Chapter 55
That was Han Yaseong's honest true feelings.
But Choi Yujin clucked her tongue in frustration.
"Just tell me you won't meet me, then sneak around later. You're really something else."
"That would be lying to you, sunbae. I don't like that."
"Look at you, all high and mighty. So sneaking around is a no-go, huh? Meaning you'll do it right out in the open?"
"......"
Even Han Yaseong couldn't quite explain it himself. That's why he felt a bit abnormal. Normal guys wouldn't act like this. He knew something was off deep down.
"Whatever. Wild One, just tell me who you did it with—that's all I need."
Choi Yujin decided not to press him further on that. Instead, she turned back to her own issue.
"You really hate the idea of me seeing other guys?"
"Yes."
"What part do you hate?"
"...I hate the thought of another guy touching your body, sunbae."
"You want to be the only one touching me?"
"Yeah. Imagining some other guy touching you like I do... it's horrifying. And besides..."
Han Yaseong hesitated, unable to speak for a moment. It was just too raw, too embarrassing to say to Choi Yujin.
"What? Spit it out."
She kept prodding, and finally, he managed to answer.
"I hate the idea of... some other guy cumming inside you..."
"......"
"It's so gross... I want to be the only one..."
Han Yaseong laid bare his true heart. Exactly that— he couldn't stand the thought of another man ejaculating inside his sunbae Choi Yujin. He wanted to be the only one. He didn't want to stick his dick in a place where some other bastard had cum, and he sure as hell didn't want another guy's load mixing with his own.
If it came to that, they'd be better off breaking up. He had no desire to let some stranger's semen soil his.
"So you're just like other guys after all, in this way."
Choi Yujin let out a light sigh. She wasn't some slut who would let two men's cum inside her pussy anyway. Unless she was raped against her will, that would never happen. Still, seeing Han Yaseong's possessiveness flare up felt kinda nice. If he'd said he didn't care if she saw other guys, she'd have been disappointed. A guy who didn't mind another man creampieing his girl? That was messed up. Only players acted like that.
Real players slept around a lot themselves but didn't give a damn if the girls they'd fucked slept with someone else. They had no possessiveness to begin with. They wouldn't stop a girl from coming or cling to one who was leaving, and they never cared who their exes fucked next.
But Han Yaseong was different. He wouldn't block a girl from approaching, but he clung hard to the ones who tried to leave. In a way, it was like a kid being greedy—refusing to let go of the toy in his hand while eyeing new ones. Pure male instinct, you could say. Like ancient kings hoarding women in their palaces, keeping them all to themselves.
That's what Han Yaseong wanted right now—a taste of kingly privilege. Probably because he was still young and clueless about women. He had no idea how messy and annoying it got with too many girls around.
"Fine. I won't see anyone else. Happy now?"
"Yes..."
Han Yaseong felt great having achieved his goal. From now on, only he would have Choi Yujin sunbae. He didn't know for how long, but at least for a while, she was his. His satisfaction showed plainly on his face.
Seeing that, Choi Yujin took a sip of beer and teased him.
"Feels good, huh? Me not seeing other guys?"
"......"
Han Yaseong just gauged her mood. Best not to answer in moments like this.
But truthfully, Choi Yujin was the one feeling pleased. She liked that he'd shown such possessiveness. Even if it was just over her body, that's what love was about anyway. Indifference was worse than obsession in a relationship.
Choi Yujin figured his clinginess came from his parents. Abandoned in total neglect, he'd developed this intense possessiveness toward anyone who showed him attention. No relationship, total indifference; but once connected, he latched on hard.
Han Yaseong definitely had affection issues. Denied parental love, he sought out people he could love and be loved by in droves. She felt a bit sorry for him, but seeing his bright expression made her smile. Ever since she'd promised not to see other guys, a grin had lit up his face. He was clearly thrilled.
It was so damn cute, she wanted to shower him with affection—like a kid excitedly trailing after his mom at the market. His childlike joy put her at ease. Like having a little son, or a baby brother. That's why she kept seeing him. Being together relaxed her, made her laugh.
Han Yaseong stood out from other guys. No arrogance, no pointless pride. Not servile, not bootlicking. No groveling or puffed-up shoulders. Just pure innocence mixed with a touch of desire—like a kid.
That's why Choi Yujin felt like teasing him a bit.
"Pull out your dick."
"Huh?"
Out of nowhere, demanding he whip it out—Han Yaseong was baffled. Had he misheard? But no, she meant it.
"I said pull it out. It's my dick. I have ownership rights over it."
"No, what the..."
"You have claim over my body, so naturally your dick belongs to me too, right?"
"Well..."
It kinda made sense, but yanking it out mid-sushi? Way too weird. Probably just her joking around. She did that sometimes.
But Choi Yujin wasn't kidding. She scooted close, unzipped his shorts, slipped her hand into his panties, and pulled it out.
Han Yaseong panicked as she exposed him.
"Hey, wait a sec..."
"Hold still. I'll suck it once."
Something must've put her in a good mood. She seemed a little buzzed.
Soon, Han Yaseong felt his dick enveloped in warmth. She gripped it and took it into her mouth. It hardened massively in seconds. Her tongue swirling around it felt amazing. He was already on the verge.
But suddenly, she pulled off and stopped.
Han Yaseong freaked out.
"What? Why?"
"I said once. I've sucked it plenty. Done now."
"No, come on..."
He looked like he might cry. Teasing him with just a few sucks was torture. Better if she'd never started. His erection bobbed lonely in the open zipper, slick with her saliva and glistening.
"Heehee."
Choi Yujin giggled and went back to her seat. That's why she kept seeing him—his innocent, adorable side. He never whined or threw tantrums, just took whatever she dished out and pouted cutely. Like a puppy. But in bed, he turned ferocious, pounding her like she was his prey. Han Yaseong had both sides perfectly.
If he only had one or the other, she wouldn't stick around. But the combo—innocence for her heart, ferocity for her body—had her hooked.
Finally, she'd made up her mind after all that agonizing. This comfy setup was perfect. Not quite boyfriend material, but too good to dump. Whatever happened later, for now, she wanted this easy vibe.
Seeing no more sucking was coming, Han Yaseong pouted as he stuffed his aroused-then-deflated dick back into his panties. Choi Yujin laughed again, lightening the somewhat tense mood into something warm and playful.
Influenced by it, Han Yaseong shot back in revenge.
"Later, I'm gonna go all out."
"Huh? What?"
"Till morning. Gonna make you cry."
"......"
Choi Yujin smacked her lips, tensing up. She'd poked the bear too hard. Looking at his frustrated expression, she knew she'd suffer tonight. Yesterday was intense enough, and today... Her pussy clenched at the thought, the split flesh throbbing. Make her cry? Sleep was off the table.
Strangely excited, she scratched her head—then suddenly yelled out.