Chapter 134
Chapter 134
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 134
Chapter Title: Blonde Delinquent Takes Ovulation Inducer Herself (7)
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When I try to act outside the script of an NTR manga's development, my body moves on its own. It's controlling me to perform the prescribed actions in the prescribed situations.
There was no way to resist that suppressive force. I had to follow the manga's plot no matter what.
But there was a way to avoid the suppression. I just had to go with the flow.
I knew NTR manga stories inside and out. I'd read so many, I couldn't help but know them well.
Most of them were pretty predictable anyway.
NTR manga developments are convenient. They take shortcuts to roll over heroines who lack intelligence.
This world was the same.
A guy weak to threats. A guy weak to pleas. A fool of a heroine who can't do a thing when a girl comes at her with full determination.
That was me, Juyeon-woo.
Before I adapted to the world's laws, I'd taken the full brunt of the suppression with my whole body. I didn't know any better, so it felt natural.
Now it was different. In situations where suppression might kick in, I'd preempt it by following the right development myself.
*Smack, slurp, slurrrp.*
My kiss with Geum Tae-yeon was the same. The right timing, the right interaction.
The moment I decided it was a situation where the heroine could submit, I smashed my lips against hers for real. Geum Tae-yeon gently accepted my tongue.
No matter how tall and slender Geum Tae-yeon's body was, it couldn't match a trained guy's. Biologically, her frame was just smaller.
That's why she fit perfectly in my arms. Unless she used her strength, she couldn't escape if I held her tight.
And she had no intention of escaping.
Geum Tae-yeon wrapped her legs around me, clinging like she was hanging off my waist.
*Slurp, smack, lick-!*
"Hahmm, mmph...!"
I kissed her as close as possible. It was so intense, I wondered if we'd ever gone this far before.
Our mouths were a mess of saliva. Even so, we didn't stop.
I thrust my cock all the way in. Pressing hard, the tip hit her cervix.
One hand gripped her head, the other pulled her back tight. No thought of letting go.
"Hngh...!"
*Squish, squish!*
Her hot pussy clenched tight. It gripped and wouldn't let go.
"Hah!"
Geum Tae-yeon came first.
Her chest started getting slick. Milk sprayed from her nipples.
I pulled my lips away and lowered my head. I squeezed her huge tits like I was milking them.
And I sucked.
"Hnnngh, hng! Juyeon-woo...!"
*Slurrp, slurrp!*
Geum Tae-yeon hugged me fiercely. Her slim waist bounced up and down wildly.
I moved my hips slowly. Gulping down her milk, I slammed my cock in.
*Squish, squish-!*
The sensation of forcing my cock into her tight hole. A pleasure I could never feel in Han-seol's pussy.
"...I'm gonna cum...!"
The urge to ejaculate built up. At the same time, I wondered where to shoot.
Inside? Outside? If I wanted to creampie her, was it possible? Would my body let me creampie Geum Tae-yeon?
"Ngh!"
Just before precum leaked out, my hips jerked back. No creampie this time.
My body pulled my cock out on its own.
*Squirt, squirt! Spurt!*
I had no choice but to spray my cum across Geum Tae-yeon's lower belly. I wanted to cum inside, so it was a shame.
"......"
Geum Tae-yeon panted with her eyes gently closed. She caught her breath and slowly opened them.
She wiped her lower belly with her hand, staring at the sticky cum.
"...That's a huge load."
"That good enough for you?"
We'd had real sex. But that didn't mean I loved her.
Juyeon-woo loved Han-seol.
Geum Tae-yeon was just a fuck buddy. Her hole felt good, that was all.
It was ridiculous for her to expect emotional bonding now. I pushed her thighs away and pulled back.
I wiped my cock with the wet wipes in the clubroom.
Her gaze landed on my ass. I didn't have eyes in the back of my head, but I could tell.
I had that sense. The feeling that she was watching me.
"You planning to leave just like that?"
"...I did what you wanted, Senior. Delete the photo."
I hadn't said how many times. I'd shown her genuine sex, so the bet was over.
I was following the expected development for now. But I had no idea how Geum Tae-yeon would react.
She kept staring at me. Not saying a word.
Was she pondering what to say?
"...Okay. Got it."
Geum Tae-yeon shot up. She used telekinesis to bring her smartphone over.
Right in front of me, she opened her gallery and deleted the last remaining photo.
