Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 136

After the two left, Yiyeon rubbed her flushed face and glared at Kwon Chaewoo again.

The heat that had surged up to her neck was bewilderment, annoyance, and the shame of being agitated.

In fact, everything was a mess. Yiyeon’s body kept bending backward because Kwon Chaewoo kept trying to burrow deeper into her.

“Ms. Yiyeon…”

“I’ve removed everything that made you uncomfortable, so now just sleep quietly.”

Yiyeon was displeased, but out of a sense of duty, she patted his back, comforting the man who must have been quite surprised and angry. A hint of resignation flickered in Yiyeon’s eyes as she stared at the ceiling, as if resigned to her fate.

“I know you’re sleepy right now.”

“…”

“Don’t stubbornly resist and just close your eyes comfortably.”

Yiyeon bit her lower lip once and let out a long sigh.

“…I’ll stay with you tonight, so let’s just let this incident pass quietly.”

“Hmph…”

“What’s with ‘hmph,’ ‘hmph’!”

Yiyeon lightly hit the man’s large back as if lecturing him. Then, Kwon Chaewoo let out a groan, eut, and scratched her neck with his teeth, his body twitching. If it were his usual nature, he would have bitten, chewed, or strongly sucked Yiyeon as if to tear her off, leaving terrifying bruises like fireworks. But perhaps because of the rules Yiyeon had somewhat established, there was a clear sense of him suppressing his impulses.

“Ms. Yiyeon, my body…”

A hard erection pressed against her as their bodies met, but she deliberately ignored it.

“You’re perfectly normal, and you weren’t subjected to anything. Stop whining about sleep.”

“Haa…”

He wasn’t sick anywhere, but Kwon Chaewoo was hot all over, like someone suffering from a high fever.

“If this is whining about sleep, then you should give me a goodnight kiss.”

“What—”

“Kiss me.”

“…”

“Anyway, I can’t touch Ms. Yiyeon, so if Ms. Yiyeon just takes one step closer—”

Kwon Chaewoo lifted his head and stared directly at Yiyeon.

“Then I’ll take care of everything.”

His drug-hazed, blurry pupils sucked people in like a drain. Something in her body, compressed by the water pressure, tingled. But Yiyeon pushed him away, as if clinging to a rusty railing with both hands.

“Lips are a bit… between us.”

“Then how far can you allow me?”

“…Finger, nail—”

At her words, spoken cautiously, Kwon Chaewoo’s brows immediately furrowed.

“…What’s left after cutting?”

“Ha…!”

Kwon Chaewoo, his eyes twitching painfully, squeezed his brows tightly and embraced Yiyeon again. His prominent nose bridge and eyelashes rubbed wildly against her slender neck.

“No, damn it, who asked you to suck my dick? I just want you to suck my lips.”

Yiyeon barely managed to suppress a hollow laugh. The man, whose pants front was obscenely bulging and who was pathetically pleading, was both ridiculous and absurd.

At the same time, she had to admit that she was always drawn into Kwon Chaewoo’s pace, then as now. It wasn’t Jang Beomhee, nor the woman from just a moment ago, who shook her.

Only this cunning, shameless, and impudent black-haired beast could fundamentally stir Yiyeon.

“Huh? Is that so hard?”

Kwon Chaewoo coaxed skillfully in a voice that was somewhat frighteningly low for nighttime.

“If all the good and bad feelings are gone, at least the sexual bond should remain.”

Kwon Chaewoo’s desperate breath brushed against Yiyeon’s fluttering pulse.

“Have you never thought of me at night? Dreams of us? Have you ever touched yourself thinking of my touch?”

“I… haven’t.”

When Yiyeon spoke, avoiding his gaze, Kwon Chaewoo inhaled sharply, as if his shoulders were crushed by a great gravity.

“How can a person be like that? I, at least…!”

He was about to say something but clamped his mouth shut, his eyebrows furrowed as if hurt. However, Kwon Chaewoo, shamelessly, poured himself onto Yiyeon again, exhaling trembling breaths painfully.

As his upper body, tightly woven with muscle, repeatedly swelled and deflated, Yiyeon suddenly recalled the trainer’s advice.

