10. This Boyfriend is Disappointed in His Girlfriend
10. This Boyfriend is Disappointed in His Girlfriend
Everyone knows how the kings (captains) of Another World show their disappointment.
They just get disappointed if it doesn't meet their own standards.
It's like they all take some separate executive training course or something—similar fairy tales about kings' disappointments exist across the various countries of Another World.
So, it's only natural that someone like me would pick up Boninjjang's disappointment skill.
"S-Sorry! S-Sunbaenim. I-It hurts too much......"
Ina's big eyes were brimming with tears that looked ready to spill over any second.
Her face was completely filled with guilt.
Thanks to the Hashtag, even her emotions had been altered, so she was probably drowning in an overwhelming wave of remorse right now.
"It's okay, couldn't be helped."
Just like on our first date, we'd booked a motel room and come inside. We showered together like before and took some pictures.
Then we moved on to sex, and that wasn't any different from the first time either.
If anything, I'd put in extra effort, lavishing her entire body with my mouth and tongue until she said it was okay to put it in.
I'd inserted with high expectations that she'd feel it too—and failed.
That's the situation we're in now.
I was disappointed. The excited expression I'd been wearing vanished like snowflakes in a spring breeze, replaced by a deliberately obvious look of disappointment.
"W-With my h-hands, I'll do it! Sunbaenim!"
We'd already done it with hands once before. Nah, on the first day alone we'd done it multiple times, so it had become easy and comfortable by now.
She'd become a girlfriend fully prepared to relieve my sexual urges with her hands and mouth anytime, anywhere I wanted.
"Huh? Nah, it's fine."
I gently smiled and patted Ina, who was apologizing profusely.
I'd already kept yesterday's guilt lingering, and instead of getting mad or annoyed today, I'd smiled through the date.
And yet, again.
She'd ruined the date we'd made this Contract for, all because of herself.
Fresh out of the shower, sweat was already starting to pour from Ina's entire body.
2-Star. If you don't proceed with the Contract, you break out in cold sweats.
Of course it was natural to sweat when we couldn't properly go through with the date.
"B-But still......"
"Sex isn't everything, but lovers do it all, and since we can't... yeah, a little disappointing."
Ina made even more of a guilty criminal face.
It gave me that feeling like I was committing a sin against a little kid—kinda, but hey, if you're gonna feel that way, don't use the Hashtag.
Isn't the whole point of using it to watch these dramatic emotional role-playing changes?
"Tired? Wanna sleep?"
I stroked the head of the apologetic Ina and lay down on the bedding.
My dick was already rock-hard down there, but this was necessary acting.
With the lights off and eyes closed, I heard basrak rustling from under the covers as Ina snuggled up to me.
"Sunbaenim...."
"Yeah?"
Key point here! Gotta keep the voice gentle and warm.
"I'm sooo sorry...."
"Ah~, it's fine. It's your first time, so it might hurt~. I'm really not mad. It's just a Contract anyway."
At those last words, Ina's body trembled against me.
"Are you... regretting the Contract...?"
Her voice was hushed, but since she was so close and quiet, I heard it crystal clear.
Basrak!
I rolled over to face her so she could see. I brushed back Ina's hair and opened my mouth.
"How does it look to you, Ina? Do I seem regretful?"
"......"
It took a fair bit of time for her to answer.
"A... little?"
"Correct."
"Ah, ah...."
No matter what she said, it would've been the right answer.
This is why the game is so damn addictive.
You set up a stable route with Hashtags, then play around tweaking the details yourself—nothing's more fun than that.
"Honestly, I was super excited."
"......"
"Even though it's a Contract, like you said before, you'd do everything a girlfriend can do."
"Th-That's... y-yeah.... right...."
I brushed back Ina's hair once more, then continued.
"It might be something I don't know about, Ina."
"Yes?"
"Because it's Contract Dating, you don't wanna do sex?"
"Ah, ah~ no! Absolutely not! No way!"
Ina looked at me, desperately making her case.
"Or did you not know lovers have sex?"
"......Th-That, I h-hadn't really thought about it. B-But I knew we had to do it!"
Man or woman, people are people.
Unless they're super young kids, any adult knows. Even I snuck peeks at porn with my buddies starting from what age?
Cold sweat was streaming down Ina's body as she pressed against me.
She probably couldn't just call off the Contract because of this.
Hashtags are fixed alterations. Even if we broke up, it wouldn't erase the Hashtag, so it'd stick around forever, tormenting Ina with cold sweats for life.
That's why I admire SAIMIN HITOZUMA-nim so much.
Biologically hating it to the extreme might make her run away or demand to cancel the Contract, but the Hashtag doesn't change.
"S-Sunbaenim...! Shall we try one more time? I'll really hold out this time."
"Hey, it's not about holding out—it's about enjoying it together."
And here, I sprinkle in a dash of ongoing gaslighting.
"Of course, when the boyfriend wants it, the girlfriend has to do it anytime."
"Ugh......"
Total bullshit, obviously. Even in Joseon era, you'd get in a fight or run away for that.
But Ina, altered by me, had no ability to discern it. Especially in her current state, overflowing with guilt from yesterday onward.
In this condition, she'd absorb even this nonsense without resistance.
"I'm sorry..., even though it's a Contract and you're my boyfriend and you want it, but it hurts too much......"
Her voice was choked with sobs—it was genuine.
This was enough foreplay.
I placed my hand on Ina's waist. Then slowly slid it down to grab her peach-like, small but firm ass.
"Hn."
"So, can we try one more time?"
"Y-Yes...."
"Can I film it?"
At my question, Ina nodded like it was the most obvious thing.
"Of course! You can film anytime!"
She'd reached the stage where guilt made her accept everything.
I spread her cheeks and slid my hand deep, pressing against her pussy.
