Chapter 24
It was the kind of endowment you'd expect on a muscle-bound hunk, yet there it was, attached to Hanyaseong. Hell, even a jacked bodybuilder would be hard-pressed to boast something like this. No regimen of training or workouts could forge such flawless shape and unyielding hardness. Choi Yujin felt a deep satisfaction, like she'd struck pure gold. Eager for even more, she rubbed it gently with her hand, nuzzling it softly.
"Ngh..."
Hanyaseong twisted at the faint stimulation. It was worlds apart from when he touched himself. Every stroke of Senior Choi Yujin's soft palm up and down sent shivers racing up his spine.
She noticed his reaction, her cheeks flushing faintly as she kept rubbing and asked, "You've never been with a girl before?"
"......Yeah."
Somehow embarrassed, he barely managed the reply.
"This is your first time even with something like this?"
"......Yeah."
Mortified, Hanyaseong hung his head. But that answer oddly reassured Choi Yujin. Everything was a first for him—seeing it, touching it... A strange satisfaction bloomed in her. She wanted to give him even more pleasure.
"Does this feel good?"
She rubbed harder, and Hanyaseong thought he'd lose his mind.
"Ngh... Yeah..."
His whole body writhed. Her palm grazed the sensitive tip just enough to drive him insane. He was on the verge of exploding, but it wasn't quite there—no finishing blow. Just a little more intensity, and all that pent-up cum would burst free.
Choi Yujin smiled at his reactions. So innocent. On the edge from just a handjob... She figured it was fine to let him finish like this. Between senior and junior, it could happen—nothing too out there.
But she wasn't satisfied. The intense masculine scent wafting from his cock, the heat and firmness pulsing in her hand—it was arousing her. Her body screamed to take it in her mouth and suck. But she couldn't bring herself to go that far. Sucking off a junior guy? Way too embarrassing.
Yet even constant rubbing wouldn't make him cum. It throbbed like a living thing, demanding more—craving her mouth and tongue.
Choi Yujin hesitated. Could she really suck it? What if problems arose later? Worried, she needed his firm promise.
"Today's thing... you can keep it secret?"
"Huh? ......Yeah."
Hanyaseong gazed at her with a weary face. She kept stroking as she continued.
"If you tell anyone, I can't even go to school anymore."
"I won't say a word."
No way he'd blab. Loose-lipped guys might brag to friends or online, but not him. For his own sake—and hers—he'd take it to the grave.
Choi Yujin read the sincerity in his eyes. He seemed ordinary at first glance, but his resolve ran deep. He wouldn't boast about this.
She had good reason for her worry. Her ex always spilled bedroom details to his buddies. She'd found out late, through his friends' girlfriends. Guys shared everything—positions, techniques, body critiques—like bar snacks over drinks. They didn't film it, but close enough.
Shocked, she'd dumped him on the spot. How could he tell friends about sex with his girlfriend? Apparently, all men did. Bragging "I fucked so-and-so" even outside drinking sessions.
She'd half-accepted it eventually, but swore off blabbermouths since. So she'd fretted Hanyaseong might spill later—but his firm denial eased her. No more distractions; she could focus.
"Good. In exchange for your silence, I'll do this."
She gripped his throbbing cock in one hand, leaned down, parted her lips, and sucked.
It only took a dozen bobs before he came hard.
"You can stop now..."
Choi Yujin felt like this innocent kid was toying with her. She'd been playing with him, yet it felt reversed. She'd planned to refuse if he begged for more, but his casual dismissal left her wanting.
Hanyaseong had vented his urge once, but she'd only stroked and sucked—her own desires untouched. Her soaked slit ached, begging for that hard cock inside.
She sighed, still holding it.
Did she really need full sex? They weren't even dating. That nagged at her. Curious about his thoughts, she asked, "What do you think of this?"
"Huh? What about..."
"What do you think of this situation?"
"......"
Hanyaseong froze, speechless. What did he think? Senior Choi Yujin gripped his erect cock, still fondling it like it was hers. She'd even sucked him off to completion—and swallowed every drop. Thinking about it dizzied him. How could he even describe this?
He just shook his head, unable to reply properly.
"I, uh..."
"Yeah, what do you think?"
Still kneading his cock, she wanted him to say he wanted to fuck. She'd do it then. Sex was all that remained.
But his answer blindsided her.
"Um... if you regret it, we can pretend it never happened..."
"......Huh?"
Choi Yujin went speechless. Her stroking hand paused. Did he think she'd regret it—and that's why he didn't want to go further?
She was confused too. Why overthink when she could just do it? Probably his first time—inexperience, no relationship, junior status—all piling up to halt at the final line.
It was her first time in this spot too. She was flustered. So was he, obviously.
She dropped the games.
"Okay, one question. Do you want to do it with me?"
"Huh?"
"If you want to with me, we will. If not, I won't either."
She kneaded it while handing him the choice. Whatever he decided.
Regaining her composure, she stroked leisurely, like your call.
Hanyaseong swallowed hard as the decision landed on him. She meant it—if he wanted, she'd let him. An incredible chance, pure bliss.
But her true feelings? Did she crave him, or was this pity from the mood? He needed to know. His choice came after.
"I have a question too."
"Huh? What?"
"Do you want to do it with me?"
"!"
It hit her like a sucker punch. He'd lobbed her question right back—a perfect counter. This kid wasn't ordinary. She couldn't hide her surprise; she'd pegged him as purely naive.
"You... are you really that innocent?"
A flicker of annoyance tightened her grip. Hanyaseong jolted at the firmer hold but pressed on, steeling himself to decide.
"I want to do it with you. But if you don't... I won't."
"!"
Another blow to the back of her head. So purely considerate—not testing her, just seeking her true will. Even in this heat, no forcing it. Realization hit; emotion surged, tears streaming down her cheeks like a purifying wave.
No man had ever shown her such genuine care.
"Uh, w-wait..."
Hanyaseong panicked as she suddenly cried, fidgeting awkwardly. Why the tears? Had he messed up? Women's hearts were a total mystery.