Chapter 37
Chapter 37
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: 7. I'll Never Have Sex With You (5)
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In the end, the glass spills over.
"Yojora, you fucking bitch."
The long, night-sky-colored hair clutched tightly in Seo Woo-jin's grip was crumpled up.
Beneath it, her red eyes, hazy and drunken with intoxication, suddenly widened in shock.
No.
Emotions... hide them.
Getting thrilled over a curse word would give it all away, you idiot.
How could she let this hard-earned chance slip away so pointlessly?
She had to get annoyed,
get angry,
seethe with rage.
Push back,
fight him off.
That way, he'd hate her even more.
"...What the hell are you doing...! Let go of my hair...!"
"Shut your mouth."
Thud.
Thud.
She swallowed hard against the tension threatening to burst from her throat and looked up at Seo Woo-jin's face.
A face brimming with irritation and annoyance,
clearly screaming 'I hate you',
staring right at her.
She gazed up at that face politely, her throat bobbing noisily.
She even adjusted her previously sloppy kneeling posture to make it more deferential.
If Woo-jin ever caught on to this, that expression would instantly twist into a sneer.
"......"
...But the moment he did, wouldn't it feel even better...?
Hehe.
"Sorry. The truth is, I did it because I like you... Did you think I'd just smile and accept that? Go back to the company and all?"
"...Th-that's not what I was trying to do..."
She desperately countered his soft whisper.
No.
Actually, she hadn't even thought about the company midway through.
It was just something she did to feel good on her own...
He didn't even need to accept her feelings.
It was the best excuse she could muster without outright saying 'I want you to rape me'.
So.
Just ignore all that and...
......
Won't you... break me everywhere...?
Her throat, still bobbing from moments ago, argued fervently inside.
"Thinking about it, it's even more fucked up. You come to seduce me and bring up rape..."
"......"
"...Does getting raped feel good to you?"
"...Don't talk bullshit..."
A woman who wanted to lord over others like a queen on the outside,
but inside was overflowing with self-destructive urges.
Kneeling before a man who could kill her in an instant if he wanted,
taking crude insults that should disgust her,
yet desperately trying not to let her twitching lips show it.
A woman whose face was now flushing not from alcohol, but from hot arousal.
...A woman who only now noticed her tail had been wagging playfully all this time.
With boys whose balls were swollen with lust, was there any toy as fun as this big sis?
So...
"Then I'll do the same to you."
"Wh-what...?"
"Guess you have that kind of taste."
"Bullshit..., w-wait...!"
She slipped free from Seo Woo-jin's forced grip on her arm and flopped back down to her knees.
No matter how huge her tits were,
how unnecessarily wide her hips,
or how her whole body screamed 'sex',
it still wasn't okay to drag her to bed against her will and pound her pussy relentlessly!
...Or so.
She lied to her brain.
I'm being raped against my will...
I'm weaker than Seo Woo-jin...
I don't want to be raped...
I want to kill that man...
I absolutely don't want that massive cock slamming deep into my pussy...
"......Mmph, mmph...?"
...Huh...?
"Open your mouth."
"......"
The cock, heavy and throbbing from her sucking it halfway down just moments ago,
reeking of her saliva,
precum,
and their lewd mix,
pressed boldly against her soft lips.
What if she bit down hard?
So risky.
But,
that stupid courage was kinda hot.
If Woo-jin were a smart guy to begin with,
he wouldn't have picked a physical fight with her.
"You were sucking it eagerly on your own a minute ago, and now you hate it?"
"...Yeah. I hate it."
"...You came to me for this in the first place."
"...Nooo...? I just thought my cute junior deserved a gift... or something..."
"Cute enough to rape?"
"...Can't I...? Your dick got so hard, you liked it too... ...You maso pervert bastard......"
"......"
"Pffft... hentai... pervert..."
Ah, he got pissed at the masochist label.
Seo Woo-jin sighed, looking down at her face rebelling to keep that monster cock out of her small mouth...
Actually kissing the tip repeatedly.
His cold gaze lingered chillingly for only a moment.
Then, the hand on the back of her head
tightened,
with a grip.
"Mmph... Nngh......"
...Not by her will, but forced by his hand, she swallowed the cock.
The glans she'd been licking diligently since her first attempt at fellatio.
She took it deeper until it hit her throat,
and unsatisfied, shoved it further until it plugged her gullet tight.
...Gag.
She felt like puking.
Of course, if she actually did, the stud she'd finally found would hate her,
so she'd hold it in no matter what.
