Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: If You're a Slave, Start with a Kiss of Gratitude Before Sucking
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Slave? Then start with a kiss of thanks before you suck it.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I pulled her head in and pressed our lips together in a half-forced kiss. Lee Yoo-ra immediately tangled her tongue with mine like a pro.
From the look in her eyes, the kiss had already melted half her reason away.
As we kissed, I reflexively started to reach for her chest but stopped myself.
'Whoa. That was close.'
I'd almost groped her tits right there in front of everyone out of habit.
I flicked only my eyes around to check my surroundings.
"…"
Embarrassment, awkwardness, shame, excitement, delight.
A mix of emotions filled their stares as they watched our kiss.
While kissing, I paid especially close attention to Lee Ha-neul sitting right across from us.
"Haaah…"
She was so embarrassed she couldn't even lift her head, squirming her whole body in mortification at the situation.
She seemed to have zero tolerance for this kind of thing.
Still, her curiosity peeked through as she stole little glances upward. It was adorable.
"??!!"
Timing it perfectly with one of her peeks, I ramped up my assault on Lee Yoo-ra's mouth even more aggressively.
"Slurp, smack… smooch."
"Hng… chuup… mmm♥"
Her arms wrapped around my neck. Her voice, growing hotter and more aroused, rang out louder now.
Even without me moving, Lee Yoo-ra was proactively twisting her tongue against mine.
Figuring she'd lose all reason if I kept going, I firmly pulled my lips away.
"More… just a little more… if you do more…"
But Lee Yoo-ra clung to me desperately, leaning her body against mine.
From start to finish, all I'd given her was teasing skinship, holding back the cock that felt the best. Her pussy must be aching for it.
She probably wanted to cum just from the kissing as a consolation prize.
"Senior, snap out of it. Remember where we are."
"Huh…? D-did I just say something…? Ngh…"
I whispered in her ear, and she came back to her senses in an instant.
She glanced around with her eyes, meeting the stares of everyone looking at her with embarrassed faces.
"Ahem… A king's game kiss is nothing. Kisses are… so childish…"
Lee Yoo-ra grumbled with a prickly expression like what's the big deal, pulling her body away from mine while shaking.
Her face might look like that, but her skirt underside was probably a total mess.
"Lee Ha-jun! A-anyway, I did what you commanded… so I don't have to drink the penalty shot, right?"
"Ah… yes, yep! Yoo-ra Senior, that totally counts. As expected, us juniors can't match the seniors' boldness."
"More than that, Han-sol Oppa is insane…! I never imagined you'd actually do it!"
Yoo Chae-eun leaned her upper body toward me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She was clearly loving this situation. Yeah, she had that gleeful look on her face even when we were kissing earlier.
See? Told you she's the type who loves guys. Lee Ha-jun doesn't get it.
Her energy skyrocketing at my display made me think we might actually get along personality-wise.
"I'd do it in a heartbeat. Yoo-ra Senior's gorgeous. If she tells me to kiss her, I'm the one scoring big time, right?"
-Twitch.
I felt a faint tremble only I could sense from beside me.
Lee Yoo-ra's expression didn't change, but she seemed pleased somehow.
Maybe her womb clenched with a little vibration?
'Every little move of hers just makes me want to fuck her even more.'
Kissing a beautiful senior right in front of the juniors had my cock raging.
But the thing pissing off my cock the most right now was…
"…!!"
Over there in the diagonal seat, Lee Ye-rin's glare boring into me like she was about to leap out and kill me any second.
She'd barely reacted when I first said I'd fucked her, but now watching the kiss up close brought real life to her face.
Guess she thought I was lying back then.
I was starting to look forward to her reaction once she learned Lee Yoo-ra had stripped naked and declared herself a slave.
"Han-sol Oppa's boldness is next level! You'd do it with me too if we got picked, right?"
"Hmm… I'd have to think about it."
"No way… I'm hurt… Hiiing…"
"Pfft. Kidding. If it lands on you and me, Yoo Chae-eun, I'll definitely do it—so don't back out when it's time, or you're done for."
"Of course!"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ We kept the king's game going.
The problem was, the demands had no boundaries. Whoever drew king just casually threw out stuff like "Numbers X and Y, kiss."
The root cause? Lee Ha-jun's joke of a command to make them drink, which I'd just gone ahead and done.
This time, Lee Yoo-ra was king.
"I'm king. Yoo Chae-eun, kiss Lee Ha-jun. See how you like it!"
"Ah, Yoo-ra Unnie! That's not how king's game works! We have to use numbers! And if you're doing that, pair me with Han-sol Oppa instead!"
"No way, I ain't letting you have what you want. Then… 2 and 3, kiss."
"Gasp!"
"What? I'm 3? Yoo Chae-eun, you wouldn't be 2, would you?"
"Yeah…"
"Whoa, how'd you know, Yoo-ra Noona?"
"There's ways. You green little punks. Because of you…"
Lee Yoo-ra's numbers hit Yoo Chae-eun and Lee Ha-jun spot on.
I inwardly sighed as she cackled, clearly pleased with her revenge.
'She obviously marked the sticks or some shit.'
