At the End of the Hidden Greenery - Chapter 161
“Such words… ah…”
Callan’s breath brushed against Jiwoo’s skin. His warm breath heightened the shallow pleasure everywhere his saliva had been.
Though his hair now gleamed with a different color, the flowing elegance remained the same. As it cascaded over her skin, it tickled where his lips had just passed.
“Ah, so, so good…”
Jiwoo gasped and hugged Callan’s head and squeezed her eyes shut. The touch of his tongue sent tingles through her entire body. She couldn’t tell whether the sensations came from pleasure or the lingering effects of the ‘poison’
Callan’s persistent and meticulous attention gradually moved downward, as if ensuring no part of her body was left untouched by his caress. When he reached Jiwoo’s legs, he gently parted them, lifting one onto his shoulder. Then he placed a kiss between her thighs.
A pitiful sound echoed through the quiet room.
“Callan…”
“Yes, Jiwoo?”
Callan lifted gaze to meet hers. His eyes were heavy with lust. The familiar green of his irises had been replaced by a piercing blue, with flecks of red glimmering, as if she was staring into a blood-red moon in a blue sky.
Callan smirked and said.
“You promised to feed me the medicine, but here I am doing all the consuming instead. Then again, medicine is for those addicted to it.”
His dark and snake-like tongue flicked over his lower lips.
“You’re the one offering the medicine, aren’t you?”
In truth, Callan had always been as sly and venomous as a snake.
The heat rose to Jiwoo’s face. Callan still refused to use his hands, relying solely on his tongue as though this truly were some medicinal act. Yet, his touch only left Jiwoo feeling hot.
“Aht, aaht…! Huuht…!”
Callan focused on the spots that elicited the strongest reactions from Jiwoo. His hands only acted as a guide for his tongue to skillfully move. He parted her folds before plunging his tongue deep within her.
True to his cunning nature, Callan wielded his tongue with the same mastery. It felt unnaturally long and impossibly wet. It felt like he was really a snake.
Slick, wet sound filled the air whenever he moved and she dripped liquid even more.
The liquid traces continued to make her feel hot. She couldn’t even distinguish whether it was his saliva or her own love juice.
“Aah, uh…ung!”
Callan’s hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wider as he buried his face fully between her legs. He licked and tasted her like a dog.
“No, Callan, ung… ah!”
Jiwoo’s hands flew to her face, muffling her cries. The heat rushing through her felt as though it would burst if she didn’t contain it.
For someone so composed and teacherly, Callan seemed to abandon all that in bed. And he didn’t care about it.
It seemed like he only thrusted his tongue inside to spread his poison-like saliva onto her walls. Jiwoo’s body burned like she was holding a pillar of fire deep inside.
Sliding upward, his lips found her sensitive cl*t and gently sucked.
“Aahk!”
The untouched nub was swollen with anticipation. Blood had rushed there, heightening its sensitivity, and now it was cradled by the warmth of his lips. His snake-like tongue coiled around it and licked it. Jiwoo’s head fell back even though it wasn’t much of a stimulation.
With every stroke of his tongue, it was as if he was painting her cl*t with a delicate brush. Each touch sent a shiver through her body. Even though he hadn’t touched her entrance, it quivered and leaked love juice.
“Uh, hu-uht, uuhng…”
Even when Callan finally lifted his lips, Jiwoo’s body kept trembling.
The cl*t he had bit and suck was now swollen and throbbing. It was almost as if it was vibrating on its own.
“Callan…”
Her body yearned for it.
A climax so intense it would leave her utterly breathless. A pleasure that would make her scream silently.
Despite his ability to drive Jiwoo to the edge, Callan continued his teasing. Perhaps because of the poison, the foreplay was much more than usual.
‘If only he’d just put it inside and move already…’
When Jiwoo was at a loss, Callan leaned forward and blew between her legs. The warm breath touched her cl*t.
“Aahk…!”
The wind felt sharp. Jiwoo’s body jerked uncontrollably, and tears welled up on the corners of her eyes.
Even the faintest breeze sent her spiraling toward another climax with her body that had become so sensitive.
Callan, who had been watching Jiwoo trembling and enduring her climax, placed a gentle hand on her stomach and stroked it.
“Seo Jiwoo, are you trying to make me jealous of the wind?”
“That, that’s Callan’s tease….”
“Tease?”
Callan pressed his finger firmly against her cl*t that he had stimulated with his breath.
“Ah… ! Callan!”
The cl*t had become so sensitive it could climax with the wind. Jiwoo’s body froze, as if she could come again with one touch. Before she could even catch her breath, Callan began to rub slow, deliberate circles over her cl*t.
“Jiwoo? Do you think this is just teasing?”
“Ah, ha-ang, aaahhh….!”
“If it feels like teasing, then I’ll have to work hard to make sure you take me seriously.”
He moved to trace the shape of her cl*t, then he stroked it up and down.
“Ah, aahh! Huahng!”
His hand moved back and forth relentlessly. Even though she had reached her climax once, another pleasure wrapped around her entire body.
“Hah!”
Jiwoo grabbed Callan’s arm and shook her head weakly.
Callan finally pulled back, but not without licking his now-drenched fingers. Judging from that, he didn’t seem like he would back away easily.
Jiwoo watched with red face as he licked his fingers
And then she noticed something had changed.
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