Swallowed - Chapter 30 (M)

Seyoung bit her lip as she stepped out of the shower, a faint smile tugging at her lips despite her best efforts to suppress it. Jaeha, who had finished his shower first, had turned off the lights and lit a candle beside the bed. The soft, flickering yellow light filled the room with a cozy glow.

“Where’d the candle come from?” she asked.

“It was a housewarming gift. It’s electric, so there’s no soot, and it smells nice too.”

The candle sat in a white ceramic holder, intricately carved so that shadows danced across the walls and ceiling. Looking at the mood Jaeha had created, it was clear he hadn’t been joking about not letting her sleep tonight. Seyoung swallowed nervously, trying to act nonchalant.

“It’s pretty,” she said.

She ran her fingers through her thoroughly dried hair, tousling it, and walked toward the bed. She wore a bathrobe Jaeha had set out for her, feeling slightly awkward since it wasn’t something she usually wore. Even though she had tied the belt securely, the robe still slipped open at the front whenever she moved.

As she approached the bed, Jaeha reached out and pulled her toward him, guiding her to sit on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he brought her closer until their bodies were pressed together, with Seyoung’s knees resting on the bed. Despite Seyoung’s full weight resting on his thighs, Jaeha showed no sign of discomfort.

Seyoung relaxed into him, looking down at his exposed chest. His robe had opened up just enough to reveal his firm, muscular torso, as if it were begging to be touched. Curious, she pressed her finger into his chest, only to find it was so firm that it barely gave way under the pressure. It wasn’t hard like steel, but it was solid enough to feel unyielding. As she continued pressing, something stirred below, making her flinch.

When she tried to shift back, Jaeha, sensing her retreat, gripped her hips firmly and pulled her even closer.

“Go ahead. Touch me more. Let’s see if it makes you feel good,” he teased with a grin.

Seyoung, emboldened by his words, let her hand wander lower. Expecting her to touch his chest again, Jaeha flinched slightly when her hand went to his waist instead. She grabbed the belt of his robe and tugged it free. As the robe fell open, Jaeha’s entire body was exposed—his chest, his toned abdomen, and the growing erection between his legs.

Just the sight of Seyoung looking at him made Jaeha’s erection twitch visibly. Seyoung swallowed hard and forced herself to look up, but her gaze kept drifting downward. As she lightly ran her hand across his chest, his erection jerked with such force that it brushed against his lower abdomen. Despite her efforts, Seyoung’s eyes kept returning to it. Noticing the subtle tremble in her gaze, Jaeha let out a chuckle.

“You seem more interested in what’s down there,” he remarked playfully.

Jaeha grabbed her hand and guided it down to his erection. As soon as Seyoung wrapped her fingers around him, it throbbed heavily in her grasp, becoming slick with pre-cum almost immediately. The weight and size of it overwhelmed her, and Jaeha, his eyes fluttering from the intense sensation, struggled to maintain his composure.

“Wow… I almost lost it there,” he muttered, biting his lip, his face flushed with excitement.

Seyoung leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a tentative kiss. Jaeha, surprised by her sudden boldness, didn’t react at first, allowing her tongue to trace the line of his lips. The moment he regained his senses, however, he grabbed the back of her head and forcefully parted her lips, pulling her tongue into his mouth with a hunger that was nearly palpable.

“Mm!” Seyoung gasped, startled by the intensity of his kiss, but she couldn’t pull away. Jaeha’s tongue dominated hers, exploring every inch of her mouth with a fierce, relentless energy. When she surrendered and let her tongue follow his, Jaeha eagerly deepened the kiss, sucking on her tongue as if savoring the taste.

Meanwhile, Seyoung’s hand remained on his erection, unable to let go. The heat from his body had turned her cool hands warm, and it felt as though if she kept holding him, she might melt right into him.

Jaeha’s large hand slipped beneath her robe and cupped her breast. Her soft flesh molded easily to his touch, pliable like a well-made rice cake, as he kneaded and squeezed. The simple motion sent waves of heat through Seyoung’s body, making her stomach tighten with a strange tickling sensation.

