Castaway: Baek Jaeseong-11
Jooeun finished her meal of half a triangle kimbap and left the cave under the pretext of looking around. This island had no lights of any kind, so night came on fast. She wanted to wash herself before the sun went down completely.
I really do stink.
She hadn't bathed in days; her body was caked in dust. The smell of sweat and dirt hung around her in a nauseating cloud. In this state, she couldn't even complain if someone told her she reeked.
Jooeun clutched the shampoo and body wash Jaeseong had given her and headed for the stream. It wasn't far from the cave where she was staying. After a short walk, clean running water came into view.
The water was clean enough to drink — more than adequate for bathing. For the first time in ages, she washed her hair. A sweet shampoo scent spread softly over her body. She could feel the filth lifting from her skin, and her mood lifted on its own.
She scrubbed every inch of herself. The lack of a towel was a shame, but she still worked body wash into her hands and rubbed it over her whole body. The unpleasant odor that had clung to her was replaced by a fragrance sweet enough to draw butterflies.
When she finished bathing and returned to the cave, Wooseok was already lying down asleep. Staying awake would only burn energy, so he'd gone to bed early.
Jooeun figured she should sleep early too. The day had already gone dark, making outdoor activity difficult. And even when morning came, there wasn't much to do.
She lay down beside Wooseok.
"Ugh! The smell…"
A foul odor was coming off Wooseok's body. When she'd been dirty herself, she hadn't noticed it much — but now that she was clean, the stench radiating from him was unmistakable. Thoroughly unpleasant.
Did I really smell this bad too?
The thought sent a chill down her spine. She quietly averted her gaze from him.
Jooeun lay down a few steps away. As she closed her eyes, she counted in her heart how long it might be before they could go home. This moment felt like a dream. Praying that she'd open her eyes to the ceiling of her own house, she slowly drifted off.
Dreams are the sweetest form of escape. She hoped a good one was waiting for her tonight.
Wooseok woke early. Yesterday's meal had been so meager that the moment he sat up, a crushing hunger hit him. There was no breakfast waiting. It was, without exaggeration, the worst morning of his life.
Today, he had to succeed at hunting no matter what. Otherwise this worst of mornings would become a worst of days. Wooseok clenched his fists and steeled himself.
"Nngh…"
Jooeun was still asleep, dozing a little ways off from him. Her unguarded sleeping face was terribly cute.
"Hm?"
A sweet scent was coming off her. Before he knew it, Wooseok had drawn closer.
Jooeun had a pretty face. Her figure was decent too. She didn't have the blatantly sexual body of an Instagram celebrity, but she had a nicely proportioned build. That was exactly why Wooseok had kept her around — her looks and her body. Her face belonged among beauties, and her figure had curves in all the right places.
Unbidden, the sex scene he'd witnessed yesterday between Jaeseong and the others rose in his mind. Compared to that, everything he'd ever done in bed was child's play.
"Gulp."
Wooseok slowly reached out. Jooeun's skin was rougher than usual. Lack of care had left it coarse. Still, it was softer than his own hardened hide, and there was a pleasure in touching it.
He kneaded her thigh. The oversized shirt and shorts he'd given her looked surprisingly sexy on her. The more he touched her, the harder he got. Wooseok was thoroughly starved — of food, and of sex.
"Nngh…?"
Jooeun's eyes fluttered open. She sat up and stretched, a languid breath spilling from her lips.
"Haaah…! Is it morning already?"
"The sun isn't up yet, but yeah, it's morning. Around six, I think."
As he spoke, Wooseok kept stroking her thigh.
Jooeun frowned without meaning to. A foul smell was coming off him.
The first thing she'd smelled upon waking was a stench like a garbage dump, and it soured her mood instantly. Mornings were a sensitive time.
Wooseok, oblivious, kept pawing at her. His attention was so locked on her thigh that he never saw the unpleasant twist at the corner of her mouth. Even if he had, he would have pressed on regardless.
The shocking sex scene from yesterday wouldn't leave his head. He was rock-hard — it was morning, and fondling Jooeun's thigh had him worked up. He wanted to get off, right now.
"Wanna do it?"
Normally, when Wooseok said something like that, Jooeun went along without a word of protest. Today was different. A troubled look crossed her face.
Wooseok's smell was overpowering, and she was currently wearing an anal plug. She would rather die than let him see that.
"H-here? That's a little…"
"I'm this hard right now. Just once. I'll pull out after one round."
