Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Catnip
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Every creature has its favorite food.
Some fish go crazy for fish flakes the moment they see them, while others prefer earthworms.
What about shrimp?
Some eat feed without a second thought, while others ignore it completely and munch on algae instead.
Even rats force you into trial and error with traps, trying all sorts of baits because you never know what that particular one likes.
Some folks even say rats are born with their preferences set—rice or meat, it's decided from the start.
I don't buy that tastes are hardcoded at birth, but I do agree on one thing.
People each have their own likes, too.
"Wanna eat this?"
Nod, nod.
The twins approached like they were mesmerized, nodding their heads vigorously.
Judging by their reaction, this was like dangling catnip in front of a cat.
'Normally, something like this would never happen.'
Why not?
Because strawberries were always around the twins. They loved them so much they'd keep a stash right next to their meals.
But it'd been days since we crash-landed on this deserted island, and the twins hadn't had a single strawberry.
The last ones were the ones I'd fed them by hand.
In fact, them trailing me all night and even now might've been because of those damn strawberries.
"But I don't share these with anyone who's not my friend."
"!!"
The twins froze, whispering to each other before flicking their eyes toward our homeroom teacher and Kim Yeonju.
Right then, the teacher and Yeonju charged over to me.
"Woojin, the girls want strawberries. Come on, share some."
"Master, hand them over nicely while I'm asking."
Heh. They still hadn't figured it out? Dragging my women into this?
Fine. I had ways to handle that.
I dropped my pants right in front of the two who were gearing up to snatch the strawberries from me.
They halted mid-stride, glaring at me.
"Why are you suddenly taking off your pants...?"
The reaction came from Kim Yeonju first.
She blinked a couple times at my cock, then her eyes widened into crescent moons as a sly smile spread across her face.
"Master!"
Yeonju shoved the twins aside and pounced, knocking me flat and swallowing my dick whole.
No matter how overflowing someone is with affection and consideration for others, it can't override personal desire.
Especially not for a horny married woman like Kim Yeonju—that was barely even a debate.
'The real issue is the teacher.'
But her reaction wasn't much different.
As Yeonju licked my balls and my cock swelled, the teacher clamped her thighs together tight.
Then, cheeks flushed red, she sidled up and took position next to Yeonju.
"M-Me too. I wanna... Yesterday I just watched and couldn't do anything... I even tried masturbating alone when you were gone, but I couldn't cum... So I want it now, Woojin."
She slipped my glans into her mouth and suckled gently.
Yeonju on my balls, the teacher on my tip—both swirling their tongues softly.
"!!"
The twins looked utterly shocked. Like they'd never imagined I'd blow off their request to suck my dick instead.
They fidgeted helplessly, stomping their feet.
It was plenty of time for them to think of a Plan B, but they came up empty.
That was the downside of solving everything with siren songs and buzzing phones.
They'd probably never faced anything like this in their lives.
'Up till now, they'd just waltzed in with those stunning looks, commandeering whatever they wanted and puppeteering everyone else.'
Not this time.
This time, it was their turn to squirm.
I held up two strawberries in front of them again.
The twins' eyes, which had been twitching anxiously, lit up instantly.
This was on a whole other level from the coconut reaction.
"You want it?"
Nod, nod.
"But you ate my coconuts and didn't give me anything back."
"......"
"Meaning you don't wanna be friends with me. And I don't give strawberries to non-friends."
They flailed their arms wildly, babbling something.
Their mouths moved, but their voices were too soft to make out.
"Come closer and say it properly."
After a brief hesitation, the twins shuffled over. They flanked me left and right, whispering in my ears.
"What do we have to do to be friends?"
"Hmm. Can you do it like Teacher's doing right now?"
The teacher was alternating with Yeonju, lavishing my balls with care.
Shake, shake.
"No way. Nanny said if we do stuff like that, no more strawberries ever."
"Can't touch a guy's thing, and can't let him touch ours either."
Oh, nanny. You trained them with strawberries too, huh?
I looked up at them with utter disbelief.
The twins eyed the strawberries in my hand, rubbing their tummies pitifully.
Gurgle—
'Okay, strawberries are definitely the tool to tame them. Next up is the tricky part.'
I glanced down at Yuri and Yejin's crotches.
They were wearing nothing but those blue swimsuits—like they were strutting in a Miss Korea pageant back in the day.
Because of that, their cameltoes were on full display, letting me see their pussies at a glance. But when I checked the twins', I tilted my head.
'No wetness at all? Spotless?'
I might not have tons of sex experience, but I'd had my share of unique encounters.
One thing I'd learned: women watching someone else fuck would inevitably leak juices, whether they meant to or not.
Just like guys ooze precum at something hot.
