AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you're new to this fic, please note that this is for all intents and purposes a collection of smut, with varying degrees of plot, ranging from light innuendo to very explicit sex scenes with some coarse language. I like to think there's a little bit of something for everyone here, but there also might be chapters you want to skip. That's OK. I realize when I first went through and wrote these, I didn't put much info up front on what to expect, so I have now gone through each chapter and "tagged" in my author's notes the major things that are in that chapter. Read at your own discretion and level of comfort.

I NEVER write smut that has dubious consent, non-consent, or infidelity/cheating.

Tags for this chapter: Dirty Talk, Cunnilingus/Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex

Enjoy :)

He lived for this—his moments alone with Ga Eul after a hard day of work. It being summer, she didn't have to work at the school, and, fortunately, that meant she had more time to visit him at the office and more energy to play with him when he got back. They'd been married for almost a year now, but they still often behaved like kids with each other, usually the naughty kind.

On this particular evening, they had gone to bed with all the lights off except for the one on their bedside table, and Ga Eul had climbed on top of him, straddling him, her lace panties feeling heavenly as they brushed his abdomen.

Leaning forward so that their faces almost touched, Ga Eul asked, "Is my Jeongie Bear tired tonight?"

"I swear, Ga Eul-yang, where do you come up with these nicknames?"

She pouted.

"You don't like my nicknames?" she accused.

"I never...Stop that." Her pouts were his Achilles heel.

"Jeongie…"—she laid her head down on his chest, her bare, soft breasts teasing his chest—"You seemed so stressed out when you got home. I was going to make you feel better, but maybe I won't."

Yi Jeong audibly sighed. Rubbing her back, he protested, "I was just kidding. You can call me whatever you want."

"Really?" she popped her head back up, her face lit up with excitement. The top of her breasts peeked up at him from behind the dark, silky strands of her hair.

"As long as we're alone," he added, gathering her hair and brushing it behind her back.

There. That was better.

"But I was going to bring lunch to your office tomorrow and ask your secretary if I could see 'Jeongie.'"

Ga Eul giggled at the expression on his face and laid back down, kissing his face gently.

"And I thought I married an angel. Now the truth comes out."

"At least I'm bringing lunch. Don't complain. You might lose your reward."


"For being such a good boy today." Her hot breath tickled his ear, and she whispered, "I'll make you a deal. You do one thing for me, and I'll do three things for you. Whatever Jeongie Bear wants." She kissed his ear. "Take it from a commoner. That's a good bargain." Her tongue stroked the underside of his earlobe.

"Ah-ahhh, stop."

"Stop what, Sunbae?" she continued in a honeyed tone, her voice murmuring in his ear. "Don't worry, baby. Eulie knows how to take care of you. Eulie's going to take care of you all night long." She took his earlobe in her mouth and sucked gently, eliciting another whimper of protest and pleasure from him. When he wrapped his arms around her, she sucked a bit harder, and he jerked his body as she blew into his ear and rubbed the tips of her breasts against his chest.

"Oh god," Yi Jeong groaned. Eulie was his nickname for her vagina, but lately she'd taken to referring to herself that way, and it was honestly too damn sexy for her own good. Coupled with her now fairly well-developed skills at foreplay, the insinuation made him want to do things with her and to her that might make even him blush.

"What's the matter, Sunbae?" she asked, pulling away and going back to her sitting position. "Too much for a bad guy like you to handle?"

He gazed up at her through glazed, half-lidded eyes.

"Eulie is always too much for me to handle."

She giggled again.

"Good. So you know what I want then, right?"

"Same thing you always want?"

Ga Eul nodded.

"You're going to have to let me get up then."

"No, I don't."


"I told you I was going to take care of you. Just stay there." She stood up over him and slid her panties down, revealing a beautiful forest of dark curls already glistening with moisture. "I'm going to come to you."

When she had removed her panties and stood over him in all her naked perfection, she tossed her panties onto his pillow and knelt down so that her core hovered over his face.

The scent of her arousal on her panties drew him to her. It wasn't his favorite way of doing it, but at the same time he liked it when she played dirty, when she forced him to submit. Plus, getting to be in charge excited her immensely, and that always meant more treats for him.

He reached up between her thighs and fingered her vaginal folds, rubbing her walls hard with his thumb and forefinger.

"Quit playing so dirty," he chided, dipping his finger into the wet crevice he loved so much. "You're going to be punished one day."