Wooseok showed her his erection.
Jooeun stared at it in shock. Wooseok's cock wasn't even half the size of Jaeseong's.
She'd seen it plenty of times before, but today it looked especially small. Had it always been that tiny? Wait — was that even fully hard? A sudden confusion washed over her.
Wooseok grabbed both her arms. He had no real technique to speak of, and missionary was his favorite. A smile thick with raw lust spread across his face as he closed in.
"Just ten minutes…. No, five. You just lie there. I'll do the moving."
Swallowed by lust, Wooseok seized her with a lecherous look and shoved her onto her back. Something about that face felt strangely alien to her.
In truth, this was more or less how Wooseok always looked during sex. The difference, if there was one, was that his face seemed a little uglier. Whether it was the days without bathing or the way he was baring his desire without a shred of restraint, he looked like a criminal.
"D-don't. Wooseok. This isn't the time for that!"
Jooeun shoved him away hard. Her voice was sharp, loaded with real feeling.
Wooseok, still not fully recovered, was pushed right off her. Anger flared in him instantly. Her reaction was nothing like usual. Until now, if he told her to spread her legs, she spread them. In their relationship, he was the one who held the upper hand.
On top of that, the fact that he — a Hunter — had been shoved back by an ordinary person scraped his pride raw. And not just any ordinary person: a woman. His girlfriend. Wooseok bit his lip and shouted.
"What's with you today? Once. Just once, that's all I'm asking!"
"You're the one acting weird! Who talks about having sex in a situation like this!?"
Jooeun sprang to her feet and yelled. The foul smell coming off him only made her angrier. And she didn't like his attitude either — charging in for sex without so much as asking what she wanted.
She had sacrificed so much for him, and all he ever thought about was himself. Come to think of it, yesterday he'd thrown away precious food in a fit of wounded pride. Even in a situation like this, he was acting like a child. Right now, Wooseok wasn't some impressive Dungeon Hunter. He was an incompetent breadwinner who couldn't even bring home a paycheck.
"Hmph! I'm going for a walk!"
With that, Jooeun walked out of the cave. Wooseok watched her back recede, then punched the wall. His knuckles split, and blood welled up.
"Fuck! Is she looking down on me!? What the hell!? She used to act like she'd give me her liver and her guts…. Even yesterday!"
In the middle of his rage, his eyes fell on the triangle kimbap he'd thrown away the day before. It had been smashed into the dirt, reduced to garbage. Looking at it brought yesterday's behavior flooding back.
"……"
Growl.
He was hungry. These past few days had taught him, with brutal clarity, how pathetic a person becomes without food. If he'd swallowed that cheap pride for even a moment yesterday, he could have driven off at least some of this gnawing hunger. He hadn't been able to stand it.
I look like an idiot…. Jooeun must have been disappointed in me too.
Right now, eating even a little more and recovering his body should have been the priority. Instead, he'd thrown away precious food purely because he was angry. And Jooeun had willingly split her own share for his sake.
Wooseok bit his lip. He was the one in the wrong. It was so obvious he didn't need to think twice.
"Yeah. Don't get angry. When Jooeun comes back…. I'll apologize. No — before that, I need to find food somehow."
Wooseok set out to hunt again.
Jooeun came to Jaeseong's cave again, same as every day.
There was almost no food on this island. No edible tree fruit, no freshwater fish, and the only game was birds that had never learned to fear humans, or the occasional small rabbit. Both were clever enough that catching them without real skill was nearly impossible. The only person she could rely on now was Jaeseong.
"Food, please."
"You've gotten awfully shameless. Did you put me in charge of the pantry?"
"I'll do whatever you tell me to. Hmph!"
Her mood was different from usual. The look on her face, the edge in her voice — she seemed angry at someone.
There were only so many people on this island, so guessing her situation wasn't hard. Around now was about when the cracks in a relationship would start to show.
Just as fights never stop in a household that's gone broke, discord between a couple driven to the brink is the most natural thing in the world. Overcoming hardship hand in hand through the power of love is the stuff of novels. Or you do what I do — keep a tight grip on the woman.
"Had a fight with the boyfriend, huh?"
"…… It's nothing. Anyway, food, please."
"Fine. First, turn around and spread your ass so I can see the anal plug."
Jooeun didn't hesitate. She presented her ass on command. Beside Jaeseong, Jisu filmed the whole thing on her phone.
