Chapter 123: Glutton [R-18]

She opened the door before she could even straighten her clothes, her words escaping on the hot breath that still lingered in her mouth.

The room was still warm, and a fine sheen of sweat rippled from her neck down to her chest.

What she saw through the crack in the door was not just a simple tray.

“Good evening. Allow me to set the table for you.”

A serving cart, complete with a food warmer, slid into the room. Surprised by its unexpected size, Seojin instinctively stepped back.

Seizing the opportunity before the door closed, the attendant spoke as politely as possible.

“Excuse me, could you open the door a little wider?”

As the attendant carefully raised a hand, Seojin opened the door wider without even looking up.

But in that same moment, the movement caused her loose robe to shift. And just at that instant, his gaze dropped.

Her large, swollen breasts, framed by pale skin. And in the center, the fabric around her nipple was slowly darkening as it grew damp.

“…!”

The attendant froze. He unconsciously moistened his lips, careful not to even breathe. He said nothing, but his eyes wavered slightly.

Seojin, realizing his gaze a moment too late, flinched—instantly crossing her arms to cover her chest.

Her large breasts pressed against her slender arms, and she could feel the milk that had begun to leak now seeping further into the fabric of her robe.

“Ngh…”

The attendant, pretending he had seen nothing, dropped his gaze and began setting the table by the window, feigning nonchalance as he spoke.

“I’ll have everything ready momentarily. The meat in your course has been prepared to your preferred temperature, so I recommend… enjoying it right away.”

His voice was steady enough, but a faint flush had risen on his profile, and the line of his jaw was subtly, almost imperceptibly, tight.

He was doing his best to maintain a professional demeanor, but Seojin was in a hurry.

Beneath the palms covering her chest, her prominent nipples had captured his attention through her robe, and his advice now felt like a comment on her relationship with the man inside the room.

Her cheeks flushed red again.

Desperate not to let him notice the wetness between her legs, she wiggled her bare toes in nervous tension.

“Enjoy your meal.”

Thankfully, the attendant quickly finished the final preparations, gave a short bow, and retreated. As the door clicked shut, a heavy silence fell over the quiet room.

Seojin stood by the door, trying to catch her breath, her hair falling forward to hide her face. Her cheeks were still burning, and her damp nipples made the inside of her robe feel embarrassingly tight.

Just as she was about to carefully turn back toward him, she heard a rustle from the bed.

“…Just now.”

It was Rio.

“You think he saw everything?”

At his words, Seojin froze.

When she timidly lifted her head, she saw Rio on the bed, the sheet draped loosely around his waist, his upper body bare as he watched her.

“If it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to pretend I didn’t see a woman like you.”

He smiled, very slowly.

The half-lidded eyes, the low voice, and—the smile of a man who thoroughly enjoyed the fact that another man had just stolen a glance at the woman’s body he had created.

His gaze stole her breath. She knew he would come to her, but all she could do was stand there silently, her face flushed, her arms still clutching her chest.

“So.”

Rio moved to the edge of the bed and reached for the hem of her robe.

“Are you going to keep this on?”

At his words, Seojin slowly released her grip on her chest. She didn’t take the robe off completely, but simply let it hang open in front of him.

“If I sit on the chair naked… I’ll leave a stain.”

“Right. In that case.”

Rio’s fingertips traced the curve of her breast.

The round, swollen flesh, the lingering warmth of the milk on his hand, and—

“Maybe it’s because you keep lactating. I think they’ve gotten even bigger than before.”

He murmured it as if to himself, pressing his thumb gently against her nipple. The damp spot on the inside of her robe darkened again as it absorbed the fresh moisture.

The milk that had pooled inside was squeezed out, beading up once more.

“Rio…”

Seojin whispered his name, but the sound was a signal that only spurred him on.

“Mm.”

He chuckled softly. He wondered how her lactating breasts had looked to that man. He couldn’t dare to touch, but he couldn’t look away either—that impure, addictive scent that was Seojin’s alone.

He pulled the robe’s tie, drawing her waist into his arms. His hand moved past her hips and navel, stopping just shy of her breasts.

“Ah, that’s right. He said to eat right away.”

His voice was filled with the pleasure of teasing her, and Seojin’s eyes widened slightly. A flicker of hope crossed her mind, but as his playful mood seemed to cool, she pulled away to straighten her robe.

