Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Se-young's Day (2)
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-Even humans can love Wood People!
-Mr. Jin-hyun...!
Wa-lak!
A woman with glowing light green hair shares a passionate kiss with the male lead.
Soon after, they move into a sex scene. Seeing the female actress desperately sticking out her tongue and moaning made blood rush straight to my lower half naturally.
Watching movies like this is kinda fun.
Honestly, after being forced into celibacy, I felt like I'd get excited even stepping on a falling leaf.
Like that, munching on popcorn and watching the movie for a while.
I felt a gaze from beside me.
-Ppaan.
A gaze even more desperate than the female lead in the movie I'd just watched.
I locked eyes with Se-young while sipping cola through the couple's straw.
"What're you doing?"
"...Ah, nothing."
Se-young stammered and suddenly fussed with her hair. To me, who knew Lee Se-young well, that felt awkward instead.
Come to think of it, this is a date, huh? Maybe that's why she's acting all meek.
In that case, I should play along properly.
As I reached my hand toward Se-young's shoulder, she jumped in surprise.
"Wh-what are you doing right now?!"
"Seemed like you wanted this."
Pook.
I pulled her shoulder in, and Se-young's small head flopped right onto my chest.
She naturally looked up at me, and even in the dark, her face was bright red.
"Were you always this pretty?"
A natural question.
After pondering, I teased her.
"Not wearing rose-tinted glasses, are you?"
I said it bracing for a hit, but Se-young seemed to take it seriously, mumbling something before dropping her head.
"...Maybe."
A tiny mutter, barely audible.
"...No way that's true."
Denial.
Se-young's lips twitched. She fidgeted with her index fingernails clashing together, unable to meet my eyes.
Such clumsy, cute behavior that didn't match her age. I wasn't even like this during my first relationship.
Is it true that rough people are soft on the inside?
Her stiff head was now leaning against me very naturally.
I took her other hand in mine.
Se-young's love fantasy as I knew it. Her ears flushed red as she breathed roughly.
Finally, she slowly accepted the situation.
Our eyes met.
Meeting Se-young's heated gaze, I brought my face close.
In that brief moment, time slowed for us. It was like an innocent display of affection from middle school childhood friends—no saliva exchange, just pure.
Hot lips touched and parted.
'My face is thug-like,' she seemed to think, staring at me in a daze, breathless.
I asked her coolly.
"Want some popcorn?"
"...Yeah."
Time flew by.
*****
By the time the movie ended, I barely remembered the plot.
Halfway through, I'd just been teasing Lee Se-young. From making her drink cola through the same straw to feeding her popcorn—I did everything you could do in a theater.
"...You bastard."
Se-young, exhausted and clinging to my arm, grumbled in a slurred voice. She really was fun to tease.
"Teacher, what do you want to eat? Meat? I'll grill it for you."
"Gonna drink?"
"Should I?"
"I think I need to today."
We naturally headed to a nearby barbecue spot.
I ordered frozen pork belly. No matter what, the price wasn't an issue, but it's the food that satisfies regularly.
"I don't know about anything else, but we match on eating."
Lee Se-young was fully satisfied too.
I grilled various cuts—from crispy well-done to chewy medium.
-Sizzle sizzle.
Se-young sat there like a baby bird, staring at the meat.
The person who always insisted on grilling as the teacher was being so obedient.
Power of meat? Or power of my face?
"Why do you wear that mask everywhere anyway?"
"It's an artifact. Without it, I wouldn't have survived that 42nd branch incident."
True, as a World Tree husband... Se-young muttered and nodded.
"S-so, what happened to your face?"
"Anyone'd think I got slashed."
"Hey! You think I don't remember your old face? You're not someone else, right?"
"Lost weight and hit the jackpot. Happy now?"
Se-young was convinced.
Lucky she bought such a lame excuse.
I raised my soju glass.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers."
First shot down.
With booze in, our tones loosened naturally.
The pork belly after discharge tasted so good it made me forget even the assault.
Meat and rice in lettuce with a shot.
Just meat and ssamjang with a shot.
Drinking freely like that, midway through a tipsy Se-young loosened up and held out her glass with a tense face.
"You punk, Lee Si-heon! Down it fast. Cheers! Kyaah!"
