Stage Two, Round Two

Seonjeong stuffed Hojun's cock deep into her mouth, chewing on it teasingly while wrapping her tongue around the shaft and licking eagerly. Hojun's member began to swell slowly inside her mouth.

Seonjeong bobbed her head back and forth, sucking steadily until it was fully erect. Hojun's cock was average in length but fairly thick. That said, it seemed flabby even there—thick, but not the least bit firm. Seonjeong couldn't even tell if this was fully hard or not, given how soft it still felt. Once it stopped changing, she pulled her mouth away from his cock.

She felt a twinge of unease, but it seemed serviceable for penetration at least.

"There, that good enough? Hurry up and put it in."

Seonjeong got on all fours on the bed, thrusting her ass back toward Hojun as she glanced over her shoulder at him. This position was comfortable for anal, and besides, she had zero interest in staring at the face of someone she disliked so much.

"No, miss. Face me."

But Hojun grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her back. He gathered her thighs together and lifted them up.

"Miss, hold your thighs with your hands."

Seonjeong hated being manhandled like this, but arguing with Hojun was starting to piss her off, and she didn't want to waste more time. She wrapped her arms around her thighs. Her ass naturally lifted, exposing her anus perfectly for entry.

Hojun brought his mouth to her exposed hole and licked it again, shoving his tongue deep inside.

Once preparations were done, he gripped his erect—but somehow limp—cock with one hand, lifting it as he pressed close to Seonjeong. She braced herself, figuring the moment had finally come for him to slide into her ass. It had been a while since her last anal, so she tensed a bit but tried to relax her hole as much as possible to make it easier for him.

But Hojun's cock didn't go into her anus. The thick shaft plowed straight into her pussy instead.

"What the hell? I said the ass...!"

Seonjeong was so stunned she dropped her polite tone entirely. Does this bastard think he can satisfy his every greed when we're this short on time? She seethed inwardly.

"I've got this under control, so relax. Gotta lube up my dick with your pussy juices first if it's gonna slide into your ass nice and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠easy, right?"

Hojun thrust into her slick, dripping folds, his flabby belly jiggling with each pump. The wet, tight sensation of Seonjeong's pussy felt incredible. His excuse wasn't wrong, but the real reason he'd gone for her cunt was simpler: a tasty, easy hole was right there tempting him, and no way in hell was he passing that up.

"Fuck, you pig! We're out of time! You wanna get us both killed?"

Seonjeong finally snapped, her true nature bubbling up as the timer ticked down.

"Whoa, miss, such a dirty mouth. Fine, fine, ass it is."

Hojun had been reveling in his desires, but anxiety was creeping in too. No more delays—he yanked out of her pussy and aimed at her anus, slamming his hips forward with all his might.

Surprisingly, it wasn't easy getting his cock into Seonjeong's ass. Her long-neglected hole was incredibly tight, and his soft shaft lacked the rigidity to break through the grip. He shoved harder, using brute force. Hojun might lack stamina and endurance from his weight, but raw power? He had plenty.

As he forced his way in, her anus stretched taut and slowly swallowed his cock. Her hole was slick from his prolonged rimming, and his shaft was coated in spit and her juices for lube. But without any real anal stretching, the pain for Seonjeong was intense.

"Agh... it hurts...!"

She let out a short groan, but to Hojun, even that was just fuel for his excitement. He gripped her ass cheeks hard, kneading and spreading them wide as he pistoned wildly into her depths. The vise-like squeeze around his cock felt amazing. He regretted not trying anal with the young foreign girls at his restaurant sooner.

While Hojun thrashed in ecstasy, Seonjeong felt nothing but misery. She loathed fucking this irritating pig, and the pain in her ass only made it worse. What disgusted her most was his flabby, jiggling belly slapping against her thighs and ass nonstop. It was tolerable when he was in her pussy, but now that he was lower, in her ass, it pressed even closer.

Desperate to shorten this nightmare, she clenched her anus tighter. Hojun's ragged breathing grew louder.

"Hngh...!"

Overwhelmed by the intensified grip, he groaned weakly and started cumming inside her ass.

Seonjeong felt his semen erupting deep in her hole and nearly gagged in revulsion. An anus was meant for filth anyway, but to her, Hojun's cum felt even dirtier.

Seonjeong endured the lingering pain in her ass as she climbed off the bed and hastily dressed in the clothes scattered on the floor.

"Miss, that was amazing. Let's do it again sometime."

Hojun looked thrilled from the satisfying fuck. He grinned at her, reaching out to grope ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her breasts.

Seonjeong smacked his hand away hard with her palm, finished dressing in a rush, and hurried out to the square.

"Fucking bitch... acting like she didn't enjoy it..."

Hojun muttered curses at her retreating back under his breath. Still, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he didn't dare say it loud enough for her to hear. They might get paired for another mission someday, and he'd want that skilled mouth again—no point burning bridges.

He whistled a tuneless, off-key melody as he slowly got dressed. This anal romp with Seonjeong would fuel his fantasies for days.

"Yes, Angel. Here to grant my privileges, right?"

"...Yes."

Yumin's reward for maximum participation in Round 2 was the Participant Selection privilege. Unlike previous random swaps, this let him choose a mission participant entirely at his discretion. It had conditions, but it was a powerful tool. He was glad—he could protect his group even better now.

The conditions boiled down to this: If Yumin was a male mission participant, he couldn't use Participant Selection to swap partners. He'd have to rely on the old Partner Change for random swaps. And if he opted out via Free Participation from the start, he couldn't use it then either.

Still, used wisely, it could pull the women from dangerous missions reliably.

"Choi Junyoung."

Yumin thought it over carefully. To him, his romance with Soyeong was his first and last. It hadn't ended well, leaving him heartbroken. But time had diluted that pain. Dating and breaking up was just a common thing between men and women.

Junyoung was different. With few relatives, Yumin had seen his senior as a real big brother. And that "brother" had stolen his girlfriend Soyeong. Back then, Yumin hadn't realized it, but ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠maybe his real torment came from Junyoung's betrayal, not the breakup.

So for his one-time Personal Info Check on a Paradise participant, he chose Choi Junyoung. He wanted to know why.

"Thank you."

At 7 PM, the square opened, and Yumin gathered with his group at their usual table. Seonjeong and Hojun showed up too. They didn't always come when the square opened, but having succeeded in their mission and earned points, they were here today.

Seonjeong browsed the vending machines, debating what to buy. Hojun sidled up to her slyly.

"Miss, whatcha getting?"

He pressed close, giving her a lecherous look. Seonjeong was dumbfounded.

This pig thinks one mission and a fuck makes me his girl? What a joke.

She knew better than to give these types any opening—they'd harass her endlessly. Best to shut it down hard from the start.

"Mind your own business, mister."

"Aw, miss, why so cold? We got along great in there... Let's be friends from now on."

"I have zero interest in being friends with you. Know your place?"

Seonjeong shot him down coldly and walked away. Her loud voice drew brief attention, but it faded as she left.

Left alone, Hojun grumbled curses to himself, but no one cared.

Back from the square, Yumin picked up the document envelope on his bed and scanned its contents.