Public Forced Kiss
"Urgh! Sis!"
Jinseok cried out in anguish as he watched Miyeon being forcibly embraced and kissed by Kang Cheonhu. But there was nothing he could do. He knew all too well that he was no match for Kang Cheonhu, so all he could manage was to clench his fists in heartbroken despair. It was a truly pathetic sight.
"Jinseok..."
Serin tightly gripped his hand from beside him. Her warmth was the only thing slightly calming his racing heart. But even that solace faded as he remembered that Serin would soon have to endure the same forced kiss from Kang Cheonhu, twisting his insides with fresh torment.
Smooch— Slurp— Smoooch—
Kang Cheonhu held Miyeon close, ravaging her with a fierce deep kiss. Their lips pressed together intimately, as if he were defiling her mouth with his own. Under the onslaught, Miyeon melted into ecstasy.
"This is what you've been craving, isn't it, you slutty bitch?"
"Haa... Ngh... D-don't say that... Hnngh."
Slurp slurp—
During the kiss, Kang Cheonhu whispered so softly only Miyeon could hear. Caught red-handed with her secret desires exposed, she panicked, her words hitting right at her core. Deep down, she'd been yearning for this kiss from him again—that was why she'd so easily accepted his absurd condition during the negotiations.
"You sold out your own teammates just to get yourself in this position, didn't you?"
Smooch— Slurp— Squeeze!
"Haa... Haa... Ahhhn... Hnngh... Aaah!"
Kang Cheonhu accused her in a whisper of betraying her comrades, then resumed the kiss before reaching out to roughly grope her breasts and ass. Miyeon let out lewd moans, her body shuddering in spasms.
"Urk! What the hell are you doing?! Don't touch my sister!"
"N-no, Jinseok. Unni said to stay put."
"Jinseok, calm down and stay still. This is Miyeon's choice."
The moment he saw Kang Cheonhu's hands on her body, Jinseok surged with rage, nearly charging forward. But Serin and Ye-eun held him back from both sides, pinning his shoulders with firm grips. He couldn't break free.
"Ugh... Sis... Why..."
Watching his beloved sister, whom he despised being touched by this loathsome man, get toyed with by Kang Cheonhu's hands filled Jinseok with unbearable grief. He bowed his head, choking back sobs.
(Haaah! Ngh! Feels so good! Hnnngh!)
But unfortunately, Miyeon's ears were deaf to Jinseok's heartbroken cries right now. As Kang Cheonhu kneaded her breasts and ass, she was utterly lost in his caresses. Her mind clouded like pink fog, she felt as if she were in a world alone with him, entranced in bliss.
(Kukuku. This bitch is losing it just from a little touch.)
After her nerves had been rewired by Kang Cheonhu's lightning, Miyeon's body was hypersensitive—now aroused at the slightest touch from him. Especially optimized for his hands, every contact sent waves of rapture through her. He gripped her breasts and ass hard, squeezing like he was crushing them, or rubbed his fingertips side to side. Each motion stimulated her pleasure nerves to the extreme, driving her wild.
Slurp— Slurp— Smooch— Smooch— Slurp— Slurp— Smoooch—
"Haa... Ngh... Hnngh... Hmph... Haat... Nngh... Ah!"
Miyeon's lips leaked obscene moans even as they kissed, mingling with the wet smacking of their mouths rubbing together and the slick saliva sounds echoing lewdly. Her usual sharp, stern expression had dissolved into one of dazed ecstasy—eyes unfocused, mouth agape with drool spilling freely.
"Haat! Haat! Nngh! Hnngh!"
Shiver— Twitch— Twitch—
Jinseok could only see Miyeon's back, missing her entranced front. But the slutty kissing noises and her convulsing form were clear as day.
(S-Sis... Why are you making those lewd sounds while kissing him? Urgh!)
Watching her kiss Kang Cheonhu, Jinseok's cock throbbed painfully hard again. Her twitching rear and the sticky kiss sounds had gotten him erect despite himself. Shame and humiliation burned through him once more.
"Haa... Haa... Nngh."
Sluuurp—
After savoring the kiss for a while, Kang Cheonhu finally pulled his lips away. A long silvery strand of saliva stretched between them.
"Haa— Haa—"
"Kukuku. Good. Tasty."
Smack! Jiggle!
"Haat!"
Finishing the kiss, Kang Cheonhu slapped Miyeon's ass as she panted in lingering bliss. It jiggled vigorously from the impact.
"Heeeng~♡"
Thud—
Struck, Miyeon let out a dumb, dopey moan and collapsed limply like a puppet with cut strings. Just the kiss alone had driven her to this dazed, overexcited state.
"S-Sis!"
"Unni Miyeon!"
"Miyeon!"
As Miyeon slumped to the floor, Jinseok finally rushed to support her. Serin and Ye-eun followed, checking on her. When his hand touched her shoulder, Miyeon jolted awake.
"Sis, you okay?"
"Haa... Haa... Y-yeah... This much is..."
She assured the worried Jinseok she was fine. But despite her tough words, her legs were jelly—she couldn't even stand.
Kang Cheonhu watched the scene from a step away, grinning with delight.
"Kukuku. Delicious. Your sister's lips..."
"Urgh!"
"What's with that look, trash? Wanna go another round?"
"Ugh!"
Jinseok glared at the man before him, seething with fury, but he knew he stood no chance. Then Ye-eun stepped up, inserting herself between them. Suddenly, her massive ass blocked his view.
"Ye-eun sis..."
"Take Serin and Miyeon back. I'll handle this."
"Yeah, Unni Ye-eun. Jinseok, let's get Unni Miyeon out of here quick."
"Yeah."
With Ye-eun stepping up, Jinseok swallowed his rage. Serin urged him to follow her lead. He helped Miyeon retreat with Serin.
Ye-eun faced Kang Cheonhu head-on, blocking him from the others protectively.
"Kukuku. As expected of the Saintess. Stepping up to sacrifice yourself first?"
Kang Cheonhu chuckled at her nickname and her willing sacrifice—it amused him.
"Saintess or whatever—I don't care about that."
Ye-eun stood defiantly, chin high. Kang Cheonhu stepped closer until their breaths mingled.
"Kukuku. Always thought your body's killer."
His eyes raked her up and down, lingering disgustingly like he was licking her curves. Ye-eun's figure was that voluptuous—huge, perfectly shaped breasts, a cinched waist like a cola bottle, wide seductive hips and ass, all irresistibly sensual. Even Kang Cheonhu ogled her greedily.
"You're so gross... Just do whatever."
His gaze made her skin crawl, like a tongue slithering over her. But with the deal already struck, she steeled herself for the kiss.
"Kukuku. Coming so obediently. Good."
Squeeze!
Kang Cheonhu grabbed both of Ye-eun's breasts first.