Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 24

The petals that filled both hands suddenly scattered in the wind.

What the man held was clearly an acacia flower, but Yeon couldn’t understand why it reminded her of a chicken’s neck he had once gnawed on. Yeon swallowed dryly.

Just then, an acacia flower suddenly entered her mouth.

“You have to show me first.”

His cool face was expressionless. Kwon Chaewoo merely observed her intently, as if studying her.

“……Mmm.”

Yeon, taken by surprise, sucked on the acacia. A gaze so intense it felt like it would burn settled on her lips.

“One more time.”

He put the flower into Yeon’s mouth again. His cold fingers touched her plump lower lip and then withdrew.

“Is it delicious?”

“Mmm… It was delicious when I was little, but it’s not that sweet now. There are so many other snacks these days…”

“Then how do you use your tongue?”

“Huh?”

She widened her eyes as if she had heard something truly strange.

“If you look here, there’s a hole where honey comes out—”

He pointed to the tip of the acacia and continued.

“Ms. Yeon, do you just suck it and that’s it?”

“Oh…”

“Wouldn’t you have to put your tongue pointedly into the hole to eat it all the way? It’d be a waste to leave some. Try doing it that way.”

This time, he simply handed her the flower, as if telling her to try it herself. Yeon knew she was being swept into the man’s rhythm, but strangely, she couldn’t refuse.

She glanced at Kwon Chaewoo and began to gently lick the tip of the acacia. Her red tongue, carefully emerging between her teeth, was so clumsy it was almost agonizing. A soft chuckle escaped right in front of her nose. Yeon, her face instantly red, added,

“I don’t usually do it this way!”

“Then how?”

“I just lightly chew the tip…”

“Chew it?”

“Yes, if you chew it like that, the remaining honey bursts out…”

Kwon Chaewoo looked at her with a damp gaze, like a low-hanging shadow. Yeon gradually lowered her voice, as if avoiding a swamp that would swallow her whole if she stepped any closer.

“That’s good. It would be delicious to eat it that way too.”

Kwon Chaewoo also began to suck on the flower. He stared intently at Yeon, rolling his tongue in his mouth. His hollowed-out cheeks looked smooth.

“Ms. Yeon.”

Just then, he reached out and firmly rubbed Yeon’s lips. As she stepped back, the man said nonchalantly,

“You got something on you.”

That couldn’t be true. It was utterly ridiculous. But even with that obvious excuse, Yeon felt a flush of heat.

“I guess I prefer to peel things off.”

The wind blew relentlessly.

The moment the front door slammed shut, their lips met in a frantic rush.

Kwon Chaewoo pushed her against the wall and sucked on her lower lip. His hot tongue desperately rummaged inside her mouth, sweeping over her mucous membranes. His large hand pulled her hair, tilting her head back. Then his tongue went deeper.

“Hoo…”

Yeon shivered at the unfamiliar sensation. She had never imagined she could connect so deeply with another person.

The man bit and chewed her lips, pushing his tongue in. When their flesh intertwined and the root of her tongue was swallowed, all extraneous thoughts vanished. She gasped for breath, trying to accommodate his thick, pressing presence.

“Haaah…!”

Wait, just a moment…

How, how did it end up like this…?

They were just sharing a flower amicably!

Yeon, her mind hazy, replayed the recent events.

Under the sunset, there was a strange atmosphere, as if something was swelling. As she was deeply immersed in this unfamiliar feeling for the first time, Kwon Chaewoo, with a terrifying expression, suddenly pulled her into the house. That was the beginning.

Even in her daze, she pushed him once. The more she did, the more he changed his angle, pressing his lips against hers more wetly. He clung to her persistently, rubbing against her. Their lips sucked and tongues entwined, constantly mixing in a dizzying way.

She pushed his chest again.

“…!”

As if waiting, their eyes met. His gaze was cool, the exact opposite of their passionately intertwined lips.

As she flinched and tried to pull away, he, sensing her intention, became rougher. He hugged her tightly and bit and sucked on her lips, still sweet with flower nectar.

The sound of their tongues intertwining was sensual. He swept over her faint moans. Yeon’s body involuntarily trembled.

This shouldn’t be happening.

A bright red warning light flashed in her mind.

Break free.

Yeon hit his shoulder with a somewhat forceful thump. The man nonchalantly changed the angle of his face and walked towards the sofa.

