A Kind Goblin’s Bird - Chapter 65

But soon something embarrassing happened. Sa Heon-young started to bounce back in his sleep. Sa Heon-yeong’s member swelled in her hands as she was wiping its tip. 

Uh huh? Young-young began to contemplate whether to let go of her hand or whether she should continue wiping.

“…… Young-ah, aren’t you going to do more?”

A hoarse voice came from above. When she raised her head, Sa Heon-young was smiling.

“You’re up…… Hicc.”

Sa Heon-young’s large hand wrapped around her small one. In that state, Sa Heon-yeong began to pursue his climax.

“Look at me, hmm?”

Young-young raised her head at Sa Heon-yeong’s request. 

When their eyes met, Sa Heon-young curved his eyes and smiled. He moved his waist which caught Young-young’s gaze. It was a blatant eye. He was pleasuring himself by looking at Young-young.

“I was moved, uhng, that you wiped me off. However, the seeds, can’t be helped.”

His languid voice was as messy as his hair. Young-young couldn’t take her eyes off him. He was sensual and he did not hide it. He was at the same time flaunting his own lust to her, revealing all of it.

“This part, it’s throbbing,. …… your little hands are touching me here and there, ha, I can’t. Come here, I’ll clean it for you.”

Sa Heon-young got up and pulled Young-young up to him in an instant. Like a paper doll, Young-young was dragged into his arms. Young-young shook her head as she sat with her legs wide apart on his feet.

“I didn’t expect this,”

Sa Heon-young immediately answered the word.

“I don’t think so. You are a bad person. Ah, this. There is not enough water here either.”

Sa Heon-yeong’s fingers traced Young-young’s lower lips. It was like a spur-of-the-moment movement. Then he bit Young-young’s chest.

Ah, ah, ah. Even though Young-Young shook her body, Sa Heon-Young did not let her go. He poked under her as he sucked on her sensitive chests. As he alternately sucked on her chests until they were wet, Young-young’s body danced a lewd move.

Then, pulling Young-young’s body down and pushing his body upwards, Young-young was filled up in his arms. 

Sa Heon-yeong shook Young-young recklessly. He swung up and down, moving his waist. The more he pounded, the more intense Young-young’s crying voice grew.  Ah, ahng, uhnng, no, stop, ah, ah! Young-young could not even speak. 

Sa Heon-young smiled, revealing his teeth like an animal. It was delicious. He didn’t know what he was eating, but he was sure it’s a delicious woman. He really feels like a goblin. Eating something. Not knowing the satisfaction, he greedily covets her with his hunger.

When Sa Heon-yeong dropped her out of the air for the last time and slapped her up, he spewed his seeds out.

Ugh. He frowned at the pain that came with his climax. Unable to put up with his harsh behavior today, Young-young bit the nape of his neck. It was pretty painful. Still, the pain was sweet.

Hit. Her fists flew over his back. Hit, hit, hit—the first fist was a little more powerful, and after that, it couldn’t even be called a light pat.

He seemed to have been caught being mean. He wrapped it in kind words, but inside, twisted minds were running around. He dug into her, made her cry over and over again that it was hard to say no. Even so, as she tried to wipe his own body, he pulled her back and pierced her.

“Sorry, sorry. I was a little mean today, right? I’m sorry. Are you mad?”

Sa Heon-young, embarrassed, flapped his lips because Young-young did not show her face. Young-ah. Yes, please show me your face a little bit. I apologize. Yes? Show me your face. Sa Heon-young comforted her several times, and Young-young barely raised her face. Her face was drenched in tears and flushed red.

“Did you cry?”

“I don’t want it, obviously I don’t want it…….”

“I’m sorry. Actually, something bad happened today. Unintentionally, I was fooled by the wife. Was it hard?”

Sa Heon-yeong reached out his hand and struck the veil on the bed. Bring the bathtub. At his command, there was the sound of the door being opened.

Young-young bit her lip, listening to the footsteps of the maids coming and going from beyond the veil. Then Sa Heon-yeong caressed her lips with his hand.

“Something bad?”

Young-young, who had not spoken for a while, asked cautiously. 

Sa Heon-yeong answered ‘yes’ and brushed Young-young’s hair. Then Young-young grabbed his head and pulled him to her chest.

Pat, pat. Young-young patted his head. Hearing that it was a bad thing, she seemed to want to give him a pat. Sa Heon-yeong rested his head in her small arms and closed his eyes. As he rested his cheek against the smooth chest, his mind was at ease.

“What’s the bad thing?”

Young-young asked.