Ch.176176. How a Man Takes Responsibility

I looked at him with responsibility. There was no need to ask “What do you mean by responsibility?” The way a man takes responsibility for his woman is already established.

Instead of giving an obvious answer, I pulled Hwa Nabi closer. Her delicate eyelashes, flushed cheeks, plump lips—everything about her looked so lovable.

Wanting to be even closer to her, I gazed at her deeply before quickly stealing a kiss.

“Mmm… *smooch*, mmm, mmm…”

With our bodies pressed together without any gap, my desire for her grew stronger. I completely covered her lips with mine, slipping my tongue inside, intertwining and sucking roughly. Though she might have been startled by the aggressive kiss, Hwa Nabi instead patted the back of my head and accepted me.

Her touch was as careful and gentle as if handling a baby. Her fingertips on my nape seemed to convey a certain thoughtfulness.

Perhaps because I was sharing warmth with the compassionate Hwa Nabi, my heart gradually softened toward her. Taking responsibility was good, but it was also important to be considerate of the other person and not be too rough.

She was my pregnant girlfriend… I shouldn’t be like this. Feeling a bit regretful for being somewhat rough, I opened my eyes.

“……”

My lovely girlfriend, still carefully touching my head, came into view. She was looking at me with half-lidded eyes.

‘Have you calmed down a bit?’

‘Yeah, sorry.’

‘There’s nothing to be sorry about.’

After our brief conversation with just our eyes, we simultaneously pulled our lips apart. We had been so focused on kissing that we’d forgotten to breathe.

“Whew…”

I steadied my rough breathing. Meanwhile, Hwa Nabi smiled prettily and moved her hips back. Wondering what she was trying to do, I watched quietly as she reached down and grabbed my waist.

“Siwoo, let me undo your belt.”

I nodded, giving her permission. Once I did, Hwa Nabi pressed the buckle and undid it in one go. Then, without warning, she slipped her hand into my underwear, grasping and fondling my member.

“We’ve barely done anything, but you’re already hard?”

“That’s just how men are.”

Perhaps it was the touch of her slender fingers, but a strange sensation seemed to travel through my member. Hwa Nabi kneaded my member with a curious expression, using her other hand to slowly pull down my pants.

“Can I use my mouth?”

“I’d like that.”

“Okay, got it.”

Hwa Nabi brushed her hair back, then licked her lips with a pleased expression. I moved back a bit to give her more space.

However, making my consideration pointless, she approached on her knees and pressed herself against my side.

“You want to do it here?”

“Yes, why? Is it uncomfortable?”

“No, do whatever makes you comfortable.”

In this position, I could also touch various parts of her body, so I planned to take full advantage of this opportunity.

Whether she knew my plan or not, Hwa Nabi leaned forward with a happy face.

“Mmm… ah, Siwoo’s cock smells…”

Hwa Nabi said while sniffing my member. I don’t understand what’s so good about my smell, but if she likes it, I can’t really say anything.

Finding it awkward to respond, I looked away. I saw her plump buttocks swaying gently, as if asking to be touched.

“Well then… I’ll enjoy this.”

*Smooch*. Hwa Nabi kissed the tip of my glans and opened her mouth wide. Since it was too big to fit entirely in her mouth, she just held the tip and licked it.

Her tongue touched the part where the glans meets the shaft—a sensitive spot for any man. I unconsciously furrowed my brow. Not because it felt bad, but because of the pleasure.

Hwa Nabi, who was eagerly sucking my member, looked up.

‘Does it feel good?’

Since she only asked with her eyes, I answered by gently stroking her hair. She seemed to like that, taking my member deeper than usual and sucking it.

Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she diligently sucked using her tongue and palate while stroking the base up and down.

“Whew…”

At this rate, I’d finish soon. But my male pride wouldn’t allow that. I reached out my hand. Past her buttocks that were pushed out for easy groping, I pushed my hand further and felt around.

“Ah! Mmm… w-wait. Siwoo?”

“Yeah, what?”

“Why are you touching there…?”

“So you can feel good too.”

“That’s not necessary… mmm, ahhh!”

She kept making unnecessary protests, so I gently rubbed the protruding part I found while feeling over her soft underwear. That stimulation must have been intense, as Hwa Nabi let out a sensual moan mid-sentence.