"Happy now?"
Honestly, I'd thought she'd stall two or three more times.
Pretend to delete it while demanding more from my body. Toy with the heroine tormented by guilt.
That's what a blonde delinquent tanning bitch would do.
But no. Geum Tae-yeon deleted it like it was nothing.
It made me wonder if she'd backed it up somewhere.
"I did what you wanted. Why are you looking at me like that? Don't tell me you doubt me?"
"...After everything you've done so far, Senior. I can't think well of you."
"That hurts. I deleted it because I really wanted to start our relationship fresh, for your sake."
It seemed Geum Tae-yeon's feelings for the heroine had deepened. What development usually took over here?
'Corruption? Or straight NTR?'
Looking at other NTR manga developments, it didn't seem like Geum Tae-yeon would steal me away.
Aunt or Eum Ji-hye—they'd just gotten pregnant. No one was trying to ruin Juyeon-woo and Han-seol's relationship.
Geum Tae-yeon was probably the same.
So what did she want?
'A real relationship reset?'
Even if so, Juyeon-woo wouldn't forgive her. After all she'd put him through? No way.
I'd been ready to forgive Geum Tae-yeon ages ago. But my body wouldn't allow it.
"Start our relationship fresh? Have you forgotten everything you did to me, Senior?"
"I haven't forgotten."
"Then how can you say that? Don't you have a conscience?"
"...Hmm, if I did, we never would've started. I'd have just thought, 'Oh, Han-seol's dating,' and moved on."
That would've been normal for any cadet.
"Honestly, everyone's sneaking around dating anyway, right? Dating at our age isn't weird. Of course, if it was someone I hated, I might anonymously report it to the student council."
A bad cadet might choose that option.
Geum Tae-yeon was worse, so she'd gone with blackmail photos.
I snapped at Geum Tae-yeon. As if the sticky kiss we'd shared moments ago was a dream, I showed hostility.
"You want to pretend none of that happened? To me? Saying that alone is selfish. You know that?"
"I know. I've never claimed to be a good girl. If anything, I'm closer to a bad one. I take what I want, no matter what."
Geum Tae-yeon was relaxed. Like she'd confirmed her feelings and made her decision.
I could feel her stubbornness—she wouldn't bend, no matter what I said.
"So I thought about how to get what I want. I concluded I could never have it if we kept things as they were."
"......"
No matter how dense the heroine, she'd realize what Geum Tae-yeon meant by "what I want"—herself.
What should I say? While I pondered, my body spoke up.
"Why... why are you doing this to me?"
My voice trembled. Laden with grievance, I demanded answers from Geum Tae-yeon.
Geum Tae-yeon replied.
"Why do you hate me?"
"Because you tormented me, Senior. If you hadn't done that, I might've thought well of you. There are bad rumors, sure, but that's your personal freedom... Not for me to judge."
"So you hate me because I did bad things to you?"
"......"
"There's a reason, huh."
Geum Tae-yeon grinned.
"Same for me."
"...What?"
"At first, I just wanted to toy with you and be done. I didn't expect blackmail with a photo to work this well. So I dragged it out."
"......"
"I thought you'd turn like other guys. Figured a few fucks and you'd be moaning and clinging. But no. You were different from other boys. You thought of Han-seol and held out to the end."
Geum Tae-yeon gazed wistfully, reminiscing about our past sex.
"Ah, so jealous. No matter how hard I tried to break you, you endured steadfastly. I was so envious of Han-seol. I..."
There are types of blonde bitches.
Some are just sex-crazed. Others obsess over sex due to past trauma with romance.
Geum Tae-yeon was the latter.
With a hollow voice mixing emptiness and emotion, she let slip her tragic family backstory. My body could no longer hate her.
Her affection for Juyeon-woo wasn't fake, even if twisted.
Though warped, Juyeon-woo couldn't coldly push away someone who liked him. He didn't have that kind of resolve.
Geum Tae-yeon gazed at me intently. Her lips quivered.
"Yeon-woo. I know I've been awful to you, sis. But just this once, please."
"......"
"Can you... hold me like you do Han-seol?"
Not quite a plea. Sometimes, a plea feels like blackmail.
This was that time.
Juyeon-woo was weak to blackmail. Geum Tae-yeon begging with those pitiful eyes was no different from threatening him now.
My cock hardened stiffly.