Chapter 8
At my blunt answer, he smiled vaguely. It was an ambiguous expression, unclear whether he was looking forward to sleeping with me or found it unappealing. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving. He started rummaging through the jacket pocket he had thrown on the desk, pulling out gel and condoms.
Had he been a little late because he was buying those? Making that guess while looking down at his hands, I spoke as casually as possible.
“Ah, by any chance… could you be a bit rough?”
“……”
He turned to look at me, holding the cylindrical gel in his hand. There wasn’t just one tube of gel.
It didn’t seem like he had no desire to do it at all, but I couldn’t understand why his expression had been ambiguous since earlier.
“If you don’t feel like it, it’s fine to just do it normally. There are people who absolutely can’t be rough even when their partner asks for it. That’s just my preference, so I asked once. Don’t worry about it.”
As soon as I finished speaking, a force that suddenly grabbed the belt of my robe made me stagger and get pulled close in front of the man. His lower body pressed against mine.
“How rough? This much? Or…”
This time, my robe was stripped off in an instant. The robe that was pulled down as if being torn on both sides caught on my elbows.
“This much?”
The color of his eyes looking at me had changed. The transparent innocence like a harmless herbivore had disappeared, replaced by a blazing gleam. Along with the feeling of fire igniting somewhere in my blood vessels, sexual desire arose immediately.
The man hooked his index finger on his tie knot and slid it down, then began quickly unbuttoning his shirt starting from the sleeve cuffs.
“We can skip the shower, right?”
As he was about to pounce with his shirt unbuttoned only to his chest, I stopped his shoulder and explained the final rule.
“Ignore it even if I resist and refuse.”
The man’s eyes contorted.
“But when I really don’t like it… I’ll say ‘darling.’ When that happens, stop for sure. Can you do that?”
“……”
The man who had frozen soon laughed as if he couldn’t believe it. Running his fingers through his hair to mess it up, he touched his lower lip. It looked more like he was trying to control his emotions rather than being lost in thought.
The next moment, he withdrew his hand and looked at me again with eyes that truly looked angry this time.
“Just how many ‘darlings’ have there been until now?”
He clearly looked angry, but was forcibly suppressing it. At his sneering face with added laughter, my excitement only grew deeper. The contradictory instinct that wanted to provoke and challenge the other person, clash and break, and ultimately be subdued and become free through that, writhed within me.
“Do you care about a one-night stand partner’s past too?”
When I smirked to provoke him more, he snorted. Then he randomly shook the belt of my robe. The belt, which had been in a loosened state, came undone very easily. My shoulders, chest, and groin were exposed, and the robe only precariously covered a very small part of my body.
His gaze that swept over my exposed naked body finally stopped at what was perhaps naturally the center of my body.
“Someone who waits for a man without even wearing underwear—their past is obvious, isn’t it?”
Already stimulated just by the shame of exposing my private parts in front of someone in a suit, my insides throbbed at being treated as a promiscuous person.
The moment I bit my lower lip at this unexpected additional stimulation, he suddenly grabbed one side of the robe. My staggering body was dragged and collided with his, and his lips pressed close to my ear. He had a high body temperature.
“You like hearing things like this too, don’t you?”
“……”
Heat rose to my face. So he had deliberately thrown those words to stimulate me after seeing through my preferences.
I didn’t care if I was just a pervert interested in coercive sex. But he seemed to be quite perceptive. I was lucky.
“You seem to be the one restless with anticipation.”
I stepped back from being pressed close between his legs and shot back without backing down. I tried to pull up the robe that was awkwardly hanging on my elbows, but he stopped me.
He strongly twisted and gripped the robe draped over my left arm like grabbing someone by the collar. The robe’s sleeve tightened around my arm and my body was pulled in front of him again.
“Hng.”
He licked up my exposed nipple intensely with his entire tongue. To stop the moan that burst out without any chance to restrain it, I bit my lips.
“Now that I can do whatever I want with this body, is there anyone who wouldn’t be excited?”
“I don’t remember… saying you could do, whatever you, want.”
When I tried to push away his shoulder with my right hand, this time he twisted and gripped the robe on my right arm as well. Before I knew it, I was in a state where both my arms were bound by him.
“Until you say ‘darling,’ it’s however I want, right?”
