Bring It On! - Chapter 77

Chapter 77.

“Suho, me, and you… Ugh, we said the three of us would live together. You weren’t joking. When you came back… huff, if I’m not there… what are you doing, really?”

Jay, who had been slouched against the back of the sofa, leaned forward toward the table. Even through my blurred vision from tears and alcohol, I could clearly see his furrowed brows. In his usually cold eyes, there was now a trace of awkwardness.

“You get tired easily when you drink, huh.”

He muttered under his breath, and the words stabbed sharply at me. Normally, I might have let it slide, but drunk as I was, I couldn’t.

“Stop saying I’m tired or annoying.”

“And now I’m angry too.”

Jay pushed the empty glass in front of me toward himself. I wanted to ask why he was taking my glass, but the surge of emotions hitting me harder than I expected scattered my words.

“You think I don’t get tired too? Sleeping while being crushed by you every day is exhausting and hard for me as well.”

“Crushed?”

“Is that all? Here, here! Constant biting and sucking, it’s ticklish and it hurts!”

When I pulled my clothes aside to show my neck and shoulders, Jay let out a sigh and stood up. Moving around the table toward me, he adjusted my open collar.

“You shouldn’t drink outside.”

“…I’m tired too.”

Receiving his touch, I dropped my gaze to the table. Words I had impulsively spilled acted as a catalyst, and the pent-up frustrations I’d been holding back erupted from deep within my chest.

Even though I knew Jay might ignore me at the hospital, I still went to see him every dawn. I had tried so hard to recover my memories despite being treated like an object. 

I had no personal time, commuting four hours round trip between the hospital and home, caring for Suho by day and dealing with him by night. No matter how much I tried, all I felt was growing guilt toward both Suho and Jay.

Was I being stubborn for no reason? Was this really the limit of what I could do with my ability and narrow-minded heart? Did I really have to let Jay go? 

Unresolved problems gripped my mind and chest simultaneously.

“If it’s too much, you don’t have to…”

I turned and looked him straight in the eyes. Though much cleaner and more composed than on the island, the man in front of me was exactly the Jay I remembered. I reached out and touched his face, longing for him.

“I can’t let go because I’m afraid you’ll cry.”

“……”

“Later, someday, when your memories come back like magic, if I’m not there, you might be sad. That’s why I can’t let go. Just thinking about you makes my heart ache.”

There are things you only realize after the fact. Jay always said he’d die if I did, but maybe I was the one who depended on him more, who liked him more. 

Unlike Jay, who openly expressed his feelings, I had only tucked my affection away in clumsy ways. Finally, the emotions I’d hidden came pouring out in tears.

“I… I guess I liked you more than I thought.”

For a long moment, our gazes stayed locked. His eyes darkened with complex longing. As his slow breath scattered into the air, Jay leaned back.

“You shouldn’t drink any more.”

“……”

“Shall we get up now?”

I nodded, feeling dizzy. As I tried to stand, a sudden wave of intoxication made me stagger. Just before I fell, long arms reached out and held me.

“My legs… I can’t…”

“Okay, just stay still.”

“Mm…”

He lifted me up effortlessly. Even though I knew this was a lounge bar with people around, I didn’t feel the least bit embarrassed being carried by him.

Plop.

He set me down on the sofa and took off his jacket. A subtle scent of cologne drifted from the jacket draped over the backrest. I lifted my hazy eyes to look at him.

“Why?”

“There’s no smell of smoke, so it’s nice.”

“……”

“I missed your natural scent.”

Why did Jay smoke so much, even at the hospital, something that was bad for him? Was he trying to live or die? Even then, when I saw him, I frowned at it, but didn’t comment. Or maybe I couldn’t.

His fierce, scowling presence made me hold my breath.

Had extending his sleep made him forget about cigarettes? Seeing him reduce smoking without me mentioning it made me happy. I narrowed my eyes into a smile. I thought he would comment, but Jay just stood there with a blank expression.

“I want to shower.”

As I crawled off the sofa, my body floated upward again. His strong arms held me close, guiding me to the bathroom. The moment the door opened, a piercing chill seeped in.

“Focus. Strengthen your legs. Don’t fall again.”

“I will.”

As he carefully set me down, a sharp jolt ran through my body as my feet touched the cold tiles.

“I’ll be outside, so if you need anything…”

The warmth that had enveloped me vanished, and an inexplicable anxiety rose. I reached out urgently, grasping him.

“Don’t go.”

“……”

“Stay with me.”

My voice echoed in the silent bathroom. I clutched the hem of his clothes, and he stopped, looking down at my face for a long time. 

Our gazes met. He frowned faintly, as if angry. 

The moment I was about to say his name, the scent of his cologne from his jacket suddenly enveloped me. My face was gripped. 

A black shadow fell over me, and his sharp face, with his head slightly tilted, came closer.

“Mph…”

Our lips met, hot and locked together. They rubbed for a moment before separating. Up close, I could see his eyes were filled with confusion, but within those black pupils, I could clearly read desire. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck. This was the end of our conversation. As if his patience had run out, Jay hungrily sought my lips again.

“Ah, uhm, ugh….”

His thick tongue impatiently plunged into my mouth. He roughly rubbed against the membranes and scraped my teeth, making my cheeks puff out.

His breath and low moans all poured into my mouth.

“Hahk, ugh….”

His huge, muscular body clung to me. Unable to withstand his weight, I stumbled back, hitting something with a thud. Cold water rained down from above. I shivered in shock, but Jay didn’t care and kissed me even more desperately. 

