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    “Then what about me?”

    Rio’s fingers slowly traced the circle of her areola as he spoke.

    Seojin didn’t pull away.

    Her breast was crushed heavily in his hand, and the moment he squeezed—drip, a single bead of milk fell.

    “Hm?”

    Rio chuckled softly and squeezed her again.

    This time, longer, deeper. As he pressed down hard, a stream of milk sprayed from the crushed tip of her nipple.

    “Ah… Mmm, when we’re done…”

    Seojin blushed and turned her head away, but Rio’s voice remained a constant whisper by her ear.

    As the white stream spread over the rippling water, he only pressed his hand more firmly against her, murmuring deviously.

    “And here you are, working so hard…”

    Then, cupping her breast in one hand, he lifted it back above the water, bent his head, and latched onto her nipple from behind.

    “Ah… Haaah… Rio…!”

    He took the tip into his mouth and pulled, then swallowed the milky white liquid that filled his mouth. Beneath his jaw, Seojin’s hands clung to him as if for dear life.

    “Rio! I-I’m sinking!”

    But if she still had the breath to speak, it was more than enough. Once more, this time on the other side.

    The breast Rio’s mouth had touched swelled even more, and once the milk started flowing, it didn’t stop, seeping into the water in white wisps every time Seojin moved.

    “I can’t even fatten you up, and after all this time apart, you won’t even grant me a single day.”

    So, I see what kind of princess this spoiled brat is. A cruel Cinderella who will soon leave me.

    At Rio’s words, Seojin closed her eyes.

    “……But…”

    “If you say that, how can I possibly let you go?”

    As he spoke, his palm slid down her thigh, moving inward.

    The water sloshed. Between their pressed flesh, her hot, wet core shifted against the thigh she straddled.

    “Call them and say you can’t make it, darling…”

    He called her by the pet name he hadn’t used in so long as he pressed down on that spot.

    His water-slicked fingers found and rubbed her clitoris, and Seojin wrapped her arms around his, letting out a thin cry.

    “Hah…! No, you can’t…!”

    Rio leaned forward, using his weight to press Seojin deeper onto his thigh.

    He ground his body against hers, slowly rubbing himself between her sex and his broad leg.

    A wet, squelching sound—clear even in the water.

    Seojin tried to cover her mouth, but she couldn’t hide the orgasm that followed.

    “Ugh… I-I can’t hold it…!”

    Her tremors spread across the surface of the water. Seojin’s body twitched, her back arching as her wet hair slapped against Rio’s chest.

    Droplets of milk were already clouding the bathwater around them.

    “That’s the second time. You’re going to do it, aren’t you?”

    Rio’s laugh was laced with a mocking sort of satisfaction. But even then, Seojin shook her head.

    “They’re trusting me with this… I can’t just cancel on the day of.”

    Of course she loved Rio enough to come running to him without a second thought in the middle of the night, bone-tired as she was. Of course she wanted to be with him. But the trust of those who had helped her was also important.

    “Besides, I need it… the salary. It’s a paid job…”

    At her excuse-like answer, Rio pouted and fell silent for a moment.

    “…Seriously, Kang Seojin.”

    He sighed, tilting his head back.

    “You know all those things I gave you. You haven’t touched a single one.”

    Seojin flinched, then lowered her head, looking hesitant.

    “How could I use your things…?”

    “They’re yours. They’re all yours.”

    As if I’d send you a bill for them. Rio’s voice no longer sounded like a joke.

    “And now, it’s not just those things. Everything I have is yours.”

    Rio’s large hand covered Seojin’s.

    “So tell me.”

    He slowly threaded his fingers through hers.

    “When will you come to me?”

    Over their tightly clasped hands, he pressed a kiss to the back of hers. The heat from his lips was as intense as the warm bathwater, and in it, she felt an unyielding stubbornness.

    “If you want to work as a hobby, I won’t stop you. Okay? But I can’t have it taking up most of your time like today. I really can’t.”

    Before Seojin could say anything, she lifted her eyes to meet his. Instead of jealousy, Rio’s eyes were filled with an undisguised love.

    “……!”

    The fervent love she had longed for.

    Her cheeks, not yet fully dry, flushed red once more.

    Seojin’s eyes widened, then her eyelids quickly fluttered shut.

    She felt something tight and emotional, long bound up inside her chest, finally coming undone. She hastily covered her mouth with her free hand, unable to breathe, her gaze darting about aimlessly.

    Then, as if she couldn’t bear it, she bit her lip, covered her face with her hands, and slid down from his lap, curling up to hide in the water.

    She submerged herself up to her chest, then forced her head down until the water lapped at her lips.

    She had to check if this was a dream. His words… they were… they were like…

    …like a proposal…

    Rio watched her hide.

