67. Edging
"Ugh..."
A warm, pleasant sensation rises from my cock, like soaking in lukewarm bathwater. Lion squats right in front of me, and she didn't stop at just yanking down my pants—she went ahead and took it in her mouth.
"Nyam... It's all swollen and salty. And it stinks way too much of that bitch Chae Sua. So annoying."
"Who the hell are you to judge, you loser?"
Ugh... I'm dying of embarrassment here. Even if it's just this loser Lion, pulling out my precious Tyranno cock in a hallway where people walk by wasn't enough—she had to go and pop it right into her mouth with an "ahn"! Sure, hardly anyone comes around here, but if we get caught, it'll definitely tarnish this majestic Tyranno-sama's dignity!
Does she think my cock is some kinda ice cream cone or what?
"Cut the loser games and get off already♥ No amount of your pathetic licking's gonna feel good on my cock anyway♥"
I grab Lion's head and push—grunt, grunt—but she doesn't budge an inch. You know that feeling during push-ups when you just can't extend your arms no matter what? It's like she's not pushing my body away—she's shoving the damn Earth. My arms are trembling like crazy right now. Feels just like when this Tyranno-sama managed a whole one push-up per minute.
Lion doesn't even react to my resistance. Like it's nothing, she presses her groin and lips even tighter, swallowing me down to the root.
"Ogu, oguug..."
Heh♥ Sounds just like a dying frog♥
"That loser cat throat of yours is total garbage too♥ From head to toe, you're nothing but loserloser♥"
Lion shoots me a scary glare. But she's squatting in front of me, so it's not scary—it's hilarious.
"What're you gonna do, glare at me? What'cha gonna do~♥ Whatcha gonna do~♥"
No matter how fierce her glare, a loser cat smooching my crotch ain't scary at all♥ Maybe 'cause she's got me swallowed to the hilt. Something clings to my long, thick cock, squeezing tight.
"Hmph, not even that great anyway."
It's warm and soft, constantly teasing, but this Tyranno-sama's third-rate juice won't react to such loser stimulation.
"Huuuh?"
The loser can't even talk right with my cock in her mouth♥
"Ugh, so boring I'm yawning. Yaaawn—hng?"
S-someone's grabbing my ass? Those loser cat hands kneading my soft, adorable Tyranno-sama butt like dough.
"Why're you grabbing my ass..."
The loser cat grips my cheeks and yanks me toward her. She's already got me to the root, but it's not enough—she clings on greedily like a glutton. A loser like her, latching onto this Tyranno-sama's cock.
"Ogu, guk..."
"Heh♥ You losers clinging for real is so freaking gross♥ Makes me seriously mad♥"
"Shut up."
My shoulders twitch at Lion's actions—she looks ready to greedily slurp up every drop of my cock juice. No way this Tyranno-sama's third-rate juice loses to a loser cat. Even if Lion knows every spot that feels good on my third-rate juice, even if it's all one-sided assault from her, there's zero reason for me to lose!
"Your loser mouth doesn't feel good at all, got it? You satisfied yet? Move aside already. I've got places to be."
Not really, but I just felt like saying it. I've seen this in those steamy movie scenes. The heroine clings all sticky to the guy she likes, seducing him. She's got money, body, looks—nothing lacking—but the guy just ignores her completely. Her pride gets utterly shattered. Here, the loser cat's the heroine, and I'm the guy. Gotta stomp her loser pride flat like thin ice on a puddle♥ Oh, and in that movie, there was a scene where she presses up and he just ignores her to watch YouTube. Stuck with me, so I pull out my phone to copy it. This'll grind her loser pride to dust, right?
"......"
She doesn't say anything with my cock in her mouth, but her glaring eyes tell me everything. She's pretty pissed. Okay, maybe I regret it a tiny, tiny bit. But beating the loser cat matters more, so screw regret.
"Huuuuaawn..."
Should I finish that Nobelpia webnovel I was reading yesterday? Something about a death god who ate the Gum-Gum Fruit and becomes village chief by playing hero? I start reading on my phone.
"Hmm~ hmm-hmm-hmm, La-no-la-no Tyranno~"
I hum obnoxiously on purpose while reading. Obviously, I can't focus like this. If there's anyone who can read webnovels with their cock out in a hallway, step up. This Tyranno-sama will personally stamp 'Total Pervert' on 'em. There are words, but I can't make sense of 'em, and the white stuff—text or background?—blends together. I'm half-reading, half-not, when...
Something feels off.
".........."
