Husband Role - Episode 17

Moonlight streamed through the bedroom’s panoramic window, caressing Eun-seol’s fair features.

 

Jung-hyuk silently absorbed the sight of her radiant beauty.

 

Her chestnut bob, always appearing as smooth as silk, her mysterious eyes resembling yellow topaz, her small, pert nose, and lips slightly swollen from their recent kiss.

 

“…Teacher.”

 

Unable to bear the silence, Eun-seol called out to Jung-hyuk, her slightly drooping eyes crinkling sweetly.

 

“…Yeah.”

 

Jung-hyuk responded in a low voice.

 

Was this really okay?

 

Was he allowed to hold her?

 

“You said, Teacher…”

 

Her tone, shifting responsibility, held the desires of a passive woman.

 

“That when we got married… we would…”

 

She trailed off, embarrassed to say it herself.

 

“So, together.”

 

“We’d have sex,” he finished.

 

Eun-seol, blinking her rabbit eyes, replied with a small, “Yes.”

 

A sweet fragrance emanated from her.

 

From her lustrous hair. From her shy lips. From her clear nape.

 

Everywhere, she bloomed.

 

Truly seductive, but he felt he shouldn’t indulge.

 

Like forbidden fruit.

 

Jung-hyuk had been secretly suppressing the surging desire that had risen within him on the way here. He thought it was insane to see his student as a woman.

 

That was why. He had reminded Eun-seol, who was proposing marriage, of the marital duty to be intimate.

 

Marriage, for someone so small?

 

He had hoped she would get scared and run away.

 

But.

 

“I want to.”

 

Lee Eun-seol was using it like a weapon. So audaciously.

 

“Of course, I don’t know how. Well, it’s not that I don’t know, I know the theory, but I might be a little lacking, but still…”

 

Even her clumsy, rambling words stirred Jung-hyuk’s heart helplessly. Awareness was tormenting. The feeling of losing control brought a sense of dismay.

 

It was when Jung-hyuk let out a low sigh.

 

“…Do it for me,” Eun-seol’s voice, reaching out to him, froze Jung-hyuk’s thoughts.

 

“I’ll learn as we go.”

 

Jung-hyuk’s chest heaved with the barrage of seduction.

 

Soon, a large hand swiftly pulled down Eun-seol’s gown with a swish.

 

A rather daringly designed slip and her defenseless shoulders were revealed.

 

Jung-hyuk’s hands, having stopped thinking, were unrestrained. He undressed Eun-seol until she was completely naked.

 

She was truly a woman. Her breasts were nicely rounded, her waistline smooth, and her hips below were quite wide.

 

He had thought she was just skinny, but he was completely wrong.

 

“D-Don’t just stare.”

 

“It’s our first night. I have to remember it.”

 

For a moment, the desires reflected in each other’s eyes swirled chaotically. A blue flame ignited, and without either taking the lead, the couple’s lips met.

 

“…!”

 

It was a kiss like a bombardment from the start. Jung-hyuk relentlessly massaged her delicate inner lips and swallowed them greedily.

 

When her small tongue wriggled to escape, he quickly ensnared it and sucked it in forcefully.

 

It was sweet. Like fruit soaked in sugar, juice flowed as he sucked.

 

Ha.

 

Jung-hyuk devoured Eun-seol’s lips like a man who hadn’t eaten in four days.

 

Ha, uhn. Her moans leaked through her teeth.

 

“J-Just a moment…”

 

Eun-seol cried out, seemingly overwhelmed. It was no use. Jung-hyuk only wanted to feel Eun-seol more, much more.

 

Eun-seol’s arms, embracing Jung-hyuk’s back, were trembling pitifully. To think she was seducing a man while struggling with just a kiss.

 

“Open your mouth. Keep going.”

 

Jung-hyuk instructed, then continued the kiss. She didn’t know. That her struggling, squirming actions were only provoking him further.

 

Eventually, his patience ran dry.

 

“Ah…!”

 

A painful moan escaped Eun-seol. But Jung-hyuk didn’t stop.

 

The power, desire, and obsession of a man with his eyes rolled back. He grew hotter, as if engraving all of it into her.

 

“Hng…!”

 

Eun-seol finally burst into tears. The real thing hadn’t even started yet. Jung-hyuk gently wiped Eun-seol’s eyes and asked.

 

“Are you scared?”

 

Eun-seol slowly nodded, but still pulled Jung-hyuk closer.

 

“But still…”

 

Their flushed bare skin intertwined like vines.

 

“Don’t stop.”

 

The small tremor caused a great wave within Jung-hyuk. His insides were burning black with swirling longing.

 

He responded with stimulation instead of words.

 

“…!”

 

Jung-hyuk began to increase the intensity little by little. Not intentionally, but because he couldn’t bear it.

 

The more he tormented her, the more she lost her mind. With the continuous stimulation, Eun-seol suddenly burst into tears.

 

“Hng!”

 

The sight was maddeningly obscene. Jung-hyuk didn’t miss the sight of Eun-seol sobbing and drooping, and took it all in.

