Perfect Possession - Episode 58
Seo-yeon tried to push Jaehoon’s head away, but she couldn’t muster any strength in her hands. It felt as if all the bones in her body had melted, and pleasure had filled every space.
“Haa… I don’t want to.”
“What is it that you always don’t want? It seems like the opposite here.”
Jaehoon gently caressed the burning heat, smiling sexily. He tilted one corner of his lips upward, crinkling his eyes, not hiding the pleasure on his face.
Seo-yeon grabbed Jaehoon’s face and kissed him.
“That’s why I can’t wait.”
She whispered softly against his lips. A short moan that escaped Jaehoon’s lips disappeared into Seo-yeon’s mouth. Even that excited her. She parted her lips and tilted her head back.
Seo-yeon couldn’t come to her senses with Jaehoon’s hands groping at her hot spot. It felt like her body was splitting apart, centered on those fingers. Seo-yeon heaved her chest and wriggled her lower abdomen.
A throbbing pleasure climbed up her body, stealing Seo-yeon’s breath. As a burst of hot heat gathered as if something was about to explode, Seo-yeon grabbed Jaehoon’s hand.
“Stop… You wouldn’t want to end it like this on the day you confessed your love, would you?”
Jaehoon stared intently at Seo-yeon. Her eyes had changed, filled with pleasure. Her brown eyes took on a deep dark brown hue and sank deeply. Her lips were red, even without lipstick.
In particular, her plump and sensual lower lip was so red that it stimulated a man’s desire to bite it. He had once been unable to resist the urge and had bitten it.
But seeing Seo-yeon not blaming him, even with blood beading, without showing any sign of pain, he snapped to his senses. Since then, he hadn’t bitten her lips, except when he was out of his mind at the peak of pleasure and unaware.
However, seeing Seo-yeon soaked in pleasure made it hard to resist the urge. He turned his face away from her lips, heading for her neck, as the rising impulse resurfaced. He moved his lips along her slender and clean neckline.
“I want to devour you.”
“If it’s possible to revert to the original state, you can eat me.”
A low, soft laugh melted in his ear. Seo-yeon stretched her neck, enjoying the pleasure given by the tip of Jaehoon’s tongue. She pulled Jaehoon’s waist closer.
Feeling his hard desire, Seo-yeon didn’t hesitate and guided him.
“Haa… Ugh.”
Seo-yeon squeezed her lower abdomen, tightening it with all her might. Immediately, Jaehoon let out a heavy groan and sucked on her neck.
There would definitely be a mark left. But neither Seo-yeon nor Jaehoon realized it. Already, the two were out of their minds with the pleasure that had taken over their reason.
“Damn it, you’re going to kill me someday.”
“…Is that a good thing?”
Seo-yeon whispered, holding her breath, and slowly swallowed Jaehoon.
“Ugh, don’t squeeze so tight. Are you trying to send me off right away?”
“Slowly? Or do you want to do it once and start again?”
Hoo, the sound of quickly swallowing breath was heard at the tip of her nose. Black eyes, mixed with pleasure and desire, glared at Seo-yeon. Seo-yeon couldn’t breathe at that gaze either. The two remained motionless, connected to each other.
But as the desire she felt grew stronger, Seo-yeon couldn’t stand it and moved her body. At that moment, Jaehoon’s hand pulled her waist, bringing them into close contact without an inch of space. Seo-yeon groaned at the presence she felt fully.
“It’s incredibly good when you’re like this, but you’re sexiest when you cry under me.”
“That statement is problematic.”
“Really? I’m just saying what I think…”
“Haa…”
Jaehoon moved quickly, preventing Seo-yeon from moving. She gasped for breath and struggled.
“I was just saying what I think.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his body, covered Seo-yeon, and pushed her up. Jaehoon propped himself up on one arm on the bed and moved relentlessly, making her shake.
“Aah.”
Just as her panting breath reached his nose, Jaehoon groaned heavily and slowed down. Then, he breathed out and pushed in all at once.
“Haa, Jaehoon.”
“I love you. I’m too late, but I’ll tell you until it’s ingrained in your ears.”
Jaehoon didn’t give Seo-yeon a chance to answer and drove her madly.
Seo-yeon felt like she would explode at any moment if she lost her mind even a little. Unable to bear it, she scratched Jaehoon’s wrist and arched her back.
“Haa, stop…”
“Just bear with me a little longer, Seo-yeon.”
Jaehoon hugged Seo-yeon, who was twisting her body as she reached her climax, and ran towards the final moment. The next moment, he let out a thick groan and trembled.
“Ugh.”
“Haa…”
As a result, Jaehoon’s traces leaked out. They had to change the sheets and wash again, but the two didn’t care at all. They waited for the pleasure of the climax to subside, panting roughly, to share their love once more.
Pitter-patter pitter-patter
Light footsteps ran around the whole house from morning. Tae-yul smiled brightly with a sleepy face as soon as he opened his eyes and saw his dad, whom he had been waiting for last night, looking at him.
