Be Kind (or not)

As expected, after enjoying a meal with Jieun and relaxing a bit, things got physical.

As planned, it wasn't until then that he undressed in front of her. This immediately triggered her concern for the amount of scars he had on his body, mainly on his back. Unlike his first time with Momo, this time the scratches were all over his back, particularly where his ribs ended.

As he imagined, once she remembered that those marks were caused by another woman unable to control the pleasure he provoked in her, Jieun's possessive side took over her. The small woman pressed her hand firmly on his stomach and pulled him with her arm for a fierce kiss as she took him to her bed.

Ever since Seungdae came back from military service, Jieun had never been afraid of taking the lead whenever they had sex. But there was always a difference between that and her way of reclaiming him as hers. Whenever that happened, she let her more animalistic side dominate her, and in consequence, him.

She would be the one riding him with her feet on his sides, loudly slapping her ass against his crotch while her greedy cunt engulfed his whole cock. Her nails would pierce the skin of his chest so that she could have the support needed, leaving a new set of marks on him.

It hurt, yes, even despite her small fingers and her always-trimmed nails, but having her tits in full view, violently bouncing because her own lust had taken over her, was something he was always glad to see. Even more so when her whole body was determined to drain him inside of her.

Her small, slim frame was now reaching her goal. She felt him twitch inside her pussy. "Yes, please! Cum inside your favorite cunt," she grunted, showing her teeth. "Show me how much you love this pussy," she demanded, reaching for his nape to pull him for a lustful kiss where she purposefully bit his lower lip while he filled the entrance of her cervix with his sperm.

It wasn't until his climax ended that she slowed her rhythm. "Thank you," she panted with a smile, still moving her hips and clenching her walls on top of him.

"My pleasure," he chuckled.

"You can keep going, right?" She asked, feeling her thighs tremble.

He also noticed it. It was uncommon for her to do that level of cardio, so it was something he was expecting. He grabbed Jieun's back and thigh and quickly turned on the bed, pinning her down and making her yelp. "Like this?" He smirked at her, loving the way her desire emanated from her face.

She shook her head, laughing while she bit her lips. "Just like that," her legs locked behind his ass, pushing him deeper inside her pussy. "Now fuck me hard until you fill me again," her small hands held his face for another passionate kiss as he started pounding into her frail body.

His left arm held her tightly against his chest, and his right hand firmly gripped her ass. His thrusts went as deep as he could, assisted by her ankles pushing him back inside her while her lips melted on his.

The previous round had already pushed Jieun to the edge of her own orgasm. She knew that just by letting him fuck her as violently as he wanted, she would reach it. All she needed was to surrender herself to the man she loved. One of her favorite things to do.

Soon enough, she could feel her climax arriving. "Don't stop," she begged him. "Please don't stop!" She whimpered in his lips. Her fingers crawled through his body. Her left hand took a firm grip of the back of his neck, while her right arm hooked itself around his back.

As he feared, just when he was balls deep inside of her, her orgasm struck. Her nails pierced through his skin as her whole body gripped onto him.

Her whole existence seemed to want to merge with him into one being. Her arms pulled him closer to her. Her legs fought against his hips with all her might to push him back into her cunt. Her walls tightened around his shaft so tightly that he felt she could rip his cock just to keep it inside of her. Her mouth could not get enough of his lips. She bit him only to keep him longer while she cried loudly, thanks to him.

That was just the first instant of her climax, and, even with the pain, he loved it. He held on to her, fucking her roughly throughout her orgasm. Her hands moved throughout his back, unable to maintain her grip for longer than a second.

The harder he pounded, the more her nails dug into him, prolonging her orgasm until her whole body convulsed strongly while her pussy shot a series of squirts at every thrust he made.

Just as she requested, he didn't stop. The way her insides clenched onto him had brought him to the edge of his own orgasm. He held her tightly, pounding into her pussy with enough strength to make the quick clapping of their bodies as loud as her cries in the room until his seed flooded her cunt again, shooting thick spurts of semen against her cervix.

Silence took over the room, broken only by their labored breathing. Both of them were trembling in each other's embrace, feeling their heartbeats through their chests.

