Chapter 185
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 185
Chapter Title: Shy Movie Theater Sex
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Im Hyeji decided to change her strategy.
No, she didn't really have much of a strategy to begin with.
Up until now, she could just wait, and Kang Jik would come over, fuck her senseless, fill her up, and leave her a total wreck.
Even with Kang Hana and Lee Soo-ah in the mix, she still felt a twinge of anxiety, but she was confident in her own appeal.
Because it was her first time.
Men don't forget a woman's first time easily, or so they'd say.
And she was young and pretty.
Her body was great too—honestly, Lee Soo-ah was just on another level, but as a virgin molded entirely for Kang Jik, she figured she had plenty of charm.
But now with Han Semi thrown into the equation, Kang Jik's visits were tapering off, and a sense of regret and impatience was starting to creep in.
She couldn't let it show, though.
From the stories she'd picked up here and there, the moment a woman starts acting clingy and desperate is when she loses a man's respect completely.
If he was already pulling away, and then she suddenly went full throttle asking if he loved her or whatever, it'd be irreversible.
There was plenty of advice online about playing it cool, acting indifferent to make him come back on his own.
Unfortunately, that was impossible for Im Hyeji.
The moment 48 hours passed without Kang Jik's semen, her heart started racing with unease.
Up to that point, she could get through vibrant days fueled by the lingering ache in her pussy from his love, his traces, the sensation of his cum still deep in her womb.
But once those miracle cure effects wore off after 48 hours, she truly started feeling down.
Not like full-blown depression out of nowhere, but the skin-whitening effects faded, her dewy glow vanished, and even if it wasn't a huge change for her young skin, she'd feel it—dull and lackluster. Already like this... she'd think, scrolling through Kang Jik's SNS.
His feed still only had that one post of the meal Lee Soo-ah made him, and he never updated anyway, so there was no way to check.
Reaching out felt awkward.
That's how she'd been spending her time.
But now she knew she couldn't keep doing that.
The thought hit her when she heard Kang Hana had already maxed out both her abilities and skills at level 5.
"I was supposed to be first... Hng..."
It wasn't blinding jealousy or rage.
Either way, Im Hyeji was the submissive one here.
She couldn't live without Kang Jik's cock, and she couldn't lose the "Saintess" title or the SNS followers and fame that skyrocketed just from breathing.
What made Kang Jik so addictive was her dependency on those two things, and through that, she'd grown to like the man himself.
Lately, he was even growing taller, getting handsomer, inching toward her ideal type—which gave her the uncharacteristic resolve to make a decision.
He wasn't celebrity-level or actor-level yet, but he was tall enough that she had to look up at him now.
His body was toned, with barely any flab, and his sharp, clean facial lines gave his aloof, cool expression a mysterious masculine vibe instead of looking like a gloomy nerd.
Probably even Kang Hana and Lee Soo-ah felt their hearts race more at those changes—as a fellow woman, she could tell.
Lee Soo-ah was so straightforward she'd blurt out how handsome he was getting all the time.
So Im Hyeji started making her own efforts.
She'd been observing Kang Jik for months now, so even if it wasn't complete certainty, she had a decent grasp on him.
Kang Jik didn't hate her.
If he did, he'd dump her outright.
He was just genuinely busy, with his priorities elsewhere—like a typical guy.
And seeing how Kang Hana had hit level 5 on two fronts, it all came down to effort.
If she put in the work, he'd notice.
"I booked the whole row here today..."
And this was the result of her efforts.
A masterful movie theater date.
45,000 won per seat, 90,000 for a pair—she'd snapped up all eight seats the moment they went on sale, turning the screening room into a private space for the full 2 hours and 45 minutes of the movie.
Kang Jik always talked about his fantasies while fucking and lying in bed afterward.
He probably thought he was just rambling.
But Im Hyeji had listened closely and remembered.
They weren't must-try fantasies, but the ones he mentioned often had to be things he was genuinely interested in.
Movie theaters were one of them.
Realistically, movie theater sex was absurd.
Even with no other viewers, it wasn't truly empty.
Staff could pop in to check, and online forums were full of stories about projection booths overlooking everything.
That's why she'd hesitated even after rashly booking everything.
Would it even work?
What if they got caught online as the freak who booked out a theater for sex?
What if Kang Jik hated it?
And so on.
Even today on the date, while drinking coffee and eating, right up to entering the theater, she'd agonized over it.
In the end, she'd gone through with it.
A challenge she'd never attempt again in her life.
Even showering together embarrassed her, and back then it was partly because she sensed his reluctance—so for a somewhat traditional girl like her, sex in a near-public space like a movie theater was unimaginable, even in fantasy.
Thank goodness the dim theater was lit only by the screen, she thought.
Her flushed face burned as her lightly trembling hand touched his bare skin, terrified of getting caught.
How much would he tease her if he noticed?
Could she pull it off?
What if he refused?
Maybe just stroke him and use her mouth?
Under the blanket, it might not show.
All those worries vanished the moment their eyes met as he stroked her head and looked down.
"Eup!!"
The thrill of their tongues tangling roughly wiped her mind clean.
Emboldened by his reaction, her hand slid under his elastic waistband, grasping his rock-hard cock already leaking precum.
Thank goodness.
Before long, Kang Jik's hand slipped under her blanket too, hiking up her tennis skirt, ripping her stockings, and kneading her ass.
The intense action on the screen no longer registered.
Lying side by side, his leg slipped between hers, lifting one up toward the ceiling as his cock slid smoothly into her spread pussy.
"Hoo-eup..."
She clamped her mouth shut, fearing any sound might escape.
Of course, no moan could overpower the booming theater audio.
"Haang..."
Still, she didn't thrust too wildly.
Conscientiously taking him in bit by bit, she stretched her arms around his neck and hugged him.
The cock plunging in felt even more vivid in the darkness, and she kept her eyes locked on him, afraid he'd turn away or that his hazy face in the shadows might vanish.
It comforted her.
Even if they got caught, as long as she was with Kang Jik, she wasn't scared.
Deep down, a tiny wish flickered that they would get caught.
Maybe then the cheating scandal with Lee Soo-ah would shift to her.
A small, cute jealousy like that.
Squelch. Squelch.
The loud sounds of her dripping juices and his cock rubbing filled the blanket.
Impossible to hear over the movie, but to her ears, nothing else mattered.
At least the single layer of blanket helped.
It had half-slipped off her moving hips, barely covering, but it offered minimal reassurance.
Then Kang Jik lifted her on top.
"...!"
Recliner seats.
Lying down for safety.
The blanket.
Pathetic cover from the outside anyway, but stripped away, sitting impaled on his cock atop him flooded her with shame.
Anxiety surged—who might see?
The theater entrance. The projection booth above.
Her eyes darted instinctively.
But he stopped her.
Grabbing her face, locking eyes.
"Don't look away. Just fuck."
"Don't... look away?"
"...Yeah. Don't look at anything but pussy."
"Perv..."
His silly pun drew a smile.
With the fear unconfirmed, her juices flowed freer.
Her body heated up, the glans pounding her womb entrance drawing moans.
"Heung... Heung..."
No thought to control her bouncing tits under the rolled-up sweater and bra; she rocked her hips fast.
All focus on his cock.
Feeling it swell as his shadowed gaze narrowed.
"Haaaang!"
She climaxed as his hot cum gushed in.
A moan that could pierce the screen's fierce battle sounds.