Chapter 33: I Want to Eat This…♥
Chapter 33: I Want to Eat This…♥
While drafting the proposal, I checked the time.
[Friday | PM. 04:35]
'Still over an hour left until quitting time.'
I glanced sideways at Seo-yun out of curiosity. She was staring intently at her monitor, typing away diligently.
'Good, she's focused.'
Since Wednesday, Thursday, and now today, nothing much had happened between Seo-yun and me. Except for those times when our eyes met and she flashed me a knowing smile.
I just smiled back.
'I have no idea what's going on in her head.'
[Ju Ha-rin]
[Oppa]
A notification popped up at the bottom of my screen.
[Are you working?]
<What else would an office worker be doing?>
[Like you, slacking off?]
'This kid... The real slacker is someone else entirely.'
<Anyway, what's up?>
[Want to grab dinner after work?]
I thought about my schedule after clocking out. No plans. Nothing to do.
'Maybe I should treat her. She's been working hard studying for exams.'
<What do you feel like eating? My treat.>
[Oh... How about chicken?]
<Drumsticks?>
[(Cute rabbit nodding emoji)]
[Text me when you're off. I'll order.]
<Okay.>
'If I want to leave on time, I'd better wrap this up.'
I closed the chat and was about to refocus on the proposal when—
[Do Seo-yun]
[Senior.]
[Are you free after work today?]
A chill ran down my spine. I looked up at her again.
"Ah..."
A small sigh reached my ears.
[Oh, you have plans. Never mind, then.]
<If it's urgent, let me know.>
[No, it's nothing important.]
'Guess it's fine to drop it.'
<Got it.>
I poured all my focus into finishing the proposal, occasionally fueling myself with caffeine.
'No typos. Content looks solid. Should be good to submit.'
Checked the time—5:40 PM. Uploaded it to the shared drive and headed to the department head's desk.
"Sir, please review my proposal."
"Did you upload it to the shared drive?"
"Yes."
The department head set down his coffee cup and grabbed his mouse. Click. Click. The sound of the mouse clicks felt heavier than usual today.
If it got rejected, overtime was guaranteed.
'You know better than to make me work late on a Friday, right? I trust you do.'
His eyes darted across the screen. A second felt like a minute—no, an hour. Then, his lips parted.
"Well written. You've covered all the client's requirements. Go ahead and submit it."
"Thank you."
"You did the work, not me. Get ready to leave."
"Yes."
I clenched my fist and returned to my desk.
[Do Seo-yun]
[Congratulations, Senior.]
<Thanks.>
I glanced at Seo-yun. She caught my eye and smiled faintly. I smiled back and started packing up.
"Everyone, have a good weekend. Get home safe."
"Thanks for your hard work."
After the department head left, employees began trickling out one by one. I stood up too.
"Heading out?"
"Yeah. Time to go. Aren't you leaving, Do Seo-yun?"
"I'm about to. Have a nice weekend, Senior."
"You too, Do Seo-yun."
I left the office and took the stairs. The elevator would be packed with commuters right now, so the stairs were much faster.
'Should call her.'
As I descended, I dialed Ha-rin. The line rang about three times before her familiar voice answered.
[Hello?]
"Hey. You home?"
[Yeah, studying. You off work?]
"Yep. You can go ahead and order. I'll send you the money when I get there."
[Okay, be careful.]
I pocketed my phone and stepped out of the building. The first thing that greeted me was the humid air and the dark, ominous clouds overhead.
'Looks like it's about to pour, despite the forecast.'
I quickened my pace. I hadn't brought an umbrella since the weather was supposed to be clear. Then, mid-stride—
A distinct droplet hit my head. I looked up. No buildings around that could've dripped water.
'You said it wouldn't rain. What's this, then?'
The only saving grace was that I was close to home. I broke into a run.
"Phew..."
'At least I made it. It's really coming down now.'
Shaking off the water from my clothes, I climbed the stairs. As I reached the rooftop landing, a hesitant voice called out.
"Oppa...?"
"Ha-rin?"
She was standing there, holding a folded umbrella. Dressed in a black short-sleeve tee and green dolphin shorts.
"What are you doing here?"
"It started raining. I was taking shelter."
"You could've waited inside. I was gonna call."
"Being cooped up in my room was suffocating. Needed some fresh air."
"Fair enough. Hold on, let me unlock the door."
The rooftop had no cover, so the rain poured straight down. I dashed to the door.
"I have an umbrella."
"Already soaked. A little more won't make a difference."
'Guess we'll have to eat inside.'
"Come in."
Ha-rin followed me inside. I tossed my wet outerwear into the washing machine and changed out of my damp dress shirt into a cotton tee.
I toweled off the remaining moisture from my hair.
"They said it wouldn't rain. If I'd been any slower, I'd have been drenched."
"That's why I always keep an umbrella in my bag."
"Maybe I should start doing that."
"Did the chicken arrive?"
"It's here?"
Ha-rin scurried to the entrance and returned with a bag in hand. The savory aroma of fried chicken filled the air.
"How much?"
"With the discount, 20,000 won."
"You got original?"
"Yeah. Original's the best."
"Can't argue with that."
[20,000 won → Ju Ha-rin]
"Sent. 20,000 won."
