Chapter 18 - Kang Ye-jin's Circumstances (2)
The convenience store's glass door chimed cheerfully with a ding-a-ling as I pushed it open. The part-timer dozing off with his head on the counter jolted upright and stared my way. I sauntered over slowly, stopping right in front of him, where a red imprint marked his cheek.
"Gimme a pack of smokes."
"Tsk.... Yeah, sure."
He'd been drooling too, judging by the way the glasses-wearing nerd tsked and swallowed before answering. If I just pay cash, will that be enough trouble?
Buying off the fists of us 'neighborhood big sisters' was a real hassle. They wouldn't take money—only stuff like booze or cigs that were hard for students to get. Honestly, it seemed kinda dumb. Both could be bought easy with cash, right? Whatever their stupid principles were....
"That's 4,500 won.... Oh, wait, could I see some ID?"
"Left it at home. Can you let it slide?"
"Uh, we can't sell smokes or booze without ID—it's the rules."
Tch, what a stickler. This glasses nerd was pissing me off. I considered just going somewhere else, but remembered the next store was a bit of a walk. Too annoying to bother, so I decided to 'pay through the nose' here.
"Haa.... Really can't?"
"Yeah, the manager said no sales to minors...."
"Tsk.... Fine, no choice then."
I sighed regretfully and pulled out about five crisp yellow 10,000-won bills. Even for me, who got more allowance than most, shelling out that much at once made my hands shake.
"W-Wait, this.... why?"
The nerd's eyes bugged out as he gawked between me and the cash, stammering. Nice reaction. Bet he has lots of friends.
I didn't say a word, just pointed with my finger at the cigarettes stacked behind the counter. Then I set the money down in front of him and flashed a smug grin.
"Two packs of those, please."
I asked like I was some full-grown adult. The nerd pocketed the cash and didn't ask about ID again.
"...Bag it up?"
"Black bag."
"Thanks."
I left the store with light steps, heading to the nearby alley. There was one chick in a purple hoodie leaning against the gray wall, her face caked in heavy makeup like a total psycho. Was she slathering it on that thick just to hook some guy? Looked kinda pathetic. Not that a lifelong virgin like me had room to talk.
"Sisters, smokes as promised."
"Oh? For real?!"
"Yeah. Now keep your end—rough him up for a while, like we said. No traces for teachers or other kids. Oh, and film it."
"Got it, got it...."
These bitches would do anything short of murder for cigs, so they were convenient like that. Plus, you can hire 'em cheaper than actual muscle with just a few packs. Still, coughing up that much cash felt off.... A bitter taste lingered in my mouth.
"Oh yeah, you. Heard some rumors lately. Wanna smoke one?"
"Nah, I'm good. What rumors?"
"Someone said you've got a guy you like."
"First I've heard of it."
Could you really call raw lust 'love'? I didn't think so. By that logic, every rapist loves their victim. Not that what I'm doing is much different from those sluts—but at least I won't play hypocrite.
"Huh. Alright then. See ya, sisters."
"Watch out on your way home."
"Yeah."
Now I just had to wait easy. I leaned against the rough concrete wall and looked up at the sky. The cola-black night held not a single star, just a lone round moon hanging there.
A few weeks later.
-Scraaape
Senior girls with their bangs curled round in pink clips shuffled into the classroom. The stench of cigs gave 'em away—they were the ones I'd hired, no doubt.
"Hey, Ye-jin. Gave the punk a good beating like you asked."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it. Call us anytime for more."
"Will do."
-Ding!
A bunch of videos popped up in the group chat. All of Park Somwol—that bear of a girl—getting her ass kicked.
Perfect. Time to roll.
Show her these, hold Somwol hostage, and Siwoo would obey me like a good boy. Start with some mouth service.... Buzzing with excitement, I jumped up and headed out the classroom door.
Siwoo's in class 2, Somwol's in 1, right?
I went to class 1, flung the door open, and scanned inside. No sign of the little guy. Staying cool, I grabbed a passing girl.
"Hey, where's Siwoo?"
"Oh, Han Siwoo? He went to the infirmary with Somwol earlier."
"Oh... yeah?"
Together, huh? Makes sense—they're dating, so the infirmary's no biggie. Might as well peek and see what they're up to.
