Chapter 7
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: It's Not That I'm Too Sensitive—Your Dick's the Weird One (2)
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Kim Sujin was smart.
Her grades in high school were better than mine.
And she got into one of the top universities in the country purely on her study skills, without any awards or extracurriculars like I had.
Plus, when it came to mentally tormenting people... man, how does someone even come up with shit like that? She was exceptional at it.
Analytical.
Thorough in everything.
And bold to boot.
If she decided "this'll work," she'd push hard.
And it usually did, earning her support from ape-like creatures like Choi Yujeong and Lee Ayoung.
In that sense, her decision to do OnlyFans felt a bit more desperate than her usual self.
She must need a huge sum of money, fast.
While I showered first and checked the hacked phones of Choi Yujeong and Lee Ayoung, Kim Sujin showered in my room's bathroom.
'Okay. Neither has any photos or videos of me.'
Choi Yujeong's family had always been on the poorer side, her mom was in bad health lately, and her brother had gotten scammed on a housing deposit not long ago.
Lee Ayoung's family had been average back in high school, but her parents struck gold with Bitcoin. Now she lived alone in a nice apartment and ran her own online shop.
'Life really is unpredictable.'
The sound of the shower stopped.
A moment later, the hairdryer hummed from inside.
I switched to OS tweak mode.
Without my face scan or password, she'd never find the hacked content or hidden videos inside.
'Good.'
The desktop just had a few normal game icons.
'Even though I tried it raw last time, I'm still nervous.'
That time was just 30 seconds of poking around without a condom.
This time, we're going all the way to creampie.
Just thinking about it made my groin feel heavy.
'No. No. Act natural.'
I closed my eyes, trying to will down even a little of the erection.
I didn't want to look like a horny dog desperate to fuck.
Click.
The bathroom door opened, and Kim Sujin stepped out.
Wearing just a black bra and matching thong.
'Whoa, fuck. Those tits, hips, ass.'
Screw it. I didn't care anymore.
My dick surged past half-mast in my pants.
Kim Sujin approached, roughly toweling her damp hair.
"What're you doing?"
"...Huh? Oh, nothing."
She placed a hand on my shoulder as she drew near.
She glanced at my crotch and smirked.
"You little perv."
"..."
"All excited already? Good. Stay like that. You can blow your load plenty later."
Did this girl not know shame?
Did she see me not as a guy, but as a living dildo for making money?
Her mind was a total mystery.
Kim Sujin pinched my cheek.
"Hey."
"Mmph?"
"I can see exactly what you're thinking."
"..."
"Like, 'Why's this bitch so shameless? Is she that desperate to fuck?' Right?"
"...Something like that?"
I shook my head.
"Then? What were you thinking?"
No.
Find a reason that doesn't embarrass her, from her perspective.
Brain, full throttle!
Otherwise, who knows what crazy shit she'll pull when we're drinking with the others tonight.
I slowly pulled her soft hand from my cheek and answered.
"Oh. You're really serious about this OnlyFans thing. Since we'll be doing it a lot from now on, you're just acting natural to avoid awkwardness... right?"
"Yeah. You get it."
Phew.
I was a goddamn genius just now.
Funeral montage material.
Kim Sujin glanced around my room.
"Alright. Explain what you prepped over the past week."
"Uh? Oh."
I stood from the chair and went to the bed.
"The phone tripod you mentioned, shooting phone, clip-on mic. This is lighting."
"Good. We'll start with this and buy a camera later if needed."
"...Yeah."
"Let me see that. Our OnlyFans channel. You set it up, right?"
"Yeah."
I sat back at the computer.
Sujin knelt beside me.
My eyes involuntarily dropped to her cleavage.
She caught my gaze like a ghost and chuckled.
"You're gonna see, touch, bite, and suck on these plenty from now on, and you can't even hold back? Jeez."
"..."
I hid my embarrassment and turned to the monitor.
"This is our channel."
An empty blank page.
"It's set so it can't be traced?"
"Yep."
No way it could be. It's a page only we see.
"Money like we talked about in KakaoTalk?"
"Yeah. When earnings are low, I'll withdraw cash from my account and hand it over. When they get big—"
"Set up a corp and pay as salary?"
"Right. If the tax office catches on, we'll say it's from selling T-shirts overseas. You're an employee of the corp I set up."
"You sure? Can I trust you? I don't wanna end up in cuffs."
"Don't worry. I'll handle it."
We won't make that much anyway.
"You trust me?"
"You can't just pull corp money willy-nilly, right?"
"Yeah. Salary it is. Whatever."
"Hey."
"..."
"Any immediate target amount?"
"Target?"
"Yeah."
"Hmm... Let's say 100 million won for now?"
100 million?
