Defective Banana - Chapter 20

Seohyuk looked down at the pale body beneath him with a satisfied gaze, a soft smile playing at his lips.

“Ara, do you know how unbelievably beautiful you look right now?” he said gently.

Ara didn’t even hear what he said. All she could focus on was that thick, heavy thing pressing down between her legs, nudging her again and again. The thought of it actually going in sent a jolt of fear through her—if it really did, the pressure would be overwhelming. Her heart felt like it might burst from the sheer tension.

Every time he moved his hips, her body flinched, trembling. And when she caught sight of that smug, twisted grin on his face, her anger flared.

Without thinking, Ara raised her hand and slapped him across the cheek again. Her voice shook with both fear and frustration as she snapped a warning at him.

“Go slow. If you hurt me, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Seohyuk wasn’t even fazed by the sudden slap. More than the sting on his cheek, what overwhelmed him was the wild throbbing of his c0ck—he felt so insanely happy, he could’ve cried.

The more she hit him, the more his bl00d boiled and his desire surged. It made him think, if he had to risk everything he had for her, it still wouldn’t be a waste.

Instead of backing off, Seohyuk smiled widely, the deep dimples in his cheeks showing as he spoke in a voice thick with arousal.

“Ha… I don’t want you to hurt,” he said, breathless. “So I’ll try my fucking best to be careful.”

He paused for a moment, trying to calm himself. His chest rose and fell with shaky breaths as he reached for her zipper and slowly pulled it down. With one hand, he slid her jeans off completely.

Eyes slightly dazed, he looked down at her through trembling lashes, then gently placed his palm over her thin underwear. His gaze asked for permission—Can I touch you here?

Ara nodded. After watching countless videos and exploring her body on her own, she had learned what she liked, what made her body light up. And right now, her whole center pulsed with anticipation.

Seohyuk met her gaze again, then started to stroke her gently through the fabric.

“Ahh… haah…”

Her soft moan only drove him further. The heat, the softness under his fingertips—it was so tender, so intimate, it nearly made him dizzy. He felt like he could pass out from how good it was.

Then his hand slipped under her underwear, and he felt her directly—bare skin, warm and slick. The sensation was so intense that his eyes nearly welled up. But he bit down on his lip and held back the tears, not wanting to ruin the moment.

What he felt at his fingertips was like touching the inside of a mouth. No, even softer, more delicate. The sensation made a wild urge rise in him to kiss that spot, to taste it.

It was so endlessly soft it made his chest ache. He wanted to rip her underwear off right then and there, press his lips to her, and suck her in completely. The craving to devour her pale, perfect body whole surged through him like a fever.

‘God… I really might be a pervert.’

He exhaled shakily and stared into her eyes.

Watching her with her head tilted back, eyes closed, breath ragged and uneven, she looked so damn sweet and sexy, it drove him crazy. The way she looked right then made him want nothing more than to thrust into her, hard and deep, over and over. The craving burned through him.

But he held himself back, barely keeping his urges in check, and instead gently stroked her soft, sensitive flesh, moving his fingers slowly up and down with care.

He knew if he messed this up now, everything could fall apart. And if that happened, he might really end up crying—sobbing like a child. That’s how careful he was being.

Soon, he felt the slight dip beneath his fingertips—the entrance. Carefully, he slid one finger in and watched her face closely.

She flinched for a moment, as if surprised, but thankfully didn’t curse or push him away. Relieved, he gently pushed his finger a little deeper inside.

The soft, trembling moan that followed was so delicate and sweet, it reminded him of a tiny kitten’s cry.

Even with just a single finger, Ara squeezed her eyes shut, her legs pressing together with a tremble.

“Does it hurt? Should I stop?”

Ara had tried touching herself before, but Seohyuk’s fingers were longer, thicker… It felt almost like having a c0ck inside her. The ache that came with it was sharp, deep.

But when he looked at her for a response, Ara shook her head.

 “No… haa… keep going. Just slowly.”

Seohyuk swallowed hard. “I-I’ll go as gently as I can… so if it hurts, tell me, okay?”

Seohyuk finally slid off the small panties still clinging to her thighs and looked down at Ara’s bare, pale body, momentarily lost in awe.

How could she be this fair and beautiful? Her skin looked like a blank white canvas—one he wanted to stain completely red with his lips.

