Chapter 129: Comfort Me [R-18]

By the time she emerged from the shower, a faint mist still lingered in the powder room. Seojin, with her hair only roughly dried, walked out into the living room.

A lukewarm dampness seeped from the towel draped over her arm, the warmth mingling with the afterglow of her emotions.

Rio was lying on the bed in the master bedroom.

Dressed in a loose short-sleeved shirt and short pants, he had one knee propped up, his indifferent eyes scanning something on his phone.

Seojin approached him without a word and carefully climbed onto the bed. She let out a soft sigh as she looked at him, then leaned her head against his side, collapsing against him as if surrendering her entire body.

Only then did Rio’s gaze shift. He glanced at her once before his eyes returned to his phone.

“Finally feeling the strain?”

His tone was playful, but his hand was already moving to her head.

His fingers silently stroked through her damp hair.

Seojin pressed her head more snugly against his stomach, nuzzling him.

“You know, there are people who keep smiling without saying a single word. Even though they have so much to say…”

Rio sighed, his hand never ceasing its gentle stroking.

“All tangled up again?”

“I don’t think so, but… maybe? I think I am… It just. It feels wrong somehow.”

“And that’s why you came crawling over here, wanting to be comforted?”

“…Can’t I?”

Though embarrassed, Seojin’s desire to be spoiled by him won out. She looked up at him prettily, placing her lightly clenched fist on his abdomen.

“Fine. Suck it.”

At his permission, Seojin’s eyes wavered slightly.

Her long lashes fluttered. She knelt obediently beside his knee, lowering her head for a moment before raising it again to stare at him intently.

As her breath brushed against his lower abdomen, his muscles reacted with a subtle twitch.

He looked down at her, his eyes holding something deeper than playfulness.

Seojin used her fingertips to nudge aside the waistband of his shorts and draw him out. She paused for a moment at the sensation in her hand. The flesh was still soft, but its warmth and weight were undeniable.

She carefully parted her lips for him.

“Ngh…”

As the tip of his cock touched her lips, Seojin lowered her head, eager to indulge in a privilege she could only enjoy now, and took all of him into her mouth.

He wasn’t yet erect, so as she took the soft, yielding flesh between her lips, she could feel both a firm core and a pliant sheath at the same time.

“…Hah.”

Rio’s stomach hitched. But he remained perfectly still, not lifting a finger, surrendering his body to her movements.

Seojin opened her mouth wider, pushing him deeper inside. The soft, pre-aroused flesh shifted and bent subtly within her mouth.

She slowly rolled the pliant texture with the tip of her tongue.

She pressed him against the roof of her mouth, pushing down gently, then twisted her tongue to the side to trace the corners before letting him slide underneath, enveloping him completely.

A yielding yet profound weight.

Feeling the texture spring back with a certain elasticity when she pressed down, Seojin once again drew him in slowly, all the way to the root. When her lips reached the boundary where his hair began, a wet sucking sound echoed from within her mouth.

“Hoo…”

As she pursed her lips and slowly pulled away, a thin strand of saliva stretched between them. She lowered her head once more.

She could feel him growing harder in her mouth, the object her tongue was wrapped around slowly firming. The weight in her mouth changed, the surface area touching her tongue expanding. A feeling of him swelling from within.

Seojin closed her eyes slightly, focusing completely on the growing sensation in her mouth as she moved slowly. She rolled and pressed him, then took him deep again, all the way to the root.

She felt herself disappear, swallowed by the sensation filling her mouth. Rio’s hand twitched faintly on the back of her head.

Hardness came quickly. The cock that had filled her mouth now began to push its way out, as if it were being expelled. Even if she tried to hold him in, she could feel him slipping between her lips.

“Ump… hngh…”

Seojin opened her mouth wider, trying to take him deep again, but he had swelled so much that it was no longer easy to swallow him down.

What she had just moments ago drawn smoothly to the root had now grown to a size that caught on her lips with a mere touch.

She shifted her position. Placing her palms on his thighs, she leaned in and began to lick the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue.

Slowly, focusing on the top.

She pursed her lips and used the tip of her tongue to gently trace the most sensitive ridge of his freshly swollen glans. The short breath he let out sounded particularly sharp in the silence.

