Chapter 6.1
Chapter 6.1
Common sense had long since left the conversation, so Heeju hadn’t expected a normal reaction. But Gukhyun went a step further, spreading his legs wider as if to prove a point.
“Why do you have such an er3ct!0n every time?”
The response was as if it was obvious.
“It’s morning.”
“…You’re healthy.”
“Thanks to you.”
Gukhyun, with an arrogant smirk, grasped his erect member through his gown. The dark shadow on the gray fabric was both explicit and tantalizing.
It seemed like Heeju’s mind was going crazy. Instead of being repulsed, her breathing quickened as she watched him.
Heeju observed the fabric around his m@n1ho0d, which was gradually darkening. Gukhyun, meanwhile, moved his hand, slowly stroking the fabric.
The gown was soon drenched, and he simply caressed it with his fingers, unlike the rough, skin-slapping motion from yesterday. As if trying to elicit a response from her.
Just as she felt frustrated, Gukhyun asked in a casual tone.
“Do you know how to suck?”
His gaze was intense as he rubbed the tip and looked at Heeju.
“Do doctors have to do that too?”
“Doctors don’t have to do that. But you can’t take your eyes off my p3n!1s.”
It wasn’t a wrong statement, and Heeju let out a short sigh. Even at that moment, her head felt like it was going to explode. Her stomach was churning, and she felt like she was going to vomit.
The headache was unbearable, and the fatigue was weighing her down. But then, she had a thought. If she focused on something else, maybe she’d feel better.
“If I get hurt down there, will you, ah, take care of it?”
Instead of responding to the ridiculous joke, Heeju silently reached out her hand. She knew it was a stupid thing to do, but she didn’t care. She pushed aside the gown, revealing his er3ct!0n.
The bright red glans was throbbing, and pre-come was dripping out. The clear liquid that had accumulated in the glans flowed down his length. Heeju’s lips parted slightly.
“Is this your first time seeing it?”
“How could that be? I see it every day.”
Although she said that, she was honestly surprised. To be precise, it was her first time seeing a living man’s p3n!s in person.
In the past, Heeju had built walls around her relationships and worked like a madwoman, so she saw more corpses in the autopsy room than people she met in a day. But that didn’t matter now.
The problem was that Kwon Gukhyun’s manhood was statistically impossible. Was it even humanly possible?
Heeju stared at Gukhyun’s penis with a stunned expression. Until now, she had pretended not to see it, but since it was out in the open, she didn’t need to be polite anymore.
“Do you like it?”
He smeared the prec0m3 on his hand and stroked it down the length of his thick sh@f1t as if to show it off. The man’s smile was sly and seductive.
“…It’s big. Really big.”
The more she looked, the more surprised she was. The p3n!s, which seemed to be enjoying her gaze, was thicker than an adult’s forearm.
“You look like you’re dying to eat it.”
Is that my expression? Heeju touched her cheek with her hand. Her mouth was agape. It wasn’t a hungry expression but rather one of fascination, like when she discovered something new and exciting.
“Do you see how you’re making me squirm? It’s ridiculous. I’m going to c0m3.”
The bright red glans was throbbing, and the liquid was dripping out, as if it was about to spurt out at any moment.
The transparent fluid flowing down his length, coating the engorged surface, was excessively stimulating. Heeju felt dizzy and disoriented.
“…”
The menacing ph@llu!s hovered in the air. Gukhyun leaned against the headboard, observing Heeju with a calm, predatory gaze, like a hunter waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
The thought of his come spouting out of the bright red ur3thr@!l opening made her stomach churn. Her mouth felt dry and parched. She felt like she would need to open her mouth wide to take in something that big.
What would it taste like?
The thought crossed her mind, though she was fairly certain it would be disgusting…. Still, as if entranced, Heeju lowered her head.
Just as she opened her mouth wide, ready to take him in—
A firm finger pressed against the center of her forehead, stopping her.
“…?”