Lady Spring

Wooyoung’s rough movements stimulated Saeun’s body. Her inside burned and throbbed. Because she couldn’t catch up to his rhythm, both Wooyoung and Saeun felt frustrated yet strangely excited. The ornaments on his stage outfit scratched her fragile skin. The leather rubbed against her breaks, making her moan.

“Ahh! Ack! I… I don’t leave you… Ack! Ahh! I p…promise!”

She was afraid everyone outside could hear her scream, but she couldn’t help it. Every time his body slammed into her, Saeun’s body shook helplessly. The sensitive bud in the center of her body jolted, and she became even wetter. But there was nothing Saeun could do but hang onto Wooyoung for her dear life. 

“Ahh! Ngh! Ack!”

Her whole body hurt like it was about to explode. She was dizzy and she couldn’t breathe. All of her muscles were clenching so hard that they ached like she ran a marathon. Wooyoung kept plunging into her mercilessly, preventing her from thinking. Saeun couldn’t tell where her orgasm ended and a new one began. She couldn’t even remember where she was. The only thing she knew was that Wooyoung was deep inside of her. That’s all that mattered.  

Wooyoung muttered, 

“I love you. I love you. I will never let you go. You’re mine. Never again. I can’t live without you. I love you. Love.. you…!”

He thrusted into her one last time. His hot seeds spewed into her body, and trying not to waste a single drop, he grabbed her butt hard to keep himself deeply embedded. 

Wooyoung fell on top of her. Saeun couldn’t move an inch either. She just hugged him tightly and panted. Her head still spun as she felt him shrinking slowly inside her. Her body flinched a few times in shock. 

Just then, both of them heard a loud knock on the door. Still on top of Saeun, Wooyoung yelled in annoyance,

“What do you want?!”

“The concert is over and we’re going back to the stage to give out some autographs. Please finish off already!”

Jaejun replied in annoyance. To Saeun’s shock, it seemed that everyone outside knew what was going on here. She wanted to stop Wooyoung from speaking, but he screamed,

“Just leave us alone and go! We’re not done yet!”

“Gosh, you’re so sick. The staff already left because they got so tired.”

Jaejun muttered before his footsteps disappeared. Saeun slapped Wooyoung’s chest in embarrassment, but he only grinned and whispered, “Like I said, we’re not done yet.”

***

Three months later.

Their wedding was a huge event. So many guests arrived that many of them had to stand. Inside the bride waiting room, Saeun inhaled deeply. She felt so nervous. 

The Strawberry Fields’ fan club president and now Saeun’s friend Kyungjin peeked out before announcing to Saeun,

“OMG. There are so many people outside. Do you know who just arrived? Eric! He brought a bunch of reporters with him!”

“Who’s Eric?”

When Saeun asked, Kyungjin rolled her eyes and replied,

“Saeun, you really gotta watch more TV and learn about all the celebrities. I mean, your husband-to-be is a top star, so shouldn’t you be more involved? If the other fan club members know how ignorant you are about the celeb world, they are going to faint.”

“But they already know…”

Saeun murmured. Still shaking her head, Kyungjin replied,

“You just gotta show more interest in your husband’s work.”

“I’m working on it.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Kyungjin peeked out again before grinning. She said to Saeun,

“You have a guest.”

“Huh?”

Sehyun slowly walked in. In his jet black suit, he looked gorgeous. Saeun smiled and asked,

“How’s Wooyoung doing?”

“He looked like he was about to faint.”

When Sehyun replied with a wink, Saeun giggled. She asked,

“When is the ceremony starting?”

“Just about now. I think you and Wooyoung are going to walk down the aisle together.”

Sehyun didn’t ask Saeun about why her parents weren’t here. After Junghoo’s funeral, Saeun left home. Her parents announced to her that they could never forgive her for saying she wanted Junghoo dead. It was such bad timing because he really died soon after she said it. 

But Saeun didn’t feel the need to ask for forgiveness anyway. She didn’t do anything wrong, and she meant what she said. 

To Saeun’s relief, Wooyoung’s parents welcomed her with open arms. They even suggested that they would love a grandchild as soon as possible. It seemed that their wish was going to come true because Saeun found out that morning that she is pregnant. She wondered how happy Wooyoung would be if she told him this on their wedding night. 

And now, it was finally time to walk down the aisle. When Saeun left her room, she met Wooyoung in front of the ceremony room door. Her legs had been shaking nervously, but as soon as she spotted him, a sudden calmness filled her. 

Wooyoung whispered,

“You look so pretty, Pres.”

Blushing, Saeun protested,

“Stop with that already. I’m sick of being called the class president.”

“Why? I love it. No matter what happens, you’ll always be my class president.”

Wooyoung chuckled and whispered. Slowly, the door opened before them and Saeun saw that the inside was filled with hundreds of guests. Looking down at her, Wooyoung asked, 

“Are you sure you won’t regret this?”

Saeun looked down at their hands entwined together. With a slow smile, she whispered,

“Never.”

The end.