Yeonju did it watching me with the boys and Hyunji. Teacher and the science girl did it in the woods while I railed Park Soyoung.
'But these two? Not a drop.'
They'd trailed me all night, seen every filthy act, yet their cameltoes were pristine.
As I stared openly at their crotches, Yuri and Yejin tilted their heads right back at me.
'They weren't turned on at all?'
I raised my index fingers—one from each hand—and brought them to the twins' cameltoes.
They jerked back fast.
Maybe because naughty stuff meant no more strawberries—their reflexes were sharp.
I stroked my chin.
'Even if I explain sex won't ruin their strawberry supply, they'd trust their nanny over a total stranger like me.'
Time for a new approach.
Make them tear down their own walls. Make them crave sex with me.
Of course, that takes time.
The realization they might never get back to their old lives.
Once they feel it in their bones, start depending on me more than their nanny's words. That's when I'll harvest the fruit.
'All I need is patience until then.'
"Alright. You don't have to fuck me—I'll be your friend anyway."
"!!"
Their eyes sparkled like they couldn't believe it.
"But promise me: no more making trouble for me from now on."
"?"
I pointed at the teacher and Yeonju with my index finger, then at the coconuts rolling nearby.
Finally getting it, the twins nodded big.
'Not dumb, then.'
Meaning they knew exactly what they were doing.
Sometimes that childlike innocence feels more ruthless. Sacrificing others without mercy for their own happiness? We could call them the most vicious in our class of brats.
Of course, I know they meant no malice.
They just innocently played pranks and chased what they wanted.
I gave the two little ones a warning look.
"Break that promise, and no more strawberries. Ever."
Nod, nod, nod, nod.
Talking about never eating strawberries again hit like a curse—they trembled, nodding frantically.
"Now that we're friends, how about a strawberry?"
I savored their beaming faces as I pulled one out.
"Oh, right. To celebrate our friendship, wanna play a little game?"
The twins grinned wide, all in.
"Great. First up, big sis Yuri. Catch it with your mouth—no hands. Do it, and you get an extra one."
Their eyes flashed at "extra one."
I dangled the strawberry. Yuri lunged to snag it with her mouth.
She climbed on top, clinging desperately to eat it somehow.
I spun it in circles, then slipped it into my mouth just as she closed in.
Not all the way—just the tip.
Nom!
Yuri mashed her mouth to mine and bit the strawberry. Smack! A light kiss in the process.
Chew, chew.
Shin Yuri swallowed happily, unbothered by the kiss.
And as proof, someone tugged my shoulder insistently. Little sis Yejin.
"Okay, Yejin's turn."
Maybe because she was the younger one, bursting with energy? She slapped onto my arm from the start, hugging tight.
I dodged every which way, but she ground her belly and pussy against my arm like mad.
No choice—I let her catch it in her mouth.
Smack!
Same as her sister, no hesitation diving in.
Tap, tap. Big sis drummed my shoulder right away, whispering in my ear.
"You said one more for me."
"Wanna go again? Mouth only, and you get an extra."
Nod, nod.
Shin Yuri grabbed my hand, shaking it to start now.
I played steal-the-strawberry with the twins, alternating turns. I eased the berries a tiny bit deeper into my mouth each round.
Eventually, I tucked them fully inside. To eat, they pressed their mouths flush against mine.
Then they shoved their tongues in to steal them.
Slurp. Slurp. Slurrrp.
I rolled the strawberry around with my tongue to evade, and they doubled down, tongues thrusting harder. They'd wrap mine to pin it, or get so worked up they'd grab my face tight.
They'd climb my chest or arms, writhing and bucking their hips.
Then I'd pull the twins close with my arms, hands roaming their thighs, kneading asses over swimsuits.
'Deep-kissing those twin beauties while the other hotties fuck me.'
While I lay there gaming with the twins, Teacher and Yeonju took turns riding me, grinding their hips.
"Ahh. Ahhn. M-Master, feels so gooood."
Squelch, squelch. Squelch, squelch.
"W-Woojin. So good. I love youuu. Deeper... deeper inside meee."
Thanks to them, I came whenever the urge hit during our game.
I pumped all the cum I'd saved overnight deep into Teacher and the married stewardess's pussies.
"Whew. Alright, kids. That's enough."
Nod, nod.
The twins, faces slick with sweat, nodded.
They lay beside me satisfied, pillowing their heads on my arms.
Teacher and Yeonju seemed pretty pleased too, resting their heads on either side of my dick as I basked in the afterglow, eyeing the hologram in front of me.
[Cash: 154 won]
I'd blown through all my saved cash, but it was worth every penny.
'Money? I can earn more.'
I stretched both hands out and gripped the twins' asses.
Squeeze, squeeze.
They didn't resist at all—our play had already normalized this much skinship.
'Butt success, at least.'