I sneak a peek past my phone—Lion's just holding my cock in her mouth, not moving a muscle. No tongue tip, no cheek flex, no throat swallow. She's just waiting there, patiently, until her mouth fills with saliva and it dribbles from the corners.
Hic! D-did our eyes just meet?!
I hurriedly hide behind my phone. It was quick, so she probably didn't notice, right? 'Just my imagination?' She'll brush it off? Or... did she catch me? Please no. I've been acting all disinterested, zero interest— if one glance gives away that I'm actually hooked, that's mortifying. Way worse than just poking her loser pride. Her pride was already cracking from me staring at my phone with her sucking my cock in a hallway, but if she finds out it was all an act and I was super into it... her pride shoots to the heavens. Total mission fail.
I sneak another peek past the phone.
"......"
Still glaring at me with those loser cat eyes. I casually cover up with the phone again.
'Safe. Totally safe.'
I thought I got caught, but this Tyranno-sama doesn't make mistakes, so nope, safe.
"Heh♥ You gonna just sit there like a loser forever? Guess I'll head home then?"
"Huuuuh."
Then Lion starts moving.
-Slurrrp♥
Saliva pooled in her mouth spills out, dripping to the floor. My cock, trapped forever in there, mixes with the spit, and the cock-dunked-in-saliva juice slides down her throat.
-Gulp, gulp♥
So much saliva it overflows, coating my cock like lube.
"Hut..."
A zappy, electric pleasure shoots up my spine. My cock, aged to perfection in her mouth, melts like chocolate—soft enough to mash smoothly against her tongue and palate, taking in every bit of pleasure unfiltered. Saliva-lube clings everywhere, her mouth's every surface sticking to my shaft. The soft flesh wraps me, turning pleasure that climbs from tip to shaft to root straight to my head.
"Hngh, ah? Hut... w-wait a sec...!"
My vision whites out, toes curling and uncurling. Slow and leisurely, like simmering stew on low heat, the warm pleasure keeps building. Feels like floating on clouds.
"H-huh, hehe... y-you loser, that all you got... hnggh...!"
Saliva dripping down the shaft soaks my ballsack and underwear.
-Slururrrp♥
Lion's mouth sounds extra loud.
"D-don't... make noise...!"
Even if this is a quiet warehouse spot, people could pass by any time. If someone hears my cock getting sucked with those pervert slurps echoing... anyone'd call me a total perv...! In public... cock rock-hard, getting slurped away... no excuse, straight-up mega-perv...! If caught, everyone'll call me a pervert... whispering it behind my back as I walk...!
"Quiet, please be quiet, Lion...!"
-Smack, smack, smack♥
The loser cat cranks up the volume on purpose.
"Hic, st-stop... no noise, please...!"
I wanna clamp her mouth shut, but no way to stop it. Why's a loser cat this good at it...! Tingles from my tailbone spark ongoing pleasure.
-Smack♥ Slurp♥ Hehe♥
"Hii... ngh... stop... at least no noise... please quit...!"
The second I finish begging, Lion stops. Swallows to the root in one go, squeezes her mouth hard. Then my cock slowly slides out.
-Shlurp... pop...
"Hnguut..."
Her flesh scrapes my cock's surface. Her lips pause at the tip, planting one final kiss before pulling off.
-Mwah.
The clean, polished pink club is exposed to the air. No breeze in this hallway, but the tip feels chilly.
"Ha, ugh... you stopped? Why?"
It felt good, but not that good—like I was gonna blow my baby seeds everywhere. Not like other times, where she edges me right to the brink, torturing me. More like gently melting chocolate in a double boiler—warm, tepid pleasure. Not enough to cum, but... still pretty damn nice.
"Hmph, hmph. That's all a loser like you's got anyway. Total garbage♥"
Ugh... so frustrating. Would've been better if she'd just made me blow it all out.
...Wait a sec. This feels familiar. Teasing me right to the edge, then begging to cum—didn't she pull this last time?
"Alright, time to get dressed."
Lion pulls up my pants and fixes my clothes. My cock, stiff and saliva-crusted, goes back in—feels so stuffy. Wanna pull it out again, but I hold back. The pleasure that built up but didn't release swirls inside, knotting up. It's screaming to be let out, but no way to fix it.
"C'mon, Tyranno, let's go somewhere. How 'bout the library?"
Lion grabs my hand and drags me along. I stumble after her to wherever. And in my pants, Big Tyranno's still standing at full attention.
"Uh...?"
I get it now. She's planning this all day. I'm in deep shit...