Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Transaction Day
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Ye-ji, nestled in my arms, lets out a sob as she burrows even deeper into my chest.
"It was so scary..."
Her frail voice trembles as she clings to me, weeping softly.
Seeing her like this tugs at my heartstrings—it's impossible not to feel sorry for her.
"Those guys won't come bothering you anymore."
Her sobs ease a little at my words.
"Anyone else besides them? Any other creeps scaring you?"
"No... it was just those guys."
Ye-ji seems to have calmed down a bit. She loosens her arms around me.
We're not parting ways or anything, just her letting go, but I already feel a pang of regret.
Damn, I've fallen for this woman hard.
She heads inside to the bed and sits down.
I follow her in and ask,
"You. You've barely gone outside for two weeks— you sure you're okay with that?"
"I'd rather stay inside for two weeks straight than step out even once."
"Yeah. In this insane world, nothing's riskier than going out."
That's exactly why I haven't dragged Min-ji out and killed her yet to take Ye-ji to the bunker.
Once you're in the bunker, you're stuck there all day. Here, at least, you can catch some sunlight through the window— no such luck in there.
And people are fickle. Take her to a safe bunker, and who knows what she might do to me.
Nothing's more dangerous than blindly trusting someone you've just met, rose-tinted glasses and all.
For now, these meetups are way better.
Until trust builds up, until real faith forms.
"Why are you sitting on the floor like that?"
Ye-ji gets up from the bed and approaches me.
She stands right in front of me, looking down.
"Come here, then. Weren't you gonna?"
With that, she slips off her top.
Then slowly unhooks her bra and tosses it aside.
Looking up at her jiggling breasts is a whole new thrill.
Overwhelming presence, and that seductive urge to reach out.
I don't react much, so she peels off her sweatpants too.
Down to just her panties, she starts sliding those off in front of me, like she's tempting me.
Still perfectly smooth and hairless down there.
Now fully naked, Ye-ji presses her lower half against my face as I sit.
Provoked by her boldness, I lick her pussy.
She flinches.
My tongue touches her labia, and her hips twitch back.
Such a teasing, feminine reaction.
I lick all over her lower body as she stands there, stripping off my own clothes.
By the time I've lapped at her thighs, inner groin, and smooth lower belly, I'm naked. She reaches out a hand to me.
Grabbing it, she leads me to the bed and lies down.
A nude woman sprawled on the bed.
A stunning one at that— D-cup breasts, slim waist.
My eyes are drawn straight to the lewd spot between her slightly parted legs.
I approach and lick her lips.
She bites back at mine.
Our lips battle for dominance.
But before it ends, her tongue crashes the fight.
Her aggressive kiss is dizzyingly intense, almost scary.
Her tongue teasing mine, soft lips, heavy breaths filling the space between us.
My hand heads to her breast, kneading the fullness.
"Hah."
My other hand slides down her waist to her ass.
Breasts are endlessly fun to grope, but the ass? Not so much.
My hand drifts from stroking her ass, slipping between her thighs.
"Mm."
Her fingers brush her folds, and she lets out a warm moan, twitching. I trail my lips from hers, down her neck.
A light kiss on her nape and collarbone, then I lick gently around her shoulders and underarms.
She's not fully my woman yet, but since she never goes outside or touches anyone else, I suck hard between her collarbone and neck.
No one will see the hickeys anyway.
Below her collarbone, tops of her breasts, the mounds themselves, sides of her nipples, underboob, lower curves, belly, beside her navel, lower abdomen.
My mouth marks her everywhere it goes.
Ye-ji shows no resistance, surrendering to my hands and lips, savoring the sensations.
When my lips graze her hip bone, she jolts her waist up.
Sensitive spot? Weird place for it.
I trace it again slowly with my lips. She squirms and wriggles.
It's fun, so I attack the area every way I can.
Rubbing like a kiss, light licks with my tongue, fingertips tracing patterns delicately, palm stroking slow.
