Chapter 126
Snap! With a sharp crack, Han Yaseong's head whipped to the side. Choi Yujin had delivered a stinging slap across his cheek.
Han Yaseong had been in the heat of the moment, his mouth just about to latch onto Choi Yujin's massive, plump tits, when the slap hit. He blinked in stunned confusion. What the hell is this situation? He had no idea why she'd suddenly struck him. The feral intensity that had gripped him evaporated in an instant. Caught off guard by the slap, he reverted back to his usual self.
"Hey, why'd you hit me?"
"Take one first."
Choi Yujin panted heavily as she propped herself up on her elbows. Her enormous breasts jiggled with the movement. Now that her mind had settled, Han Yaseong no longer seemed so intimidating. No, he'd returned to his normal state, shedding that wolf-like predatory aura.
She scowled at his dumbfounded expression.
"Do you know why I slapped you just now?"
"No idea. Why'd you hit me out of nowhere?"
Just moments ago, she'd been trembling like a female slave, her pussy spread wide open while she shielded her voluptuous breasts with her arms. But now she was back to her queenly demeanor. Women were impossible to pin down—they shifted every second. How was anyone supposed to keep up? And Choi Yujin was even more extreme. She was truly a handful of a senior.
"You fucked Euna here, right?"
"Huh? ...Yeah."
"Then you should've at least changed the sheets. They reek of Euna's perfume."
"Oh..."
He'd forgotten to change them. He'd been so busy since yesterday. He'd meant to, but laziness got the better of him. Apparently, Euna's perfume and the scent of her pussy had soaked into the bedsheets.
"That's basic courtesy. At the very least, change the sheets before eating me. What, you gonna serve me up in someone else's rice bowl?"
"Sorry. I meant to, but I forgot..."
Han Yaseong let out a sigh. Why does nothing go right...? He'd thought he was finally getting it together, only for it all to fall apart again. She was probably going to shut it down now. Choi Yujin was so damn hard to handle. Euna would've just gone with the flow...
His fully erect cock wilted at the thought that it was over. Choi Yujin caught sight of it and stifled a laugh inwardly. Yeah, this is what you like more. This was the side of him she'd fallen for. The savage wolf vibe from earlier wasn't bad, but it wasn't her type. That possessive intensity suited someone like Junya— the kind Euna went for, the ones with twisted tastes who got off on bad boys.
Choi Yujin hated romance novels with rape fantasies, and she sure as hell didn't enjoy being overpowered unilaterally. A bit of obsession or possessiveness was fine, but treating a woman like a slave and just taking her? No thanks.
"Should I... change the sheets now?"
Han Yaseong mumbled cautiously, still eager to get back to it.
"Nah. Let's just do it today and change them next time."
Choi Yujin lay back down, her breasts bouncing as she settled onto the bed. Her mind was at ease now. The tension in her body had melted away. Earlier, it had felt like she was about to get raped. But now things were back to normal, so her body and mind were relaxed enough that she actually wanted sex.
Han Yaseong was utterly baffled. If you're gonna do it anyway, why slap me...? He couldn't fathom Choi Yujin's feelings. Or maybe ignorance was bliss—he'd never understood her from the start. Euna seemed like someone he could do whatever with, but Choi Yujin was off-limits like that.
"So... can I?"
"Yeah. Be gentle. No bruises."
"Got it."
With permission granted, Han Yaseong finally draped himself over her naked body, cupping her massive tits in both hands and gently sucking on her nipples. Slurp, smack... Even that, he had to do while watching her reactions. He couldn't suck hard.
Choi Yujin relaxed as she watched him nurse at her breasts like a puppy. This dynamic was perfect. It was the only way it'd last. She always had to stay on top. Han Yaseong had admitted it before—he wanted to prove his existence, especially by conquering lots of women. There was some deep resentment driving him.
If he ever gained the upper hand over her in that scenario, she'd end up sidelined later. Men lose interest in women beneath them and go hunting for better ones. The moment a woman submits, she's disposable. That's why elite men date celebrities and models but toss them aside easily—they're a dime a dozen, always groveling before that upper-class status.
