Pat-Pat Feels Good
Shiver, shiver, shiver... They say people tend to express their emotions through their actions. For example, sadness comes out as tears. Anger as violence. Seeing Han Seyoung's legs trembling violently like that, it was clear she was gripped by extreme anxiety.
I thought she'd just brush it off, so why the sudden freakout? Is she that pissed about not becoming the Hero?
I figured she'd just say, "Oh well, didn't make it. Too bad~" and move on, but no. She'd been on the verge of fucking me, then stopped, sat in her chair shaking her legs like crazy, and was already on her fifth cigarette.
"...We don't have time for this. Let's head back to Beapolis first thing tomorrow morning."
"Y-Yes? What?"
"Shut up...! Just do what I say."
Her tone was forceful. She'd always been like that, but now her words dripped with unease. Han Seyoung, who stayed cool no matter who she faced, was acting like a pathetic stray dog on the hottest day of summer... It was starting to make me feel sorry for her.
Han Seyoung, this look doesn't suit you!
The woman who was supposed to protect me shouldn't be trembling like a wet dog. A hunting hound that should be tearing into prey shouldn't be whimpering like this. I couldn't allow it.
No choice but to use that method.
Reluctantly, I took off my stuffy mask and walked over to Han Seyoung sitting there.
"Noona~..."
I poured on as much aegyo as I could, twisting my tongue cutely to call her name. She flinched—a bite.
"I told you to take off the mask only when I say so!"
"I suddenly wanna serve noona~..."
Snap—Han Seyoung's leg-shaking stopped dead. She lifted her hips, yanked down her pants and panties in one go, and spread her thighs wide, exposing her fresh pink pussy in all its glory.
"Horny little shit."
"Horny? You fucking bastard... Who's making who horny!"
I knelt before her pussy, stuck out my tongue, and spat words to rile her up, and things unfolded just as expected.
"Suck it."
"Mmph!!"
Without warning, Han Seyoung grabbed my hair hard and shoved my face between her legs. I flailed my arms wildly, pounding her body as I gasped for air, sucking her pussy desperately until she finally released my hair and let me breathe.
"Haaah... haaaa... Yeah, right there, lick it hard."
"Mmm... slurp, smack... gulp, slurp..."
I licked Han Seyoung's pussy up and down slowly, like always. Little by little. I drank the pussy juices flowing like spring water and waited for her to climax.
"Don't stop licking—jerk yourself off while you do."
"Huh?"
"Hurry."
What kind of weird position is this? Fine, if she wants it. But does she really wanna watch a guy masturbate that bad? Reluctantly, I shook my erect cock with my left hand.
"You look so fucking stupid."
Out of nowhere, a personal attack?
"A sex-crazed slave volunteering to eat pussy. Normal guys don't get hard just from seeing a cunt, you know? Only worthless trash like you gets all worked up and panting. Got it?"
"Hng... hngh..."
"Jerking off to a woman's body like a total perv—you're destined to be caught by some woman and live as her lifelong stud horse! Got it? Don't worry, though. I'll manage you fore~ver. Just stick by me. Okay?"
"Mmph, mmph!"
"Answer me quick!"
Han Seyoung yelled, hurrying me along, but she looked somehow deflated. When I didn't answer, she furrowed her brows, gearing up to snap.
"Y-Yes... yeah, sure!"
"Then we're dating starting now, right?"
"Huh?"
"You said you'd stick by me. Doesn't that mean we're together?"
Was this a confession? Seeing her suddenly beaming like that, it was hard to say no... Better play along.
"Yeah... noona..."
"No, wrong... Time to change that title too."
"W-Wait, I'm about to cum..."
"Hey, from now on, no more 'noona.' Call me 'honey.' That'll make it official."
-Spurt, spurt, splurt!
Before I could even finish, I sprang up mid-lick and came all over Han Seyoung. Was it the conquering urge inside me goading me on? My sticky semen didn't just dirty her pristine face—it splattered her clothes and lower body, dripping thick globs down her pretty thighs.
The culprit, drenched in my cum, blankly stared at the white mess on her body. It didn't take long for rage to fill her eyes.
"W-What the...!"
"W-Wait...! Noona—no, honey! Don't get mad!"
"Get over here, you tiny-dicked brat!"
I had to beg for forgiveness. If an enraged Han Seyoung hit me, I might actually die! I scrambled for an apology and blurted it out.
"It's all over you with cum! Get off... No, that's not what I meant...!"
"You!!!!!!"
"Eek!!"