-Clink!
Pouring and chugging like that, dawn arrived before we knew it.
Se-young had a slight flush. Time to go—I stood, paid the bill.
"Check, please."
"Mm, hey. I'll pay."
"Nah, it's nothing."
"Student, listen to your teacher!"
Se-young stubbornly pulled out her wallet, paid, then hooked her arm in mine as we left.
We'd enjoyed the day enough. Now that time was approaching.
-If I lose, sleep with me just one night.
The walk to the motel was quiet.
A few couples dotted around, but all lost in their own worlds.
"Are they all heading to do it too?"
"Probably. You know."
"...You punk. First time going to a motel with a guy—how would I know."
"And you call yourself experienced?"
Pook. Se-young jabbed my side deep. It hurt enough to bring tears.
"You really think you're my first...?"
"Ah yes. Thank you for giving your 26-year-old virginity to me."
"You bastard. You were a fat virgin pig until recently too."
"Fuck."
I pulled in Se-young, who was glaring. We both knew it was joking.
Or was it serious? Honestly, felt kinda real.
We stopped by the car for the condoms I'd prepared and entered the motel.
The clerk gawked at Se-young, but par for the course.
-Creak.
Inside the room, I shed my coat.
Hospital-provided casuals—looked expensive.
"Coming to a place like this, I always wanna say something."
"What?"
"...Shower first."
Oh.
"Said it, so I'm showering now?"
"Huh?"
"Heh, just wanted to say it."
After some tussling, Se-young dashed to the shower, emerged in just a robe, steam wafting from her pale shoulders.
"Not staring too obviously?"
"Body's worn out anyway—what's it matter."
"You're a total psycho. No filter."
I dodged her smack on my back and entered the shower.
Changing area had neatly folded top and bottom; floor had strewn panties and stockings.
Obvious scheming.
-Giggle, getting hard?
Probably thought that leaving them like that. Panties were soaked straight through.
I folded the stockings and panties, showered.
-Splash splash.
First time prepping properly like this.
-Creak.
Turned off the water, dried, robed up.
Entered the room naturally.
"Back?"
Se-young greeted with a slightly flushed face.
Glanced at the bed: nightstand had condoms. Wondered how many we'd use.
But how many were there?
A bit scary.
Se-young slyly reached out, arms around my neck.
"To the bed."
Her soft gaze, weak pull drew me in. Knees buckled, we tumbled onto the bed.
Wordlessly, lips met, tongues intertwined.
Seductive breath. Trembling fingers on the edge. Arms clutching possessively shook my mind.
"Churp... Hn. Ngh. Didn't like this stuff usually."
"You loved being forced."
Se-young, waist quivering, dug nails into my shoulder. Sharp pain made me shiver.
"Stop teasing. Sometimes... it feels real."
Seeing nail marks on my neck, she giggled, hugged me, whispered in my ear.
"And now, I just like doing it with you."
Her soft, pure murmur felt distant from the Se-young I knew.
Even villains have loved ones, showing true selves unguarded. Felt like that with her.
Wanna tie this innocent body and thrust in deep.
Mind hazed.
"Wanna try this too."
"What?"
Se-young tore open a condom, held it in her mouth. That sight oddly arousing.
"Hehe. C'mere."
She laid me down, crawled lower, took my thing in.
Then suddenly spat the condom and kissed mine.
Chup. Chup. Chup. Chup.
"This is mine today."
The booze? She was overflowing with cuteness tonight.
"Gonna put it on now? But how?"
"Wait, probably this way... Yeah. Like that."
Bit the condom right way, rolled it on.
The gifted ones felt nonexistent—I was shocked too.
"Handy with condoms, huh? Knew just how."
"Once."
"...What? Lied about being a virgin?"
"No. Ex rejected 'cause too big."
Stunned Se-young stared at it.
Then smirked at me, rubbed her cheek on the tip.
"And you like this."
"Fell for it, right?"
"...Yeah."
Past tense.
Loving that, I hugged her tight.
Naturally caressed her breasts, began tender foreplay.
"Hnng!"
Twist a nipple, moan escapes.
Lips sealed hers, stroked pussy once—she twisted her waist.
