gashiyeon chapter 11 part 1
I KNOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BE STUDYING HAHAHAHA. Kicking off chapter 11 whoohoo~
We'll be so screwed if we made too much noise, so I had to resist the ecstacy and the urge to moan. It's torturous! I bit my lips and covered my mouth with my hands as I watched Yunho thrust in and out of my body enthusiastically. Sometimes he would whisper to me, things like "skin white as snow", "such red lips", "beautiful black hair", that I was Jung Yunho's "favourite little doll", that I'll always be his "Class 8 beauty" like what he used to call me in high school.
My tears trickled down my temples into my hair. I was in agony as I had to resist making noise while my body withstood the waves of passion. I couldn't stop trembling as I reached my climax. After that, he reached out and helped me wipe the semen off my stomach.
The pleasure ebbed slowly in my abdomen, and it hurts a little...
"Turn around and let me take a look"
With no strength left to even move, all I could do was turn my head which was resting on his arm to look at him. He pulled my body close and buried my in his chest. It feels good. People who embrace after sex are people who've found happiness, or so they say. I could feel my heart beating close to his, and all of a sudden I started crying...
"What you said just now... why couldn't you be a bit more sensitive? She..."
He probably hates to see my cry like this. But I can't help it - my heart hurts like crazy. He knows why I'm crying, right? Why am I always crying? Can't I just tell him properly? Are my tears a sign of my guilt? But we're truly in love.
"Does it hurt...?"
"...Like I've been raped."
"I see... Do you hate this feeling?"
"I like it..."
He helped me comb my hair, and the atmosphere grew much more peaceful. But because of my emotional outburst just now, my head was still spinning a little. He hates it when I question the things he's doing, so I guess I was wrong? Like how he punished my last time; I just wanted to tell him how I felt, but my tears had nothing to do with him. Nothing to do with him at all...
Eventually the tears stopped and I calmed down, resting listlessly on his arm. He suddenly bent down and pried my butt cheeks apart, inspecting me like a doctor. Is he worried I would catch some disease?
When we were in our second year in university, Yunho finally got his mother's consent and we started living together. Actually I was the one who insisted that we should share an apartment, so after much hardship, we finally rented a place of our own. At first, we were engulfed in the initial joys of independence, making love like there was no day and night. But eventually our my inner rectum wall was damaged and it would burn like it was on fire every time we had sex. In the end we had no choice but to send me to the hospital, but at least I didn't catch any STDs. It was so embarassing at that time and Yunho kept blaming himself, avoiding me even in the hospital. One month after I recovered, we resumed everything as per normal.
"Is it pretty...?"
"Yes... even the color"
"What color is it?"
He toyed with my hole with his fingers. Even with age, it's still as tight as ever. His face came really close to it.
"It's a little paler than the color of your tongue around the opening..."
He stuck out his tongue and licked it teasingly, and then he started tickling me around my waist.
"But... mouths don't have skin folds..."
We looked at each others' lips and, naturally, began to kiss. The good thing about kissing Yunho is that I'll feel as if my lips are being sucked into his so even if we're just kissing, I can feel desire building up inside me.
"You... every part of you tastes delicious"
Ugn...
The way he looks at me is intoxicating. Such a dangerous gaze! I need to be wary of Yunho when he looks at me like this. I'm powerless against him when he says I'm beautiful.
"Yunho is an idiot! Taking advantage of me when I let my guard down..."
"I can't help it... I just want to. It's your fault for looking so delectable"
Yunho suddenly started whining and saying such childish things to me, even though his face was as mature as it had always been. I wished every cell of mine could open up and swallow that handsome face now. It's my turn to give him that dangerous look.
"So..."
His breath, skin, scent, saliva. If I ate all of that, will he become part of my flesh and blood?
Just the thought of that made me happy. If he became a part of me, it would make me happier than him entering me. That thought alone almost drove me to another climax.
I want to make love to him passionately, even if it hurts...
"I still want..."
I really hate that shadow following me, the shadow that lingers even while we're making love. She... is really in love with him, isn't she? And then, I'll see another shadow that looks like me. That's me right? I love Yunho too right?
