SMW 71

A soft sensation pressed firmly against my lips, as if urging me for permission. Unable to withstand the weight, my lips parted slightly, and he entered hastily, as if he had been waiting for the moment. A soft, wet tongue swept through my mouth, somewhat rough and hurried. No, it was actually quite rough. It felt like the movements of an inexperienced predator that had just begun its hunt, not knowing what to do with its prey and simply biting and sucking with raw force.

Struggling just to take him in, I was pushed back by his movements until I couldn’t even breathe properly. With no way to express it, I began to squirm within Choi Seol’s embrace, which had trapped me before I knew it.

He seemed to mistake my movements for an attempt to escape. Soon, my waist was grabbed and pulled tight. When I flinched again at the sheer strength, it seemed to act as a trigger; his tongue, which had been raiding my mouth, became even more aggressive. Saliva that I couldn’t swallow in time trickled down the line of my lips and dampened my chin. Eventually, I gripped his collar tightly and pushed Choi Seol away. Whether he understood the signal or not, Choi Seol pulled back immediately.

As our lips parted, a sticky heat stretched and snapped between them. My heart was pounding so loudly it felt like it would burst, and while I was still struggling to regain my senses, my lower lip was sucked again. He had pressed back against me. I desperately tilted my head back and parted my lips.

“Wait, mmp! Wait, hold on.”

“…….”

The act stopped again. Fortunately, this inexperienced beast understood words well. However, he seemed to lack patience. His eyes, burning with an uncontrollable desire, were incredibly dangerous.

I spoke before I could be devoured again.

“Just… slowly.”

It was absurd even to me that I wasn’t telling him unauthorized copyto stop, visit our sitebut honestly, it felt unauthorized copylike a waste to end it here. It would be nice if we could feel each other just a little more slowly.

But Choi Seol didn’t respond. He only narrowed his brow. He looked quite displeased.

What was the problem? Anxious, I lightly bit my wet lower lip, and Choi Seol’s eyebrows twitched as he muttered lowly.

“How do you do that?”

“What?”

“I don’t know what ‘doing it slowly’ means.”

I stared at him blankly, wondering what on earth he was talking about, when a thought suddenly occurred to me.

“Don’t tell me… is this your first time?”

In that moment, I saw Choi Seol’s eyes waver. Then, his lips, which had been parting, snapped shut. Am I crazy if I can read embarrassment on a guy who was acting like a beast until a moment ago? I felt my own face heating up in sympathy.

“Uh, I mean. Since you don’t have your memories. At seventeen, it’s entirely possible that—”

“It’s not that I don’t remember; there was simply no reason for such a memory to exist in the first place.”

The voice that barely managed to come out was firm. I became even more confused.

“How do you know that? You said you haven’t gotten all your memories back yet.”

Even though you had a girlfriend.

I swallowed the words that almost impulsively burst out and looked at Choi Seol. I didn’t want to dig up the past and ruin the mood.

To be honest, I hated the idea of Choi Seol thinking of someone else in this situation. I was surprised at myself for feeling this way. Was I suddenly jealous now? Just as my mood was about to hit rock bottom:

“I don’t have a stomach strong enough to do this with someone I don’t like.”

“…….”

Choi Seol looked me straight in the eye and spoke seriously.

“There’s only been one person I’ve ever liked, so there’s no way I would have done this.”

Ah, I shouldn’t do this.

“Pfft.”

A laugh escaped me involuntarily. Choi Seol frowned.

“Why are you laughing?”

“No, it’s just, what you just said sounds exactly like something a seventeen-year-old would say, so… I mean, thinking back, your kissing earlier really was clumsy. You just pushed through without any technique. You didn’t even give me room to breathe; it was like a total beginner driver. Hey, looking at it this way, you really are a first-timer… Hey!”

I felt my waist being lifted suddenly, and Choi Seol sat me right down on his lap.

“If you know so much about it, you can just teach me.”

“……What?”

“You must have plenty of experience. Like you said, I won’t attach any meaning to it, so teach me. How to do it slowly and well.”

His wet lips parted before my eyes as if tempting me. A sweet heat rose from his firm body pressing against me, making my head spin. I swallowed hard. I could taste the mixed saliva. It suddenly hit me what we were doing. And it was clear that neither Choi Seol nor I wanted to stop here.

“Instead, keep your eyes closed.”

“Got it.”

Choi Seol faithfully followed the condition I set for my permission. I admired Choi Seol’s face, his eyes obediently closed, for a moment before tilting my head. My tension was at its peak, but I didn’t hesitate to press my lips to his.

I bit his lower lip and wrapped my hand around the nape of his neck. Soft hair entwined around my fingertips as I caressed his firm yet tender [unauthorized copy]skin. His hair must have [Read on Read BL Novels]grown long in the meantime. As I dug my fingers through his hair and gripped lightly, Choi Seol’s head followed the movement.

