Chapter 17
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 17
In that moment, Dokyun cursed the fact that he was human—a sad beast incapable of resisting its own instincts.
No, little guy… not now…
He pleaded and begged, but his stupid cock, unable to read the room, was rearing its head, stiff and insistent.
“Hu, hurry… let’s gooo…”
Eun-ah’s urging voice reached him. A cold sweat trickled down his back.
Dokyun turned his body as much as possible to keep his lower half out of her line of sight and spoke.
“Uh, why don’t you go in first? I’ll be right behind you.”
“Nnngh…”
A whining refusal.
Suddenly, Dokyun felt bare skin press against his back. The sensation of soft flesh pressing firmly into him.
G-Go…
Dear Lord in heaven…
Just as Dokyun was seeking God for the second time in his life, Eun-ah’s voice burrowed into his ear.
“I-if you’re having trouble… I-I’ll take them off for youuu…”
Before Dokyun could refuse, Eun-ah’s arms, wrapped around his waist, reached for the front of his pants. She grabbed both his trousers and the underwear beneath them and yanked them down in one smooth motion.
Shhhk—.
“Hehe… the-there we gooo…”
Her laughter was bewitching. He hunched his torso forward even more—a last-ditch effort born from the desperate thought that she must not see his erection. Gritting his teeth, Dokyun tried to make it go down by summoning the most horrific images he had ever seen online.
Please, anything! That cursed grandma pic! The poop-fart guy! The one with the brother’s…!
Images he never thought he would willingly replay in his mind. As he recalled them, his cock seemed to subside slightly, but then…
Knead—.
The pressure of flesh on his back. And in the middle of it all, two distinct points, harder than the rest, roamed across his skin, scattering his thoughts.
N-N-N-N-Nipples…
His eyes shot open in shock, only to see his own cock, swollen as if about to burst, bobbing vigorously.
Fuck…
His reason was still fighting for its life, but his clueless cock, thrilled at the prospect of having a job to do, was swinging its head back and forth.
This couldn't go on. That one thought filled his mind, and summoning a desperate burst of ingenuity, Dokyun spoke to Eun-ah.
“L-Let’s go in now!”
“Yeaaah…?”
“We-we have to wash, right? Let’s go wash. Now!”
“…Okay…”
An affirmation. He’d bought himself a turn. Now all he had to do was get in, wash as quickly as possible, and escape this obscene space. With that in mind, Dokyun removed Eun-ah’s arms from his waist and quickly turned, striding into the shower.
Clack!
He threw the door open. The shower room, just as she’d said, was structured with two showerheads separated by a curtain. Dokyun quickly made his way to the farthest corner, hiding himself behind the curtain.
Shhrrr—.
The sound of the curtain rings scraping echoed as it was drawn fully shut. Thinking he had overcome the crisis, a ragged breath escaped Dokyun’s lips.
“Huuuh…”
That was a close call. He had almost let that lewd woman defile his chastity.
Cold water. I need to cool off with cold water.
As Dokyun placed a trembling hand on the shower knob and turned it to the right, the faucet roared to life, spewing a torrent of water.
Swoooosh—.
As the cold water hit his body, goosebumps erupted all over his skin, washing away his stray thoughts. The frigid stream pouring over his face seemed to clear his head a little. His body, sticky with cold sweat, began to feel refreshed.
Dokyun looked down to check on his cock. Startled by the unexpected deluge of cold water, it had thankfully subsided.
That’s right, you bastard. Get a grip. If you screw up and get her pregnant, you'll be trapped for good, you hear me?
His fist, braced against the wall, clenched tightly. If that woman really did get pregnant, he would never be able to leave her side. Even if he escaped this place, the guilt would hang over him, a burden he would carry for the rest of his life.
Judging by the condoms he’d found in the room, the woman was capable of some rational thought, but seeing her lunge at him just moments ago, he couldn't even be sure of that.
I have to wash up and get out of here, fast. If I linger, there’s no telling what might happen.
An ominous chill ran down his spine. Just as Dokyun reached for the soap to finish his shower quickly, the sound of splashing water reached his ears.
“H-Honeybee… are you there…?”
Eek!
Her voice, echoing in the shower, was drenched in a desperate, moist yearning. Dokyun’s mind raced, trying to think of a way to stop her, but…
Shhrrrk.
Before he could finish the thought, the curtain that had been hiding him was pulled aside, and Eun-ah’s naked form filled his vision.
Her eyes were half-lidded, her eyelids heavy with languor. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards in a smirk, a trail of saliva dripping from the edge.
Gulp—.
Her pale skin was flushed with a crimson heat. Her naked body, hidden beneath the baggy dress, was far more voluptuous than he had imagined.
Her perfectly full breasts heaved, swaying with every breath. Her nipples, a pretty light pink, stood erect, dancing with the movement as if to flaunt their existence.
His gaze, which had been fixed on her chest, drifted downwards against his will.
Below her breasts, her body traced an elegant curve before flaring out at the hips, scattering his reason. His eyes followed the line of her hips down until they stopped, fixated on the smooth, tightly closed, hairless mound of flesh at the center.
Sh-Shaven…
As he watched the smooth mound twist with her every step, leaking a viscous fluid from within, Dokyun felt his reason shatter as blood rushed to his groin.
Throb—!