"You..."
Yunho's love for me just keeps growing.
We'll be so screwed if we made too much noise, so I had to resist the ecstacy and the urge to moan. It's torturous! I bit my lips and covered my mouth with my hands as I watched Yunho thrust in and out of my body enthusiastically. Sometimes he would whisper to me, things like "skin white as snow", "such red lips", "beautiful black hair", that I was Jung Yunho's "favourite little doll", that I'll always be his "Class 8 beauty" like what he used to call me in high school.
My tears trickled down my temples into my hair. I was in agony as I had to resist making noise while my body withstood the waves of passion. I couldn't stop trembling as I reached my climax. After that, he reached out and helped me wipe the semen off my stomach.
The pleasure ebbed slowly in my abdomen, and it hurts a little...
"Turn around and let me take a look"
With no strength left to even move, all I could do was turn my head which was resting on his arm to look at him. He pulled my body close and buried my in his chest. It feels good. People who embrace after sex are people who've found happiness, or so they say. I could feel my heart beating close to his, and all of a sudden I started crying...
"What you said just now... why couldn't you be a bit more sensitive? She..."
He probably hates to see my cry like this. But I can't help it - my heart hurts like crazy. He knows why I'm crying, right? Why am I always crying? Can't I just tell him properly? Are my tears a sign of my guilt? But we're truly in love.
"Does it hurt...?"
"...Like I've been raped."
"I see... Do you hate this feeling?"
"I like it..."
He helped me comb my hair, and the atmosphere grew much more peaceful. But because of my emotional outburst just now, my head was still spinning a little. He hates it when I question the things he's doing, so I guess I was wrong? Like how he punished my last time; I just wanted to tell him how I felt, but my tears had nothing to do with him. Nothing to do with him at all...
Eventually the tears stopped and I calmed down, resting listlessly on his arm. He suddenly bent down and pried my butt cheeks apart, inspecting me like a doctor. Is he worried I would catch some disease?
When we were in our second year in university, Yunho finally got his mother's consent and we started living together. Actually I was the one who insisted that we should share an apartment, so after much hardship, we finally rented a place of our own. At first, we were engulfed in the initial joys of independence, making love like there was no day and night. But eventually our my inner rectum wall was damaged and it would burn like it was on fire every time we had sex. In the end we had no choice but to send me to the hospital, but at least I didn't catch any STDs. It was so embarassing at that time and Yunho kept blaming himself, avoiding me even in the hospital. One month after I recovered, we resumed everything as per normal.
"Is it pretty...?"
"Yes... even the color"
"What color is it?"
He toyed with my hole with his fingers. Even with age, it's still as tight as ever. His face came really close to it.
"It's a little paler than the color of your tongue around the opening..."
He stuck out his tongue and licked it teasingly, and then he started tickling me around my waist.
"But... mouths don't have skin folds..."
We looked at each others' lips and, naturally, began to kiss. The good thing about kissing Yunho is that I'll feel as if my lips are being sucked into his so even if we're just kissing, I can feel desire building up inside me.
"You... every part of you tastes delicious"
Ugn...
The way he looks at me is intoxicating. Such a dangerous gaze! I need to be wary of Yunho when he looks at me like this. I'm powerless against him when he says I'm beautiful.
"Yunho is an idiot! Taking advantage of me when I let my guard down..."
"I can't help it... I just want to. It's your fault for looking so delectable"
Yunho suddenly started whining and saying such childish things to me, even though his face was as mature as it had always been. I wished every cell of mine could open up and swallow that handsome face now. It's my turn to give him that dangerous look.
"So..."
His breath, skin, scent, saliva. If I ate all of that, will he become part of my flesh and blood?
Just the thought of that made me happy. If he became a part of me, it would make me happier than him entering me. That thought alone almost drove me to another climax.
I want to make love to him passionately, even if it hurts...
"I still want..."
I really hate that shadow following me, the shadow that lingers even while we're making love. She... is really in love with him, isn't she? And then, I'll see another shadow that looks like me. That's me right? I love Yunho too right?
"You..."
Yunho's love for me just keeps growing.