Seojin glanced up at him for a moment. A half-wet sheen glistened around her mouth, overlaid with a faint blush of satisfaction and shame.

But he simply continued to lie back, quietly stroking her hair with the leisure of a man silently enjoying the sensation.

Seojin lowered her head again.

Since it was no longer possible to take him to the root, she focused her attention on his glans. She enveloped it with her lips, swept the underside with her tongue, and rolled it, tapping against the top.

A soft, gurgling sound, slick with saliva, was muffled beneath the covers as she fell deeper and deeper into the act.

Her body sank lower, her hands wrapping around his thighs as she curled her lips around his glans, squeezing gently.

“Hah, feels good… first thing in the morning.”

Rio’s fingers gripped the back of her head a little tighter. A wordless response. But Seojin knew better than anyone that it was a signal not to stop.

He was too big to fit fully in her mouth anymore. But she now knew how to use just her lips and tongue on his glans to tighten the pleasure.

His distinct shape, pressed between her lips, pushed firmly against the roof of her mouth. She could feel the thick veins, brought to life by her tongue, pulsing against her, the sensation transmitting directly into her mouth.

Ah…

The head that had been pressed against her indifferently had now grown to a size that pushed the limits of her open mouth, and the firm texture she felt with her tongue had distinctly changed.

Seojin felt the change clearly. The throbbing sensation with every movement of her mouth. She knew it was proof that his excitement was coming alive.

Rio’s hand pressed down on the back of her head, but she didn’t take him any deeper.

Instead, she slowly pulled her lips away.

As her lips parted, a thin thread of saliva stretched between them. The glistening trail slid slowly down her chin, toward the valley of her breasts. But she didn’t act ashamed or hide.

She simply met his eyes and quietly lowered her body, spreading her legs into an M-shape.

Wet lips, a flushed face. She brought her hands to her naked body, gripping her thighs and parting them slightly as she waited for him.

“Ngh… Comfort… me… please…♡”

The voice that slipped out was like a breath, and quite explicit.

Her eyes pleaded more strongly than her voice. It was like a cute tantrum, but the traces of their foreplay around her eyes made her determination all the more clear.

The saliva that had trickled from between her lips hadn’t dried yet, and her lips were still slightly parted, trembling.

She spread her legs wider for Rio, who was looking down at her. By showing him the glistening wetness of her slit as she sucked him off, she was telling him with her body that she was ready, just as he was.

Rio looked down at her silently as she knelt with her legs spread. A smile formed on his lips without a word.

As the smile slowly deepened, he finally pushed himself up.

He moved toward her, her chest rising and falling with tense anticipation. He leaned down, cupped the back of her head, and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

“Good girl.”

He murmured the words, leaving a light kiss on her forehead. And with that, he laid her body down.

Her back met the sheets, and she accepted Rio, her legs still spread in the same position she had been kneeling in just moments before.

Her mouth was still damp, and between her parted legs was a glistening slit. Slowly, Rio’s cock pressed against it.

“Ah…!”

Her hips twitched and jumped.

Accepting the full thickness of what she had just rolled in her mouth, coaxing and hardening, was not as easy as it sounded.

“Ugh… ngh…! Haaaahng…!”

Unlike the soft flesh that had filled her mouth, the sensation pushing into her now was too hard, too long.

The moment his head popped past her entrance, her inner walls felt like they were being torn as they stretched.

As the invaded space slowly opened and Rio’s cock drove deep to the root, her thighs trembled unconsciously in the air.

Rio pressed his lips to her ear and spoke in a low voice.

“How is it? Your living dildo?”

He pressed his hips down firmly once.

“Haaaaaaah…!”

Seojin threw her head back and closed her eyes. A moan burst from her parted lips. Her chest heaved slowly as she breathed, and her fingertips scrambled on the sheets.

“It’s, it’s goooood…!”

Rio wrapped his hands around her hips and began to move, his pace leisurely. Even as he tried to move slowly, the pressure coiling around him from inside made his brow furrow slightly, and his gaze darkened.

Because of that, his thrusts grew rougher as he probed inside her, and he asked:

“So—tell me. What was this man like?”

His tone held no trace of jealousy. Just simple curiosity. But it was the kind of voice that could burrow deep inside a person and hollow them out.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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