Suck (2)
"Fuck! This is pissing me off!"
The curse tore out of Jung Hoyoung's mouth.
"I apologize. Next time I will not wait for further instruction. I will take your cock deeper into my throat, and I will move my head faster."
Yu Seoyeon's apology only twisted Hoyoung's face into something uglier. The outburst a moment ago had been nothing more than a failure to contain a sudden surge of irritation and the lust that had come roaring up with it. But Yu Seoyeon seemed to think he was angry because she hadn't swallowed him deep enough — because she'd slowed her head somewhere in the middle.
He wanted to tell her that wasn't it. What's the point of saying that after I've already jammed my cock down her throat? And he'd groped her breasts, too. Not a gentle caress — he'd squeezed them hard, wringing them in his fists.
So that's why he was such a pathetic villain.
Reading the novel, he'd always wondered why a guy who was heir to a massive conglomerate kept flying off the handle at the drop of a hat. Why he couldn't keep his dick in his pants the second he laid eyes on a heroine, panting after them like a dog in heat.
But.
Fuck. This isn't something you can just control.
Was it the body? The mind? Or was this simply a villain's racial trait? Once the anger hit, he couldn't sit still. And the moment the urge to dominate and the lust boiled over, his reason simply vanished.
It's a problem right now, too.
He'd already come once this morning and once just now. But looking at Yu Seoyeon's flushed face, her bloodshot eyes, the tear tracks running down her cheeks, those full breasts — the lust was climbing again.
Just don't look. If looking at her made the lust rise until he couldn't control it, then not looking was the better option. I really am a dog in heat.
And even granting that this was a twenty-year-old kid's body, why the hell was the stamina this good when his Constitution stat was so low? Probably because he stuffed himself with every tonic under the sun.
That was the most likely explanation. For the sake of his health, he'd been force-fed every kind of elixir since childhood. If you converted everything that had gone into his stomach into money… Hundreds of millions of dollars at the very least, right? It might even be in the billions. Chairman Jung Junggoo was an extreme son-fool who obsessed over Hoyoung's health.
This is bad.
With a body like this, he was guaranteed to go into heat the instant he saw any of the heroines. And then I'll do exactly the kind of dog-in-heat shit I used to read about. Which would, of course, put him at odds with the protagonist.
I can't let that happen.
The protagonist right now was weak. Short, ugly, an F-class hunter — and his dick was probably small too. But the heroines were strong. The protagonist was a growth type; the heroines were closer to finished products. Finished products that are only going to grow even more terrifying from here.
And their backgrounds were stacked. The daughter of a mega-guild master ranked in the world's top ten. The daughter of a corporate owner ranked in the world's top ten. An active hunter already playing in the world rankings. It's not like every heroine has a flashy background. But every last one of them was, as a matter of course, an unmatched genius in her assigned role, overflowing with talent, destined to grow into a hunter of the highest caliber — the kind that would devour the entire world. Destined to, more precisely.
Given time, she'd become the world's greatest healer, or the world's greatest mage, or the world's greatest swordsman, or the world's greatest tanker, and so on and so forth. Every superlative in the book got slapped on them.
To put it bluntly: It's not just the protagonist I have to watch out for. It's the heroines too. If he ran around like a dog in heat and made enemies of them, he'd be the only one who suffered. The problem is the odds of that happening are way too high.
Hoyoung turned his gaze toward Yu Seoyeon as a test.
Damn it.
The instant he saw her beautiful face and that voluptuous body, a vile desire bloomed — the urge to twist that face in agony, to make her wail in despair — and his cock swelled as the lust surged. This wasn't something willpower could hold back. It was a mental and physical defect belonging to Jung Hoyoung, the villain of Hunter Kim Woobin's Harem Chronicles.
He turned his head away again. The desire and lust that had been slowly coming to a boil subsided. And then a thought struck him.
It did slow down, though. Before, the moment the desire and lust boiled over, he hadn't even had the will to turn his head and try to calm them. But now? I can control it, at least a little. Whether just looking somewhere else counted as control was debatable, but it was clearly better than before.
"How much longer until we arrive?"
