Chapter 46
Chapter 46
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: What I Desire
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What I want?
Choi Ye-won stared blankly at Kim Jinwoo as he whispered those words to her.
I want to do it.
I want to go all the way with him.
I want to cross that line.
I want to make Kim Jinwoo completely mine.
At first, she'd denied it.
She'd thought of him as nothing more than a friend.
A friend she'd spent so much time with.
Someone who put her mind at ease just by being there.
They could bicker and trade insults under the guise of friendship, and even cross into occasional skinship without issue.
'It's fine because we're friends.'
'It's just a mistake,' she'd laugh it off.
The gray area their friendship created was the only sanctuary where she could truly relax.
That's why she'd always emphasized that they were just friends while spending time together.
Every time she visited him, she'd dress up with flowers in her hair, and she'd make excuses to linger, wanting to stay even a little longer.
Even after he took his leave of absence and stopped coming to school, she'd reach out first and go find him.
Last year, when he was too busy for them to meet, had been so utterly depressing.
She'd told herself it was because she'd lost a friend.
Yeah.
She'd been running away.
She liked Kim Jinwoo this much.
But the thought that he might not feel the same...
When she'd run into Han Chae-ah.
When she'd heard the rumors about Jeong So-yul.
That anxiety had driven her mad.
Even doing that Love Gene song she hadn't planned to.
Even coming to the lecture hall like this and doing something so lewd.
It was all to soothe that anxiety.
Jealousy.
Possessiveness.
Fear.
But seeing Kim Jinwoo's reaction, Choi Ye-won felt a glimmer of relief—maybe she wasn't the only one thinking this way.
Jinwoo wants me too.
He's looking at me not as a friend, but as a woman.
Tucked amid that relief was a tiny lingering anxiety.
'What if he only wants my body?'
She'd heard that male-female relationships sometimes meant just sex partners—outlets for mutual lust.
Convenient flings whenever the urge struck.
Partners who satisfied each other's needs.
She couldn't imagine Kim Jinwoo doing that.
It was just her own insecurity.
An unease born because she hadn't fully sorted out her own feelings yet.
She always acted tough and nonchalant in front of others.
But she knew.
How fragile and cowardly she really was.
Even coming to grad school on Professor Choi's offer had been her fleeing a job market she felt too intimidated to face.
She was riddled with fears.
A woman terrified of change.
And yet, she thought.
What if.
Just suppose.
What if Kim Jinwoo really only wanted her body?
'At least it'd be better if I could take the lead.'
Ye-won had always been the one guiding him.
Kim Jinwoo the anchovy who'd entered cram school with 7s across the board.
She'd turned him into a real person during their repeater year.
From anchovy to muscle monster.
From 7s in every subject to Yeonsung University student.
She'd been a step ahead, like a senior to him.
But.
In this kind of relationship, sex—she had zero experience.
Unknown territory.
All she knew were a few scenes from videos.
Leading sex as a virgin who hadn't even had her first time? Terrifyingly difficult.
She was scared.
All talk, but when it came to the real thing, she'd probably freeze up.
'What if he gets disappointed?'
That inner fear put the brakes on her.
But her biggest worry was something else.
Her eyes drifted to the mirror.
She saw her disheveled self staring back.
Two days buried in her thesis, barely sleeping—grimy and unkempt.
Dark circles under her eyes, and plain, unflattering underwear she'd thrown on for comfort.
And her pants, where his hand had been.
Track pants, looking utterly sloppy.
She wanted her first time dolled up, beautiful.
Not like this.
A perfectly girly sentiment that slammed the final brake.
End of the relationship.
Fear of the unknown.
Lack of confidence in her current state.
All these reasons made her hesitate to take that last step.
I want our first time in a more perfect moment.
Even if he experiences other women, I want him to never forget my body.
I want him thinking, 'Ye-won's body was amazing,' obsessed with me forever.
For that...
Not now for our first time.
But she didn't want to stop here either.
She wanted to feel even better.
To savor this pounding heartbeat a little longer.
To meet his craving gaze and desire more.
That male gaze screaming he was going mad with need, feeding her superiority.
This incredible stud releasing pheromones, seducing her—she wanted to enjoy it more.
She'd seen in those naughty videos: ways to feel good without penetration.
Sumata, was it?
That could work.
'My thighs are my best feature.'
Thighs she was most confident in.
Not sex, but closest thing.
She looked a bit grubby, but since it wasn't sex, it was fine.
There'd be another chance.
With her thoughts settled, she looked at Kim Jinwoo.
Jinwoo, willing to do anything.