My moans mixed with the sound of the water hitting the floor. My neck ached from being tilted back, and my lips, bitten and sucked, were numb. Pleasure and pain surged at the same time.

“I can’t… breathe.”

I hit his forearm with my fist, and his lips, which seemed like they’d never let go, finally separated. While I coughed, Jay pushed my wet clothes up. 

The surroundings were filled with cold air, but everything about him that touched me was hot. His large hand rubbed my lower stomach before sliding up and cupping my chest. 

“Haa,” Jay let out a breath and bit my ear.

“Hahhuh, uh…. T-that tickles.”

“Where? Here?”

His hand naturally moved to my thighs. He spread his palm wide and rubbed between my damp thighs. He didn’t stop there, unbuckling my shorts and urgently pushing his hand inside. As his long fingers touched and probed my clitoris, a sharp pleasure shot down my back.

I grabbed his wrist in a panic, but Jay didn’t stop. Instead, he ravenously licked my startled eye with his tongue.

“Th-this is strange….”

Perhaps because of the alcohol, my arousal was building quickly. Every time his fingers brushed my clitoris, I felt my thighs getting wet with my bodily fluids.

“Is it strange that I’m touching your pussy?”

“Ugh….”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

His two wet fingers urgently plunged inside me. My narrow inner walls trembled, feeling them tighten around his thick, long fingers. 

“Haa.” 

He let out a deep sigh and rotated his wrist. Because of his hot body temperature, the fingers inside me felt warm.

“Aaah, ugh….”

His hard fingertips explored my inner walls, carefully pressing and rubbing. He let out a heat-filled sigh near my neck and whispered in an intoxicated voice.

“Haa, I’m going crazy.”

“Ah….”

“I think I could cum just from fingering you.”

“What…!”

“Do you know how your flesh clings to me every time I move like this? It’s so soft and sticky.”

“I don’t, ugh….”

“What does it feel like when I stick my cock in here? Huh? Sun Woori, hoo….”

“How would I know…, ngh!”

It was the moment his fingers, pushed to their limit, bent inside. My lower stomach tightened, and my hips shot up. Jay bit my neck and ground out vulgar curses.

“Do you like it here?”

“Ha, nhhuuh, hm. Wait.”

“How about when I rub it like this? Hoo, stand straight.”

“I don’t have the strength. Ugh, uhngh….”

My body kept losing strength from the overwhelming pleasure. Jay was supporting my body, which was on the verge of collapsing. 

I grimaced and desperately gripped his wet clothes. As Jay roughly stimulated me with his hands, my thighs began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Wait, ah, hauuh, hm! Ah…!”

He lightly laughed, pressing his lips to my cheek as I let out a moaning cry. I writhed in a pleasure that felt like it would kill me, shaking my head. When I couldn’t stand it anymore and tried to pull my hips back, Jay bit my cheek hard.

“Stay still.”

Jay pushed in another finger. I had to tremble as I felt the forced opening of my narrow inner walls and the slow entry of his fingers. He thrust inside like he was fucking, then shook his wrist to give a vibrating motion. 

The wet, squelching sound from inside was now louder than the sound of the water hitting the floor. I gasped and swallowed my breath, hugging his body.

“Aaah, ah! St-stop, I’m… nhngh, gonna… Ah!”

“Haa, Sun Woori, look at me.”

His domineering voice made my eyes move on their own. Our faces were so close our noses were touching, and my gaze was captivated by his black eyes burning with desire. 

Jay was looking at me, exploring every part of me with a look of lust. At that moment, pleasure scattered from the top of my head in a white haze. Even during the moment of climax, when it felt like my whole body was melting, I didn’t take my eyes off Jay.

“Ahnn, ah….”

But I couldn’t stop my vision from turning black. I leaned my face against Jay’s shoulder as if I was collapsing. His hand was still inside me.

“I’m cold….”

“…”

“I don’t like it here.”

“Huuh, ah, wuuhk….”

His tongue plunged deep into my mouth, as if to pierce my throat. A slight dry heave escaped me, but Jay didn’t know how to stop. 

We fell onto the bed, our bodies a mess of wetness. He kissed me as he took off his clothes, then stripped me of mine. 

Thump. The sound of our wet clothes falling onto the floor reverberated in my eardrums.

“Ha, fuck.”

He let out a low curse and, as if he couldn’t wait, spread my legs and positioned himself. Released from him for a moment, I gasped for breath. 

Squelch, squelch. My gaze involuntarily moved. Jay was stroking his cock, which was swollen to its limit, with his hand. The flesh, with its reddish veins, was so grotesque it made me frown every time I saw it.

He held the base of the shaft and rubbed it against me. The painfully large glans plumped up and drove into my entrance, but it couldn’t enter and slid up.

“Ah.”

“Are you laughing?”

I laughed unintentionally. A vein bulged on Jay’s forehead. He moved his body to cover mine again, pressing his lips against the corner of my mouth.

“I’m thinking about the first time we did it, when you couldn’t find my hole and kept fumbling…. Ah!”

This time, he bit my cheek hard enough to sting. It didn’t actually hurt, but it startled me. In the meantime, Jay pushed himself inside me again. 

Push. As the gentle force pushed in, my entrance widened, and his flesh slowly entered.

“It’s not good manners to talk about other men when we’re having sex, is it?”

“Uhugh, uh….”

“Right now, focus on me.”

“Ah, ah, pl-please, it’s too big….”

“Because you’re taking my virginity.”