Small and Fragile Things - Chapter 35

Her body had pushed past its limits—and finally collapsed. Now it trembled in small, helpless spasms, completely out of her control.

Lying flat on her stomach, lashes still soaked and clumped together, she lay there motionless while his large hands gently worked over her arms and legs. Somehow, he knew exactly where to press, easing the tension in all the right places.

“You look like you hate me to death. I’m doing this so you won’t hurt, you know.”

“Liar…”

Maybe it was because of how roughly he’d handled her just moments ago, but his energy now—so calm, so unaffected—felt almost unfair. Unlike her, completely worn out and dazed, he was still perfectly fine. Unlike her, who had never done any of this before… he was clearly experienced.

And that stung a little.

“What now?”

Muk-hyun hadn’t looked away from her face even once. His gaze now lingered on her lips, slightly pouting in frustration.

“Why the sulky face?”

When she didn’t answer right away, he clicked his tongue, just once. Then, without warning, he gently turned her over and brought his lips down to her chest.

“Ah—!”

As soon as he took her br3ast—cupped in his palm—into his mouth and started sucking, Irang let out a startled moan. She was already so sensitive that the sensation hit like a sharp jolt of pain… but what made it worse—or better—was how quickly that pain melted into pleasure.

Hot, thick, and rising fast—just like before.

And right along with it, her untouched center began to throb again, aching with a hunger that hadn’t even been fed yet.

Irang let out a string of soft, pained moans, shaking her head weakly—until he suddenly pulled his lips away. She peeked at him through half-lidded eyes.

“What’s the point of trying if you don’t even want it? Fine, then.”

Muk-hyun climbed off the bed completely, then took hold of both her ankles—one in each hand—and spread her legs wide open.

Her n1pples were still standing firm, her lower half completely exposed in a way that made her flush with embarrassment… but she couldn’t look away. Because between her parted thighs, she could see him slowly removing his robe.

“…Huh?”

It almost would’ve been better if he’d kept his clothes on.

His body, now fully bare, felt like too much for her eyes to even take in. Is that really the body of the same species as me? How can someone be human and look so different?

A mix of awe, fear, and even a little envy rippled through her—until she realized he was watching her silently, taking in every flicker of emotion across her face.

“Hope you like what you see.”

The moment her face flared red, he yanked her body down toward him in one swift motion.

“Ah! W-Wait, just—just a second—”

But it was too late. His hot, heavy length was already pressed firmly against her soaked entrance.

She was just as bare as he was, but somehow, the shame of it overwhelmed her. She turned her head away, flustered—only for him to gently, but firmly, turn it back.

“Look at it properly. It’s yours to take.”

What came into view made her breath catch. It didn’t even feel real—like she wasn’t looking at something human, but something animal.

It was thick, long, heavy… intimidating. And it was all hers. Just seeing it made her swallow dryly.

That’s… going inside me?

“T-That… I don’t think it’s going to fit…”

And suddenly, she understood. That strange thing he’d said before—that all the teasing and torment was to keep it from hurting. Maybe… maybe that did make some kind of sense.

“Unfortunately for you, this is all I’ve got.”

No… this isn’t right. No matter what she tried, there was no way she could handle something like that.

“Wait, wait—just wait a—”

“Too late.”

The moment his eyes flashed—dark, completely overtaken by lust—his c0ck, thick as her forearm, pushed in without hesitation.

“Ahhh—!”

Her head snapped back on its own, mouth falling open in a silent gasp as her eyes twitched uncontrollably.

The shock of it—of being stretched so suddenly and so deeply—sent ripples through her entire body, too much to process all at once.

She could feel it—her insides stretching to the brink as his hard, unrelenting length forced its way in.

It felt like she was being split open.

Her inner walls instinctively clenched and recoiled in fear, trying to shrink away, as if they knew they couldn’t handle this.

The pressure was overwhelming—so intense that for a moment, only one thought flashed through her mind.

I’m going to break.

“Hnngh—wa, wait…!”

It just kept going. Every time she thought he was finally in, he’d push in deeper, inch by inch, as if there was no end.

Her face felt like it was going to explode. She’d bitten down on her lip so hard it had already split, the taste of bl00d mixing with the shallow gasps spilling from her mouth.

“Relax,” he said.

But how was she supposed to, when it felt like he was trying to fill her past her limits?

“H-How is this even… ah—!”

“I said relax. Or do you want to tear?”

Smack. Somewhere, something was struck—but instead of calming her, it only made things worse.

Startled, her inner walls clenched hard around him, like they had suction cups, gripping onto him with desperate force.

“Haa… fvck.”

A low, wet breath escaped his lips. And the moment she realized that sound had come from him, of all people—something inside her snapped.