Having experienced tons of drinking games through her college life, Lee Yoo-ra was using all that veteran savvy just to mess with her juniors. Classic her.
"I'd die before kissing Lee Ha-jun!"
"Same here!"
Without a second's hesitation, they both chugged their penalty shots.
With the king's kiss commands overridden by penalty drinks, the game tempo flew by fast.
Nearly every pick led to a shot, so everyone's buzz climbed quickly.
When Kim Jun-seong or Lee Ha-neul drew king, there was still some line they wouldn't cross, turning it into a breather round.
"Phew… finally, I'm king!"
Now Yoo Chae-eun drew king, cranking the drinking party's tension to max.
"Hehe, before I give my command, this queen has a question for her subjects! …Han-sol Oppa, what's your number~? Hehet."
"That's a secret. Guess, Chae-eun."
"Ugh… no fair! Lemme see… then, 4 and king, kiss!"
"Huh? That's me?"
"Ugh, Lee Ha-jun, get lost!"
"Jeez, unbelievable. I'll take the penalty shot. But Yoo Chae-eun, that means you drink one too, got it?"
"Ah…"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 30 minutes later.
The party was utterly wrecked.
Lee Ha-jun and Yoo Chae-eun, who'd drunk the most, were half-dead, passed out on the table.
Kim Jun-seong was sprawled on the sofa. Lee Ha-neul was…
"Oppa… my stomach's churning… I wanna go home…"
"Lee Ha-neul… mine's churning so bad it feels like it's gonna come up… urp… whoa, almost hurled… I'm dying here, so don't lean on me… everyone, let's rest a bit…"
First hardcore drinking session since freshman year? She had her eyes squeezed shut, head leaning on Lee Ha-jun as she groaned.
That cute little sister trusting and relying on him like that. Lee Ha-jun, you lucky bastard with the sibling gacha.
Compared to him, Lee Yoo-ra, who'd bombed the sibling lottery, was…
"…? What're you staring at?"
Surprisingly holding up well.
Her face was a bit flushed, and she swayed her upper body front to back, but her experience shone through—she'd drunk the least compared to the 1st and 2nd years.
She was a solid drinker anyway.
The pace slowed for a breather with everyone else wiped out except her.
I sidled up to her quietly and whispered.
"Too bad. I wanted one more kiss with you, Yoo-ra Senior."
"Hmph! What're you on about… you think I'd let you again?"
Her prickly retort was cute, and she kept her voice low knowing others couldn't hear. Nice.
She'd gotten used to going panty-less by now.
I'd figured keeping her bare down there would make her beg nonstop, but humans adapt.
'Should I just make her live panty-less forever?'
A devilish thought crossed my mind, but I'd ponder it later.
Right now, I had something she had to do for me.
I stood, drew the curtains so no one outside could peek in.
'Oh? Still watching, huh.'
Locking eyes with Lee Ye-rin again as I closed them. Didn't forget to smile at her.
"!!"
Now she'd go nuts wondering what might happen inside.
That was the goal—drive her insane with frustration.
"Why close the curtains all of a sudden?"
Lee Yoo-ra asked, face uneasy.
Time to take her assistant training to the next level.
I sat back down without a word and undid my belt.
"?!"
Then pulled out my rock-hard cock.
"Yoo-ra Senior, come suck this cock."
She'd probably thought the party was winding down and relaxed.
But our night was still young.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Lee Yoo-ra felt like she was losing her mind.
No.
She'd already lost it.
'He's insane… Jang Han-sol is fucking insane…!'
That was all that came to mind.
The blatant kiss in front of everyone? Yeah, she could chalk that up to a drinking game.
But compared to what Jang Han-sol was doing now, it was just the tip of the iceberg.
She never imagined he'd whip out his cock right here and demand a suck.
'This… I absolutely can't do this…'
Getting caught would shatter the image and dignity she'd built up.
It was easy to get busted, and the risk if caught was sky-high.
Caught sucking dick in a bar? Horrifying just to think about.
She had to refuse flat-out.
"No pressure. You can say no. But if you don't, we won't hook up again. Ever."
But like always, empty thoughts.
Just another harsh reminder: she could never escape Jang Han-sol.
'…No. Anything but going back to before… never…'
Him not embracing her meant returning to pre-semester hell.
That week without seeing him after their first time was pure agony.
Her boiling lust erupting periodically, masturbation that always left her wanting—it gnawed at her body.
But after sexing him today, she knew for sure.
Ignorance is bliss, but now that she knew his bliss and pleasure, cutting ties was impossible.
That's why she'd become his slave, usable at his whim.
That's why she'd gone panty-less at the promise of sex as a reward.
That's why…
"This is the cock that always makes you happy, Senior. As a flesh slave, start with a kiss of thanks."
She obeyed the command.
'Why… here of all places… his thing… ngh…'
She couldn't refuse.
She ducked her head under the table.
-Mmwah♥
Just as ordered, she planted a kiss on my cock.
The sensation was weird. No caressing, no fingers in her pussy, no cock inside—yet…
'Haa… driving me crazy.'
Her pussy was already heating up.