Chapter 17
Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: 3. My Room (6)
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"Hic… Eut…? Ungh…?"
Slowly dragging my fingers down around her clit, hidden tightly away inside her panties.
Teasingly close to Lee Ha-yoon's clit, oh so careful.
After sliding along that plump, soft curve, I gently parted the mound that was already slick from just kissing.
Her waist trembled slightly right away, then soon went limp as if it was fine.
Maybe weirded out by the first touch from someone else.
Maybe feeling good.
On the other hand, maybe scared.
…Come to think of it, a totally natural reaction.
For someone who'd been chattering away so bubbly just minutes after we met—less than ten, even—her response was surprisingly innocent.
"S-Scho… Sch… Ah…."
Unlike her real sensitive spots, the areas she'd developed herself from all that touching were all concentrated up front.
Right around her hymen, that is.
Whether she stopped there because she thought the hymen had some value, or just because she was scared to go further, who knows.
Doesn't matter.
Even if it was already torn, I wouldn't have cared much.
I've seen plenty of villains whose hymens were already broken before they even had experience, ruined from obsessive masturbation.
Villains whose insides were developed only as deep as their own fingers could reach.
All the time.
"W-Woo-jin, ah… Us, just up to here…? Eut…?!"
Ha-yoon pressing herself against the wall like she was trying to escape me.
I pinned her down with a light nip at her ear, pressing a finger to her entrance, already soaked with her juices.
…From the mound to the entrance.
And the clit too.
To churn up that space—barely enough for one knuckle at best—to her exact tastes.
"Ung… Hic…."
Just a little pressure from my middle finger, and her waist jerked.
The tongue we'd been kissing with brushed her earlobe, and her small shoulders shivered.
Each little reaction like that kept stirring my conquest, making my touches rougher bit by bit.
She wasn't a full hero yet, just an aspirant.
And not even one who'd go on to fame—just some hero I'd never even heard of.
That sense of conquest from bringing a girl like her to my room and teaching her about men for the first time… it was making my heart race.
"…Turn your head, Ha-yoon."
"Eh… Mmph, chuup… Chup…."
I released her now-docile ear from my bite, forced her head around, and kissed her while sliding my finger in.
Even the polite "oppa" honorific she'd been sticking to religiously was gone for now.
And to keep her from thinking straight while she was being kissed, I flicked the finger that had been pressing at her entrance upward.
The hood-covered nub, already slick with her arousal, met my fingertip.
At the same time, Ha-yoon climaxed lightly, her tongue stiffening.
I gripped the back of her head by her ponytail and kissed her hard for a moment.
Ignoring her thighs clamping tight around my wrist, I pressed down on her clit with my middle and ring fingers.
…That's when.
"…Pha… Woo-jin, ah…."
Ha-yoon twisted her head away, desperately whispering as she broke the kiss.
"What?"
"It's just, there…."
"There?"
"……Em, embarrassing…."
What a weird thing to say.
She hadn't said a word when I'd pinned her to the bed and tangled our tongues like last night with Ji-yoon.
Nor when I'd stripped off her bra as she lay on the bed.
Nor when I'd straight-up said I was gonna fuck her and brought out the condom.
Nor when I'd slipped my hand into her pure white panties, stained with her juices.
Nothing.
But now she's saying it's embarrassing and to stop? Doesn't that strike even you as a little off, Ha-yoon?
"How's it embarrassing?"
"……Ah… W-Wait, don't touch there…."
I rubbed her clit—already slick and ready—with firm presses of my fingers as I asked.
Her nipples, perky and exposed since I'd just taken off her bra, were the same.
Still holding her close with one arm, I squeezed her cherry-pink tip hard enough it might hurt.
She'd even given up gripping my dick, too busy grabbing my wrist to try and stop me….
Squeeze. Press.
"Say it properly. Embarrassing, right? Where?"
"…You're keep rubbing it, how could it not be embarrassing, idiot…!"
"Did I say something weird?"
"Not that… You keep, touching…?!"
"Where?"
"Ugh… Th-There…, hic…!!"
"Say it straight. Where."
"You're, right now, touching… Ungh… Eut…."
The clit was convenient like this.
You could feel pleasure without needing delicate control.
Especially when she was already this wet—peel back the hood and grind, and you had the upper hand.
Rubbing her clit the way she probably did it herself, she immediately yelped—hic, hic—arching her waist in panic.
I covered her lips again, persistently working her clit.
Until the time she spent squirming through light orgasms outlasted the time she held out.
And amid it all, a small idea popped up.
That word she'd been subtly fixated on earlier.
I brought it up again, grinding my fingertip over her now rock-hard clit.
"…Because you're my noona, you can't say it?"
"Hah… Ha… Haa…."
"You should be leading, but you wanna be led. Instead you're getting pampered by me, so it's embarrassing?"
"Uh… Hngh… Hic…."
Whispering right into her ear, flushed bright red.
Not missing the lewd, sloppy wet sounds from inside her panties.
Not missing the happy, obscene breaths spilling from her lips.
Ignoring her thighs squeezing my wrist like she wanted me to stop.
And shoving my voice in deeper.
And then.
"…Ha-yoon."
"Heok… He…?"
"Stick out your tongue."
"……Ah…?"
One step further.
To see how far she'd obey my command.
But.
"……."
"……."
No instant surrender, no tail-wagging submission.
Just a gulp, then slowly—agonizingly slowly—shaking her head no.
…While clearly enjoying it.
"Don't wanna?"
"…N-Not that I hate it… But it's pervy… Asking your junior to feed you saliva by sticking out your tongue…."
