Chapter 512: Instead of Chicken[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 512: Instead of Chicken[R-18]
"My tongue feels sour."
"This girl..."
The words almost slipped out of my mouth. I clearly told her we should stop, but since she was ignoring the chicken and only stuffing herself with the pickled radish, of course her tongue was going to feel sour.
"I told you we should stop at a reasonable point."
"B-but it's fun. Don't you think I've gotten better at kissing?"
"Sigh, what on earth..."
It was hard to deny, which made it even more troublesome.
Through the 'pickled radish training method,' Choi Jin-ah's kissing skills had indeed improved significantly.
"Still, we have to eat the chicken. It's already gone cold," I grumbled.
Choi Jin-ah pouted in response. "Later on, you were the one just swallowing the radish immediately so you could keep kissing."
"..."
"Why are you acting like you didn't enjoy it?!"
"Ahem, let's just eat the chicken."
I reached for the chicken with a stoic expression, but Choi Jin-ah irritably slapped the back of my hand.
Slap!
"Are you kidding me?! You're going to eat chicken after setting a mood like this?"
"...I never thought the day would come when I'd hear those words from you, Jin-ah."
Just a moment ago, as soon as the chicken arrived, she had shattered the atmosphere and went sprinting toward the door only to trip and fall. Now, she was giving me grief for ruining the mood.
"They say geniuses always have a touch of madness."
At my murmur, Choi Jin-ah glared and pointed a finger at me.
"The person I know who needs to see a psychiatrist the most is you, Woo-jin!"
"Why me?"
"Why you?! Did you just ask 'why me' right now?!"
I knew the answer, but strangely, I didn't want to lose this argument. Honestly, aren't we both experts at ruining the mood?
As we huffed and puffed, pouring out words and blaming each other, before I knew it—
"Mmph!"
For some reason, I was kissing Choi Jin-ah.
I was pressing her against the sofa while sitting, and Jin-ah was tangling her tongue with mine, showing off the skills she had just leveled up to her heart's content.
"Phew."
"Haaah."
As our lips parted, we both caught our breath. The silver thread of saliva connecting our lips was proof of just how intense the kiss had been.
"W-why were we kissing?" I asked, feeling a bit dazed as I caught my breath.
Choi Jin-ah thought for a moment, then tilted her head.
"I-I don't know?"
"We were definitely fighting—"
"We were talking about why the mood keeps getting ruined—"
"Let's do it some more and think about it."
At my suggestion, Choi Jin-ah's face flushed red, but she nodded.
"O-okay."
The kiss resumed.
I stealthily moved my hands and began to undress her.
Before long, I had unfastened all the buttons of her pajama top and slid it down to reveal her shoulders. Choi Jin-ah panicked and started swatting at my shoulders.
"Mngh?!"
I pulled my lips away, fearing I might bite my tongue at this rate. Choi Jin-ah shouted at me.
"What was that?! Why are you so good at taking clothes off?!"
"...Because I've done it a lot?"
My clothes-stripping skills—the ones Seo Ye-rin admired, Choi I-seo was surprised by, and Yoo Ah-rin was horrified by.
In fact, I had once received the 'high praise' that I was better at undressing women than women were themselves.
"That's r-really unpleasant— D-don't take them off!"
Despite her words, Choi Jin-ah's top was already gone, leaving her bare.
Since she was in pajamas, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were fully exposed.
She hurriedly covered them with both hands and shrieked.
"Are you some kind of master?! How are you so good at this! G-get away!"
I knew from experience.
Usually, when the top comes off, they cover their chest with both arms like that. Then they struggle and try to push you away with their legs—and that's exactly when you take off the pants.
"Eek?!"
Choi Jin-ah turned even redder as her pajama pants, along with her panties, were caught in my grip and slid down.
"Wait a minute! I-I'll take them off myself! So—!"
She hurriedly tensed her legs, trying to keep them on, but once it had reached this point, it was already over.
She bent her legs, trying to hook them at the knees to hold on for dear life, but she wasn't strong enough to overcome the hands of an adult male.
In the end, Choi Jin-ah was left completely naked.
"What is this?! Do you have a license for undressing people or something?!"
"Ye-rin once complimented me, saying I was a master at devouring women."
"That's not a compliment!"
"I-seo also said I have a bizarre mental circuit that processes insults as praise."
"That's not a compliment either!"
"Ah-rin calls me a dumbass."
"That... isn't a compliment."
How harsh.
As I began to take off my own pants, Choi Jin-ah looked up at me with her mouth agape.
Seeing as she wasn't running away or even looking away, maybe she was actually ready for this too?
Once my underwear was off, Choi Jin-ah gulped, yet she still tried to put up a final bit of resistance.
"W-what about the chicken?!"
"You're mentioning chicken at a time like this?"
"It's going to get cold!"
I glanced over at the chicken.
It certainly felt like it would be ice-cold if we didn't eat it now.
"There's an air fryer. It gets crispy again if you put it in there."
"...Then I'll allow it."
I wasn't sure what she was 'allowing,' but Choi Jin-ah covered herself with a sofa cushion and pointed at the seat.
"Go sit over there!"
