Chapter 34

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 34

Chapter Title: Ayoung Wants to Get Pregnant. (1)

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"Oh. Your room is surprisingly super clean."

Ayoung was looking around the room this way and that.

What the hell is she doing here, and why the heck is she wearing that outfit again?

'Has she put on a little weight?'

Her body seemed even sexier than a few days ago.

The bunny girl costume looked a bit tight, which only accentuated her voluptuous figure even more.

This was confusing.

I had no idea where to look.

'Did Sperm Pay glitch out again?'

It could happen.

Otherwise, why would a perfectly fine junior like her be acting like this in my room?

"What brings you here? And how did you even know where I live?"

"I asked Senior Jin-su. I was worried when I heard you were sick."

Ayoung smiled and placed her hand on my forehead.

"Hmm... it does feel a bit hot."

Ayoung leaned in closer, and a pleasant fragrance wafted over me.

It felt like her scent was filling up my stuffy room.

"But don't worry. Your Ayoung Bunny is here to nurse you back to health."

'She's lost it.'

From the looks of things, it was probably that intimacy boost from using the app or whatever.

Lately, the more I used the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠app, the harder it got to separate reality from the payment situations.

They say even real couples get super close after sleeping together once—this must be something like that.

She must have stopped by and bought some porridge on the way.

She was transferring it into a bowl, probably to reheat it.

She was decently tall with a toned body.

Ayoung was not just popular at our school but even at others, and her face was pretty too, they said.

She'd even gotten into our department as the top student, so she was smart as hell.

During the festival, her bunny girl pics blew up on SNS, and now she was getting offers from agencies.

'Up close like this, she's the total package. What could a girl like her possibly want from me? Gotta be the app.'

For a second, that mo-sol gold-digger instinct kicked in, but I snapped out of it.

I appreciated her coming over, but I had zero energy today—please just head out after a bit.

"Leave that there, and I'll eat it myself. Thanks for today—go on home."

"Wow, I didn't peg you for the type to kick me out right away? I've barely been here."

"No, it's dinnertime now. You should head home and eat too."

"I'll leave early on my own, so zip it and stay quiet."

...Yup, she sure didn't mince words.

Staring at Ayoung's plump butt was making my body heat up even more.

"Everything's fine, but could you do something about that outfit?"

"Why? You like this outfit, Senior."

Me?

When?

"Last time we were sitting and chatting, you kept leering at my inner thighs all lewd-like. So I figured you were into this kind of thing and wore it over."

Women really had sharp instincts.

I thought I'd been sneaky, but she knew the whole time.

"Heehee. Truth is, I had to return it today anyway, but I wore it to cheer you up. What do you think? Do I look pretty?"

Ayoung thrust her face right up to mine.

She was so close our noses might touch.

"Uh...!! Yeah, super pretty."

"Hehe. Good enough. That's all I needed."

Ayoung smiled, satisfied, and headed to the kitchen area.

Her ass, wrapped in black stockings, jiggled dangerously.

That scene was nosebleed-worthy.

'Seriously, even on a second look, what an incredible ass.'

Innate wide hips, plus perfect volume from working out.

I couldn't help but keep staring.

'But don't bunny girl outfits usually require a T-back?'

The bottom of her ass was fully visible, but no panty lines peeked out—it was perfectly smooth.

What kind of panties was she wearing today to pull off that seamless look?

Did I stare too hard?

Our eyes met—Ayoung's and mine.

"Wow, Senior, you're staring so openly. At least pretend to be embarrassed."

"...Sorry."

Busted.

"Hehe. I wore it for you to look, but that blatant? It's kinda embarrassing."

Then why say anything?

"Does it look weird?"

"No. It's just... your ass is so exposed. Isn't it a bit too sexy?"

I mumbled something vague.

But Ayoung's response solved my curiosity.

"It was kinda revealing. When I just threw on some panties, they kept bunching up down there."

She grinned mischievously and winked.

"So I just took 'em off. No panties right now, Senior. ♡"

No.

Don't say stuff like that.

...No panties, straight onto stockings?

Ayoung's teasing made the blood rush to my dick.

Don't get hard.

I might actually die.

Oblivious to my inner turmoil, Ayoung calmly smiled and brought over the reheated porridge.

"Want me to feed you?"

"No. I'll eat it myself."

Ignoring my light refusal, Ayoung scooped up some porridge, blew on it, and brought it to my mouth.

"Say ahh."

...Then why ask?

Being pampered by a junior didn't feel half bad.

Might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

I gobbled it up like a baby bird taking food from its mom.

"Thanks again for coming today. I need to crash now."

Feeling all drowsy after eating well.

"Sure thing, Senior. Get some rest."

"Yeah. You can get home okay on your own?"

I didn't even have the energy to see her out.

I flopped back, and then I heard rustling.

Ayoung was changing clothes.

"Whoa?? What're you doing? Changing right here?"

"Yeah. Why? I can't go home in this."

True, but still.

"At least go to the bathroom or something."

"Nah, too cramped. You wouldn't peep like some perv, right, Senior?"

Fine.

Do whatever.

"Close your eyes for a sec."

Was she always this defenseless?

