Bring It On! - Side Story 1

Side Story 1.

Beep beep, beep beep.

In the complete darkness with no light, my phone screen lit up. A veiny hand urgently fumbled for the phone and turned off the alarm.

“Uh, uhm, no. Stop. Ugh….”

At my sobbing, Cha Yoon let out a low curse and thrust his hips forward with force. The flesh that was already buried to its limit pushed its head deeper inside. 

An immense pleasure, along with a stinging pain, shot down my spine.

I threw my head back and gripped the blanket tightly. I felt a wet tongue lick my neck, then lightly bite my chin.

“Haa, Sun Woori.”

“Nhhuh, ah, stop it…!”

“Huh?”

He asked, out of breath. He was so good at pretending not to hear, even though he had heard everything. Cha Yoon kissed my raw eyes several times.

“Suho, ugh… he’s going to wake up, ah, ah!”

The soundproofing in our house wasn’t good. Although Suho’s room was far from mine, I still couldn’t feel safe.

“He’s a heavy sleeper, he won’t wake up.”

Cha Yoon whispered lowly against my lips. In the darkness, the secret sounds of flesh colliding and our heated breaths crossed, filling the room with humidity.

I felt like my whole body was being squeezed. My insides were a mess, and bodily fluids were leaking from every orifice, soaking my skin. 

Every time the hot, thick column of flesh fiercely pounded inside me, my body would jerk up. I stared at the dimly lit ceiling and felt a wave of belated regret.

“Just once.”

I was a fool to have been fooled by his seductive whisper as he kissed me. The alarm just went off, so it was already 5 a.m., time to get up. 

Today was the day I had to go to Seoul early in the morning.

Suho, who had started learning to swim as a hobby in our neighborhood last year, had surprised his coaches with his exceptional skills for his age. Now, he was officially getting sponsored and competing in matches. And today was Suho’s first international competition.

“Please, uh, nhngh….”

“Is it hard to hold back your moans?”

Cha Yoon’s movements were urgent. He pounded my butt and thighs, using an enormous force to open my tight inner walls. 

I could feel the deep part of my insides where his glans touched tremble. He lifted my knees and put his weight on me, burying his cock all the way to the root.

“Nhhuh, ah….”

He crushed and hugged me tightly, taking my breath away. My ragged breaths came out from my parted lips. 

Cha Yoon moved his hips in a circular motion with his cock fully inserted.

“Haa, Woori. What does it feel like when I put it all the way in?”

“Uhngh, b-be quiet….”

“I must be crazy. Even when you’re killing the mood, you’re adorable.”

“Please, shut up….”

“Okay. Say more. Your voice is melting my ears.”

Cha Yoon picked up his speed, only moving his lower body roughly, and the force of his thrusts grew stronger. The power of his hot body stirring inside me felt like it was burning away my judgment and turning my brain into mush.

“I’m going to fuck you until you cry because it feels so good. So think carefully and tell me, baby.”

I breathed heavily and shook my head. Cha Yoon licked my cheek and bit my neck. I tried to push his arms, which were gripping my heated body as if they would crush it, with my hands. 

My sweaty palms just slipped powerlessly on his veiny muscles.

He trapped me in his arms and began to thrust his hips in earnest. My body was held tightly against him, jerking with his movements. 

My pleasure became extremely heightened. I bit my lower lip until it hurt, holding back my moans, and eventually burst into tears.

“Aaah, ah! Cha Yoon, ugh, it feels good. Huuuh, nhn!”

“Haa, haa….”

The forearm that held me was trembling, and the lines of his muscles were clearly defined. Our intertwined bodies stiffened simultaneously. He let out a beastly breath and bit my neck. I buried my hands in Cha Yoon’s hair and clenched them until my fingertips trembled.

“Kurgh, Woori….”

The breath I had been holding back violently burst out. I rubbed my hot cheek against his neck. My mind was blank. 