"Churp, that's all? More. More. Till I can't breathe... tight."
"Got it, Teacher."
"Not teacher."
"Se-young."
"...♥"
Fingers grazed labia softly, found the hole.
Slid in fingers—two went in smoothly.
"Hee! Haa, w-wait—mmph."
Covered her mouth as she tried to speak, focused on play.
Squeezed breasts hard, rubbed clit, fingered in and out.
She grew more eager, accepting my tongue.
Squelch. Squelch.
How many minutes?
Watery sounds from her pussy now.
"Hng, kh, kkh."
Thumb and index on key spots—inner walls spasmed.
"Hkkkngh!"
Thighs clamped my hand, trembled, went limp. Bed-gripping hands in limbo.
I parted lips.
"Phaa... Haak, haa. I came."
Barely breathing Se-young panted, clung to me.
Then flushed, pressed breasts to me like nothing happened.
"...Hey, now."
"How?"
"Put it in."
"Not like that."
Se-young glanced around, poked my chest with index.
"Si-heon's cock... put it in Se-young's, please..."
"C'mere."
"Hey, suddenly so rough..."
Positioned her below, rubbed tip at entrance. She screamed moans.
"Hng, haaa! This, put it in quick."
Nodded, thrust waist full force.
-Squiiiish.
"Ughruk♡"
Connected, Se-young weakly hugged my waist with limp legs.
Glassy eyes stared, sticky whisper.
"This... feels too good... Gonna fall for it."
Couldn't hold, pounded hard.
Chup chup chup chup.
Her walls spasmed repeatedly, eyes rolled half-back, sweaty body rubbed mine.
"More, moooore. Hn. Harder. Ruin Se-young's pussy."
"Like that? Polite to a kid?"
"Yes. Love it..."
Pang!
"Haaaang!!!!"
Grabbed thighs, pushed up.
Mating press, vulgar name. Expectant moan from her loose mouth.
Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!
"Uwaaa. Hng! This, too gooood. Acorns coming again. Ng, hngh."
Se-young's hair glowed fluorescent.
Pop, pook. Acorns rolled onto bed.
Orgasm hit me too—full thrust, released.
-Spurttt!
"Uhheup♥"
No disconnect, shook waist more, tongues mixed.
How long?
Pulled out—condom half-off from load, scraped it free.
One round done.
"Haa... Huk... Hng."
"Good?"
"...Shut up. Why're you so good?"
I chuckled; she wryly smiled, hugged me helplessly.
"...Like this."
"Suddenly shy?"
"Just wanna be like this tonight."
She kissed below right collarbone, sucked.
Hickey formed naturally.
"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"What are we?"
Sex friends.
Too clingy for that today. Normal FWB wouldn't go this far.
Lee Se-young. Meetings aside, she's great otherwise.
Whatever reason to fleece me—living together reveals.
Deep in thought, she hugged my chest knowingly.
"You punk, just saying. Sex friends it is."
"Huh? Yeah."
"World Tree husband's not cheating outside. Don't wanna be hated by Her."
"Don't like World Tree husband?"
Felt her stroke my hair.
Lifted head—she looked at me like an immature high schooler.
"...Not up to me. If caught cheating with World Tree husband? Instant excommunication."
Like religious offender banished from family.
Half-joking, I said.
"Then get excommunicated and live with me?"
Se-young's eyes widened.
"Worst proposal ever, punk."
Faked annoyance, flicked my forehead.
"No matter how pretty I am, some things are off-limits. But feels nice."
I gazed at Se-young, face buried in my chest.
"Don't care who you fool with. Sex friends or whatever—just hug me sometimes. That's enough. One request?"
"What?"
"Leave a hickey here."
Pointed right neck—visible unless high collar.
I sighed short, lips to her neck.
"Hng."
Short moan.
Pulled away—deep red mark.
Se-young gazed lovingly, stroked it.
"When it fades, hug me."
"Oh? Shoulda sucked harder."
"My bad, really."
Giggle giggle.
Laughed, she eyed me ripe-faced, hand to her pussy.
"Then... said what needed—"
Spread petals.
Soaked hole twitched like in heat.
"What position... this time?"
That day, I used twenty-two condoms and came twenty-four times.
And got a basket of acorns.