A Token of Gratitude (6)
"I'm only doing this as a very special favor... so once it's over, you'd better wipe that look off your face, okay...?"
Baek Seol-ah didn't add anything else. She simply put her words into action.
Her hands gripped the waistband of Han Taeyang's pants, sliding them down with ease while he stood frozen.
"...Ah."
Even though they hadn't made proper contact yet, his underwear was already visibly bulging.
Staring at the thick outline pressing against the fabric, Baek Seol-ah quietly swallowed hard.
Gulp.
I thought so last time too, but...
It was huge. Incredibly so. To put it bluntly, Lee Hyun-seong's couldn't even begin to compare.
Excluding Han Taeyang, her only sexual experience had been with Lee Hyun-seong.
Baek Seol-ah didn't know for sure whether Lee Hyun-seong's was exceptionally small, or if Han Taeyang's was exceptionally large.
"...Ngh..."
But at this moment, her instincts as a woman staring at the bulging underwear of a man were screaming the answer.
Setting the former aside, the latter was undoubtedly, undeniably true.
It had to be. If Han Taeyang's size didn't far exceed the average, there was no other way to explain the lewd, throbbing ache deep in her lower abdomen.
This was a sensation she had never once felt when she was with Lee Hyun-seong.
An urge she desperately wanted to deny... a desire to completely surrender to the man standing before her.
It was an inevitable reaction, completely separate from the fact that she already had a boyfriend.
In other words, pure instinct.
Or rather, honest desire.
"..."
Baek Seol-ah forcefully crushed those thoughts. Knowing that dwelling on them would do her no good, she pushed them aside and focused on the present.
Ignoring the emotions bubbling up and the heat rising in her body, she prepared to do what she had to do.
And that "task" was...
Slide.
"Baek Seol-gi, you..."
"...Yes, ah."
Though it hadn't been her intention, she was going to atone for angering him by serving him.
Baek Seol-ah finally pulled down Han Taeyang's underwear, fully exposing his lower half.
There it was—fully engorged with blood, looking incredibly angry at a glance.
To put it crudely, Baek Seol-ah's eyes glazed over with a hazy, feverish light as she stared at Han Taeyang's cock.
Since she was kneeling right in front of him, she was incredibly close to his groin.
And now that his clothes were off, the raw, musky scent of a man washed over her.
"Ah, haaa..."
For a brief moment, Baek Seol-ah's golden eyes lost focus, turning completely vacant.
She had always believed she didn't have a scent fetish, but... well.
If anyone had seen the expression on her face right now, they would have instantly called her a liar.
They'd tell her to stop talking nonsense.
"...I don't think you're in any position to call Lee Hyun-seong a pervert, you know."
"Hng... W-What?"
Han Taeyang, who was watching her expression in real-time, felt the exact same way.
He looked down at Baek Seol-ah, utterly dumbfounded, and muttered:
"Do you even know what kind of face you're making right now? Want me to take a picture and show you?"
"...I-I don't know what you're talking about."
She reflexively tried to play dumb, but it was obvious that wouldn't work here.
Han Taeyang's knowing gaze remained unchanged, and she quickly succumbed to her own shame.
Ah, this is driving me crazy... How embarrassing.
Even without a mirror, she was fully aware.
Aware of the expression she had just made—
An obscene, lustful expression that Cheonun Academy's top model student should never, under any circumstances, make.
At least, not one she should ever show in front of anyone else.
"J-Just shut up and pull your body forward a bit."
Swallowing her embarrassment, Baek Seol-ah grabbed the back of Han Taeyang's knees with both hands.
She guided him to sit right on the edge of the sofa.
"Yes, ma'am."
Han Taeyang chuckled but obediently followed her instructions...
And now, all that was left was to do it.
"...Huu, haaa."
Baek Seol-ah took one last deep breath, inhaling and exhaling a couple of times.
Though she had volunteered to use her "mouth" to soothe Han Taeyang's anger, it was an incredibly rare occurrence.
It wasn't as if she was particularly skilled at oral sex—or fellatio, as it was called.
She had done it before, but it wasn't something she particularly enjoyed.
Even for her boyfriend, Lee Hyun-seong, it was a special treat she had only granted a handful of times.
I think the last time I did it for him was on his birthday.
Since she had deliberately avoided it for months after that, it was definitely a special service.
Lee Hyun-seong clearly wanted it again, but Baek Seol-ah simply refused to give in.
In any case, kneeling like this required a massive amount of resolve on her part.
The psychological resistance was on a completely different level compared to a handjob. In some ways, it felt just as dirty as actual intercourse.
The underlying meaning of the act, her current position, and the dynamic it created...
"Are you just going to keep staring at it?"
"...I-I'm going to do it, so just wait a second."
"At this rate, the day's going to end."