A faint smile touched his lips as he leaned in close to her ear and whispered softly.

 “You’re really… unbelievably beautiful.”

He cupped her flushed cheek with one hand and kissed her lower lip softly, while the other hand slid between her legs again, touching her with gentle, circular strokes.

Seohyuk carefully slid his fingers back into the narrow, tender spot and gently stroked her. Ara let out a soft, trembling moan, as if she might cry.

As her delicate flesh slowly began to adjust, Seohyuk could feel the slick wetness growing. Pressing in deeper, he silently prayed to every god he could think of, hoping her body would be soaked enough to finally take him in.

After a while, he added a second finger. He figured at least three would need to fit if she were going to be able to take him at all. But even with two, she was still tight.

Despite how much he’d worked her open with his fingers, the tightness inside was still overwhelming. Bending down, Seohyuk gripped her thighs and looked between them. The flushed pink skin between her legs looked too small, too delicate. It didn’t seem possible.

His head buzzed at the realization—this wasn’t going to be easy.

Lowering himself between her thighs, he buried his face deep between her thighs, using the warmth of his mouth to soothe her tense, delicate flesh. Ara let out a faint moan, her hips twisting slightly.

At the same time, Seohyuk gently caressed her from the inside with his fingers, silently and desperately praying that it would be possible.

As his skilled fingers slid in and out with increasing depth and ease, Ara bit her lip and covered her mouth with one hand, overwhelmed and unsure what to do with herself.

“Ah!”

It was that position she’d seen so many times in porn. A shiver of dizzying pleasure shot up her spine.

That sharp, tingling sensation rippled through her chest, leaving her face burning hot.

The electrifying thrill spreading through her whole body felt so good, she thought she could keep going like this all night.

Her heart pounded as anticipation built.

She knew exactly what this feeling was—she was right at the edge. That same peak she’d reached before, alone. But this time, it wasn’t her fingers. It was someone else. And it was so much better.

Struggling to lift her head, Ara pushed herself halfway up, her trembling legs barely supporting her. Then, with one hand, she grabbed a fistful of Kang Seohyuk’s black hair, his face still buried between her thighs.

“Seohyuk… I-I think I’m about to come… just a little more, ah—hng! Haah!”

Letting out urgent moans, Ara clutched his hair tightly and lifted her hips, her body reacting on its own.

The overwhelming wave of pleasure hit her hard, and she whimpered like she might cry.

As the climax rolled through her, intense enough to leave her dazed, Ara trembled all over.

To think she’d lived this long never knowing how good this could feel—with someone else. It made her feel foolish. Like every time she’d touched herself before was just child’s play.

Breathless and overwhelmed to the point of fainting, Ara finally let go of Seohyuk’s hair and collapsed back onto the bed.

Seohyuk looked up, his face flushed, breathing heavy.

Ara’s skin was glowing pink, her lips parted, eyes unfocused. She looked gorgeous. And completely undone.

He moved between her legs, holding himself, and whispered through broken breaths.

“Ara… haahh… I’m going to start now. Try to hang in there, okay? It’ll get better soon—I promise. You’ll like it… I swear.”

As the slick head of his c0ck rubbed against Ara’s already oversensitive pvssy, her pale body flinched and twitched with every touch.

Loving the way she reacted, Seohyuk kept rubbing against her while reaching for his discarded pants. He slipped a condom out from his wallet.

“Just in case… I brought one.”

Ara, still dazed, looked down between her legs. When Kang Seohyuk tore the condom open with his teeth, the bold letters XXL on the wrapper practically jumped out at her, and a fresh wave of worry swept through her.

She kept watching as he let out a warm, heated breath and took the condom, slowly rolling it down from the tip of his c0ck along the thick shaft.

Then, pressing his hard length against her entrance, he gently moved it up and down, signaling that he was about to begin.

“Okay,” he said, voice low and trembling. “I’m going to be really, really careful.”

His deep voice trembled, and his rock-hard c0ck throbbed heavily, pulsing like it was about to burst.

It was Ara’s first time too, and as she felt the head of his c0ck nudging and rubbing against her flesh, she couldn’t take her eyes off Seohyuk’s face.

She watched his serious, focused expression beneath that dark hair, stared at his slightly parted lips, and found herself admiring his features—quietly waiting to take him in.