Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 54
Chapter Title: Awkward Aftermath
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"Hah..."
My head was ringing...
Even in an empty PC bang, was this really happening...?
Slither, slither.
Park Ye-young crawled back out from under the shelf and walked over to the counter.
What the hell was she thinking...?
It would've been better if I'd just jerked off myself, yelling, "Argh! Screw it, I'm cumming on my own terms!"
Then maybe Park Ye-young would've backed off, thinking, what a crazy bastard.
Shit, I should've done that...
Water running sounds came from the kitchen behind the counter.
Maybe she's rinsing her mouth...
I hurriedly pulled up my pants.
Dizzy... My head felt fuzzy...
Ah... Ahh!
I won? We actually won?
I barely did anything... Guess my teammates carried it somehow.
I hurriedly pulled up the replay. Hope I didn't rage too hard at the end...
'Nocturne ult'
'Nocturne, use your ult!'
My brain must've frozen—my Nocturne was just spinning in circles...
I could see myself desperately ulting as my teammates demanded, then flying off... only to hover there like an idiot.
At least I had auto-attack on, so I got some basic hits in. Small mercies...
Still, slamming into them must've had some effect—they burned all my skills down.
I got hit with every damn cooldown, but pulling my skills out made it playable, and my team wrecked them in the teamfight.
If I hadn't used ult, we really might've lost...
'Fucking retard bitch'
'This asshole throws the last teamfight'
'Gives me chills, for real'
'We won anyway, cheers lol'
'Never team with these fucks again'
Anyway... did it end peacefully?
Lucky we won—if we'd lost, the chat would've exploded.
Honor from one guy—what's that about? Shotcaller maybe...?
"Haa..."
I rested my head on the shelf.
Then sanity finally kicked back in, late as usual.
Even after going through it, I couldn't tell if it was real. What the hell just happened...? A dream...?
Shamble, shamble.
Park Ye-young was coming back—must've rinsed her mouth.
I couldn't meet her eyes.
Why...? That question just looped in my head.
Thud.
Park Ye-young tossed a pack of wet wipes my way.
Guess she wants me to clean up...
She looks pretty pissed off.
Because I came without a word? Or maybe I shouldn't have let it happen...
Park Ye-young headed back to the counter without a word.
Damn... she really seems upset. I don't get why... No clue at all. She's completely unpredictable...
Sulky.
I'm the one who got done, so why am I the one walking on eggshells...?
Post-nut clarity hit hard with a wave of self-loathing.
I should feel good, but I feel like shit.
What kind of fucked-up situation is this...?
Wipe, wipe.
I pulled out my dick again for no reason and wiped it down with the wet wipes.
Wiping it made my eyes well up stupidly.
Fuck... even flipping the perspective, it's messed up.
If a guy suddenly fingered a girl and then went deadpan like, "Eh, mood's gone," how'd that feel...?
These delinquent bitches...
"...Hoo..."
I diligently wiped up the remnants on the floor too.
A pile of used wipes stacked up beside me.
Fuck... what the hell am I doing out here?
'Maybe I should just head back to school...'
Came to game and feel good, ended up with nothing but bullshit.
I could stay, but Park Ye-young's sour face out of nowhere made me wanna bail even more.
What does she expect me to do?
Sure, shoving it in her mouth was my bad too since I came quietly, so maybe apologize...?
'Fuck...'
I packed my stuff and stood up.
Logged out, tossed the wipes in the trash.
As I got up, I saw Park Ye-young at the counter, face all twisted in a scowl.
"..."
What do I even say?
Just leave? Or say something before I go?
No idea. Probably best to just... go.
Bzzz.
The door opened, but Park Ye-young didn't react.
I hesitated a moment, then stepped out.
Hit the elevator button and stood there blankly.
Bzzz. Door closed again.
I watched the elevator rise, lips pressed shut. What now...?
Bzzz.
The elevator descending.
At the sound, Park Ye-young squeezed her eyes shut tight.
'Ah, fuck.'
Ah, seriously fuck...
Her clenched lips trembled faintly.
'No, fuck...'
Honestly, she'd planned to just mess around with her hands and stop there.
Intended to keep it to a handjob. His reactions were hilarious.
But when he got serious and swatted her hand away, something flared up. This fucker... getting all pissy over a game? Fuck him.
Fine, fucker, let's see if you can game with a bite.
That's why she crawled under slithering.
That was the plan... but...
'Uh.'
Then she saw the dick right in front of her face, and her brain short-circuited.
His dick... was it always... this big?
First adult cock she'd seen since growing up. She'd been too slammed—no time for guys. Right after SATs, nursing assistant school, part-time gigs...
