Chapter 12

As the taxi disappeared into the night, Seok-Woo crossed the threshold into Sung-Hee's home. The familiar surroundings enveloped him, echoing with the comforting hum of everyday life.

Sung-Hee wasted no time, her hand seizing Seok-woo's with an urgency that matched the pounding of their hearts. With a determined pull, she guided him through the corridors, each step bringing them closer to her sanctuary.

Entering her room, Seok-Woo closed the door behind them, shutting out the outside world and cocooning them in an intimate haven. Turning to face Sung-Hee, he was met with a rush of unexpected passion as her lips found him in a fervent kiss.

Their embrace was electric, the heat of their desire igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both. Sung-Hee's kiss was a declaration of longing, a silent plea for more than words could express.

Breaking away from the intoxicating whirlwind of their embrace, Seok-Woo sought clarity amidst the haze of desire. "Sung-Hee, what will become of us after tonight?" he murmured, his voice laced with uncertainty.

Sung-Hee paused, her thoughts swirling with unspoken fears and desires. Unable to find the right words, she let her actions speak for her, pulling Seok-Woo closer and losing herself once more in the intoxicating rhythm of their shared actions.

Seok-Woo and Sung-Hee's kiss ignited with a raw, unpracticed passion, fueled by their shared determination. Despite the awkwardness of their movements, they savored each moment, fully immersed in the intensity of their connection.

While their lips met, Seok-Woo's hands embarked on a tentative exploration, finding their way to Sung-Hee's breast. With hesitant touches at first, he gradually increased the pressure, eliciting a soft moan from Sung-Hee as she responded to his touch.

Feeling a surge of conflicting emotions, Sung-Hee pushed against Seok-Woo's chest, her voice barely above a whisper as she pleaded, "We need to take it slow." Avoiding his gaze, she struggled to articulate her feelings, her heart pounding with uncertainty.

"Why? Is it because we're friends?" Seok-Woo wrapped his arms around her, his words a gentle reassurance as he sought to ease her apprehension. "I understand that you're not ready to answer," he continued, his lips brushing against hers in a tender gesture. "So let's just enjoy each other's company for now."

With a shared understanding, they returned to their kiss, their movements bolder and more assertive this time. Their hands roamed freely, tracing the contours of each other's bodies with a newfound confidence. The heat between them intensified, beads of sweat forming over their body.

As the night wore on, their hands fumbled and intertwined as they slowly undressed each other. They stumbled towards Sung-Hee's bed, their breaths heavy with anticipation. Seok-Woo sat down first, his eyes never leaving Sung-Hee's as she straddled his lap. The two kissed passionately, their bodies pressed together in a frenzy of desire. Sung-Hee's hands roamed over Seok-Woo's head, pulling him closer and deeper into their embrace.

After what seemed like an eternity, their lips finally parted and they gazed at each other with heated gazes. A thin string of saliva lingered between them, proof of the intensity of their kiss. Slowly, they began to remove the remaining pieces of clothing, revealing their naked bodies to each other. Sung-Hee shyly covered her private parts with her hand, still unsure and hesitant.

But Seok-Woo was not one to back down. He pushed Sung-Hee onto the bed with his erect member, his eyes burning with desire as he looked down at her. "We've come this far, yet you're still shy?" he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Sung-Hee's face turned red, but she couldn't utter a single word. Her body was overcome with intense emotions. Seok-Woo moved closer, his arousal pressing against her stomach as he gently took hold of her hands that were trying to shield her modesty. "I won't continue unless I have your full consent. Think carefully now, there's no pressure to do this if you're not comfortable." Seok-Woo spoke sincerely to Sung-Hee, even though he desired her and wanted to have sex with her. He knew it was wrong to indulge in such desires when the other person didn't want it.

Sung-Hee's heart raced at his words, torn between her desires and fears. She looked up at Seok-Woo with wide eyes, knowing that this all started because of his words earlier that night at his home. Slowly, she nodded her head, giving him permission to continue as he pleased. And with that, the two finally gave in to their desires for each other's embrace.

Seok-Woo's hands gently guided Sung-Hee away from her intimate body parts, revealing the soft curves of her naked form. His gaze lingered on her, taking in every detail as if committing them to memory.

With a longing ignited by desire, Seok-Woo leaned in to capture Sung-Hee's lips in a tender kiss, his lips tracing a path of fire down her neck to the gentle slope of her nape. His movements were deliberate, each touch eliciting a soft sigh from Sung-Hee's lips.

As his lips descended further, Seok-Woo paused, his breath hot against the delicate skin of Sung-Hee's breast. With a hunger born of desire, he parted his lips, enveloping her nipple in a warm, wet embrace. The sensation of his tongue against her sensitive flesh sent shivers down Sung-Hee's spine, her moans echoing in the quiet room.

Meanwhile, Seok-Woo's fingers began their own exploration, tracing delicate patterns over Sung-Hee's folds. With each caress, he felt her response, her body arching into his touch, a silent invitation for more.

Driven by the intoxicating blend of desire and arousal, Seok-Woo slipped two fingers inside Sung-Hee, feeling her warmth envelop him. The tightness of her grip around his fingers only fueled his actions further, urging him to delve deeper into her depths.

As Seok-Woo's fingers moved in a rhythm as old as time itself, Sung-Hee's moans grew louder, her grip on his head tightening as waves of pleasure washed over her. With each movement, she moaned to the overwhelming sensations.