Still sitting on the desk, he bent his waist further and looked up at me with his eyes raised. His high nose tip was right in front of my chest. The hot breath coming in and out of his slightly parted lips tickled my nipples.
Unable to put on or take off the robe with both arms restrained, I tried to twist my shoulders back. But it was futile. My resistance couldn’t interfere with him. There was a difference in physique, and even my posture was disadvantageous.
“Your areolas… are so puffy, like they’re swollen.”
His face, absorbed in my chest, was as serious as a researcher, fanning my shame. Muttering like he was talking to himself continued.
“Who sucked on them a lot?”
“There are so many people who want to suck on them.”
His eyes slowly looked up again.
“I wasn’t asking you.”
It was ordinary speech, but I noticed he was expressing displeasure.
There were people who cared about the past even with partners other than those they had ongoing relationships with or romantic interests. The stronger the desire to conquer, the more pronounced this tendency was. Sometimes they set up scenarios of jealousy and interrogation for more tense play. Whatever the cause, this seemed to be his switch. Something I could use to incite and provoke him.
“They say once you bite them, you don’t want to let go. That they’re bulging and fun to suck.”
As expected, his face visibly contorted.
“You want to stimulate me like that?”
He applied more force to his grip that was twisting the robe and pulled my two arms forward. My arms gathered in front of my lower abdomen like wearing handcuffs. My chest, pushed from both sides, created a shallow cleavage.
His particularly red tongue burrowed into the top of the cleavage. With his tongue tip erected stiffly, he slowly scraped down the cleavage from top to bottom. He bit and chewed the underside of my prominently rising chest muscles, and sometimes licked my entire chest with his tongue as if drawing unknown shapes. But he absolutely never touched the protrusions.
“Hng, hh.”
I couldn’t hide my roughening breath. Even though he wasn’t sucking where I wanted him to suck, the fact that he was deliberately avoiding it made me even more conscious of my nipples.
The moment he pressed the edge of my areola with his tongue tip and looked up at me, I used the strength of my entire body instead of just my arms to escape from his grasp.
However, the room wasn’t wide enough for a chase. As soon as I showed my back, my arm was caught by him. The robe that was already loosely draped flowed down further, and the hem was stepped on by my feet. The disheveled appearance of being neither dressed nor undressed made the situation even more stimulating.
He embraced my torso tightly with one arm from behind and laughed low near my ear.
“I haven’t washed my hands… so I’ll put on a condom.”
Pulled by the force drawing my body, I stumbled backwards and was dragged in front of the desk again. He opened the condom he had taken out with the gel with one hand. During this, he continued to lightly bite various spots on my exposed nape and shoulders. With my bound arms that could barely move below the elbows, I clawed at his thighs. The thighs filled with firmly tensed muscles kept bouncing out of my hands.
One condom wrapper fluttered and fell to the floor. While I was looking down at it, his large hand with a condom on his middle finger spread the already open front of the robe wider and went between my legs.
“Uh, hh…”
The hand that pushed up my testicles and entered further back rubbed my entire groin back and forth as if wiping underneath. All of this was happening within my field of vision.
“Hah, ha. Hng.”
I dug my short nails into his arm that crossed over my chest. Moans like trembling burst out. He licked my nape intensely and came up to take my earlobe in his mouth. His breath as he trapped flesh between his teeth and chewed wasn’t regular either. The touch rubbing my crotch was also getting rougher. The lubricant on the condom made the friction feel even more strange.
It had been too long since I enjoyed foreplay with another person. I didn’t think I could last much longer.
“Hng, hngh…”
I bent my knees outward and awkwardly lowered my body to spread my legs wider. As if demanding more lewd and obscene acts.
He who had been chewing my earlobe spat out a short curse and gripped the sensitive skin tightly. Then he began pressing the hole of my buttocks with his condom-covered middle finger.
“Why is it soft? Was someone else in this room last night too?”
It was because I had prepared in advance while showering, but there was no reason to tell the truth. It would be much better to let him misunderstand.
He bit my shoulder. Not lightly chewing like before. He bared his teeth and applied force to his jaw.
“Ungh!”
For a moment, I thought about saying that leaving marks wasn’t okay. Then I quickly remembered that all the photo shoots were already finished. There were no work plans at all for the time being. Besides, I didn’t want to interrupt the pleasure.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
