Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Lee Ha-neul's Dangerous Deviance
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After finishing breakfast with Lee Yoo-ra, I headed into the bathroom.
Because we hadn't properly washed after our dawn romp.
"Yoo-ra noona, come here. Wash with me. I'll wash you."
"What? You bastard, what are you up to in the bathroom first thing in the morning!"
"Just washing? I've got morning lectures, no time for that."
I scooped Lee Yoo-ra into my arms and dragged her into the bathroom by force. She wriggled a bit, but there was no real strength behind it.
Jeez, she wanted to join me after all.
And it wasn't long before we were both inside.
"Eek, ugh, urk...! E-eventually...! Hng... it ends up... like thiiiis...!!"
"Noona, you wanted it. You got all excited from a little touching and suddenly kissed me."
"Ohiii...! Y-yeah... ohk, ugh...! Now I... can't live without thiiiis... hnggg... aaang!"
And just as you'd expect, we spent another intense round in the bathroom.
No time because of morning lectures? Then just finish quick.
Having a pussy I could pound to my heart's content first thing in the morning and not using it? That'd be downright unmanly.
As we washed each other's bodies, we swiftly ramped up the arousal, naturally sliding from kisses into full-on sex.
"Ohiii...! Again... cumming aga- ugh! Ohuk... ♥ Now st-stop..."
"What're you saying? I haven't cum yet!"
"Uheeeek! I came! I caaaame! Uook! Again... cummiiing... ♥!!"
-Pshht, splurt, pshuu... I kept pistoning away to reach climax, but Lee Yoo-ra kept cumming on her own accord.
She's worn out, so time to stop? Ridiculous.
It's not over just because one side finishes. Ending when one person's satisfied is masturbation.
No holes in that logic. To build up my ejaculation faster, I laid her down on the bathroom floor.
Just a little more. Just a bit longer.
I kept slamming my hips relentlessly, until finally, I felt my semen surging.
"Haa, gonna cum. How should I do it? Inside? Outside?"
"Ohit...... Inside... cum inside... uhng... I'll wash... one more time...... ♥"
"No, don't wash. Keep it loaded in your pussy and take it home. Think of me the whole way there."
-Squelch, squelch! "Hek, hek, hoo...! Th-thank you... for filling my pussy... with cum... hiiut...!!"
"Thanks? I haven't even cum yet. More like, with your nipples standing this hard, you begging to have them pinched and tugged?"
-Swish... "W-wait, no, n-not now... pinching... hik! Ugh! Uoooo! Cumming agaaaain... ♥!"
"Fuck, this is your launch button, huh? Fine, here I go too. Stuff it all deep in your womb and take it home! Kugh!"
-Spluuuurt! Pshuuuuu... -Gurgle, gurgle, shudder... "Ogik...! Ooooo ♥!!!"
"Holy shit, ahegao climax from your nipples in the bathroom...! Noona, you're insanely sexy right now! Live as my slave for life."
"Ungheee... ♥"
I yanked her nipples hard enough to tear them off while flooding her womb with my load, sending Lee Yoo-ra into shuddering climax.
Savoring the afterglow, we shared one final kiss before barely managing to finish our shower.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After sending Yoo-ra noona home,
I had to head to university alone.
Because I'd stupidly only grabbed afternoon lectures during registration week.
Truth be told, I didn't care what classes I took, so I hadn't even noticed the registration period and ended up scraping together whatever was left as an afterthought. Karma.
'Yoo-ra noona only has afternoon classes today... so I'll be at school alone in the morning. Should've signed up properly if I'd known.'
Still in the correction period, though.
Some people might drop out, so I planned to align my schedule with hers as much as possible.
Best case? Same classes.
You know, grab a meal together after, maybe fool around in an empty club room like last time.
'But man, Yoo-ra noona dropped some massive intel.'
"A well-trained Lee Yoo-ra is worth ten Lee Ye-rins." That's exactly what that saying's for.
Never dreamed Lee Ye-rin had that side to her. Info only her own sister could know, and it came rolling in hook, line, and sinker.
'Was mulling over revenge plans for next time we cross paths, but looks like no need.'
Just ignore her like at the bar.
'According to noona, she'll come sniffing around on her own if I do nothing.'
In game terms, Lee Ye-rin's taking steady dot damage.
Best revenge against a girl like that? Complete radio silence.
Let her stew in frustration until she's hooked.
'Speaking of, no contact yet.'
Been waiting for Lee Ha-neul's message since last night.
Lee Ha-neul.
The pure, pretty girl so kind she'd overlook that incident just for hugging her.
Wonder what it'd feel like holding her? Craved her bad, even mid-sex with Yoo-ra.
'Thought she was interested. Guess it was wishful thinking.'
Yeah, no way. What does a girl like that lack to get into something like this?
Pushing aside the regret, I was about to enter the lecture hall when an irritating male voice grated on my nerves from somewhere nearby.
I paused and turned.
"C'mon, do me a solid. I'm a returnee student, wanna treat the freshmen to food later, you know? Just your number. That too much?"
Slick, throaty voice laying moves on a junior.
Desperate as hell for one phone number.
Of course, not like I had anything to say about it.
Just the natural friction when young guys and girls share space.
I tried to ignore and walk past, but then he said something that stopped me dead.
"You're Lee Ha-jun's little sister, right? I'm tight with Ha-jun. You're like my own sis, so I just wanna buy you food. No strings."
