Chapter 132: Sweat-Soaked After a Workout [R-18]

“Hey, Rio… why did you really come?”

Seojin pressed herself lightly against his side, nestling into him as they walked.

To see me? Because you wanted to see me sooner?

Her cheek brushed against his arm, her gaze fixed on the path ahead. Without turning his head, Rio answered calmly.

“I told you already. I thought a woman who works out might be nice.”

“……”

“The healthy type with firm thighs and the smell of sweat. A tough sort of charm is a good thing.”

Seojin froze for a moment.

So that was really it. She puffed out her cheeks, holding back a pointless retort. She lowered her head slightly and eased the pressure of her arm against his.

But a moment later, she let the air out in a listless sigh and said.

“You must be disappointed, then. Waking up so early just to end up with me.”

As if sensing that subtle shift, Rio spoke slowly.

“Are you jealous?”

“No. It’s nothing new.”

Seojin muttered, not turning her head. She tried to sound as if the emotion coloring her words wasn’t jealousy, but it was jealousy through and through.

Rio watched her for a moment before tilting his head down to look at her.

Feeling his gaze, Seojin shot him a sidelong glare before quickly dropping her eyes again, pretending she hadn’t seen a thing.

A smirk touched Rio’s lips.

“You should be happy, though.”

“About what?”

“That I came to meet you.”

“I can get home on my own.”

Seojin retorted with a small pout.

The corners of her lips turned down, her tone unconsciously steeped in annoyance.

“If you’re just using this as an excuse to check out other women—”

Seojin slowed her pace and said in a low voice.

“Then I’d rather you didn’t meet me at all.”

At that, Rio let out a small laugh and wrapped an arm lightly around her waist, urging her to keep pace with him.

“Haha—”

With his lips still curved in a smile, he bent down and brought his mouth close to her ear.

“I was hoping you’d be secretly making eyes at some other guy behind my back, but all you do is sigh. Now that I’m here, I see why.”

He said, casually cupping her ass.

“There’s no one here. Not a single bastard worth my jealousy.”

“……!”

As Seojin looked up at him, dumbfounded, Rio just smiled and continued even more nonchalantly.

“You see me every day. You think these scrawny bastards can even catch your eye?”

Along with those prideful words, his hand squeezed her ass again.

It was an obvious joke, but perhaps it was his own form of jealousy.

“It’s not easy, is it? Finding a lover for Kang Seojin.”

Seojin sucked in a breath at his words.

Really, this man’s kinks…

“Haa—honestly…”

Seojin raked her fingernails across his side, but no matter how angry she pretended to be, she kept their tips dull, afraid of actually leaving a scratch.

Rio leisurely accepted her petty revenge with a smile, confident in the knowledge that, in the end, she was still right beside him.

Not far from the river, the officetel’s elevator doors opened with a ding. They stepped inside with familiar ease, and as soon as the doors closed, Rio pulled her into his arms.

And then he kneaded, his fingers moving over her ass as if savoring a familiar texture.

“Don’t touch me so much…”

Seojin grumbled in a low voice. Of course, he should restrain himself outside too, but this small, enclosed space felt far more embarrassing than the open air, where the smell and feel of sweat might have dried a little.

“I sweated a lot today.”

“That’s why I like it.”

Rio rested his chin on top of her head, thoroughly enjoying the sensation.

“A healthy, beautiful woman who smells of sweat—I went to all the trouble of getting one, after all.”

Seojin took a shallow breath.

“I’ll… go wash up soon…”

Before she could finish, Rio’s hand swept smoothly over her ass again.

“No need.”

Still held in his grasp, Seojin tried to push against his chest and look up, but there was no way she could see his face with it resting on her head.

The elevator arrived at their floor.

As the doors opened with a ding, the two were still locked in a tight embrace, their breaths mingling between their lips.

Rio dipped his head, capturing Seojin’s lips for a brief moment before taking her arm and leading her out so the elevator wouldn’t pass their floor.

“Hoo…”

A short breath.

The couple, fresh from their kiss, stepped naturally through the open doorway. The moment the door closed, Rio turned.

“How about outdoor sex next time?”

Before Seojin could even properly take off her shoes, an arm wrapped around her waist, spinning her around to face him.

“…Nngh!”

Her back hit the door, and his hand slid up her body. Still drenched in sweat, Seojin’s skin pressed damply against Rio’s palm.

“This country is just a tiny strip of land swarming with people. It’ll be thrilling, won’t it?”

His kisses trailed slowly down her neckline to her collarbone.

Seojin’s arms wrapped around his shoulders as if to push him away, a wave of shame washing over her.

“Outside… I don’t want to…”

Rio’s knee pushed between her legs. The drying sweat there melted again with renewed heat.

