Chapter 49
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Push and Pull
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After finishing a hot shower and opening the bathroom door, cool air brushed against her skin.
Drying off roughly with a towel, she flopped naked onto the bed.
In the dark room with the lights off, she lay on the bed and habitually pulled out her phone to check her AmericaTV message inbox.
As expected, there was no contact.
"Ah, seriously, what's with this guy? It clearly showed he read it..."
She bit her lip without realizing it.
The screen clearly marked the message she'd sent a few days ago as read.
He'd read it, so why no reply?
Honestly, when Coin King Oppa read her message, she'd assumed he'd get back to her right away.
She figured he'd at least shoot her a KakaoTalk once she sent her number, but nothing came.
She'd waited a day, then two, and now a full week had dragged by like this.
She was pissed.
"Am I not his type or something?
He chats me up nicely during streams, showers me with big star balloons, so why no contact?"
Truth be told, it wasn't anger so much as anxiety and unease gnawing at her.
She knew all too well how shaky the bond was between cam girls and big spenders.
These whales could flip on a dime and jump to another stream.
That made her even more jittery and obsessed.
She grumbled to herself without thinking.
"Ah, seriously. Should've never given him my number..."
But soon enough, curiosity and imagination started chasing each other in her mind.
What was Coin King really like? With the cash to drop hundreds a day on balloons, he could be some older guy, but his chat game was way sharper than guys her age.
So maybe the age gap wasn't that big after all...
"What if he's a young entrepreneur...?"
She grew curious about the face on the other side of the screen.
Was he handsome? Tall? What about his build? What if he was exactly her type?
Imagining Coin King, she squirmed a little on the bed.
His witty jokes tossed into chat during streams came to mind.
Her heart would race every time, keeping her in a great mood the whole broadcast...
Or maybe... he got off on making her this anxious?
"No way he's into neglect play or some perv shit...?"
She said it like a joke to herself,
but suddenly picturing things with him made her cheeks flush.
If Coin King Oppa was deliberately ghosting her just to make her desperate, it'd annoy her a bit,
but there was also this weird thrill to it.
If he knew she was this worked up waiting for him, how smug would he feel on the other side of the screen?
"I'm seriously losing it..."
She shook her head hard to chase away the weird thoughts.
But her mind was already stuffed with curiosity and thirst for Coin King Oppa.
Every star balloon he'd sent and chat message suddenly felt loaded with meaning.
Why had he picked her? And why was he toying with her like this...?
"I really miss Oppa..."
In the end, she sighed at her phone screen.
The blank screen with no notifications felt infuriating.
Now spite had kicked in—she swore she wouldn't message first no matter what,
but deep down, that flicker of hope refused to die.
Finally, she buried her face in the pillow, facedown on the bed, and whispered softly.
"...Please just message me."
While Ye-ji clutched her phone desperately, waiting in anxious agony,
Jin-seong had no clue and was lounging at home, enjoying a leisurely aroma massage.
Lately, Jin-seong's body had been stiff and achy more often.
Going out to clubs like the old days to blow off sexual steam felt like too much hassle now.
It wasn't about getting old; those rituals just seemed pointless.
So he frequently called for home-visit massages.
He'd scoured Daegu's adult sites and found a service with young Korean girls, then dialed them up right away.
"Yes, boss. Home-visit massage. What can I get you?"
"Aroma massage, please. Got any 20-something Korean girls available?"
"Yep, we do. We'll be there in 30 minutes."
He hung up, settled on the sofa, and waited comfortably. Exactly 30 minutes later, his intercom buzzed.
Jin-seong went to the door and opened it.
A young guy and a woman in her twenties stood there. As their eyes met, the guy gave a quick bow.
"Hello, boss.
Just pay her directly."
"Got it. Thanks for the trouble."
The guy left, and the girl flashed a bright smile at Jin-seong as she greeted him.
"Hi~!"
"Come on in. This way."
As Jin-seong led her inside,
she passed the entryway, glancing around the spacious, luxurious apartment in awe.
"Wow, your place is amazing, Oppa. You live alone?"
Jin-seong smiled calmly and replied.
"Yeah, just me. This room here."
The room he showed her was a small one next to the bathroom, perfect for massages with its cozy vibe.
A thick, plush rug covered the floor,
and soft lighting bathed the space in a gentle glow.
In the center sat a massage bed with a face cutout,
and beside it, an array of premium aroma oils.
The girl took in the setup and stared at Jin-seong in surprise.
"Whoa... I've done tons of home visits, but you're the first regular guy with a pro setup like this."
Jin-seong chuckled lightly.
"I get them so often, it's just easier this way.
Should be comfy for you too."
The girl smiled back, relaxed.
"If you're this set up, I gotta give it my all. You must get massages a lot, huh, Oppa?"
Jin-seong nodded casually as he stripped and slipped on a robe.
"Yeah. Too lazy to go out, and doing it at home is the best."
The girl grinned, checking the oils.
"Just lie down comfortably, Oppa. I'll take good care of you."
Jin-seong lay face-down on the bed, resting his face in the cutout.
As cool, silky oil touched his back, tension melted away.
He closed his eyes leisurely, thinking to himself,
'Way better than dealing with club stress. Nothing beats lying here at home.'
As the massage went on, the girl couldn't hide her admiration.
This was her first client with such a setup on home visits.
Usually, it was cramped studios or one-rooms, just flopping on a bed.
She massaged his back meticulously and asked sweetly,
"What do you do, Oppa? Nice place... I'm jealous."
