Melting Slow

He probed inside with his tongue, then raised his upper body. 

He must have been convinced that it wouldn’t tear if he put his own inside. 

Yoo Hwan draped Yeo-min’s cum over her forearm.

As he leaned down, her legs in his arms moved up and spread apart. 

At the same time, her pussy opened upwards. 

Bent almost in half, she panicked, but was unable to resist as he pressed his entire body against hers. 

The huge penis was inserted directly into her upwardly gaping vaginal opening. 

The glans was pushing her narrow hole apart, slowly advancing inside. 

“Hmm….”

Yeo-min shook her head. 

The sensation of something hot and hard inside her was hard to get used to. 

Even though they’d shuffled exhaustedly a moment ago, her slit closed tightly, as if it was the first time. 

“Relax. It’s tearing.”

Yoo Hwan found Yeo-min’s hand and slipped his own between her fingers.

As he did so, Yeo-min’s cunt on his forearm rose even higher, widening the hole that had half swallowed his penis. 

Yoo Hwan leaned down and kissed her. 

He licked the inside of her mouth and pressed their lips together affectionately.

“If you’re tired, hold my neck.”

At the sound of his rustling bass, Yeo-min reached out with her hands. 

She hugged his neck gently and let out a nervous breath. 

The huge penis thrust viciously through the narrowed opening. 

“Haah…!”

She let out a choked breath.

The enormous bulk that seemed to split her whole body was suffocating. 

Licking his lips, Yoo Hwan began to move his hips.

 Thud, thud, thud.

He plunged up and down, deep inside her. 

Her body sagged into the sheets in time with his heavy thrusts. 

Her senses began to reverse rapidly. 

Tiredness gave way to excitement, pain to pleasure. 

All sorts of turbulent sensations engulfed her like wildfire. 

As his erect penis plunged violently in and out of her vaginal opening, a thick stream of fluid began to ooze from their meeting points. 

The friction created a white foam that soaked the bed sheets.

Yeo-min hugged Yoo Hwan’s back urgently. 

It was hard to keep her senses in check. 

He was thrusting hard and fast. 

Her barely dangling arm slid downward from his rough movements. 

Yoo Hwan wrapped his arms directly around her neck. 

“Hug me tighter.”

“Mmm….” 

“Good job.”

After a smirking compliment, Yoo Hwan buried his face in the nape of Yeo-min’s neck. 

Yoo Hwan’s ragged groans of excitement echoed in Yeo-min’s ears. 

Yoo Hwan’s hips moved wildly, seeking her insides without restraint.

The rough movements brought waves of pleasure, and the wet sounds from below were obscene. 

Every time he pulled the glans out, the red flesh came out with it, and then when he sank down to the root, they slid in together. 

With each thrust in and out, their flesh rubbed against each other. 

Yeo-min struggled beneath his weight, barely managing to move.

“Ahhh! Ahhhhh, yeah, ughhhh, that was fast…!” 

Yoo Hwan was shaking his hips like an unreasoning animal. 

She wanted to escape from the intense act, but her legs were caught on his forearm, leaving her unable to resist.

As he pressed down firmly from above, she was pinned in place, unable to move, as he relentlessly thrust.

Yeo-min’s cries grew louder. 

The sound of his beast-like breaths in her ear, the rough, dry sheets scraping beneath her back, and the dazzling sunlight pouring over his shoulders all felt vividly real.

He continued to slam into her wherever he felt like it. 

The pleasure that had been coursing through his body suddenly exploded all at once. 

“Mmmmm…!”

A sharp climax came quickly. 

Yoo Hwan pressed deep into her waist, thrusting into her orgasmic, quivering hole. 

Rubbing his rough body hair against Yeo-min’s delicate pale skin, , spurting his cum mercilessly.

As he cum hard inside her, Yoo Hwan crushed her body beneath him. 

His breathing rumbled obscenely in Yeo-min’s ears as he continued his long ejaculation.

