Once Love Begins - Chapter 22. Part 3. (R-19)

Chapter 22. Part 3.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her down, while I thrust hard into her. Yeon-woo, as if trying to push me to the limit, moved her hips wildly, matching the rhythm of her body’s rise and fall, almost like she was trying to break me.

and down, juices splashed over her. With each thrust, the rocking br**sts were pressed into my mouth, making it hard to concentrate.

After the long and intense s*x on the sofa downstairs, we came upstairs. She laid me down on the bed, and by the time she began the second round of s*x, I was too exhausted even to open my eyes, sprawled out on the bed.

***

I thought he would stop now, but quickly realized that was just wishful thinking. When he said the bath was ready and suggested we clean up, I nodded, trusting his words—big mistake. Knowing he usually goes for four or five rounds, I should have known better than to believe he was finished.

“Don’t think about anything else.”

His soft, murmured voice was soothing, and I buried my face in his neck, savoring the mix of water and sweat on his skin. As I did, he began to thrust a little faster.

“Ha… ah. Stop, now!”

It felt like hot water was mixed in every time he came in. The sensation down there became intensely hot. S*x in water creates a different sensation – much hotter, slicker, and softer. The head of his p*nis, which reached the end of my cervix, scraped against my v*g*nal walls as he withdrew. When I tilted my head back, he bit my n*pple lightly.

He took my swollen n*pple in his mouth and rolled it with his tongue. The tingling sensation of my n*pple felt so good that I instinctively pulled his head closer.

“It’s still a long way to go.”

Wondering why this was only happening on the third round, he n*bbled on my ear. As I tightened around his p*nis, almost breaking it, I heard him moan in pleasure.

I ran my hand down his well-groomed neck and lowered my face. As I took his lower lip into my mouth, his lips parted slightly. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and licked the roof of his mouth, just as he had done to me. He seemed to be watching me like an observer. I cupped his cheek with my wet hand and tilted his head. I intertwined my tongue with his and s*cked on it, feeling like I could die from how good it tasted. I moved my hips on my own.

When I opened my eyes and looked at him, his eyes were filled with intensity, focused directly on me.

“Ah, oppa, oppa.”

“Hmm.”

I gently stroked his neck with my fingertips. When I moved my hand down and lightly touched his n*pple, he pulled me closer and held me tightly.

“Ah! Hmm, it feels so good! Oppa, ah!”

My clitoris felt like it might burst from the pressure. The intense thrusting made it feel like my inner walls were melting from the heat.

Despite the long time that had passed, he was pushing even harder than before, showing no signs of tiredness. The intense pressure felt like it could split my body in two, causing me to bite his shoulder without realizing it. In response, he began to thrust even harder, using strength I hadn’t felt before.

“Ah! Stop! Stop!”

It felt like I was about to explode. My v*ginal walls tightened forcefully, pressing against him. My head tilted back, and my toes curled. With a sharp scream, I fell into his arms.

He held me tightly. Feeling his heart racing wildly, I closed my eyes.

“Yeon-woo, Yeon-woo.”

“…Yes.”

“I love you.”

I nodded and smiled, feeling his chest rise slightly. When he pulled out, my body shivered. Until he started to wash me all over, Yeon-woo remained in his arms, unable to move or do anything.

***

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

I wanted to laugh at his words but held it back. I fluttered my eyelids as if I didn’t know anything. Knowing he was weak to this kind of expression, I opened my eyes wide.

“I didn’t do anything.”

“You were supposed to buy sanitary pads in advance.”

Seeing him rubbing his face and asking how many times it’s been, I frowned.

“Just don’t buy it. I’ll go get it myself, even if it’s just with tissues.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

His voice grew cold, making him restless as he paced back and forth.

“Are you talking about the comfortable large-sized and overnight ones?”

Without answering, he gently laid me down on the sofa and covered me with a blanket, pulling it up to my neck to keep me warm. He gently rubbed my stomach with the palm of his hand as I quietly looked up at him.

I liked the way he cared for me and held his wrist. As I gently rubbed the inside of his wrist where there was a scar, his dark eyes remained fixed on me.

“They say menstrual pain might go away after having a baby.”

“But it might get worse,” I replied.

He looked at me cautiously after my firm reply.

“…Then should we try having a baby?”

“No need for that,” I said.

As expected, he sighed and got up with a look of disappointment. He brushed my hair back and gently placed a kiss on my forehead.

“I’ll be back soon, so just hang in there a little longer.”

“…Okay.”

Sometimes, I found it amusing to speak to him informally.

His back muscles twitched, he looked funny, so I pulled the blanket up to my head and giggled. The weather had gotten quite cold, and it had recently been winter break.

“Hey!”

I called out to him as he headed for the door.

“Yeah?”

“Could you buy some peaches on your way back?”

“Peaches?”

“Yeah!”