"Tomorrow." She pushed his hand away. "Open your mouth," she instructed and started lowering herself onto him.

Obediently, he clutched her hips, and she shivered in pleasure while the warm wetness of his cavern engulfed her center as she settled on top of him. When he did it the usual way, with her lying flat on the bed, it felt like worship the way he kissed her gently in the beginning and later on devoured her center like a man gone mad with craving. But she couldn't deny she liked the thrill of power she got from doing it this way, feeling the way his lips had to adjust to her as she made him take more and more of her womanhood. This was So Yi Jeong, one of the most successful and powerful businessmen in the country, and she could make him beg for mercy. She could make the former playboy take her for a ride.

It was easier for him to suck her than to do anything else in this position, and he did so ravenously as she bucked her hips in time to the rhythm of his mouth, letting up at intervals so he could get some air. She was hot and heavy against his face, but his first taste of her had made him hungry, and his lips widened out to suck as much of her core as he could while holding her hips roughly in place. His tongue found her clit and played with it for a moment before slipping inside that wonderful slit he knew so well. He knew her. He knew he was the only one to have ever been inside of her, to leave his mark on her, to make her his own, and knowing that drove him more crazy than the sweetness now filling his mouth as she began her ascent. He drank her in frantically, hearing her moan deeply as her nub swelled harder against his tongue and her walls began clenching him—clutching and releasing, clutching and releasing. Her core swelled and pulsed to the rhythm of his tongue swirling and thrusting inside of her, driving her closer and closer and closer to the euphoria she was seeking. He could give it to her. If he just flicked his tongue over her sweet spot like so…

She came hard, her release shuddering into his mouth, the entire weight of her body lurching onto him. He grabbed her ribs, just beneath her breasts, and pulled her off of him even as she trembled and collapsed backward. Letting out a cry of discomfort when she landed on a rather sensitive spot, Yi Jeong nonetheless let her lie there until he figured she was aware enough for rational thought again.

"Ga Eul-yang, you really need to watch where you're landing when you do that."

"Huh?" Ga Eul stared up at the ceiling, uncomprehending, still dreamy from the powerful orgasm. Gradually, she became aware of how she was lying, though, and of the hard knot pressing into her back as she lay between his legs. "Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, Sunbae. I'm—"

"Just don't...sit up too fast...please."

"Oh…sorry." She raised herself up slowly so that she was straddling him again, except that this time she ended up further up on his chest. Sliding back down his stomach, she stopped when she reached his abdomen and took in the odd expression on his face.



He gestured down to his stomach, and she noticed the wet trail of cum her body had left.

"Oh come on, Sunbae, you know you like it. Don't you want to kiss me now?"

"Aniyo. I'm mad at you. I'm not giving you any treats."

"Fine. I'll give myself treats then."

Dipping her head down, she flattened her tongue on his stomach and licked back up the trail.

"Mmmm…okay, fine, fine, get up here, you sexy minx."

He tugged at her hair, and she excitedly jumped on top of him and crashed her mouth onto his. Clutching fistfuls of her hair as she dug her body into his, he tasted the cum mixed in with her saliva and reveled in the pull of her mouth and the sharpness of her teeth nipping at his lips. They drank each other in for a while, pausing only for short, ragged breaths. Finally, she gave him one last lingering kiss, twirling her tongue around his and running it underneath his bottom lip.

When she finished, he traced her lips with his finger. She was so beautiful.



"Can you do one more thing for me?"

"Where's my three for one you were just going on about?" He slid his hand down her hip and squeezed it.

"I can do six things."

Yi Jeong chuckled.

"I'm kidding. What do you want? I just had a delicious dessert, and I am in a generous mood." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Talk like that."

"Talk like what?"

"Talk dirty to me."

Yi Jeong smiled.

"I told you I didn't marry an angel. Roll over for this one. I have to be the one on top sometime." He nudged her until she complied. "I can't lose all respect for myself"—he laid down on top of her with his top half raised up on his arms and the bulge concealed by his boxers nudging at her naked center—"as a man."

"Believe me, Sunbae, I'll always see you as a man." She smiled sweetly and shifted so that the entirety of that hard knot rested against her core.

The pleasure that flashed across her face when he settled between her thighs made him want to take her right then, but he knew her game wasn't over yet, and he was rather intrigued by what she might do if he got her riled up.

Bending his head down, he clutched her shoulders tightly and whispered in her ear, "I made a new vase today. It seemed like something I'd really like to drive my dick into over and over. I'm thinking about calling it Chu Ga Eul's Cunt."

