Swallowed Devotion
"Slurp, slurp, slurp…."
As Yuna began moving her head in rhythm, the wet, sticky sounds of saliva echoed obscenely through the room.
"Ugh…."
A sudden rush of pressure and warm pleasure hit me. My back stiffened involuntarily, and a moan slipped out.
The heat I'd been suppressing since the department store finally burst free through Yuna's soft palate and tongue.
My gaze naturally drifted down to the crown of her head bobbing between my legs.
Beyond her swaying black hair, the TV screen reflected another version of her—Yusia.
[If I were to date someone, I'd want a kind person who respects me. Trust is the most important thing, after all.]
On screen, Yuna was still answering the MC's question with her signature innocent smile.
"Haa, slurp… chuuup, heuee—."
The same lips that spoke of gentle love were now relentlessly devouring my cock.
Like a starving beast gorging itself.
Yuna's slightly upturned eyes never left mine.
They weren't empty and dazed like before.
She was clearly enjoying the fact that I was watching her on TV while she did this.
[When I'm with someone I love, I want to hold hands all the time. Just naturally. Whether we're walking or just sitting next to each other, I love that kind of casual skinship.]
"Chup! Chup! Chup!…."
The clear, pure voice coming from the TV and the vulgar wet sounds slapping against my ears created an overwhelming sense of depravity.
The nation's beloved idol, adored by millions, was now lewdly working her mouth between my legs.
"Y-Yuna. S-stop…!"
I knew the words were hollow. Even so, what little reason I had left screamed desperately that this was wrong.
But the obscene movements of her mouth, squeezing and pleasuring me, quickly devoured that reason.
"Heue—."
"Ugh…!!"
When Yuna persistently licked the tip of my glans with her tongue, pleasure shot up my spine and spread through my entire body.
The more I reacted, the brighter her eyes smiled.
At the same time, her movements grew even bolder.
"Oguut, kuhuut, kuhut—!"
She stopped just sucking and began forcing my shaft deep into her throat, producing thick, muffled sounds.
Her breathing grew ragged and tears welled in her eyes, yet she didn't pull away.
Looking up at me with fox-like, seductive eyes, she pushed me right to the edge.
Then—
"Kuhuuuut——!!"
She shoved me all the way to the root. The pressure exceeded my limit.
A heavy knot surged up from deep in my lower abdomen in an instant.
"I-I'm gonna cum…!!!"
I grabbed her shoulders in a panic, trying to push her off. I couldn't let myself finish in her mouth.
But she clutched my thighs and shook her head.
"Inthide, mmph… cum inthide…!"
With my cock still filling her mouth, Yuna mumbled in a slurred voice.
Then she forced the rest of my shaft all the way down her throat so I couldn't escape.
The hot, tight pressure of her esophagus slammed into the tip.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Krrgh…!!"
The dam broke.
Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!! Spurt!!
Everything I'd been holding back poured straight down her throat without pause.
An intense pleasure that made my vision flash white.
Through it, Yuna's voice from the TV echoed like a hallucination.
[To all the fans who always love and support me, I want to keep showing you only my best side from now on!]
Pure resolve and the sticky sensation of her throat swallowing my climax mingled grotesquely.
"Haa…!"
I buried my head against the back of the sofa and let out a ragged breath.
Only after a long while did the tension finally begin to ease.
Yuna stayed still, mouth wrapped around me, patiently waiting until I'd given her every last drop.
Once I caught my breath and relaxed my shoulders, she slowly pulled away.
"Pop—."
With a sound like a bottle cap being opened, my cock slipped from her lips.
She swished the contents in her mouth, then looked up at me and opened wide.
Her eyes were half-lidded on purpose, as if showing off.
A thick, lascivious heat lingered in her gaze.
Between her parted lips, my semen pooled visibly.
A trail of white fluid dripped from the corner of her mouth, stretching in a sticky strand down to her chin.
Then—
"Y-Yuna! Spit it out! Go to the bathroom right now—"
I reached out in a panic, but before I could touch her—
"Gulp—."