Her best friend.
No longer just friends—something more.
Fierce-looking, but that made him attractive.
Massive muscles, broad chest she wanted to cling to—beautiful man.
Just looking made her want to hold him.
But for a better time, she'd hold back.
"I-I'll satisfy you."
An unexpected answer, perhaps.
Kim Jinwoo's eyes widened slightly.
"You'll do it?"
"Yeah... D-do you know what sumata is?"
Today, I'll take the lead.
So.
Leave it to me.
Last time you satisfied me.
I'll make you cum as refreshingly as before.
"I know."
At his words, she hid her embarrassment and continued.
"M-my thighs are my strong suit. I couldn't dress up today, so... with that..."
"You're pretty even like this."
"N-no. Don't say that. I-I want to do it when I'm at my prettiest."
"......"
Kim Jinwoo stared at her intently.
His piercing gaze made her heart drop.
Deep enough to momentarily erase her resolve for just sumata.
Ugh.
Looking at me like that is cheating.
"Got it."
Kim Jinwoo nodded.
"But you sure? You won't be satisfied."
"I-it's fine."
As long as I can satisfy you.
As long as I can make you never forget me.
I can endure that much.
She took off her pants.
The two stood naked in the lecture hall, facing each other.
Their aroused sexes glistened hotly.
Kim Jinwoo's cock throbbed fiercely.
Her flushed pussy drooled juices.
"I-I'll do it, so..."
To take the lead, she approached him.
A bit tall.
His height made it hard to fully envelop his cock with her thighs.
The tiered lecture hall helped; she stepped up one stair and met his eyes.
Now their gazes aligned.
She looked at his cock leaking precum.
Thick, huge.
Glans shiny with fluid, twitching up and down.
Raging to plunge into her pussy.
But not today.
Her body craved it too, but not tonight.
With extreme restraint, she hugged his shoulders and slipped his cock between her thighs.
Hot.
His cock is so hot.
His breath too.
Haa, haa.
And her own breath grew hot.
Moist heat enveloped them.
Just between her thighs.
Why did it feel this good?
If it were real sex...
Could it feel even better?
It will.
Definitely.
Ye-won rocked her hips, his cock gripped by her toned thighs.
"Ngh!"
Kim Jinwoo's groan.
More intense than at the gym, shaking through clothes.
Her heart raced.
His excitement for her body swelled her pride.
Skinny girls like Jeong So-yul can't do this.
Wouldn't feel good anyway.
So.
Feel my body as much as you want.
I'll make you addicted.
"Hng!"
Each hip sway drew aroused moans from her too.
One thing she didn't know.
Sumata typically slots between thighs, naturally rubbing the man's cock against clit and labia.
Far from a position where the woman feels nothing.
It could pleasure her as much as sex.
Especially with a huge cock—increased contact, stronger pressure.
"Haa, haa. F-feels good..."
Ye-won's clit was nearly crushed by his cock.
Labia spread to his shape, clit pressed.
A pleasure beyond solo play overwhelmed her.
"Hng!"
Her waist and hips froze.
Too good.
She hadn't expected this; couldn't even react properly.
Breath catching.
A light climax hit her.
What now?
Came too easily.
What if he despises me as sensitive and perverted?
Trembling, she looked at him anxiously.
But.
"...Haa, haa."
Kim Jinwoo too struggled against waves of pleasure, no composure left.
Ah.
Not just me.
Jinwoo's feeling it too.
Too good to speak.
She felt even better.
Superiority surged.
Maybe that's why.
"Y-your struggling face is cute."
Praise she rarely gave.
'Cute.'
Something she'd never said.
At least not to this rugged-faced friend.
How could a bandit-lookalike be cute?
Unless in a moment like this.
She smiled teasingly.
Felt like she'd won something.
This always-calm guy.
Always cracking jokes.
Now losing his cool.
A little mischief stirred.
"If you wanna cum, go ahead. It'll feel good if you spurt it out, right?"
Did that push him?
His tightly pressed lips parted as his hands—
Smack!
"Hng!"
Grabbed her ass roughly.
"Then can I move my hips too?"
"...Huh?"
"Unfair if only I feel good."
His ragged expression resembled a beast devouring prey.
Gulp.
Choi Ye-won swallowed unconsciously.
Maybe.
She'd provoked his competitive side, the one she shouldn't have.
A bit scary.
"......"
But exciting too.
Seeing him turn into an unstoppable runaway train because of her body.
And what it'd do to her.
She was curious.
"D-do it."
Her voice trembled.
Squeeze.
His grip on her ass tightened viciously.