"Nngh... Hnngh... Phoo... Mmph...!"
Careful not to let her teeth graze it,
yet letting it slide slickly over her tongue for his pleasure,
thanks to the pooling saliva making it all sticky,
he didn't give a damn about her little efforts.
He just gripped her head tight and rammed his cock in and out of her mouth to feel good.
The blood-engorged shaft burrowed into her narrow throat,
then pulled out scraping roughly, ignoring her consent, deciding 'that's enough' on its own.
...If he touched her neck, he'd feel every movement, no doubt.
As she gulped down saliva with the cock squeezing her throat,
a string of clear drool slowly dripped before her hazy eyes.
What was that?
She glanced up slightly to see Seo Woo-jin sticking out his tongue lightly.
And the saliva dripping slowly from its tip.
The cock starting to get wet from it.
The saliva from his repeated throat-fucks now slathered over the whole shaft.
She saw it all.
...If this were real rape, she'd have bitten it off ages ago...
You lucky bastard...
Slurp... Slurp...
...Gulp...
......Gulp.
"Hoo... ...Fuck..."
"Phah...! Hack...! Haa....... Ha..."
Like a fleshlight,
used so thoroughly that her hair and drool were thoroughly tangled,
until finally, the invading cock slowly withdrew from her gasping lips.
...That thing had just been pounding her throat.
Her dazed musing was brief,
as Seo Woo-jin, still clutching her hair, naturally placed it over her face.
...You jerk. Now everything stuck to your dick is...
......
...Hehe...
"The maso pervert is you."
"Heek... Hek......"
No it's not?
All she'd done was obediently let him ram his cock down her throat.
Can't you see I'm glaring at you like I'm disgusted?
I'm nailing the normal girl cosplay, okay?
Compared to her, he was way more... the one who got hard when she pounced on him earlier...
"...Get up here."
"Eek... No......?!"
His words were a command,
but his hands slipped under her armpits, pulling her up onto the bed.
160 cm.
50 kg.
Not heavy at all, she thought,
but not something you just lift easily either.
Yet he effortlessly picked her up and laid her on the bed.
...To fuck her however he wanted.
Creeeak—the bed springs let out an embarrassing squeak.
Her scalp stung as her long hair splayed out beneath her back.
Suddenly feeling incredibly embarrassed,
she wiped her saliva-smeared face with her wrist for a moment.
"Hey, wait...! Mmph..."
His t-shirt came down over her face.
......The white t-shirt she'd worn under her cardigan.
It was peeled off by someone, exposing her twitching lower belly,
then her bra-covered tits,
covering her face.
The culprit...?
Who knows.
...Can't see.
"...Ngh..., Nn..."
The stuffy pressure crushing her chest suddenly released.
Without a moment to wait, 'someone's' touch grazed her skin.
Squeeze... kneading selfishly without a thought for how much it'd hurt a woman,
then over her heart—which would spill all her secrets if he pressed his ear to it.
Passing the edge.
Onto her already slightly hardened nipple.
Someone's fingertip touched it.
"Eek...!"
Not like those middle school or high school perverts
who poked her tits once and grinned like idiots,
but squeezing her slutty tits mercilessly, like he meant to milk them,
someone's fingertip.
...Not squeezing hard,
just lightly tapping,
someone's tongue tip.
Hard and wet,
someone's teeth.
Kept touching.
"...D-don't..., I said don't........."
"......"
No answer came.
Even as she stupidly wore the t-shirt like a blindfold, tilting her head back and begging not to twitch.
Silent.
He just toyed with her nipple as he pleased.
Like it was his to begin with.
"Seo... Woo-jin......"
"......"
"Stop..., I was wrong......"
Amid the slurping sucks on her tit and her leaking gasps, she somehow strung words together.
But nothing changed.
Maybe her reactions amused him—he flicked his tongue tip over it,
then bit down hard enough to hurt, making her flail her arms blindly toward unseen places,
deeming one tit insufficient, he lapped at the other,
then not content, gathered both tits together and licked the saliva-soaked nipples with his tongue tip.
...All of it felt so much like being helplessly raped while blindfolded.
It rang out so vividly.
"Yojora."
"...Don't call my name... you bastard..."
"No, there's something I need to tell you."
Even as she immersed herself in the role of being raped against her will,
Seo Woo-jin's quiet voice reached her,
so vividly.
"I'll never have sex with you."
"...I-I don't want to either..."
"Mutual pleasure is just sex, after all."
"......"
"So, I'm just jerking off however I want."
It slammed into her eardrum.