“Yes.”

Her voice was a little dejected. The brief flicker of anticipation vanished from her lips, replaced by a fleeting pout.

But even that didn’t last long.

Despite his words, when Seojin moved to sit on the opposite side of the table, he simply patted his own lap.

“What are you doing? Your seat is here.”

A light but clear command. Even without him looking at her like a beloved lover, Seojin understood.

That lap—the place still marked with the warmth and traces she had just left behind—was the seat she was meant to occupy once more.

“Do I really have to…”

She muttered it like a complaint, but it wasn’t a refusal. The inside of her robe was still damp, and with every bend of her knees, she could feel the skin of her inner thighs rubbing together.

If she succeeded in seducing him now—she could taste that pleasure again.

With her in his arms, he picked up a fork from the table and began to cut the meat. He lifted a piece and brought it to her lips.

“Here, eat. I’ll feed you this time.”

As the fork entered her mouth, his other hand slid down her back in a soft caress.

A strange meal, mixed with tension and warmth, hunger and a ticklish anticipation. Seojin’s hands rested on his lap, slowly gripping his thighs.

As Seojin accepted the meat Rio offered and chewed quietly, she felt his gaze on her.

It wasn’t a look of simple satisfaction or joy, but the smile of a man who was taking pleasure in the very act of raising her, watching her take food from him while sitting on top of him.

“Won’t you… have a little with me?”

Her stomach was filling with warmth, but the part of her below was growing hungrier. Her legs would close slightly, only to open again.

Seojin’s words were suggestive, a mixture of coy charm and a disarmingly innocent seduction. But Rio just shook his head slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting.

“I’m already quite full.”

He continued slowly.

“I’ve already fed my little one her fill down here, but she’s such a glutton, so I have to keep feeding her.”

At his words, Seojin raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t that she hadn’t considered being rejected, but she felt a sudden shame, as if someone were watching, and her face turned prim again.

As Seojin tried to turn her head away, Rio’s hand tightened on her waist, pulling her back.

“You need to eat more. Don’t run away.”

He added in a low whisper.

“If you run away from here, I’ll just put a rotor in you instead of what you like.”

Where did the sincerity end and the teasing begin? But Seojin already knew. Rio was always a man who truly delivered on his ‘punishments.’

“…Ngh…”

Seojin quietly lifted her head again. Gazing into Rio’s eyes, she tilted her head very, very slowly.

“Then… what if I want to eat with you… inside me?”

Her lips brushed against his earlobe. The moment her breath touched his skin, she felt the tension transfer to the back of her hand resting on his thigh.

A short phrase. There was nothing more lewd, nothing more shameful she could have said, but the craving within those words was something only the two of them understood.

“You have such a pretty way with words, Kang Seojin.”

Rio grinned, lifting her chin slightly. His gaze was deeper than before, so intense it was almost grim.

“Alright. In that case… don’t get indigestion.”

He swept aside the hem of her robe.

Even without him pushing in, the place that was already wet pressed wantonly against him as she straddled his legs.

“Yes…♡”

Her lips curved into a provocative smile as she finished her word. Seojin coquettishly wrapped her arms around his neck, devouring his lips as she slowly pushed her hips back while sitting on his lap.

She deliberately ground against him as she moved. The moist, hot flesh of her cunt slid along his cock.

Sliide—

As the lewd, wet sound slowly spread, Rio leaned his hips back slightly. He gripped her hips without resistance, and Seojin lowered herself further, settling down on top of him.

A breath escaped between their kisses and brushed against his ear as she took him completely inside her.

The sensation of a perfect fit.

Seojin swallowed, straightening her back. Something deep inside her tickled her, then settled in, throbbing and hot.

Rio reached for her face as she let out a soft, delighted laugh at their shared game. He tucked a long strand of her hair behind her ear and continued to stroke her cheek.

“You’re a greedy one, you know.”

At his words, Seojin didn’t turn her head, but simply hugged his neck tighter, pressing her body firmly against his.

Her breasts flattened against his chest, and the milk that seeped out from within touched his skin.

“It feels good… even when you do it until I feel like I’ll burst…”

With a small, trembling moan, she began to slowly roll her hips. The friction of their skin created more heat, and Rio’s cock, buried deep inside her, responded by growing even harder.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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