25 — Bruises and Bitemarks

The spike of ecstasy left me momentarily breathless. Its jolts of pleasure continued their path through my nerves, before slowly fading out.

Clarity returned. Enough for me to get my thoughts in order.

As usual, a simple — or what should have been one — conversation between us ended up snowballing into a sweaty, tangled mess of limbs and fluids.

It was not the first time. And if Eun Ha was anything like Mia, it wouldn't have been the last either.

Yeong Gu was cucking himself by neglecting this woman.

Better for me. He didn't deserve her.

"Dae Ho…"

Eun Ha's damp, tousled hair, heavy-lidded eyes, and flushed skin gave her this otherworldly, post-sex, erotic glow. A twitch in my lower area warned me that the cooldown was finished, but I swiftly stifled the urge.

"Auntie…" I stared at the streams of jizz between her perky breasts. "Let me get a few tiss—"

"No…" She shook her head, trembling a bit, eyes unfocused. "It's… fine…"

The way she said it alluded to the contrary. And the smile that suddenly came up on her face, slicked with man cream and drool, was quite off-putting.

Probably because she looked so zoned out that it freaked me a little. If she was still on cloud nine, it was about time she returned back to the ground.

I paddled over to her. "You can't go around like this." I said, watching the messy strands of hair sticking out all over her face. I reached a hand out, nuzzling her chin. I tilted her head left and right. "We just need to clean up your face a bit."

Eun Ha was a little flustered as I fussed over her appearance. "Dae Ho…" However, the meek smile adorning her face slowly thinned into a line. "Dae Ho?"

The sudden change in her tone caught me off guard.

I blinked. "Yes, Auntie?"

She placed her hand on my chest, fingers trailing up, until they skimmed across a fading bruise. A gift from Mia. 'Oh… I forgot about that…'

"Is that…?"

I couldn't pass it off as a simple bruise. The teeth marks, while faint, were evident. "Yes…" I admitted, placing my own hand over hers. "It's a hickey…"

"Oh…"

The response was quite muted. Her eyes swirled with a little bit of jealousy and a little bit of curiosity. I brought my thumb back to her chin and tilted it up. Her eyes locked onto mine, even though she desperately wanted to avert them, knowing how vulnerable and see-through they were.

"Would you like to try?"

Surprise flickered on her face.

"You want me to… to bite you?"

"It's not a bite." I shook my finger at her.

She tilted her head in a very cutesy fashion. "It's not?"

"It's a love bite, Auntie." I explained scholarly, smiling at the way a rosy color flashed across her cheeks. "And they're easily distinguishable."

She nodded, hanging on every word that came out of my lips.

At her silence, I continued. "A bite is an action meant to willingly hurt someone." I nudged her chin forward, prompting her lips to get dangerously close to mine. "A love bite is an expression of… passion. A token of love… or, in some cases, possession. Now… which type of mark do you want to leave on me, Auntie?" I cocked my head to the side, exposing my neck.

"D-Dae Ho… is it really fine?" Eun Ha bit her bottom lip. "I don't want to hurt you."

"The pain is temporary. The memory is forever." I urged her in a soft voice. "Come on now… I would eagerly leave one on you, but it would be quite suspicious. Not so much for me considering that I'm not married."

She gulped, mentally preparing herself before she straightened her back and placed her hands on my shoulders. I held the back of her head, as a sign of invitation, and guided her down.

Soft lips touched the skin of my neck, right on the opposite side of Mia's signature. It was a little above my collarbone. Any higher than that, and I'd be hard-pressed to hide it.

"Now you bite and suck." I advised her. "Not too hard. You don't want to rip a chunk of flesh off…"

Eun Ha slowly spread her lips apart, brushing her teeth against my skin. Her tongue instinctively rolled out, circling it around my neck in some sort of preparatory ritual.

Then, she applied a little pressure to her jaw, and her teeth seized a nub of flesh. She bit into it, sucking and licking, just as I had instructed her to do. "Harder, Auntie. Don't be afraid."

After enough encouragement, Eun Ha sank her teeth into my neck properly, like a very clumsy vampire. "My little vampire…" I couldn't help but call out, chuckling a bit when she pulled away, an uncharacteristic pout on her lips.