I took the stairs down to the first-floor infirmary.
[Infirmary]
Lights are off? But I heard rustling inside. Siwoo and Somwol? I cracked the door and peeked.
"Condom, huh?"
A rectangular plastic wrapper.... Yeah, a condom. Siwoo looked shocked, eyes wide like the innocent kid he seemed. Made my teeth grind.... Had that slut already stolen his virginity?
"What? Wanna go raw with me? Ready to raise a baby already?"
"No, not that.... But what about cleanup? You're not tossing it in the trash, right?"
"Just flush it down the toilet!"
"Haa...."
Siwoo clutched his forehead and shook his head at Somwol's lame answer, looking dizzy. ...Even blinded by lust, doing it at school? With my marked guy, no less. After all that beating, she still hadn't learned?
-Snatch
Siwoo swiped the pink condom and pocketed it. No rubber, going raw?! Can't let that happen! I planned to barge in if needed, so I eased the door open wider and slipped through the gap.
Boobs are a bit tricky....
Good thing I worked out. My chest aside, the rest squeezed through fine. Inside the infirmary, I crept on the floor to the bed where Siwoo and Somwol were, then slithered up beside it. I nudged the partition aside and peeped on their secret deed.
"Let's do it this weekend. But for now, I'll make you feel good with my hands and mouth."
"Yeah...."
Siwoo had slipped out from under Somwol and was slowly peeling off her panties. That faint blush on his face proved he was feeling it too.
Let 'em go for now....
Something felt off. Fuzzy, not sleepy, but itchy and kinda nice....
"Rub it gently with your hand."
"Mmm...."
-Squelch
Siwoo's slender little finger slowly sank into her pussy. Sticky, sour love juices dripped from it onto the bed.
"Hoo.... Don't go too deep! Gotta save the hymen for your dick!"
"Ugh, you're straight-up saying you want me to fuck you."
"You're the one giving it up!"
"Eek, rapist...."
-Gulp
My throat tightened on its own, neck stiffening. If those tiny hands went in me, they'd fit all the way.... How good would that feel? Drip drip.... Fluids trickled down from under my skirt.
Pic, pic....
Can't let this lewd show pass! I yanked my phone from my pocket and started filming through the gap. A bit exposed, but they were too lost in lust to notice.
"Hoot, haa, hooot!"
"Pussies always leak this much?"
Somwol shuddered, squirting messily like a bad habit. Felt trashy, but with my own juices soaking my skirt, I couldn't call her out.
Hot.... So fucking hot... Just watching and I'm dying here...!
-Squelch!
Love juice splattered on Siwoo's pale, cute face. Even his grimace was sexy.
"Whoa, got it on my face...."
"Haa, haa.... Now suck it with your mouth."
"Mouth? Got it."
Siwoo lapped eagerly at her pussy with his tongue, clumsy from inexperience. Ugh.... I should be the one getting that....
Our Siwoo, with his plump ass stuck out, bobbed his head side to side, slurping away.
"Hek, hek, uuuht!"
"Puhaa.... Huu, hup...."
About to cum from a few licks? Premature slut? I'd last ten minutes easy. Spoiled bitch.... Jealousy boiled up; I ground my teeth and kept watching.
"Heeeek....!"
"W-Wait, not on the face...."
-Sploosh....
Finally, juices poured over Siwoo's face. The drops on his cheeks stretched into sticky strings.
Upload to a porn site and it'd blow up....
Siwoo was that insanely hot, blinking up at Somwol.
"S-Sorry...."
"Hmph."
Not mad, but Siwoo quietly tried wiping his face with his clothes.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"That.... my juices.... don't wipe 'em off, hehe...."
"You—seriously!"
Siwoo yelled like he was pissed, but ended up licking the juices off his face like a cat.
-Lick.... lick....
I fantasized for a sec: Siwoo as my lover, collared so he can't escape, squirted on and forced to lick.... Ah....
Just imagining, and more juices.... Time to go. Watching this longer would mess with my head. Better stay away from Siwoo for a bit.
I started easing back under the bed carefully. Then—
"Go out with me."
"Yeah."
"Quick answer, huh?"
Unbelievable. Siwoo and Somwol weren't dating already? Then....
Easy to steal him....?
My panties soaked through again.