⚠️ MATURE

The next morning, Jiyong has Dara bent over the kitchen table, pounding into her from behind as her fingernails scratch along the wood. He tugs her hair back, twisting her face to his, and crushing her lips with his own.

He snakes his hand around her middle, sliding it down her stomach until it reaches its destination between her legs. With only a shirt on that's hitched up to her back, she arched into his touch, moaning when his fingers find her clit. "Oh gosh..."

Jiyong worked her into a frenzy, trailing his lips from her and leaving marks on her throat.

"You're so wet, babe. I fucking love it."

Dara moaned out loud, already edging towards release as she pressed herself against the table. Jiyong sweeps his fingers up the nape of her neck, collecting her long brown hair between them and squeezing his fist, ramming into her harder, while still fingering her with his other hand.

"Come for me, Dara," he demanded, leaning forward on top of her, his chest to her back, thrusting his hips with impossible intensity.

She shattered against the table. Her body convulses around his cock, a cry escaping her lips.

Jiyong whispered against her ear as she came down from euphoria, brushing her hair aside and slowing his pace "That's my girl." He said, proudly, desire filled his voice.

Dara hardly recovered when Jiyong pulled out of her and pinned her around, lifting her onto the table and settling between her legs. He kissed her again as he pushed back inside, hands planted on either side of her head as she linked her feet behind his back.

His thrusts were slow and even, and she already felt the pressure building again when he broke the kiss to hold her eyes.

The way he looked at her. She couldn't help but get lost in his gaze. It's too intimate, with too much unspoken emotion, and too much love.

He's still moving inside her, but not so hard. Not as fast. Making love to her on the table first thing in the morning before they could even finish their breakfast.

"Ahhh..."

Jiyong groaned and came richly inside her.

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"Are you even planning on stopping?" Dara asked as she side-eyed Jiyong who was busy kissing her on the throat while they were lying on the bed, yet again, that afternoon.

They even missed lunch but it didn't stop Jiyong from making love to her over and over again.

Jiyong raised his head from her neck. "Never?" He answered, grinning cheekily.

Dara pushed him on the chest. "Jiyong, I'm sore. We...I need a break."

"Sorry." He said, insincerely, earning a glare from her. He smirked. "I'll prepare a bath for you. Wait here for a sec."

He gave her one last kiss on the lips before standing up from the bed, unabashedly naked, to head towards the bathroom.

She heard running water after and she was relieved to finally get a 'break'.

Geez. Is Jiyong always been this horny? He's unstoppable! Almost like a demon.

"God...I'm starting to regret this. I have a feeling he won't give me a break in the next couple of days." She sighed.

It's like he finally quenched his thirst for her and now he's not planning on stopping his desires.

"Bath is ready," he announced as he unceremoniously scooped her up from the bed, startling her.

"Jiyong!"

He chuckled as he easily carried her to the bathroom and gently put her in the bathtub.

Once in the water, she couldn't help but groan in delight, at the soothing warm water around her sore body.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, softly.

She looked up at his smiling face, a small blush even creeping on his cheeks. He's blooming. This might be what people call an after-sex glow.

She wondered if she was glowing the same after the nonstop sex they'd been doing. She blushed at the thought.

He kissed her on the lips. "What are you thinking, babe?"

She shook her head. "Nothing." She avoided his gaze when he raised a brow at her. "Uh..er, thanks for the warm bath. It feels good."

Jiyong smiled as he grabbed a shampoo and squirted the bottle on his palm, he then put it on her hair and started washing them, occasionally massaging her head.

Dara closed her eyes as she relaxed in the warm bath and let Jiyong bathe her. She wasn't surprised anymore when he also washed her body, from her neck to her chest, down to the most sensitive part of her body.

She moaned in pleasure as she opened her eyes to see a smirking Jiyong. He massaged her down there gently, almost teasingly.

She squirmed in protest. She couldn't handle another sex today.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna do anything more. I just want to help you soothe especially down here." His voice was low and husky. "I'll be inside you oftentimes now, so I want to treat it right."

She bit her lips as she glared at him. "Stop teasing me."

He laughed as he pulled his hand back. "Alright, alright." He rinsed her body before he started taking a bath too. After rinsing, he joined her in the bathtub.

Dara scooped a little bit forward to make room for Jiyong behind her. Thankfully, the bathtub fits enough for two people.

He immediately settled and started massaging her shoulders. She then relaxed in his arms.

"You're too sore for bath sex so let's settle with this, my love." He teased, again.

She sighed at the pleasure his hands were doing to her sore muscles. "D-Don't stop..."