So this is it. Inwardly rejoicing, I placed my fingertip there. Hwa Nabi quickly closed her thighs, trying to block my hand, but I moved my fingers faster.

I just applied a little pressure and rubbed, but she trembled while firmly gripping the base of my member. I knew she was sensitive, but not to this extent. If I had known, I would have touched her like this earlier—what a shame.

“Nabi.”

“Mmm, ah, mmm…”

Still climaxing, she couldn’t answer and only breathed heavily. I reached out both hands and grabbed her waist.

Then I pulled her close in one motion and sat her on my thighs. Not facing each other, but looking in the same direction, so she naturally leaned her back against me.

“Ah, w-what are you doing…?”

“This.”

To prevent Hwa Nabi from escaping, I wrapped my left arm around her waist and caressed her chin to make her look at me. Then without delay, I brought my face close and pressed my lips against hers.

“Mmm… wait, wait a moment…”

“Why?”

Hwa Nabi turned her body halfway. Not completely facing me, but not facing forward either—an ambiguous angle. But this was enough for kissing and sharing warmth.

“This seems more comfortable…”

Hwa Nabi grabbed my shirt collar with her left hand and slightly stuck out her tongue. Though she didn’t say anything, what she wanted was clear. I reconnected our lips, gently sucking her tongue while reaching my hand down.

When my fingers passed her black underwear and touched her entrance, Hwa Nabi’s body trembled. Her tongue suddenly stiffened—it seemed like a defensive reflex when fingers touched her entrance.

To reassure her that I wouldn’t be rough, I wrapped my tongue around hers and gently soothed her, and her body gradually softened. Relieved, I spread my thumb and middle finger to stimulate both her clitoris and entrance simultaneously.

“Ah… mmm, mmm…”

Just one finger joint barely entered, but I could already feel how wet she was inside. Normally I would have ended the foreplay at this point, but for some reason, I wanted to tease her a bit more today.

I raised my fingertip and gently traced the folds of her wall. Each time I did this, her flesh pulsated. As if trying to suck in my finger, it felt like it was pulling inward strongly.

“So that’s why…”

“Ah… mmm, w-what is it…?”

This is why she tightens so much during penetration. If she grips my much thinner finger this tightly, she must grip even more strongly when something thicker enters.

This kind of thing is awkward to explain. So without saying anything, I just blocked her lips with a kiss and pushed my finger a bit deeper inside.

“Mmm… *smooch*, mmm, *smooch*…”

While Hwa Nabi eagerly tasted my tongue, I gradually satisfied my curiosity. Where should I stimulate to make her feel best? We’ve had sex many times so I have a general idea, but I don’t know specifically.

Her tight grip on my finger made it uncomfortable to move, but I used the moments when she relaxed her walls while sucking my tongue strongly to gently scratch and stimulate her upper and lower walls.

The lower wall didn’t have anything special… but the upper wall was different. Especially deep inside here. Just a slight touch of my finger made her walls contract sharply. This area seems to be where my glans often rubs during penetration.

Does that mean this is her weak spot? I inserted my finger deeply and scratched the area deep on the upper wall where the folds were dense.

“…Ah!”

Suddenly, her walls contracted strongly. Her tongue, which had been intertwined with mine, stiffened, and her grip on my shirt collar tightened.

With a squirting sound, liquid shot out like a water gun, wetting my palm and the sheets. I waited until her trembling subsided, then pulled out a tissue from the bedside to wipe her entrance.

“Ah… wait, that area is sensitive, don’t touch it too roughly…”

“Okay, I understand.”

Seeing her breathe heavily, I felt a bit sorry. Despite saying I would be considerate, I ended up doing things my way.

I shouldn’t be like this. But Hwa Nabi is so cute and lovable that I keep losing control and acting on my own.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what…?”

“Just… I feel like I did things my way.”

“Mmm, it’s okay. I enjoyed it too, so don’t worry about it.”

“…Really?”

I unconsciously asked again, finding it hard to believe. Hwa Nabi looked at me quietly, then hugged me with both arms and patted my head.

“Yeah… well. The fingers were a bit different, but that was fine in its own way. But weren’t you left unsatisfied? I stopped sucking you, and you barely felt anything while making me feel good.”

“……”

I touched her with my fingers without her consent, so she would have been justified in getting angry, but instead, she was concerned that I hadn’t felt enough pleasure.

…Is she really an angel from heaven? Pleased by her consideration, I stared at Hwa Nabi.

