Thank You For Being Trash

Distria —Kang Hyukjun

Lepis —Lee Sehyun

Female lead —Lee Dayoon

Dayoon couldn’t resist Hyukjun’s temptation and tightly grasped his member with one hand. The heat felt on her palm wasn’t hindered by the thin fabric.

As her hand moved more vigorously, Hyukjun’s breathing became irregular. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, he leaned on her shoulder as if it were hard for him to stand. His hot breath against her shoulder became more and more intense.

“Ah… feels good, Dayoon.”

The bathroom was filled with the sound of water falling and Hyukjun’s rough breathing. He licked her shoulder, tasting the sweet scent that filled his mouth. Starting from there, he kissed and licked her neck, shoulders, arms, and chest.

He liked the traces that bloomed red and spread.

Stimulated by these actions, her body slid down the wall and crumbled to the floor. She felt like she was being devoured by a beast.

He grabbed Dayoon’s hand that was damp, either by water or his fluids and kissed his lips to it. He licked between her fingers, mixing saliva with the dripping water on the floor. Soon, her clothes were lightly torn off by Hyukjun’s gestures.

He lightly flicked the erected n*pples with his fingers.

“Heup…!”

Dayoon’s brief gasp was muffled into his lips.

She needed stimulation, something to split and fill her. Dayoon reached out her arms and embraced Hyukjun. As she pressed their bodies close, she felt his swollen member against her. Perhaps due to the water, each action felt even more profound.

Sensing her desire to be f*cked, Hyukjun whispered in her ear.

“Do you want to be f*cked?

She quickly shook her head, regaining her senses before she went too far down the wrong path. Speaking up now might not change anything, but Dayoon grabbed Hyukjun’s arm.

“No…! Ah!”

As his fingers entered her secret place, the already moist interior was damp. He probed inside, bringing his lips close. Holding her legs, he slipped his tongue inside and licked up her juices. Despite continually swallowing, the water kept flowing out.

It made the corners of his mouth rise.

“I’ll f*ck you as you want.”

He lifted her in his arms and left the bathroom without even closing the shower.

When the sound of water falling gradually faded, Hyukjun pushed Dayoon onto the bed and urgently began removing their clothes. The wet fabric didn’t come off easily after being soaked in water. He gave up stripping completely and inserted himself directly into her.

“Kugh…!”

The tightness inside was still unfamiliar to him, so it was overwhelming.

Even without thrusting in and out a few times, the approaching climax made his head spin. He stopped the back-and-forth motion and kissed all over her body. He liked seeing her whimpering beneath him and her disheveled appearance.

Then came the jealousy toward the men in her past who had seen her in this state.

It was a strange train of thought.

He thrust inside Dayoon’s interior more vigorously. Her body arched beautifully as she struggled to take his massive size. Her legs, which were spread as wide as possible, trembled. Her legs bobbed up and down with his movements.

He grabbed her legs and placed them on his body.

Pausing for a moment from the fullness that was even more intense than before, Dayoon gasped for air. Hyukjun swallowed Dayoon’s rough breaths as if not allowing her a moment to catch her breath before he relentlessly thrust into her.

By the time the wetness had dried, her forehead was once again soaked with sweat.

As he wiped off Dayoon’s sweat, he also licked away the tears streaming down from the intense affair. He swallowed her lips, which kept screaming at him to stop.

Hyykjun’s brain, which was consumed by lust, came up with an absurd idea.

If he kept coveting and coveting her all day like this, perhaps someday he could be able to covet her heart.

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The day after Hyukjun had sex with Dayoon, they went outside as promised, under the condition that he would go on a date with her. She was eager to breathe in the fresh air outside, so she willingly agreed.

As expected, she would be watched.

Since she was going to be watched anyway, she thought it would be the most comfortable and enjoyable to go out with Hyukjun.

Right before they went out, he handcuffed one of her arms before he attached the other end to his arm, held her hand, and put it in his coat pocket. Dayoon sighed at the sight, even though she didn’t need to see it to know what he was intending.

“There needs to be some insurance, after all.”

“….”

Maybe he was convinced that she would run away. Hyukjun’s words, though clearly spoken in a soft tone, felt like a threat to her. It made her feel strange. Well, it was amusing that even that made Dayoon feel disappointed that Hyukjun didn’t trust her.

She brushed away the subtle feeling she had sensed.

