Translated by Jamechi
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Chapter 8.2
In shock, I pushed him away and saw how red he was. He smiled and gestured for me to not panic.
“Shh, don’t push me away. Lately, I’ve been struggling with these feelings of mine. I don’t know how to tell you this in person [1],” he whispered.
“Same here, because of you I’m going crazy,” I murmured.
I couldn’t help but blush more as he kissed my nose softly. This dream was much sweeter than I anticipated. I wanted to remain with him here and escape from the reality where we were enemies. How could I possibly face him normally again after this moment? His aggressive attacks towards me will only frustrate and depress me more.
“Hyunwoo, what is your ideal type?” I asked suddenly. I didn’t want to ruin the sweet atmosphere between us, but if I had to face the cruel reality after this dream, then I would rather ruin it.
“What?” he replied to my random question.
“What is your ideal type? Didn’t you recently have a secret romance with Son Yejin [1]? I saw an article on this the other day, so do you like her type?” I continued.
“Ha…” he groaned in annoyance. Looking at me with dumbfounded eyes, he frowned at my attempt to ruin the mood and stated, “this is why it’s hard to deal with you sometimes.”
“Huh? What did you say?” I questioned. Instead of a proper response, he licked my lips and kissed me. I gasped in surprise, letting him take advantage and intertwine our tongues. He slowly stopped the kiss and left a light peck on my lips. A faint taste of tobacco and mint lingered in my mouth as I remained shocked by his actions.
“When you’re excited or angry, I don’t know what to do with you.” He said.
“Y-you only make me angry.” I stuttered in response. Jung Hwanwoo frowned at my reply and lightly bit my nose. I laughed at his actions and pushed him away slightly. Raising my hands towards his face, I traced his sharp jawline, rubbed his lips slowly with my thumb, and whispered to him, “but I like what you do.”
The frown on Jung Hwanwoo’s face disappeared and his eyes flickered in nervousness and desire.
“Sometimes, I’m scared of how much you affect me…” he murmured back and removed my hand. His lips lightly approached mine, as if I would break at any moment. I wound my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, kissing him deeply. The buttons on his crumpled suit rubbed uncomfortably against me. I released him from my arms and fumbled around with his buttons. As we continued to kiss, he pushed my arms away and removed his clothing himself. He then lifted my shirt and lightly traced the side of my stomach, eliciting a groan from me. Without me noticing, he removed our clothing and I was suddenly naked in below him. He rubbed his hardened dick against me, letting me know how excited I made him feel.
“Haa,” I groaned.
He continued to kiss and grind against me without stopping. I broke away from his lips and thrust my hips against his dick. Leaning upwards to his ear, I whispered to him “I’m ready for you.”
“No, I will take my time today. Don’t close your eyes or look away from me,” he whispered back as he steadied my waist. His hand crept towards my ass and fondled it. I cried out in desire and lifted my hips closer towards him. I wanted him to put it inside me; I wanted to feel him thrust deep into me.
He watched me writhe in desire, grinding against his dick for pleasure. Eyes darkening further, he leaned down and began to play with my nipples. His tongue and fingers worked synonymously to roll and pinch them, pulling me deeper into lust. With his other hand, I felt him wrap around my erection and fondled it to my dismay.
As I fell deeper into the pit of desire, I heard him whisper to me, “I will make you never forget this.”
“H-huh?” I stuttered in confusion. I wanted to question what he meant, but his gaze entrapped me. He looked like he was watching his prey whose appearance was reflected in his eyes. I saw a nude guy, with red-rimmed eyes, messy hair, and red lips, who couldn’t move under the watch of his predator. Jung Hwanwoo watched me grow more excited and licked his lips.
“I won’t let you forget about how much you love having sex with me,” Jung Hwanwoo said as he smiled. As I watched him, he leaned down and began to litter my arm with kisses. I felt his lips move and heard him murmur, “I’ll make it so that you can’t have sex with anyone but me.”
Suddenly, I felt his fingers thrust into my asshole, bringing forth pleasure to me.
“Ahhhn, mmm, yes, more!” I moaned. The sensation of his fingers overwhelmed me as he slowly moved them inside me. While I was submerged in pleasure, I suddenly felt a warm tongue lick my dick.
“W-wait, eiii!” I groaned. He kissed the tip of my cock and slowly allowed for it to enter his mouth. I gasped at the sensation of his warm, wet mouth. This was the first time he swallowed my cock in all of my dreams.
The pleasure continued to wreck my body, as my desire for more exploded with every movement of his. He grasped my ass and steadied my waist closer to him, not letting me escape from his mouth’s imprisonment. His wet tongue wrapped around my dick as his teeth lightly scratched the tip of it.
My eyes widened as I gasped, “n-no, mm, I’m cumm-!”.
I panted on the bed and watched as he rose up from my cock. He wiped my cum that was dripping from the side of his mouth and smirked. Seeing the evidence of my desire on his fingers, I blushed furiously.
“Y-you, what ar-” I panted.
“I told you, I won’t let you forget about me or about today.” He replied.
Lust swirled in his eyes, causing my heart to race. I fell deeper into the pit of Jung Hwanwoo. His eyes, smirk, lips, everything about him enraptured me. From the abs that excite me to the fingers that drowns me in pleasure, I did not dislike anything.
I followed my instinct and pulled him towards me, kissing him to show how I felt.
Even if I avoid you, I end up thinking about you.
I can’t resist you. I’ve lost any reasoning when I’m with you.
I don’t just like you, Jung Hwanwoo. I think I may love you.
Author’s Note
[1] Here, I think ML means that he doesn’t know how to say it in real life. They’ve confessed to each other before in a dream, but not in person.