***

Haah, haah…. 

Yeo-min caught her breath and pulled the blanket over herself. 

She had lost count of how many times waves of climax had surged through her body. 

Her body lay languid and damp, and night had already fallen outside. 

Yoo Hwan, noticing Yeo-min’s quiet whimpers, pulled the blanket over her and gently kissed her tear-streaked eyes.

“I’ll give you some water.” 

“…Yes. Thank… ahem… thank you.” 

Yeo-min managed to nod, her voice raspy from continuous moans. 

Sitting by the bedside, Yoo Hwan removed the condom. 

Yeo-min watched, her face flushing, as he tied the end of it and tossed it in the trash. 

She quickly turned her gaze away, realizing how many had been used. 

Thinking about how that simple action was the result of everything that had just happened made it all feel strangely risqué.

Yoon Hwan stepped out briefly and returned with a glass of water. 

“Drink up.” 

Yeo-min glanced at his body as she took the glass. 

His lean, muscular build reminded her of a sleek predator. 

The cold water felt refreshing against her lips, and she eagerly drank it down. 

As she finished, Yoo Hwan, watching her intently, leaned down and kissed her, gently licking the coolness left in her mouth. 

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. 

“It’s the same water.”

Perhaps he found it amusing how deliciously she drank, as if it were life-saving nectar.

Exhausted, Yeo-min lay back on the bed, too tired to respond. 

Water tastes better after being so thoroughly worn out. 

Like a sweet reward after an intense effort. 

It was something Yoo Hwan, the very one who had left her feeling so spent, would never understand.

Yoo Hwan brushed her damp forehead and asked. 

“Do you want me to wash you?” 

“No, I’ll just lie here for a bit.” 

Yeo-min replied weakly, shaking her head. 

Accepting this, Yoo Hwan put on his robe and left the room again. 

When he returned, he had a warm towel with him. 

Carefully, he lifted the blanket and began to gently clean her skin, wiping her delicately along her thighs and even in the most intimate places. 

Red marks, like blooming flowers, were visible on her fair skin—on her neck, shoulders, lower belly, and thighs, leaving no place untouched. 

He had marked her thoroughly, even leaving small bite marks here and there, like the signs of a mating beast.

Yoo Hwan’s gaze grew deeper and darker as he looked at the marks, though Yeo-min, oblivious to his thoughts, lay quietly, accepting his care. 

Once he finished, he pulled the blanket back over her, and she finally released a long sigh.

“Get some more sleep.” 

He said, stepping away and heading to the bathroom. 

After the door to the alpha room closed, Yeo-min was alone. 

Silence filled the room. 

Although he was likely showering in the bathroom, not a single sound could be heard. 

‘The soundproofing must be good. No wonder I didn’t hear him showering earlier.’ 

She thought as she gazed weakly out the window.

Outside, under the garden lights, the shadows of the trees swayed like ghosts. 

She closed her eyes, and a restful sleep soon took her. 

When she awoke again, it was the middle of the night. 

A faint rustling sound drew her attention, and she turned her head to see Yoo Hwan reclining beside the bed, quietly reviewing documents by the dim light.

“…You wear glasses? That looks cool.” 

Yeo-min murmured in surprise. 

The glasses perched on his prominent nose looked handsome on him. 

Noticing her awake, Yoo Hwan turned and took off the glasses, placing them casually on the table before leaning down to give her a light kiss on the lips. 

Slightly disappointed, as she wanted to see him with the glasses a bit longer.

Yeo-min asked. 

“Only when you need them?”

“Yes. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, I slept deeply.”

“Get some more rest. It’s still early.” 

Yoo Hwan said, gently brushing his palm over her eyelids, coaxing her to close her eyes. 

Yeo-min let out a soft smile, obediently shutting her eyes. 

Yoo Hwan continued to pat her chest, coaxing her back to sleep, much like one would with a child who had woken in the middle of the night. 

Strangely, his gentle touch brought sleep back to her. 