I slipped a finger between her tightly shut labia—just one knuckle fit, but it came away sticky with something different from the saliva I'd applied during foreplay.
Dalak-
The motel room's mood light flicked on, and pulling back the covers revealed flawless, pale skin curves without a single blemish.
Atop her impressively large, perky tits for such a slender body stood pink nipples.
As I grazed her soft, downy skin and flicked her nipple, Ina's eyes looked up at me.
"Th-This time, I'll endure all the way."
"Not endure, remember."
"Heh, hehe. I'll enjoy it too!"
That tense but smiling face was genuine, not acting—I could tell.
Truth be told, yesterday too, just looking at Ina's face made my dick rock-hard.
My hand teasing her nipple trailed down her concave navel and paused before her small pink pussy.
Swipe.
Her pubic hair was so soft. Nothing like a man's coarse stuff.
As my fingertip caressed and dipped to touch her pussy, Ina grabbed her thighs with both hands and spread them wide open.
Putting what I taught her earlier to immediate use.
Her tits squished together in the middle, forming a deep cleavage. Her boobs were way bigger than I'd thought.
She usually wore baggy clothes, her favorites, and it was winter with thick layers, so I'd missed it.
At the same time, her hips lifted up.
Her legs spread wide like she was offering her body to me herself.
"Hngut...."
I'd placed my now-swollen dick on her pubic mound and slowly rubbed it back and forth.
Am I filming? Obviously. It was right beside us, record button pressed.
Jjilgeok-
Her pussy juices slowly coated my glans.
The saliva I'd applied earlier was gone, but no big deal.
The night was long, and I had plenty of leisure.
Slowly, ever so slowly. I planned to carefully pluck this fully ripened Ina.
Jjilkkok-!
"Haut...."
My glans slowly entered the pussy between her self-spread legs.
Easy up to here. We'd gotten this far on the first day too. And just earlier.
Jjigeok-jjigeok-
Not even the full glans in yet—I was half-inserting and pulling out repeatedly.
"Huut..., haut...."
Her tense face let out little breaths each time my glans stretched and prodded her most precious, secret spot.
And still, curious about the act itself like last time and earlier, she craned her neck to look down.
Who wouldn't be curious about the thick male tool greedily trying to fill you up?
I'd made sure to watch my pride-and-joy cock entering a pussy plenty of times myself.
Jjigeok-jjigeok-
The leaking juices were increasing bit by bit.
Still nowhere near enough for root-deep, but plenty for just swallowing the glans.
"Haut...!"
Her pussy hole, shut straight in a perfect line, spread open as my glans entered.
That alone was more magnificent than any artwork.
But a true artist always craves an even better masterpiece.
Me too.
I wanted to bury it to the hilt. Fucking balls-deep.
"Haa..., haut..., ahut...!"
As the glans pushed deeper, I hit a tight section.
The pussy's clamping pressure was spine-tinglingly intense, but I wanted more.
Jjilkkok-jjilkkok-
I rocked my hips, gradually burrowing deeper.
The insertion depth was pathetically shallow compared to the hip movement, but who cares.
Just the glans tip scraping her pussy walls felt amazing.
"Hahng..., ahut..., ang.... ahng...."
Her tense face remained, but her breaths grew rougher with each thrust.
Right now, the motel room was filled only with jjilkkok wet sounds and Ina's faint gasps as my glans entered.
"Does it hurt?"
I broke the silence to ask, and Ina looked up at me, shaking her head.
Jjilkkok-
"Haang...."
Then, deeper.
Jjilkkok-jjilkkok-
The unexplored, unworn dense vaginal folds gripped my glans tight along with her narrow pussy.
No different from isolated island natives rejecting a foreign intruder.
"Huuut..., hahng..., hauut...."
Just a bit past the glans.
The vaginal squeeze was insane. Super tight, like something was firmly blocking further entry.
Jjilkkok-!
"Huaaaang!"
Just once. I put force into thrusting my dick in.
Not even close to the root—barely half the shaft.
Even so, Ina let out a massive wail like she was about to cry, curling up her body.
"Hahuuung...!"
Tears were already streaming down her cheeks.
"Does it hurt?"
"Ugh..., y-yes...! Y-Yes.... I-It hurts...."
Fuck, disappointing, but looks like we tapped out this time?
Plenty of time left, so no biggie. But to hit 5-Star, the prerequisite is easy, comfortable sex.
"I'll pull out."
This time, no acting—real disappointment on my face as I started to withdraw my dick.
Seeing that, Ina frantically released her thighs and grabbed my wrist.
Doridori-!
Her little face pouted tight, shaking her head side to side—it was pretty cute.
Still regretting, my dick was half-buried.
"All the way in. It's okay."
"It hurts."
"Heh..., yeah, it does. Sunbaenim...."
Ina wiped her tears and made what she thought was a determined face, lips moving.
"Sunbaenim. You want to go all the way, right?"
"Yeah, but I don't wanna do it if it hurts you that much."
To an outsider, I might seem frustrating. But forcing it in when she's not loosened up hurts me too, like my glans is gonna tear.
Better to build the image than force it and end up in the hospital.
"I'm really fine. If we keep putting it off saying it hurts, we'll never do it, ever."
Ina, surprisingly saying something commendable.
"Like when I first learned guitar, my fingers hurt like hell, but now it's so fun and great."
"Sex'll be the same?"
"Yeah, I believe so, Sunbaenim."
No clue why the metaphor went there, but I rocked my hips while gazing into Ina's eyes.
Halfway in, so let's enjoy it at this depth for now.
Jjilkkok-!
"Haut..., ahng..., hauut.... Ah... ang...! Ahut...."
Her pussy grip was seriously intense.
You could feel every single wrinkle of her vaginal walls on my dick—that says it all.