Eat The World Tree

Chapter 194: Living Together (4)

1:00 am.

“haah... hic... huh, uhng.”

the sound of breathing.

in the darkened room, there’s no need to see each other’s faces.

just holding each other and mixing each other’s fluids inside.

jin dallae felt the huge manhood stirring inside her wet petals.

“...kuhuhuuh.”

the heat between the man and woman reached its peak.

2:00 am.

“haaang!”

it felt good.

“...kyah, ahh.”

“hold on... let’s take a break...”

grabbing shiheon’s arm belatedly, jin dallae grimaced, her labored breathing indicating her discomfort.

“...keep... going. kkhuahh. ang! again, again... again...”

the sensation of forcefully widening and penetrating her opening.

she wanted to keep it inside, but when it pulled out, his manhood stirred inside her.

when her interior returned to normal, his manhood forced its way back inside.

it might become a habit.

3:00 am.

“haa... haah, hah. haah.”

no words now.

only the sound of breathing crosses between them.

rubbing and thrusting passionately. they look at each other with hazy eyes.

“haak, keup, heuk, kut.”

moaning, unsure if it’s a sigh mixed with pain, escaped from their lips.

still... it felt good.

their whole body heated up, sensitive to every touch.

at this moment, just watching each other made them hot.

more. more. more. again.

-burururut!

the feeling of a swollen rubber inside, fulfilling the interior.

without a word, they fixed their gaze on each other’s faces. they fumbled beside the pillow and took out a condom.

“...haa, heuk. eup.”

biting the tip of the condom.

-tzzz.

tearing open the package, she gently slipped it onto his manhood, covering it with her nectar.

lee shiheon kept staring at jin dallae.

no longer embarrassed.

it felt good.nôv(el)b\\jnn

slowly, the obscene rift widened again.

imprinting it clearly with its owner’s mark.

a satisfying stamp.

“heuk, eup..., huung.... eut.”

her reddened thighs began to shake up and down again.

“hik, hiit. keup.”

a smile spread on jin dallae’s lips.

“...♡”

her slender arms wrapped around lee shiheon’s neck.

“is it okay to be doing this at 4 am?”

“......what’s the big deal? cough.”

lee shiheon and jin dallae, wearing only wet outer garments, sat at the table.

a portable gas burner was placed on the table.

on it, a pan... frying something resembling pancakes.

“seriously, you’re making that just because i mentioned it?”

“can’t help it... made so much already. cough.”

after screaming all night, it’s no wonder their throats were hoarse.

jin dallae skillfully flipped the pancakes with chopsticks.

“cough... still, it’s lucky we had sugar at home.”

“...what usually goes inside?”

“something like chestnut filling. red bean paste is good too. ah, your voice sounds hoarse too. hehe. cough.”

“stop coughing and drink some water.”

“yes.”

kneading glutinous rice flour with salted water, lightly enough to hold it together, shaping it like a chrysanthemum.

flattening it in the pan to make the pancake.

jin dallae talked about cooking with expertise.

“...too many chrysanthemums make it bitter. they say lots of azalea flowers are good.”

“lots?”

“yes, lots.”

lee shiheon looked at the basket beside them.

the basket was filled with the fruits of their night’s activities, gathered one by one during their lovemaking.

jin dallae took out the flowers and placed them nicely on the flower pancake.

watching the pancake cook absentmindedly in the quiet night, a gentle atmosphere lingered.

feeling tired made them feel languid.

it felt like stepping out of a bath.

both of them were feeling this emotion.

very mundane yet happy.

when recalling childhood memories, the moments when there was really nothing to do, lying on the floor and passing the time as a child.

that feeling can be felt when they are alone together.

jin dallae smiled unconsciously with happiness.

“are we... dating?”

“why ask?”

“just because. i’m happy.”

“a lot is going on.”

“like what?”

“i’m quite happy right now. a lot. this much.”

stretching her arms to show, jin dallae took a bite of the pancake, and a bittersweet sweetness spread in her mouth.

it tasted like honey.

it’s still 4 am.

it felt like only 30 minutes had passed, but it was already 4 am.

yet, morning was still far away.

having eaten all the food and resolved the hunger caused by intense sex, jin dallae grabbed lee shiheon’s hand again.

“...the sun hasn’t risen yet.”

plants photosynthesize when the sun is up.

they breathed at night.

...still haven’t breathed enough.

need to exhale more roughly.

absorb water below the roots.

8:00 am.

“wow.”

this was a disaster.

what was this on the first day of living together?

i looked at jin dallae lying prone on the bed in the neatly organized room.

i healed all the scars that had formed in the meantime, and even the bed that had become a honey bed instead of a regular bed was somehow magically fixed.

‘later, i might need to make a honey jar instead of a flower basket.’

after tasting it, it was incredibly sweet and delicious.

mixing it with warm water or milk might be good for recovering from fatigue.

fruits, flowers, or honey from women are strangely never tiresome.

usually, i would nibble at sliced fruits and leave them, but not this.

“dallae.”

“...yes.”

when i called jin dallae, who was lying down, she answered a bit late.

her completely cracked voice sounded cute.

“can you move?”

“...no.”

i only healed the scars and left the rest.

jin dallae seemed to oddly like that fatigue.

“my back... pelvis, and crotch hurt.”

“i see... doesn’t your neck hurt?”

“my neck hurts too.”

of course, it would hurt after screaming so much.

jin dallae screamed that the world would end, saying it felt good.

with her face buried in the pillow, jin dallae turned her red cheeks and glanced at me with her right eye.

“...you beastly person.”

“you asked for it.”

“who said i didn’t like it?”

still whining that her thighs hurt.

not that she really disliked it, just teasing me.

it was just her way of emphasizing how much sex we had.

“do you want porridge?”

with a sore throat, making other food didn’t seem right.

moreover, i didn’t let her sleep yesterday, so she looked very tired.

she must have been busy preparing for the move, studying at the academy, and handling work at the company for a week... it wouldn’t be strange to sleep all day.

“are you making it?”

“yes.”

“yes, yes. i want to eat.”

“wait a bit.”

making porridge wasn’t hard.

entering the kitchen, i quickly cooked it, and when i entered shiba’s room, she was hugging her dolls and sleeping.

our daughter didn’t disturb our lover’s time...

as i approached to stroke her head, she opened her eyes suddenly.

“bee!”

shiba sensed my presence and opened her eyes before my hand even touched her.

did she have some sort of dad detection ability in her head?

shiba, who got up throwing aside her plush toy, spread her arms to show her determination.

“did you sleep well?”

“slept well! daddy?”

“yes, daddy... slept well too.”

should i mix some tuna to make it suitable for shiba to eat?

along with tuna vegetable porridge, i found honey bought from the mart in the fridge, mixed it with milk, and placed it in three cups on the table.

just as the porridge was being finished, jin dallae came out to the kitchen, moving sluggishly, and sat down.

-nyum nyum.

shiba was eating the porridge deliciously.

she was overjoyed when told she didn’t have to go to kindergarten anymore.

-slurrrp.

jin dallae first drank the milk mixed with honey, then glanced at shiba in my arms and smiled slyly.

“did you eat a lot yesterday too?”

honey....

we did eat a lot.

i coughed and turned to shiba beside me.

“ahem, shiba is here.”

“bee?”

“hehe, sorry.”

jin dallae giggled at my sensitive remark.

while looking at the porridge, she seemed to be lost in thought. then she took a bite of the porridge, holding the spoon in her mouth, and smiled bashfully.