Chapter 125
That's because it elevates one's own value and skyrockets their self-esteem. Choi Yujin was in exactly that state right now, frozen in place and unable to even approach the front door. She knew Han Yaseong would snatch her up before she made it out, dragging her straight back to the bedroom. Yaseong's eyes burned with a serene yet overwhelming hunger—an intense desire laced with fierce possessiveness. Trying to leave now would only lead to something even rougher. Staring into those eyes, Yujin had a sinking feeling she'd be utterly devoured tonight.
"Do you have any idea how hard I've trained all this time? I went through absolute hell just to earn that one free use pass. But you left me behind for your Europe trip anyway. Didn't even give me a single go while you were packing... So I ended up doing it with Euna-sunbae. Honestly, if you'd hooked up with me before leaving, I never would've touched Euna-sunbae. But you ditched me without relief, leaving me backed up to the brim—that's why it happened. If you wanna blame someone, blame your own fickle whims. I'm not sitting back anymore."
With that, he stripped off his shirt, and Yujin could only gape in shock. Yaseong's upper body was a monster of muscle—verging on equine power. No, it looked more like the raw, predatory build of a panther or a sleek black puma. She'd heard from Euna that his body had improved, but seeing it up close hit different. He'd clearly trained like a demon. This was worlds apart from the guy she'd seen at the waterpark two months ago. His shoulders were massively broad and rock-solid, his pecs thick and defined, his arms angular and veined, and his abs carved sharp as a washboard. It must've taken two months of grueling agony to sculpt something like this.
She stepped closer, running her hands over it. So tough yet supple—pure, unyielding firmness. Tears welled up in Yujin's eyes from sheer awe.
"Yaseong... you really went all out, didn't you..."
The alienation melted away like snow in spring. She'd promised him a free use pass if he built horse-like muscles through hardcore training—and he'd delivered. Her pride crumbled before that effort. She wanted to give this guy anything, everything. Hooking up with Euna wasn't a betrayal; that was just her misconception. All Yaseong had done was honor their deal and grind in the gym. If anyone owed an apology, it was her. No wonder he'd gone all out with Euna—it was only natural after she'd bailed for Europe without so much as a farewell fuck. She could imagine how disappointed and down he'd felt.
Only now did her heart fully unwind. Smiling, Yujin wrapped her arms around the neck of her newly jacked-up Yaseong and played the magnanimous one.
"Phew, fine. I'll give you one free use pass tonight."
"Huh? For real?"
Yujin-sunbae had flipped in an instant, handing over the pass just like that. Women's emotions were truly unpredictable. She'd been ready to bolt moments ago, and now this. Even with his sharpened senses, Yaseong couldn't fathom it. Women's hearts seemed like an eternal mystery.
"Until midnight. Gotta be home by then—can't risk another sleepover right after the trip or Dad might chew me out."
"Got it. That's plenty."
Six hours till midnight. More than enough time. He could blow at least three loads, hitting every spot. Her mouth, her pussy... maybe even her ass. Time to fill every hole.
Yujin sighed as she watched the massive bulge straining against Yaseong's pants, his excitement throbbing visibly.
I'm losing my mind. This wasn't the plan...
She'd fallen into his pattern again. Tonight was gonna be brutal—especially with the free pass in play. But honestly, this was better. No more gloom. If he'd just stormed out, she'd have been devastated. Now? A thrill bubbled up instead. Rougher than what he'd done with Euna yesterday, no doubt.
Sure enough, Yaseong grabbed her hand and hauled her into the bedroom in seconds flat. He shoved Yujin-sunbae onto the bed, yanked off her skirt and panties in one go, and spread her pussy wide.
Her slit was already puffy and slick, glistening with arousal.
"Whoa...!"
Yaseong's awed stare at her dripping folds made Yujin squeeze her eyes shut in mortification. Having her skirt and panties stripped away, exposing her bare pussy like that—it was unbearable humiliation. Yet she couldn't resist. Her body trembled, strength draining away. It felt like she'd been seized by a stranger—or a vicious criminal—right on the brink of rape. Psychologically crushed, resistance was impossible.
She'd seen it on a show once: women captured by serial rapists were so mentally shattered they couldn't fight back even as it happened outright. Their bodies and minds froze in terror, submitting like prey to a predator. And now, that's exactly how she felt.
Yujin realized she'd been deluded all along.
He's the one who's got me...
She'd thought she had Han Yaseong under her thumb. She'd seduced him, fucked him—so she could meet up, break off, or ghost whenever she pleased. The waterpark chat had chipped at that a bit with the call girl fiasco, but she'd clung to the illusion of control. That's why she'd ditched him for Europe on a whim. Sex? She could always come back for more. Deep down, she'd felt secure. Even told him to hook up with others if he wanted—expecting it'd be tough for him.
But that assumption shattered. Yaseong had boldly bedded Euna like it was nothing, as if he could have any woman he desired. Sure, no penetration, but he'd done everything else possible. It even made her side-eye Euna for giving in so easily. Was it the thrill of stealing a friend's guy? Women loved that rush—plenty cheated with married men for the superiority kick. She'd suspected Euna might be the same.
But no. Yaseong had transcended that. Euna hadn't fallen for him as a "friend's boyfriend"—she'd succumbed to Yaseong himself. He exuded an irresistible, masculine magnetism no woman could deny.
Yujin felt his true nature now.
I awakened this...
She'd thought she'd molded ordinary Han Yaseong into this powerhouse. But no—she was the one ensnared. He overwhelmed her completely, radiating potent male pheromones from his beastly strength. In all her hookups, no man had ever dominated her like this. This wasn't the mild Yaseong she once knew. What had she unleashed to change him so profoundly?
That's why, even with her skirt gone, panties off, thighs splayed, and pussy on full display, she couldn't cover herself.
Yujin couldn't grasp how the tables had turned so completely.
"Gulp..."
Yaseong stared at her spread pussy for a long moment, hands pinning her open, before swallowing hard and fumbling off his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, massively swollen in full erection. Twenty days since he'd last seen—or in that other world's terms, months since—her pretty, slutty pussy. How could he not be raging hard? He ripped off her top and bra too, stripping her bare.
"Ahng..."
Now fully nude, Yujin barely managed to shield her full breasts with her arms. The overflowing sideboob only stoked Yaseong's lust further. He planned to ravage her naked body all night, savoring every inch. His throbbing dick twitched violently in anticipation, like a tyrant demanding tribute.
Too embarrassed, Yujin clamped her eyes shut and turned her head aside—then sniffed. Euna's perfume lingered on the bedsheets.
Ah, so they did it here last night...
That scent snapped her shrinking spirit back to life. Irritation flared, and her overwhelmed body regained some fight. As Yaseong lunged, prying her arms from her chest to grope her tits and suck her nipples, Yujin's right hand twitched into motion.