It also felt good to be outside after a long time. Initially, they went to the rooftop of Hyukjun’s officetel, where there was a café. She felt happy sipping coffee after a long time. She liked coffee enough to drink it twice a day.

After finishing her coffee, Dayoon gazed at the scenery.

“Make sure to bring me an Americano every morning from now on.”

Hyukjun’s mouth twitched after hearing her promise to spend tomorrow with him. He took her hand and strolled around the rooftop.

In the street where the artificial lake flowed gently, and the spring breeze rustled among the falling cherry blossoms, Dayoon looked beautiful. He couldn’t resist the impulse in that moment.

He kissed her lips.

“Ah…”

After that, profanities escaped her parted lips.

It wasn’t bad.

Hyukjun found Dayoon fascinating. How was she able to smile at him after enduring all the things he forced upon her? So, he had unrealistic fantasies. He wondered if she was willing to endure those actions because she liked him?

It was an absurd thought.

Did he really become a fool for love, or was it his narrow-minded thinking that hoped Dayoon would also behave in the same way as him?

Afterward, the two of them came down from the rooftop and had a meal at a nearby restaurant. As she was connected to Hyukjun’s right hand, he had to feed her, but she still wanted to have a meal at the restaurant. She felt that if they went back to the apartment, she might not be able to go out again.

Then they went into the department store run by Hyukjun and browsed through various clothes. The VVIP exclusive mall, filled only with serious-faced employees, was quiet.

She didn’t expect his previously lifted lips to come down at the sight of what seemed like a date. Her heart was itching. Perhaps it was the excitement of going out after a long time.

He was satisfied seeing Dayoon, who was smiling easily. The sound of her laughter in his ear and her occasionally closing body aroused him again. Hyukjun exhaled a breath against his half-erect member.

He thought people who couldn’t hold back their arousal like this was an idiot. Had he become that idiot?

“Try this on.”

After he randomly picked up some clothes nearby and led her into the fitting room, he kissed her neck as he closed the door and locked it.

A sweet sound escaped from Dayoon’s lips. Her arms trembled as she pushed Hyukjun away.

“Heup…!”

“Shh, the sound.”

His hand brushed near her chest and unzipped the back. Though the clothes still hung on her arms, it was enough for her concealed chest to be revealed.

Dayoon tried to cover her breasts with her other arm, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. Hyukjun released the handcuffs from his hand and lifted her hands before attaching them to her other arm. Then, with both hands free, he grinned.

“If you don’t want to announce that you’re getting f*cked, stay quiet.”

Dayoon’s lips clenched tightly.

The next moment, he buried his face in her chest, licking the inside with his lips. He left marks with his teeth, and with his other hand, he lightly poked her lower area. Using his fingers, he spread her insides, teasing the entrance.

She twisted her waist in resistance, but as her arms were bound, it caused her to lose balance and tilt to the side.

“Hu-uhp. St….op.”

“But you’re getting wet like this.”

He slightly spread her underwear and inserted his fingers into the gap. With his other hand, he covered her lips to muffle her protests. He lightly bit her bra and seductively nibbled on her protruding chest.

Lewd sounds of friction-filled the fitting room.

Hyukjun bit Dayoon’s lips, unbuckling his belt. He kissed her trembling legs and teased her entrance by gently brushing his member against it. The slippery sensation gave a tantalizing feeling.

He licked the fingers that had been stirring inside her.

“Haa… Dayoon.”

As he teased her cl*toris, inserting and withdrawing his twitching member, her dripping fluids lubricated his member. Her dress on the floor became dirty with the slippery fluids.

Hyukjun pushed his member into her.

Regardless of personal preferences, Dayoon was not enjoying the current situation. No matter how wild things got, there was a line that shouldn’t be crossed. She didn’t want to do it in public. Causing trouble to others and potentially ruining her life was not worth a moment of recklessness.

She wanted something safe rather than stimulating. Moreover, her bound wrists were not a playful restraint but rather an irritation. She felt discomfort, displeasure, and annoyance. If she had known it would come to having s*x in public like this, the officetel would have been preferable.

Dayoon turned her head left and right, then froze as she saw the lewd scene reflected in the mirror.

The confined space and their connected parts were painfully erotic. Her body quivered with the overwhelming excitement emanating from within.

She squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her head.

‘…This, this isn’t right.’

She exhaled sharply at the intense stimulation inside.

“Dayoon, what are you thinking?”

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