Jin-seong smiled faintly and kept it short.
"Oh, just some investing."
She was curious but didn't pry since he stayed vague.
Jin-seong sank into the full-body bliss, eyes closed, opting to savor the massage over more chat.
The quiet afternoon view outside the window blended with the room's subtle scent,
drawing him into perfect peace once more.
About 30 minutes into the full-body nude massage, the girl tapped his butt.
"Oppa, time for the service now. Flip over."
Jin-seong, nearly dozed off from the relief, rolled onto his back at her words.
She grabbed a small pillow from beside the bed and tucked it under his head.
As he lay flat, she started peeling off her top.
Watching her, Jin-seong was pleased with her B-cup breasts.
He'd never been into huge ones anyway.
Down to just panties, she climbed on top and began teasing from his neck.
Her soft tongue and sucking pressure ramped up his arousal.
From here on, it was all body talk—no words needed.
*Slurp... Slurp...*
As she sucked his nipples, Jin-seong let out a low breath.
"Haa... Feels good."
She looked up at him and beamed.
"You like it, Oppa?"
"Nipples are my spot... Your tongue feels amazing."
"For real? If you're feeling good, so am I."
His words spurred her on; she attacked his nipples more fiercely, licking and sucking,
torturing them as his excitement built. His cock sprang up, poking her lower belly.
"Oh my. Already so hard, Oppa? It's gone from cute to monstrous."
Her face dipped lower.
*Slurp... Slurp... Haa...*
She took his cock in her mouth and bobbed up and down eagerly.
Jin-seong just relaxed, focusing on the sensation of her service.
Back in the day, he'd sweat buckets trying to hook up, teasing girls and thrusting like mad.
Now? How effortless.
Lying still while she worked to satisfy him explained why girls barely sweated after sex.
Oral was great, but he wanted to fuck her pussy.
He asked if 69 was okay.
"Sure thing. Hold on.
Oppa, no fingering though~"
She stripped off her panties, positioning her pussy over his face.
Jin-seong teased her clit with his tongue.
With his vast hookup experience, he was confident in bed, his teasing skills top-notch.
He believed he could get any girl wet with foreplay alone.
Home massages were technically hand-and-mouth jobs, but full sex was up to the girl.
As he unleashed his expert teasing, she writhed around his cock in her mouth, fighting her moans.
When she was soaked enough, he asked if he could rub against her pussy.
Lost in arousal, she weakly said go ahead.
He planned to hype her up like at a swedish parlor and seal the deal.
Legs spread M-wide on the bed, panting—it turned him on.
But no rush.
He brought his mouth to her pussy in missionary, sucking her clit while lightly teasing her entrance with a finger, no full insertion.
She was stunned by his skill.
His tongue and suction playing with her clit—she barely noticed his finger's position.
As she shuddered, moaning in heat,
he finally slid his finger inside, curling it at 12 o'clock to gently scrape her walls.
A scream-like moan escaped her.
"Ah... Ang... Oppa, fingers... no... Heuk..."
Unable to speak properly as he nailed her spot, clear juices gushed out nonstop.
Straightening up, he rubbed his cock on her clit for more stimulation.
She lost it.
"Ah... Ang, Oppa... Too good... Haak... Ah... Oppa..."
Now he slid his glans up and down her entrance, savoring the feel.
Shallow dips with just the tip, gauging her reaction—she showed no sign of stopping him, just riding the pleasure.
Figured she'd let him go all in.
Thrusting deep with force,
she seemed fulfilled after all the teasing.
"Aang... Oppa, fuck me harder, harder."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, legs locking his waist, demanding thrusts.
Kissing him deep, sucking his tongue.
Now she was a bitch in heat, fully aroused.
Jin-seong controlled the pace, enjoying her body fully.
She came multiple times, now exhausted, just weakly responding to his pounding.
"Oppa... I'm beat. Can you finish quick?"
"Sure. Cumming now."
"Yeah... Cum outside or in my mouth."
He sped up, slamming into her flushed pussy.
She took it, moaning nonstop.
"Mouth it is."
"Yes, cum."
Right before climax, he stood by the bed, feeding his cock into her lying mouth. He unloaded refreshingly.
She turned her head aside to take it orally while he fingered her pussy standing up.
The passionate fuck ended; she showered in the adjacent bathroom.
Coming out, she saw him with a cigarette and said,
"I don't usually do full sex, but your teasing was insane, so..."
"Your body's gorgeous, and that pussy looked delicious, so I went for it."
His crude compliment made her giggle.
"Oppa, was I really that tasty?"
"Hell yeah. You saw how hyped I got and how much I blew."
"True... So thick and so much, hard to swallow.
But hearing it's tasty as a girl feels nice."
"Call the shop next time I want you?"
"Hmm... Since you liked it, here's my Kakao.
Hit me up here."
"Cool. Thanks for today. Here's the pay."
Base was 170,000 won, but he tipped 100,000 extra—270,000 total.
"Too good, so 100k tip."
"For real? Thanks, Oppa. Got a bit of time left—want another suck?"
She clasped hands, mimicking a blowjob.
Jin-seong laughed.
"You worked too hard; I'm wiped.
Next private call, we'll have fun."
"Got it, Oppa. Thanks for today~"
He saw her off and headed for his own shower.
Working up a sweat like this after ages—sleep would come easy tonight.
Living stress-free like this was the best.
But right then, Jin-seong had no idea how anxious Ye-ji was over him.