Bring It On! - Side Story 5

Side Story 5.

Beep beep, beep beep…

The alarm went off again, and Cha Yoon angrily turned it off. She, who was pinned under him, was panting, her face completely flushed.

Cha Yoon licked the sweat from her neck with his tongue. In contrast to his soft lips, his bottom thrust strongly with a thump, pushing Sun Woori to her limit.

“Aheuk!”

His cum-soaked pubic hair rubbed roughly against Sun Woori’s lower body. Her entire body seemed to be screaming in protest, unable to handle Cha Yoon. Despite this, Sunwoo didn’t push him away. 

Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fragile body, which seemed like it would break with a single touch, was trying to embrace him, and he found it maddeningly adorable. 

The hurt he felt from her doubts at the cafe was long forgotten.

His hot lips bit her soft, plump earlobe. He wanted to devour everything. If this wasn’t love, then what was it? Even if it was a little twisted, it was undoubtedly love.

“Haa, does that feel good?”

“Ahugh, uhm. Uh, it feels good. Ah!”

He could hear the wet, squelching sound of his penis moving in and out of Sun Woori’s tight inner walls. Woori was on the verge of passing out. 

Despite this, she was intentionally saying it felt good to make him climax faster. Even her transparent intentions were so adorable to him.

“Nhhuh, uhn, mhm…”

“Cry more, Woori. The kid can’t hear you anyway.”

“No, ahh. Don’t… Nhugh!”

Cha Yoon, whose excitement was at its peak, wrapped his arms around her body. As if she would fly away if he loosened his grip, he tightly bound her fragile body. Everything about Sun Woori, her skin, her scent, her taste, her bruised and reddened body, was nothing short of ecstatic.

Cha Yoon hugged her like a madman, licking and kissing her cheek. Sun Woori, unable to move, let out muffled moans from his intense thrusts. 

As his movements became more and more violent, her eyes became hazy.

“Nhugh, ah, wait, ah!”

“Haa, Sun Woori. You’re driving me crazy. Tell me you love me.”

“Uhhm. Ugh, I-I love you. Ah, I love you!”

Sun Woori was on the verge of passing out from his unrestrained movements. Like stallions who felt nothing but pleasure, the two of them breathed heavily, their bodies pressed together. 

Every time his heavy penis quickly entered and exited her hole, fluids pushed out, wetting her bottom.

Sun Woori’s whole body turned red like heated metal. Her delicate skin bruised at his touch. From her head to her toes, she was covered in Cha Yoon’s marks. 

A satisfaction swelled up in him, and the moment his penis buried deep inside her, he felt her entire body convulse. Her inner walls contracted, tightly gripping Cha Yoon’s deeply embedded penis.

Cha Yoon’s face contorted. A vein bulged on his forehead, and his neck muscles protruded.

“Kurgh…!”

Cha Yoon and Woori, with their bodies soaked in sweat, reveled in the pouring climax. Cha Yoon didn’t let go of her trembling body and unleashed his hot fluids deep inside her without holding back. 

A shiver shot through him from the climax, and a desire to devour even more rose within her.

“Haa, huu…”

Cha Yoon let out a long breath and kissed Sun Woori’s parted lower lip. Her arms, which were wrapped around his neck, also went limp and fell.

The moment her eyelids heavily fell, the alarm went off again, beep beep.

Woori struggled to keep our eyes open. At that moment, a large hand covered her eyes.

“I’ll go for you. You get some more sleep.”

“Where’s Noona?”

Cha Yoon buckled Suho’s seatbelt.

“She’s sick.”

“Noona always gets sick on Fridays.”

“She works herself to the bone during the week, and then she gets sick on Friday nights. Your Noona works hard to make money, so don’t cause any trouble and listen to what I say. Got it?”

Suho pouted.

“I know.”

The person who actually made Sun Woori sick had been up all night, yet he showed no signs of fatigue. In fact, his skin was gleaming.

The two-hour drive to Seoul was meaningless as the meeting ended very quickly. The sports management company that wanted to support Suho didn’t sit well with Cha Yoon. 

