When Waiting Was No Longer Enough

I continued stroking him, seated over the bulge rising in the direction his length was tucked, stimulating his s*x with my own until I slowly rose from his thigh.

My fluids and his release had left Hyeon Jaeyul’s pants sticky and ruined.

As I lifted myself wearing only my underwear, Hyeon Jaeyul looked up at me with eyes that seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

He was still waiting, like a beast that had been told “stay,” but I could instinctively tell that the moment I gave permission, his docility would disappear.

As I absently touched my own clingy, soaked underwear, Hyeon Jaeyul watched with a dangerous intensity, chewing on his lip.

After brushing around the throbbing heat between my thighs, I reached instead for Hyeon Jaeyul’s s*x, which was even slicker than mine, lifting it over his pants.

“…Mm….”

I let out an ambiguous breath.

What I held in my hand was far larger than it had felt when I pressed down over his clothes to gauge it.

At the same time, I realized something I had completely overlooked.

‘It’s not just the length. The thickness is a problem too.’

It was thick enough that I worried my entrance might tear from even a little insertion.

Facing a s*x as large as the rest of Hyeon Jaeyul’s frame, I steadied myself.

‘It’s fine. I can do this.’

I didn’t think Hyeon Jaeyul would hurt me.

If we took our time with enough foreplay and lubrication, even if it hurt a little, we could both end up feeling good.

Thinking that way, I actually started to feel grateful for this situation.

‘Who else would ever get to have s*x with a man this obedient handsome, built, on top of that ridiculously well-endowed, and a virgin?’

You’d have to be insanely lucky for something like this to happen.

After rubbing his shaft a few times, I let go and spoke.

“Now… it’s your turn to do something for me.”

Before I even finished speaking, Hyeon Jaeyul shoved the clothes he’d discarded beneath me and moved so fast it was hard to follow, pressing me down beneath him.

His heavy body pinned me in place, and his lips came down immediately.

The weight of another person.

A weight filled with affection you can only feel from someone who genuinely cherishes you.

A weight that didn’t fully crush me, restrained with care.

I felt a deep sense of fulfillment for the first time in a long while.

I realized that s*x really was an act built on affection.

Not just reproduction. Not just pleasure.

“Doya….”

Jaeyul called my name tenderly.

Mimicking what I had done earlier, he parted his lips and gently pushed into me.

Maybe he’d been disappointed earlier when I’d pinned his tongue down, because before going any deeper, he focused on tangling his tongue with mine.

Jaeyul was bigger than me in every way.

Height. Hands. Mouth. Tongue.

Our tongues tangled and slipped apart again and again, unable to withstand the difference in size.

Unswallowed fluid spilled from the corner of my mouth.

As Jaeyul wiped it away with his fingers, he suddenly shifted his body, rolling us so that I was sprawled on top of him.

When I stared down at him blankly from his chest, he pulled his lips away and spoke with a serious expression.

“…I don’t like it running.”

…He meant he wanted to swallow my fluids.

His ears were burning red, but his face remained solemn.

Before I could respond, Jaeyul grabbed the back of my head again and pressed his lips to mine.

This time, just as he wanted, the liquid that had spilled from me flowed into his mouth.

‘…This is embarrassing.’

Watching Jaeyul swallow me made my toes curl.

That was when the system suddenly appeared in midair.

[[TIP! After switching to the 19+ romance simulation genre, the player’s bodily fluids now have effects similar to an aphrodisiac.
Do not let him ingest too much!]]

Huh?

Seeing that message, two thoughts hit me at once.

First—

‘Oh, this is bad. Stopping Jaeyul now that he’s this into it might be difficult.’

And second—

‘…Wait. Is the system watching me have s*x right now?’

I’d never said it out loud, but I’d thought of the system as something like a distant friend who only contacted me occasionally.

Imagining it watching me moan in pleasure—

‘That’s horrifying.’

I pressed my hand against my head, pulled Jaeyul’s hand away from my face, and lifted my head.

Jaeyul had been staring at me without blinking the entire time we kissed.

Tucking my fallen hair behind my ear, I said vaguely,

“…Stop looking. It’s embarrassing. If you keep staring, I’ll stop.”

[TIP! You’re not talking to me, right?]

“If you understand, then stop watching.”

