While You Were Sleeping Korean Review Novels & Stories

It was a deep and secretive night where even the creaking of the screaming bed sounded obscene. Meanwhile, there was a place where another heat was burning the air. *** A sticky sound of intercourse sharply cut through the night. In a small studio apartment on Nokdu Street, Seo Jeongwoo and Yoo Kyungho were also radiating a heat that felt like it would explode. Yoo Kyungho, a huge man with surging solid muscles drenched in sweat drops, hung Jeongwoo precariously face down at the edge of the bed and drove him wildly like a beast.

I lay in bed for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of my apartment coming to life. From the living room, I could hear the TV. K-drama sounds—dramatic music, emotional dialogue in Korean. Kim was awake. And watching the drama. I dragged myself out of bed, still wearing the oversized t-shirt I'd slept in, and padded barefoot across the cold floor. I walked out to find her curled up on the couch, wrapped in blankets, her eyes glued to the screen where some beautiful people were having an emotional confrontation. She looked... better. Not healthy, exactly. Still too pale, still too thin. But there was color in her cheeks that hadn't been there yesterday. A brightness

How could she let her boss have a good sleep? She slams the bell until he opens the door. Jung Kwang-soo rubs his eyes, bending down his head. He’s completely naked. His dark hair is a mess and there’s a large erection pointing toward her. A few drops of white cum fall on the floor. “Hana, do you know what time it is?” "Did you have a good sleep?" Ahn Hana steps inside casually. Jung Kwang-Soo must have been in the middle of something. When he is not busy with these things?

No hesitation. Sienna curled up next to me, resting her head on my chest. “What if… when we wake up tomorrow, it turns out all of this was just a dream?” she whispered. I kissed the top of her head. “Then I never want to wake up.” “You’re so dramatic,” she chuckled softly. “Come on, let’s sleep. Good night.” “Good night,” I whispered back. And I meant it—this was probably the best night I’ve had since we arrived in Korea.