Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Why Is That Bitch Turning Me On So Much?
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Just as he was heading down to his post.
'My body... feels kinda itchy...'
A strange tickling sensation kept repeating from his lower abdomen down to his legs.
Like someone lightly scratching him.
That was the moment.
Suddenly, his heart thudded down with a heavy thunk.
"Hngh..."
No, not exactly sinking—it felt more like it was surging upward.
His veins suddenly burned like they were about to burst.
Not just his heart, but all the blood in his body rushing downward at once.
His nape to the tips of his ears burned hot.
His skin pulled tight, every brush of air turning into sharp stimulation.
Every inhale made it feel like his balls and the base of his cock were breathing first, not his chest.
"...Fuck, what the hell is this."
His voice cracked, lower and rougher than usual.
His tongue felt heavy, mouth parched dry one second, then overflowing with saliva the next.
Swallowing sent a tight squeeze through his throat that shot straight down below in the weirdest way.
His legs spread apart on their own, then clenched back together.
The muscles on his inner thighs quivered, his sack pulling taut.
He could feel it already half-hard, wriggling clearly inside his pants.
His fingertips trembled.
He gripped the table, but the cold touch only drove hotter blood surging through him.
His palm heated up, the warmth crawling up his forearm straight to the tip of his cock.
Deep in his lower belly, it pounded thump-thump.
Like a second heart—no, faster and harder.
That pulsing sank lower and lower, throbbing right at his glans like it was zeroed in.
He could feel precum already leaking out bit by bit, soaking the inside of his underwear.
"What... the fuck... is this... ngh..."
He'd briefly considered using the ring at first.
But he held back.
He knew it wasn't for something like this—the ring the warden had given him for real emergencies.
For now, he headed to his post.
He figured sitting in the chair in his room and resting a bit would make it better.
"Hah... ah... ngh..."
His clothes suddenly became the enemy.
His t-shirt felt like it was choking his neck, and the zipper on his pants squeezed so tight it hurt.
His underwear was pointless now. It was too hard, couldn't stay in place.
"Haa... fuck..."
His breath burst out on its own.
He wasn't the type to curse like this usually.
But the swears spilled from his mouth anyway.
His hand slid down automatically.
He tried to stop it, but he'd already lost control.
The moment his palm pressed over his pants.
His spine stiffened with a shiver, hips bucking forward.
"Ngh..."
A small groan leaked out.
He tried to cover his mouth, but it was too late.
Hot breath burst between his fingers as his cock twitched again.
This wasn't normal arousal.
This was an explosion.
His whole body heating up at once, swelling at once, needing to burst all at once or he'd never satisfy this disastrous urge.
He couldn't hold out anymore.
The idea of holding out felt like torture itself.
"The tall guy's here?"
He'd arrived at his post before he knew it.
Normally he'd greet them cheerfully first, but not now.
He stumbled hurriedly into his room.
Even the sound of locking the door was stimulation right now.
He leaned back against the wall and ripped open his pants like buttons were nothing.
The instant his hand gripped his cock, his mind went blinding white.
"S-something's... wrong with me, something's definitely fucked up."
"Hey, you okay?!"
Park Seo-rin's voice called from beyond the window bars.
She must've seen how off he looked.
Her face was full of worry as she stared at him.
Normally he'd be touched by her concern.
But not now.
His gaze locked completely on her ass.
Her ass cheeks ballooned out like they were about to burst, the fabric digging into her flesh and splitting them perfectly, outline clear as day.
Her deep crack showed the sharp indent of her pussy line right between.
The slightest movement made those thick cheeks jiggle, stretching her panties so tight they were nearly see-through.
The soft flesh where her ass met her thighs glistened, slick with sweat.
He just wanted to grab that ass with both hands and smack it raw. Until it swelled red, handprints stark and clear.
"Fuck... that bitch is fucking insane."
The curse burst from his throat on its own.
"No... it's Seo-rin... why am I thinking like this?"
Emotions clashed inside him.
He felt like he wasn't himself anymore.
Right then.
His balls pulled tight, the front of his pants bulging rock-hard in an instant.
His cock fully erect, glans swelling full—he could feel it.
Precum streamed out, soaking his underwear inside, the sticky fluid seeping through to stain his pants visibly.
She brushed her hair back with her hand, exposing her nape.
White skin with faint veins showing, a bead of sweat trailing down her neck.
He wanted to lick it up with his tongue. From her neck to her cleavage, slow, drenching it in spit.
His eyes dropped lower, to her massive tits half-exposed.
Her breasts looked huge and heavy.
Every breath made them bounce up and down with heavy thuds, nipples scraping fabric until they poked out sharp.
"It's definite. Something's wrong with my body."
Sensing the major problem in his body, he hurriedly tried to use the ring.
But.
Seo-rin's figure kept flooding his vision.
What face would she make if he pressed his thumb on those nipples and twisted?
If he sucked them hard, flicking with his tongue—would she moan "Ahng..." and writhe her hips?
Just imagining it made his cock twitch again, more precum spurting from his glans.
Her waist cinched narrow, so from the front her lower belly had a slight, inviting curve.
If he trailed his hand down that belly, slipped fingers into her panties...
How soaked was her pussy right now? Wet enough for two fingers to slide right in.
Imagining pulling them out with strings of clear juice stretching—he wanted to smear it on his cock and rub.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? You sure you're okay?"
Seo-rin shouted, coming right up to the bars.
Every step she took rubbed her inner thighs together, the friction almost audible.
If he shoved his cock between those thighs and thrust back and forth, her pussy would suck at his glans.
Her swollen clit bumping his tip each time, making her tremble and moan—he pictured it.
His balls tightened more, semen rising up.
She looked up and glanced at him.
The moment their eyes met, his cock surged like it would rip through his zipper.
His breath choked off, mouth gaping as he panted.
Heart pounding wildly, cold sweat streaming down his back.
'Hey, you fucking slut. Your pussy clenching just thinking about my cock, huh?'
'Soaked your panties with stains?'
'Nipples hard as rocks poking through your bra-less top, fuck.'
'Shaking that ass to tease me on purpose?'
'I wanna rip your clothes off right here, ram my cock balls-deep in your cunt.'
'Smack that ass flesh slapping with every thrust, hear you wail "Ahng! Too big!"'
'Blow my load in your mouth, watch your throat work swallowing it all.'
Vulgar curses poured endlessly in his head.
His hand slipped into his pocket automatically, gripping his shaft hard over the zipper.
Every squeeze made his glans throb, pleasure shooting up his spine.
Hips bucked forward on their own, a groan-like "Ngh..." leaking out.
"Ah... fucking driving me insane... that bitch is gonna make my dick explode..."
His voice trembled, almost a moan.
The front of his pants fully soaked, heavy and wet.
He couldn't hold back anymore.
He was already vividly imagining her pussy scent, her slick skin, his cum bursting inside her.
Completely lost to it.
He really... couldn't hold it now.
Even the thought of using the ring was gone.
He wasn't even aware anymore that these thoughts were abnormal.
Just that this was his real self.
"Fuck it, she's a prisoner, I'm the guard—what's the harm in taking a shot?"
The thought hardened into conviction, and he flung open the door and stepped out.
Ian and Seo-rin stared at him.
Then Ian spoke.
"Hey, tall guy. You look fucked up. Your face is beet red. What happened?"
Her words barely registered.
Seo-rin followed up.
"Hey, come closer. I need to check your condition. Hurry!"
She beckoned urgently.
Even that gesture looked arousing now.
'Both look tasty... but save the main course for later, right?'
He passed Seo-rin's bars first and stood in front of Ian's.