Special Side Story 1
As I shifted slightly, the white sheets rustled.
“Mmm…”
Stretching a little with my eyes still closed, I heard a soft chuckle from above.
Ga-eun slowly lifted her eyelids.
Then, a strikingly handsome face came into view—a man propping his head on his hand, gazing down at her.
When their eyes met, Si-heon lowered his head and pressed a kiss to Ga-eun’s hair.
“Sleep well?”
At his deep, rough voice, Ga-eun squeezed her eyes shut and grinned.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because it’s exactly how you talk to Se-ryun and Se-ori.”
Si-heon always greeted the kids in the morning with a “Sleep well?” while ruffling their hair.
When they were little, he said, his father, Kwon Hee-sung, used to do the same for him.
Even after all this time, that simple morning greeting was one thing he somehow couldn’t erase from his memory.
Though his expression seemed indifferent, Ga-eun thought she caught a faint trace of longing and nostalgia in Si-heon’s eyes as he recalled that day.
“What about you, Si-heon? Did you sleep well?”
“No.”
“Huh?”
“I was too busy looking at your face.”
Her cheeks flushed red.
It was her body’s reaction, completely beyond her control.
So strange.
Even though it was something she heard from her husband all the time, her heart still raced every time.
Si-heon stared intently at Ga-eun’s flustered expression before lowering his head again.
Peck.
As warmth touched her forehead, she burrowed into his embrace and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Si-heon gladly held his wife, enveloping her smooth back with his thick, strong arms.
And then, he slid the thin strap of her slip downward, pressing his lips against the pale skin now exposed.
“Hah….”
Ga-eun shivered faintly before wrapping her arms around Si-heon’s head as he moved over her.
Every time his tongue traced a path, electric currents of pleasure surged through her.
Unable to suppress a moan, she jerked her hips—only for him to go even lower.
Her flawless, milky thighs draped over his broad, firm shoulders.
“Ah…!”
It felt like hot embers had turned to rain, pouring over every inch of her body.
Ga-eun pressed the back of her hand to her mouth, but she couldn’t stop the breathy whimpers escaping.
Lewd moans she couldn’t believe were her own spilled out uncontrollably.
With every flick of his tongue, the wet sounds from below grew louder, more frequent.
Then—deep in her lower abdomen, something warm and thick seemed to burst, flooding her senses.
“Haah, ha….”
Si-heon didn’t even bother wiping his glistening lips before rising on his massive torso to gaze down at Ga-eun, her breaths coming in short gasps.
No matter how many times he saw her like this, the sight was always unbearably sensual—enough to make his hair stand on end.
Ga-eun was like the ocean to him.
No matter how often he held her (outside of unavoidable circumstances), the more he loved her, the thirstier he became.
As he quietly traced the red marks he’d left all over her body with his fingers, Ga-eun’s delicate brows furrowed with a soft “Nngh—.”
“Si-heon….”
At her thin, trembling voice, his gaze finally lifted.
In one smooth motion, Si-heon pinned both her wrists above her head with one hand while the other hooked under her thigh, pulling her leg around his waist.
“Huh….”
As he settled his weight, Ga-eun squirmed beneath him, her pleading eyes looking up.
“Hah, now… we should… get ready….”
Si-heon began moving slowly, his eyes locked on hers.
“It’s fine. We still have time.”
“But if we don’t… nngh… start now, we’ll… ah!”
When Si-heon pressed his large hand firmly against the inside of her knee, Ga-eun gripped the sheets, trembling.
Her long, slender calves swayed helplessly with each of his movements.
No matter how hard she bit her lip, Ga-eun couldn’t hold back her moans.
The overwhelming pleasure—pounding deep inside her—left her unable to even breathe properly.
We have to pick up the kids.
If we don’t start getting ready now, we won’t make it in time.
But her thoughts scattered instantly.
Just clinging to her husband’s shoulders as he buried his teeth in her nape and drove into her was all Ga-eun could manage.
Today was Sunday.
My in-laws, who had just returned from an academic conference, called me as soon as they arrived back in Seoul last night, asking for the kids.
“You must be exhausted.”
[Exhausted? Nothing refreshes me more than seeing Se-ryun and Se-ori. Send them over, you two spend some time together. You’ve both been so busy lately—you haven’t had the chance.]
“Are you sure it’s really okay?”
[Your father-in-law’s already pulled out the swimming gear from storage. So, Ga-eun-ah, give us tomorrow with Si-heon. I’ll send the car early in the morning.]
And so, after sending Se-ryun and Se-ori off to their grandparents’ house early, they found themselves with a rare moment alone.
They had considered going for a drive to the outskirts, but when Ga-eun stepped into the shower, Si-heon followed.
The moment their eyes met—
Ga-eun knew.
That plan wouldn’t be happening.
They embraced under the pouring water, and even in the warmth of the filled bathtub, they made love.
Si-heon carried an exhausted Ga-eun out of the bathroom and straight to the bed, where they ended up entangled once more.
Ga-eun had passed out as if collapsing, only to wake up just now in his arms after a long, deep nap.
“Ahh…!”
Ga-eun clung to her husband’s shoulders as he kissed her, her nails digging into his firm skin.
But Si-heon didn’t care—instead, his gaze only grew more pleased as he continued to devour her, again and again.
“Si-heon… just a little… s-slower…”
“How can I?”
He licked the delicate shell of her ear, whispering,
“When you’re this beautiful?”
In the end, transparent tears spilled from Ga-eun’s eyes.
Si-heon drank even those, sweetly, before pouring himself into her.
“Haa…”
Between heavy breaths, he scattered kisses all over her face.
“If we keep this up…”
He tilted his head, listening to his wife’s faint whisper.
“Hmm?”
“We can’t be late…”
“The later we are, the happier they’ll be. You know how they always fuss about not getting enough time with Se-ryun and Se-ori.”
Ga-eun mumbled a small “That’s…” but couldn’t argue back, and her adorable pout made Si-heon grin. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Just focus on me for now, okay?”
He deliberately narrowed his eyes playfully.
“Don’t I deserve some credit for always sharing you with the kids?”
That drew a soft laugh from her.
“You’re the one who plays with them more.”
Si-heon cherished time with their children above all else.
After work, he’d stay by Se-ryun and Se-ori’s side until they fell asleep—helping with homework, reading them stories.
Anyone could see at a glance that the three of them were family, and that fact filled Ga-eun’s heart to bursting.
Just as she thought no sight could be warmer or more perfect, a memory of her mother surfaced.
Did Mom feel this way too, watching Auntie and me?
“Auntie, read this quickly! I fell asleep yesterday and missed the story!”
“Only if you give me a kiss.”
“Here, come here!”
“Eek! You’re supposed to pucker up, not smush your face into mine!”
“Hehe. I kissed you, so read it now! It’s only fun when you read it!”
When she’d turned her head then, her mother had been smiling brightly at them while washing dishes.
“Mom, why are you smiling?”
“No reason. I’m just happy.”
“Huh? About what?”
“You and your aunt look so alike when you’re together. It’s just so pretty.”
Back then, she hadn’t understood why that made her mother happy.
Of course Auntie and I look alike. We’ll always be together—that’ll never change. Why does Mom find that ordinary fact so joyful?
But now she knows.
Knew how breathtaking the sight of her and her aunt’s matching smiles must have been in her mother’s eyes.
“Si-heon.”
“Yeah?”
Ga-eun beamed, memorizing the way his eyes immediately found hers with unwavering depth.
“No reason. I’m just happy.”
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