[TIP! If playback records are not monitored, the system cannot intervene even if the player’s safety is compromised!]

[This setting is not recommended. Are you sure you want to disable it?]

“Sorry. I didn’t realize you were that embarrassed. Is it okay if I look just a little?”

“…Yeah.”

The system and Jaeyul asked at the same time.

It was a question I could answer the same way to both.

When I nodded, Jaeyul smiled faintly.

The system, on the other hand—

[System intervention during ‘relations’ has been disabled. Reconfiguration is not possible.]

[[TIP! ……. **, ***.]]

It spat out something that looked like censored profanity.

The blunt system and the overly expressive tip system popped up alternately.

It almost felt like the tip system had just sworn at me, but I ignored it.

After all, it was still a system.

Realizing I was no longer being watched made me relax.

I looked at Jaeyul with much softer eyes.

Jaeyul met my gaze, then closed his eyes just like I’d asked and kissed me.

His movements were gentler than when his eyes were open.

Earlier, he’d seemed intent on overwhelming me, making my face heat up.

Now, he was coaxing small, sweet moans from my throat.

“Mm….”

Jaeyul clumsily brushed the inside of my mouth, yet a satisfied sound still slipped out of me.

It felt incredibly good.

Feeling his erection still pressing insistently against my waist, we shared a long, lingering kiss.

I’d completely forgotten that my fluids acted like an aphrodisiac, letting him take more and more of me.

When we finally parted, Jaeyul looked like he was about to burst.

Resting my cheek against his chest as I caught my breath, I heard his heart pounding so loudly it hurt my ears.

“Haa….”

Jaeyul pulled me close with his overheated hands.

He held me pressed against his chest for a long while, then, once he’d calmed down, switched our positions again.

Lying back on the ground, I looked up at him with a mix of unease and anticipation.

The unease came from his sheer size.

‘He won’t rush me…
But can he really control his strength with that body and those hands?’

I imagined bruises blooming on my chest from just one hard squeeze.

But imagination and reality were never the same.

Soon, I found myself facing a reality far better than I’d imagined.

Unlike how I’d tormented his chest with my hands, Jaeyul leaned down and brought his lips to my chest first.

“Hng.”

His hot lips hovered near my nipple, throbbing with his pulse.

He was clearly aroused enough that I could feel the blood rushing through his lips.

I didn’t hide the moan that escaped me, gently stroking the hair around his head.

‘You’re doing great,’ I thought.

As if gaining confidence, Jaeyul reached out with his left hand and carefully rubbed beneath my breast.

He lightly pressed my raised nipple with his thumb while taking the other into his mouth.

At the same time, another sensation spread through me.

“Ah… that feels good….”

The soft pressure. The warm lips closing around me.

Every sensation was so vivid I didn’t want to forget a single one.

Jaeyul kept his erection untouched, focusing solely on my chest with careful attention.

He suckled and rolled my nipple with his tongue, slowly waking my senses.

He understood far more than I expected.

Not just what I’d taught him, but nearly twice as much.

It was astonishing how quickly he grasped where the opposite s*x felt pleasure.

At least… up to my chest.

“Ah!”

When Jaeyul touched my clit, I couldn’t help crying out in pain.

His nails were short and neatly trimmed.

But with his nails slightly raised, he brushed over my clit.

It wasn’t a hard scratch, but the sudden mix of pain and pleasure made me cry out, clutching my legs together.

Startled by the change in my voice, Jaeyul froze.

“W-what? What’s wrong?”

“It hurts….”

I whimpered.

“That’s not a place you can scratch like that.”

As I huddled with my legs closed, Jaeyul fidgeted anxiously, rubbing my back.

“S-sorry. I didn’t know.”

“…I know. I’ll let it slide once.”

I pouted as I spoke, then slowly spread my legs again.

Jaeyul swallowed hard as my s*x was revealed before him.

I took one of his fingers and guided it between my thighs.

His hand tried to resist, but when I narrowed my eyes and glared at him, it immediately relaxed and followed.

Placing his finger over my clit, still covered by its hood, I explained,

“This is the clitoris. It’s covered like this. Earlier, you scratched underneath it with your nail, and that hurt.”

As I explained in detail, he nodded obediently.

“Is it okay if I look closely?”

“Yeah.”

I grabbed beneath my thighs and spread myself open so he could see.