Everything about this made it feel like she was looking up to Han Taeyang as her superior, serving him submissively.
It was true service. It felt less like foreplay between lovers and more like a maid attending to her master.
Baek Seol-ah shot a resentful glare at Han Taeyang, who was teasing her with an exaggerated yawn.
He was truly a wicked man. So completely different from Lee Hyun-seong, they couldn't even be compared...
And because of that.
Because of that.
"...I-I'm starting, okay...?"
Because of that, without even realizing it, she was starting to find this secret relationship with him a little exciting.
With that soft, dangerous thought—one she should never have entertained if she still viewed Han Taeyang the same way as before—
Baek Seol-ah finally leaned her upper body closer to his lap.
Shaking off her final lingering hesitation, she squeezed her eyes shut.
"...Haup."
"...!"
Soon, her small lips parted as wide as they could, taking Han Taeyang's cock deep into her mouth.
Recalling her limited experience, she did her absolute best to keep her teeth from scraping against him.
A cute, muffled gasp escaped her lips.
...Ngh, it really is huge...
Overwhelmed by the sheer size of the shaft filling her mouth, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
The heavy, massive presence filling her mouth was incomparable to when she took Lee Hyun-seong's.
But she could not just spit out what she had already taken in, so she awkwardly gripped Han Taeyang's thighs to steady herself.
"...Haa..."
Fortunately, it didn't seem to feel bad.
A thick, heavy heat radiated down from above.
"...Mmph, nnh, slurp."
Sucking on Han Taeyang's cock clumsily, Baek Seol-ah began to work her tongue, slowly looking up with her golden eyes.
She checked his expression with a faint trace of anticipation.
And then.
"...Hehe..."
A highly satisfied, incredibly beautiful, and deeply sensual smile spread across her face.
At that moment, the look on Han Taeyang's face as he stared down at her...
...was obvious enough without needing any words.
"...Tsk, Seol-ah."
Sitting on the edge of the sofa, I let out a low groan as I rested my hand on top of Baek Seol-ah's head.
At first, I had tried to maintain a relaxed attitude, treating it like watching a cute little performance.
But at some point, keeping a straight face became impossible.
Meaning, I had lost my composure too.
"...Mmph, haah, hng."
At my slightly trembling voice, Baek Seol-ah looked up at me.
She kept one hand on my thigh, bobbing her head up and down as she enthusiastically sucked my cock.
Her golden eyes had completely lost their usual calm composure.
With pure, unadulterated lust shining in her eyes and written all over her face, she continued her service.
To put it simply, she looked insanely erotic. Almost to the point of vulgarity.
Yet, at the same time, she possessed an almost mystical elegance.
Her natural beauty was so mind-blowing that no matter how lewd her actions were, her radiant appearance never faded.
Of course, that only made my own arousal skyrocket even further.
...If the mental stimulation was this intense, the physical pleasure went without saying.
"Ah, wait. Seol-ah... damn."
I grimaced, letting out ragged breaths as I struggled to regain my composure.
Seeing my reaction, the curve of Baek Seol-ah's eyes deepened with amusement.
She slowly let my shaft slip from her lips and whispered:
"...Hehe, does my mouth feel that good? I've never seen you lose your cool like this before..."
"...Sigh, no."
"And for once, you didn't use that annoying nickname. You actually called me by my name. Hehe..."
Whether it was because she loved seeing me react so intensely to her touch, or because she was thrilled that I had forgotten to use her nickname in my flustered state...
Baek Seol-ah wasn't just putting on a show; she was genuinely enjoying this.
Still kneeling in a 'W' shape, she arched her back like a supple cat.
With one hand resting on my thigh, she used her other hand to stimulate the base of my shaft.
Her sharp fingernails lightly scraped against my most sensitive spot with just the right amount of pressure.
I failed to keep my face straight once again, gasping and biting my lip.
Sensing that I was close, Baek Seol-ah gave a hazy smile and parted her lips once more.
"You can cum whenever you want... Since we've come this far, I'll let you shoot it in my mouth."
"...What? Ah, ngh!"
"Mmph, haah. You don't have to hold back... Just let yourself feel good, Taeyang..."
My shaft disappeared past her lips once more.
She pressed her face right up against my crotch.
Taking my fully engorged shaft straight down her throat, Baek Seol-ah let out a hot breath, her throat bobbing as her face contorted slightly.
"...Gggh, mmph, slurp, suck..."
Holy shit.
My already chaotic mind went completely blank, as if bleached white.
I looked down at Baek Seol-ah as she licked, sucked, and nibbled on my cock, making incredibly lewd noises.
And when my eyes met her hazy golden gaze, overflowing with raw sexual desire...
"Ugh...!"
"...Mmph, hng?!"