"Huh?"
I was about to take off my shirt too, but Choi Jin-ah shouted urgently.
"I-I'm going to take the lead! I've been dragged around too much today!"
"..."
"No! Come to think of it, I'm a-always being dragged around! I'm a proactive person!"
"Well, if that's what you want..."
I sat down awkwardly on the sofa.
'Ah, my shirt.'
I was going to take my shirt off, but before I could, Choi Jin-ah sat right on my lap.
Her face was bright red as she stared straight at me.
"Why are you so embarrassed?"
We'd already done this several times. I didn't think there was a reason to be this shy anymore.
"It's about the m-mood! Aren't you being way too casual about this, Woo-jin?!"
"I mean, I'm not exactly 'casual' right now."
Naturally, my heart was racing, and my lower half was very much 'angry' and ready to start.
"S-since I'm the one taking the lead, do exactly as I say today. This is your punishment for letting the chicken get cold."
"Sure, fine. Do whatever you want."
"Huuu."
Taking a long breath, Choi Jin-ah kissed me again. I thought our lips might swell up, but I didn't dislike it, so I naturally followed her lead.
"Phew... T-today—"
Choi Jin-ah looked down at my lower half, which was pressing against her abdomen, took a deep breath, and issued a warning.
"I'm g-going to totally devour you!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"W-why aren't you saying anything?!"
"Pfft—"
Ah, I tried to hold it in.
"Hahaha!"
The laughter I was desperately suppressing finally burst out.
"Hahahaha! Devour me? Oh man! Where did you learn to say things like that?!"
"D-don't laugh! I said don't laugh!"
Her face turning a deep crimson, Choi Jin-ah shouted at me in a panic.
"Why are you laughing! I'm t-taking you! I put a lot of thought into choosing that line!"
"Pwahaha! Wait, so you were picking out lines while we were kissing?"
"Yes! I was worried about how I could take the initiative today!"
"Oh, I'm so scared. So I'm going to be 'devoured' quite spectacularly by Jin-ah today?"
"Ugh! You...!"
It was so cute seeing Choi Jin-ah drumming on my chest with her tiny fists that I laughed even harder.
"Haha, okay. I'm sorry. I failed to read the mood—Gah?!"
When her fists didn't work, Choi Jin-ah slammed her forehead into my chest.
Thud!
"Cough, cough! Are you c-crazy?! That really hurts!"
"I hate you, Woo-jjin-a!"
"What do you mean you hate me! You went from fists to a headbutt?! You're trying to act cute to get away with it—!"
"Shut up and get ready!"
"I'm already ready! Can't you see?!"
"Hmph!"
Choi Jin-ah lifted her hips slightly. Then, she fumbled with my member, adjusting the angle.
"Huuu... W-was it always this big?"
"Well, yeah. It's not like I'm still in a growth spurt; why would it get bigger? Though it is bigger than when we were in elementary school."
"Why do you have to ruin a good memory like—Ahhhnn!"
As she took me in all at once, Choi Jin-ah let out a moan and gripped my shoulders tight.
The fact that she didn't lean into me was probably her own little way of maintaining her pride.
"Haa, haa..."
I waited for her to catch her breath. Since she said she wanted to take the lead today, I stayed still to follow her pace.
Choi Jin-ah began to move her hips without a word.
"I-I think you're overdoing it."
When I told her it would be difficult to move like that right after insertion, Choi Jin-ah bit her lip hard and pushed against my chest with both hands.
In an atmosphere that seemed to tell me to just shut up and feel it, I simply accepted the rhythm of her hips.
"Haa! Ahh!"
The quiet dawn.
Choi Jin-ah's moans echoed through the house.
"Uuuugh! Haaah—!"
Moans that sounded like ragged gasps.
Before long, drenched in sweat, Choi Jin-ah looked at me and asked piteously.
"W-Woo-jjin-a. D-does it feel good?"
"Yeah, it feels amazing."
"H-haaa! I'll... I'll try a bit harder!"
Slap! Slap!
Her thin thighs were trembling violently.
But seeing her refuse to rest, determined to make me feel good, a sensation of climax surged up—one that wasn't just pure pleasure. In response to her efforts, I tangled my tongue with hers and kissed her deeply.
* * *
"Mmm."
"..."
Early morning.
I looked down at Choi Jin-ah, who was fast asleep in my arms.
"Ow?!"
I shook off Choi Jin-ah, who had bitten my arm in her sleep, and quietly got up.
My reflection in the turned-off TV was a total wreck.
There were marks left all over my body; last night, I felt like I was the one who had become the chicken.
"She left so many marks."
Then again, I could see marks all over Choi Jin-ah as well.
"Wait, what time is it?"
As I muttered and reached for my phone—
"It's 10 o'clock, Woo-jin."
A voice came from behind the sofa.
I slowly turned my head, and there was Seo Ye-rin, greeting me with a bright smile.
"You said you were coming to see us this morning, right? But you seemed late, so I came here myself."
"..."
I was so shocked I lost my words.
Calmly and carefully, I asked.
"What did you say my name was?"
"Kim Woo-jin."
She's pissed. Definitely.