“Nabi.”

“Ah, yes.”

“I love you.”

“I-I love you too…”

***

About an hour later. After spending passionate time with him who had somehow lost his rationality, I was looking up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.

“Mmm, whew…”

My heart was pounding, and my lower region was tingling. It was so intense that my chest was still thumping. As I placed my hand on my chest and took a deep breath, his arm slipped under my neck.

“Are you lying down without a pillow?”

I looked to the side in surprise, and he was brushing my bangs with utmost tenderness. Ah, he was offering his arm as a pillow. Though it was a small gesture, it was still touching, so I immediately snuggled into his embrace.

“Mmm, thank you.”

“It’s nothing.”

There’s a strange scent mixing the strong masculine smell and aroma candle fragrance. How should I describe it? If I had to compare, it’s like the scent when kissing him after he’s eaten a tangerine.

Of course, I’ve never had a tangerine kiss, but if I did, I imagine it would smell like this.

“…Siwoo.”

“Yeah, what?”

“I want to eat a tangerine.”

“A tangerine? Why suddenly? …Ah, is it because you’re pregnant?”

After answering his own question, he gently stroked my lower abdomen. I flinched at the touch.

Perhaps it was the touch of his rough fingertips, but I felt a strange sensation.

“Ah, wait, don’t touch there.”

“You don’t like me touching you?”

“That’s not it… Ah! Really, you’re asking while knowing, aren’t you?”

When I told him not to touch, he started stroking my lower abdomen with his entire palm. It tickled, making me laugh.

Looking down at me, he chuckled.

“Ah, I’ve been caught.”

“You’re not a child anymore. I don’t know why you keep playing around…”

They say men are just big children, and my mother’s words are spot on. I knew he had a playful side since his student days, but it hasn’t changed even as an adult.

It’s nice that he’s consistent, but I wonder if I should really appreciate this aspect.

“Don’t worry, you’re the only one I play with.”

“That… you don’t think that’s romantic, do you?”

I asked, unconsciously furrowing my brow. But then, something hard suddenly tapped my lower abdomen.

Naturally looking down to check, I saw his thick, long member touching my stomach.

“You just came, and it’s hard again…?”

“Well, you’re just too cute. Can’t help it…”

“Really, this is why I got pregnant despite having contraceptive procedures.”

From what I’ve heard, most men don’t get hard again after doing it once, but this is better than that, I suppose.

Still… there’s a limit, right? This man gets hard whenever I look away. I don’t know what he eats to make it stand up so frequently.

“That… I have nothing to say, sorry.”

I didn’t mean to embarrass him, but he mumbled dejectedly with a visibly gloomy expression. He looked like a wet puppy, making my heart melt as I watched him.

Ah… really, he was acting rough without fear just moments ago, and now he’s like a gentle lamb. It’s quite cute how he changes so drastically without any middle ground.

Despite his cold appearance, his apologetic expression as he looks at me is so lovable. My heart pounded again at this gap, and unable to contain my emotions, I brought my face close and kissed his cheek.

*Smooch*.

“…What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

“How would I know…”

He awkwardly touched his cheek where my lips had been. Is this man deliberately acting like this? If his goal is to make my heart race and kill me, he’s already halfway there.

Quickly raising my upper body, I hopped onto his thighs. I grabbed the base of his already erect member, making his eyebrows tremble slightly.

“Stay still.”

I fixed his sweat-soaked bangs with my fingers and raised my thighs to gently rub the tip of his member against my entrance. He seemed to enjoy the sensation, as his already large member grew even larger.

My insides are already wet, so this should be enough to insert it. I placed my hand next to his face and slowly bent my raised thighs to insert it.

Slowly, with my lower abdomen relaxed. The glans, the middle, to the base.

“Mmm… whew, ahhh…”

As I completely engulfed it, I felt my inner walls clinging tightly to his member… and pleasure gradually spread inside me.

I closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy the sensation, then opened them. He was looking up at me with a dazed expression.

“…This time, I fucked you, didn’t I?”

“‘Fucked’… that expression is a bit…”

“Anyway… how was it?”

“Just… feels good, that’s all.”

“That’s it?”

“What more should there be…?”

Whether he’s embarrassed or not, it’s cute how he slightly avoids my gaze. I grabbed his right hand, which was awkwardly hanging, and put his index finger in my mouth, gently sucking it.