I couldn't hold back any longer. Instinctively, I reached out and grabbed her head.
Gripping her temples tightly with both hands, I forcefully pulled her toward me.
Baek Seol-ah, who had been setting her own pace until now, widened her eyes in surprise, but...
"I'm cumming, Seol-ah...!"
"!?"
I didn't have the luxury to care about her panic or the pain in her throat from being stuffed so roughly.
I simply surrendered to the overwhelming desire dominating my mind—
Spurt, spurt!
"Mmph, keff...!"
The intense pressure building up inside me finally burst. The ultimate proof of pleasure shot up through my urethra and was unleashed.
With her hair gripped tightly in my hands, Baek Seol-ah had no choice but to take the massive torrent of semen.
She didn't even have time to pull her head back. More accurately, she wasn't allowed the freedom to do so.
Her eyes rolled back for a second, and the tears in them became even more pronounced.
Splurt, spluuurt!
"...?!"
Regardless, my cock, buried deep in her mouth, kept pulsing and twitching.
Vibrating slightly, it poured a massive load of semen directly against her uvula.
Under this violent onslaught of ejaculation, Baek Seol-ah's options were extremely limited.
Actually, to be blunt, she only had one choice.
"...Ogh, mmph..."
With her eyes rolled back in an incredibly erotic expression, she surrendered her body to my tight grip.
She had to swallow the thick, white fluid pouring directly down her throat without spilling a drop.
Gulp, gulp.
Though she looked like she was struggling, her throat kept gulping it down.
Miraculously keeping her consciousness, she continued to swallow my seed down into her stomach.
Even if she had agreed to take it in her mouth, she probably never expected it to go this far.
But did that matter? The only truth was that she was drinking my cum.
"Haaaa..."
Staring at her expression, her eyes, and her overall reaction...
I felt a sense of supreme pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
It wasn't just the physical pleasure of releasing my lust.
It was the dark, intoxicating sense of conquest from dominating the Baek Seol-ah, and the thrilling shiver of seeing her so utterly submissive.
With all these factors combined, I achieved a mind-melting ecstasy that felt as if my brain were catching fire.
In the end, the climax that felt like an eternity finally subsided.
Except for a few lingering drops, almost my entire load had been emptied into her mouth.
"...Mmph, haah."
Only then did Baek Seol-ah spit out my now-flaccid cock, her face darkening as she quickly clutched her throat.
Somehow, she had managed to swallow almost all of it down into her stomach without spilling a drop.
A complex mix of emotions crossed her face as she pressed her other hand against her chest.
"Mmph..."
Perhaps it was the sudden shock of swallowing so much semen.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand.
And then...
"...*Burp.*"
"Oh..."
She let out a wet, heavy burp that made me let out an involuntary gasp of admiration.
It was incredibly vulgar, yet paradoxically, it was one of the most insanely erotic things I had ever seen.
I quietly stared at her, my eyes shining.
Her highly suggestive reactions didn't stop there.
"...Ugh."
Blinking her hazy, tear-filled eyes, her shoulders twitched as if another wave of nausea had hit her.
Her cheeks puffed up again, and she quickly covered her mouth with her palm.
"Huuu..."
Even in her dazed state, she desperately tried to hold back her gag reflex to avoid showing an even more embarrassing sight.
Her face was flushed bright red. It looked so hot, it felt like it would burn to the touch.
Watching Baek Seol-ah take deep, ragged breaths as she tried to compose herself, I made up my mind.
Grab!
"...Huh...?"
My decision was instantaneous, and putting it into action was even faster.
I immediately stood up from the sofa and grabbed her wrist.
Her right arm was pulled up limply, and her trembling gaze met mine.
The words I spoke to her were simple.
"Let's go to the bed, Seol-ah."
"...Ah."
"I really can't hold back anymore either."
For a split second, her eyes shook as if an earthquake had hit them, but it was only momentary.
She was undoubtedly flustered, but another emotion quickly took its place.
"W-Wait a second..."
Baek Seol-ah pushed herself up on trembling legs, a faint smile playing on her lips.
She gently shook off my grip on her wrist.
"Let me grab my phone... You know why, right? I have to record it."
"..."
It wasn't a rejection.
In fact, it was quite the opposite.
With a soft blush on her cheeks, Baek Seol-ah slowly walked over to the table to retrieve the phone she had left there when she first entered my room.
As she tottered toward the table like a newborn fawn, I noticed something.
Perhaps it was the material of her shorts...
"...Haha."
But she was showing an incredibly blatant physical reaction—one that made me let out an involuntary chuckle.
Right there, on the back of the grey shorts she was wearing...
...was a damp, dark patch. Undeniable proof of the intense arousal she had felt while sucking my cock.
Though faint, it was a wet spot so distinct that it was impossible to mistake it for anything else.