Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 93

Puck, as his penis thrust in, Yiyeon bit her lower lip and endured the vibrations of her inner wall.

“Hmph…!”

A tight volume filled the split space of her vulva.

“Ms. Yiyeon, try to relax a bit.”

As the thing that had recklessly filled the narrow passage slowly withdrew, Yiyeon exhaled as if in relief.

Kwon Chaewoo lightly held her neck with one hand, savoring her soft skin. Considering his usual grip, it was a loose, almost slack touch, yet Yiyeon felt stifled, as if she were bound or leashed.

“Ah—, Ms. Yiyeon, you usually don’t listen to me, do you?”

His penis, which had barely been hooked by the glans, slammed back into the very root.

“Haaah…!”

Yiyeon’s forehead hit the bathroom wall.

“I was the one who listened well, you only made me do things.”

Kwon Chaewoo pressed his lower body tightly against her buttocks and twisted her pelvis. Yiyeon’s lower body grew hot just by standing still, so she couldn’t properly heed the man’s harsh voice.

“Haaah…!”

Her body swayed slightly, and her breathing quickened. Every time his long, massive penis thrust in, her buttocks stung as if they had been beaten. It wasn’t just his large penis, but Kwon Chaewoo himself, who was pushing in.

The man unhooked Yiyeon’s bra and held her full breasts, overflowing in his hands. Her breasts swayed roundly, and her nipples were pressed down and compressed. Heated breaths escaped involuntarily, and her lower body tightened.

Yiyeon tightly shut her eyes and endured this familiar arousal. But an unsettling feeling accumulated in her chest.

“Hmph, aah, Chaewoo. This kind of thing, I don’t like this—”

“You don’t like it?”

She didn’t answer, suppressing the rising moans.

“You don’t like having sex?”

“Ugh…”

“Then would it have been better if it wasn’t me?”

The thrusting force was so strong that she gasped for breath.

“When I asked who I was, to a wife who couldn’t even properly answer—”

His penis, filling her body, poked her inner wall at an odd angle.

“Do I have to politely ask for permission?”

Yiyeon couldn’t even scream at the new pleasure that made her head tingle, she just opened her jaw.

He was raging as if he had reached climax from the very beginning. Every time he thrust his penis, the hand gripping the woman’s neck tightened.

“Ha, aahk.”

“Don’t show weakness now. You have to keep being brazen to be So Yiyeon.”

His beastly breath, blowing into her ear, was hot.

“Turn your head.”

As Yiyeon helplessly turned her head, her lower lip was suddenly bitten. The force licking behind her teeth and entangling her weak tongue was coercive.

He poked under Yiyeon’s tongue and drank the saliva that gushed out like a hungry person. He continued to press her, taking away all of Yiyeon’s breath.

“Haaah…”

At the same time, his hand moved down Yiyeon’s lower abdomen and began rubbing her clitoris. A hot chill spread through her entire body, and her legs trembled.

Even when she tried to pull Kwon Chaewoo’s hand away, his hand, with prominent veins, was as still as a stone. Only her clitoris, hardened like a seed, was mercilessly pressed and rubbed.

“Haaah, hmph…!”

Vaginal fluid flowed from her vaginal wall, and her inner wall tightened. Then a gnashing moan fell from behind him. He gripped Yiyeon’s breasts as if to burst them and fiercely sucked her tongue. Her messily wet perineum was hot, as if steaming.

“Ugh, ugh, hmph…!”

“Your mouth tastes like blood, Ms. Yiyeon.”

The man licked his lips and frowned. Blood was gathering again at the corner of her mouth, which had been split open from being hit by her cousin.

“I guess I sucked too hard.”

“Haaah, ah!”

For a moment, she felt the urge to urinate, but he barely slowed down. His penis rushed rapidly. Yiyeon’s hips twitched helplessly at the glans, roughly scraping her inner wall.

“What do I care about? Sweat, blood, pussy juice, I’d eat it all if I could get it.”

Kwon Chaewoo again wiped the increasing blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue and pushed it into her.

“Ugh…!”

A metallic taste of blood spread in her mouth. Yiyeon frowned, but Kwon Chaewoo smiled deeply and pulled on Yiyeon’s lips, sucking them.

Below, his thick penis moved in and out, and her body swayed frantically. Puck, puck, his lower body thrusting strongly was painful and thrilling. The man put Yiyeon’s ear in his mouth and mumbled, chewed, and even bit her cheek. He strongly kneaded Yiyeon’s squirming buttocks, and her urge to urinate grew stronger.

“I, I’m weird. Stop it! Hmph, haaah…!”

“You’re not the only one who’s weird, so don’t feel wronged. I’m probably more fucked up.”

Chulpeok, chulbeok, Kwon Chaewoo moved in and out of her weakly parted opening in a messy way.

“Haaah…”

He pressed his chest tightly against her delicate back and poohk, poohk, stabbed and thrust. His eyes, crazed with excitement, were, on the contrary, terribly expressionless, so he relentlessly pressed against her inner wall.

‘Kwon Chaewoo, just one promise. Ugh…!’

At that moment, a faint but clear voice flashed through his mind like a shooting star. For a moment, Kwon Chaewoo gasped as if his heart had stopped.

‘…Never, ugh, never look for your memories.’