"Don't stop what? The sex?"

She reached for his hair to yank it. "The massage, dummy."

He laughed as he stopped her hand on his hair to plant a kiss. "Okay."

She smiled as she laid her head on the crook of his neck. "This is nice."

"I'm glad you like it." He responded warmly, kissing her head.

The massage didn't stop and they fell into a comfortable silence for a while until she remembered something.

"When are you leaving?"

His hand stopped on massaging her. "Leaving?"

She looked at him. He looked confused. "When are you going back to Malcom?"

"Oh." He understood. He continued his massage again. "I'm staying."

She looked surprised. "What? Why?" She stopped his hand. "How about District 7? Who's in charge if you're gone?"

He shrugged. "Taeyang's in charge in Malcom for the meantime while I handle some business here in District 4." He then looked at her, seemingly in deep thoughts. "Coincidentally, you chose this town for your soul-searching. Perhaps, I can crash in your place?"

She didn't believe him in one bit at that last part. It's no coincidence. He already knew she was staying here. If he really wants it, Jiyong could get the most expensive hotel to stay in this town, but she knew he wouldn't do that. He's too attached to her hips.

"Even if I refuse, I know your stuff is already waiting outside the door by now." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Am I right?"

He chuckled as he kissed her on the cheek. "You know me too well, babe."

She sighed. "Right." Right. "What's your business in Mount Vernon?"

Suddenly, Jiyong's playful mood changed, and he quickly appeared too serious. He attempted to evade answering her by massaging her again, but she stopped his hand. No matter how good it felt, he couldn't easily distract her with this.

"Jiyong?" Her voice demanding. "I'm not letting you crash my place if you don't tell me."

He smiled at her attempted threat. "Okay." He lifted his hand to caress her cheeks. "I need allies. I'm building a better world to keep you safe."

She held her breath as she shifted her position to face him properly now. It might sound sweet if heard by others but for her, it sounds...dangerous.

"H-how? How would you build an alliance with Mount Vernon?"

He smirked, as his looks darkened at the same time. "Election is upcoming this year. Vernon needs my help to win the electoral campaign against," he looked at her knowingly, "my dear stepfather."

Her heart throbbed fast right away. Now that he stated his other reason, it sounded even more dangerous.

She was reminded about the events last year during the Thanksgiving dinner. The murderous tension between Mayor Yang and Jiyong. Madame Kwon trembling in fear.

She gripped his arm, tight, as she looked at him in panic. "Jiyong, Mayor Yang is a dangerous man. This election means a lot to him." She said, worriedly. "He won't hesitate to kill you."

He scoffed. "I don't care about that, babe." He held to her hand gripping his arm tight. "Did you forget who am I?" He almost sounded teasing but she knew this tone no less. He was serious...and equally dangerous. "That House must go down."

Dara could tell Jiyong's hatred for Mayor Yang runs deep. He wanted to end Mayor Yang's political power and even his bloodline, that's for sure.

She bit her lips in worry. Lost in thoughts. If things will go out of hand, out of Jiyong's control, he...he, he might...

A soft and gentle hand raised her chin.

"Don't worry too much. I'll be safe. I promised." Jiyong said to assure her as he kissed her on the lips.

But she still knew, there was no way he could guarantee that. He has too many enemies.

When he pulled out from the kiss, his mood changed to something lighthearted again. Maybe to cheer her up.

"How about we go on a date today then we go somewhere we can destress after all these serious talks?"

She blinked at him. "I thought sex was one way to destress. We had plenty enough already."

He coughed. "Correction, somewhere I do to destress before you finally let me fuck you yesterday."

"Jiyong!" She elbowed him.

"Ouch!" He laughed. "Babe, you had no idea the lengths I had to do to control myself before when you were only treating me as your 'best friend'." She elbowed him again. "I get horny a lot so I had to do something to destress, you know."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you confessing to me you were slee—"

"No, no, not that. I've been celibate since I met you." He held her hand but she wasn't swayed. "I'm telling the truth. I couldn't get it up any—"

"Okay, okay, stop! I don't want to hear any of that."

He stifled a smile. "Are you jealous thinking about me with—"

"Complete that sentence and I won't let you fuck me again."

He gasped. "Fine, fine, I won't tease you anymore."

She's satisfied to hear that. "So, what do you do to destress before then?"

He grinned as he also looked at her, smugly.

"Race."

--//--//tbc

a/n: You two are so silly ;) THANK YOU FOR READING. Pls dont forget to vote, leave comments, suggestions, and love. See you in the next race (chap).

love, siv

HAPPY 4th of JULY!