Sophia's Blowjob Unlocked (1)
"Let's step outside and talk first."
"Oh? So outdoor play is your thing?"
"Nooo!!"
Sophia, who'd been about to hit me out of pure habit, froze mid-swing and glanced around nervously.
"Cheonsol's in the next room..."
"You just don't want anyone else to see. Come to think of it, Cheonsol wasn't around for the kissing or the groping either."
"Hey!"
She was snappier than usual today. Must have been the embarrassment talking.
I could understand it rationally, but my heart refused to accept it. A human who'd just been sentenced to a fellatio punishment, turning around and getting mad at me?
I grabbed Sophia's wrist.
"Come with me."
"Huh? Wait a second!"
I channeled every bad-boy lead I'd ever seen in a drama. Whether it was the main character or the second male lead, whenever they dragged a girl off like this, the audience ate it up. Comments flooded in about how hot the intensity was.
Sure, there were always disclaimers that ugly guys shouldn't try this at home — but I trusted the bond Sophia and I had built.
"..."
The moment we stepped into the next room, her resistance vanished. Seeing Cheonsol fast asleep, cradling Lan-lan-i tight against her, warmed something in my chest.
"...Yohan?"
I'd paused a second too long admiring the peaceful picture of my wife and daughter, and Sophia started fighting again. Her trembling wrist irritated me, so I tightened my grip.
"Just come with me."
"Wait—"
Once we were outside, I tried to open Sophia's door. It wouldn't budge.
"Minions aren't allowed into a god's domain whenever they feel like it..."
"How petty of you to lock the door. Open it. Now."
"F-fine."
Sophia's hands shook like she had a full-blown tremor as she unlocked it. My commanding presence must have hit her hard — she couldn't even meet my eyes.
She reached for the door and snuck a glance at my face. Grabbed the doorknob and glanced again. Turned the handle while stealing peek after peek.
"What are you doing?"
"Hic!"
I only asked, and she got the hiccups. I was supposed to be the cold urban type, but there was no way a sweet guy like me was going to just stand there while my woman suffered.
"You okay? I heard a warm back helps stop the hiccups."
I pressed right up against her and stroked down her back the way a grandmother works her healing hands. Sophia melted into a puddle.
"Hwaaang..."
"Hwaaang?"
"Hup!"
Sophia snapped back to her senses, flustered, and shoved the door open. If it had swung outward, she would've face-planted into it. Shame it opened inward.
"Get in!"
"I don't think so."
I caught her before she could vanish inside like she was fleeing a crime scene. I muscled my way in first, then flashed a perfect, brilliantly bright smile.
"Come with me."
"Hic."
Still hiccuping. Inside, the room looked exactly like a three-hundred-dollar-a-month Seoul studio.
The only furniture was a bed, a wardrobe, and a dresser — and even those filled the place to bursting.
"Lady Sophia... you really are a poverty goddess, aren't you..."
"This is exactly why I didn't want to show you..."
"At least you're putting the bed I made you to good use."
The rumpled blankets and well-worn pillow told the whole story of her daily habits. She'd been rolling around in there like crazy.
"Well, it's a rare item. The bed really is amazing."
"Knowing you're using it well makes me even happier."
"Ugh..."
Sophia got embarrassed all over again. At this rate she might actually die. If anyone asked for the cause of death, I'd have to say she collapsed under a curse.
Admitting she died of sheer mortification would just kill her a second time.
"But isn't living here inconvenient? It's not even half the size of my workshop or bedroom. How about we shrink my bedroom a bit and expand yours?"
"A minion's space has to be purchased separately. It doesn't come out of the allocation..."
"Then how do we make it bigger?"
"I can buy an expansion kit with Divinity, or create and furnish it myself."
"How much do you need?"
"Huh?"
Even if I was a prisoner serving out a sentence, there was no way I was letting my goddess live in a closet like this. Without waiting for her consent, I transferred the Divinity.
1,000,000 Divinity deducted.
"Use this to fix up the room and get some decent furniture. If nothing out there catches your eye, I'll make it for you myself."
I said it coolly and sat down on the bed. Even I had to admit I looked insanely cool right then.
"Yohaaaan..."
Sophia's eyes welled up. Was it really that moving? When she wiped at the corners of her eyes, her chest gave a soft, heavy bounce.
"Ah. No buying underwear, though."
"???"
"I'll allow anything I make for you. Actually purchasing it is a hard no."
"Wha—"
Sophia let out a hollow laugh. The passive posture she'd been stuck in ever since I seized the initiative straightened right back up into something bold.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I don't want you wearing clothes some other human made. You're my goddess, so you only wear my clothes."
More precisely, I wanted to keep enjoying Sophia's no-bra look. On days she went without one, her nipples poked out the second she let her guard down — and every single time, I felt like my dick was going to explode.
No way was I letting a tease that good go to waste. Every Kim Yohan handmade bra would be standardized with a hole right in the center.
"Pffft. Fine."
Sophia laughed and sat down beside me. Then, little by little, she slid her hand over mine.
"Our Lady Sophia, honestly. She acts all shy and still does everything she wants."
