Chapter 144
“Don't sniff my ass like that, Yaseong! It tickles!”
“Yep.”
And with that, he pressed his mouth right against her anus and sucked.
Slurrrrrp!
“Aaaah!”
Choi Yujin shuddered violently, her ass quivering as she gripped his cock in her hand.
It was a whole new world. Getting rimmed like that.
Now she felt like she'd be disappointed if he didn't do it anymore.
The pleasure was insane. It felt like her very soul was being sucked out.
Choi Yujin moaned almost tearfully as he kept rimming her, then dove back onto his cock and sucked away.
The room echoed with nothing but wet slurps and smacks.
Meanwhile, the gamjatang on the gas stove in the living room bubbled furiously and overflowed.
“Delicious. Dig in.”
“Yeah.”
They sat at the table with the pot in the center, slurping down the gamjatang.
Han Yaseong gnawed greedily on a bone in his hand. It had been ages since he'd had meat, and it hit just right.
After forty-five days in that other world surviving on canned goods, ramen, and junk, this gamjatang meat was pure heaven.
Han Yaseong was already on his third bone.
Choi Yujin shook her head faintly, watching him devour the bones like a man possessed.
She'd bought him samgyetang just yesterday, yet here he was scarfing them down like he'd never tasted meat before.
After gorging on chicken last night, did he really crave pork bones today? Sure, cravings happen, but not like this—like a starving beast who'd gone years without a bite.
There was some unsolved mystery about Yaseong.
Choi Yujin sighed, shaking her head as she glanced down at herself. She was only wearing her top, pants and panties discarded.
They'd gone straight from oral in the bedroom to the table like this.
Her pussy lips glistened, so she grabbed a tissue and wiped the slit.
Maybe it was all the cum he'd force-fed her, but she had zero appetite.
They'd been deep in a 69, sucking each other's cocks furiously, when Han Yaseong felt his climax building. He got up, laid her down, shoved his dick in her mouth, and unloaded.
Caught off guard on her back, Choi Yujin reflexively opened wide and swallowed the spurts from his cock.
Han Yaseong pressed the tip right against Senior Choi Yujin's lips, jerking himself off with his hand to milk out every drop.
It wasn't him cumming while she sucked—no, he was straight-up masturbating into her mouth.
It was too raw, too stimulating. Watching his cum shoot from his cock like spit straight down her throat into her mouth gave that perverse rush.
It felt like a celebration of his return to the living.
Han Yaseong was finally getting his reward for all the hardship in that other world.
Choi Yujin, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, just lying there with her mouth open, gulping down the flood from his dick.
Never in her life had anything like this happened. She'd swallowed during oral when the mood struck, but never been fed like this, so blatantly.
Yaseong was making her eat his cum. Like she was guzzling piss from a guest—like some whore taking a customer's load.
It pissed her off bad, but she let it slide for now. Revenge could wait.
She even toyed with the idea of sitting on his face and pissing right in his mouth.
But she chickened out, scared he might actually drink it.
They'd fucked plenty yesterday, but Yaseong was still ravenous with lust.
She had time to plot her payback.
“Why aren't you eating? Have more.”
Han Yaseong fished out his sixth pork bone from the pot and tore into it with gusto.
Choi Yujin was baffled. The pile of stripped bones on her plate was nauseating just to look at.
She couldn't hold back anymore.
“What the hell have you been up to since yesterday?”
“Told you, I went to the mountains.”
“Yeah, so how'd you go? How do you end up like this after just one day?”
“Ah, well... it was rough. All day long.”
Han Yaseong flashed an innocent grin, playing dumb.
Senior Choi Yujin must sense something. A day for her wasn't a day for him.
She had to feel it, or she wouldn't ask.
But he couldn't tell her straight.
She probably couldn't guess about that other world. Wait—no, he'd dropped hints on the uninhabited island.
“That portal thing. The one you mentioned on the island.”
“!”
Han Yaseong startled but kept cool. He'd been burned once with Senior Euna, so he had some immunity now.
“Portal?”
“Yeah. Is there something like that?”
No way, right? That was her face. She asked but didn't buy it.
Who'd believe in portals without seeing one? Without hopping through to another planet yourself?
That just made Han Yaseong want to tease more.
“Spot on. How'd you know? That I have my own personal portal? Can't fool you, huh, Senior Yujin.”
He chomped his pork bone casually.
Senior Euna had brought up portals too but hadn't questioned their existence—just guessed superpowers or something.
Same with Yujin. She mentioned portals but suspected something else.
“Cut the crap... I don't buy portals. That's impossible. But there's something. What, you into feng shui or something?”
“Huh?”
Feng shui out of nowhere? Han Yaseong paused mid-bite, staring blankly. Was she talking sorcery?
Choi Yujin waved it off, embarrassed.
“No, I mean... you mentioned portals, so I thought maybe you sense land or whatever. Famous feng shui masters know what's underground, right? You didn't find those gems by luck. No way that's just chance.”
“Hmm...”
She was suspicious. Of some special ability...
Senior Euna too. Women seemed to crave Superman types. Clark Kent with glasses normally, invincible Superman in crisis.
A guy with special powers.
Made sense why Seniors Euna and Yujin spread for him.
Without powers, they'd never let him near their pussies. Not even a peek.
Like all the ordinary guys who died without ever seeing Choi Yujin or Euna's pussies. He'd be the same.
Han Yaseong felt a twinge of bitterness.
Women didn't go for plain guys.
Pre-portal him proved it—no one liked him.
After finding the portal in the attic, roaming that other world, he got Choi Yujin's pussy. And half of Euna's too.
Plain? He'd never have tasted them.
But looking at Choi Yujin's pretty face, it was inevitable.
If she were ugly, would he have gone for her? Hell no.
He was plain but always aimed high. Only top-tier girls got his eye; average ones? Invisible.
Everyone was like that. Plain folks chasing stunning women and elite men.
Him too—plain but scorning plain partners.
Then later, no options, so they lower standards for someone equally plain.
That was the world's way.
Only now did Han Yaseong realize he was special.
“Guess I'm special now too.”
“Huh?”
“Just... if I were really plain, I never would've met you, Senior Yujin.”
“Duh. At first, I couldn't figure why you'd hooked up. Now I get it. You've got something. That special thing you just mentioned.”
“When'd you figure it out?”
“When you fucked Euna. She's no pushover. Lived without guys forever—only a truly special man could touch her. Even my ex, Seo Taeha, couldn't when we all hung at the villa. Nothing happened. But you touched her. Euna. So yeah, special. Not ordinary, not even regular special—Euna's untouchable for most. But you did it. She loved it. Convinced me you've got something. Honestly wanna pry, but holding back. You'd dodge anyway. Figure it's your secret, so I don't dig. Just guessing.”
“You'll find out eventually.”
Not now. Felt like flashing his cards at the poker table.
The portal was his ace in the hole. Hide it forever.
When he was a 100-trillion-won tycoon, then he'd spill.