Son Ga-eun's Apology
"Haaaah... I'm going to lose my mind..."
The one letting out a sigh so deep it could have swallowed the earth was none other than Ga-eun. A full week had already passed since she had stormed out of Dong-hyun's room, and pride had kept her from ever going back. Cruelly enough, Dong-hyun hadn't so much as glanced her way since. She had even prepared herself to play hard to get — if he had sidled up and made a pass at her, she would have pretended to give in. Instead, he hadn't approached her at all. And that, more than anything, left her restless and hollow.
She had grown so accustomed to his hands that she had no way of quenching the thirst on her own. Even now she lay alone on her bed, trying to soothe herself with her own fingers, but it felt nothing like when he touched her.
"Is this even how you do it...? Haaah... It feels so different from when that bastard touched me..."
If she had never known that pleasure, she could have lived without it. But once she had tasted it, her body burned until she thought she would go mad. At last, Ga-eun sat up and left her room.
She eased open the door to Dong-hyun's room, but he wasn't inside.
"Hah... Where did he go?"
She wandered the house from end to end and still found no trace of him. The housekeeper had said he was home, and his car was still sitting in the garage, so he had to be somewhere on the grounds. Then, as she started down the hall toward her father-in-law Mugang's room, the door swung open and Dong-hyun stepped out.
Ga-eun startled and ducked against the wall. Peeking around the corner, she saw Mugang himself seeing Dong-hyun off, laughing with a booming, unrestrained delight.
"Kahahaha! Well? Today was a little different, wasn't it?"
"I came in here thinking I could charm you with my talent, Grandfather — but looking at you, I think I'm going to have to show you something even better."
"What's that? Puhahahaha! This brat. You've got a silver tongue on you."
Mugang sounded genuinely thrilled. He had stepped back from the front lines of the company and thrown himself entirely into Go, and even he could feel how sharply his skill had risen through his recent matches with Dong-hyun. After every game, Dong-hyun would go back over each move, pointing and explaining. Of course, those explanations were really the words of Lee Chang-seop from another world, spoken as he watched the stones Dong-hyun had placed.
In the world of Subjugating the Delinquent Girl, Dong-hyun and Lee Chang-seop met once a week to play. Sitting across the board from Lee Chang-seop — a professional player ranked among the finest in the world — was no small thing, even if the invitation came from a second-generation heir of the Hansung Group. But Lee Chang-seop had been so taken with Dong-hyun's play in their first match that he had agreed to teach him, one game a week. Every lesson passed straight through to Mugang. Of course the old man's strength was climbing. He was falling for Dong-hyun completely — so thoroughly that he would walk him all the way to the door. And with that, securing Dong-hyun's place in the family was proceeding more smoothly than anyone could have hoped.
"Grandfather, I'll be heading back now."
"Yes, yes. I'll see you again tomorrow. Time just vanishes when you're around. Hahaha!"
Even Ga-eun, watching from her hiding place, had never seen Mugang laugh like that — not once since she had married into this house. Without realizing it, she had her thumb in her mouth, chewing on it. Dong-hyun's advance was terrifyingly unstoppable.
He started back toward his room, and as he passed he caught sight of Ga-eun pressed against the wall. He didn't acknowledge her. He simply walked by with a thin, knowing smile.
"W-wait a second..."
She called after him in a rush.
"What is it?"
"How did you suddenly get so close with Father...?"
She genuinely wanted to know. A man as rigid and unbending as Mugang almost never laughed like that.
"Is that what you're curious about? Or are you wondering what I might say to Grandfather?"
Dong-hyun gave his phone a little shake as he spoke. Ga-eun's heart dropped into her stomach. He was that close with Mugang now. If he ever decided to rattle off everything she had done, the outcome was as clear as day.
"Later... I'll come to your room and apologize..."
There were other reasons, too, but she kept those buried. The thought that she simply wanted to see him was something she crushed down under any excuse she could find.
"Hmph. You'd better come prepared."
With that, he brushed past her and was gone. Watching him go, Ga-eun felt a rush of relief that she would be allowed back into his room — and at the same time, a deep, throbbing ache between her legs. It was the same hungry pain that had been tormenting her all week.
