Author: Cream P

Illustration:

Lonely&SnowyCat

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first encounter

It's past midnight. After turning the key into the room as usual Someone's soft body flew into my embrace as soon as I walked through the door.

dress

Damn it.

I don't know when you've been waiting here. But the current time is past your normal bedtime. Plus it's not a normal time for me to return to the condo. And it's not a very normal situation.

When are you coming? I never thought much But why does it have to be when my body is covered in the smell of alcohol? and including the unfamiliar scent of perfume that you yourself may smell

Including knowing what I've done.

“Why didn't you come and tell me first?”

I was the one who spoke up. Don't want to defend what you think.

Regardless if you understand it correctly, it's good. Or misunderstood. There is no need for us to interrogate each other on this matter.

My voice must have been too harsh. Your face immediately became depressed.

“Sorry.” You still didn't release the hug. When he raised his eyes to look at it, he looked like a little animal. Come in and snuggle with the owner. before a soft voice asked further.

“Are you angry?”

“I'm not angry,” I sighed. How can I be angry at you?

“Just if you tell me first. I will come back sooner.”

say that

I know you didn't intend to come here in the first place.

We kissed without saying anything unnecessary other than that.

I don't know who started first. I realized that our lips were close together. I flicked my tongue greedily. Swallow your hot breath It was like their bodies melted into one under a hot kiss.

You open your mouth, using your tongue to respond to my tongue. Grinding the body closer Bring your unique, gentle scent into the air I breathe.

Vanilla scent

Damn, just now I'm madly infatuated with you.

Clothes scattered everywhere We both pulled at each other's clothes. While their lips still kissed each other, they didn't let go. The body was naked before it even hit the bed.

You look strange

You were never this hot in normal times. Even though there are times when you are the one who attacks first. But never once did he act in such a hurry.

Your unprecedented passion makes my chest scream like crazy. He orders me to press your body down on the bed like a hungry beast.

We're both hungry beasts.

I moved my body to follow. His hand reached out and picked up the lubricating gel. Including condom packets which are ready at the head of the bed.

At that time you grabbed my hand.

“Can you not wear it?” you whisper softly. Spoon your eyes up to meet mine.

If I'm not mistaken In those eyes it was like they were filled with teardrops.

“No matter what, I have to protect you.” I smiled slightly, as if comforting a crying child. I couldn't help but add another word, "You know."

You know, this word is packed with many meanings.

Even if you don't have to worry about pregnancy. But sexually transmitted diseases are not something that can be ignored.

You only have me, I know.

As much as you know that I'm not the only one

You were silent, your head hung low, your palms clenched together in a nervous manner.

“Just this once,” you insist, whispering giddy with uncertainty. Still, he wouldn't let go of the hand that held mine tightly.

The stubborn look in your eyes didn't suit you at all.

But what can I do? Since my flesh is craving you like crazy,

My manhood throbbed. He's been awake ever since he found you in the room. Every vein cries out. Everything tells you that he wants to swallow you up, leaving not even a single bone left.

And I have to keep giving in to you.

“Um.”

Finally I gave in and nodded. Keep the silver square envelope in its original place.

You looked relieved, smiling a smile that made my eyes blur.

I don't know if anyone has ever told you this. When you are happy because you got what you wanted. Your smile is brighter than ever.

And because of this I have always been soft-hearted for you.

I poured some lubricating gel onto my palm. Crush it with your fingers. before sending his fingertips drenched in clear liquid into your love canal

Your insides are soft and smooth. Warmly caressing my fingers as if I had been waiting to welcome you for a long time. You always come prepared. And I don't mind helping pave the way again.

Fingertips move deep inside you. As for the other hand, I didn't leave it free. Use it to smooth down the slopes of your skinny legs. Lift the support up high so that the fingers can easily insert into the love channel.

“You're too skinny” is something I've complained to countless times.

“Did you eat anything?” he asked when you didn't say a word. That made you frown in annoyance. Maybe I'm too busy

Yes, I want to intrude into your private life. I'm just worried.

You often refuse to eat when you're under stress. Sometimes I secretly think Will I be one of the things that cause you stress?

“When will you stop complaining about this?”

“When you eat on time.”

Saying that he kissed the beautiful thigh. Dissipate your irritation into giddy moans.