The moment the sweat on my temples dripped down, my hands fell onto the bed. With glazed eyes, I stared at his face, which was a faint outline in the darkness.

He moved his hips slowly, as if still in the afterglow, and leaned in to kiss me. I didn’t have the strength to push him away, nor the strength to accept him. 

As I lay there like a puppet with its strings cut, beep beep- beep beep- the alarm went off again.

It was 5:30 a.m. This was the alarm that I really had to get up for.

Fuck. Cha Yoon muttered a low curse and roughly turned off the alarm again. As he moved, the flesh that was still inside me finally pulled out. 

Cha Yoon naturally reached for my leg, but I put my foot on his chest.

“Hah… You wanna get kicked out?”

“What if I was just trying to give you a massage?”

“As if I’d believe that. Ugh.”

Cha Yoon pulled out a tissue and lightly wiped me clean, then took out his condoms. I didn’t even want to think about how many tied-up condoms were on the floor. 

At that moment, I heard a sound from outside the door. Soon, the living room light clicked on with a tap, and a bright light seeped through the crack of the door into the room.

“Noona.”

Cha Yoon and I both turned our heads toward the door. I saw the doorknob jiggle up and down.

“It’s okay, it’s locked.”

“Get out of the way!”

I pushed Cha Yoon away and clumsily walked to the door to turn on the light. The moment the bright light illuminated the blatant traces of our night, I was speechless. 

The sheets covered in bodily fluids, the condoms, the clothes scattered all over the floor.

It wasn’t just the floor that was a mess. My body was covered in colorful bite and hickey marks left by Cha Yoon. I put my hand to my forehead and let out a short sigh.

“Noona, the door won’t open again!”

“Oh, oh! Sorry, Noona’s showering. I’ll check it later!”

“But I’m hungry.”

“Your Hyung will be leaving soon. Don’t eat any snacks, just go shower first!”

I quickly grabbed the pile of clothes and threw them at Cha Yoon.

“Strike.”

“Hurry up and clean up and get out.”

I said firmly and hurried into the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror was even more pitiful. I touched the area on my neck that was slightly bleeding, then took out my toothbrush.

“Looks like I’ll be wearing long sleeves in the middle of summer.”

I told him not to leave marks, but it was no use. Cha Yoon lost control when he got excited. Maybe he never listened to me in the first place. 

I remembered his face, giving me a half-smile and saying, “Okay,” to my request.

“What do you know?”

I should change the password or something.

But my resolve was useless. Cha Yoon had been coming and going from my house like it was his own for over a year. 

It was too much for him to sleep here more than half of the week. Especially after Suho fell asleep, as soon as we lay in bed, I would feel his hot flesh on my back. 

Even if I tried to ignore it and close my eyes, his hands would subtly touch my forearm and sides, and his cock would slowly rub against me. 

Eventually, his heat would transfer to me.

Cha Yoon never seemed to get tired and wanted to do that every day. Once he started, he never knew when to stop, so I often went to work exhausted the next day.

“Work at my company. I told you I need a secretary.”

“I don’t want to because I feel like the CEO there would make me do things outside of work.”

“That sounds good. Say it again.”

“…Why are you hard?”

“Ms. Sun Woori has excellent experience, and I’m confident she can deliver a performance that exceeds my expectations. I’ll match the salary you want.”

“Give me the same amount as your annual income.”

“I’ll call someone and have them take care of it.”

“Are you crazy?”

“I’m serious about finding talented people.”

And with that, Cha Yoon would kiss me, so I would have to suffer through another sleepless night. When my period or condition made penetration impossible, he would only let me go after some light petting, and on days when he had to go home for work, he would video call me until the sun came up. 

He would watch me sleep and ask what I ate and what I did during the day. And sometimes…

I could see my face in the mirror turning red in real-time. I took the toothbrush out of my mouth and spit into the sink.

I need to get rid of that tripod next to the bed as soon as possible.

TL/n: The tripod she means is Cha Yoon.