‘They usually whine like crazy at first. But ignore them. If you don’t get them under control now, your daily life will only get harder.’

‘—Play with them a lot. Ignore and encourage, and reward appropriately. Also, let them smell humans often.’

Yiyeon awkwardly patted his back and mumbled in a somewhat resigned tone.

“Um… they said you can smell me.”

The man, who had been agitated and unable to stay still, suddenly stopped dead. It was a strange silence, as if everything flowing had been abruptly cut off.

“But only the smell.”

Even with just that much permission, Kwon Chaewoo pounced as if he had found a treasure.

“Eut…!”

The problem was that he swallowed Yiyeon’s ear whole. His soft tongue traced the shape of her earlobe and rubbed her earlobe. The sticky sound of saliva shamelessly stimulated Yiyeon’s hearing.

A chill, similar to goosebumps, spread from her shoulder blades to her head, and Yiyeon hunched her shoulders, pushing him away.

“W-wait, you’re crazy, this is…!”

Just then, Kwon Chaewoo’s voice pierced directly into her eardrum.

“Shhh—don’t move. Before I spread your legs and bury my face.”

“…!”

“Or, would that be better?”

The man’s warm breath kept melting into her moist ear canal.

“That’s why, Yiyeon—”

She felt nothing but that she was already ruined and done for, her bewildered head spinning.

“If you come into a dog kennel, what else can you be but dog food?”

Before she could even think, her lips were swallowed this time. The soft touch of his tongue rushed in with his warm breath. It was a strong, rough kiss, so forceful she couldn’t turn her head. Rough breaths and two tongues wildly intertwined, creating a wet, squelching sound. Her properly devoured lips had no chance to open, and she quickly ran out of oxygen.

Kwon Chaewoo was clearly the one who had received the sleeping pill, but why did she feel like she was the one falling into a daze?

“Haa, ah…”

Her ribs ached from how tightly her waist was squeezed, and the back of her neck was already firmly gripped. It was a careless and brutal kiss. Yet, she felt forgotten sensations slowly sharpen.

The tip of his tongue scraped from the soft parts to her firm gums, then to the roof of her mouth. Kwon Chaewoo leisurely stirred inside her mouth, then pushed a low laugh into her. Her body trembled with a thrill.

The lewd sounds of saliva exchanging, and his suppressed groans that then burst forth, made Yiyeon’s mood swing wildly. Despite knowing she should reject him, her entire body flushed hot, and her hands lost all strength.

“…Haa, Ms. Yiyeon might have had to bury me to live, but I couldn’t breathe unless I dragged Ms. Yiyeon out, even if it killed me.”

“Hmph, uh…”

“Then who do you think is more ruthless?”

Kwon Chaewoo, finding his pants uncomfortable, abruptly pulled down his lower garments, revealing his drawers. It was a signal, and Yiyeon felt the familiar threat.

At that moment—.

‘—Just you wait. I’ll make that bastard beg while he’s cumming all over himself, no, I’ll make him beg on his knees and he still won’t be able to cum!’

Why, of all times, did Joo Dong-mi’s words, spoken through gritted teeth, come to mind now?

“Ms. Yiyeon. I was surprised here earlier…”

His erect penis, taut as an arrow, was already wet with pre-ejaculate, darkening the color of his underwear.

Kwon Chaewoo groaned again and pulled Yiyeon into a tight embrace, and the damp, hot animalistic scent stimulated her peripheral nerves without mercy. Yiyeon’s heart pounded surprisingly hard.

“…Yes, definitely.”

At her somewhat dazed and compliant answer, Kwon Chaewoo’s expression subtly brightened.

“Are you finally taking care of and touching Ms. Yiyeon now?”

“No, that’s not it…”

Yiyeon calmly wiped away the man’s saliva that remained as a trace on her lips.

“If you want to eat dog food, you have to lower your head yourself.”

“…!”

Kwon Chaewoo flinched, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, if your dick feels weird enough to make you whimper, you should check it. From now on, you touch it yourself, and you stop when I tell you to stop.”

Yiyeon spread four fingers and curved the corners of her lips.

“Fourth, don’t cum without permission.”

