Into The Pornhwa Verse

The two went back to the apartment, and Travis followed her inside to their shared place. As he sank into the couch, a sense of comfort washed over him. Meanwhile, Mijoo disappeared into the bedroom to change. Moments later, she returned to the kitchen, the faint clatter of utensils filling the air as she began to prepare something.

When she turned around mid-cooking, her eyes landed on him, relaxed and watching her intently. A warm smile, soft and filled with affection, lit up her face—a smile only a woman in love could wear. It tugged at something deep within him, making his lips curl into a matching smile. Without a word, Travis stood, his movements purposeful yet unhurried, and walked toward her.

Reaching her, he slid his arms around her waist, pulling her close as his presence wrapped around her like a protective cocoon. The soft scent of her perfume mixed with the faint spices of her cooking.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" he murmured, his voice low and smooth as he leaned closer. His lips brushed hers in a soft kiss that held a quiet tenderness.

The sensation sent a jolt through Mijoo's entire body, a spark that ignited every nerve like lightning. Her mind blanked, and the task of cooking was forgotten in an instant. Travis, always perceptive, noticed and quickly turned the heat down on the stove, saving their meal from ruin.

What followed was far from a simple kiss. It deepened, their lips moving with a fervor that spoke of longing and unrestrained emotion. It wasn't just love—it was raw, unfiltered desire. The kind of passion that could make the world around them fade to nothing. Mijoo felt a heat pooling low within her, her body responding instinctively. She wanted him right there, right then. The idea of him stripping her bare and taking her against the counter burned in her mind, but she held herself back, knowing this wasn't the moment.

When their lips finally parted, the room felt different—charged, alive. They lingered close, foreheads almost touching, their breaths mingling as they stared into each other's eyes.

Mijoo tilted her head up, standing on her toes to plant a brief, teasing kiss on his lips. A mischievous smile graced her face, her voice dropping to a sultry tone. "Tonight, it's you and I."

Her words were a promise, a declaration that sent a shiver down his spine. Travis felt the rush of anticipation, his body responding instantly. His lips curved into a sly grin, his gaze never leaving hers.

"I love the sound of that," he replied, his voice thick with desire. He slowly stepped back, maintaining eye contact like a silent challenge, his smirk unrelenting.

Just then, Ari emerged from the bathroom, her damp hair tied up and dressed in comfortable, casual clothes. Her cheeks burned with a blush as she tried to act nonchalant, though her darting gaze betrayed her. She'd heard everything.

With a soft pout, she plopped onto the couch beside Travis, folding her arms in mock frustration.

'When will he show me such affection?' she wondered, jealousy flickering in her thoughts as she stole a glance at him.

Soohyun arrived not too long after, and the group gathered in the living room to pass the time with a few board games. Laughter and lighthearted banter filled the room as they played, the atmosphere warm and relaxed. Mijoo kept sneaking amused glances at Travis whenever he got too competitive, and Ari's quiet giggles occasionally broke through as she focused on the game.

When the food was finally ready, the tantalizing aroma filled the apartment, drawing everyone to the table. The spread was vibrant and inviting, a testament to Mijoo's effort in the kitchen. They all sat together, digging in enthusiastically.

Travis found himself stealing glances at Mijoo as he ate, and she returned his gaze, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. The way her lips curved into a small smile every time their eyes met sent a warmth through him.

Meanwhile, Ari sat across from them, trying to focus on her plate but unable to hide the slight pout on her lips. Jealousy bubbled beneath the surface as she watched the subtle, unspoken exchanges between the two. Next to her, Soohyun was completely oblivious to the tension, his eyes glued to his phone as he texted his girlfriend.

Between bites, Travis glanced at Soohyun. "By the way, how's it going with your girl?"

Soohyun looked up, a wide grin spreading across his face. "It's going great! We're about to go on our first official date—I'm pretty excited, not gonna lie." He paused, his expression shifting to one of curiosity. "Oh, and I heard her friend's been asking for your number. Should I give it to her?"

The air shifted immediately. Though neither Mijoo nor Ari looked up, Travis could feel the intensity of their glares. It was as if two daggers were aimed directly at his neck, making the hairs on the back of it stand on end.

He chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Nah, don't. I'm not really looking for anyone right now," he replied quickly, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead.

Soohyun raised a brow but didn't push further, returning his attention to his phone. Meanwhile, Travis couldn't help but think, 'Damn, they're feisty.'

Once dinner was over, Soohyun stood, stretching lazily. "Alright, I should head out. Gotta wake up early tomorrow. Thanks for the food, though—it was amazing as always!"

The three of them bid him goodbye, and the apartment fell quiet again. Travis and Ari began clearing the table, working together to wash the dishes. The soft clinking of plates and running water filled the space, but the air felt heavy with unspoken thoughts.

Ari, standing beside him, sneaked glances at Travis as he scrubbed a plate, her mind racing with everything she'd seen at dinner. She fought the urge to say something, biting her lip as she rinsed another dish.

"Don't be loud tonight," she said suddenly, breaking the quiet as they worked. Her words made Travis pause mid-motion, his eyebrow lifting in amusement.

"Oh, don't worry," he replied with a sly grin. "We won't be doing it here. I've got something else planned."

She tilted her head, giving him a teasing look. "I'm starting to think you might be a pervert."

He chuckled, shrugging as if to say, Isn't it obvious? "Wait, you're only picking that up now?"

"You're right," she admitted with a playful roll of her eyes. "It's always been obvious now that I think about it. Oh well. You should go get changed. Wouldn't want to ruin your outfit."

"You'll take care of these?" he asked, motioning to the dishes.

"Yeah, who else will if not me?" She sighed dramatically, drying her hands. "Honestly, I should've gotten my own place like Soohyun. Now that I think about it, maybe that wasn't such a bad idea."

"Don't worry," Travis said, flashing her a confident grin. "You'll be living in a mansion sooner or later. Catch you later."

As he turned to leave, he gave her a light slap on the butt, making her jump and blush furiously. She opened her mouth as if to protest but didn't complain, her face betraying a hint of amusement.

Travis left the apartment and headed to his place, his thoughts already shifting to the night ahead. Once inside, he changed into something more comfortable, tossing his earlier outfit aside. As he pulled on a fresh shirt, his phone buzzed with a text notification.

It was from Mijoo. His curiosity piqued, he opened it, and his eyes widened. She'd sent a mirror selfie taken in the bathroom, offering him a teasing glimpse of the night's promise. His body reacted instantly, his arousal stirring like the first light of dawn.

'Yeah, milfs are the best,' he thought, a smug smile spreading across his face as he admired the picture.

After sending her a quick reply, he sank onto the couch, settling in as he waited for midnight. His thoughts wandered to his plans, but soon he found himself daydreaming about the fictional world he often indulged in.

'What pornhwa should I jump into next?' he mused. At first, he considered My Landlady Noona, but with the sudden new chapters and lack of knowledge about the story , he decided to revisit a completed favorite.

'I think I'll go with Keep It a Secret From Your Mother. Two beautiful milfs for me to conquer. I can't wait.' He leaned back, the idea amusing him.

'Does that mean I'll have to go to college? If this has multiple pornhwas, there's a good chance every college-related story is mixed in. Damn, I guess I'll just go with the flow. If I meet the main character, I'm sure by then I'll know what to do.'

The story played out in his mind, every scene vivid. Keep It a Secret From Your Mother was a classic, the kind of tale where every character felt alive, and the ending tied it all together beautifully.

'I love a long pornhwa, but man, some authors don't know when to stop. Look at Secret Class now. Why does it have so many chapters? Just wrap it up already,' he thought with a sigh, shaking his head.

He let his mind drift further, considering other pornhwas he might encounter. The idea of stumbling into one he had no knowledge of worried him—there'd be no telling what mess he'd get himself into without prior insight.

Time passed, and before he knew it, the clock struck midnight. A soft knock came at his door, pulling him from his thoughts. His lips curled into a smile as he stood.

'I'm about to have some more fun,' he thought, his pulse quickening with anticipation as he approached the door.

TO BE CONTINUED