VS the Association
Suyeon!
Jungmin’s urgent face and voice. The shock that slammed into her back when she was shoved aside. The yellow lightning that crashed down on him. His severed arm tumbled across the ground, blood pouring from the stump of his shoulder.
In that moment Suyeon could do nothing. Frozen by the pale man’s eyes, she simply stood there, unable to move. The only word left in her head was death.
It was the first real failure of her life.
She had grown up spoiled as a member of the Shinyongsan Crew, and she had the talent to match the affection she received. Not ordinary talent, either. She earned her first doctorate at seventeen and her fourth by twenty-three. A genius. That was what she was. Nothing was impossible for her; the world had always been easy. Everything seemed destined to fall into place without effort.
Then that day came, and she could do nothing at all.
It wasn’t a matter of different kinds of talent. If it had been, she would have broken long ago when she first failed to become a Keeper. What crushed her was the simple fact that, in that single moment, she could do nothing, did nothing, and chose to do nothing.
She had flinched before the man’s eyes and power, failed to resist, and simply accepted death. She had been certain she was going to die, and when she woke the gap between death and life left her stunned. That same gap made her grateful to Jungmin and convinced her he was extraordinary. Because even in that instant he had moved. Not only moved—he had pushed her out of the way and sacrificed his arm. In the end he had even prepared himself to die and unleashed the White Flower.
Suyeon wanted to become like him.
The method Suyeon proposed was tempting, and I decided to grant her request. Even without something like this on the table, I probably couldn’t have refused her nine times out of ten.
“Uh, Suyeon? What exactly is this favor?”
She led me into the lab. The familiar measuring equipment was already set up.
“It’s nothing major. First we’ll take some readings. You know what to do, right?”
“For the Ttanttani… left arm okay?”
Mjolnir was currently with Elena. I usually carried it myself, but whenever I came to Shinyongsan she took charge of it.
“Yes! This doubles as a left-arm test too.”
“Got it.”
If it was just a lust-and-Ttanttani test she could have asked anytime, yet she still made it a condition. Suyeon really was too nice.
I stepped into the machine and, on her signal, stirred up my desire and amplified it through the left arm. The arm wasn’t aggressive like a club, so controlling the lust felt comfortable.
“Suyeon, that enough?”
“Huh? No, um… this is…”
I finished the measurement smoothly and stepped out, only to be met by her flustered face.
“What? Something wrong?”
“No, everything’s normal. The arm worked exactly the way I expected, brainwaves are stable…”
“Then what? There’s more?”
“One thing didn’t match my plan. Why is Oppa’s penis still the same?”
The content clashed so hard with the atmosphere and her tone that for a second I couldn’t even process the words. Only when I followed her gaze did I realize she was right. Her eyes were locked on my crotch. I hurriedly covered myself.
“W-what? It doesn’t happen every single time, okay? I’m used to it now—I can control it.”
“Really? So during future tests it’s never going to do that again? No tension, no blood rushing down there…?”
Judging by everything Suyeon had done so far, questions like this never carried any hidden agenda. I just needed to take them at face value and answer clinically. The problem was that my brain and my dick, both thoroughly colonized by sex, found clinical answers nearly impossible. Already I could feel strength gathering between my legs. Better to end the conversation here.
“It can still happen sometimes, but… why do you keep asking this stuff? You said you studied, right? Did you actually study?”
“Yes, I studied very hard.”
Huh?
“Which is why I need practical training.”
Huhhh?
“Please be my practice partner, Oppa. That’s the favor.”
Suyeon looked straight at me with those big eyes—eyes brimming with curiosity. She claimed she’d studied, yet they still held the pure innocence of someone who knew nothing. The kind of eyes that made me feel like a pervert for wanting to corrupt them with lust.
Twitch.
My other self was already fully ready. Suyeon’s equipment caught the change instantly.
“Ah! There it is right now! Hands off, pants off, sit in this chair!”
I was half-pushed into the seat. She had already peeled my pants off herself.
“Woooow…”
Curious eyes settled right in front of my furiously erect other self.
“It’s amazing. Oppa’s doesn’t look gross at all. The ones I saw in videos were always a little disgusting—I kept wondering how anyone could lick those.”
Lick?
My other self, already twitching from her warm breath, squeezed out a bead of white fluid. Suyeon scooped it up with a fingertip and brought it to her nose. The strand stretched, then snapped.
“This is pre-cum, right? No smell… and the taste…”
“Suyeon! Don’t—”
“…isn’t there either.”
Too late. Her finger had already gone into her mouth and come back out.
“Suyeon, that’s not something you eat.”
“Huh? In the videos everyone did it that way. Is that not real?”
“That’s just videos… no, wait, before that—this isn’t something you practice with just anyone…”
“Only with someone you like?”
“Yeah, exactly. You do it with someone you like. Not me.”
“I like Oppa, though?”
What now?
Unlike the chaos in my head, my other self answered honestly. Another drop of pre-cum leaked out.
“I think about Oppa all day, I miss you, and I’m happy whenever we’re together… that means I like you, right? It feels right.”