Unbelievably, pleasure shot straight to her head, flooding her like a rush of heat.
Even in the middle of struggling, writhing in pain and pressure—her body still responded.

That part alone stunned her.

Irang-ah. Baby. Just a little more… Bunny, relax your body. He murmured it over and over, coaxing her like he was trying to soothe a frightened animal.

His voice was gentle, and the way his hands softly stroked her trembling, overstimulated spots helped ease some of the tension in her body. Just barely. But maybe… only she could feel that difference.

“…Guess there’s no other way, then.”

His voice dropped lower—calm, but with something final in it. After a bit more effort, he let out a sigh—like air slowly leaking from a balloon—then spoke.

“Irang.”

Every time he called her name in that low, sweet voice, something inside her seemed to melt. And maybe that’s why she let her guard down.

“Take a deep breath.”

Without thinking, she did as he said—filling her lungs with air. And in that exact moment, what had been slowly pushing in suddenly drove all the way, deep to the hilt, in one sharp thrust.

“……!”

Irang couldn’t even scream. She came, silently, her breath hitching in broken gasps as her entire body stiffened like a snapped marionette. Then suddenly, the tension unraveled—and a wave of euphoria surged through her.

“Ah—euung!”

It was terrifying.

Crossing the limit of what her body could feel… and then feeling absolutely nothing at all.

It felt like she’d been dropped into a different world—cut off, completely alone. A vague, consuming fear gripped her, What if this never ends? Her body trembled until her hearing slowly returned, and the blurry white haze in her vision began to clear.

“…It’s all in.”

The low, restrained voice clung to her ear. As if to praise her, he kissed her cheek and sucked gently on her earlobe. But she didn’t feel the least bit thankful.

Where that relentless thing had forced its way in, she was sure something had broken—maybe torn. The sensation there, tangled between pain and pleasure, was so jumbled she couldn’t even tell which it was.

“P-Please… give me a rest…” The words slipped out before she could stop them—an instinctive plea.

Through their pressed bodies, a heavy laugh rumbled from him.

“You were the one asking me to put it in earlier.”

Maybe she had said that—but that was before she knew he carried something so terrifying inside him.

“It’s too big… I can’t… I think I’m going to break…”

“Told you to listen to me. But it’s too late now. Soon enough, you’ll start to like it.”

“Lies…”

“You’ll see for yourself.”

Then he bit down lightly, before plunging in hard again with a heavy thud.

“Ahhh… I c-can’t… I just can’t…”

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, breaking into tears she couldn’t hold back. She paled so much she looked almost ghostly, thrashing beneath him. Muk-hyun twisted his lips coldly.

“I told you to take everything I give you. No matter what it is.”

After a heavy silence, his voice rippled with menace. Irang, on instinct, tried to push him off his chest—but startled, she pulled her hand back. She looked up, fear flooding her eyes.

His black eyes bore into hers, harsh and accusing.

“Who was it that said it was okay? That it didn’t matter what I did to you?”

“But… but…”

He was right. Those were her own words, after all—words she couldn’t just take back. But her fear had grown bigger than her will to endure. And just like that, the dam she’d been holding back finally broke.

Irang burst into tears, wailing like a child. There was no room for shame now—shame was a luxury she simply couldn’t afford. She pushed at him, crying and sobbing, but her weak hands just slipped away helplessly. That only made her cry harder.

“H-hey, this is… my first time… I can’t do this… please don’t be so scary…”

She must’ve looked pathetic. But she couldn’t help it. Her emotions, pushed to the brink and finally overflowing, were beyond her control. And as she sobbed uncontrollably, his silence only made her feel even more alone and miserable.

He didn’t touch her, didn’t call her gently. He just left her be.

Irang kept her eyes tightly shut as she cried—but finally, she sneaked a glance open and searched for him.

“Me…”

Tears streamed down her face as she whispered how scared she was, but the look in her eyes begged for his kindness, mixed with a deep shame.

“…Did you start to hate me?”

The funny thing was, even in this moment, she felt strangely grateful to still be connected to him. After all the begging to let her go, crying her heart out—she found comfort in the thought that he wouldn’t just leave her here alone. Was she losing her mind?

Trying to swallow back a sob, she frantically wiped her wet face. Muk-hyun finally let out a long, heavy sigh.

“What do you expect me to do? Comfort you just because you did something right…”

His words were gruff, but then soft kisses landed—tap, tap—on her tear-streaked cheeks.

“You think I’d just bite and suck you because I hate you?”

His hand gently rubbed the swollen skin around her eyes, and she eagerly rubbed her cheek against his palm like she’d been waiting for it.

What she didn’t know was how tense his forehead veins were from holding back that overwhelming urge, or how tightly clenched his lower body still was.