To protect her value, a woman had to show she wasn't easy. That was the key to avoiding neglect or abandonment. Choi Yujin was already shocked that Han Yaseong had risen to that level. She'd figured it'd take two or three years, but in less than two months, he was threatening her position. This guy was destined for the elite. He'd conquer woman after woman, proving his worth just like he wanted.
And maybe she'd end up just one of the crowd. The thought filled Choi Yujin with melancholy. They'd definitely break up someday. If he stopped liking her, or if too many other women piled up, they'd naturally drift apart. It made her sad, but also proud. She smiled faintly. Just two months ago, he'd been a virgin who'd never touched a woman, and now he was evolving into a man who could play the field with countless others.
Euna was a prime example. She had high standards and didn't sleep around, yet she'd given herself to Han Yaseong so easily. Euna was already hooked, while Choi Yujin was playing hard to get—teasing capture without fully committing. If she let him catch her completely, he'd discard her. She had to stay just out of reach forever. An elusive prize he could almost grasp.
Slurp, smack... While Choi Yujin wrestled with these complicated thoughts, Han Yaseong kept sucking on her hefty breasts, hands full. But he was too busy gauging her mood to do it properly. He'd just smack a few light kisses on one breast and nipple before switching to the other. No bold sucking, thanks to watching her every reaction.
And Choi Yujin wasn't responding much while he nursed—lost in her own thoughts, probably about Euna. He couldn't tell what was on her mind, which left him frustrated and curious. Unable to focus on sex, his cock was only half-hard, not fully erect.
After sucking on her tits for a good while, Han Yaseong smacked his lips and sat up.
"Um, if you don't wanna, should we do it next time?"
"Huh? What?"
Choi Yujin snapped out of her reverie.
"Do what?"
"If you're not in the mood now, let's do it later..."
"Why? You don't wanna?"
"No, I do... but it feels like you don't..."
"Didn't you say you'd force me even if I didn't want to?"
"Well, still..."
Han Yaseong pouted and averted his eyes. That puppy-like vibe from before peeked through, and Choi Yujin felt even more at ease. This was the Han Yaseong she loved. The savage wolf version was thrilling in body and soul, but not her ideal.
"If we skip today, it'll be after school starts, you know?"
"Oh..."
That was too far off. He needed to do it now... Han Yaseong considered just going for it, but the old breakwater incident flashed in his mind, making him hold back. Even if he was horny, sex wasn't fun if she wasn't into it. Like with Euna yesterday, it had to be mutual horniness for the real thrill. One-sided excitement didn't cut it—in fact, it just pissed the other person off more. That's why date rape or spousal rape existed. Forcing it when they hated it made it rape.
So he wasn't really in the mood anymore. But then Choi Yujin's hand wrapped around his softened cock. A few strokes, and the damn thing swelled up shamelessly, hard as ever.
"I was just lost in thought for a bit. Wondering what to do if you keep flipping between these split personalities."
"Split personality?"
"Yeah. You looked like a total rapist earlier. Didn't even notice?"
"No, that was just... like in the comics..."
"Dude, that's the kinda shit Euna likes. Not me. You crazy? Enjoying getting raped by a guy?"
"R-Right?"
Han Yaseong nodded in agreement. Yeah, Euna was the weird one. Yujin was normal. Even a boyfriend or husband raping her would suck, so for a near-boyfriend like him to pull that? She'd hate it even more.
"No matter how rich, handsome, or cool a guy is, rape is a no-go. Girls like Euna are the freaks. Twisted kinks."
Even as she said it, her hand kept kneading his cock like she was raping it. Han Yaseong apologized, dick in her grip.
"Sorry. Guess Euna popped into my head."
"I didn't hate it, but I prefer this side of you. The wild, forceful stuff? Not my thing."
"You good now?"
"Yeah. See? I'm even jerking you off."
A few more strokes and it was fully erect, throbbing huge. Han Yaseong sighed. Pathetic dick... swells up the second she touches it.