Like a cat chasing a mouse, Han Seyoung and I spent the whole night dashing around the hotel room.
***
The next day. In the end, I barely earned her forgiveness by offering up a load of semen in the morning. The cum-guzzling piglet tapping her womb happily and grinning endlessly was bottomlessly greedy.
A semen-sucking monster...
I rubbed my sore back and stood beside Han Seyoung, waiting for the train. After intense morning sex, she hadn't said a word—just stared down at me. As her gaze started to grate...
Her lips finally moved.
"I never thought I wouldn't become the Hero... Whatever, can't be helped. Sejun-ah, let's not go back to your original world."
"Then coming here was pointless."
"Is it? Sejun-ah, I've been thinking. No matter how I look at it, there's no other guy like you."
"Is this a confession?"
"Yeah. I'll rip up the contract. Marry me."
Not romantic at all. Proposing so casually while waiting for the train, cigar in mouth. Sure, as a guy from the original world, I don't care much about that stuff. But isn't this too much?
-Tap tap tap.
As I stayed silent, Han Seyoung anxiously tapped one foot. Was she just waiting for my answer, oblivious to the ash falling on her shoe? She stared right through me.
She's not usually like this... It really doesn't suit her.
I didn't know what was up, but seeing her like this, all her "Han Seyoung-ness" felt sucked out. All that was left was a bitch begging for affection...
She's totally fallen for my charm... How boring.
I'd predicted this would happen eventually. It just came a bit fast, leading to a few humiliating ordeals. This scenario was already scripted in Baek Sejun's plan.
"Hey! What's with that sleazy look?"
"Huh? When did I make a face like...?"
-Bonk!
"Ow!!"
"So, what's your answer?"
Han Seyoung flicked my forehead, then grabbed my collar and hoisted me up. Now she wasn't waiting—she was demanding.
"Fine! Okay! I'll live with you, so let go!"
"F-For real? If I say stick out your dick, you stick it out. Suck, you slobber all over it. Cum, you cum. You'll be my perfect fucktoy, right?"
"What the hell...!"
"Answer."
This wasn't a confession—it was a new slave contract! Weren't we supposed to be life partners or something?
"I'm already humili... right now..."
"This is different. What you're going through now has no heart in it. It's like a fly stuck in sticky glue from some forced contract. I hate that. You have to be mine for real."
Han Seyoung's bulging eyes brimmed with madness. The emotion of truly owning me oozed out, strangling me. How do I escape this...?
Then, a brilliant idea hit me.
"Sure."
"Knew you'd say that... Huh?"
"I said sure. I'm yours, noona."
The method was simple. Just stop thinking and accept Han Seyoung. There was no reason to refuse her from the start. Pretty, rich, badass in a fight, killer body... Who'd turn down a woman begging to spend her life with him?
No reason at all.
"...For real? You'll really accept?"
"Of course."
Did she not expect me to accept so easily? Han Seyoung double-checked my intentions. I affirmed each time.
No matter how suddenly she fell for me, I don't get why she's rushing to own me like this. But Han Seyoung wouldn't do anything too crazy, so it's fine to accept.
If she were gonna do something weird, she would've already—with her power and influence.
"Hee, heehee..."
-Squeeze.
Han Seyoung suddenly grinned suspiciously and hugged me tight. My small frame slipped right into her embrace.
"No one's taking you now... No chance of that."
She mumbled darkly, her voice low and ominous. Her face looked shadowed somehow. Like a kid who'd reclaimed a lost toy—relieved, yet harboring a grim vow never to let go again.
Why is she like this?
The Hero had been chosen. Ever since that message, she'd been fidgeting like a dog desperate to pee from anxiety. It even led to this impulsive confession.
What the hell is she imagining? That the Hero's gonna NTR me or something?
This woman watches way too much weird porn. No way some girl I've never met steals me from Han Seyoung. Plus, the "Hero Score" was just one point off—probably lost on personality. Meaning, at best equal skill, or less.
[Passengers, the train will arrive shortly...]
Lost in thought, the long-awaited train finally pulled in. Han Seyoung released me from her hug and picked up our bags.
"Once we're back, let's find a love nest first. Our current place is too big. Wait, no. Kids'll make it noisy anyway—maybe keep it?"
Han Seyoung, already dreaming of pregnancy, beamed with happiness. But it didn't last.
"Han Seyoung."
A familiar voice called out. Han Seyoung and I turned toward it.
"Be my comrade."
It was that girl from the tutorial—the gloomy one who'd taken my virginity. She stood there boldly.