Because she was the noona.
The senior.
Just one year older.
Propping up her fragile pride.
And that turned me on.
Training an obedient puppy that follows every order gives no thrill.
Honestly, from what I'd seen of Ha-yoon so far, I figured she'd wag her tail right away….
But this unexpected resistance brought a pleased smile to my lips.
Noona.
Senior.
Tease those words, and her pride makes her push back, even if just a little.
Who knows when that dam will finally burst.
"…Noona. Ha-yoon sunbae."
"…You were suddenly dropping the honorifics earlier, now what. You jerk…."
"You know how to put this on?"
"Put on…? What…."
Calling her noona again, I placed the condom packet on her lower belly.
The big "0.01" number and the "XXL" letters after it stood out glaringly.
"……."
She'd been chatting back fine until a second ago, but now she shut her mouth, going quiet.
I pulled my hand out of her slick panties and grabbed her hand, making her grip the condom firmly.
She'd been lost in the pleasure until now, but with the main event approaching, her mind had gone blank.
People sure are consistent.
"Tear that open, noona."
"……Tear…? Oh, the wrapper…."
I had no intention of breaking her from the start.
Pounding her senseless until she passed out root-deep could wait; this much foreplay was plenty.
Ha-yoon, staring at the condom like a kid who'd found a stag beetle.
I stepped away from her, gripped her thighs, and spread them wide.
At first, she tensed her legs shyly to block me, but that didn't last.
She must've realized blocking me like that got her nothing.
Anyway, she'd come to my place hoping for some kind of event.
And it couldn't be that she hoped it'd end with just kissing and petting.
"Should I take them off completely? Or just push them aside?"
"…P-Panties?"
"Yeah."
"……Pushing aside won't be uncomfortable…? Th-Then better to just take them off…."
"Then lift your hips a bit. Let me take them off."
"Ung…."
Because she's the noona.
I gave her the choice.
A meaningless one where it didn't matter either way, but still.
Noonas love that treatment.
I hooked the panties clinging to her hips—legs straight together—and peeled them off, sticky with her arousal, tossing them somewhere on the floor.
"…Noona. Still can't open it?"
"Ah, ah…! Wait… I was, looking at it…."
"Looking? Looking at what? Me taking off your panties?"
"……."
Her eyelids fluttered, then she hesitantly nodded.
For someone craving noona treatment, it was a damn cute reaction.
Fumbling with the condom wrapper, blushing as she admitted she'd been too busy watching me strip her panties to open it.
…Maybe that's why. My dick kept getting ridiculously harder.
Unlike her flustered state, she quickly pulled out the condom.
The wrapper tore, and the glistening apricot-colored sheath dangled from her fingers.
"Y-You just… roll this on your dick, right…."
"Yeah."
"Grab the end and unroll it…."
From her muttering, sounds like she looked it up on her phone last night.
Whatever. Fine.
Her pretending to be pro while fumbling was hot anyway.
I switched places, bringing my face near hers.
My fully erect dick made her flinch in fear, but she carefully started rolling the condom on.
"……."
"……."
Her focused seriousness on just putting on a condom was so cute, I mindlessly patted her head.
Not very noona-like treatment, but she just glanced up at me once and kept at it.
Guess she didn't hate it that much.
"…Now spread your thighs properly. Stop trying to hide."
"……."
"If it hurts, say so. I'll go slow."
"……."
No answer.
Instead, her head nodded a couple times.
…Her actions screamed she was desperate for noona treatment from me.
But her real vibe? Same age at best.
Ji-yoon, stiff and formal with me, felt more like a noona.
Telling Ha-yoon that straight would hurt her feelings.
Swallowing a chuckle, I fixed the sloppy condom she'd put on, then pressed my tip against her tiny hole.
"…Eut…."
"Hurts? Already?"
"N-No… Not that… ……Just nervous…."
Just the tip had gone in.
Not enough to even tear her hymen.
Basically just pressing at the entrance.
Part of me wanted to slam into her sensitive spots….
But first time.
Even there, it'd hurt right now.
Maybe bracing for the pain to come, I looked down at Ha-yoon clutching the pillow tight and asked.
"…So you're okay now?"
"……."
Her face vanished behind the pure white pillow she hugged tight, nodding.
Hmm… I wanna see your face while we fuck.
Remembering how she'd been shy all along, I gave in a step.
And slowly pushed my hips forward.
"……?! …, ……!!"
"Hoo…."
Her hands clenched the pillow hard.
The sensation of taking in a male for the first time must've felt insanely weird, beyond words.
But she kept her thighs spread despite the twitching, no intention of quitting.
"……Eut… Hic…, ah…!"
Looking down at her, I slid my dick deeper.
The resistance of her walls trying to push out the intruder.
And amid it, the thin membrane blocking my glans.
Squeeze.
Squeeze.
Squeeze.
"…, ……, ……Eut…!?"
Snip.
Savoring that faint sensation of severing what she'd guarded for 21 years,
"…Can you handle it? …Noona?"
"Haa… Hak… Hurts, but… This much is, whatever…."
Always getting banged up as a hero aspirant, with her okay,
"Ungh… Eut… Woo-jin, Woo-jin-ah… A little, shallow……."
"…Like this?"
"Ung… Right there, that's at least… …Okay…."
Slowly.
As slow as possible, rocking my hips,
I started loosening her walls.
So Ha-yoon could enjoy sex.
So she could take me not just at the entrance, but deeper.
Until she could swallow me to the root,
After hitting all the weaknesses she didn't even know she had,
So her eyes wouldn't wander to any other guy but me.