A Caged Bird's Obsession
I can feel her eyes on me forever. Han Yerin keeps stealing glances in my direction. Not like before—no grabbing my cock to toy with it, no dragging me into the bathroom for a quick fuck. None of that perverted shit. She just blushes, her cheeks flushed pink, and occasionally our eyes meet. That's all.
"Um..."
When she starts like that—
"Y-yeah?"
—she awkwardly turns her head away, fidgeting with her fingers. She's been like this from the start. The frustration tightens my throat on its own.
Ever since yesterday, all through today, this pattern hasn't broken once. Our eyes meet. She lowers her head again. Moments like these make me so anxious I feel like I'm losing my mind.
The class drags on pointlessly while Han Yerin acts like a broken metronome—glancing, looking away, glancing again. She's definitely plotting something. It's different from usual. Or maybe similar? My head isn't working properly. The lecture goes in one ear and bounces right back out like a trampoline, blocked by my racing thoughts.
My chest vibrates like a drum from the tension. Cold sweat trickles down my forehead like a faucet left running in winter to prevent freezing—drip by drip.
Fuck... What the hell is this?
Lunch break is coming up soon. The moment the bell rings, I'm bolting. From the first period until just before lunch, she's been completely off—like a screw's come loose. Han Yerin is broken.
Beyond her usual possessiveness, something else seems mixed in. A sinister aura. Normally she'd look down on me, mock me, treat me like a worthless dog. But today it's completely different. Her behavior almost seems like she's... worried about me. It was more than enough to plunge me into terror.
Han Yerin worrying about me? That's as ridiculous as the sky splitting open, the sun rising in the west, or the Null Group collapsing. Up until now, she's always treated me like an object. For her to suddenly change like this doesn't make any sense. Not even a little. I'm certain of it.
Han Yerin is worrying right now. She's definitely planning something to fuck me over.
I swallow hard. Han Yerin taps my shoulder lightly.
My neck creaks like an old door hinge that hasn't seen oil in twenty years. Our eyes meet. Her face is burning red. She shapes the words with her mouth.
'No sex today.'
"...What?"
Han Yerin awkwardly turns her head away. No sex today either? For a moment, an indescribable wave of fear rises from the pit of my stomach all the way to my throat. There really must be something going on. I know it. I know better than anyone how addicted Han Yerin is to that perverted sex. But... she's going this long without it?
This is dangerous. There's something big enough that she's willing to skip sex entirely. Han Yerin taps my shoulder again.
"Puppy..."
She grabs my collar and tugs gently. My head turns with another creak.
"I ordered the artifact. It'll arrive within a week."
Han Yerin whispers to me. Even though Lee Arin kept emphasizing how difficult it would be, she couldn't stop it in the end. The time has come. A sense of despair makes my head drop on its own.
Something soft touches my shoulder. Flowing hair brushes against my thigh. I swallow a dry breath. This is driving me insane. Class is almost over now. Right now, the only thought in my head is that I want to run away. Nothing else.
Then—
"Alright, everyone pay attention."
The professor taps the blackboard sharply. Han Yerin flinches and pulls away from my shoulder.
"There's been a lot of talk lately, hasn't there? I'm sure you're all aware."
The strict professor, Kang Joo-hyuk, begins to speak. All eyes turn to him.
"As you know from the news, a person died recently."
I know. The story about a 'knight' graduated from the academy who couldn't do a damn thing. A citizen got eaten by a monster while the knight ran away.
"There's a lot of noise. Do you know what society is saying these days? The Knight Uselessness Theory. Public perception has hit rock bottom."
Professor Kang Joo-hyuk clicks his tongue. He's one of the more talkative professors among the students. A man who fears no power. Unlike regular professors, he possesses enough 'strength' to rival the academy's students, so he says whatever he wants.
"They've finally called someone from above."
The professor taps the blackboard again. Then he draws a line with chalk. One word.
Special Force
"They're coming because they can't stand it anymore. They said it'll be right after this incident, so probably tomorrow or the day after."
The professor stacks his document clips one by one, tucks them under his arm, and says,
"That's all for the announcement."
Then he walks out the door. At the same time, the bell rings.