The green-gemmed anal plug was jammed tight in Jooeun's anus. Jaeseong nodded, looking thoroughly pleased.
"Haha! That's what I'm talking about! How's it feel?"
"Completely weird. Especially my ass."
"It's like that at first, but you'll get used to it. No trouble with the bathroom?"
"Strangely enough, no."
Jaeseong pulled a bag of bread from his pack. Jooeun's eyes locked onto it.
He reached out and fondled her ass as naturally as breathing. This was the same ass she hadn't allowed her boyfriend to touch, but with Jaeseong she felt no resistance. She'd already been showing him her naked body for days, and a pleasant scent came off him, so the discomfort was minimal. He seemed to bathe every day.
"Um…. I have one more request. Shampoo and body wash. More, please."
"That's not a request. That's an order."
Smack!
Jaeseong gave her ass a satisfying slap. Her ass was on the soft side. A taut, bouncy ass was the most fun to spank; a soft one came next.
Jooeun's ass didn't have much snap to it, but it wasn't bad.
"I would like to request it, please…."
Jooeun corrected her tone. Jaeseong grinned, satisfied.
"Good. I'll give you these."
He pulled regular commercial shampoo and body wash from the pack entirely — enough to last until they were rescued.
"Just how much stuff is in that backpack?"
"About as much as a robot cat's pocket. Anyway, today…. Yeah. Today you're going to service me right here."
Jaeseong lifted his ass. He was, of course, completely naked.
Jooeun took a step back from the ass being shoved in her face. His demand had gone a step further than yesterday. No — two steps, maybe.
"W-what is this?"
"Lick it. My asshole."
"…… Can't it be something else?"
"Heh. Have I ever compromised with you?"
He hadn't.
Jooeun let out a sigh. This was something she'd never even done for her boyfriend. Sex with Wooseok had always been vanilla. He preferred missionary, and that was almost all they ever did.
"Start by kissing my anus, then lick it slowly with your tongue. Don't slobber all over it like it's the best thing you've ever tasted."
"You're a real pervert."
She said it, but she had no choice. Jooeun had given up by now.
She brought her face to Jaeseong's anus. Strangely, there was almost no unpleasant smell. It was far cleaner and more pleasant than anything coming off Wooseok's body.
A boyfriend who smelled worse than a person's asshole. Her affection for Wooseok seemed to plummet on the spot.
With Jaeseong's anus right in front of her nose, Jooeun hesitated for a moment.
Do I really have to lick this for a few bags of bread?
The answer came fast.
Of course I do.
Having gone hungry once, Jooeun had learned in her bones how important food was. If a little ass-licking would keep her from starving, she ought to be grateful. She surrendered to the merciless reality of it.
"I-I'll do it!"
Jooeun brought her lips to Jaeseong's anus. She closed her eyes and planted a wet kiss on the hole of his ass.
…… An anus actually feels pretty similar to lips.
Jaeseong's anus was extremely soft.
Jooeun put on a professional's dedication and thoroughly swept her tongue over the hole. It was a bizarre thing to think, but Jaeseong's asshole actually tasted pretty good.
She wondered if the stress had completely wrecked her sense of taste. How could anyone think a person's asshole tasted good? Hunger really did drive people insane.
"Heh. I told you not to eat it like you're starving. That tongue of yours is something else."
"W-who is!?"
She said it, but she really was devouring Jaeseong's anus with greedy abandon. Both hands gripping his ass, spreading the cheeks apart, she licked the fragrant hole in a frenzy. The start had been coercion, but once she'd crossed the line, she rationalized it to herself and kept caressing his ass.
Th-this is all for the food!
Jooeun rimmed him in a trance. Meanwhile, Jisu jerked Jaeseong off.
"Wow! Oppa, your face is a mess. Does it feel that good?"
"Not as good as you, but she's pretty decent. Might even make her into a dedicated bidet later…."
Jisu in front, Jooeun in back.
Jaeseong luxuriated like an emperor. Even an emperor couldn't receive this kind of supreme treatment on a deserted island.
"I'm gonna come."
"Do it in my mouth."
On Jaeseong's signal, Jisu swallowed his cock whole. He clenched his ass, trapping Jooeun's face tight between his cheeks. Suffocating, she slapped his ass in surrender, but he didn't let go. Maybe it was the lack of air — her rimming only got faster.
"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"
Jaeseong came in spectacular fashion.