Chapter 212
I hadn't gotten a kiss. I'd figured Baek Sion was just fingering me absentmindedly to push me over the edge, so when I begged him to stop, he actually pulled his fingers out without a second thought. How could I not be suspicious? He's never that considerate in bed.
With the last shreds of my rationality clashing wildly against the burning instinct to suck his cock right then and there, I had no choice but to part my lips.
"...Nngh..."
Poking his dick against my cheek had pissed me off pretty good, but I wasn't exactly in a position to fight back. The scent alone was making my head fuzzy. In the end, all I could do was wrap my lips around it and shoot him a glare. And with its massive size, my face was twisting on its own—no need for him to poke at my pride. My jaw's killing me more than I expected.
"...Urk."
Still, there's a reason blowjobs are my favorite. I can take it somewhat easy while savoring the sight of Baek Sion losing it. No matter how much my tastes skew one way, given our unique dynamic, sometimes I crave taking the lead. Right as I was channeling all those doujin skills I'd studied, zeroing in on the underside spot he loves...
"Nngh!?... Mmph♡!?"
...What the hell is this?
The spot he'd tapped with his fingers earlier suddenly started buzzing like crazy, zzzzing away. Even after he pulled them out, that lingering foreign sensation made sense now. I'd only ever used a basic electric massager from way back, but this felt a lot like those rotor toys that pop up in all the naughty scenes.
And he'd said he'd let it go soon... Classic. Of course Baek Sion wouldn't just let me do my thing.
"Satisfy me, and I'll turn it off."
The utterly alien pleasure made me pause mid-blowjob, desperately trying to rein it in, but he'd anticipated even that.
I had no choice but to shove the sensations aside and bob my head back and forth.
"Nngh!... Slurp..."
The problem was how fast those electric jolts were dragging me toward climax. And what is this thing? A rotor would've had some insertion feel, but there was none of that—and no remote in Baek Sion's hand either. If it wasn't a physical toy, only one option came to mind.
Something he could conjure and control at will. No way... he made a rotor out of killing intent?
It was ridiculous to waste that insane power like this, but protesting was beyond me. I'd wondered before, using my massager, how intense direct internal vibrations would feel—and for someone as sensitive inside as me, it was utterly unbearable.
I'd lost track of my technique when suddenly his hands gripped my head, shoving his cock deeper.
Already big enough to hit my throat if I wasn't careful, and with him thrusting his hips? The outcome was inevitable.
As his cock invaded my throat bit by bit, I remembered a simple fact: if it blocks your throat, you can't breathe through your nose either.
My lower belly was already clenching from the chills, making it hard to hold myself up. The moment my breath cut off and my mind blanked, the climax I'd been staving off crashed over me in seconds.
"Nngh♡!?... Mmmph♡!?... Hnngh♡!..."
Baek Sion said something, but with pleasure overwhelming me, I couldn't make it out. All I could do was cling to enough sanity not to bite down. No matter his resistances to physical attacks, teeth on him would leave a trauma.
Moments later, he pulled back, freeing my mouth. I gulped air greedily.
I always pant heavily after cumming, but this time I'd been completely deprived—no wonder.
"Kkh, haa... haa, ah... hngh..."
Sounds were still muffled, vision blurry. Interrupted breaths meant recovery would take longer than usual.
I'd idly thought someday we'd try deepthroat or irrumatio, but without practice? Just a few seconds, barely taking him all the way, and this result? Unimaginable.
"Haa, haa..."
Oh, and that internal buzzing? Gone now. Once my breathing steadied, I looked up to see Baek Sion with a strange expression.
He'd stopped stimulating me, but his cock glistened slicker than before from the ordeal—maybe even bigger? Yet he wasn't touching me, so bewilderment outweighed arousal.
"...Just now."
His flustered tone gave him away, so I guessed what he meant and cut in first.
"...N-No, it wasn't like that! Really!"
It's not. ...Anyway, not.
He had grabbed my head and thrust deep for a moment. And the timings matched perfectly, sure—but pure coincidence. I didn't cum because I like choking. That'd make me a freak.
(Though I am a pervert, just on a higher, more refined level in my book.)
But Baek Sion still looked skeptical.
"No, seriously, it wasn't... Nngh!?"
His fingers twitched in the air, and suddenly pressure kneaded near my navel inside. Right after cumming!? I should've dispelled that killing intent blob earlier.
He stopped the remote tease again, eyeing me. Always finding ways to embarrass me.
...Sigh, treating me like I cave to pleasure so easily...
I know Yoo Seol-ah's climax timing better than she thinks. I read her body's cues well, but more than that, her reactions are so obvious.
Until I absentmindedly thrust forward and cut off her air, she still had some leeway. No way she'd cum that fast. So now, her avoiding my gaze while pretending otherwise was obvious.
"You, seriously... hngh!?... Mmph..."
Her trembling all over, burying her face in the sheets to deny it—it fueled my conquest drive like crazy. Especially on her knees between my legs, that slender waist and heart-shaped ass on full display, making my cock swell even more.
But yeah, the intermittent zaps alone took time to break her. Even with pulses, holding out five minutes without cumming? Record-worthy.
So I sat up, moving behind her prone form. Sheets damp, a long string of clear fluid dangling from her clenched entrance.
"Hik, wait... n-no, hngh♡!?"
She realized and tried to rise too late. I'd already gripped her hips and thrust in.
"Urk♡!?... Haa, mngh♡!!"
True to form, she's weak to deep single thrusts—piling on the built-up pleasure, she came instantly.
I was in danger too. Forcing into her impossibly tight slit that seals up completely? Tough to endure. But with two days' buildup for me too, I planned multiples.
I grabbed her limp shoulders—everything but her hips splayed on the sheets—and lifted her torso while staying buried.
"Hngg♡!?"
This position hits her best: doggy with upper body raised. She can't do it solo; needs my support—probably loves the restrained feel.
Already lost in continuous orgasms, I ramped up my pace, prepping my first release.
Yoo Seol-ah's been pouting her lips like a duck since earlier. I'd teased her pretty one-sidedly today. After my two releases, she'd collapsed, so the moment she came to, we both wordlessly filled the tub and slipped in.
"...Hey, saying it again—that choking thing? I don't like it...!"
"...Got it."
"Good."
No way she's admitting that. I let it slide for now. Proving it with more sadistic play felt iffy anyway.
Only after my reply did she look satisfied, splashing water before staring at my lower half again.
A chill hit me; I splashed her face.
"Pfft!... What the hell?"
No way, right? After all that? I'm fully human, after all.
"Your eyes looked weird."
Probably just me overthinking. She's a perv by nature—could be eyeing my soft cock too.
But she flushed, clamping her mouth shut. I did the same, goosebumps rising.
"......"
"...Still some time till dinner, huh."
"What... does that even mean?"
What the actual fuck? I'd paced it perfectly today, though.
"...Well, I wasn't fully satisfied..."
"I was! ...But..."
She splashed to hide her embarrassment before continuing.
"...You didn't kiss me earlier."
...True, mostly doggy the whole time. So why, soaking in hot water, did a chill run through me? I'd heard bodies cool before death.
"Mmph."
Lost in morbid thoughts, frozen, she splashed closer and stole my lips.
Already round two? Never going two days without again. For real.