The angle of our overlapped lips shifted, creating a gap. As I lightly touched the interior that was easily granted, a sultry heat softly enveloped my tongue. Recalling the intensity from before, excitement surged and my body heated up quickly. I wanted to dive deeper right away, but I needed to be more patient.

Suppressing my agitation, I traced the line of his teeth, rubbing and sucking his lips. Only after stealing his lips several times did I invade deep inside. I breathed in soft breaths, overlapping my tongue with Choi Seol’s and savoring the sensation of the ridges. The inside became wetter. I stirred gently as if swimming through it, winding around and sucking the tongue that relied on me.

A deep groan echoing from his throat flowed into me through the tip of my tongue. It tasted sweet. I tilted my head further. As I changed the angle, the depth increased. By the time our breaths mingled without any more awkwardness, the arms around my waist tightened. And just as I had done, Choi Seol gripped my hair and reversed the situation.

The tongue that had been obedient until now invaded my mouth. It wasn’t blindly rough or hurried like before, but it wasn’t purely soft like I had been either.

The movement of his tongue, stirring strongly inside while matching my breath, was sensual. His cunning movements, as if he knew exactly where to touch to make me aroused, made my vision blur. My body jolted at the sudden spike in temperature and the tingling pleasure.

Unable to hold back any longer, I hugged Choi Seol’s neck. Our depth increased. I writhed in Choi Seol’s arms as the stimulation hit me. I wanted to be closer. I wanted to share body heat and touch this strong, solid body. Just as desire grew and greed flowed, making my throat tighten:

A strong push forced our bodies apart for a moment. I was flustered by Choi Seol’s sudden action, but more than that, I felt a sense of loss, like a child whose candy had been snatched away. In a daze, I pulled Choi Seol’s neck back and opened my lips.

“Han Yeo-reum.”

The moment my name was called urgently, a cool breeze cut through the now-darkened air between us.

For a second, I felt as if something had shattered.

What on earth was I—were we—doing?

“I…”

As I parted my lips, Choi Seol pulled me into his embrace. Tucked deep against his chest, I struggled in confusion against the strength of the arms tightening around me.

“Choi Seol.”

“Just for a moment… just let me stay like this for a moment.”

The hot heat and desire, not yet cooled, were conveyed vividly through his strained voice. And the sound of his ragged breathing echoed in my ear. His heart was thumping wildly, like someone who had just finished a hundred-meter sprint at full speed. This wasn’t just my problem. The violent vibration seeping through our tightly pressed chests could not possibly be dismissed as an illusion.

Why?

I thought that feelings that had gone astray ten years ago wouldn’t be any different now. And yet, why were our hearts making the exact same sound?

I thought it was just a meaningless kiss. But the moment I realized it wasn’t, I could no longer do anything about it.

I kissed Choi Seol. My first love, for the first time.

I closed my eyes. We stayed like that, holding each other, stopping time until the boiling heat inside us cooled down.

My lips were swollen.

When was the last time I’d kissed for so long? I thought about it carefully in front of the bathroom mirror, but strangely, none of those countless experiences came to mind. The only thing that surfaced was yesterday’s kiss with Choi Seol.

I tried to forget, but I ended up calming my flushing face dozens of times as I sank into that memory like an antlion’s pit. Damn, this is bad. I need to get out before Choi Seol comes. I felt like if we bumped into each other while I was opening the bathroom door, it would lead to a huge misunderstanding.

Let’s forget it. It was just a one-time, meaningless kiss. It’s not like we’ll do it twice; it’s just one of the countless kisses I’ve had in my life…

…No, that’s not right. Setting everything else aside, it was a kiss with my first love. How can I forget this? No, how do I forget this?

I covered my face and crouched down on the bathroom floor. I couldn’t handle the sudden wave of embarrassment.

Did I even think this far? I’d occasionally dreamed of meeting my first love and exchanging awkward greetings. But even when having erotic thoughts, Choi Seol had never once appeared as the protagonist. Even if my feelings had cooled, I suppose a first love is like a precious sanctuary.

Actually, they hadn’t even cooled. To say I just liked the kiss, there was an emotion hitting my chest too clearly. I had confirmed it with my regained reason while sitting on the wooden porch on a dark night, slowly cooling my body.

Do I still like Choi Seol? Still? That made no sense. For ten years, I’ve liked other people and felt butterflies. I’ve been hurt and cried alone because of someone. Could the claim that I still like him even be valid? In the first place, is it possible to like a first love who has already passed by?

My head became a mess. This wasn’t even at the level of worrying about getting back together with an ex-boyfriend. I had no expectations there since I’d seen it all, but Choi Seol was strictly different. Just yesterday, it was his first time, and it felt good…

Come to think of it, Choi Seol said it was his first time too, right?

“What are you doing?”

“Holy cow!”

At the sound coming from right behind me, I tried to jump up, but a large hand pressed firmly on my head to keep me down.