It was clear that they intended to use the young, buzzworthy athlete, squeeze out all his potential, and then abandon him. Moreover, the person in charge who recognized Cha Yoon focused on him rather than Suho, enthusiastically continuing their company presentation. 

Unable to listen to Suho being completely disregarded, Cha Yoon and Suho eventually left the meeting. It would be better for him to start his own management company than to entrust the kid to these kinds of half-assed people. 

In fact, a business plan was quickly taking shape in his mind.

“Hyung, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat some pork cutlets.”

“No.”

“Why! Just this once!”

“You promised Sun Woori you’d eat less greasy food. You already had some last time…”

Cha Yoon was about to firmly say “No” again, but suddenly, while starting the car, he stopped mid-motion and glanced at the kid through the rearview mirror.

A ridiculous idea flashed across his mind. He even turned his head to look directly at Suho.

“Want some pork cutlet?”

“…Really?!”

Suho’s face instantly brightened. Cha Yoon didn’t even need to hear an answer. He steered the car straight toward Suho’s favorite pork cutlet chain.

***

He sliced the meat into small pieces and moved them onto Suho’s plate.

Cha Yoon had ordered his own cutlet too, but he hadn’t touched it, letting it grow cold.

After watching Suho eat for a while, Cha Yoon finally spoke.

“Hey, kid.”

“Yeah?”

“How long are you planning to live as an orphan?”

Suho, with a piece halfway into his mouth, frowned and glared at him.

“I’m telling on you to noona.”

“What if I said I want to be your dad?”

A customer at the next table let out a cough, but neither Cha Yoon nor Suho paid them any mind. They only stared at each other, locked in a silent standoff.

“I really am going to tell noona.”

“Who bought you your tablet PC, laptop, phone, headphones, and bike?”

“You did.”

“And who’s feeding you pork cutlet right now?”

“…You.”

“And what do you like better? That cramped old junk car, or the one we drove here today?”

“Your car.”

Cha Yoon raised his eyebrows. Suho bit his lip, clearly wanting to resist but unable to come up with a counterargument. At last, he dropped his fork with a clatter, his eyes sharp.

“I still don’t like it.”

Not easy, huh. Cha Yoon exhaled heavily, pressing his tongue against his cheek. He composed himself and leaned in with a grave expression.

“Think carefully, kid.”

“……”

“Your Noona and I are going to live together for the rest of our lives. We’re going to be husband and wife. And between a husband and wife, kids are bound to come along eventually. Then where does that leave you?”

Suho’s face instantly went pale. His mouth even dropped open in shock.

“Sure, because she’s kind-hearted, Sun Woo-ri won’t kick you out right away. But even if we hold hands and try to make it work, do you think society will ever accept you as family?”

Cha Yoon shook his head, as though in pity.

Tears began to brim in Suho’s wide, startled eyes. Thank goodness Sun Woo-ri wasn’t here. If she had been, Cha Yoon would’ve been thrown out on the spot for saying such things. 

He speared a piece of pork cutlet with his fork and popped it into Suho’s mouth. The boy still ate, even through tears.

“But… but I…”

“I’m giving you the chance, kid.”

“I don’t want to call you Dad. If we have to be family… then I want to be the dad.”

“…We can figure out the titles later. So? Want to become family?”

Suho’s lips quivered before he finally nodded with determination. The corners of Cha Yoon’s mouth lifted in satisfaction.

***

The monsoon had begun.

He opened the window and gazed outside. The earthy scent of rain drifted in, and he found it comforting. Back on the island, rain had always meant endless worry. Now, it was almost strange to watch it fall so peacefully.

“You’ll catch a cold.”

A soft blanket draped warmly over my shoulders. Before he realized it, Cha Yoon was beside him, dressed only in pants, his upper body bare.

“Are you talking to yourself?”

I laughed at the absurdity, and Cha Yoon slipped his arms around my waist from behind. His hot lips pressed against my shoulder.

“I found Lee Hae-seong.”