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Chapter 8.2
In shock, I pushed him away and saw how red he was. He smiled and gestured for me to not panic.
“Shh, don’t push me away. Lately, I’ve been struggling with these feelings of mine. I don’t know how to tell you this in person [1],” he whispered.
“Same here, because of you I’m going crazy,” I murmured.
I couldn’t help but blush more as he kissed my nose softly. This dream was much sweeter than I anticipated. I wanted to remain with him here and escape from the reality where we were enemies. How could I possibly face him normally again after this moment? His aggressive attacks towards me will only frustrate and depress me more.
“Hyunwoo, what is your ideal type?” I asked suddenly. I didn’t want to ruin the sweet atmosphere between us, but if I had to face the cruel reality after this dream, then I would rather ruin it.
“What?” he replied to my random question.
“What is your ideal type? Didn’t you recently have a secret romance with Son Yejin [1]? I saw an article on this the other day, so do you like her type?” I continued.
“Ha…” he groaned in annoyance. Looking at me with dumbfounded eyes, he frowned at my attempt to ruin the mood and stated, “this is why it’s hard to deal with you sometimes.”
“Huh? What did you say?” I questioned. Instead of a proper response, he licked my lips and kissed me. I gasped in surprise, letting him take advantage and intertwine our tongues. He slowly stopped the kiss and left a light peck on my lips. A faint taste of tobacco and mint lingered in my mouth as I remained shocked by his actions.
“When you’re excited or angry, I don’t know what to do with you.” He said.
“Y-you only make me angry.” I stuttered in response. Jung Hwanwoo frowned at my reply and lightly bit my nose. I laughed at his actions and pushed him away slightly. Raising my hands towards his face, I traced his sharp jawline, rubbed his lips slowly with my thumb, and whispered to him, “but I like what you do.”
The frown on Jung Hwanwoo’s face disappeared and his eyes flickered in nervousness and desire.
“Sometimes, I’m scared of how much you affect me…” he murmured back and removed my hand. His lips lightly approached mine, as if I would break at any moment. I wound my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me, kissing him deeply. The buttons on his crumpled suit rubbed uncomfortably against me. I released him from my arms and fumbled around with his buttons. As we continued to kiss, he pushed my arms away and removed his clothing himself. He then lifted my shirt and lightly traced the side of my stomach, eliciting a groan from me. Without me noticing, he removed our clothing and I was suddenly naked in below him. He rubbed his hardened dick against me, letting me know how excited I made him feel.
“Haa,” I groaned.
He continued to kiss and grind against me without stopping. I broke away from his lips and thrust my hips against his dick. Leaning upwards to his ear, I whispered to him “I’m ready for you.”
“No, I will take my time today. Don’t close your eyes or look away from me,” he whispered back as he steadied my waist. His hand crept towards my ass and fondled it. I cried out in desire and lifted my hips closer towards him. I wanted him to put it inside me; I wanted to feel him thrust deep into me.
He watched me writhe in desire, grinding against his dick for pleasure. Eyes darkening further, he leaned down and began to play with my nipples. His tongue and fingers worked synonymously to roll and pinch them, pulling me deeper into lust. With his other hand, I felt him wrap around my erection and fondled it to my dismay.
As I fell deeper into the pit of desire, I heard him whisper to me, “I will make you never forget this.”
“H-huh?” I stuttered in confusion. I wanted to question what he meant, but his gaze entrapped me. He looked like he was watching his prey whose appearance was reflected in his eyes. I saw a nude guy, with red-rimmed eyes, messy hair, and red lips, who couldn’t move under the watch of his predator. Jung Hwanwoo watched me grow more excited and licked his lips.
“I won’t let you forget about how much you love having sex with me,” Jung Hwanwoo said as he smiled. As I watched him, he leaned down and began to litter my arm with kisses. I felt his lips move and heard him murmur, “I’ll make it so that you can’t have sex with anyone but me.”
Suddenly, I felt his fingers thrust into my asshole, bringing forth pleasure to me.
“Ahhhn, mmm, yes, more!” I moaned. The sensation of his fingers overwhelmed me as he slowly moved them inside me. While I was submerged in pleasure, I suddenly felt a warm tongue lick my dick.
“W-wait, eiii!” I groaned. He kissed the tip of my cock and slowly allowed for it to enter his mouth. I gasped at the sensation of his warm, wet mouth. This was the first time he swallowed my cock in all of my dreams.
The pleasure continued to wreck my body, as my desire for more exploded with every movement of his. He grasped my ass and steadied my waist closer to him, not letting me escape from his mouth’s imprisonment. His wet tongue wrapped around my dick as his teeth lightly scratched the tip of it.
My eyes widened as I gasped, “n-no, mm, I’m cumm-!”.
I panted on the bed and watched as he rose up from my cock. He wiped my cum that was dripping from the side of his mouth and smirked. Seeing the evidence of my desire on his fingers, I blushed furiously.
“Y-you, what ar-” I panted.
“I told you, I won’t let you forget about me or about today.” He replied.
Lust swirled in his eyes, causing my heart to race. I fell deeper into the pit of Jung Hwanwoo. His eyes, smirk, lips, everything about him enraptured me. From the abs that excite me to the fingers that drowns me in pleasure, I did not dislike anything.
I followed my instinct and pulled him towards me, kissing him to show how I felt.
Even if I avoid you, I end up thinking about you.
I can’t resist you. I’ve lost any reasoning when I’m with you.
I don’t just like you, Jung Hwanwoo. I think I may love you.
Author’s Note
[1] Here, I think ML means that he doesn’t know how to say it in real life. They’ve confessed to each other before in a dream, but not in person.