It seemed like I had lost consciousness with a sulky mind.
When I opened my eyes again, it was the bedroom, and I was on the bed.
Beyond the half-opened curtain, I could see the bluish dawn light.
Whether dawn was approaching or fading away.
What time could it be?
I was curious about the time, but I remained still, feeling Sajun’s body temperature behind me.
Not only the arms and legs embracing my body but also because I no longer had the confidence to bear the sleeping beast.
There was no strength or stamina left.
In the lowered field of vision, I saw the sturdy biceps encircling my waist.
Crazy biceps pride. What about the waist, and how about the thighs?
The dynamic energy that exploded with a rhythmic movement was sexy enough to take my breath away.
Just thinking about it made the warmth under my skin boil up in the blood vessels.
Although Sajun didn’t know how to savor the taste, he had a habit of slowly and carefully chewing any food without rushing, even on the bed.
Thinking of that habit, Taehui muttered quietly.
“The first time is what.”
As if to cover that, Sajun tormented Taehui for a long time.
Only with eyes, lips, and hands, like savoring food without knowing how to savor.
The feeling of being thoroughly exposed was not terrible but rather so good that it was dizzying.
Reluctantly admitting it, Sajun was not the same as before.
It was himself who was swept away by Sajun, not the other way around.
He ran like a beast, tore here and there. Still, Sajun remained delicate, gentle, leisurely, and persistent until the end.
If one thing had to be singled out, it would be the posture.
While supporting the bed with arms as firm as those of an old-fashioned gentleman, Sajun placed Taehui only under him.
He constantly kissed Taehui’s face gently and continuously whispered that she was beautiful, tirelessly focusing only on Taehui’s face.
“Why on earth did he do that.”
Most men wouldn’t do that. They seem to obsess over postures in a very ticklish way.
But with Sajun, it felt as if he had become a solemn lady from the Joseon era, lying quietly and receiving proper love.
Of course, that feeling wasn’t bad.
It felt like he was a precious existence, receiving complete love.
Despite the physical and mental exhaustion, the bed with Sajun was unforgettable. It was good enough to feel the satisfaction of not giving up yesterday’s temptation.
Taehui reached a neat conclusion. Instructor Sajun on the bed is pretty but a beast in terms of the body, and his stamina is a monster.
As sleep gradually left, memories of the night before came back step by step.
“Right, I didn’t shower.”
From the moment Instructor Sajun said he wanted to sleep, I couldn’t escape from Sajun’s embrace even for a moment.
Unable to regain my composure due to the torment while receiving compliments.
Whether he was testing Taehui or testing himself, Sajun ran a marathon without a destination.
It could be said that I patiently climbed the stairs one by one for a long time.
In line with that, I lost track of time, and when I regained my senses, it was now.
Perhaps during the time I was unconscious, Sajun, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, would have cleaned himself up and laid down alone.
While sweating more than when exercising and marked with signs all over my body, I fell asleep without being able to wash up.
Still, I should be thankful.
He put a bed gown on me and put me to sleep on the bed.
First, Taehui thought she should take a shower. She wanted to show a fresh appearance with a slight skin makeup.
Thinking back, it was always Sajun who emitted a good scent and showed a fresh appearance when chewing over memories.
So, even during the time we were dating, I want to look pretty to you. I want to be a woman, not just a friend.
It was then, when I subtly extended my toes outside the blanket, getting out of Sajun’s embrace.
“Where are you going?”
A low, husky voice, which was as thick as an eyelash, resonated in my ears.
The toes I had extended retracted timidly.
What expression should I make when looking at Sajun? It’s a bit embarrassing, shameful, and awkward.
But Taehui didn’t show it and sat back to Sajun.
“Weren’t you sleeping?”
As Sajun half sat up, the sheet slipped down.
When my gaze met the exquisite upper body that made it clear that covering it would be a greater sin, Taehui’s pupils flickered.
At that moment when that firm chest went up and down vigorously.
“Why can’t I sleep?”
Why can’t I sleep? Come to think of it, I used up the energy, and it wasn’t me who ran a long marathon.
“Then at least sleep now.”
Although it was a worried remark, Sajun smiled as if he had heard an amusing comment.
“Am I going to jump if I fall asleep?”
“Why would I jump? I’m not trying to jump; I’m trying to wash up.”
As soon as I exposed my back, Sajun hugged me from behind.
He held me quietly without making any harsh movements. Although I intended to slap him if he moved his hands too forcefully, he just held me silently from behind again.
Sajun murmured.
“Min Taehui, I don’t dislike you.”
The Villainous Demon Lord Laid an Egg for Her (Female-Dominated)
Several months after transmigrating into a book, Yu Wu found herself facing the demon lord Li You, who could no longer conceal his dragon horns. With one hand on her aching waist and the other gripping a sharp sword, she stared at him.
The demon lord’s eyes were red with fury:
“This is all your doing! Today, I won’t rest until I kill you!”
Yu Wu rubbed her temples. Putting aside the taboo against bloodshed during pregnancy, wasn’t it this very man who willingly walked into her trap that day?!
Warnings:
- Male pregnancy.
- Height ratios are set to mirror typical male-female height proportions.
- Characters include a foot-loving demon lord and an eldest daughter from an immortal family’s concubine lineage.