    The woman in his arms, fleeing into the water, seemed cuter, more precious, and more lovable than ever before.

    “Hey, Kang Seojin.”

    But he couldn’t very well let her drown in bathwater filled with her own milk and fluids, so Rio tapped his index finger against her captive hand, calling her out.

    As if she had no choice, Seojin lifted her head at his voice, her eyes cautiously peeking above the water. Rio chuckled.

    “You have to give me an answer before you leave tomorrow.”

    I need to have something to look forward to. Two kisses, peck, peck, landed on her wet hair.

    Beneath long, damp eyelashes, her trembling eyes looked up at Rio.

    He reached out of the tub, roughly dried her with a towel, and then lifted her into his arms.

    Seojin rested quietly in his arms, just as before, but she turned her head over his shoulder to look toward the familiar bedroom.

    On the dimly lit bed, her jewelry was still scattered about—the necklace, earrings, ring, and watch. Things she had tossed aside in her haste to leave.

    Rio shifted Seojin to one arm, and with his free hand, he dragged the entire duvet they were lying on onto the floor.

    Then he laid her down on the clean sheets. Seojin glanced at the jewelry peeking out from under the white covers and said what she couldn’t before, her tone like a playful complaint.

    “…I’m still going to clean all that up before I go.”

    She gestured with her eyes toward an earring that had fallen beside the bed.

    “You have no idea how much I cherished those…”

    “Can’t you let it slide if I promise to fill the space with new things?”

    His hand traveled up her side to brace itself by her head, and his body naturally cast a shadow over her as he leaned in.

    As if she has time for that when she has to leave in the morning.

    “No, all of that…”

    Seojin whispered, her hand stroking his collarbone.

    “They’re our memories.”

    His eyes wavered slightly. His eyelids drooped, followed by a sullen, childlike silence.

    But soon, Rio smiled.

    The corners of his lips lifted slightly as he dipped his chin to press a kiss to her jawline.

    “We can just make a lot more from now on.”

    With every movement of his lips, fiery marks were left behind on her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone.

    “I’ll give you anything you want. From now on, you can pick out whatever you like.”

    “…In that case, this, today.”

    Seojin pressed her thighs together, bringing the space between her legs against Rio’s pelvis as she murmured softly.

    Though their skin was slick and clean, it still held a lingering heat, and where they touched, a new warmth began to spread.

    “This too… if I ask for it, will you give it to me?”

    Her hand, which had been near his collarbone, naturally wrapped around his shoulder. With her actions as much as her words, Seojin conveyed her craving.

    It was the arousal of a woman who had already come from foreplay alone, without penetration.

    “I need it really badly right now…”

    “Haha.”

    He grasped her thighs, holding them in place as he pushed his body between her legs.

    “I show you only the best, and now you’ve developed expensive taste.”

    Seojin closed her eyes and swallowed. When his stiff erection touched her cunt, parted like her lower lip, a shiver ran involuntarily down her spine.

    A man’s—after so long—

    “I told you. If you want it, I’ll give you everything.”

    With his low whisper, Rio rubbed the head of his cock against her. The hard length slid against her slick heat, and she held her breath, her toes curling.

    The moment he centered himself, about to enter her, Seojin reflexively wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

    “Rio… slowly, please…”

    His gaze met hers, then drifted down to the wet place between her parted legs.

    A finger traced the fold of her labia as if to check, and in the parted gap, a slick sheen had already spread.

    “Well now. As someone who knows this body well—I can’t say I’d recommend that.”

    Rio’s voice dropped playfully, and his hips surged forward.

    He pushed in with a single, powerful thrust, the head of his cock sliding in the moment it touched her entrance. Seojin’s body gave a short, sharp tremor at the sensation of him invading her so deeply.

    “…Ngh…! Ha…!”

    Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around Rio’s waist, locking herself to him.

    One of her hands slid from his shoulder to fumble at the sheets, while the other gripped his forearm, trying to brace herself.

    “See? You actually like this, don’t you?”

    With his words, his hips pulled back for a moment before thrusting forward again. As his cock pushed deep inside her, Seojin squeezed her eyes shut.

    The sensation of him stroking, pushing, and pressing from within filled her, making her breath shallow.

    “Ah… Ahh…!”

    A nod. Her voice trembled on the verge of a sob, and at that tremor, Rio’s lips curved into a smile as he pushed in once more.

    Seojin’s insides were hot and wet, clenching tightly around him.

    “It feels so good… Ahh, Rio, Riooo…!”

    Her breaths came faster than her words, and her whispers buried themselves in Rio’s ear.

    He began to move his hips, gradually picking up speed. The sound of wet flesh slapping together echoed in the quiet room.

    Seojin, who had been bracing herself with her arms, soon fell silent, surrendering her body to sensation, her eyes closed as she began to let out small moans.


    Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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