“Ugh, wai—ah…”

Just as she tried to pull away to catch her breath, Jaeha pressed his lips back against hers, leaving no space between them. He sucked hard enough to leave her head spinning, and Seyoung found herself unable to muster the strength to resist. As Jaeha continued his assault on her mouth, his other hand roughly pinched her nipple, causing her to gasp.

“Mm…!”

Seyoung’s sharp cry escaped as her hand reflexively tightened around Jaeha’s erection, her nails grazing his shaft just as a bead of pre-cum dripped from the tip. But Jaeha didn’t seem to care; in fact, he only grew more aggressive, his fingers twisting her nipple until it became fully erect.

“Ahh…! Ahh…!”

When Jaeha finally pulled his mouth away, Seyoung exhaled heavily, gasping for air. But just as she tried to catch her breath, Jaeha bit down on her breast, hard enough to make her cry out. He sucked on her flesh with such force that it made a wet, slurping noise, as if he intended to swallow her whole. Seyoung, no longer able to maintain her grip on him, flailed helplessly.

“Ah! S-stop… please… ah…”

As Se-yeong’s body tilted backward, her arms instinctively flailed to find support, landing on Jaeha’s thigh. The motion caused her back to arch, inadvertently pushing her chest into Jaeha’s face. He responded by pulling her tightly against him, his lips latching onto her breast with such intensity that she could feel his teeth leaving faint marks. His mouth stayed locked on her erect nipple, his tongue flicking over it in teasing circles, making her squirm uncontrollably as her hips trembled with every touch.

The robe, already loose, slid down from her shoulders, barely hanging onto her arms.

“Haa, you taste so good. So sweet…” Jaeha murmured against her skin.

“Ugh… ngh…” Se-yeong whimpered, her breath catching as the sensations overwhelmed her.

Jaeha looked up at Se-yeong as he continued to lavish attention on her chest. The sight of her, head thrown back in pleasure, made her look unbearably enticing to him. As his teeth grazed her sensitive skin, her body convulsed in small, trembling spasms. Her erect nipple felt like candy against his tongue—a sweet, tempting cherry he couldn’t get enough of. Despite never having a particular fondness for candy, this red, delicate “treat” seemed like something he could savor endlessly.

When he swirled his tongue around her nipple, now slick with his saliva, Se-yeong’s moans grew even more heated, her breath catching in her throat.

“Hnngh…!” she gasped, the intensity of the sensation pushing her further into a haze of pleasure.

Jaeha’s hand slid lower, parting the soft hairs and gently prying open Se-yeong’s already slick entrance. Her eyes snapped open as his fingers slowly massaged the warm, wet folds. Instinctively, her nails dug into his thigh, but his firm, muscled leg didn’t yield to her pressure. He tensed his leg, preventing her nails from leaving any marks.

“Are you turned on, sunbae? You’re so wet down here…” Jaeha murmured, though it was clear he was the one who was deeply aroused. His eyes were wild, teetering on the edge of losing control. Se-yeong looked up at him, unable to form a response. Instead, she pressed her lips to his in a desperate kiss. Jaeha kissed her back eagerly, a mix of tenderness and electrifying intensity that sent shivers down her spine.

His thumb found her clit, pressing firmly to locate the sensitive spot, while his middle finger slipped inside her. Her body, already burning with desire, welcomed him eagerly, her walls tightening around his finger as it sank in deeply. Se-yeong’s hips lifted involuntarily, trying to take in more of him. The sensation of his finger moving inside her, her slick walls clinging to him, made her mind spin, her thoughts growing fuzzy.

As his finger curled and explored her from within, she bit down gently on his lips, a wet moan escaping her throat.

“Hngh… ah…”

When Jaeha curled his fingers inside her, brushing against that sensitive spot, it felt like sparks flew in Se-yeong’s vision. Her world alternated between flashes of white and deep black as the delicate, sensitive walls of her body were relentlessly teased by his touch. His fingers moved with an almost cruel tenderness, massaging her insides in a way that left her overwhelmed and unsteady. She couldn’t focus—part of her wanted him to stop, but a stronger part of her craved more, making her freeze in indecision, caught between the two desires.

When he added another finger and began moving them rapidly, Se-yeong couldn’t hold back anymore. Her moans turned into loud cries, echoing in the room, and there was no need to suppress them. Jaeha swallowed each sound with delight, kissing her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers in a breath-stealing kiss. After a moment, he pulled away, bringing his soaked fingers to his mouth, licking them with an almost obscene hunger. The taste of her on his tongue seemed to break whatever restraint he had left.