His hands, skilled with women, were already under her clothes, grazing the skin that rose and fell along her damp bra line.

His tongue traced a long path along a trail of sweat.

“…Ugh…!”

With no time to even take off her outerwear, Seojin hooked one leg over Rio’s thigh, pressing herself completely against him.

Flushed to the point that the tip of her nose tingled, Seojin was completely enveloped in Rio’s arms.

Rio’s leg naturally supported her from under her thigh, lifting her up. As her raised body leaned against the door, Rio slowly pushed up the hem of her clothes.

The sweat-soaked sports bra, and the slickness of not-yet-dry sweat in her cleavage.

Rio lowered his head and buried his face in the center of it all. Seojin’s stomach trembled subtly with his every breath, and with the damp, pooled heat.

“You smell good.”

He pressed his lips lightly against her and darted his tongue into her cleavage, savoring the salty taste of her skin.

Each time Rio’s tongue pushed into her damp, heated cleavage, Seojin’s flesh quivered tautly inside her bra cups.

Though she wasn’t fully exposed, the pressure of his tongue beneath the fabric pressed the flesh of her breasts together before they sprang apart.

“Th-that’s just sweat…”

As if enjoying the sensation through the fabric, Rio used the tip of his tongue to lick the salty sweat from deep within her cleavage.

Her flesh vibrated softly with every press of his lips, and as his tongue moved from the center to the edge of the bra cup, his saliva slowly soaked into the fabric.

“Ha… Ah…!”

As his tongue circled over the bra cup, the nipple hidden beneath reacted to the stimulation, pushing against the fabric.

A hard peak, felt through the damp cloth.

“Rio… stop… take it off…”

Seojin couldn’t take it anymore, her voice thin and breathy.

“Just… ah…! Please, take it off…!”

The corner of Rio’s mouth lifted slightly.

“Cute.”

He stopped his caress and flicked the hard peak through the fabric with his finger.

“Is it because of this?”

“Hngh…!”

Seojin flinched.

Rio’s hand rested on it for a moment before—flick—he did it again.

“Ngh…!”

Seojin dropped her head, sucking in a breath as she drew her arms in and squeezed her thighs tightly together.

But because of the finger flicking her nipple through her bra, the sensation was already spreading downward.

“Why are you so sensitive?”

Rio’s voice was low and playful. He expertly rubbed her nipple through the fabric, making it stand even harder.

Just as Rio flicked her nipple through the cloth one more time.

Seojin gasped. And then she shook her head, fast.

She grabbed the damp hem of her bra and pushed it up over her full breasts.

On her taut skin, her nipples were already hard peaks, the imprint from the fabric still vivid. Seojin turned her head, too embarrassed to look at Rio as she spoke.

“Here… do it on my bare skin…”

Cupping Seojin’s breasts with both hands, Rio smiled at her.

“So lewd, baby.”

The weight filled his hands. Soft flesh that spread and then pressed back against his fingers, a resilience that threatened to overflow.

Cupping them, Rio parted his lips.

“…Haahng…!”

The moment his mouth touched her, Seojin’s body flinched.

Rio slowly circled the flesh around her nipple with the tip of his tongue. Skin made salty by sweat. The body heat steeped within it.

His lips closed relentlessly around the peak.

“Ah… Haahng…”

Taking one in his mouth, Rio pressed down with his tongue. The pleasure of her breast being squeezed in his mouth and then slowly released.

Seojin trembled, her arms wrapping around the back of his neck.

“You’re only… doing that side… haa…”

“Then—”

Rio pulled his mouth away and lifted his head. A wet tongue licked his lips, and his hot breath washed lightly over her breast.

Then he tilted his head back slightly, looking up into Seojin’s eyes.

“You suck this one.”

Her eyes widened at his words. She panted, her breath still damp with sweat, and shook her head, biting her lip as if to refuse.

But his fingers pried her lips open, and what pushed into her mouth was not his tongue, but her own breast, hot with sweat and arousal.

“Ngh…!”

Seojin gasped as the nipple was thrust inside, touching the tip of her tongue.

The mouthful of flesh pressed in with its own weight, and her tongue, unable to avoid the peak, instinctively curled around it.

“Suck it. Just like I do.”

Rio supported her breast for a moment before guiding her own hand to hold it. Following his movements, her breast was pressed into her mouth and then retreated from between her lips.

Her nipple trembled faintly. The sweat and heat on her tongue, the salty taste of her own skin—Seojin felt her entire body grow warmer.

At first, she was simply doing as she was told, but before she knew it, she was pursing her lips, sucking more firmly.

Rio’s eyebrow rose slightly.

It was a privilege unique to the truly well-endowed, a sight not often seen.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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