Shit…
He couldn't look away. Her cunt came closer, the flesh twisting with the movement of her staggering legs. Dokyun’s body stumbled backward, but…
Thud!
His back hit the wall, and he could go no further.
Sliiiide—.
His strength gave out, and he slid down against the wall. Dokyun’s vision creaked as he looked up.
Reflected there was…
“Heehee…”
…Eun-ah, letting out a chilling laugh as the corners of her mouth stretched wide.
Swoooosh—.
The water from the shower Dokyun had turned on drenched her body. The cascading droplets bounced off her skin, making a soft pattering sound. The water trickled down the line of her neck, slid over her breasts, and dripped from the tips of her erect nipples.
“I-I… Eun-ah… will wa-wash youuu…!”
Not a shred of reason remained in her voice. Flushed with heat, Eun-ah grabbed the soap, crouched down to meet Dokyun’s eyes, and reached out, beginning to lather his body.
The feel of the soap sliding across his chest with firm pressure, the occasional brush of her hand, the sight of her swaying breasts, pulled taut by the movement of her arms—it all assaulted Dokyun’s senses.
“He-here too…”
Her hand, covered in foam, brushed past the inside of his armpit and moved to his back. As she scrubbed his back, her body drew closer until they were pressed together.
“Hnngh…”
A hot breath escaped his lips. The sight of her breasts pressing against his chest, crushed and flattened, stole his reason once again.
“A-And here…!”
After rubbing her body against his back for a long moment, she traced a line down his spine with her hand, heading for his lower body.
And then.
“Hh…!”
A sharp intake of breath. Her slippery hand closed around his cock. Her thin fingers twitched as they gripped him, relentlessly stoking the flames of impulse.
“He-here too… Haaahk…!”
Unable to hold back a gasp mid-sentence, Eun-ah began to rub his cock, her hand gripping it tightly.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
Soon, the pre-cum that began to bead and well up slid down her hand. Seeing it trickle down her fingers, Eun-ah spoke, her voice dripping with heat.
“E-Even if I wash it… even if I wash it… more keeps coming out… so Eun-ah will… will d-drain it all out for youuu…!”
The hand rubbing his cock grew more frantic.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The ragged, tangled breaths; their skin, feverishly hot to the touch despite the cold water, feeling as if it would burn where they met; that lewd hand stroking him up and down—Dokyun’s reason crumbled.
Then, a chilling pleasure shot up from his cock, traveled up his spine, and struck his brain.
“…Hk!”
Bvvvvt!
Semen erupted with enough force to tear him out by the roots, streaking across Eun-ah’s body.
Only then did his senses begin to return, and his mind, realizing what he had just done, jolted him awake.
F-Fuck!
Dokyun’s head snapped up.
There…
“Haaaah…”
…was Eun-ah, panting breathlessly, wiping the semen that had splattered onto her face and bringing it to her lips. The fluid she couldn't catch dripped from the tip of her chin.
A fallen drop traced a path down her chest, past her solar plexus and navel, and slid over her cunt, which was leaking its own juices, before falling to the floor.
His mind snapped back into focus.
“M-Ms. Eun-ah!”
As if reluctant to waste a single drop, Eun-ah, who had been gathering the semen trickling down her body, reacted to his voice and looked up at him.
“Yeees…?”
Seeing the sight before him, Dokyun felt a fresh wave of lust rise from within, but he clenched his fists, shook it off, and spoke to her with a forced smile.
“L-Let’s hurry up and wash and get out of here. Th-That’s right! We have to finish reading the manuscript from yesterday!”
Snatching the thought that had just flashed through his mind, Dokyun finished speaking quickly and watched her, holding his breath.
Finally.
“…Ah.”
A sound like a sigh escaped her, and the focus began to return to Eun-ah’s eyes.
It-It worked!
She seemed to have regained some of her senses. Soon, with the focus fully returned to her eyes, Eun-ah’s face turned beet red. She ducked her head and spoke.
“Ye-Yes…”
He was saved. Or, could he really call this being saved? After answering, Eun-ah shyly stood up, took a step back, and said.
“So… should I close the curtain again?”
“Yes, yes.”
No longer having the confidence to face her naked body, Dokyun kept his eyes lowered and nodded in response. The curtain slowly slid shut, hiding them from each other’s sight.
Shhrrrrr—.
Ah…
A shallow sigh escaped him. Amidst the tangle of self-loathing and shame, the sensation of her hand that had been gripping his cock just moments ago lingered, and the impulse reared its head once more.
No… this isn’t the time for that…
That was dangerous. Truly dangerous. The sensation of lust rising to the top of his head, paralyzing all thought. Dokyun wiped his face with his hands, trying desperately to regain his composure.
…First, let’s just wash up and get out.
If he stayed here any longer, the memory of what just happened would keep replaying, and he felt like he would make a mistake.
“Urgh…”
Dokyun stood up, went to the showerhead, and cooled his heated body with cold water. A toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, and other toiletries were all perfectly prepared. It was probably the same on the other side of the curtain.
Only then did a thought occur to Dokyun.
But… why would a single bathroom need two showerheads? Especially in a private home?
His head turned with a creak. The sound of water from beyond the curtain told him someone was there. His eyes narrowed as a suspicion began to grow in his mind.
Could it be… that this was her plan from the very beginning?
It was a rational suspicion. He had fallen into that woman’s wicked trap. That had to be it.
…
At least, that’s what he wanted to believe.