He rubbed said dick against her.

"Oh, that's real"—she breathed heavily at his contact—"romantic, Sunbae."

"You want romantic or dirty?" he murmurred. "I only do one at a time."

"Go on."

He kissed her hard on the neck.

"Chu Ga Eul," he began, his voice darker and more intense. "Soulmates are supposed to stay together forever, right?"

She nodded.

"Then I'd like to fuck you every second of every minute of every hour of every day of forever and ever and ever." He rubbed his nose against her ear and blew hotly into it. "Still want me as your soulmate?"

That was her cue to say something. She usually shied away from talking dirty back to him, claiming that was his area of expertise, but tonight she turned her face toward him and answered confidently, "You don't have to be my soulmate to do that. So Yi Jeong, you can do it with me anytime."

Pleasantly surprised, he replied, "Touché, Ga Eul-yang. Care to try again?" "Huh?" Her typical shy expression surfaced.

"Come on. You can say something else. Say anything. Tell me what you're going to do to me."

"Um…" Ga Eul blushed and ducked her head. "S-sunbae, I don't know."

Yi Jeong tilted her chin back up with his finger.

"You know what I think?"


When she opened her mouth to speak, he shoved his finger inside it, and she clamped her lips and began sucking his digit automatically.

He grinned.

"I think you do know what to say. You're just scared of saying it. Scared and embarrassed." He rubbed the tip of his finger against her tongue. "But it's just us here, Ga Eul-yang. You can say anything you want. Come on." He pulled his finger out of her mouth and waited for her reply, but she just stared at him, her eyes restless and uncertain. Her expression made him want to hug her to him and comfort her, but that wouldn't help what he was trying to get out of her.

Instead, he addressed her in a more serious tone.

"Ga Eul-yang, I want to you try something. And you're not going to mince words here. We're not 'doing it' or 'fooling around' or 'making love.' I'm fucking you, and you're fucking me. So tell me you fucking love me. Go ahead. Say it."

Her eyes had widened as he went on, and now she barely whispered, "I love you."

"Aniyo. You didn't say it right. Tell me you fucking love me."

"I…I fucking love you."

"I can't hear you."

"I fucking love you."

"Good. Very good. Now say, 'I want to fuck you all night long.'"

"I want to"—Ga Eul cleared her throat—"I want to fuck you all night long."

"Mm, I'm not convinced. Let's put some emotion into it, shall we?"

"I want to fuck you all night long!"

"Okay, okay, Ga Eul-yang, louder does not equal sexier. Just…say it like you're trying to seduce me. Not that I would ever be that direct, you understand, but you get the idea."

"If you would never be that direct, then why do I have to be that direct?!"

"Because you need confidence. Just say it, Ga Eul-yang. Say the most shocking thing that comes into your mind, and say it like you really do want to fuck me till the end of eternity."

Ga Eul stayed silent for a moment, trying to concentrate on the warm brown eyes that knew her childishness and still desired her as a woman, eyes that longed only for her now, that pleaded only for her to stay and cried only for her when he missed her.

A growing awareness of something else crying out for her jolted her back to the present, however, and she suddenly knew what she wanted to say. Wrapping her legs around him, she pressed his member more firmly against herself.

"So Yi Jeong, I'm gonna take your dick in my mouth and make you mine."

"Mm-hmm, okay, please do."

Lowering her voice until it came out throaty and just louder than a whisper, she continued, "First, I'm gonna lick your balls until they're as heavy and as hard as the ones on our pool table. Then I'll take you so deep in my throat, you'll think I'm swallowing you, and I'm gonna suck you so hard that when you cum I'm gonna drown in it."

"Oh god." He thrust his pelvis deeper into hers and groaned into her neck. "Where did that come from? Please…continue."

She smiled triumphantly at him and stroked his cheek when she spoke again.

"You know what I like about you, Sunbae?"

"No idea."

"Your dick's even bigger than Jun Pyo's ego."

Yi Jeong's shot open then and he burst out laughing, his whole body shaking against her, sparking more heat in her core.

"Oh god." He kissed her neck as he continued laughing. "That's the greatest thing I ever heard. Please say that again. I literally might cum if you say that again. I'm going to…no, I won't tell that to Woo Bin, I promise, but I really, really want to." Yi Jeong squeezed her and pressed another hard kiss to her cheek. "God, I fucking love you. If you say that to me when I'm inside you…just…oh god…"

Ga Eul giggled, proud of herself for coming up with the remark.