Every move gets a satisfying response, and my cock swells to bursting.
Normally, I'd prioritize my own pleasure and skip foreplay like this, but watching her react is so enjoyable I have no urge to stop.
Touching the sides of her breasts or inner thighs draws whole new reactions.
Her writhing is insanely erotic— impossible to quit now.
I knead her breast again, teasing the other nipple, and she lets out soft moans before opening her mouth.
"Put it in..."
A woman begging for it is like the most addictive drug.
Feels like I have to obey right then.
But I don't.
Instead, I bring my mouth to her pussy and work my tongue.
"Ahh!"
A sobbing moan fills the room.
She seems embarrassed, like she didn't expect to moan like that.
It only turns me on more. I can't hold back anymore.
Slowly, I push my cock into her.
Finally feeling it, she arches her back.
I slide in carefully all the way, then pull out fast and thrust deep again.
"Ahhhn."
Full of pleasure.
Out again, then in. Wet slaps mix with her moans.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
"Hng, hng, mm, hng."
The faster I go, the quicker her moans come.
Our flesh smacking echoes on, her cries turning more lascivious.
Slow it down, pull out slow, push in slow— her moans stretch out too.
It's so fun, I keep experimenting.
Fast, slow, fast again. Faster.
"Hahk, hahk, ugh, ugh, ahn, eung."
My knees ache from pounding, her moans growing frantic.
My hands grip her hips, syncing with my thrusts. She bucks her waist too.
Confirming she's deep in ecstasy, my own climax surges.
Spurt, spurt.
Shooting deep inside, she twitches in satisfaction.
It's so hot and stimulating, even after I cum, my vision flashes.
I move to her face for a kiss. She wraps her arms around my neck, sucking my tongue gratefully.
"Hoo."
Lying beside her, the mental fulfillment and physical pleasure leave a deep afterglow. Ye-ji turns to me, rests her head on my arm, and snuggles in.
She drapes her thigh over me.
One hand strokes her back slowly; the other caresses her thigh.
Smooth, soft woman's skin.
This woman has no flaws.
"I'm glad I met you."
She gazes at me from my arm.
I look back and ask,
"Why?"
She drops her eyes briefly. So damn cute.
Holding a woman like this? World ending was the best thing ever.
"Out of all the guys I've met, none were as good as you."
"Must've been a parade of trash. Calling a guy like me 'good'?"
"Yeah. Why were all the jerks drawn to me?"
"Too pretty by half?"
She meets my eyes again.
"Pretty?"
"No way you're just now realizing with that face and body."
"I know. I'm pretty."
She looks down again, slides her thigh off, and teases near my cock with her fingers.
"But every guy, the second they saw me, just wanted to shove it in."
Her fingers poke my cock. Freshly spent, it takes it helplessly, no response.
"Me too, pretty much."
"I know. But last week."
"Last week?"
"You just left."
The night I rolled around with Yeon-ju all night.
Yeah, even without Yeon-ju, I wasn't planning on Ye-ji that day.
"So?"
"Not bragging, but no guy's ever resisted when I teased them in just my underwear."
"Any man would cave. How'd you hold back?"
"It's right here."
She pokes my cock again.
This time, it twitches in protest.
Funny, so she pokes once more. I flex hard right on cue.
"Oh? Looks like it's alive."
Then she starts stroking it gently.
Like a saint reviving a weary hero with prayer.
Enjoying the touch, I reflect on our talk.
Just noticed— she dropped the formal speech earlier.
Not intentional, probably. Does that mean we're closer?
Or should I not read into it?
As I ponder, the saint's prayers work— the hero rises.
Amused, Ye-ji keeps playing with it.
Her fingers tickling the tip are too much— I can't take it.
"He's up, but no strength yet."
She sounds disappointed.
Then she bolts upright.
Grabbing a drink? Bathroom? Before I guess, Ye-ji takes my cock in her mouth.