Ambitious. Go, Sujin.
Even her dreams are big.
I nodded like it was a solemn vow.
"Alright. Let's make 100 million."
Kim Sujin held out her palm to me.
Smack!
High-five.
I ignored the jiggle of her upper tits in my peripheral vision.
I pointed at the monitor.
"We need a channel name and bio. You said you'd handle that?"
"Yeah. Violet Muse."
I typed "violet muse" into the title.
"This?"
I barely held back the laugh.
Kim Sujin tilted her head, studying my face.
"Hey."
"..."
"You laughing?"
"Pfft."
The laughter burst out anyway.
"Don't laugh?"
"Mmgh."
I clamped my lips shut.
Kim Sujin muttered.
"Fuck. I even asked AI for suggestions."
I nodded.
"Yeah, well. First time, so it feels awkward. It'll grow on us."
"Ugh. Leave the bio. I'll do it later."
"Sure."
Sujin picked up her phone from the desk.
"Just download the app?"
"Yeah. Sent you the ID and password while you showered."
"Got it."
She downloaded the OnlyFans app.
On this Wi-Fi, it'd grab my fake version.
Even accessing the site via PC would route to my fake.
Once logged in, anywhere she went—app or browser—it'd hit my PC server.
She logged in after install.
"Okay, we're in."
She poked around the screen and turned to me.
"I'll handle editing and what to shoot. You promote on communities after upload? Got it?"
"Yeah."
Time for more fake pages.
"So now we just shoot and upload?"
"Shoot, then you learn editing... and AI stuff."
"Sure."
"Editing PC arrives late tonight or tomorrow."
"Thanks. Deduct from my first earnings. Got it?"
"First earnings... if they even happen?"
"Hey. It'll work, guaranteed."
I nodded.
"Well, yeah."
"Yeah?"
Kim Sujin whipped her head toward me.
Eyes spinning with suspicion. What now?
"What does 'yeah' mean?"
"Uh... you're running the channel, so it'll succeed... that kinda thing."
She went quiet for a sec, then spoke.
"Take off your pants."
"..."
"Hurry."
Her face looked almost friendly, like she'd suck me off right there. Fuck. Don't fall for it.
"Come on. Why not? I'm just in underwear. Strip."
"..."
I stood and dropped my sweats.
She yanked down my boxers too.
Flop.
My dick sprang out.
"Eep."
I flinched back, but she glared.
"Suck—"
My hands went limp for a second.
"Sit, pants off."
"..."
I stripped fully and sat in the chair.
I cursed my dick for getting rock-hard without a care for the situation.
Sujin grabbed my cock firmly.
I twitched, and she snickered.
"Stay still~"
"..."
Her hand stroked it slowly up and down.
"Ooh. Thick."
"..."
"Minwoo."
"Yeah?"
"What did that 'yeah' mean earlier?"
"It—"
"If you're bullshitting."
"..."
"I'll snap your dick. Hands behind your back."
My hands shot back. I swallowed hard.
Her lie detection was shit-tier when she had you by the balls like this.
She had a hunch, that's why.
"Well... mine's big."
"...Go on."
"You're hot... great body... pretty..."
Her slender grip tightened bit by bit.
"Don't stall. I'm... getting mad."
"..."
"That 'yeah' sounded like you were mocking me. Spill it. It's fine. I won't get mad."
-I'm just really curious.
She grinned.
"For real. I'm curious."
Solution here.
Just tell the truth.
"Promise you let go if I tell the straight truth?"
"No. Talk first."
"That... last time we did it."
"Mhm."
"You... kinda... squirted. You know..."
She glared like she wanted to kill me.
At least she didn't snap it, just held on.
"Guys... like that. It's rare too. So... it has that competitive edge... you know."
Sujin relaxed and slowly let go.
"That day, I was off. First time when you were asleep, I didn't. Probably won't again."
Really?
Kim Sujin chewed her inner lip, lost in thought. She looked almost disappointed.
She asked me.
"Guys really like it?"
"Yeah. Visually... it shows the girl's satisfied."
"Hmm."
Sujin nodded and stood.
She'd been shocked that day.
Like she wanted to make me squirm raw-dogging her, but she was the one losing it.
So now?
What was she thinking?
According to my Kim Sujin expression analysis skill, honed over 6 years of torment:
'Fuck. I should be the one making this guy squirm. But for videos to sell, I need to squirt like that. Which is better? Tch. Fine. Money's urgent now.'
Snapping out of it, she turned to me.
"If you can."
"...?"
"Make me squirt like that again."
Kim Sujin grinned.
With that, she headed to the bed.
'If I can, go for it?'
Wiggle wiggle.
Whoa, fuck, that ass.
Driving me insane.
"Come here. Let's shoot."