"I couldn't stop it."
Behind the flowerbed, Lee Arin and I meet eyes.
"Even though I'm the family head's daughter... there are things I can't stop. I expected it, but I couldn't even find out who ordered what or how."
We lean against the wall side by side, talking.
"Really? Not even a little?"
Lee Arin slowly leans closer to me. The moment her head touches my shoulder, goosebumps rise all over me like I've dipped my feet in ice water. This is serious. Setting aside the fact that Lee Arin loves me, the fact that she doesn't even know the specs of the ordered item is enough to drive me crazy. Not knowing makes it terrifying.
Tracking and wiretapping I could handle. But if there's something more than that—if it has horrifying functions like 'body control' or 'sensory domination'... just imagining it is painful.
Knowing how terrifyingly possessive Han Yerin is toward me only makes it worse. The Lee Family wouldn't make such an artifact, but this is the Null Group we're talking about. They might silence people with their insane wealth. If there's one thing they never fall behind in, it's 'financial power.'
A conversation flashes through my mind.
'That Han Yerin’s personal slave plays ping-pong so well. What about you?'
The two male students who said that are dead now. Just like they said—am I really becoming her personal slave? It's horrifying.
"I'm sorry..."
Lee Arin presses even closer to me. It's cool. I feel it instinctively. This isn't good.
"Still, don't worry."
Her hand grabs my cock through my pants.
"At least when it comes to 'power,' I won't lose to Han Yerin."
Her cool breath touches my ear.
"Taeho... you really hate Han Yerin, don't you?"
Her chest presses against my body. Her excited breaths keep brushing my neck. It's cool. Cold sweat flows.
"You're always being controlled. Stepped on like a dog, ignored..."
Lee Arin half-embraces me.
"I... strangely... every time I see her doing that to you..."
My chest hurts. Our bodies are completely pressed together. Thump. Thump. Her heartbeat echoes repeatedly.
"You hate Han Yerin. No—you despise her."
Her half-melted eyes draw closer to my face.
"But I... I'm just as strong as Han Yerin..."
"Do you really need to stay by her side?"
"Don't worry."
"I'll take you. No."
"I'll help you."
"Taeho, I'll be honest."
"Stay with me."
"Stay by my side."
"I'll treat you better than Han Yerin..."
"Better than a girlfriend."
"I'll treat you so well."
"I'll protect you."
"So you..."
"Protect me too."
Eyes filled with madness. Our gazes lock.
"Forever."
Lee Arin stimulates my cock. The endless sound of fabric rubbing against flesh fills the air. She stays glued to my ear, breathing hot, excited gasps into it without pause.
"I'll make you feel good... for the rest of your life. Uht. If there's anything you want, I'll give you everything..."
She strokes the shaft of my cock, then squeezes the head tightly.
"So... stay by my side."
A creeping sense of fear rises and strikes my chest. Sticky obsession stares at me. It feels slightly different from simple possessiveness. Like I'm not on a leash, but trapped in a cage.
My hips twitch from the pleasure. Lee Arin presses even closer.
"Slurp, mmm, chuup, hngh..."
She licks my ear. I can't move my body. My lower half is lost in pleasure, while my upper half is paralyzed by fear. My entire body feels like it's being forcibly crammed into a tiny cage. Trapped in that cage, sinking into the deep sea. It's hard to breathe.
"Chuup, mmm, haup, slurrrp, mmm, chuup...♡"
My ear feels cold. Her tongue moves slowly, coating every inch inside. My neck trembles. Lee Arin presses even closer, her hand never stopping as it works my cock. The wet sounds of her hand and my cock rubbing together beneath my pants grow louder, clinging like a second skin.
"Slurp, mmm, huup, chuuup, slurp, mmm...♡"
My cock begins leaking precum. The front of my pants gradually darkens. My fully erect shaft twitches, bumping against my belt. Her hand moves faster.
"Huup, mmm, now... uht, it's getting hard to hold back, isn't it? Haa... uht, haa...♡"
Her warm breath touches my ear. Her body trembles as she presses her chest against me. She's burning hot.
