“Yes, I… I’m crazy.”
With those words, Tae Joon crossed the line he had barely managed to stay behind all this time.
Pushing his way in with a passionate kiss to Seo Rin, he dug in fiercely as if to compensate for the time he had restrained himself.
In an instant, her body was lifted into the air.
The hot breath that came pouring in was hotter than the lips that touched.
Even before, whenever Tae Joon kissed her standing up, he often lifted Seo Rin, despite her not being short.
A deep sigh escaped from her throat as she looked at him, unchanged over the span of eight years.
However, that sigh was soon swallowed by him.
Tae Joon was relentless. He was digging in without any gaps, as if he wouldn’t miss a single breath of hers.
In the blink of an eye, Seo Rin was laid down on the bed by his powerful force.
Only when the sensation of the cool yet soft sheets reached her skin did a sense of reality come rushing in.
His silhouette alone was clearly etched in her eyes in the room where the light had not yet been turned on.
Despite having laid bare all the truth, why on earth was this man not running away?
As he looked down at her, he began to unbutton his shirt.
Thunk, thunk.
As each button was undone, his shirt opened up and his taut muscles began to reveal themselves. Even though it was a body she had experienced exhaustively eight years ago, it felt new every time she saw it.
Watching Tae Joon’s body unravel in a wild sense of liberation, Seo Rin let out a small sigh.
“You could die.”
It was a final warning.
It might have been a wet blanket to him who was just about to start loving, but from her perspective, it was a warning that had to be given.
“Yes, I… I’m crazy.”
With those words, Tae Joon crossed the line he had barely managed to stay behind all this time.
Pushing his way in with a passionate kiss to Seo Rin, he dug in fiercely as if to compensate for the time he had restrained himself.
In an instant, her body was lifted into the air.
The hot breath that came pouring in was hotter than the lips that touched.
Even before, whenever Tae Joon kissed her standing up, he often lifted Seo Rin, despite her not being short.
A deep sigh escaped from her throat as she looked at him, unchanged over the span of eight years.
However, that sigh was soon swallowed by him.
Tae Joon was relentless. He was digging in without any gaps, as if he wouldn’t miss a single breath of hers.
In the blink of an eye, Seo Rin was laid down on the bed by his powerful force.
Only when the sensation of the cool yet soft sheets reached her skin did a sense of reality come rushing in.
His silhouette alone was clearly etched in her eyes in the room where the light had not yet been turned on.
Despite having laid bare all the truth, why on earth was this man not running away?
As he looked down at her, he began to unbutton his shirt.
Thunk, thunk.
As each button was undone, his shirt opened up and his taut muscles began to reveal themselves. Even though it was a body she had experienced exhaustively eight years ago, it felt new every time she saw it.
Watching Tae Joon’s body unravel in a wild sense of liberation, Seo Rin let out a small sigh.
“You could die.”
It was a final warning.
It might have been a wet blanket to him who was just about to start loving, but from her perspective, it was a warning that had to be given.
The clear familiarity created a greater synergy effect between them. Because they knew each other’s sensitive points too well.
His lips seemed to remember her distinctly from eight years ago and precisely stimulated her. Every time his lips brushed past, Seo Rin shivered at the ticklish feeling.
Her vision began to blur.
But even in the hazy sight, only his silhouette stood out clearly.
As if only he existed in this world.
As if only two of us existed in this entire universe.
And so, time seemed to stop.
No, she may have wished for it to stop. If only possible, they could ignore that measly curse and stay in this moment forever.
However, time cruelly and accurately flowed.
Everything was complicated. The fear of the curse, the longing for him, and the pleasure of this moment converged, and Seo Rin felt as if her whole body was going to explode.
She could no longer stop Tae Joon who was fearlessly rushing in.
Nor could she stop her instincts from seeking him.
Could we really overcome this curse?
Would the day come when I could love you freely?
I wish that could be.
So that I could tell you that I love you without reserve…
A sense of fullness surged into her. Shivering at the sensation, Seo Rin also felt her chest tighten with fear.
Her vision changed from white to black. Stars appeared and then the moon. This moment, a familiar feeling but everything seemed new, was a gift to Seo Rin.
Tears welled up for no reason.
But she wasn’t sure whether these tears were due to fear or happiness.
“Why are you crying? Does it hurt?”
He wiped away her tears and asked, and Seo Rin shivered in response.
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.
