Woo-jin's Abyss (3)

Yu-jin's sparkling eyes were putting a lot of pressure on me. How amazing did she think I was?

Anyway, with a quest popping up and all, it felt like hooking up with her was pretty much set in stone—but did she really want to do it with me?

Right after the quest appeared, her thought bubble started showing up.

There had been a few actresses on set who cooed over me like I was a baby bear. Guess Yu-jin felt the same way.

"Um... Yu-jin. Do you know why you're here?"

"Yep! To have sex with you, oppa."

She knew exactly. But why was she looking so excited about it?

"Is this your own choice? Or does Woo-jin have some dirt on you...?"

"I was the one who suggested it first?"

What? Yu-jin suggested it first?

That's when Woo-jin jumped in.

"Ah, yeah... I got drunk once and vented to her about my dry spell. That's when Yu-jin said she'd be a good match."

I stared at her in stunned silence.

"Woo-jin oppa said it had to be someone he knows well—no strangers. You don't have a wife or girlfriend, so I'm the closest thing. No romantic feelings, but we're childhood friends at least."

A few words, and I was convinced. What a clever workaround!

"You sure you're okay with this, Yu-jin? Sex with a guy you just met today."

"Honestly, your looks aren't my type, but you don't eat steak staring at a cow's face, right? Plus, I'm curious about that skill that melted Ah-young..."

Valid point, but what a brutal metaphor.

"I never forced her. Yu-jin really wanted it."

Hoo, queen bee vibes too. If only I had the MC Aphrodisiac—I could've turned her into a sow. What a shame.

Thoughts like that were creeping in... All thanks to my blackening.

While they chatted, I pretended to listen and pulled up my status window. I wanted to check Yu-jin's profile.

Looking at the conquest tips, I could see why she'd agreed to this. Yu-jin got turned on by being watched. There was a BDSM term for it—I'd look it up later.

Woo-jin gets off on watching, Yu-jin on being watched, and me reaping the benefits in between... A match made in heaven.

Affection isn't in the negatives—that's a win.

Compared to Ah-young, she was an angel. The numbers and status confirmed she was looking forward ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to sex with me.

And she fantasized about superior males? Time for the Sexual Power booster to shine.

Beach sex was physically impossible right now, so I'd focus on her armpits later. The last line was censored—what could it be?

I was about to dig deeper when Yu-jin spoke up.

"Hey, Min-ho oppa."

"Yeah, Yu-jin?"

"We're... gonna have sex now, right?"

"Y-yeah."

"But if you keep being so formal, it'll feel awkward even during sex."

Being polite while our skin slapped together would kill the mood.

"So if you drop the formal speech, I'll treat you casual like Woo-jin oppa."

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"S-sure? Works for me."

"Cool, oppa."

No wonder fans go crazy. She was melting me already.

"Alright then... when do we start?"

*****

I hurriedly used the Sexual Power booster.

It even kindly included screenshots and brief explanations for each position. Good thing these were all familiar from porn I'd watched.

No crazy techniques required, so I skimmed the videos quickly.

Finally, I reviewed the quest mission one more time.

This wasn't just "have sex"—it was "dominate with sex." Not ending with a quick fuck like with Ah-young; I had to pound her into total submission.

The criteria are vague...

Knock her out like Ah-young? Make her sob and cling to my dick? Get a confession like "I can't live without this..."? All seemed beyond my current skills.

Ah, right—Woo-jin too.

If not for the status hint, I'd have forgotten him. The bastard was already seated, pants down. His signal to get started.

Stage set, audience clamoring for a show. My co-star eyeing me like she's waiting for her cue.

What could I do here? Then I remembered the comments from the video that blackened me.

[...Just follow your instincts. Fighting!]

Right. Sex is done with your dick, not your brain. The most instinctual act there is.

My instincts right now? Granting this girl group's cutie her wish to be devoured!

She fantasizes about superior males, huh?

I strode over and scooped Yu-jin up princess-style.

"Kyaa! S-suddenly...!"

"Bed's too far."

I plopped her on it like a sack and unbuttoned my shirt. A lacy, high-end bra came into view.

I was shocked myself. When had I ever unclasped a bra so effortlessly?

My hands moved like they had a mind of their own.

Guess this smoothness was the boost at work. Fail the conditions, and it all disappears.

I laid her back and slid off her pants. When I went for her panties, she twisted her hips in mock resistance before spreading her legs.

How'd I time that perfectly?

Matching rhythms during undressing really ramps up the arousal. Even lying down, her tits commanded attention—perfectly kneaded flesh glistening with allure, shy pink nipples at the peaks.

I wanted to grope and suck them silly, but the status window wouldn't allow foreplay.

Who'd pass up a treat like this? Just hold on a bit.

She was still shy, hips twisted to hide her folds. I drank in her glowing curves and slowly peeled the panties down.

My dick sprang up, pointing at the ceiling.

With MC Aphrodisiac, she'd be raving about her ideal cock—but on looks alone, points deducted. I felt the difficulty spike.

Still, her eyes sparkled—not a total letdown.

"Mm, oppa's is... cute. Want me to suck it?"

"Wanna suck yours too."

Her eyes widened a bit, then she got it, propping up and laying me down. The fancy ceiling light dimmed behind her ass.

So perfectly split like that.

With Ah-young, it was already slick—I hadn't savored the shape. Too busy diving in.

One round under my belt giving me some leisure? Her outer and inner lips, the hooded entrance—gorgeous enough to hesitate touching. Like it'd leave fingerprints.

Lost in admiring her pussy, a warm wetness enveloped me below. Her soft tongue wrapped the head, lubing the shaft.

A groan escaped me—the stimulation was killer.

—Slurp slurp, schluuuurp... schwuup...

Contrary to her first impression, she was sucking like a pro.

Couldn't just lie there. I spread her cheeks—the entrance glistened slightly. Turned on from sucking me, huh?

Remembered some useless trivia from virgin days scouring the net: Don't jab with your tongue first—stroke upward from the bottom with your lower lip for max stimulation.

Trusted the anonymous pioneer's wisdom. Used my softest inner lip to glide from base to clit.

"Ha-ut, haaaang...!"

It worked like a charm.