Stage One, Round Three

Thanks to his privilege, Yumin had already familiarized himself with the mission details and entered the Mission Room with a calm expression. Soyoung followed surprisingly nonchalantly.

A bed rose up from the center, and Yumin moved to the side, beginning to undress. Soyoung, right on his heels, stripped beside him. She greeted him in a low voice.

"Hello... Yumin oppa...."

Huh? Why's she suddenly greeting me? Yumin felt a flicker of bewilderment.

It had been well over two months since they'd arrived in Paradise. In all that time, Yumin hadn't exchanged a single word with Soyoung—or even Junyoung. This greeting was the first thing Soyoung had said to him since they got here.

Soyoung, who had dumped Yumin for Junyoung without explanation, and Junyoung, Yumin's old college senior who'd stolen his girlfriend—once they started dating, they both started avoiding him. Naturally, Yumin wanted nothing to do with them either, so they drifted apart. Even when they crossed paths on campus, it was like strangers passing by. Their first reunion here in Paradise had been the same. And that distance had persisted until now.

This was only the second time Yumin had been paired with Soyoung for a mission since arriving. The first was the very first mission of Stage 1. Even then, while he'd facial-cummed and creampied her, they hadn't exchanged a single word. So her sudden greeting threw him off.

Yumin had no real desire to chat with her, but since they were about to have sex, being too stiff probably wasn't ideal. He returned the greeting casually.

"Yeah."

"Um...."

Soyoung seemed about to say something, but she closed her mouth as Angel's announcement continued. Yumin, who had no interest in a long conversation with her, felt grateful to Angel for the first time—her timing had always been annoyingly perfect for teasing him before.

"Shall we start?"

"......Yeah."

Soyoung's wandering gaze, full of hesitation, drifted to Yumin's cock. She knelt before him and took his still-soft member into her mouth.

The penalty was mild. Yumin had wondered if she'd refuse because of it, but she didn't. She seemed intent on giving proper fellatio.

Even flaccid, Yumin's cock was about the size of an average man's erection. Soyoung had taken it in her pussy before, but this was her first time with her mouth. As it hardened inside her mouth, she started struggling.

At first, she'd managed to fit most of the soft shaft in, but now she was pushed back, barely able to take half. Still, she didn't give up, bobbing her head on that half with determination.

Yumin had fucked Soyoung once before in a mission, but back then, she'd just lain there like a fleshlight. This was different. For whatever reason, she was sucking him off voluntarily. Looking down at her, Yumin felt an odd curiosity.

She dumped me out of nowhere, no explanation, ran off with Junyoung. And now she's on her knees, working my cock like this. If I asked now, would she tell me why? Could I hear an apology from those lips wrapped around me right now?

But none of that mattered to Yumin anymore. He had no lingering attachment to her. He was a little curious, sure, but not enough to care deeply. There was time to spare, but no reason to drag it out.

Yumin grabbed her head and started thrusting his hips himself. Leaving it to her would take too long. He only pushed in as deep as she could handle voluntarily.

Whatever feelings he had left for Soyoung—resentment or otherwise—were minimal. Mild annoyance, maybe? Not enough to torment her.

As climax built, he picked up the pace, fucking her mouth faster. He came inside, careful not to go too deep—but at the last second, he thrust too far, probably hitting her throat.

When Yumin pulled out after finishing, Soyoung collapsed in place, head down, retching and vomiting his cum.

"Urk.... Eugh...."

With Jiwon, he'd half-hoped she'd swallow. But with Soyoung, no such sentiment stirred. He just waited for her to finish puking.

Once she had, Yumin confirmed it and led her to the bed, laying her down. He groped her pussy with his palm—it was slightly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wet, but not ready for insertion. He slid his fingers inside and stirred, curling them to probe every corner until she was slick enough.

He slipped his softening cock into her pussy. As he thrust, it hardened again.

Consecutive insertions had advantages: no recovery time needed for re-erection, and the freshly cummed cock was hypersensitive, making the second orgasm come even faster than the first. Perfect for missions like this requiring two ejaculations—it eased the time pressure.

Of course, quick finishes weren't always ideal, especially with female orgasm missions emerging. This strength could become a weakness. Yumin made a mental note to add endurance training against post-orgasm hypersensitivity to his sex regimen.

But it wasn't a big worry. His second came quick, but unlike his early Paradise days, he wasn't premature anymore. He'd grown enough to satisfy a woman in that time alone—like right now.

"Ah.... Ah.... Aah...."

Soyoung tried holding back, even covering her mouth, but her moans leaked out as she heated up. As Yumin's cock pistoned faster inside her, she couldn't stifle them anymore.

Yumin gripped her thighs, spreading them wide, driving deep. It might hurt at that depth, but her aroused body converted the pain to pleasure.

"Aah.... Ahh.... Haah...."

Finally, Soyoung climaxed. Her pussy clenched, giving Yumin intense stimulation. With no desire to prolong it, he accepted it all, building to his own release and creampieing her.

As he pulled out, Angel's success message chimed.

Yumin dressed and left the Mission Room. He exchanged brief words with his waiting group, glancing sidelong at Soyoung emerging, flushed from orgasm, and Junyoung greeting her.

Her glowing face and his twisted, bitter expression made a stark contrast. Watching them—especially Junyoung—Yumin felt no real triumph, no revenge satisfaction. They'd been out of his life, body and soul, for ages. No desire to reclaim them either.

"Us, huh? Let's go, Yumin."

"Yeah, Suji noona."

Yumin entered the Mission Room with Suji, who had been waiting nearby. It was their first pairing since Stage 1 began, but they'd shared two tutorial missions.

Was it mission experience, or because it was Yumin? He couldn't read her inner thoughts, but outwardly, she seemed her usual self.

The central floor opened, and a bed rose—along with a few items beside it. Yumin and Suji approached and started undressing. Yumin eyed the objects: a water-filled bucket, a portable toilet, and a 250ml syringe.

He'd never done it himself, but from mission previews, he knew their purpose. Suji startled slightly at first sight but didn't seem surprised—she knew too.

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"Hm.... What do we do, Suji noona?" Yumin asked casually.

As expected, neither he nor anyone else had enema experience. "Gotta do it—what choice do we have?" Suji replied matter-of-factly.

She was right, of course. No experience didn't mean skipping the mission. But Yumin's question wasn't about whether—it was how.

Yesterday, Angel had given him an unnecessarily detailed theoretical lecture on enemas, unprompted by his embarrassment. But theory and practice were worlds apart. Just hearing it over speakers, without visuals or demos, left him unsure.

"Um.... Have you ever done it before, Suji noona? An enema, I mean...."

In normal circumstances, that might earn a slap. But here, with lives on the line, sharing knowledge was crucial.

Suji knew his intent but hesitated to answer. She didn't want him knowing she had experience—and she felt guilty about it.

Back in college, she'd always paid extra attention to Yumin. Not fully romantic, though—he was the hardworking, kind junior from tough circumstances, evoking protective senior-sister feelings.

But in Paradise, after fucking him a few times, she started seeing him as a full-fledged man, not someone to coddle. Admitting anal experience felt awkward on multiple ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠levels.

She'd dated an anal fanatic before; hence, some enema and anal sex experience. But she'd never cum from it—just gotten used to it without pain.

Suji hadn't been a virgin pre-Paradise. Yet Yumin had taken her vaginal virginity in their first mission. Admitting her ass wasn't virgin too felt unfair to him.

Still, she couldn't hide it forever. From here on, she'd make it up to him, she resolved, steadying her heart.