A fully matured cock.
Up close, it threw her off.
No hair made it look even more raw and huge.
She had to bite it.
Just sink her teeth in hard.
But when she opened wide, she accidentally took it in.
Never bitten one before.
If she'd seen Yi Jun-hyeong's face, she might've chomped down hard enough to make him scream.
But no face in sight... and it didn't look like a loser's dick, so she clamped down by mistake.
'Hah... Sniff...'
This... wasn't the plan?
But her body reacted on instinct.
She sniffed slowly, savoring, nose twitching.
Ah fuck... the smell... but... the taste...
She tried to stop.
Tried... but when Yi Jun-hyeong pulled his hips back, her body moved first.
She yanked his hips close, trapping him. Not to suck—not really. Just habit, grabbing so the fucker couldn't run again.
'Ah, wait...'
The pull jammed the dick deep.
After that, her body went autopilot. Lips moved like sucking a normal guy's cock—not a loser's.
Something flooded her brain.
Hormones numbing her nerves.
Joke or not, touching the dick blurred her judgment from that moment. Hormones...
"Slurp..."
Her brain ignited.
Just having the dick in her mouth made her nerves go hazy.
Boring daily grind.
Boring studies.
Boring jobs.
All that shit, and just mouthing a cock set her neural circuits ablaze.
'Slurp... Slurp...'
The feeling of sucking a long, thick cock...
First time with an adult one...
Head fogging, lips kept moving.
Tongue instinctively explored, tasting the dick.
Fucking gross. Clearly fucking gross...
But hormones leaked out, paralyzing reason.
'Hah... Hack...'
Ah... No good.
Can't let this fucker get cocky... No...
'Gulp...!'
Moving slow, but Yi Jun-hyeong's hips bucked.
Dick sliding back and forth against her lips.
Shock made her eyes flutter open slow.
Like it was natural, using her mouth like a pussy... Hips moved with skill.
'Hoo, hup...'
This fucker...
But... wasn't it... kinda...?
Why so natural?
Brain soaked in hormones, reactions slowing.
Just... sucking a long dick-stick...
Why the security? Why the trembling hips?
'Ah... Uh...!'
Oh, coming.
Felt the dick pulsing.
Needed to pull off... but his thrusting hips were faster.
"Gulp!"
Unpleasant stuff shot between her palate.
Ah shit...!
No time to spit—cum hit her throat, trickling down.
'Urk...'
Finally pulled her lips back late, but she'd swallowed a ton already.
Panting, gathered the remnants in her mouth.
Dazed haze trickled from throat to stomach.
Ah. Fuck...
No choice, hand on Yi Jun-hyeong's thigh, breathing shallow.
Forcing nose breaths made even her nose quiver.
Hoo... Sniff...
"Hee... Hack..."
Pathetic moan from above.
The sound made her burst into dumb laughter. Dumbass...
Lips sealed, waiting out the aftershocks.
Dick twitching plumply... Pulse felt through her lips.
"Oo..."
Done cumming? Dick slid slow back and forth.
Like using her lips to clean it. Dick reciprocated lazily, wiping off cum.
'This fucker...'
Anger surged late.
Act over, vision cleared.
Crouched under narrow shelf, dick in mouth...
Hips shuddered. What had she done...?
'Ah fuck, the smell...'
Sense of smell returned late too.
Hand back, slowly pulled lips off.
Pop, dick slid out.
'Hah fuck.'
Crawled out, bolted to kitchen.
Lucky no one around. Hardly anyone here anyway.
"Wheeeeck."
Runny fluids gushed from her mouth.
Ah fuck... Seeing it made her gag.
Sticky in mouth was gross enough... Throat coated in cum.
"Kek... Kek..."
Gargled frantically with water, but stickiness lingered.
Clung like spiderwebs, marking her throat.
Even now.
Shift almost over, but that unpleasant residue hung in her throat.
'Why'd I do that?'
Park Ye-young was baffled by herself.
Meant to bully and done... Why?
Not mad at Yi Jun-hyeong—flustered at herself. Fuck, why?
'Ah...'
Park Ye-young bit her lip hard in frustration.
Lips turned deep red, almost bleeding.
Scene wouldn't leave her head.
Dark space under shelf.
Adult cock viewed from below in that dark.
Shock mixed with humiliation.
Brain pickling in some indefinable feeling.
'Fuck.'
Weird dampness down there pissed her off more.
Wanna wipe, but feels pathetic.
Getting wet over this shit...
"Hah."
Yi Jun-hyeong, that dumb fuck, left with a depressed face. A guy.
"Hah..."
Nothing goes right, fuck.