"We'll be there in five minutes."
Not much time left. That was only natural — he'd found a house close to Korea University's Hunter Department. The fact that it had taken this long at all was because Hoyoung had chosen a private mansion rather than an apartment or officetel.
"What's today's schedule?"
"The entrance ceremony, Dungeon Ecology Theory, and Monster Ecology Theory."
"I can skip the entrance ceremony, right?"
"As the second-ranked student, you have the freshman representative speech—"
"The valedictorian does that speech alone anyway. They only changed the schedule to force the runner-up into it. Cancel it."
Yu Seoyeon looked puzzled at the order, then—
"Understood."
She picked up her smartphone and placed a call.
She's probably wondering why I'm suddenly like this.
Jung Hoyoung had felt an enormous inferiority complex over the fact that he wasn't first in the class. So he'd used money and connections to make the valedictorian and the runner-up deliver the freshman representative speech together. And then he hits on Seo Surin, the heroine who took first place, and makes an enemy of her.
They'd been waiting together, preparing for the speech. He gropes her thigh. And gets slapped across the face. After that… Hoyoung does every stupid thing in the book trying to fuck Seo Surin.
But in the end, Seo Surin falls in love with the protagonist Kim Woobin — the one who stayed by her side through all of Hoyoung's petty attacks, who fought beside her with his life on the line.
Fuck. Thinking about it, I was basically Cupid for their love story.
Of course, the current Jung Hoyoung had no intention of doing any of that. But. With this body in heat the way it is? He might casually grope Seo Surin's thigh the first time they met, like it was nothing. Maybe even… I might grope her chest. He might threaten her with words and force her into sex. It didn't happen in the novel. But it might have, for real.
Skipping the entrance ceremony was the smart play. The problem is I still have to keep attending the Hunter Department. Since it was the school the protagonist Kim Woobin attended, every major event happened there. Including Opportunities. And things he absolutely had to stop. If the world ends, I die too.
He would steal every last Opportunity without leaving a single one behind. The genre was a 15-rated harem story, so world-ending crises did crop up here and there. But they're not events only the protagonist can stop. He was a growth-type protagonist, so the crises came in stages.
Should I just kill him?
The thought crossed his mind. Kim Woobin, the current protagonist of Hunter Kim Woobin's Harem Chronicles, was incredibly weak. If I give the order to Yu Seoyeon, an A-class hunter, she could make him disappear without a trace. But then. Things could get messy for no reason. There were quite a few incidents that only the protagonist, with his unique skill, could handle.
Fuck, why couldn't this be a completed novel?
On top of that, since it was unfinished, there was no telling what kind of dumpster-fire plot would unfold once the story reached the point where the novel had been discontinued. A world-ending event that only the protagonist's skill can resolve might show up. For his own safety, he couldn't kill Kim Woobin.
Keep him alive and watch him like a hawk. He wasn't sure it was possible, but forming a friendly relationship seemed like the better option if he could manage it. I have to stick with him if I want the Opportunities to rain down. Even knowing the future, all he'd done was read a novel. He didn't know the exact date and time of every Opportunity, or where each one would occur. It's not a diary. It doesn't say what happened on what month and what day.
He knew some things roughly and didn't know others, which meant Kim Woobin… Keep him alive and squeeze him for everything he's worth.
He made the decision. And. I have to suppress the desire and the lust as much as possible. To do that? Milking it in advance is the best option.
Fortunately, Hoyoung had a beautiful sex slave who could take care of his lust. Fuck, seriously. He felt a faint twinge of guilt toward Yu Seoyeon, but in the current situation… This is the best I've got.
At least Yu Seoyeon had received something from Hoyoung. Their relationship was a contract with a clear exchange, and handling his sexual needs was part of that contract.
"Suck."
The word had barely left Hoyoung's mouth when—
"Understood."
Yu Seoyeon undid his belt again with a soft click, dragged the zipper down, and pulled his cock free from his underwear. Then she drove it down her own throat.
"Hauum! Chuuup! Uuum! Cough! Khhhkk! Ghk! Ugh! Ngh! Ngh!"