BEAUTY MARKS

AFTER II

They got in the taxi and went to Lee Han's three-piece apartment. The festivities began in the hallway as Lee Han kissed him. The man pushed her against the wall, which was a man's best friend that never failed to make its impact in such situations. Dominque kissed her. Throughout the night, they devoured each other with their eyes. Dominque already played the demo of the foreplay in his mind. He envisioned pulling up her dress overhead and tossing it to the ground, now he applied. Only left with her G-string, Lee Han wrapped her legs around the man who carried her to the living room, which was a mess.

The war field attested this was where Lee Han picked her dress, the garments that lost the battle laid like casualties on both the couch and floor. Dominque put down the woman who led the way to her room, which was in a similar state as the living room. The man noted when she switched on the lights. Getting ready for the Rimbaud seemed to be a full-time endeavor.

Lee Han chucked the clothes of the bed; the Bazaar killed the momentum. The woman tried to get it back by unbuckling Dominque's belt. She pulled down his trousers, pants and began an oral performance, which was also well-rehearsed

Dominque put a hand on her head and caressed her hair. Lee Han managed to get the locomotive moving again. Dominque pushed the woman back on her bed and pulled his trousers off while she grabbed a condom from where they busted out of her nightstand. At least she got her priorities straight, Dominque thought while the woman proceeded to put it on him. Too small, it broke. Lee Han leaned over and picked up a box of Skyn large.

How many types did the woman have, the man wondered while she pulled up the rubber?

For sex, Dominque gave as much as he got, it was a favor for a favor when it came to a one-night stand, and so he too proceeded to heat Lee Han's oven with his fingers. The man had not slept with anyone since his return. Dominque tested to see if he still had the Midas touch and the right finger twitch as he tuned the woman for a soundcheck.

Lee Han pouted, her body arched in pleasure. There was so much he could do to her, but the man always kept a reserve. It was a one-shot where Dominque had nothing to prove. She was warm, so the man penetrated the dome. Lee Han gasped and grabbed the sheets Domnque closed his eyes as he imagined Hye Ju and how he loved making love to her. Morning, noon, and night the woman who worked at home had a lot of energy. On weekends they could lay in bed every day. Their sex compatibility was without flaws.

The man's thoughts were interrupted by Lee Han, "take me from behind."

It was rare to have a woman ask for that on a first encounter, yet Dominque executed, and that's when it happened, "talk dirty to me, Papi."

Dominque mentally turned his head to the side and faced the imaginary camera displaying his WTF face emoji. The man hated this trend or practice which consisted of saying insulting words to the sex partner. He didn't see it as a turn-on, no matter how he flicked it in his mind. The fact the woman used the cliché term of his cultural background annoyed him. Younger Dominque appreciated having women say things such as: Quiero que estés dentro de mi, No tengo ropa interior puesta, or the hardcore Estoy tocándome pensando en ti. He would reply to things like Voy a devorarte. The sexual act became role play where they would bash each other with explicit R18 terms that paved the way to the climax.

Age, experience, and regrets made Lee Han's request a turn off for Dominque, who only continued the act to be polite, but the skit didn't stop there as they switched position, and the woman came to sit saddle leg on him.

From there, it was a rodeo show, where the woman nourished by porn videos copied the moans and mimics of a porn star.

For Dominque, this was divine punishment as he swore to not sleep with someone unless it counted.

As Lee Han screeched like a broken record and peeled off the skin on his torso with her nails, Dominque wondered why and how he found himself in this predicament?

Hye Ju.

Her vision was what pushed him, but it was the other woman who came to mind. Kaede saw him as a womanizer, and here he was, proving her right.

"Fuck."

"Yes, fuck me, please, daddy, cum inside me."

The cry was the last straw. Dominque's flag abandoned and withdrew just as the woman came hard. Lee Han immediately proceeded to lick his member until the free beauty cream leaked and filled the reservoir. She made sure to get some all over her mouth while staring at Dominique with lust.

The man didn't feel well as he washed her grab baby wipes for him.

Lee Han then laid next to him, "so how was it?"

Dominque turned to face her, "you want me to rate you?"

The woman smiled, "yeah, you were an 8.7 for me."

Dominque pursed his lips and sat up in one shot," okay, well, if it's out of ten, you were aㅡforget it. I can't."

The man got up and went to pick up his trousers, where he recuperated his phone.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm calling an Uber."

"Don't you want to spend the night?"

Dominque looked around the messy room and the heap of clothes, "I think you'll sleep better alone. This room doesn't seem big enough for all of us."

He got dressed under Lee Han's shocked stare, "was I that bad? Don't you want my number?"

That's when the man turned to face her; she was more than confused and looked almost sad. Dominque imagined the number of men who idolized her after such a session begging to see her again. The man read the awkwardness on her face. He sat on the bed, "sorry, it's just that sex like this doesn't boot me anymore. ㅡI mean, excuse me, ㅡhow old are you?"

"I'm twenty-two," she stammered.

"Listen, I'm nobody, okay, so please don't take what I say the wrong way. You're a pretty girl; you don't need, I mean. Unless you're carefree, don't do this. You're young, and in a few years, you might regret all this."

Lee Han smiled, "why are you playing ajeossi on me? It's just sex; what's wrong with rating it?"

Hye Ju was Korean and a Kdrama fan. Words like Ajeossi played on the tv screen on the regular when they lived together. He was older than Lee Han, but still, the appellation was exaggerated as Dominque, at age thirty, didn't see himself as a middle-aged man with a perm jerry curl style.

Dominque got her point, though; he too went through that phase, if one could call it that where all was a game. Yes, he still had the fuck boy badge even though he stopped as soon as he found love with Hye Ju. In this unique relationship, the man gave his everything, and the woman destroyed him.

Dominque wanted to bang his head against the wall, luckily his Uber arrived, and he got up," you're a five, and you got that mark thanks to your mouth that blows and sucks like a Dyson vacuum."

Lee Han gave him a sly smile, "see you around, asshole."

Dominque left; it was only in the Uber that the man chuckled as he realized the high-level of buffoonery he lived.

The laughs were quickly replaced by pain. Dominique held his stomach, "Hey, hey," he yelled as he tried to grab the driver's attention, "can you pleaseㅡ drive to ㅡLa Pitié Salpetriere hospitalㅡ." The driver nodded as Dominique fainted.