“Yeah, I’m right here.” I didn’t know what was coming out of my mouth, but he replied to everything I said with composure. As it pounded into me, his member was hot. Tears spilled out naturally, and my hips tensed as if they had never lost strength. But in the next moment, his member plunged deep, making me collapse on the floor again. Still wrapped around his waist, my legs trembled.
“Ah, ahh, ah!” I couldn’t hold myself together and scratched at the floor. Then, he pulled me toward him.
“You’ll hurt yourself,” he said, then he gathered my hands and held them in one hand. My body bounced up and down as he held onto me. I reached my peak in no time. Despite spilling out white fluid, he didn’t let me go. Rather, he buried himself deeper into me and asked, “Did you feel good?”
I nodded, feeling the afterglow of release.
“I’ll make you feel even better so that I can be the only one who can satisfy you,” he said then started to pound into me again.
“Ah, ah! Ah! W-wait! Ah!”
“Don’t think about anything. Just think about me, only me,” he whispered as he grabbed onto me and shook me.
And so, I replied to him continuously. “Okay, yes, yes. I won’t think about anything. I’ll just think about you. Just you, Haeseo. I’ll think only of you.” I repeated this so many times that I felt like it would come true. I couldn’t think at all. My brain was white with pleasure, and I simply screamed his name over and over. “Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo.”
Haeseo Nam, my love.
Finally, he kissed my forehead, and I think he whispered, “You did well so far, for thinking long and hard…”
* * *
At long last, the morning was beautiful. I had no nightmares.
I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. I stared vacantly at the foggy world outside the window. The fog that settled in the Seoul skyline looked bleak. It was 6:20 in the morning. In time, the sun would rise and swirl away this milky sky. It looked like it would be a nice day today as well. Clear weather had continued for the past few days.
I sang as I stared at the view. I didn’t remember many songs, so the only song I could sing was Haeseo’s solo from Yeonseon Ham’s album. I had memorized the lyrics to that song day and night. Despite being from such a long time ago, I could vividly remember the lyrics and the melody. However, the second verse was a bit difficult.
I hummed the parts where there were no lyrics, then someone’s arms wrapped around my waist. It was Haeseo Nam. I stopped singing and looked down at him. Haeseo smiled. “Did you sleep well?”
“Mhm,” I hummed.
“That’s good to hear.”
“Yeah,” I replied and grinned bitterly. His arms around my waist didn’t fall away. I also just let him be.
After some silence, Haeseo said, “I like your singing.”
He continued as he pushed up his torso, “Keep singing for me. I wanted to know who was singing back in the mansion because it sounded pretty. So, when I saw you, I was a bit surprised because I saw a smaller and frailer child than I expected.”
“…”
“I wanted to do whatever I could for you, no matter what it took—anything, as long as you smiled for me.”
I listened to his confession as I continued to stare out at the gray skies outside the window.
“Yeah, I’m right here.” I didn’t know what was coming out of my mouth, but he replied to everything I said with composure. As it pounded into me, his member was hot. Tears spilled out naturally, and my hips tensed as if they had never lost strength. But in the next moment, his member plunged deep, making me collapse on the floor again. Still wrapped around his waist, my legs trembled.
“Ah, ahh, ah!” I couldn’t hold myself together and scratched at the floor. Then, he pulled me toward him.
“You’ll hurt yourself,” he said, then he gathered my hands and held them in one hand. My body bounced up and down as he held onto me. I reached my peak in no time. Despite spilling out white fluid, he didn’t let me go. Rather, he buried himself deeper into me and asked, “Did you feel good?”
I nodded, feeling the afterglow of release.
“I’ll make you feel even better so that I can be the only one who can satisfy you,” he said then started to pound into me again.
“Ah, ah! Ah! W-wait! Ah!”
“Don’t think about anything. Just think about me, only me,” he whispered as he grabbed onto me and shook me.
And so, I replied to him continuously. “Okay, yes, yes. I won’t think about anything. I’ll just think about you. Just you, Haeseo. I’ll think only of you.” I repeated this so many times that I felt like it would come true. I couldn’t think at all. My brain was white with pleasure, and I simply screamed his name over and over. “Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo, Haeseo.”
Haeseo Nam, my love.
Finally, he kissed my forehead, and I think he whispered, “You did well so far, for thinking long and hard…”
* * *
At long last, the morning was beautiful. I had no nightmares.
I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. I stared vacantly at the foggy world outside the window. The fog that settled in the Seoul skyline looked bleak. It was 6:20 in the morning. In time, the sun would rise and swirl away this milky sky. It looked like it would be a nice day today as well. Clear weather had continued for the past few days.
I sang as I stared at the view. I didn’t remember many songs, so the only song I could sing was Haeseo’s solo from Yeonseon Ham’s album. I had memorized the lyrics to that song day and night. Despite being from such a long time ago, I could vividly remember the lyrics and the melody. However, the second verse was a bit difficult.
I hummed the parts where there were no lyrics, then someone’s arms wrapped around my waist. It was Haeseo Nam. I stopped singing and looked down at him. Haeseo smiled. “Did you sleep well?”
“Mhm,” I hummed.
“That’s good to hear.”
“Yeah,” I replied and grinned bitterly. His arms around my waist didn’t fall away. I also just let him be.
After some silence, Haeseo said, “I like your singing.”
He continued as he pushed up his torso, “Keep singing for me. I wanted to know who was singing back in the mansion because it sounded pretty. So, when I saw you, I was a bit surprised because I saw a smaller and frailer child than I expected.”
“…”
“I wanted to do whatever I could for you, no matter what it took—anything, as long as you smiled for me.”
I listened to his confession as I continued to stare out at the gray skies outside the window.