Yeo-min took in a hazy breath as she drifted off again, wondering why she felt so comfortable here, in a place that wasn’t even her own room. 

Am I really sleeping here tonight? We’re supposed to have separate rooms. 

She thought drowsily. 

But even those meaningless musings faded under his soothing touch. It was a peaceful night.

***

“Chairman Yoo won’t be able to see you today.” 

Chief Jung said, rejecting Vice Chairman Chae’s request. 

“I have something important to discuss. There’s also the matter of Yeo-min’s wedding schedule.”

Since the family meeting had ended so unpleasantly, Vice Chairman Chae and his wife, Mi-ran, had been trying repeatedly to meet with Chairman Yoo. 

They needed to clear up any misunderstandings and restore the trust that had been damaged. His position depended on his father’s friendship with Chairman Yoo, but if Chairman Yoo’s support weakened, it would be difficult for him to retain his place.

“I already informed you about the wedding schedule a few days ago, Vice Chairman.”

“Yes, but given the circumstances… You understand, don’t you, Chief Jung?” 

Vice Chairman Chae’s tone grew desperate, but Chief Jung inwardly shook his head. 

‘You will no longer be able to meet with the Chairman privately.’

Not long ago, Chief Jung had handed Chairman Yoo a report on Yeo-min’s family background.

After the family meeting, Chairman Yoo had strictly ordered him to investigate Yeo-min’s family history—from her early childhood to her recent life. 

He wanted an accurate account of rumors, truths, and objective circumstances surrounding them.

Upon reviewing the report on Vice Chairman Chae’s family, Chairman Yoo seemed significantly disappointed. 

‘I had too little interest in Vice Chairman Chae and his wife. I thought they were simply living well after his remarriage… Tsk. I trusted him too much because he’s the son of Principal Chae. The truth was right under my nose.’ 

After reading through the entire report, Chairman Yoo sighed and shook his head.

‘Even if he abandoned his wife, he should have taken responsibility for his children. They all lack a sense of responsibility, leaving only wounds for the children…’

Perhaps Yeo-min’s difficult situation reminded Chairman Yoo of Yoo Hwan’s own past neglect. It seemed to have affected him deeply. Recalling that moment, Chief Jung gestured respectfully toward Vice Chairman Chae. 

“Please, you should return for today.”

“…Understood.” 

In the end, Vice Chairman Chae turned away without even catching a glimpse of Chairman Yoo. Only then did he grasp the reality of the situation. He had been mistaken all along. 

He had assumed that Chairman Yoo’s anger stemmed from Mi-ran’s crass behavior that had ruined the family meeting, thinking it had simply spoiled the atmosphere of a happy occasion. 

‘But I wonder if it wasn’t.’ 

Even in the car on the way back home, his unease persisted. Imiran seemed to feel the same, her face visibly pale.

“Honey, I think the Chairman has misunderstood something serious. If we could only meet and explain, I’m sure he’d clear up any misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?” he snapped, his loud voice making Mi-ran jump.

Screech! 

The car came to a rough halt at a red light as Vice Chairman Chae gripped the steering wheel tightly, breathing heavily. 

“What’s there to clear up? We were turned away again, even today!”

“But.”

“Then why did you act so flippantly on such an important day?”

“…What are you saying to me right now?”

“I’m saying, why did you have to bring up Nari and cause that mess? You should have just nodded along and focused on arranging Yeo-min’s wedding schedule!” 

Mi-ran was speechless, her lips parting in shock.

She could see the veins bulging on her husband’s neck; he was clearly furious now that his position seemed threatened. 

Mi-ran felt wronged, her own anger flaring as she realized his blame was entirely directed at her. If she were to trace the source of all this trouble, wasn’t it Yeo-min’s audacious plan to marry Yoo Hwan?

“So, this is my fault? It was only because Yeo-min was pulling ridiculous tricks in the first place!”

“What?”