Seok-Woo's lips left a trail of fire as he journeyed down Sung-Hee's body, descending further to her stomach and finally settling at her delicate fold. With practiced ease, he withdrew his finger from within her, his gaze locking onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

Sung-Hee's eyes fluttered open, meeting Seok-Woo's gaze with a mixture of curiosity and desire. "Why are you staring at it like that?" she managed to whisper, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

With a smirk, Seok-Woo replied, "Just intrigued." His fingers deftly spread apart the folds of Sung-Hee's delicate intimacy, exposing her to his hungry gaze. As she squirmed beneath him, a soft moan escaped her lips, betraying the pleasure that coursed through her veins.

Leaning in closer, Seok-Woo's tongue danced along the edges of Sung-Hee's walls, eliciting a chorus of moans that filled the room. With each flick of his tongue, Sung-Hee's body arched in ecstasy, her fingers clutching at the sheets beneath her.

Driven by her eager response, Seok-Woo plunged his tongue deeper, exploring every inch of her with a fervor that matched her own. Sung-Hee's back arched in pleasure, urging him on.

Seok-Woo withdrew his tongue from her eager folds, replacing it with the intrusion of his two fingers, their movements synchronized with the relentless flicks of his tongue upon her engorged clitoris. Each skillful motion sent ripples of pleasure coursing through Sung-Hee's body, her moans echoing in the dimly lit room.

With every tantalizing touch, Sung-Hee's arousal reached a fever pitch, her body quivering on the precipice of ecstasy. Then, in a crescendo of sensation, her climax crashed over her like a tidal wave, her voice trembling with the intensity of her release. "I'm going to cum, Seok-Woo," she gasped, her hands urging him closer, her hips rising to meet his insistent touch.

As her orgasm engulfed her, a torrent of her essence gushed forth, staining Seok-Woo's face with its sweet, intoxicating warmth. Sung-Hee's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure that coursed through her.

But even as she basked in the euphoria of her release, Seok-Woo's ministrations did not cease. With a hunger born of desire, he continued to lavish attention upon her quivering flesh, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of her with relentless fervor.

"Seok-Woo... It feels so good," Sung-Hee murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. As Seok-Woo withdrew from her delicate fold, a rush of anticipation filled the air, thick with desire and uncertainty.

Positioning himself, Seok-Woo guided his erect member to the entrance of Sung-Hee's delicate fold, the heat of their bodies mingling in the charged atmosphere. With wide eyes, Sung-Hee looked at what was touching her, her gaze filled with a mixture of longing and hesitation.

"Wait, Seok-Woo," Sung-Hee's voice cut through the tension, halting his movements in their tracks. He paused, his gaze fixed on Sung-Hee, waiting for her next words, his heart pounding with anticipation.

"Don't you have condoms on you? It's just to be sure," Sung-Hee's tone was serious, her words laden with concern for their well-being. Seok-Woo met her gaze, his expression softening with understanding.

"Yes, I have them inside the pocket of my pants," Seok-Woo replied, his voice calm and reassuring, as he reached for the necessary protection, ensuring their intimacy would be safe and responsible.

He carefully navigated through the dimly lit room, each step deliberate as he made his way to where his pants lay discarded on the floor. With a swift motion, he located them, his fingers instinctively finding the familiar fabric. Retrieving his pants, he deftly inserted his hand into the pocket, his mind momentarily opening his system, he navigated to his inventory.

In the inventory, he located the XL-size condom and smoothly extracted it. With the condom now in hand, he withdrew his arm from the depths of his pants, the anticipation of what was to come palpable in the air. "Didn't think this would come in handy," he mused quietly to himself, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips as he made his way back to Sung-Hee's bedside.

Returning to where Sung-Hee lay, her form illuminated by the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the window, Seok-Woo's movements were purposeful as he prepared himself. With ease, he carefully donned the condom, the snug fit prompting a fleeting thought of concern. "It's a bit tighter than I thought; I hope it won't break," he inwardly pondered, a flicker of apprehension crossing his mind.

Meanwhile, on the bed, Sung-Hee stirred, her patience wearing thin as she awaited Seok-Woo's return. As he emerged into view, she watched intently as he completed the task at hand. She had seen his arousal earlier, but the sight of him now, ready to consummate their desires, brought a flutter of nervous anticipation to her heart.

Though her nerves threatened to overwhelm her, Sung-Hee resisted the urge to halt their progress. "If it's him," she silently reassured herself, a blush tinting her cheeks with warmth, "I don't mind." With a newfound resolve, she awaited Seok-woo's approach, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

As Seok-Woo poised himself once more, ready to proceed, Sung-Hee interjected with a sudden declaration. "You know, I've already come to a decision about your question earlier," she stated, her voice breaking the charged silence as he directed his attention toward her.

Intrigued, Seok-Woo met her gaze, prompting him to inquire further. "And what might that answer be?" he queried, his anticipation palpable as he awaited her response.

With a smile playing at the corners of her lips, Sung-Hee offered her reply, her words laced with a mix of sincerity and mischief. "Well, after this, let's maintain our friendship," she began, pausing momentarily before adding with a teasing tone, "but with added benefits, of course." Her coy remark elicited a light smile from Seok-Woo, acknowledging the subtle shift in their dynamic with a hint of amusement.