"I fucking love you too, Sunbae."

"You wanna know a secret?" Yi Jeong kissed her again and relaxed into her.

"Mm, what?"

"Jun Pyo's ego is bigger than his own dick."

"Yah, that's disgusting."

"You don't think my dick is dis-"

"But why would I want to know that?"

"That still doesn't tell you anything about it, seeing how superhumanly proportioned mine is. For all you know—"

"I don't want to know!"

Yi Jeong chuckled.

"Good. You're not allowed to think about other guys' dicks, although that could be hot depending on what you are thinking about."

"Yi Jeong, I can promise you the only dick I think about is the irritating one smothering me right now."

"You're really sexy when you're mad."


"But you know, you're really lucky to have me. I feel bad for those two. They've been together a lot longer than we have, and I still don't think they have it figured out."


"You know what 'it' means." Yi Jeong snuggled up against her like he might smother her for real.

"No, I really don't, Sunbae. Would you care to enlighten me? I am just an innocent country girl, after all."

Yi Jeong lifted up on his arms again and gave her an amused stare.

"Innocent my ass."

"But Sunbae, aren't you going to show it to me?"

"My ass?"

Ga Eul giggled and massaged said ass with one hand while the other one reached for the elastic of his boxers.

"Aniyo. I mean, I'd like that too, but right now I was thinking of something else." She drew the elastic out and snapped it back.

He lowered his face down to hers.

"Tell me what you want then."

"If I tell you what I want, you have to give it to me."


"Even if it's hard?" She raised her eyebrows suggestively.

"Especially if it's hard."

"Baby, come inside me, then cum inside me," she whispered, her eyes demanding and full of desire.

"I'll cum all over you if you want."

He lifted off of her and pulled down his boxers, discarding them on the floor so that she had a nice view of his erection, the tip of it already quite slippery with pre-cum. She'd planned on doing some things of her own, but they would have to wait.

Her body ached for him.

His engorged length, long and thick and throbbing, tantalized her as it slipped out of his boxers, and she hardened at the sight of it. Torn between glancing at his member and the chiseled muscles of his abdomen and the lust in his eyes mirroring her own, she reached out and touched him, smiling when he moaned and begged her to keep going. Rubbing his pre-cum over the rest of his member, she massaged him how he liked it. Gentle strokes at first, then swift pumps. Eager for his member to fill out faster, she reached behind and cupped his balls gently, squeezing them until he let out a guttural growl and went rock-hard in her hand.

"Ga Eul-yang," he pleaded when he had gotten almost as stiff as he would go, and she took her hand away.

"Come inside me," she repeated.

Not answering, Yi Jeong shoved his hands up her thighs as she went spread-eagle of her own accord, thrusting her hips up to grant him more access.

Yi Jeong felt like he would burst at any moment, and it took all of his willpower not to cum when he saw her—soaked where his mouth had been not too long ago—and his head roughly nudged her once-again swollen nub as he lined them up. When he thrust into her, her walls—still amazingly tight after all their encounters—clenched him mercilessly, and she squirmed, unwittingly driving him deeper into her. She felt deeper and hotter than he'd ever experienced her before, and he roughly devoured her mouth with his own, trying to distract himself while she adjusted to his length.

He filled her now, completed her, and their bodies began moving in tandem with each other, each trying to give the other as much pleasure as they were taking. Ga Eul bucked against him as he pumped into her desperately and she clung onto him, moaning nonsense as her body jerked of its own accord and rocked harder and harder and harder and harder until she reached her peak just as his member burst, its release flooding into her, then spilling out hot and milky onto her thighs as he pulled out and collapsed on top of her, as spent and disoriented as she was.

Yes, that was it.

That was her favorite part—when their bodies became as much one as she knew their souls were. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew Yi Jeong would call it mere carnal instinct, the euphoria in her brain caused by an orgasm—his or hers or both—and nothing more, but she knew she couldn't possibly feel this way with anybody else. He felt it too, even if he didn't want to admit it. It was in the way he kissed her after they finished—not hungrily like before but tenderly, like he was taking all the pleasure he needed in the world from feeling her mouth on his. It was in the way he rubbed his hands up and down her back, apologizing if he thought he'd been too rough. It was in the way he pulled her close and told her to go to sleep, told her he would be there when she woke up, told her if he was a romantic, he would call that making love.