"..."
"But that's not where your hand is supposed to go."
I guided Sophia's hand down between my legs. A man's pride was already throbbing hot and fully hard.
"Hyaaak!"
Sophia jerked the instant she touched my erection through the pants.
"W-what is this?! What is it?"
"What do you mean, what? You've already seen it plenty of times."
"I saw it from a distance, but... it was this hard?"
Her reaction was adorable. If it felt like this through the fabric, what would bare skin be like?
Whoosh.
So I yanked my pants and underwear down in one go. Sophia nearly had a heart attack.
"Hyaaak!"
She sprang up like a cat that had just spotted a snake, backed against the wall, and trembled.
"Has it always looked like that?"
"Looked like what?"
"When I saw it from far away it was, you know — it looked a certain way!"
She was getting mad at me again, of all people. I flicked my hips and made my cock bob up and down.
"Hello there."
"What?"
She didn't get it. I bobbed it again.
"He's greeting you politely. You should say hello too, Lady Sophia. Hello?"
"...Ah. It's the usual Yohan. Thank god."
"Feeling less tense now?"
"Ah!"
The sweet guy's ultimate technique: a perfectly executed subject change. Honestly, I'd meant the greeting sincerely and was a little sad she didn't return it.
"Don't just cling to the wall — come sit next to me again. Anyone walking in would think you were a spider."
"Have you ever seen a spider this pretty?"
Corner a goddess and she starts bluffing.
"Goddess Arachne?"
"You little—!"
Sophia swung at me. I twisted fast and thrust my cock forward, and she went "wha—" and grabbed it by pure reflex.
"Lucky pervert!"
"Hyak!"
Sophia yanked her hand back instantly, but the warmth lingered on my cock. Soft. Warm. It felt incredible.
"Go on, give me a review. How was it?"
"No! How was it?! How am I supposed to say that?!"
"I could talk all day. Where should I start — your chest? Or the kiss?"
"Eeeeyaah!!"
Sophia flailed her arms wildly. Normally those hits punched straight through my Iron Man physique and delivered real pain. Today they didn't hurt at all.
I snagged the hand she'd been swinging in a steady rhythm and guided it back down.
"Hurry up and tell me."
"Fine! Fine, just let go!"
"Not until you talk."
As her hand drew close to my cock, Sophia cried out like she was thrashing for her life.
"First of all it was hotter than I expected! And hot, and also — thick!"
"Thick?"
"I... maybe didn't hate it that much..."
She was genuinely too cute. I couldn't hold back — I kissed her. Her pupils blew wide for a second, then slowly fluttered shut.
Chuuup. Chuurp.
I'd noticed it last time too — Sophia's lips were thicker than they looked. People said lips that were too thin made kissing feel flat. Hers were soft and plush; I could have kissed them for hours.
And that smooth tongue. It carried a sweetness even richer than her natural scent, elevating the whole kiss. I tangled with her tongue in a frenzy and kneaded her breasts, and she still didn't pull away.
Chuuurp.
I mixed our tongues while breathing in her breath. I massaged those massive breasts — too big for both hands to fully hold — then rubbed my palms over her stiff, erect nipples.
"Nnnhmm..."
Every time I stroked those hard buds, Sophia let out a soft, nasal moan. Her half-lidded eyes went damp with pleasure.
"...You said you wanted a blowjob."
"So you didn't like this?"
"No."
"Then touch my cock."
"You really are... even at a time like this— hup!"
I drove my tongue in before the scolding could start. Invaded, Sophia counterattacked. She desperately tried to conquer my mouth, but I wasn't about to hand it over that easily.
Touch my cock.
I sent the thought through my eyes. Sophia's eyelids fluttered, and she wrapped her hand around me.
Ah! The touch of a virgin shyly handling a cock! Her fingers were careful, like she was handling a fragile piece of craftwork.
"Hnn..."
Sophia started stroking me with both hands. She gripped the shaft once like she was measuring its girth, then the other hand brushed the head — and she flinched and pulled away in shock.
Squish. Squish.
I kneaded her breasts as a reward for a job well done, and strength returned to her hands. As if refusing to lose, she seized the shaft firmly — and the head, too.
"Ah!"
"Sorry! Did that hurt?"
"Just a little gentler, please."
"Like this?"
The grip was right this time. I kissed her again, and Sophia began stroking in earnest. Unlike Cheonsol — who had sexual experience and knew to set her fingers along the front and back of the shaft with her palm on the side — Sophia gripped the sides with her fingers, which made it a little awkward.
She was a virgin, so I'd have to teach her one thing at a time. I paused groping her chest and adjusted her hands.
"Hold it like this."
"Oh... okay..."
Sophia deflated. A virgin getting sulky just because she couldn't stroke a cock properly. Adorable. Was this why unicorns went looking for virgins?
Time would fix it. And the punishment I'd given Sophia wasn't a handjob. It was a blowjob.
I left her alone for a few minutes so she could rebuild her confidence. When it felt like enough, I brought it up.
"It's hard enough. Time to start sucking."