"You sent it the second I mentioned it."
"Gotta settle debts fast. Want a Coke?"
"Yeah."
I grabbed two cans from the fridge and sat at the table. Ha-rin discarded the pickled radish liquid and joined me. I opened the chicken box.
The rich, savory scent that had been wafting faintly now filled the air. The perfectly golden-brown fried chicken came into view, making my mouth water as always.
"Looks delicious."
"Right?"
"Thanks for the meal, Oppa."
"Dig in."
We each took a drumstick. The crispy coating gave way to juicy meat. Just as the greasiness started to set in, I took a sip of Coke.
"Ah. Feels like all the stress from the week is melting away."
"Would've been perfect with beer."
"You shouldn't drink before exams. Stick to Coke."
Her intentions were obvious. She wanted alcohol, not soda.
"Tch."
"When's your exam again? It's soon, right?"
"Yeah, next week."
"Cutting it close. Did you study enough?"
"I've been studying bit by bit, so I'm done. Could answer anything right now."
"Wow. Impressive."
The hardest part of school was studying consistently.
Most people crammed last minute, swore to study daily, then reverted to cramming when exams loomed.
And then they'd bomb.
'Except for those freaks who aced everything without trying.'
"If you want something else while eating, just say so. I'll order."
"Oh. Really?"
Her eyes widened.
"Yeah, you've been working hard for your exams."
Eating away stress was a valid coping mechanism. She'd lost weight, too.
"I'll finish this first, then think about it."
"Sure."
We ate while watching TV. One by one, the drumsticks were reduced to bare bones.
'Not ordering more?'
She didn't seem eager for more. Then again, she might be dieting. Just as the last piece was stripped clean—
"Oppa. I thought of something else I want."
"What?"
I was about to open the delivery app but handed her my phone instead. Letting her choose would be faster.
"Pick something."
She didn't even take the phone. Her eyes curved into crescents.
"I want... this."
No time to wonder why. Something touched my groin. Instinctively, I jerked back, but the chair limited my movement.
"I want to eat this...♥"
Her foot was rubbing my crotch. I grabbed her ankle to stop her. The sole of her foot was soft, veins faintly visible.
"We said after your exams."
"I know, but I can't focus on studying...♥ I keep thinking about yours...♥ Take responsibility♥"
Her other foot joined in, teasing me.
"Hey..."
"It's getting hard...♥ Yours too♥"
"You keep touching it. Of course it is."
Erections weren't exactly voluntary.
"So, really not gonna do it♥?"
"You're really done studying?"
"Yeah. All done."
Unlike when she'd lied about homework during tutoring, her gaze didn't waver. She seemed sincere.
'No choice. Pretending it's not happening won't solve anything.'
"After this, you study more."
"Okay."
I released her foot. She got up and straddled me.
"Oppa...♥ Mmm♥"
Her eyes fluttered shut as she pressed her lips to mine. Then her tongue slipped in, moving with the confidence of someone in their own home.
'She's aggressive from the start.'
Slurp♥ Smack♥ Lick♥ Hmm♥ Peck♥ Suck♥
Our tongues tangled, saliva mingling naturally. I swallowed and matched her rhythm until she pulled back, breathless.
"Hah...♥ Haah...♥ Haah...♥ Still so good at this♥"
Her half-lidded eyes gazed down at me.
"What do you mean 'still'?"
"Doesn't matter♥ Oppa is...♥"
"Hold on. Let's move to the bed."
The bed was far more comfortable than the chair. More positions, too. I lifted her and carried her over.
"Careful."
"Yeah♥"
I laid her down gently and looked her over. Everything was on display.
From her eager expression,
To her ample chest visible through the black tee,
The smooth stomach and navel peeking under the rolled-up fabric,
To the inner thighs exposed by her spread legs and dolphin shorts.
"Oppa...♥ Hmm♥"
Our lips met again. This time, I was on top.
Peck♥ Smack♥ Lick♥ Suck♥ Slurp♥ Nibble♥
Ha-rin moved more passionately than before. Enjoying it, I slid my left hand downward.
Over her full chest, stomach, navel—then slipped it past her shorts.
"...♥!"
She stiffened momentarily before spreading her legs wider, as if inviting me.
'Her panties are already soaked.'
Her pussy was drenched, practically flooding. As I rubbed her through the fabric, she stopped moving her tongue and shuddered.
"Ngh...♥ Hah...♥"
'First, let's get these off.'
I stripped off her tee and shorts, revealing a black bra and panties.
"You too."
"Was about to."
I took off my shirt, pants, and boxers. My erect cock sprang free.
"Let me lick it first♥"
Before I could respond, she was on her knees between my legs, nose twitching as she inhaled deeply. Her warm breath ghosted over me.
'Her scent fetish hasn't changed.'
After nearly two weeks without it, I let her take her time. About a minute passed before her tongue flicked out.
Lick♥ Slurp♥ Slurp♥
"!"
'Holy shit...!'
I'd been passively receiving head until she licked the sensitive tip, making me tense involuntarily.
'So this is what she's been studying...?'
Her technique was unnervingly skilled, almost practiced.
'Please tell me this isn't what she meant...?'