*Lick*, like when kissing, I wrapped my tongue around his fingertip and sucked it while slowly raising my bent thighs. At the same time, I tightened my lower abdomen, causing a strange hissing sound to escape his lips.

“Wait, you’re squeezing too tight…”

“*Smooch*… mmm, mmm, are you going to cum…?”

“Yeah, if you squeeze like this, soon…”

“Hold on a bit longer. I feel like I’m about to come too…”

The stimulation is new because the parts being touched are different from usual. Each time I raise and lower my thighs, his member enters deeply and scratches everywhere, which feels so good.

I tightened my lower abdomen and moved as if trying to squeeze the semen out of his member. The thick member filling me up wriggled and scratched the most sensitive part of my inner upper wall.

The stimulation was so intense that I unconsciously raised my hips slightly and rubbed gently. To find that sensation again, I eagerly sucked his finger and swayed back and forth as if riding a horse.

“Mmm… whew, mmm… *smooch*…”

“…Nabi.”

He suddenly raised his upper body. The face of the person I love most in the world came into view.

He withdrew his finger and pressed his lips against mine, inserting his tongue. I eagerly sucked his tongue instead of his finger. *Smooch*, *smooch*, until the sensual sounds and wet sounds mixed and became indistinguishable. After sucking diligently with all my might, he wrapped his arm around my waist.

“…I’m going to cum.”

“Mmm… me too, me too. Fill me up inside…”

Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck. As our chests touched, his hot body temperature was fully transmitted. I clung to him like someone desperately craving something.

His member, which had been scratching my insides, trembled. Finally feeling the signal of ejaculation, I entrusted my body weight to him as if clinging. In my blurred vision, I could see his furrowed eyebrows. I whispered to him.

“Whew, mmm… ah, ahhh, I love you…”

“…Yeah, me too.”

He pressed the back of my head firmly. And at the same time, his member throbbed violently. From the base to the glans, it pulsated, and I could feel sticky semen pouring out endlessly. With my eyes closed, I mixed tongues with him and accepted everything completely while clinging to him.

“Ah, whew…”

His ejaculation was so abundant that semen leaked out through the gaps between his member and my entrance. Trembling my waist at the incredibly intense pleasure, I rested my chin on his shoulder.

“You did well.”

He gently stroked the back of my head. His touch was so warm and gentle that my anxious heart was instantly calmed. Still hugging him tightly, I whispered.

“At this rate, I might get pregnant a second time…”

“Would that make them twins?”

I know it doesn’t make sense, but with him ejaculating so much, I had a feeling it might be possible. While we were chatting, his member, having finished ejaculating, slipped out of my entrance.

The stimulation made me twitch my waist again. He looked at me silently, then smiled slightly.

“Nabi, shall we kiss?”

I was too tired to answer and just breathed heavily, so he brought his lips to my neck. *Smooch*, there was a kissing sound, and my neck stung slightly. He had left a kiss mark on my neck.

“What are you doing…?”

“Marking my territory.”

“We’re not animals, what territory marking… Ah.”

I grumbled, and another kiss mark was added. After leaving two marks, he pulled his lips away. His smile-filled face showed how pleased he was to have marked my body.

“Nabi.”

“Yes?”

“I love you, sincerely.”

The sudden confession made my face turn red. Feeling embarrassed, I hesitated a bit, then looked up at him who was waiting quietly and murmured.

“…I-I love you too. Sincerely.”

After exchanging words that others might find foolish, we quietly looked at each other. Then he moved first.

Smiling charmingly, he kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear.

“Shall we have a second child soon?”

“We haven’t even had our first yet…?”

At this rate of mixing bodies, a second and third child might come quickly… anyway.

“Nabi.”

“Yes.”

“I love you.”

“…I already know that.”

“Don’t you love me?”

“No, I just said I love you…?”

“Still, I want to hear it once more.”

As he begged like a child, I sighed deeply and answered.

“Ah… okay, I love you. I really love you. I love you more than anyone in the world.”

“Wait, isn’t that too insincere?”

“How can I say it more sincerely than that?”

“That won’t do, say it again.”

“Yes, yes. I love you. Siwoo, I love you. *Smooch*, is that enough?”

“……”

“…Eek! Wait, wait! Siwoo, that area is still sensitive… ah, hyaah…!”