Chapter 210: The Drinking Party (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 210: The Drinking Party (3)
Everyone is tipsy, and the atmosphere suggests the banquet is slowly winding down.
Several people, including Go Ha-ram and Mei, have already headed back to their quarters. Even though the party is ending, those who truly love their liquor have gathered to keep the drinks flowing.
Are these people even human? Do they not get drunk?
Since it isn't soju, there aren't any plastic crates lying around, but looking at the number of empty bottles, they could have easily filled several.
Their cheeks are a bit flushed, but other than that, they seem perfectly fine. It’s impressive, honestly.
I watch in disbelief as Jeong Sae-bom, Haruka, and a few other heroes continue to tilt their glasses.
"What’s this? Don't run away, Yeon-woo. You barely drank anything."
At Jeong Sae-bom’s words—delivered with a smirk as she sips her drink—I hoist the limp Yoon A-young into my arms.
"Yeah, I’m just going to drop the drunks off and come back."
"Ehehe, so you're not backing out. I like that."
You damn alcoholics.
The few relatively sober people begin escorting the drunk ones out.
"Good work, Yeon-woo-ssi."
Since rooms have been secured at the inn, the Tenshin members bid me goodbye and head to their rooms.
I smile warmly and see them off, but then a hand is placed on my head.
Thwack! Thwack!
Hey, stop that.
"Mmm-nng... Oppa, don't do it... hng..."
I can't tell if she's telling me not to look at other people or just to stop doing whatever I'm doing. Her slurred speech is cute, but the palm striking the crown of my head actually hurts, so could you please stop?
I catch the hand that’s relentlessly hitting my head and interlace my fingers with hers. Yoon A-young gently strokes my hand.
"Ehehe..."
Where did her usual icy personality go? Yoon A-young smiles shyly and leans her head against my chest.
I wrap my arm around her waist, lead her to the room, and lay her down on the bed.
Anna is already sleeping soundly in the adjacent bed. She got drunk early on, and Yoon A-young had brought her back, but it seems A-young ended up crawling back here drunk herself.
"Don't gooo..."
As I’m looking at Anna, Yoon A-young grabs my sleeve.
Her weak tug pulls me down, so I sit on the bed and stroke her hair.
"Ehehe... Oppa's hand is so soft... stroke me more."
Yoon A-young takes my hand, rubs her cheek against it, and giggles.
You’re going to be kicking your blankets in embarrassment when you wake up tomorrow.
Despite her tired expression, her face is filled with nothing but happiness as she peppers my palm with kisses.
There’s no lust in it; it’s the kind of innocent affection a child might show a parent. It makes me smile.
... ...
No, really, I said there was no lust.
I look down at my cock, which has raised its head without any sense of timing, then back at Yoon A-young, who is still playing with my hand like a toy.
Her messy, beautiful silver hair looks almost platinum blonde under the orange glow of the desk lamp.
With her eyes closed and her flushed cheeks rubbing against my hand, her satisfied smile is adorable.
I press my index finger against her small, red lips.
Perhaps because of the alcohol, they feel hotter and softer than usual.
The sensation is addictive, and I find myself repeatedly pressing against those pillowy lips.
Chu— Chuu—
Her lips slowly part, lightly kissing my finger before gradually taking it into her mouth to suck on it.
She lightly bites down on the first knuckle with her teeth and sucks rhythmically, her tongue soon moving to lick the tip of my finger.
Slurp— Schlick— Chu—
Lewd sounds leak out from between her parted lips.
The sight of her white teeth behind those red lips and the occasional glimpse of her tongue as it flickers in and out starts to turn me on.
Ah, I didn't intend for this to happen.
I climb onto the bed and sit above her head.
Having lost my finger, Yoon A-young moves her head, searching for something else to put in her mouth. I rest her head on my lap.
Watching her rub her cheek against my thigh as if it were a comfortable pillow, I pull out my cock.
Yoon A-young, resting her head on my thigh, stares blankly at my throbbing, erect dick. She shifts her body and moves closer to it.
"Oppa's wonderful cock..."
She lies on her side and lightly licks the shaft with her tongue.
She continues to lick my dick with a dazed but happy expression, then suddenly moves frantically to pull off her pants.
I watch quietly as she struggles with her legs to kick off the stubborn fabric. Once she’s bare, she flaunts her fair skin, placing her hand on her crotch and moving it back and forth.
Yoon A-young begins to masturbate while taking my cock into her mouth and sucking on it. She spreads her legs into an M-shape, showing me exactly how she’s pleasuring herself.