I kept craving peaches. I wondered if I had ever wanted them so much. I couldn’t stop thinking about peaches. Even now, thinking about them makes my mouth water. I even dreamed about peaches today. It felt like a disaster if I didn’t eat them right away; the peaches seemed to be dancing in front of my eyes.

“Is that all you need me to buy?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“Also, get a pregnancy test, please.”

“Hmm? What did you say?”

He asked me to repeat it, thinking he heard it wrong.

“Get a pregnancy test!”

Did he hear me? My heart was racing.

A moment of silence followed. I swallowed hard.

“What? What did you just say? What are you talking about?”

I stayed still under the blanket, and then I heard him rush over.

“Pregnancy test? You mean a pregnancy test kit, right?”

I looked out just enough to nod slightly.

“It’s not sure yet, so don’t get too excited.”

I missed my period, and my stomach hurt, but it was more of a mild pain, different from regular menstrual cramps. Plus, I had that peach dream, and I kept craving sweet and sour things.

The symptoms seemed like those that appear during pregnancy. I debated whether to tell him or not, but I decided not to keep any secrets, so I shared it.

“O-okay. I won’t overreact. I won’t.”

I could tell he was trying to control his expression, worried that I might be upset if it wasn’t a pregnancy. His eyes were full of emotion.

“What if I am pregnant?”

“…Do you not want it? Are you scared?”

“It’s not that… It’s just strange to think of myself as a mom.”

“There’s nothing strange about it. It suits you perfectly.”

I knew he wanted kids, and that he avoided bringing it up so I wouldn’t feel pressured.

“But when did this happen? You were being so careful with birth control.”

“…I’ll take care of everything. You just need to have the baby.”

Seeing him already excited, even though we weren’t sure yet, I couldn’t help but smile a little bitterly.

“Really?”

“Yeah. I’ll handle everything.”

Thinking about it, getting pregnant right before graduation felt like odd timing. I looked at him, and he gave me that expression I loved the most. How could I ever be mad at him?

“It’s not, right?”

“What?”

“…Never mind. Just go buy the test.”

“Should I also get pads?”

I nodded. It might not be a pregnancy after all. But the thought that it could be made my heart flutter.

“…I kind of hope it is.”

“Yeah.”

“And, well… you’re not getting any younger.”

His shoulder twitched. Since he always stiffens when I mention his age, I find it amusing to tease him about it sometimes.

He slipped his hand under my shirt and gently rubbed my belly.

As I heard him leave, I closed my eyes.

*Could I be a good mom?*

I knew he’d be a great dad, but I wasn’t so sure about myself. If I am pregnant…? I rubbed my belly with my palm. The thought didn’t feel bad. I started wondering if I had been waiting for this all along.

Even though I told him not to overreact, I couldn’t shake the feeling. It felt like I might be pregnant.

I hadn’t planned on having another child after losing the first, but now I found myself wanting a baby that looked like both of us. I hadn’t shown it to him, but deep down I really wanted it.

I was supposed to wait for him, but my eyelids felt heavy like stones pulling them down. Before I knew it, I drifted off.

A little later, I felt someone gently stroking my forehead. My lips curved into a smile. It felt like I was lying on a cloud. When I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was his face.

I rubbed my eyes as I looked at him, realizing he had been letting me rest on his lap.

“Still sleepy?”

“Mmm.”

“Then sleep a bit more.”

“Did you get it?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah.”

I started to stir, trying to sit up, and he gently helped me get up.

As I yawned and looked at him, he kissed me like he couldn’t resist how cute I looked.

“Your breath smells!”

“All I smell is sweetness.”

Even when I tried to push his face away, he kept kissing my cheek, refusing to stop.

“Stop it, mmph!”

He finally kissed me on the lips, keeping me stuck in the kiss for what felt like minutes.

“Sweet, so sweet,” he said with a smile, wiping my lips. I wanted to hit him, but instead, I pinched his arm. He just laughed like he enjoyed it.

“Hand it over,” I said.

“Yeah.”

He carefully placed the pregnancy test in my open palm. I swallowed nervously, and so did he—I could see his throat bobbing up and down. I stood up, feeling tense.

“Want me to come with you?”

“Where? To the bathroom?”

“Yeah.”

“No thanks,” I said, pushing him away.

As I looked at the table, my eyes widened in shock.

“What… what is all this?”

“Ah… I wasn’t sure, so I got extras.”

The table was packed with pregnancy tests—he had bought them all.

“Seriously? You didn’t have to buy that many!”

I turned my head, shaking it in disbelief, and was surprised again.

“What is that now?”

“…Sanitary pads.”

He had bought an absurd number of boxes. I couldn’t help but sigh.

“You’re incredible.”

“That’s it, I’m going in with you.”

“No! No way! Stop it, Cha Kang-jae!”

Even as I hit his chest, he lifted me up and carried me toward the bathroom, completely ignoring my protests.