“…Huh?”

“I warned you, don’t spill carelessly.”

“…”

“If you follow this rule, I’ll let you sleep every night, and if you don’t, you’ll pack me a lunchbox every morning.”

Kwon Chaewoo swept his tongue across one cheek, which subtly tasted of blood, and slowly blinked his hazy eyes.

Instead of answering, he grabbed the neckline of his T-shirt, ripped off his top in one swift motion, and pulled down his drawers. His elastic, erect penis sprang out.

The man stared intently at Yiyeon, slowly caressed the glans, then began to rub the shaft gently with his entire palm.

Slowly, nervous wrinkles deepened on his forehead. He lightly rubbed the tip of the glans, stroked the entire long, straight penis, then strongly compressed the flesh. Each time his hand clenched, veins bulged, hssst, huff, his fervent groans warmed the air.

Yiyeon unconsciously watched the scene, mesmerized. Each time Kwon Chaewoo moved his large hand up and down, his forearm, shoulder, abs, and chest successively tensed.

As he knelt there, masturbating, Kwon Chaewoo, perhaps reaching the point of ejaculation, placed one hand on the mattress and bent his waist.

Even while doing so, his penis continued to move up and down, and at a certain point—

“Stop.”

“…!”

Yiyeon, who had been keenly observing the man’s expression, abruptly cut off the flow.

The man flinched greatly, freezing in an awkward state, then scowled fiercely and glared at her.

Yiyeon decided to pull the leash tighter.

“You have to take your hand off.”

“…Haa, Ms. Yiyeon. Why are you doing this to me—”

“Fifth, don’t make me say it twice.”

He looked at her pleadingly with a reddened neck, but Yiyeon remained firm to the end.

After a staring contest mixed with all sorts of heat and cold, Kwon Chaewoo was the first to bite his lip and remove his hand from his penis.

His penis was still heavily throbbing, and perhaps because of the abruptly cut short climax after reaching its limit, the veins bulging on his penis pulsed restlessly.

After some time had passed, Yiyeon gestured with her head as if telling him to start again.

Kwon Chaewoo, his face grim with a mix of faint humiliation and arousal, roughly gripped his dick. He rapidly stroked the flesh, cracking his neck left and right as he eyed his prey.

“Haa, damn it, Yiyeon, So Yiyeon.”

“…”

“You always act first without thinking about the aftermath.”

“Stop right there.”

“Haa… I was wrong.”

He would get angry, then lower his eyebrows again, constantly licking his lips with moist eyes.

“Ms. Yiyeon, I made a mistake.”

As the unquenchable thirst piled up layer by layer, Kwon Chaewoo slowly crumbled. The man, whose ejaculation was repeatedly interrupted, grew more frantic with hunger each time it happened, but he couldn’t say a word to Yiyeon. He only exhaled rough breaths through his teeth.

Ms. Yiyeon, I was wrong. I won’t do it again. I won’t beg. I’ll be quiet. I was reckless. I’m a terrible person. It was all my fault.

His lips, helplessly parted by his boiling breaths, ceaselessly spoke of submission, yet his dissatisfied eyes glared directly at her.

Yiyeon felt a strange satisfaction, thinking, ‘That temperament is indeed difficult to correct.’ The authority to stir him so miserably belonged to only one person.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Kwon Chaewoo was now thrusting his pelvis as if having sex, his penis glistening with pre-ejaculate. At the same time, his eyes, fierce as if to violate Yiyeon, persistently probed between her legs.

“Haa… Ugh, damn it, So Yiyeon. You damn it.”

His beautifully peeled glans roughly moved in and out of his tightly cupped hand. And the moment his sweaty, lewd face crumpled—

“Yes, stop. Right there, stop.”

This time, Kwon Chaewoo, whose whites of his eyes were completely reddened, looked at her resentfully.

“Hmph… My dick hurts, Ms. Yiyeon.”

“Then can you please shut up and sleep quietly?”

“…”

“Mr. Kwon Chaewoo.”

Finally, that name, the old title, was restored.

But the sweet realization was short-lived; at the mere restoration of his name, Kwon Chaewoo helplessly ejaculated.