No matter what, you are always beautiful.

I drag my tongue upwards. Circled closer to the pretty pink pleats that moved rhythmically with every thrust of my finger.

From this angle, it looked like a flower bud that was soaked in nectar. So cute that I want to bend down and lick it. Taste the glistening water droplets that coat the exterior. Even though I already knew that it was just lubricating gel that I had applied myself.

I probably would have done that if it weren't for you stopping me once. You said it was dirty And when I'm going to argue that it's not at all. So you insisted that if I do You won't be allowed to kiss again.

It's a terrifying threat. But it's better not to make you angry. I still want to kiss you again and again.

“Put it in for a moment...huh.”

You screamed when you couldn't take it anymore. Gasping for breath The chest shakes up and down. His beautiful face was completely red.

My impatient person looks really cute.

I smiled at that picture. Grabbing the world that had been frozen for a long time, he pointed it at the beautiful colored entrance. Feeling somewhat uncomfortable when not wearing a condom

I trust you as much as you trust me not to bring disease.

Because it's you

But feelings are still another part. In terms of improving relationships, for myself, I haven't thought about that.

As for you, you can only know what you think.

The tip of the mushroom head is inserted into a warm, soft cavity. texture to skin texture

I want to say that I will allow this one time. But it looks ominous.

It seemed like it would be the last time.

You wrap your arms around my neck Pressing his soft hips closer. At the same time as I penetrated, my body was hot. Insert yourself all the way into the depths of you.

Your passages are soft, smooth and juicy. Eagerly open for my flesh to dive in and explore. It felt strange without the barrier of the condom. It made my youngster so excited that it was difficult to control him.

It's not like I've never done it live with anyone before. But with you it's different. Quite different.

Two breaths in harmony I gasped as my desire rose. Start to move your body slowly. Move in circles towards the point that makes you squirm.

I feel good and want to make sure you feel good too.

“Hurry up…”

You push, I slow down As a result, your watery eyes looked back in displeasure.

I didn't mean to tease you, I swear.

I just want this time to last a little longer.

to compensate I lean down and kiss your neck. Gently nibble, just enough to feel a rush of excitement. Use just the right amount of force so as not to leave any love marks on your white, smooth body.

"Ah..you can make a mark."

Your permission makes me look up at you again. I'm not sure if these were truly words from the heart. Or is it the result of emotional desire?

I saw his face turn red with excitement. and your glistening eyes I sighed softly. Use your fingertips to gently smooth out the sweat-soaked strands.

“You're more beautiful like this,” I whispered, slamming the connected parts of your body beneath you until you moaned.

You never let me mark you. One time I accidentally bit too hard. You were angry for days.

Leaving a love mark is like showing ownership. I understand why you don't like it. But that's not important.

When equivalent to this time that you are mine

Your face twisted with lust is so charming. I moved harder and harder. causing a nonverbal scream to escape your throat. Eyes that were forever gloomy with lust.

You're really beautiful, I'm not lying.

If possible, I don't want to put any blemishes on your beautiful body.

"Um ah..don't tease me."

Your body twists When I used the palm of my hand to caress the erect flesh in front of me. Changing the sound of sweet moans

The bed swayed as if it would collapse. This room is soundproof. However, it cannot be guaranteed that the impact from the head of the bed hitting the wall will not be transmitted to the next room.

The scent of vanilla spreads. Your face is filled with happiness. Those eyes reflected the image of me in front of me.

Just this moment That you'll only look at me Just me alone

I kiss you again Place your lips on your soft, supple lips. before accelerating and slamming the body Take you to heaven Just as I let my desire overflow into your beautiful body.

We broke the kiss lingeringly.

A long line of saliva connects between your lips and mine. With our bodies slowly pulling away from each other

The thrill ended as easily as it had begun.

You never know. That I am no one else but you.

I look deeply into your eyes. For a moment, he averted his eyes. Hide eyes full of charm from you. Before standing up and sitting at the end of the bed Light a cigarette and smoke.

Smoking after we had sex has become a habit of mine.

Gray smoke billowed throughout the room. You never complained. After all, this is my room.

“Please, please.”

I raised my eyebrows at the sudden loud sound. Without realizing it You moved up and sat next to him. His lower body was still smeared with white, cloudy water.

