The Academy's Savior
The reason Choi Dayeon was masturbating in front of me while I pretended to sleep was, without a doubt, because she was getting off to me.
Choi Dayeon's Affinity: 47
Choi Dayeon's affinity had gone up. It confirmed what I'd been thinking.
What surprised me was that she was bold enough to use me as masturbation material even though her affinity hadn't broken fifty yet. Romantic feelings only started at fifty. The forties were still just the friendly stage.
Everyone expresses affection differently, though… No need to get hung up on the number.
I ran back through what I knew about Choi Dayeon.
As the third-generation heiress of the Geumhwa Group, she carried a strong sense of entitlement and fretted endlessly over how others saw and judged her. She chased hollow notions of honor and sometimes acted on impulse. She wasn't a playable character, so the information I had on her was thin.
One thing I did know was that she liked dirty jokes. She'd pretend otherwise, but you could catch the corner of her mouth twitching whenever someone dropped one. She didn't care much for dirty jokes aimed at herself, though.
In my experience, people who like dirty jokes usually have a strong sex drive. Meaning they're interested in sex.
I kept my eyes closed and watched Choi Dayeon through my Heavenly Eye.
She'd started out cautious, but as her arousal built, her movements grew bolder. Her legs parted and her hips gave little jolts. Even so, she didn't let a single moan slip free, and her breathing stayed relatively steady. Her hand, though, never stopped. It was moving more fiercely than before.
She's better at this than Lee Si-eun, and I was the one who taught Si-eun… Does she do this a lot?
Then again, once you got a taste for it, masturbation was hard to quit. Back in the real world, I'd been doing it two or three times a day myself until just a few years ago.
Her body went still, as if time itself had stopped. Then her pupils trembled and her hips convulsed.
"…Haa."
She let out the breath she'd been holding. It was a sigh tangled with a dozen different things. The afterglow left her eyes glazed with bliss.
Done already? That was quick. Two possibilities here. Either she was pent up, or the material was just that good.
Could be both.
Either way, now that she'd finished, she'd leave my side. I ran the numbers in my head. If I spoke up now, would I gain more than I lost?
After a moment's thought, I decided to do nothing. Choi Dayeon's affinity was climbing steadily on its own. No reason to gamble.
She reacted differently than I'd expected. Still lost in the afterglow, she didn't get up—she edged even closer. The scent of a woman washed over me.
Don't tell me… she wasn't satisfied?
Her next move was bolder still. Before, she'd only slipped a hand into her pants and fidgeted. This time she shoved both her pants and panties down to her thighs.
Her hand went straight to her sex. Black pubic hair peeked out between her fingers. For all the haughty, pure look of her face, her bush was thick and coarse. Against her pale skin, it looked even darker.
"Hnn… mmp…!"
This round was fiercer than the last. Her index finger battered her swollen clit while her middle finger rubbed along her pink folds, mauling them without mercy. Clear fluid ran down beneath them.
Her toes curled tight. Her hips lifted off the floor, and the middle finger that had been tormenting her folds carefully pushed inside. Even then, Choi Dayeon never took her eyes off my face. Her nose twitched. Just as I was breathing in her scent, she was breathing in mine.
I felt my self-control draining fast under the smell of her. That particular scent of an aroused woman was goading me on.
"Hhk, mmp…! Nnngh…."
Squish. Squish.
I studied her pussy through my Heavenly Eye. Hairy as it was, the shape and color of it were pretty. Her asshole was a clean pink, too.
…She's still got her hymen?
She was fingering herself and yet the membrane was intact. She was carefully controlling the depth so it wouldn't tear. I'd thought she was practiced, but I hadn't imagined she was this good.
Choi Dayeon parted her lips and silently expelled the breath she'd been hoarding. Her fingers sped up. She bit down hard on her damp lower lip.
"Hnn, nnnnnngh…!"
Squish-squish-squish. The fingers plunging into her raised pussy and the droplets of love juice flying every which way were far too vulgar for a third-generation chaebol princess.
Tension seized her whole body. The orgasm she was chasing was about to swallow her from head to toe. I timed it perfectly and snapped both eyes open.
"Hiek?!"
Choi Dayeon let out a bizarre shriek of pure shock. Right on the brink of climax, she yanked her hand away and scrambled to pull her pants up. My palm covered her pussy. It was soaked.
"Ah—don't…!"
Panicking, she thrashed. Her legs kicked every which way and both hands clamped onto my wrist. She was stronger than expected. I poured mana into my body to boost my physical ability.
"You masturbated right next to me and now you're saying don't? This is what you wanted all along, isn't it?"
I swept my palm over her pussy, then carefully pushed my middle finger inside, taking care not to tear the hymen. I'd memorized exactly how she liked it while watching through my Heavenly Eye. The strength drained from the hands gripping my wrist.
"Nngh, haahk, it's coming…! Aaaaah…!"
Being touched by someone else was a completely different dimension of pleasure from doing it yourself.
Squelch, squelch. Love juice overflowed from her pussy.
The orgasm punched straight through her brain. And I didn't stop there. My fingers refused to let her simply ride the afterglow.
I pulled the inserted finger free. At the same time I stimulated her clit and crushed her folds under my hand. Her hypersensitive pussy came a second time from that alone.
"Augh, aaaaaah!"
Her body bucked. Her mouth fell open, a huge cry of ecstasy about to tear free. Looking at her face, reason had already surrendered to rapture. After a brief hesitation, I sealed her mouth with mine.