Did he just say Lee Ha-jun's sister?
Only one person like that at this school...
I looked more closely at the girl he had cornered.
Wavy beige mid-length hair, those hunched shoulders, that petite frame.
Couldn't tell from the back, but up close? Definitely her.
Lee Ha-neul.
"But why's she shaking her legs like that?"
Her upper body's still, but her lower half's twitching rhythmically.
She's trying hard to hide it, but it's obvious if you look close.
I approached her carefully.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Crisp but sunny weather.
In stark contrast, exhaustion etched deep into Lee Ha-neul's face.
-Ha-neul, you look beat. You don't have to go to OT.
Even Lee Ha-jun had taken one look at her face on the way to school and told her to stay home.
Not wanting to seem like a slacker freshman already, she'd dragged herself out anyway.
Honestly, she just wanted to hole up at home. It'd be nonstop masturbation otherwise.
She'd covered the dark circles with makeup, but inside, she was a wreck from the lingering issue since last night.
'Why won't this stress go away...'
Stress that should've melted away with one masturbation session clung faintly even after.
Like a thorn in her side, gnawing at her mind.
'Ah... maybe I should've just rested at home like oppa said...'
Doubt she'd absorb a word the prof said anyway.
Wouldn't staying in her room have been better?
'No. Get it together, Lee Ha-neul.'
For a shock to snap her out of it, she jammed her hand in her pocket and hit the button.
-Click. -Zzzz "Hng... haeut...!"
A lewd sound escaped, drawing puzzled stares from around her.
She clamped it down quick and played it cool.
'I ended up doing this... what do I do...'
Her mind fixated on one spot.
Her lower half, with the rotor stuffed inside.
Thankfully, the vibration was felt but not audible outside.
'It's all because of the stress.'
Unimaginable for a good girl like her.
The dizzying thrill of getting caught mixed excitement and pleasure.
It dulled her persistent stuffiness somewhat.
'But leaving it on constantly risks exposure, so hold back in crowds...'
Lee Ha-neul killed the vibe in crowds, then weakly buzzed it in emptier spots to relieve stress bit by bit.
'I'm handling this better than I thought. Maybe keep it on for a bit?'
Repeating the act built her confidence.
Her first taste of naughty mischief made her heart race and body heat up.
She decided to leave it running entirely now. Every passerby spiked the thrill of possible discovery.
-Zzzz 'Uhng! Made it to school like thiiiis...'
By the time she arrived, her panties were soaked beyond control.
She'd planned to play with the rotor only until uni.
But she didn't turn it off. Almost there anyway, so she'd enjoy till the bathroom.
'Gotta change panties in the toilet quick.'
Spare undies and pants in her bag for emergencies.
Remove rotor in stall, swap panties, head to class. Her perfect plan.
But then.
"Huh? You're Lee Ha-neul, right?"
A guy who seemed to recognize her grinned and cut off her path to the bathroom.
Stranger at first, but she quickly clocked his intentions.
She knew guys like this well.
Ones who zeroed in on her face with filthy motives.
Perpetual stressors in her life.
Ugh, why now.
"Yees... that's me... hng...!"
-Zzzz Mid-sentence, a moan slipped out short and sweet.
The rotor had buzzed right against her sweet spot.
"Huh? That sound just now..."
"Ah... i-it's fine...! S-sudden stomachache... anyway, what is it?"
Awkward smile plastered on.
Disaster. Needed to kill the rotor or bolt to the bathroom.
He'd picked up on her weirdness from that odd reaction, now eyeing her way too close.
Hard to fish for the pocket button under that stare...
'G-gotta get outta here...'
She'd been on the edge since arriving at uni.
Felt like a massive accident about to blow right here.
"Hey, any chance I could get your number?"
"Ah... I'm not really into th- hng...... s-sorry... gotta go..."
She apologized and tried to slip past, but the senior blocked her again, grabbing her wrist to hold her back.
"C'mon, favor. Returnee student here, wanna treat freshmen to food later, you get it? Just the number. Can't do that much?"
His "favor" choked the air from her lungs.
She wanted to blow him off outright.
But those words made flat refusal tough.
Good girls don't reject requests easily.
And then,
"You're Lee Ha-jun's sister, right? I'm good friends with Ha-jun. You're like my own lil sis, so just food. No pressure."
Made it even harder.
Rejecting outright might drag oppa down too.
Couldn't just bail carefree.
Had to soft-reject without bruising his ego.
"Senior... really, you don't have to buy me foo-"
-Zzzz. "Uhng! Ahhaa."
But her body was at its limit.
Half-bent at the waist, she flailed against the unending chain of pleasure from below.
Her mind went blank white.
Even shifting one leg felt impossible.
One wrong move and the rotor grazes sensitive—
-Splash! 'N-no.'
Horrifying scene she didn't want to imagine. Risking suspicion, she tried to shut off the rotor.
'Huh?'
Her right wrist was caught in the guy's grip.
"Th-this... let... my hand go... haeut..."
"Y-you, what's wrong? Real stomachache? Nah, looks more like you're..."
The guy sized her up, face flushing at the porn-worthy scene, about to guess—
"Hey. The hell you doing groping my precious junior?"
A heavy voice cut in.
A deep bass that sent chills down the spine just hearing it.
She turned, and there stood Jang Han-sol—188cm of broad, hulking shoulders.