I want to sleep and hold you. Picked me up and cleaned up the mess I made.

But all he did was take a cigarette from the pack and hand it to him.

You hold it in your mouth. His eyes asked for a lighter. So cute that I burst out smiling.

I stared at your plump lips for a moment. Lean in slightly. Connect your cigarette with the flame of my cigarette.

Cigarette Kiss

I don't know why it felt sexier than when I actually kissed.

“Why did you stop smoking?” I asked.

“I never said I quit.”

Yes, you've told me.

But never mind.

I shake my head gently. Watching you pump nicotine-rich smoke into your lungs. The atmosphere around you is filled with smoke. It's like a thin curtain. Between you and me forever

You would never smoke in front of me. At least I never smoked after we had sex.

We didn't say a single word. Just quietly soak in this atmosphere.

Smoking after having a physical relationship One implication for men is that it shows that the last moment was just a temporary relationship.

Well, I think so.

Don't want you to reminisce any more than this.

Smoke slowly rising It makes me feel as if You are slowly drifting away from me. Until I can't hold you anymore

I shouldn't have delved deeper into this either.

The shadow of your tall figure rises. Put out the unfinished cigarette in the ashtray next to the bed. Before taking a long step go into the bathroom

You were never shy about it. Maybe we've come too far and too long between us to be embarrassed about undressing in front of each other.

The sound of water from the shower came out slowly.

My bathroom is a glass room. There's a curtain to close it, but you never close it. One good thing is that the glass is opaque. Therefore, looking directly into I saw only a faint shadow.

I lay down on the crumpled bed. Crush the cigarette butt into the ashtray from earlier.

I heard a soft chirping sound. of a cigarette that had extinguished, a thin layer of smoke rising before disappearing

I'm not a heavy smoker. In fact, just half a cigarette is more than enough. But this time I felt like I wanted to smoke one more cigarette.

or do anything To avoid this situation from now on

The sound of the water is quiet.

You turn off the bathroom light Came out wearing only one towel. Revealing the naked upper body Before bending down to pick up his own clothes that were scattered all over the floor of the room. He raised his eyebrows at his still disheveled hair.

I chuckled. Grab a tissue and gently wipe your body clean. He grabbed his pants and put them on to hide the youngster lying peacefully in the middle of his body so that he didn't look too ugly. before throwing used tissues into the trash can

Landed exactly in the middle of the tank. Throw accurately.

I raise my eyebrows at you. It was as if he could hear the sound of soft laughter coming out.

That's good, at least the atmosphere isn't as gloomy as it was a moment ago.

You don't blame me for doing anything. Or maybe you want to blame

The bed sagged as you plopped down next to him. After getting dressed in the same clothes you wore.

You never leave your clothes here. and often returned immediately after finishing their work So there has never been a situation where you just stared at me like this.

uncle...

Maybe I should pick up another cigarette.

A soft hissing sound sounded out in the silence. Without thinking, I picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette. Hold it without pumping. Instead, it was you who took it to smoke yourself.

Your red lips hold a cigarette. He inhaled it heavily into his lungs. The expression was heavy, like someone who was making a difficult decision.

Many times, choices are not just about right or wrong.

But I pray you make the right decision.

Since the first time I stepped into the room I can see you have something to say.

That makes me want to extend the time I spend with you just a little bit longer.

You pull the cigarette away from your lips. Hold it with your fingertips. Blowing out cloudy smoke. So I grabbed it and carried it instead. Flinching at the taste of you lingering there.

Nicotine makes the brain clear. It might make you feel a little braver. So he began to speak.

“I'm getting married.”

The room was so quiet that the sound of a burning cigarette could be heard. You turned your eyes to me Came up stubbornly. without beginning and ending But the main points are completely stated.

Your voice is smooth. without regret It was as if a moment ago we hadn't gone through some steamy activity together before.

Actually, the sentence you said was beyond my expectations.

Maybe I expected it to be more of a way to end the relationship.

But you are always like this. Never said goodbye Just be honest about what happened.

It took a long time before I found my voice.

"congratulations"

I smiled, looking up at you who were still. It's like he didn't think I'd say something like that.

A long moment passed without me saying anything further. So you opened your mouth again.

