Her lips now have a new taste. It's not just the sweet softness remembered from before; now there's the salty bitterness of tears, and a faint bitterness from her not-so-good physical condition.
But these flavors, mixed in, haven't affected the original sweetness. Instead, like chocolate, though there is bitterness and not just pure sweetness, it makes one even more addicted, even more intoxicated.
He couldn't help but turn over and deepen the kiss.
And she, with just a soft moan and a choked sob, immediately hugged him tightly, even––initiated wrapping around his…
.
Two years later, she was no longer that ignorant, naive woman she once was. She seemed to have become enlightened, as if she knew the taste of marrow, she actually––knew how to return his kiss.
Accustomed to controlling the situation, he was surprised but was soon conquered by the fresh feelings she brought. Even though he was unwilling to give up his dominance, he gradually, little by little, lost himself.