Jieun locked eyes with him, holding his cheek. "I-I love you so much," she managed to say between her spasms, blushing brightly not only for all the blood running through her body, but because of the words she spoke.

"I love you, too," he laughed, still shaking over her. "You can't even imagine," he scoffed, running his thumb through her cheek, kissing her gently this time before both hugged as tightly as they could.

"Seungdae," she called, deeply inhaling his scent. One of those times where she did so slowly to register every bit of him into her brain. "Can you turn us over? You're crushing me." She giggled after she was sure his aroma was engraved in her memory.

He moved a couple of pillows to his side, at the height of his upper back, and, carefully, rolled over them, keeping his shaft secured in her walls and her face close to him thanks to the pillows. She let her arms rest on his chest, serving as a level for her chin to rest on, allowing her to have a clear, full view of his face.

"Was it too much?" She asked shyly. Her eyebrows showed her worry.

"What do you mean?" He tilted his head, smiling at her. She simply moved her little fingers as claws, pursing her lips into a thin line while she waited for a response.

He scoffed, moving his hand to her hair to play with it. "You could tear me to pieces, and I would love every single moment of it."

She blushed, knowing those words had a lot more meaning and weight than he even realized. "I mean it! Does it hurt?"

"Not a bit. Maybe later, when we take a shower."

"I'll clean your back carefully, I promise!" Her whole face was now fully displaying her worry.

"I don't doubt it," he smiled at her, moving his fingers to her cheek. "What's the matter?"

"I think Jongsuk was right…" She pouted, looking down without hiding her face.

"About what?"

"As much as you can manage every time I sleep with other people…" She took a deep breath just to gather the courage to go on. "I'm still learning to deal with the fact that you are now fucking others. And not just any others, like your exes," her eyes rolled, and he could not help but laugh. "You know what I mean! Now you're fucking these talented, gorgeous, beautiful, voluptuous women…"

"Jin, for you, I could stop at any moment…"

"No!" She interrupted him. "You've let me explore literally anything I wanted to the point I have you and Jongsuk. You also deserve that."

"Slowing down is also an option if…"

"Seungdae," she shushed him, placing her delicate index on his lips. "Let's see if you get it this way," she held his face with both hands, looking him directly in the eyes. "After only God knows how many dicks, you know, I always come back to you begging you to make me yours," she clenched her walls around his semihard shaft, reinserting it whole.

He scoffed, nodding lightly, remembering every time she asked him to help her wash herself after her servicing sessions or sponsor events, just to make love with him until they fell asleep, ensuring the last dick or load in her body was his.

"I just need to know that no matter who you fuck, who you wake up next to, who makes your heart flutter… You'll still come back to me, and you'll keep loving me," she pouted with vulnerable eyes.

"My dear," he smiled tenderly at her. "The only thing that would stop me from coming back to you would be death itself," he scoffed.

"Don't say that!" She tapped his mouth with her fingers, eyes frightened with just the idea of losing him like that.

"Sorry," he held her hand and kissed her digits. "But you know what I mean. And not even death could stop me from loving you."

"Yes, fine. But don't say it!"

"Okay," he hugged her tightly in his embrace, and she did the same, clinging her whole existence to him. "And if you're going to get this wild after I come back with a few scratches," he whispered in her ear, "I may come back faster," he teased her.

She sighed, annoyed at him for ruining the moment. "Just like every single time you know another man fucked me," she broke the hug, half standing with her arms and pressing her pussy on his cock. "How you always come to me and make sure to fill my pussy to the brim, making me yours again," she clenched her cunt tightly around his cock, feeling him hardening inside of her. "I don't know about you, but I love the way you fuck me when that happens," she smirked at him, blushing.

"I guess I just want to reclaim my princess," he grabbed her firmly by the waist, pulling her for a soft kiss.

After a more delicate session of lovemaking, both showered and got dressed to pack a few things and move them to Jieun's new house while they talked about their plans for the week.

Seungdae knew that taking a few things at a time, only once a week, if they were lucky, would take them forever. But she was not in a rush, and she needed time to separate herself from a place filled with good memories.