“W-well, that does sound right…”
Wasn’t something missing? Scenes like this were supposed to come with shy, girlish bashfulness, yet the only person feeling embarrassed in this room seemed to be me. Suyeon just kept smiling brightly.
“See? Then practice is okay, right?”
“Uh… yeah… sure.”
I lost the momentum battle. Of course losing the momentum battle didn’t make the erection go away. If anything, anticipation made my other self swell even larger.
“Then I’ll begin.”
Her hand slowly wrapped around me—far more careful than before.
“It’s hot and hard. It’s amazing that a human body can do this.”
Whether she really had watched videos or not, her hand began moving slowly up and down. Clumsy, and because of that even more stimulating. Those curious eyes, the awkward hand job, the warm breath brushing the head—everything about the situation was turning me on.
“Does this feel better?”
She wrapped both hands around me, squeezing and releasing like she was playing with a toy.
“The reaction’s completely different. It feels like it’s throbbing.”
Then she grinned, clearly having fun. I wanted to kiss that mouth right then and there, but I held back.
“Oppa, can I suck it?”
“Huh? Ah… do whatever you want.”
Right now it was my other self’s turn.
“Okay, I’ll try.”
A glossy, tinted lip parted and a moist tongue slipped out. The tip tapped the head, then slid upward the way someone licks ice cream. Pre-cum briefly connected tongue and cock before the tongue disappeared back between those shiny lips.
“Mmm… still no taste at all. What about actual semen? I heard it’s fishy.”
“That really is fishy, so don’t even think about tasting—ngh…!”
She rolled her tongue over the head. The sudden jolt of pleasure forced me to clamp a hand over my mouth.
“…Do you like this?”
“No—ah… not…”
Holding my cock, tongue swirling, she looked up at me with playful eyes. Every time I let out a sound her tongue worked lower, until finally her lips closed around the head.
“Haaah…”
For an instant I tasted heaven. I clenched every muscle I had just to keep from finishing right there.
Objectively it was nothing special. Suyeon’s mouth was warm and soft like Kayla’s or anyone else’s, more than enough to stimulate every sensitive surface at once—but that was all. No vacuum suction, no deepthroat, just the head inside her mouth. Her hands simply held on while her tongue moved; pure beginner technique.
And yet the situation, the atmosphere, and above all those eyes growing more mischievous by the second were driving me wild.
“…How… is… it…?”
She spoke around the head. I couldn’t make out the words, yet somehow I understood perfectly.
“You’re doing great… right now… it feels good…”
She took me deeper. Clumsy, but she started bobbing her head a little.
“Careful with the teeth, don’t let them scrape. Yeah, like that…”
“Use your hands too…”
“If you suck a little deeper…”
“...(Like this?)”
She learned fast. Maybe because she was so smart. One or two more sessions and she’d master it completely.
Slurp, slurp.
When the wet sounds of her saliva, her mouth, and my cock filled the lab, I came.
“Nngh…”
Suyeon didn’t pull away. She stayed until I finished, then slowly released me. I was still looking around for tissues in the afterglow, but she apparently didn’t need any.
“Mmm… mmm…”
She rolled the semen around on her tongue as if tasting it, then swallowed with a soft gulp.
“…It’s fishy.”
“That’s why I told you not to taste it!”
“Huh? Are you yelling right now?”
“No, it’s just…”
“It’s fine. Weirdly enough, it’s edible. Pretty fishy if we’re ranking fishiness, but for some reason it doesn’t feel repulsive. Maybe because it’s Oppa’s?”
She still looked up at me with that pure smile—kneeling in front of me, gazing up past my half-soft cock, saying something as adorable as “Maybe because it’s Oppa’s?”
Twitch.
“…Huh? Why is it doing that again? Isn’t it supposed to calm down after you finish once?”
“Usually, yeah. Special cases are different.”
“Special cases? What kind?”
“Next time. Practice is over for today.”
“What?”
I pushed her back gently, stood up, and yanked my underwear and pants on as fast as I could. My still-hard other self made an obvious bulge.
“No, if we stop here… I started this so Oppa would feel better, but you’re still uncomfortable. Practice is finished, so let’s move straight to the real thing. If once isn’t enough, twice—or three times. I’m pretty good at it now, right?”
Why did she have to be so damn stimulating?
I wanted it just as badly. Did she think it was easy for a lust monster like me to cut things off like this? I wanted to pull her into my arms and teach her how to kiss first. But there was no time. We had a mountain of preparations for the fight with the Association, and Suyeon was the busiest of all.
I stroked her hair and said,
“Sorry. Not today. Next time—once the Association business is finished—we’ll practice again properly. Real thing included, okay?”
“…You’re right. There was the Association. I’ll deal with them right away. How dare they try to frame Oppa.”
“That’s reassuring. Thanks, Suyeon.”
A faint blush colored her cheeks. If she was going to blush, she should have done it earlier—yet only now? I couldn’t make sense of it.
Well, whatever.
I liked Suyeon too.
The only problem was that I liked too many other people as well.
Hmm… I wasn’t sure whether Suyeon would accept that.