve at the corner of Team Leader’s mouth was evident as he ate kimchi. I stirred the soup with my chopsticks and said, “If I disturb you while you’re sleeping, I can sleep separately.”
“With no bed, where would you sleep?”
“…On the sofa.”
“After sex, are you planning to go down there alone?”
I fell silent at his words, focusing my gaze on the small rice grains stuck to the edge of the rice bowl. Even though my expression probably wasn’t visible, Team Leader chuckled.
“So, why bring it up?”
“…I didn’t know you had that habit. I didn’t know when I slept alone… I didn’t have anyone to tell me.”
There was no one to tell, so it was only natural. If I had known, I could have talked to him beforehand. While I was stirring the soup with my chopsticks, he said, “Don’t slurp,” in a short voice. I immediately lifted the spoon and finished my rice.
He refilled my cup. As I filled my mouth with rice, I opened it.
“Listen while you eat. There’s something unresolved from last week, and the decision time has become a bit urgent. If there’s any company where Seodan can still avoid seeing my face, is there any company that’s okay?”
“Uh…”
I opened my mouth, but he didn’t give me a chance to speak. It seemed like he didn’t want an answer.
“Because Seodan’s intention is so clear, I looked into it. Currently, there are about three options. One is a small company set up by an acquaintance last year, focusing on web development and the cloud. The number of employees is around twenty. They’ve had quite good results so far, and you can see that they’ve put a lot of effort into corporate culture, from the office interior to everything. The problem is that there’s a lot of work, low salary, and uncertainty about the company’s future. But that’s inevitable for this kind of startup. It’s a small project, so you can grasp the whole thing and work on it. You might get along well with the CEO and employees, calling each other by name.”
“…”
“Since you asked for recommendations before, I talked about you when I contacted them. It was mostly a positive response. You’ll probably have to pass an interview, but if you go, they won’t have many objections to taking Seodan.”
“And the second option is…” he continued, but I couldn’t focus. Whatever the scale or field he was talking about, my mind suddenly wandered to the scenery of the company in Incheon.
Except for Raewon, there were hardly any companies I had been to. The dim road in front of the dark company and the cool elevator with a faint smell of sweat came to mind. The company in my imagination was cold, unfamiliar, and, above all, far away. He wasn’t there, whether on the same team or a different floor.
I realized that he had stopped talking without noticing. He asked, tapping the end of the chopsticks sharply on the table, “You’re not listening, are you, right now?”
“No, I was listening…”
“What did I just say?”
“…Job change…”
I hadn’t thought about the second company at all, whether in scale or field. Embarrassed, I lowered my gaze. Team Leader, who had put down his chopsticks, sighed.
“I’m sorry.”
Only then did I come to my senses, bowing my head to apologize.
“Thank you for looking into it. You’re busy, but thank you for taking the time…”
“Is there nothing that Seodan likes among the things I said?”
As usual, he cut off all the unnecessary parts and asked me straightforwardly. The question extended towards me like a straight line.
“Try to tell me specifically what kind of work you want to do, then.”
“…”
Unable to lie, I bit the inside of my lips. There was only one answer that came to mind, but he had already decisively cut off that conversation. Keeping my silence, he asked again, frustrated.
“Or maybe you’ve thought about what kind of corporate culture is good, or what kind of boss you’d like to work under. Haven’t you ever thought about it?”
“…”
I diligently rolled the words on my tongue back into my throat. I looked up for a moment and couldn’t avoid the eyes that met mine. Han Team Leader stared as if piercing through my face and laughed as if to say it was ridiculous.
“The answer is written on your forehead.”
“…A boss like Team Leader…”
Seodan has fallen hard and he hasn’t realized it yet.
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