I couldn't even form words.
My breath was coming in short, jagged hitches, my head resting forward against his shoulder as he drove deeper, finding that one sensitive spot and keeping himself there.
The 'brave bird' he called me was currently grounded, wings clipped by the sheer weight of his presence.
"Stay with me," he commanded, his voice dropping to a low slur that made my vision blur. "Don't drift off. I want you to feel exactly how much room I'm taking up inside you."
He was doing more than I imagined he would do.
The Jin-Yeok from my past life as Jo-Pil was one who didn't care at first, got inside me despite my struggle, and just left once he was done.
It was because of his lover then, but as he began to fall for my warmth, he did so much more. And it was agonizing even then; the attention was hell.
And it was even harder after he intentionally killed his girlfriend then, and focused his full attention on me. Using me to 'recover'.