 

This was really a big problem.

 

Jung-hyuk wanted to have Eun-seol right away. If he pounced on her as he pleased, Eun-seol might break. No, maybe that would be okay.

 

At that moment, he faced a monster he didn’t even know existed within him.

 

…No.

 

Jung-hyuk barely held onto his sanity.

 

And became a brush, sweeping across the pure white canvas.

 

Eun-seol trembled with tension, but still allowed him. After all, she was the one who wanted Yoon Jung-hyuk in the first place.

 

Ha. This girl was really driving him crazy.

 

Eun-seol was flushed with fever. The more they intertwined in that heat, the more she began to let out pitiful moans.

 

“Ah, ah…!”

 

Even her moaning voice was beautiful. He constantly explored Eun-seol’s body.

 

His blood-rushed lower body felt like it was about to explode, but he gritted his teeth and continued the foreplay.

 

The desire that had reached its limit writhed fiercely within him. Suppressing it with all his might caused a twisting pain in his internal organs.

 

…I have to endure.

 

Jung-hyuk gritted his teeth again.

 

He had to warm his wife up enough so that she could accept him. This was like torture in another sense.

 

It was then.

 

“Hng.”

 

Eun-seol sobbed and grabbed Jung-hyuk’s arm. She shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

 

“Y-You should stop…”

 

No way.

 

Jung-hyuk blocked Eun-seol’s words with his lips and focused on heating her up. Her moans grew louder along with it. The way she was unfamiliar with herself for saying them, even though she was the one who said them, kept Jung-hyuk boiling.

 

“T-Teacher…!”

 

Eun-seol let out a raw scream and convulsed slightly.

 

Jung-hyuk, unable to control his overflowing lust, showered her with kisses.

 

He felt her stiff body slowly relaxing.

 

“Haa, haa…”

 

Eun-seol, breathing heavily, lifted her languid gaze.

 

From her perspective, it felt like everything was over. She had felt an orgasm close to a shock, and her stamina had also dropped sharply.

 

But.

 

“From now on…”

 

Jung-hyuk, positioned between Eun-seol’s legs, began to speak.

 

“I’m going to do things to you that I can’t do to a student,”

 

“Teacher…”

 

That damn,

 

“Stop calling me Teacher.”

 

And he pulled down his pants and drawers in one swift motion.

 

“…!”

 

Eun-seol’s face, naturally looking down, turned white.

 

“T-That, that won’t work. I can’t do it.”

 

He didn’t care about her strong denial.

 

“Don’t worry.”

 

Rather, he lowered the angle of his upper body and opened Eun-seol’s thighs.

 

“Your body is ready.”

 

“It’s impossible!”

 

It was when Eun-seol shouted in a horrified voice. A slippery sensation and sound continued for a while, and then he rushed in greatly.

 

She screamed, “Ack!” At the same time, the two felt an indescribable thrill as if their entire bodies were electrocuted.

 

After a few seconds of silence, Eun-seol asked with tearful eyes.

 

“…Is it done?”

 

Her voice was a little happy and a little touched.

 

“Far from it.”

 

“….?”

 

“A long way to go,” he clicked his tongue.

 

“Then how…”

 

“Relax.”

 

“…”

 

She didn’t know how to do that, but Eun-seol tried. But the more she struggled and tried, the more pain Jung-hyuk felt.

 

In the end, Jung-hyuk had to try instead of her. It was like his destiny to have a young Eun-seol as his wife. As they permeated each other, Jung-hyuk’s face was noticeably distorted.

 

“Ah…!”

 

“Eup.”

 

He felt like he was being completely wrapped up. It was good. It was so good that he was losing his mind.

 

“If it hurts, bite my shoulder.”

 

Jung-hyuk said, holding the headboard of the bed with both hands. It was a warning-like voice.

 

Eun-seol nodded with fearful and bewildered eyes, but did not avoid his excited gaze. That was both ridiculous and pretty.

 

The bed screamed every time he slammed down hard.

 

Creak, creak.

 

“Ah! Tea… Aah!”

 

She, trapped in his large arms, was the same.

 

Eun-seol was shaken and crushed as Jung-hyuk led. The poor wife was taking in all of the sex that resembled anger because it was impossible to control.

 

Rough hip movements and heavy breaths, vulgar wet sounds, and heat filling the room.

 

“Haa…”

 

“Eup.”

 

He wanted to hold her a little more gently, a little more carefully. But it was impossible.

 

“What… haa, are you, really.”

 

He almost cursed because it felt so good. This was really the first time.

 

He sat Eun-seol, who was looking at him with bruised eyes, on his rock-like thighs. His hand fit around her tiny waist. He admired her smooth skin for a moment, but soon his jaw tightened.

 

“Haa…!”

 

“….Eup.”

 

Jung-hyuk was now burning with madness. The little woman in his arms was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

 

It was a soft and moist pleasure that he never wanted to let go of.

 

“Aah!”

 

The second act began immediately with their flesh mixed together as if glued together.

 

And by the time the third one started, Eun-seol had finally lost consciousness.