Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: When Verifying a Suspicious Man's Identity, Checking His Semen Is Common Sense, Right? (Middle)
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I rested my cock on her ass as she lay sprawled over the table and spoke.
"From now on, I'm gonna stab deep inside you with this. That okay with you, Officer?"
Body heat transferred through my shaft nestled between her cheeks. It was only half-erect, molding to the curve of her waist.
Without looking back at me, she quietly spread her own slit, giving her permission.
Her fingers parting her pussy must have been mortifying, because she hung her head low.
[Current Thought: Why... does something as routine as verifying identity with semen feel so lewd...? I need to finish this quick...]
"Hurry... fill Na-eun's womb with your cum..."
Compared to before, her words carried a hint of shame.
[Current Thought: If he sees my face, it'll be too embarrassing... from behind...]
Seeing her like this—hoping for doggy style just to hide her expression—only made me want to torment her more.
"Feeling shy?" I asked, kneading her ass.
The soft, mochi-like flesh wrapped around my hands as I enjoyed the sensation. My cock, resting on her back, began to harden steadily.
"...Not at all? This is just routine procedure," she replied primly, head bowed low.
Though I couldn't see her face, her ears—visible from behind—were tomato red, flushed full of blood.
Now fully rigid and arcing upward along my waist, I rubbed my shaft against her slit.
"As you saw, Officer, my dick's pretty huge... Think your body can handle it?"
"Ngh... Of course... What do you take me for...?"
Officer Lee Na-eun shot back indignantly, stifling the weird nasal whine threatening to escape with each rub.
I answered by tapping her pussy with the underside of my shaft.
"Hmm, a sloppy pussy that got wet just from sucking dick?"
"...Most of it was sweat. It got a little wet, sure, but that's just from getting slightly aroused..."
At her lie, I added a new suggestion.
[While impaled on my cock, she can only speak the truth.]
Her body was already primed to accept me.
As I slowly pushed inside, I asked offhandedly,
"Do you ever masturbate, Officer?"
Her sense of wrongness spiked 4% at my question.
'Oops, forgot about that earlier suggestion.'
With just the tip lodged inside, she trembled as she replied.
"What kind of question is that?! M-masturbation...? As if I'd do something like that...! You shouldn't say stuff like that—it's not a compliment!"
The clash of suggestions—[Sexual harassment is praise] and [Masturbation is utterly shameful]—made it land as praise but feel incredibly rude.
Like saying, "You're so pretty, you must have tons of experience with men."
Her wrongness rising was only natural.
"...But whatever, it doesn't matter."
"What doesn't matter...! Apologize... Ahh!"
I grabbed her waist and pulled, sliding smoothly into her depths.
'4% is negligible anyway, and her embarrassed look is turning me on.'
"So, you don't masturbate?"
"Every day... every day...!"
Impaled on my cock, she blurted the truth in confusion.
I gave a light thrust, helping her tense body adjust gradually.
"Hmm, what do you use when you do?"
"Why would I tell y... Hic... Desk corner... I use this desk corner right here..."
Even as she tried to lie, acknowledging my cock inside forced the truth out.
"No boyfriend? Why masturbate with a body this slutty?"
"Why do you wanna kn... Ha... I have a boyfriend..."
Slowly pistoning and scraping her walls, she shivered and confessed.
"But he's a premarital chastity type, and I'm too far away to see him alone... so I got hooked on masturbating..."
"...!" That meant she was a virgin until just moments ago.
Excited inside her, my cock swelled further.
"Hng... Why's it getting bigger...?"
I hurriedly checked her status window.
Unlike when she was sucking me off, she wasn't feeling pleasure from this act.
Without suggestions like 'Get aroused every time you're penetrated,' her body just saw it as duty.
She endured purely out of obligation, so pleasure was minimal.
What sustained her was her immense sense of duty as an officer.
She overcame the pain of losing her virginity through sheer professionalism and responsibility.
As someone who wanted everyone's happiness, this tragic sacrifice was hard to bear.
I didn't want her memory of losing her virginity stained only with pain and shame.
For her happiness, I reshaped her mind.
[Each thrust of this cock gradually erases pain and amplifies pleasure.]
[Each thrust of this cock slowly shifts her love for her boyfriend into love for me.]
As the suggestions took hold, focus returned to her momentarily dazed eyes.
Even amid the pain, she began slowly shaking her hips, trying to pleasure my cock.
"...Your pussy might be sloppy, but your sense of duty is top-tier, Officer Lee Na-eun."
Taking my sincere praise as mockery, she made no response, just accepted me as before.
"Ha... Stop with the weird compliments and just cum alrea... Ngh...?" She felt something entirely different now, and I began thrusting.
"Ngh... Wait, this... feels weird..."
If her earlier blush was from shame, now it was from arousal.
Unlike her mechanical movements before, her body—now feeling pleasure—sent signals confusing her mind.
[Current Psyche: Huh...? This... it's just work...? Why...?]
"Wait, stop, ngh...♥" Her whimper now carried a nasal whine.
Checking her emotions and thoughts filled me with satisfaction.
"Wait, seriously, this is weird... Pull out...♥ Ha...♥"
Confused by her suddenly shifting emotions, she demanded a pause.
I ignored her, thrusting pleasure into her now-relaxed body.
Adjusted to it, she began eagerly accepting my faster pace—regardless of her will.
"Ahng...♥ Stop...♥ Please stop...♥ It's really...♥ Getting weird...♥"
Pain dropped rapidly, pleasure surging in its place.
"What's getting weird?" At my question, she shamefully managed an answer.
"Ngh...♥ Every time your cock...♥ Thrusts...♥ Sorry, but...♥ I get aroused...♥"
Amid the intense pistoning, she fought to control her lolling tongue.
"This is work, but I'm getting horny for you, sir... If you keep fucking me like this...♥ I'll betray my boyfriend...♥ Hic..."
"But I'm about to cum if we go just a bit longer..."
"Th-that...!" She fidgeted anxiously, at a loss.
"We've come this far—starting over would kill the mood. I'll cum just once, then pull right out."
"Ngh...♥ Really... It's risky...♥ Fine...♥" Convincing herself it was just once to finish the check, she shook her hips.
Unlike her passive acceptance before, she now rotated her waist clockwise, actively engaging.
Pressing tight against my cock, her cervix—never stimulated before—took pounding from my massive tool. Her psyche shifted in real time.
I flipped her body around and switched to missionary, pounding her as she lay on the table.
Her face—hidden until now—was revealed.
Her pleasure-twisted expression, so different from her earlier pained endurance, gave a fresh thrill.
As I leaned for a kiss, she weakly resisted.
"No kissing...!" She tried pushing my face away.
"This would count as cheating..." She turned her head.
"Just cum already... You can use my... pussy for that...♥"
Frightened by her changing self, she covered her face with her hands.
Like she was hiding her increasingly lewd expression. Hiding eyes full of anticipation.
I slapped her hands away, lifted her chin, and claimed her lips.
She resisted our tongues mingling, but pleasure from below parted her lips, letting mine invade.
"Hmph...♥ Churp...♥ Puh...♥ No...♥"
Pulling back, her first words were a weak 'No.'
Much feebler than before, barely a protest.
I ignored her and dove back in, savoring her tongue.
Enjoying her transforming psyche.
Her romantic, chaste pecks with her boyfriend—lips only, full of trust and love—were overwritten.
This forceful, tongue-twining kiss of pure lust instinctively felt 'better' to her.