"Auuuugh, mmmph…."
Choi Dayeon's scream echoed inside my mouth. Her slender arms and legs jerked like a broken machine, then went limp.
Utterly spent, she looked up at me, breathing hard. She stared at my face for a long moment before her wits came back.
"G-get off me right now…!"
Her voice was thick with hostility.
I snorted a laugh. My hand lightly stroked her pussy. Her body flinched.
"You crazy bastard…! Do you have any idea whose body you're touching right now?"
"The body of the pervert who was masturbating to my face right next to me."
"P-pervert…?!"
Choi Dayeon reeled at an insult she'd clearly never heard in her life. The way her mouth hung open in shock was actually pretty cute. And I didn't miss the way her pussy gave a big, involuntary twitch at that exact moment.
She recovered her composure—or rather, pretended to. If she'd really wanted me off her, she could have just shoved me away.
"…Last warning. Get off me. Now."
"And if I don't?"
"I'll scream. Everyone will wake up. Including your mother."
"Then I guess I'll have no choice but to calmly explain everything to them. That Choi Dayeon, the precious jewel of the Geumhwa Group, was fingering her pussy and masturbating right next to me. Want to find out who has more to lose?"
Choi Dayeon's face went rigid. Her eyebrows trembled.
"…What do you want?"
I almost laughed out loud.
I hadn't expected her to fold to a threat that fast. I had zero proof she'd been masturbating beside me. If she screamed right now, everyone would assume I'd been trying to rape her. She held every advantage.
And with Choi Dayeon's abilities, she could break free of my hold without breaking a sweat.
I thought it over, then grinned.
"What I want… you already know, don't you?"
I took my hand off her pussy. My palm was wet. I started undoing the buttons of her pajama top from the bottom up.
Thump-thump.
With even a little focus on my hearing, Choi Dayeon's heartbeat rang out crystal clear.
The top came off, revealing a pair of D-cup breasts. They were D-cups now, but they'd get bigger with time. When my fingers brushed her bra, she bit her lip.
"…Ugh."
A voice thick with resentment. But no further resistance. I pulled the bra down. Her breasts swayed free. Color, shape—everything about them was outstanding. The stiff pink nipples stood as haughty as Choi Dayeon herself.
Her face was a mask of pure humiliation. I wasn't fooled.
Choi Dayeon's Affinity: 49
That slight uptick in affinity told me exactly what she really felt.
I brought my nose to the nape of her neck. A faint scent of sweat. My nose traveled lower, past her collarbone, and stopped at her chest. Softness and warmth pressed against me. I stuck out my tongue and licked one milk-white breast. It was sweet.
"Haah…."
Choi Dayeon's expression cracked. I kept devouring her chest, taking a nipple into my mouth and suckling like a newborn while my hand kneaded the other breast.
After a while my hand drifted downward. Choi Dayeon clamped her thighs shut as if that, at least, she would not allow. Useless. I tugged on her pubic hair and her thighs fell open.
Squish. Squish.
I played with her pussy.
"Hnnngh?! S-stop…!"
Choi Dayeon shoved me away. Shoving me off now? I was still processing the surprise when she hurriedly jammed her feet into the shoes under the sleeping platform. Without even pulling up the pants still bunched at her thighs, she bolted for the bathroom.
…Ah. So that's why she came out here in the first place. She needed to pee.
Ending it here would be a waste. I followed her.
When she saw me come into the bathroom after her, Choi Dayeon's eyes went wide.
"W-why did you follow me in here?"
"I was curious how a third-generation chaebol heiress takes care of business."
The bathroom was spacious—it doubled as a full bath.
"Get out!"
She snapped, sharp and brittle. Looking at her trembling thighs, she was clearly at her limit. I strolled up in front of her and dropped my own pants.
"W-what are you doing?"
"We're in a bathroom, so obviously I'm going to take a piss. Spread your legs. You're not seriously hoping I'll unload on your body, are you?"
When I pulled my cock out, she sucked in a breath. Her pupils churned.
"Y-you're really going to do this? I won't hold you responsible for any of this if you stop right here."
"You're not the one holding the reins. If you don't want rumors spreading that Choi Dayeon of the Geumhwa Group is a masturbation addict, you'll do exactly as I say."
At the threat, she swallowed hard. It wasn't fear. She was getting turned on—though she didn't seem to realize it herself.
"Spread your legs."
"…Just this once. This once only."
She opened her legs wide. Her pussy and the toilet bowl came into view. Instinct, maybe—she kept her back ramrod straight, presenting her pussy to me.
"You're dying to go. Don't hold it in. Just do it."
"Kh…."
Choi Dayeon glared at me. Her body obeyed anyway. A stream of urine burst from her pussy and splashed into the bowl. Ssssshhhh. The stream went on for quite a while. She'd been holding it a long time.
A stream of piss jetted from my own tip as well. Choi Dayeon's gaze locked onto my cock and wouldn't let go. The two streams crossed in midair.
A mischievous impulse took me.
I grabbed my cock and adjusted the angle. My piss landed on her pussy.
"W-what the hell are you doing?!"
"Shut up and stay still, toilet girl."
"T-toilet?!"
I ignored her shock and let the stream climb from her pussy up over her lower belly, fouling her body.
Choi Dayeon trembled with humiliation.
Her pussy trembled too. Whether that was from the humiliation—well, only she would know.