“Haa, today I’m going to go all the way… I’m going to shove my cock inside you and fuck you until you can’t take it anymore,” he growled, his voice thick with lust, barely hanging on to the last shreds of control.

Jaeha growled with a warning edge to his voice, as if telling her there was no turning back now. Se-yeong looked up at him, her eyes wide with excitement, taking in the fiery blend of confidence, arousal, desire, and love in his gaze. Just seeing the intensity of his emotions, she felt like she was already on the verge of climax. Reaching out, she cupped his face, pulling him into a deep, lingering kiss. After they broke apart, she whispered with sincerity.

“Do it… I want you…”

Hearing those words, Jaeha’s expression twisted with a mix of yearning and emotion. He wished those two simple words, “Do it,” could merge into one powerful declaration. As he laid back, he pulled Se-yeong’s hips toward him, positioning her over him. From that angle, her legs trembled as she crawled toward his face on shaky knees, her body responding to the overwhelming tension between them.

Jaeha wrapped his arms tightly around her slender thighs, holding her steady as his mouth found her core. His lips sealed around her entrance, and the instant his tongue made contact, Se-yeong let out a trembling moan.

“Hnnngh…” she gasped, her body unable to resist the sensations flooding her from his expert touch.

Jaeha spread her folds wide with his thumbs, revealing the flushed, swollen lips of her entrance, already red from arousal. His mouth descended, pressing against her slick opening, while the tip of his nose brushed against her sensitive clit. Each time that happened, Se-yeong’s hips bucked involuntarily, her body instinctively trying to escape the overwhelming sensation. But Jaeha held her firmly in place, her frantic movements unable to break free from his grip.

With every deep suck, more of her essence flowed into his mouth, a taste so intoxicating he couldn’t get enough. Her flesh was soft and inviting, as if begging him to continue devouring her. He licked along the sensitive inner lines, savoring every reaction as Se-yeong gasped and panted, her hands gripping the bed above his head for stability.

Her body seemed to surrender as more of her arousal trickled out, her fluids making everything even slicker. The sensation heightened Jaeha’s own excitement, and he plunged his tongue deeper into her entrance, pushing past her walls. Se-yeong’s body jolted in response, her breath catching in her throat, but Jaeha’s firm grip kept her grounded, leaving her no escape from the relentless pleasure.

“Aah… I’m losing… ngh… my mind…” she whimpered, her voice trembling from the intensity of it all.”

Jaeha’s tongue moved with precision, as if swimming inside her, hitting every sensitive spot that made Se-yeong writhe in pleasure. She hadn’t even realized her mouth was open, and saliva slipped from her lips uncontrollably.

“Ah… ngh, ahh… hhaa…”

Se-yeong’s body was overwhelmed with an unbearable heat, a desire so intense she wanted to express it, but all that came out were fragmented, incoherent moans. Her hips bucked instinctively, as if they were engaged in their own rhythm, but Jaeha’s firm hands held her in place, his grip tight around her trembling hips. He bit down gently on the soft flesh near her entrance, and the sudden sharpness of it sent her reeling.

“Haaahk!”

The pain transformed instantly into a wave of pleasure that crashed through her body, causing her arousal to gush from her core like a torrent. Jaeha drank it all in, his tongue dragging along her in long strokes, savoring every drop. Unable to hold herself up any longer, Se-yeong collapsed forward, her body too overwhelmed to continue fighting the intense pleasure flooding her senses.

Se-yeong’s body convulsed as the intense pain quickly morphed into overwhelming pleasure, causing her release to flow out of her like a torrent. Jaeha eagerly lapped up every drop, determined not to miss a single bit, his tongue moving in long, deliberate strokes. As the pleasure overtook her, Se-yeong’s body gave out, and she collapsed forward, unable to maintain her strength.

With her breathing still erratic, Jaeha gently laid her on her side, standing up to remove the robe that had become an inconvenience. He stroked himself a few times before slipping on a condom, his gaze locked on Se-yeong’s flushed and trembling body.

“Spread your legs,” he said, his voice thick with arousal, as he positioned himself.”