He shook his head at the sudden afterimage. He frowned and focused even more on his hip thrusts. His heart, which had begun to beat irregularly, regardless of sex, was unwelcome. So he straightened his cock even more and pounded the inside of her vaginal opening. It was an instinctive sense of crisis.

‘Even if my past self returns, why would we change? I’m so obsessed with you, Ms. Yiyeon. What are you so afraid of?’

It was his own voice, but strictly speaking, it wasn’t him. Not recorded words, but living, moving emotions flowed in like water. Sweat dripped from his suddenly contorted nose bridge. Kwon Chaewoo bit his lower lip and tapped his buzzing head with the inside of his wrist.

“Don’t need it.”

“Hmph, what?”

Yiyeon asked again, but Kwon Chaewoo just clenched his jaw and concentrated on his thrusts.

‘If I tell you not to leave me, regardless of whether it’s dangerous or an urgent situation, do I seem like a woman who doesn’t know the ways of the world? Still… if I ask you to take me wherever it is, can you do that?’

‘I just instinctively save you and chase after you every moment. Sometimes it might seem selfish like now, but what can I do when you’re already the standard of my world?’

But again, a feeling of being sharply cut in the chest made his stomach churn.

“Fuck…”

Kwon Chaewoo thrust his glans, which had been pounding the vaginal ceiling, all the way to the root and sealed the entrance. In that state, he aimed for the deepest part and rocked his hips. As he pressed and rubbed every corner of her erogenous zones, his back muscles clearly rippled.

“Haaah, hmph…!”

She made a sound like a sob and twisted her waist.

Kwon Chaewoo consciously eliminated the rising thoughts and focused on one idea.

“Ms. Yiyeon, I hate things that cannot be spoken aloud.”

When he returned to his family home at thirteen, the boy rejected everyone. His family was consistently careful and gentle, like handling broken glass, but his birth parents and his three older brothers all felt unfamiliar. No matter how much they talked about blood ties, they only seemed like obstacles who had separated him and his mother.

Time passed, but nothing improved. Far from opening his heart, he locked it even tighter and obsessed only over his cello.

His rejection of his family grew as severe as a disease, and if anyone so much as touched him, he would immediately bite.

That child, who never made a human sound, only played the cello in the darkness.

The boy, who was inevitably isolated from his family, was eventually sent abroad, his identity thoroughly concealed.

There was only one thing he wanted to say. But he also knew well that he must never utter it.

For his mother, who had not yet been caught.

The boy buried that thought, and buried it again, until his insides rotted.

That he missed his mother, no, that kidnapper, that he wanted to see her. That he wanted to go back to that kidnapper.

“I’m sick and tired of being dramatic now.”

“Haaah, hmph…!”

His glans repeatedly plunged into the deeply hidden spot of her inner wall. He hugged Yiyeon’s lower abdomen even tighter and gnawed at her nape.

Their raw flesh was intertwined. The climax was near.

“Haaahk…!”

Flashes exploded frantically before her eyes, and for a moment, her mind went completely blank. Yiyeon’s lower abdomen repeatedly contracted as if convulsing. Nevertheless, the man embraced Yiyeon, whose legs had given out, and continued his hip thrusts.

As far as she remembered, Kwon Chaewoo never ejaculated in the end.

“Sa, save me…!”

Where had that face gone, the one that had acted like a predator, only screaming?

Kwon Chaewoo pulled the green tape from the man’s mouth and the cloth stuffed inside. So Yiyeon’s cousin was already shriveled in fear. It was obvious from the dirt and blood clinging stickily from head to toe.

“Did you bury him?”

“Yes, there are so many mountains nearby.”

It was Jang Beomhee, standing next to him, who answered. He bowed his head briefly out of politeness.

“So there are a bunch of these worm-like creatures.”

The cousin flinched at the emotionless voice.

Suddenly, Kwon Chaewoo grabbed the edge of the trunk and bent deeply at the waist. His eyes, scanning the man like compacted garbage, gleamed sharply even in the darkness.

“Did you learn nothing but tormenting others at home?”

“…!”

“Don’t be nervous. I also only learned knife and axe work at home. Maybe we have something in common.”

His unreadable, expressionless face slowly turned up at the corners of his lips. But it was too empty to be a smile, and too significant to be a simple movement.

The cousin’s heart pounded as if it were racing with a strange premonition. So Yiyeon, who on earth did you meet…!

“From now on, a truly terrible bastard will cling to you.”

“…!”

“Perhaps for the rest of your life, until you die.”

“Sa, save me. Please save me…!”

The cousin began to plead desperately. Pride, once buried in the ground, had become utterly useless the moment he was retrieved.

But Kwon Chaewoo stuffed the cloth back into the man’s mouth and continued in a low voice.

“You’ll encounter him every time you marry, have children, and live happily. At your wedding, on the kindergarten shuttle, in the alley in front of your house. You’ll never be able to shake off that shadow, and you’ll definitely do something foolish.”

“…”

“Go ahead, struggle.”

Suddenly, a chilling voice gripped his jaw and lifted it. His trembling body, with arms bound, looked pathetic no matter how you looked at it.

Kwon Chaewoo slammed the trunk shut again. An unintelligible scream echoed from within, but the sound was faint.

“The night is long for me.”