"Didn't you think to ask?"

Your expression is smooth. But something in your voice It makes me feel like you're pleading.

I tried to stop myself from laughing. Because if I accidentally express my feelings Maybe it will turn into tears

It's funny, even though you're actually the one who said you were going to get married.

A gentle smile spread across my lips. or may spread to the eyes

It's gotten to this point. What else do you want me to ask?

But since you want me to ask, I'll ask.

“With that girl, right? Your girlfriend.”

You lower your eyes. As if he didn't dare face me. Or maybe you were shocked that I knew about that woman.

"yes..."

"congratulations"

I repeated the same words again.

What can I do? Since the two of us were nothing from the beginning

When did it begin between us? It's been so long that I can barely remember it.

Maybe seven years or something like that.

We don't have anniversaries to count. There are no gifts given on important days.

Of course, because on the important day You have to be with your significant other.

I first met you in a small bar. deepest point of the road Grab a little opportunity when you just broke up with your boyfriend. He was comforted in bed until almost dawn.

The taste of love at that time was both juicy and sweet and smoldering. Imprinted in my heart, I will never forget.

And then from a one-night stand We became partners. A status which has remained the same for seven years.

You have had new boyfriends many times. Everyone is a woman.

But at night you still spend time with me

If you ask me how do I know about your woman? The answer is I don't know. I never interfere in your daily life. Only know what you let me know. and did not intend to investigate the story beyond that.

I just feel it

Your confusion always shows through your actions.

When you're sad The more you will call

And when you hesitate You'll be even hotter

Been with you for seven years I understand you more than I understand myself. At the same time, I don't know anything about you either.

Habit sometimes makes people think that it will never end.

Until I forgot that you, at the age of thirty-one, probably want a stable life, to get married and start a family.

Or maybe I just want to avoid it.

Including now that I don't want to look at the picture of you turning and walking away. Along with placing the room key and key card on the table near the door.

I'm the one who let you hold the key. For when you come to my room You will be able to come upstairs.

That time you were hesitant to accept. Exchanging room keys has a clear meaning for lovers: it is trust.

But for those who are not lovers It looked as if the other party had come to present themselves.

I never thought like that. You yourself are not impressed by this. Our relationship is equally beneficial to both of us. The boundary within this room is the boundary line.

If you go outside We will become strangers.

You keep yourself hidden from the outside world. Even their sexual orientation is kept a closely guarded secret.

But there's one thing I didn't tell you.

Giving you the keys It lets you know that you are always welcome here.

But most of the time you came up with me anyway. There were a few times I called to make an appointment for you to come. Or that you came to see yourself.

No matter what time You can come to me anytime.

Even if it's just a temporary moment where you can release your emotions in this small square room.

The bedroom key was still on the table. Your hands are trembling.

I opened my mouth, thinking of telling you to keep it. On the next thought, he froze. The lips are still open. But not a single word came out.

Then what I wanted to say was swallowed down in my throat.

By the way, I've never brought anyone into my room before. You're the first.

It may sound like a common phrase that many men use to seduce their partners. But it's the truth

I am very protective of my personal space, but for you, I chose to bring you here. Instead of opening the hotel as usual

But I never told you Whether it's true or not, there's no need to tell.

Sweet words are of no use to our relationship.

Your pace is even. Stepping away in a steady rhythm like the pendulum of a clock.

How many times have I seen this picture? You always leave cold. But every time I know you'll come back

Maybe this will be the last time.

Many thoughts flowed through my brain like a film reel. Inside there are memories and feelings that are packed to the brim.

If I hold you beg you not to go Will you come back to me?

And if I say I love you, will things change?

It's as if he knows my thoughts. Your footsteps suddenly sounded confusing. before changing into a quick walking step As if he might change his mind if he turned around.

I look at your back as it disappears behind the door. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Falling softly to the ground

My hands shake, cigarette ash falls down. Bury the tears beneath

I extinguished the nearly burnt out cigarette without having smoked it. The ashtray was full of cold ash.

Just like the seven years that has become just a speck of dust

There was never love between us, there shouldn't be.

Maybe if you turn around

I might tell you I love you

As long as the day I leave

- The End -

Story:

Cream P

Illust: Lonely&SnowyCat