TATMFL - 36

That day, Do-Kyung kept his promise and dropped her off in front of her house before leaving.  

Throughout the weekdays, he seemed to honor their agreement—there was no sign of him at all.  

He didn’t come looking for cocktails, nor did he spend time idling at cafés. It even appeared that he had stopped attending classes, as there were no recent sightings of him.  

Thanks to this, Ra-on was able to enjoy a peaceful few days focusing on her own tasks. But ironically, every now and then, thoughts of Do-Kyung would creep into her mind. She found herself wishing he would continue to stay away, even on the weekends, without seeking her out.  

Ra-on let out a small sigh and leaned back against the bench.  

It seemed spring was approaching—the weather had become pleasantly warm. The sunlight filtering through the bare tree branches felt cozy, perfect for an afternoon nap.  

Just as Ra-on closed her eyes to soak in the spring air after spending the previous day working tirelessly on campus, a gentle voice called out to her.  

“Ra-on-ah.”  

She opened her eyes, which had almost drifted off to sleep, and turned her head. There stood Hye-sung, neatly dressed and beaming as he waved both hands at her.  

“You’re here?”  

Suppressing her heavy eyelids weighed down by fatigue, she greeted him. Hye-sung sat beside her, his expression apologetic.  

“I’m sorry. Were you sleeping?”  

“No, I was just about to close my eyes. Don’t worry, you didn’t wake me.”  

It had only been a week since she last saw Hye-sung face-to-face.  

He looked healthier than the last time she saw him, and it seemed like he had even gained a little weight over the past week. Watching him, Ra-on couldn’t help but smile faintly.  

He had promised to take good care of her while she was in the hospital—and it seemed he hadn’t been lying.  

“It’s been a while.”  

“Yeah, it really has.”  

Hye-sung chuckled awkwardly, scratching the bridge of his nose, and fidgeted with his fingers. Then, cautiously, he asked,  

“Have you been doing well?”  

“We talked on the phone this morning, Hye-sung-ah. What could’ve happened in such a short time?”  

Ra-on burst into laughter, pretending as if his question was absurd.  

She knew exactly why he had asked—it was his way of apologizing for disappearing without contact and only checking in via phone calls for a while.  

“I’m not the type to get upset over not seeing someone who’s busy with private tutoring, you know.”  

Outwardly, she acted as though she knew nothing about what had happened to him that day.  

The only thing she “knew” was that Hye-sung had been incredibly busy with his tutoring schedule over the past week, leaving him no time to meet anyone.  

Thinking back to how obsessively he had called her every day, talking endlessly about his tutoring, Ra-on asked,  

“So, how’s the tutoring going?”  

Seeing Ra-on’s calm demeanor, unchanged from usual, Hye-sung visibly relaxed and nodded. He had been discharged from the hospital two days ago and had resumed his tutoring sessions, which had been paused due to circumstances.  

“The mock exams and midterms overlapping made things a bit tough, but overall, it’s manageable. It’s actually kind of fun.”  

“I’m glad to hear that.”  

“How about you? How’s your project coming along?”  

“Hmm… It’s a bomb. Assignments, exams…”  

Ra-on grimaced briefly before answering, prompting Hye-sung to furrow his brows in concern.  

“Are you so busy that you can’t find time on weekends?”  

“Uh, well…”  

Ra-on evaded the question, naturally shifting her gaze upward as if she had intended to look at the sky from the start.  

Because of her uncertain arrangement with Do-Kyung, she had already declined Hye-sung’s offer to have lunch together tomorrow, despite his suggestion earlier that morning. She had also turned down plans with others for similar reasons.  

Seeing Ra-on’s awkwardness, Hye-sung smiled wryly and changed the subject.  

“Oh, right. One of my new tutoring students’ parents gave me some ginseng. Let’s have some, Ra-on-ah.”  

“Huh?”  

“They gave me other stuff too. I’ll bring it over to your place later.”  

Hye-sung’s eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of being able to give her something.  

Watching him count off the things he could give her, Ra-on momentarily lost her words, her lips pressed tightly shut.  

This vibrant side of Hye-sung was something she had never seen before.  

He had always been the type to smile quietly, as if his light might flicker out at any moment. But now, he was grinning widely enough to reveal his pearly whites, acting as though the misfortune he had faced was nothing, as if nothing had happened at all.  

Watching him, Ra-on suddenly spoke.  

“Do you remember that time, Hye-sung-ah?”

“Huh?”

Hye-sung, who had been staring at her phone, turned her pale face toward Ra-on.

“In the first year of middle school, I almost died saving you when you fell down the stairs.”

“Ah.”

With a shallow sigh, Hye-sung blinked.

Even now, the thought of the doctor’s opinion—that if they had arrived at the hospital just a little later, she could have suffered severe brain damage from the bleeding—made her dizzy. Unlike Ra-on, who ended up with just a crutch, 15-year-old Hye-sung had barely escaped death’s door.