“Am I the only one at fault? You stood by too! You didn’t like Yeo-min’s behavior either, so why are you suddenly blaming me?”

“If you hadn’t provoked things, it wouldn’t have gone this far! We wouldn’t have ended up going to Yoo Hwan and getting humiliated!”

Vice Chairman Chae recalled the day they met with Yoo Hwan. That young man’s intense gaze as he warned them that Yeo-min was his future wife. The shame he felt then was still as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.

“And if Chairman Yoo knew the truth, he’d be outraged! Yeo-min has been double-dealing!”

“What? Are you still saying that? Didn’t you hear what Yoo Hwan said last time? He was the one who approached Yeomin first because he liked her!” 

Vice Chairman Chae pressed down on the accelerator harshly. 

A burning anxiety, almost bordering on fear, flared within him. 

‘As if it’s not enough that Director Jung is pushing his way up, and now this…!’ 

Vice Chairman Chae’s position in Taeju Group was precarious. 

He held an executive role because of Chairman Yoo’s favor, but it was only due to that favor. 

The position he held had been secured thanks to his late father. Without the strong friendship between Principal Chae and Chairman Yoo, he could be discarded at any time. 

‘Surely, he wouldn’t cast me aside because of this….’

His recent actions had been a misjudgment. 

He had underestimated the bond between Yeo-min and Yoo Hwan, as well as Chairman Yoo’s genuine fondness for Yeo-min. 

‘I should have welcomed Yeo-min’s decision to marry Yoo Hwan from the start. This whole mess….’  

This was all Mi-ran’s fault, perhaps. 

His rising anxiety and fear were pushing him to the edge. 

He was desperate to place the blame elsewhere, to convince himself it wasn’t his fault. 

He thought shifting the blame to Mi-ran would bring him peace. 

‘Yes, it’s her fault. That woman ruined everything.’ 

After all, wasn’t it her who single-handedly destroyed the family meeting? 

If she had just stayed quiet, things would have gone smoothly. 

Mi-ran, the thorny stepmother who bristled at the very mention of Yeo-min… 

‘Yes! That’s it!’

By directing his anger toward Mi-ran, everything became clearer. 

The current disastrous situation was not his fault at all.

“You can’t even keep her emotions in check at such an important meeting…”

“I couldn’t keep my emotions in check? Yes, that’s right! How could I, when that girl sat there with her head held high, flaunting herself? How could I stand that? Could you?” 

Mi-ran’s lips trembled as she gasped for breath. 

She shook Vice Chairman Chae’s shoulder and cried out. 

“Think about Nari! Even now, she’s probably sobbing uncontrollably, barely able to breathe. As her mother and father, how could we stay composed in that situation? It’s just… absurd”

“I told you to stop!” 

Vice Chairman Chae brushed off Mi-ran’s hand. 

“Nari, Nari—enough already! Even after everything that’s happened, you’re still going on about her?”

Mi-ran stared at him in shock, her face contorting as she muttered in frustration. 

“…How could you say that? You’re her father…”

“There’s something wrong with what you’re saying. Have you forgotten that Chae Yeo-min is also my daughter?”

“…What?”

“She may not be your daughter, but she’s mine. From the start, Nari had no right to take Yeo-min’s boyfriend!”

“Honey…” 

Mi-ran looked at him, but Vice Chairman Chae turned away, his expression cold.

Yes, that was where it had all gone wrong. 

The missteps had started from the very beginning. 

A household must be peaceful for one’s affairs outside to go smoothly, yet with unrest at home, everything outside had fallen into disarray. 

His wife, instead of supporting him, had tried to control him. It was all her fault.

Having reached this conclusion, Vice Chairman Chae took a deep breath and muttered. 

“Yes. It’s not my fault. It’s all because of you.”

“What did you say? …Ha. Truly, unbelievable.” 

Mi-ran was too stunned to respond, staring out the window in silence. 

Between them, a sharp rift had begun to spread, slowly deepening with each passing moment.