Deal Breaker - Chapter 101
Tongues tangled above and flesh rubbed below, and they didn’t have to feel guilty thinking, ‘Ah, this crosses the line, doesn’t it?’ It was free.
At last, they were enjoying s*x without any reins at all. It was only natural that climax came charging in fast, like a blind bull.
“Hhngh…”
“Ah, this is driving me crazy…”
There was one thing that hadn’t changed, before or now. There was no need to ask if the other was about to come.
The raging friction that flared every time Hyeji’s flesh met his burst out of his manhood all at once. His whole body felt like it was on fire.
Her inner flesh clung to him. Not as a figure of speech, literally. It suctioned onto him so hard it felt like it would suck him dry, pulling him deeper and deeper, and the thrusting became harder and harder. The friction lessened, yet just being pressed together sent rough waves of pleasure surging up.
This was what it meant to have bodies born with a 94.52% compatibility rate. To endure this overwhelming pull for six years and turn their backs on fate.
We’re really cruel people, aren’t we.
“Hngh, you really, ugh, you’re too much…”
Clinging together like one body, pounding and trembling all the way down to their inner flesh, was cheating. This wasn’t a toilet for relieving yourself. Climaxing in a place like this was a hard no. And they didn’t even have a change of clothes.
But a 94.52% s****l compatibility wasn’t something human willpower could endure. As the ultimate pleasure swallowed his entire body, making his vision swim and his mind go hazy, the last shred of reason he had was invested in tearing off a wad of paper towels as fast as possible.
Even without him trying to move, his hips were busy rubbing his pillar against Hyeji’s slick inner flesh on their own. He ground the head into the tightly clenched dead end of her walls, and a sizzling, spark like shiver shot up.
“Haa!”
Ding dong.
A light flashed on the sign beneath the mirror, but neither of them noticed.
Thump thump.
In that instant, climax began, the two bodies becoming one and convulsing together. As they clutched each other and plunged into the extreme loss of self, feeling the resonance of each other’s waves as a shudder piercing their entire bodies.
Thump thump thump.
This time the vibration wasn’t inside his body but against Kanghyeon’s back. Then a flight attendant’s voice came from beyond the door.
“The seat belt sign is on. Please return to your seats.”
“Haa…”
Coming back to his senses, Kanghyeon pressed the paper towels against their still connected lower bodies. As he pulled his hips back, her inner flesh clung to him as if telling him not to go. The regret was mutual. He nibbled playfully at the corner of Hyeji’s eye, beads of sweat dotting her skin, and whispered teasingly.
“Noh Hyeji-ssi, I hope joining the mile high club was on your dating bucket list.”
* * *
They returned to their seats and lay back down. But just like always after guiding, the excitement didn’t fade easily, so neither of them fell asleep right away.
“Didn’t your dating bucket list include staying in bed with your boyfriend all day?”
“Oh. Now that you mention it, that was on there.”
“What? As a high schooler?”
“Ah, was that too forward? I’ll take it off.”
“No. You’re an adult now. It’s fine to be a little forward.”
It was a good thing they’d booked honeymoon seats without a divider or armrest between them. They could lie side by side, see each other’s faces, joke around, and fool around with their hands.
“What else is on the bucket list?”
“Um…”
To show him the memo app, she’d have to let go. But Hyeji didn’t want the gentle hand that was slowly stroking her palm along its lines to stop, so she recited what she could remember.
“Walking while holding hands.”
Maybe it came to mind first because, aside from the walking part, it was a wish she was already fulfilling.
“I guess we already did that one too.”
“That was guiding.”
Kanghyeon, who’d said that even if the action was the same, the feelings made it different, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
“Do you remember when I got mad because you held another Esper’s hand?”
“I remember.”
It was a long time ago, but she couldn’t help remembering it vividly.