Or maybe after using the app and getting closer, she trusted me now.

I kept my eyes shut, but the rustling got louder, firing up my imagination.

...Jo Ayoung.

Didn't you just say no panties?

I cracked my eyes open just a peek to spy on her.

'Gah!'

Right then—Ayoung bending over to pull down her stockings.

My eyes locked onto that majestic bush I'd seen before.

Against her white skin and pink pussy, Ayoung had this thick, dark bush that contrasted perfectly.

Made for an even more alluring forest pussy.

'Th-that... that Medusa again!!'

I'd disciplined it hard once before.

But there it was, glaring at me with those fierce curls again.

Staring at Ayoung's Medusa brought back festival memories—Pilates time.

Her sweaty, tangy-salty pussy taste.

Throb!!

My dick stood right up.

Lust or life?

Any more, and I might really die.

I squeezed my eyes shut and endured.

Ding-dong!

'Doorbell?'

I opened my eyes—Ayoung, now fully changed, headed to the door.

Crop top white tee showing her navel, tight jeans hugging her curves.

That basic-but-not-for-everyone style that only girls with great bodies could pull off.

'She dressed cute today.'

A guy's voice from outside.

"Delivery."

"Coming!"

Ayoung took the package and came back in.

Quick delivery...

'Recovery potion!!'

The box had "Yuksong" printed big on it.

What the—item delivery's retro too?

"Whoa... Senior, what's this?"

"Medicine. Cold meds."

"Oh!"

I snatched the box from her hands and tore it open.

Small vial of recovery potion.

I downed it straight.

Shalalala.

...!!!

What the hell?

I felt like I could fly.

'Whoa, this isn't just recovery— I could go all day.'

Ayoung was putting on her shoes.

"Senior, I'll head out then. Rest up!"

"Ayoung. Hold up!"

I grabbed Jo Ayoung's arm.

Too tight? Her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠face flushed red.

"Let's do it. Right now."

'Already burned through almost the whole monthly limit. Spent it wisely, though.'

But creampie absolutely forbidden?

Ayoung must be on a dangerous day today.

"Senior. Why don't you lie down?"

Ayoung made a lewd face and wrapped her arms around my neck.

Then she skillfully swung her leg over, laying me down on the futon and taking control of the mood.

"What should I do?"

"Shh. Patients don't do anything. I'll handle it all."

Smack.

Smack.

After laying me down, Ayoung kissed my lips.

Less a kiss, more like she was sucking on me.

While she sucked, her saliva kept flowing into my mouth.

She was definitely doing it on purpose.

"Mmgh... Ayoung... too much spit!"

"Shh. I said stay still."

Jo Ayoung kept drooling her saliva into me.

Then she slipped her tongue in and stole my saliva back.

After rubbing our lips and tongues for a good while, she finally pulled back.

A transparent string of spit stretched from her mouth.

"You know? Kissing like this transfers illnesses too. I'll take all your sickness, Senior."

Ayoung slowly stripped off my clothes.

I'd been lying around all day without showering.

"Uh... Ayoung. Mind if I shower first? I'm all sweaty."

"Just stay put. I'll clean you up."

Back at the festival.

When I licked her sweaty body, I could kinda understand how she felt now.

'Feels kinda humiliating.'

She started licking every inch of my body with her tongue.

From my neck to shoulders, armpits, then nipples.

Her soft tongue worked its way down to my chest, targeting my nipples after a long tease.

Tingly and zappy at the same time.

"When your body's hot, you gotta cool it down like this."

Is that how you cool it down?

After licking my upper body clean, Ayoung pulled down my pants and pecked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my glans.

The ticklish sensation was driving me crazy.

"Mwah... mwah!"

After a few light pecks, she parted her lips slightly and planted a deep kiss on my glans.

Opening wide like she was gonna swallow it whole, then just brushing her lips teasingly.

Repeating that a few times, my dick sprang right up.

"How's this feel, Senior?"

She stuck out her tongue and delicately licked inside my urethra.

"Wha?? Hey, that's fine even without—!"

What kind of sensation was this?

Ayoung spread my piss slit with her fingers and lapped at the entrance.

Felt like I might leak urine or something.

"Hey. That's dirty. Stop."

"Don't say that. Nothing about you is dirty to me."

The pleasure from my urethra plus those oddly joyful words—ejaculation rushed in immediately.

"Ugh. I'm gonna cum already!"

Hearing me, Ayoung unhesitatingly engulfed my dick deep in her mouth.

Thanks to the recovery potion?

I blasted out a huge load.

'Whoa... that was good.'

Jo Ayoung closed her mouth and stared at me.

"Why're you looking at me like that?"

"Hehe... ahhh—."

Ayoung opened her mouth, full of my cum pooled inside.

She hadn't swallowed—just holding it there.

"Maybe swallow it or spit it out?"

"Hehe... no way. I wanna keep it in my mouth."

With her mouth open, Ayoung swirled her tongue around, savoring my cum.

"See? So much. Means you felt that good, right?"

Couldn't argue.

I nodded.

After rolling it around in her mouth for a while, she gulped it down.

"Senior. Let's do it one more time."