If I go... if I just go to Dong-hyun's room... this throbbing will stop...
She knew it herself. She wanted to go to his room.
Knock, knock.
Dong-hyun was resting in his room when the knock came. The old Ga-eun would never have bothered knocking at all.
"May I come in?"
She wouldn't have asked permission from the other side of the door, either.
"Come in."
At his word, the door eased open and she stepped inside, hovering awkwardly in front of him.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to take those off?"
"Ah...! I-I should take them off..."
It had been so long since she'd last been in this room that she shrank even smaller the moment she crossed the threshold. At his command she began to undress, slowly. It had been a week since he'd seen her body, and it was still beautiful.
She finished stripping and started to climb onto the bed, but Dong-hyun stopped her.
"What do you think you're doing? You said you came to apologize. Doesn't an apology come first?"
Ga-eun froze with one foot already on the mattress, at a complete loss.
"R-right... So what should I do?"
"Hah... Do I have to walk you through every single step? Fine. First, get on your knees in front of me."
"On... my knees...?"
"You don't want to?"
"No... I'll do it..."
Ga-eun sank to her knees at his feet, the picture of humiliation. Dong-hyun stood over her and pushed down his pants and underwear. His cock, already hard from the moment she had started undressing, twitched right in front of her eyes.
A week ago she had stormed out in a rage. This time was different. She stared at the thick, risen shaft with naked hunger in her eyes.
"What are you staring at? Aren't you going to apologize?"
"Mm...? Apologize...?"
He hadn't told her how, but she had a fairly clear idea. She wrapped her hand around the cock in front of her, stroked it up and down, then opened her mouth and took it in.
It was a blowjob she had never once given Kang Shi-hoon, Dong-hyun's father. Of course she was clumsy. But she was trying, in her own way. She may never have done it, but a woman past fifty could hardly claim she didn't know what fellatio was.
Dopamine was detonating through Dong-hyun's brain. Son Ga-eun — the woman who had crushed him, who had driven him into despair — was sucking his cock. The rush of it dwarfed every other woman he had ever broken. He was so aroused he could have flooded her mouth that instant. Her technique barely even registered.
He grabbed her head and started rolling his hips, lost in it.
"Ghhk... ghhk..."
His cock punched against the back of her throat and she gagged, but she didn't pull off. If anything, she sucked harder. She had the basics down, at least. The tight, relentless pressure of her mouth only drove him higher. At last he came, pouring a massive load into her mouth — a week's worth, held back. He had been having sex in other worlds, but this was his first blowjob in reality.
"Swallow it."
She had been about to spit out the enormous flood filling her mouth, but at his words she looked up at him. The look on her face asked if he was serious.
"I said swallow."
He snapped at her when she didn't move right away. Ga-eun gulped the semen down.
"Open your mouth."
She parted her lips so he could inspect whether she had swallowed everything. The act itself — opening her mouth and showing him the inside — was deeply humiliating.
"Good girl. Now get on the bed."
"Ah... thank you..."
As she climbed onto the mattress, her pussy was already glistening with wetness. Sucking him off had gotten her thoroughly worked up. She lay back and spread her legs, and Dong-hyun moved in. The instant his hand touched her, she flinched.
Ah... this. This is it...
He had barely laid a finger on her and she was already drowning in pleasure. His finger slid inside her, slowly stretching her inner walls, dragging along them.
"Hnnnnngh!!!"
He pushed one finger in and pulled it out, and she let out a shattered moan. A week's worth of thirst seemed to erupt all at once.
"That good?"
"Mm... good... so good... your hand..."
Even through the haze, she answered him. For the first time, Ga-eun was acknowledging Dong-hyun.
"Heh. Nice."
His hand sped up. The faster his fingers worked, the harder she clutched the sheets, coming apart beneath him.
"Hnnnngh... nngh... I... something's wrong... hnnnngh!!! I-I'm coming!!!!"
She gushed over his hand in an instant and collapsed, spent. He brought his cock — hard again — to her. Ga-eun stared at it through glazed eyes.
"Ah... no..."
Her mouth said no, but the strength and the will to stop him were already gone.