Yuna closed her eyes as if savoring it and swallowed, her throat visibly moving.
She'd downed the entire load in one go.
When she opened her eyes again and licked the remnants from her lips with a long stroke of her tongue, I was speechless.
But what truly shocked me came right after.
"Hah…."
After swallowing, Yuna wrapped her arms around her own shoulders and began trembling violently.
It was like someone who'd been doused with cold water in the middle of winter.
Her head tilted back, her half-lidded eyes glazed over with pleasure.
With every ragged breath, heated moans spilled from her lips.
"Haahe… Dohun's cum… so, sho good…!"
At first, I didn't understand her reaction.
Then I looked down and saw it.
A dark, spreading stain was blooming between her legs.
Just from swallowing my semen, she'd reached orgasm and was now trembling as her arousal soaked through her pants.
A chill ran down my spine.
The Kim Yuna I used to know wasn't like this.
She'd been curious and pure. She never had such twisted, bizarre sexual tastes.
This went beyond chasing pleasure. It was something fundamentally broken.
Feeling my gaze, Yuna's shoulders stiffened.
She slowly lowered her head and looked at me.
When she saw my stunned expression, the seductive heat in her face vanished like it had never been there.
"Ah…."
Yuna hurriedly wiped the semen from her chest and sat with her knees together.
Then, as if trying to hide her embarrassment, she forced the corners of her mouth up into an awkward smile.
"Ahaha…! W-why am I like this?"
She frantically wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, desperately trying to smooth things over.
But the awkward atmosphere filling the room refused to dissipate.
[Alright, now we'd like to ask Yusia, our national idol, some questions our viewers have sent in!]
[I'm ready for anything!]
The MC's cheerful voice and Yuna's bright replies on TV only made the dissonance in the room more extreme.
I looked down at my now-limp member.
The heat that had felt ready to burst just moments ago had gone cold.
"……!"
Shame hit me late. I quickly pulled my pants back up.
Once I was dressed and standing, Yuna remained seated on the floor, looking up at me.
The forced smile from earlier was gone.
Her usual empty, unfocused eyes were fixed on me.
"Dohun."
Yuna called my name in a soft, gentle voice.
"If you're ever struggling, you can always tell me."
It sounded like she was offering comfort to an unemployed man having a hard time.
But the faint smile on her lips and the hollow look in her eyes told me it wasn't simple consolation.
It was a bizarre mix of devotion and seduction—an invitation to use her as an outlet whenever I wanted.
I swallowed dryly at the implication.
"I…"
My mind went blank. I had no idea what to say.
Should I get angry? Should I press her? Or… just surrender to this insane situation and let go of all my questions?
In the end, I avoided her gaze and awkwardly ended the conversation.
"Y-you must be tired…! We walked a lot while shopping. You should rest!"
I turned and headed for the door like I was being chased.
Ignoring the stare drilling into the back of my head, I fled into my own apartment and locked the door behind me.
Click!
Only after hearing the door lock did I slump against it, sliding down to the floor.
"Haa… haa…."
The image of Yuna swallowing my cum and trembling refused to leave my mind.
I tried to steady my breathing and rubbed my face with both hands.
I couldn't tell which version of her was real.
Except for what happened in the fitting room, the Yuna who'd shopped with me at the department store had been the Kim Yuna I remembered.
But the moment things turned sexual, her demeanor changed completely.
At first, I thought the years apart and her life as a celebrity had changed her.
The more I thought about it, though, the less that felt right.
The way she'd spent hours comforting herself while thinking of me.
The way she'd known what I was doing even after we broke up.
The way she'd lose control and try to pounce on me the second the mood turned sexual.
At the center of all of it was always me.
Every single thing traced back to my existence.
'Could it be… that the reason Yuna changed has something to do with me? And that it's connected to why we broke up in the first place?'
It was just speculation, of course.
But—
'It's not completely ridiculous. Looking at everything that's happened so far…!'
My throat went dry with tension.
If my guess was right, Yuna hadn't simply changed.
She had never once let go of me, even after we broke up.