Then, he fiddled with Jaehoon’s face, chasing away the remaining sleep. Tae-yul, who had been lingering like that, ran out holding a ball as soon as he got up.
But he stopped every now and then, looked back at Jaehoon, and smiled. Jaehoon was dizzy with how lovely he looked smiling without a sound. His heart was ticklish and fluffy, as if it were on a feather.
“Dad-da?”
“I’m coming.”
He still called him “dad” one more time, but now he was confused as to whether “dad” or “dad-da” was correct. It was silly, but it felt like “dad-da” would be registered in the dictionary.
That’s how used Jaehoon was to Tae-yul’s call.
Tae-yul, who seemed like he would go outside soon, stopped again and this time ran to Jaehoon and stared at him. He widened his eyes and twitched his lips as if he had suddenly remembered something.
He seemed to be thinking of words in his head in his own way when he had something to say. Jaehoon held back his laughter, faced Tae-yul, and bent his knees.
“Do you have something to say to Dad?”
“No wassup? Jam not. Tanyul nose not. Dad-da atta matta?”
Jaehoon made a troubled expression and smiled awkwardly. At this point, it was impossible to interpret Tae-yul’s words without Seo-yeon’s help. It was a word that could only be understood if you knew the situation.
The only words Jaehoon understood were “nose” and “dad-da.” Among them, it was ambiguous whether “nose” meant the real nose or meant sleeping.
“Seo-yeon?”
Jaehoon stroked Tae-yul’s head and called Seo-yeon. But even if Jaehoon called her, who was not there preparing Tae-yul’s breakfast, he was not sure if he could convey the words he had just said as they were.
“Mom told me to do this in times like this. Tae-yul, Dad is sorry. I love you.”
Jaehoon recalled Seo-yeon’s advice to apologize unconditionally and hug him tightly when he didn’t know what to say, and lifted Tae-yul up and spun him around.
“Let’s play ball with Dad and eat. Okay?”
“Ball? Okay.”
“You little rascal, so you’ve forgiven me?”
“Ball.”
“This guy has a subtle grudge.”
Jaehoon smiled and said as Tae-yul didn’t answer the words “forgive me” and lifted the ball up. He took Tae-yul, who had woken up early in the morning, out to the garden.
Tae-yul resembled Jaehoon, who enjoyed jogging in the morning, and ran around the well-groomed garden before playing ball. Surprisingly, he didn’t go to places with many trees and only ran around the place where he used to play.
But he only did this in the morning, and during the day he preferred to sit and play rather than play using his body. He resembled Jaehoon in this aspect as well. Seo-yeon didn’t like it, but it couldn’t be helped.
Honestly, Jaehoon was amazed and felt good every time he discovered a similarity with himself.
“Tae-yul, slowly.”
When it rained, he ran on the running lane installed in the detached building instead of the one made outside. One day, Tae-yul, who woke up early in the morning due to the sound of rain, whined, and Seo-yeon took him to the detached building.
He must have thought Jaehoon, whom he saw at that time, was cool, and he started running, imitating him. He didn’t just run in place, but ran in a large circle as if he were running on a lane.
“Dad-da. Bump bump.”
He gestured with his hand as if to say let’s run together. Jaehoon laughed loudly and only pretended to run, matching Tae-yul’s speed. Tae-yul, who had been running for a while, inhaled and exhaled, then picked up the ball.
“Tae-yul, are you okay? You’re sweating?”
Jaehoon wiped away the sweaty bangs, pushing them back.
“Yeah. Ball ball. Dad-da go there.”
Tae-yul pushed Jaehoon and told him to go over there.
“Are you done yet?”
Seo-yeon came out to the garden, as if she had finished preparing breakfast.
“He’s been running until now. He says he’s going to play ball even though he’s sweating.”
Jaehoon hugged Seo-yeon as she approached and kissed her forehead.
“Are you okay? Your body.”
Seo-yeon stared at Jaehoon, who asked with a mischievous face. She nudged Jaehoon’s side and said briefly.
“Do you want to do that from morning?”
“I’m asking because it’s morning.”
“Should I say I’m okay? Or should I say it’s hard?”
“These days, our Seo-yeon seems to have changed a bit.”
Jaehoon narrowed his eyes and looked at Seo-yeon, who was facing him calmly.
“How?”
“That’s…”
“Mom, Dad-da-da!”
Tae-yul was angry at his mom and dad, who didn’t care about him when he was trying to play ball, and called Jaehoon intensely.
“Ugh, one more ‘da’ has been added.”
Seo-yeon burst into laughter, which she had been holding back, and soothed Tae-yul.
“Tae-yul, I’m sorry. Dad asked something unnecessary, so Mom was answering. But we have to eat breakfast, so we’re only hitting the ball five times.”
Seo-yeon spread her palm and pointed to five.
“Yes.”
Jaehoon, who was so proud of Tae-yul for answering obediently, got excited and started playing ball with his son. Tae-yul, who ate breakfast after hitting the ball five times and then five more times, ate half a bowl more than usual.