And yet, the first thing Hye-sung said when she woke up a week later was, “Is Ra-on okay?”

Remembering that, Ra-on cautiously began to speak.

“Do you regret what happened that day?”

“Huh?”

Hye-sung narrowed her eyes and let out a baffled laugh, as if she had just heard something absurd.

“Regret? What are you talking about, Ra-on?”

“…….”

“If I had regretted it, I wouldn’t have jumped in to save you in the first place. I knew it was dangerous.”

Saying the same thing as she had back then, Hye-sung smiled brightly.

“But because of that, I got such a good friend, didn’t I?”

“…….”

Ra-on’s mouth, which had been about to say something, closed tightly. But soon, she smiled faintly, following his lead, and opened her mouth slightly.

“Me too.”

“Huh?”

Hye-sung tilted her head at Ra-on’s mumbling. Ra-on shook her head and muttered to herself.

That’s why I don’t regret the choices I made for you, Hye-sung.

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“Ugh…!”

Her grip on the sheets tightened. Every time Do-kyung thrust upward, muffled moans escaped from the pillow.

Ra-on, who was desperately trying to hold back her moans, didn’t seem to realize that it only made things more stimulating.

Do-kyung’s thrusts grew even more intense.

As his thick, hard cock plunged inside, he grabbed her bouncing breasts and stuck out his tongue.

His tongue licked up the sweat beads pooling along her curved back, leaving a wet trail as it moved higher.

Above, his tongue traced each bump of her spine as if trying to peel it apart, while below, he pounded her so hard that her buttocks seemed to crumple.

Every time his tongue moved more messily, her inner walls clenched tightly around him.

“Ah…!”

Do-kyung, quick to notice that her moans had become more alluring, let out a small laugh.

And in that moment.

“Ugh?!”

Ra-on’s wide pupils turned to look at Do-kyung. Her eyes were moist, as if she had been crying.

Gripping her buttocks tightly, Do-kyung pulled his hardened length halfway out before slamming back in deeply. A rough breath spilled over Ra-on’s lower back.

His sturdy chest rose and fell heavily.

That was the beginning.

The force with which he plunged into her wet entrance grew stronger.

The junction between them was already foaming, dripping with combined fluids.

Between her spread thighs, a deep desire swirled in his eyes as he stared intently at the obscene sight.

The way he flexibly thrust his member into her wet hole was elastic.

“Ah, ah, ugh…!”

Ra-on’s body shook violently under the force of his thrusts.

Given the position, his cock reached even deeper. It hit so deep, almost reaching her cervix, that she felt uncomfortably full.

Squelch, squelch! The sound of their bodies colliding echoed lewdly.

And every time, Ra-on could only bite her lip harder.

“Ah, ah…”

The more she tried to hold back her moans, the more Do-kyung’s defiance grew. Looking down at her as if annoyed, he thrust even harder.

He wanted to see her face, her expression. In one swift motion, Do-kyung flipped Ra-on over. Holding her knees firmly, he positioned her soles toward the ceiling and drove his length down into her.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

Her breasts swayed in rhythm with the piston-like thrusts.

Do-kyung, who had been watching with bloodshot eyes, suddenly spoke.

“Ra-on.”

His voice was rough, like gravel scraping against stone.

“You need to answer, Ra-on. Huh?”

“Ah, yes!”

Whenever Ra-on failed to respond, he punished her by thrusting harder, thud, thud! in short, forceful strokes. Each time the tip of his arousal hit her cervix, a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, making her breath hitch.

An unbearable wave of pleasure surged, and white flashes flickered before her eyes.

“W-wait, ah!”

Do-kyung said something, but it didn’t register.

She felt like she was going to die. The sensation of his dark red length forcing its way in and out of her entrance felt even more blatant through her heated core.

The movement of his arousal, plunging in as if it might tear her apart, was downright threatening.

It felt like an electric current was running through her body, starting from her lower abdomen. Her limbs tingled.

“Ah, ah, ah!”

The pleasure was so intense that she couldn’t even think to cover her mouth as moans spilled out. Ra-on’s entire body stiffened.

Realizing she was nearing her climax, Do-kyung increased his pace. The sensation of his release, already stretched to its limit, quickly reached its peak.

“Ah!”

“Ha…”

As he pushed all the way to the hilt, his pelvic bone pressed against her. Thick semen spilled out, hitting her cervix like a hammer.

Ra-on’s plump breasts heaved roughly up and down.

Tears that had pooled throughout the sex finally spilled over, streaming down from beneath her red, swollen eyelids.

Her lower lips twitched like an afterglow, clenching around him.

Do-kyung, who couldn’t possibly miss this, chuckled as he thrust shallowly.

“I’ve thought this before, but… I guess being forced is your thing, huh, our junior?”

“Wh-what, ah…!”

His thrusts began to pick up speed.

“You always say no, but you’re the first to go along with it. Even now, you’re clinging to me, telling me not to stop.”

“Ah…!”

“You’re going to break me, Ra-on.”