“Mmmph…!”

Yeon now actively and unhesitatingly hit his shoulders and neck. She turned her head to avoid his lips and twisted her tightly held waist.

But the more she tried to escape, the stronger his binding force became. Kwon Chaewoo leisurely rubbed the roof of her mouth, even smiling.

Even as they stumbled over the armrest and fell, the kiss didn’t stop. The man, naturally positioned above Yeon, strongly sucked her tongue before pulling his lips away.

Their wet skin separated with a sound.

“…”

“…”

His excited breaths were sensual. For some reason, his sharp eyes were as sensitive as a hungry wild animal.

“I wonder what my wife would say if I suggested we have marital relations here.”

“Uh… uh…”

Her mind went blank, and she merely gasped for breath. Yeon couldn’t think of anything.

Something thick and hard was pressing against her abdomen. Even she, with no experience, couldn’t fail to know it was an erect penis. The heavy, pressing weight urged an answer.

“…We’ve been platonic, though?”

“That was in the past.”

Kwon Chaewoo dismissed it, his eyes narrowing.

“Do I look like the same person as Kwon Chaewoo back then?”

Yeon’s eyes wavered.

“I don’t think so.”

He gave a strange, eye-crinkling smile.

“Forget about that premature ejaculator and let’s play with your new lover.”

Surely the initiative in this relationship was hers. Yeon suddenly felt as if she was being swept away by another rapid current.

He lowered his head and bit her lip.

“I’ll be good and obedient from now on.”

His tongue, sweeping over her mucous membrane and pushing in, stole her saliva. Unlike the initial rough biting of her skin, his lips met hers quite softly, tenderly. But his gaze, piercing her, was insolent.

“If Ms. Yeon says pull out, I’ll pull out, and if you say push in, I’ll push in.”

He bit Yeon’s T-shirt like a dog gnawing on something. As the fabric was caught between his teeth, her chest was scraped by his front teeth. Yeon unnecessarily tensed her toes.

“That’s… that’s a bit difficult for me…”

“What do you mean?”

Being mindlessly swept away once was enough. Yeon searched for usable words as if flipping through a dictionary.

“Mr. Kwon Chaewoo probably wouldn’t want to do it with me either.”

It was then that he subtly frowned.

“…I’m a block of wood.”

“…”

“Did you hear? I’m that famous block of wood.”

That one sentence instantly cut through the tense air.

“As I said last time, our sizes don’t match, so there’s pain during intercourse. I’m naturally a block of wood, so I just lie there expressionless from beginning to end. Doesn’t that sound boring just hearing about it?”

“It’s interesting.”

“Huh?”

Kwon Chaewoo smiled, his eyes not moving at all.

“It’s interesting to see how long you can keep equivocating like that.”

“…!”

Her expression instantly hardened.

“From now on, Ms. Yeon will have to show a more faithful side. If we truly married out of love.”

Yeon’s fingertips trembled at his probing gaze.

“Next time, I plan to get excited and rush at you just like today, and ask the same question. Just know that it would be beneficial for your well-being to have a proper answer ready by then.”

He lifted Yeon and properly seated her on the sofa.

It was truly awkward to have to share a blanket again with someone with whom she had just had an unexpected kiss and then awkwardly separated.

While Yeon was showering, Kwon Chaewoo seemed to have stopped by her office, as he was holding a familiar book.

“Ms. Yeon, have sweet dreams.”

“…Mr. Kwon Chaewoo?”

“You go to sleep first, I’ll read this for a bit and then sleep.”

He turned off the light in the second-floor bedroom and entered. Now, only the subtle light from the bedside lamp illuminated the room. The man lifted the blanket and got in, leaning his back against the headboard.

The rustling sound of turning pages was as silent as dawn.

“…”

Yeon also couldn’t sleep. She had taken a long nap, so her eyes were wide awake even though it was close to midnight.

Eventually, Yeon, wrapped tightly in the blanket, began to observe the man’s profile. Quietly absorbing the text, he was as refined as a different person.

She was helplessly swayed by his simple demeanor, focused only on the paper, when just moments ago he had been pressing his intensely aroused penis against her.

It seemed she was the only one bothered by their bellies touching and legs entwined. She became nervous, constantly checking his reactions even to trivial words or meaningless movements.

Then, thump, Kwon Chaewoo closed the book.