"If you can't hold it... you can cum just like this, hngh, it's okay... mmm, slurp, uup, huuuup...♡"
The urge to cum rises. My legs shake uncontrollably from the pleasure. Lee Arin's tongue devours my ear. Sticky saliva dances inside it. I can't hold back anymore.
"Chuup, mmm... Taeho? Let's cum? Uht, haa... don't hold back... you can cum... uht, haa...♡"
She whispers. My hips tremble violently. Semen surges up from the root of my cock.
"Hngh, hng!? Uht... haa... uht, haa...♡"
Semen spurts violently, soaking my pants. The sticky white fluid merges with the fabric. The ejaculation lasts about four seconds. Lee Arin grips the head of my cock. My mind goes hazy.
"Haa... hngh, uht, haa... haa... just wait a little..."
She pulls away from me, kneels down, and unbuckles my belt with a metallic clink. Then—
"It's all dirty now... I'll clean it up nicely for you, heheup♡"
She immediately takes my cock into her mouth.
"Slurp, mmm, chuup, haup, mmm, sluuuurp, mmm, haup, slurrrp♡"
My cock throbs, striking the back of her throat. Every time her lips get close to my groin, the sticky semen is pushed back. Her tongue comes out from below, licking the shaft.
"Chuuuuup, slurp, chuuuup... chuup, mmm, slurrrp, mmm, chuup, sluuuuurp...♡"
Her lips press fully against the base. Looking up at me with glazed eyes, she slowly moves forward until her nose touches my pubic bone.
"Ubbp, hup, chuup, hurrp, huup, haup, hup♡"
Lee Arin moves her head back and forth in short strokes. She places one hand on my stomach, moving her tongue stickily to lick every inch of my cock. The inside of her mouth is hot. It contracts repeatedly like wet flesh. The hand on my stomach presses down firmly on my lower body. Her other hand grabs my balls, rolling them gently as she begins a massage. Movements meant to coax out my cum. With her lips pressed to my groin, she turns her head side to side. I can feel her breath. The pleasure is so intense it feels like my brain is malfunctioning.
"Chuup, hah, hahia? Ihaeho hahuh... slurp, mm, chuhup, mmm, huuup♡"
Semen, thick with pleasure, surges up from the root. I grit my teeth. Lee Arin pulls her head back, then latches onto the head and attacks it endlessly. Her tongue wraps completely around the glans, sticking wetly from the rim to the urethra.
"Slurp, mmm, chuuup, hup, haup, huup, slurrrp, chuuup♡"
My hips shake from the rising pressure. Lee Arin removes the hand on my stomach and grips my cock. She strokes the shaft with wet, squelching sounds. Her once-cool hand quickly warms from the heat of my cock. I can't hold it anymore.
"Hup, hngh, slurrrp, mmm, haup, mmm!? Chuup, gulp... gulp... hup, slurp, mmm, haup..."
Thick ropes of semen slam violently against the back of her throat. Her head bobs in time with my pulse. The ejaculation doesn't stop. Lee Arin presses forward to my groin once more.
"Chuup, hngh, mm, chuuup, haup, mm, jurrp, sluuuurrrp♡"
Her lips seal against my lower body. She swirls her head round and round, endlessly urging more cum. I'm devoured by waves of pleasure so strong it feels like my waist might snap. The thick, wet semen is all sucked deep into Lee Arin's throat. Every time my cock pulses, her throat trembles. After about four seconds of ejaculation—
"Chuup, mmm, chup, huup... Puha— hngh, uht, haa... haa...♡"
Lee Arin releases my cock from her mouth. Her ragged breathing brushes against it. A shadow falls over her head. My view of my own cock is blocked. She sticks her tongue out, looking like a bitch in heat, and moans.
"Haa... haa... uht, haa... just smelling it... makes me want to cum♡ Uht, haa..."
Lee Arin stands up. She reaches under her skirt, pulls off her panties, then turns around and places her hands on the opposite wall.
"Hngh, ha... huaa... my stomach is sloshing with your cum... uht, haa... Taeho, now..."
Fuck me from behind♡
She turns her head to look at me. My eyes close on their own from the complicated feelings.
"Hurry♡"
I miss Seoha...