Chapter 70
“Don’t stick your tongue in.”
“I’ll do more for you.”
“That’s enough now. I feel better.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Choi Yujin had felt plenty good, so she rolled her hips to the side. Having her pussy and asshole thoroughly licked had settled her mind. It was becoming a habit. Now, she even liked it when Han Yaseong rimmed her.
A noble lady’s maid was still a maid. And Choi Yujin had come to feel a sense of superiority from having Han Yaseong lick her asshole.
Han Yaseong, on the other hand, felt no superiority at all while rimming Choi Yujin. He’d only done it like a criminal begging forgiveness, so there was no thrill of victory.
Choi Yujin pulled out some tissues and wiped her pussy and asshole clean of Han Yaseong’s saliva before sliding into the driver’s seat. She glanced over, and his dick was only half-dead. Sensing his deflated spirits made her feel even more at ease.
Relationships between men and women were ever-changing—no matter how good things were, they could end at any moment. Couples broke up by the thousands every day. Some fought and split, others grew bored, some misunderstood each other, and some found someone new. That was the uncertainty of being lovers.
Choi Yujin was tuning things right now.
Han Yaseong, meanwhile, was still watching her carefully. He had no experience with relationships, so he didn’t know what to do. But he could clearly read Senior Choi Yujin’s emotional state. Things had been dangerous just moments ago. He’d felt her emotions turn cold.
It reminded him of his mother from the past—always looking at him with that icy gaze. He’d been anxious feeling that same chill from his senior for a split second.
He had to give his all when dealing with her. Treat her half-heartedly, and they’d break up for sure. That’s what he’d learned.
I’ll have to be more careful from now on. Senior Choi Yujin wasn’t a fish already caught. She was one that could slip away anytime. He had to feed her with care and shower her with attention constantly. Otherwise, she’d run off to another guy—just like she had, fleeing the great Seo Tae-ha to come to him.
Choi Yujin slipped her panties and shorts back on, then eyed Han Yaseong’s dick. It looked a little pitiful, drooping there all alone. Maybe it was time to forgive him. She reached out, grasped the wilted shaft, and looked at him.
“I hate it when you treat me carelessly. If you do that again, like before, I won’t forgive you.”
“I’m sorry...”
“Did you get disappointed because I was the horny one? Even if so, you can’t just go all blank like that. How would you feel if you were horny for me and I just lay there, legs spread, acting all indifferent?”
“......”
“That’s why couples break up. They get indifferent during sex. The excitement fades, it turns into an obligation, hearts drift, and boom—they’re done. But you got there after just two days. You used to get hard just looking at my body.”
“I just panicked out of nowhere. I wasn’t ready at all... It won’t happen again.”
“I know what kind of personality you have. You wouldn’t even grieve if someone you knew died. But you can’t do that with me. I have to be special to you. Just like you’ve become special to me, Yaseong. Women use a lack of feeling during sex as an excuse to break up. I’m the same. I like you when you’re horny for me—not when you’re indifferent. Got it?”
“Yes...”
It seemed that way. Every time he got aroused, Senior Choi Yujin would play along reluctantly, offering her body. He’d loved that. But when he hadn’t gotten properly aroused once, she’d felt slighted.
Han Yaseong saw it as a grave mistake on his part. If he pounced on her all horny and she responded indifferently, he’d be crushed. Hadn’t he always felt that disappointment from his parents? No matter how hard he tried to get their attention, they’d been utterly detached. It had left scars on his heart.
To think he’d done the same to Senior Choi Yujin—he couldn’t forgive himself for that. He was brooding when suddenly something warm enveloped his dick. Senior Choi Yujin had taken it in her mouth and started sucking.
She sucked with real devotion. She’d scolded him once, so now it was time to wrap him in warmth. He seemed to realize his own mistake, too.
Choi Yujin slurped at the half-erect dick a few times, then lifted her head and looked at Han Yaseong.
“Come quick so we can go.”
“Okay.”
With Senior Choi Yujin’s mood lifted, Han Yaseong’s dick regained its confidence and swelled rapidly. She kept sucking. This guy wasn’t some easy mark. He might be a real handful going forward.
But that’s what made it fun. She was curious and excited to see where things went with Han Yaseong. Even if it ended in tragedy, she wouldn’t regret it.
Choi Yujin kept going until Han Yaseong finally came. Hot semen flooded her mouth, and she swallowed it all. As she sucked the head and kept gulping down his load, he felt amazing. He’d half-worried she might spit it out the window, but seeing her suck every drop eased his mind.
Thank goodness her anger had faded.
Choi Yujin sucked out the last drop from his urethra, swallowed it, then lifted her head and settled properly into the driver’s seat.
“We’ll fight a lot more from now on. But we have to resolve it each time. Let it fester, and it’ll blow up huge later.”
“If I mess up, tell me right away. I don’t always notice. I’ve never been with anyone before...”
“Got it. I won’t let stuff like that slide either. C’mere, let’s kiss.”
Choi Yujin pulled Han Yaseong close and planted a loud smooch on him. They both burst out laughing soon after. They kissed a few more times like that. With the tension gone, Han Yaseong finally spoke freely.
“I wondered why couples fight and break up. So this is it.”
“Now you know?”
“Yeah. I had no clue.”
“The moment you start treating each other indifferently, it’s over. The initial feelings and sincerity fade, you drift apart, and eventually you split to find someone new.”
“Now that I get it, I’ll be careful.”
Han Yaseong said that, but Choi Yujin just smiled.
I doubt it. You hate women who come on too strong.
Learning that was a big win. She’d never initiate horniness first again. She had to always get him aroused—never let herself be the eager one.
Choi Yujin turned the key and started the car. The red Lamborghini slowly pulled away from the wave-crashing breakwater.
On the highway toward Seoul, they stopped at a rest area for a break and a light meal. As Senior Choi Yujin’s Lambo rolled in, everyone nearby stared. How did she handle all those eyes? A normal car wouldn’t draw a glance, so why drive something so flashy and invite the stares? Han Yaseong couldn’t figure it out.
But Senior Choi Yujin stood out on her own anyway. With or without the car, guys always snuck peeks as she passed. She didn’t even notice. Was it because she’d always been like that? Or was this what it meant to be upper class?
Han Yaseong would’ve felt too self-conscious to go anywhere. But she strode around with total confidence. She’d probably make a great celebrity.
Han Yaseong trailed after her like an entourage.
“What should we eat?”
“Something simple.”
They ordered bibim naengmyeon and inari sushi, eating together. Inside the rest area restaurant, no one stared—they were all too busy with their own food, and the place buzzed noisily.
Han Yaseong popped an inari sushi in his mouth, chewed, and asked casually,
“Doesn’t it bother you when people stare?”
“What?”
“Every time you drive, everyone looks.”
“Does that stop you from spending money? They’re just jealous anyway. And celebrities get it way worse—they snap photos right in your face. At least I don’t have that.”
Senior Choi Yujin answered while devouring her bibim naengmyeon with gusto. Fair point—better than being a celeb. No matter how annoying, it wasn’t that bad. Especially for female idols, who supposedly had fans tailing them to the bathroom entrance, phones at the ready. They couldn’t even use public restrooms properly—someone might shove a phone under or over the stall while they peed. Some even carried pee bags in their cars, did their business, and dumped it outside.
Senior Choi Yujin wasn’t at that level, so it didn’t seem too bothersome. She treated it like everyday life.
But Han Yaseong hated the spotlight itself—he didn’t want anyone looking his way. Luckily, people only eyed Choi Yujin, ignoring him completely, so it was fine.