"First a baby, now a vampire…" She smiled, shaking her head in exasperation.

"Hm. A baby vampire. You need constant attention, lullabies, and virgin blood."

She burst into a peal of laughter. "Oh, Dae Ho…"

"So, how is it?" I asked, leaning back a little and touching the wet, twinging bruise on my neck. I couldn't see it, but if her proud look was anything to go by, then it must have been a success. "Not bad for your first time?"

Eun Ha's smile was a little shy as she tapped a finger against her lips. An earnest light flashed past her eyes. "Umh… can I— "

I immediately interrupted her. "No. You can't cover me in bites, Auntie."

"..."

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?? POV:

The room was darker than usual, as if closed off from space and time. It was a whole different world, or, according to the owner… a sanctuary. The air was stale, a consequence of the completely barricaded windows. It was out of choice, not of circumstance.

'Hello everyone! This is my first video, and I'm Dae Ho, an aspiring football player, and today…' A pause, in which only the slight humming of the computer's overworking fan sounded out. 'I'll be attempting to break the world record for crossbar volleys done in one minute.'

The rush of a sigh echoed off.

Sprawled on a chair was the sole occupant of the room. A girl, who looked younger than she was, was laser-focused on the video taking over the full screen of her monitor.

A pitch. A young man. And a ball.

The camera was a bit shaky, but the filming encapsulated all the important details.

'The highest count recorded so far is 7.'

She let his words seep out of the speakers and trickle into her ears, like drops of honey. "Dae Ho…" She said his name, rolling it around her tongue, tasting its essence. She raised her knees up and wrapped her arms around them.

It was not her first time watching the video. Nor the second, or the third… or the hundredth. The first time it came out, she had gone a whole day watching it, analyzing it, memorizing every line, and falling in love with each curve of his smile.

At some point, the video ended.

"Huh?"

A stab of panic twisted her face. She tucked a thumb into her mouth, between her teeth, and started chewing it.

Her other hand, in the meanwhile, clumsily grabbed the mouse, and the cursor hastily moved the red line back to the start.

She slammed the spacebar.

'Hello everyone! This is my first video, and I'm Dae Ho, an aspiring football player, and today…'

The impatient frown melted off, exposing a beautiful, relieved smile.

Just hearing the low, confident baritone of his voice eased her mind. The chewing tapered off, and after heaving a deep breath, she pulled her thumb out.

The hours passed, with Dae Ho's video constantly in loop.

Eventually, a weak knocking disturbed the dark peace of her room.

"D-D-Dear… lunch is ready…" A voice, quite timidly, announced from beyond the door.

A surge of sizzling heat bubbled in her chest, and spilled out of her mouth in the form of a growl. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up!" She reached a hand out, grabbed an empty glass nearby, and hurled it at the door.

The impact shattered it, sending a volley of shards barrelling to the floor.

And then she heard it. The hurried pitter-patter of footsteps scurrying away. The sound brought her immense satisfaction. "And don't you dare call me 'dear', you bitch!" She added as an afterthought.

'The highest count recorded so far is 7.'

Dae Ho's voice snapped her eyes back to the monitor, where he proceeded to show off his magic in a way that left her starry-eyed.

The tension in her muscles slowly came undone, and she sunk further into her gaming chair, legs raised and chin resting on her knees.

"The editing sure leaves to be desired though…" She mumbled, eyes narrowing as the cursor moved around, clicking 'show more' on the description of the video.

And after a quick scan, she found a way to contact him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She laughed, rocking her body in a giddy little dance that made the wheels of her chair spin. She spread her legs out and hopped off.

Her phone was charging on the bedside table. She lunged for it, unplugging the wire, and flopped on her bed with a happy bounce. With a swift movement of her finger, she unlocked the screen, revealing an image of Dae Ho as her home screen picture.

It was a screenshot from the video, and cropped to increase the size of his face, in a way that occupied the entirety of her screen. She hugged her phone with a muffled squeal of joy, her feet kicking the air in her exuberant display of affection.

She opened up her KakaoStory, found his profile, and immediately began typing a message.