"Hng... slurp, mmm... chu— schlick— Oppa's cock... tastes so good... hng..."
Being drunk, she doesn't seem to think about actually taking it inside her.
She simply follows her desires, comforting her itchy pussy with her fingers.
Her fingers rub over her wet underwear, digging into the crevice and moving in circles.
I pull her top up to her chest, revealing her small breasts encased in cute lingerie.
"Haaah... hng..."
As I slip my hand inside her bra to play with her hardened nipples, her body twitches, and the hand poking at her pussy grows faster.
As if her soaking wet panties are a nuisance, she tears them off roughly and begins to vigorously thrust her middle and index fingers inside.
Yoon A-young, masturbating with her thin panties hanging off one ankle while sucking my dick.
How am I supposed to hold back?
I lift her up and set her on my lap.
Sitting face-to-face, Yoon A-young looks at me blankly as if she doesn't quite understand the situation, then smiles shyly and kisses me.
I embrace her small body, enjoying the feel of her soft skin, and slide my cock into her pussy, which is dripping with vaginal fluids.
"Aaaah! Haa-ahng! Oppa, Oppa, huuu... I love you, Oppa, mmm, I love you."
She gets incredibly cute when she's drunk.
Yoon A-young clings to me like a completely different person, aggressively expressing her affection.
She forces her poorly coordinated body to move, bouncing up and down on top of me, swallowing my cock whole.
Her insides, which are running hotter than usual, tighten around my dick as if trying to suffocate it. Flushed red and overflowing with excitement, she hugs me tightly.
"Hng, aaaah...! Haa-ahhh..."
Eh? Already?
Clinging to me tightly with her head buried in my shoulder, Yoon A-young trembles violently before going limp.
Her pussy still grips my cock and won't let go, but the body's owner has passed out, slumped against me.
Knocked out by the combination of alcohol and a powerful orgasm, Yoon A-young doesn't react even when I thrust my hips, stirring her insides as I please.
I catch her as she starts to tip over with my cock still inside her and lay her down on the bed.
Squish—
As if reassuring her pussy, which is biting down hard as if refusing to let go, I thrust deep inside.
I handle Yoon A-young to my heart's content, treating her like a defenseless doll as she lies there with her legs spread wide.
Her swollen breasts are crushed under my hands, and her slender waist heaves.
Every time I snap my hips, her body jolts upward, and her hot vaginal walls cling to my dick.
I enjoy her unconscious body fully before finally climaxing.
Fueled by the thrill of the forced-like encounter, my semen erupts powerfully from my cock, filling her womb to the brim.
As I pump the fluid into her, Yoon A-young's body spasms and twitches, feeling the intensity even in her fainted state.
When I pull out my spent cock, a thick white liquid is dragged out with it, spilling over her dainty pussy and turning it into a creampie.
I take a moment to enjoy the sight of Yoon A-young flaunting her lewd creampie with her legs wide apart before tidying her up.
I give her flushed lips a light kiss as she breathes faintly, then head back outside.
I'm glad Anna didn't wake up.
I've already dealt with several people tonight; I don't have the stamina left to handle Anna too.
It's hard enough when I'm at full strength, but if Anna decided to go on a "semen extraction" mission, I wouldn't stand a chance.
I drink some water and get some night air before heading back in. There are only a few people left in the banquet hall.
The inn has closed up, so most of the food has been cleared away, leaving only simple snacks that could wait until morning...
Why is there so much alcohol piled up? Are they planning to drink all that?
"Oho—you didn't run away? Everyone in Black Unicorn is such a lightweight."
Jeong Sae-bom waves at me with a provocative smile.
"I'm technically a member of Black Unicorn too, you know."
"Ah, So-ye unnie is here. Leader, come quickly—you need to take a drink!"
What on earth are they doing?
In front of Han So-ye sits a dish the size of a large circle made by two arms.
That shimmering clear liquid... that's alcohol, not water, right?
Gulp— Gulp—
Without hesitation, Han So-ye lifts the massive dish and drains it completely before setting it down.
"Whose turn is it next?"
Don't give me that warm smile after downing that in one go.
They’re currently rotating and drinking from a massive saucer, a sight often seen in Japanese or Chinese media.
"Next is the leader of Black Unicorn, who just got back from his break."
Jeong Sae-bom smiles mischievously as she pours alcohol into the dish.
Ugh, these damn alcoholics.
There really are only a few people left now.
As Jeong Sae-bom said, everyone from Black Unicorn except for me and Han So-ye has retired. From Endline, only Jeong Sae-bom remains, and from Tenshin, only Haruka and Chizuru are left.
Chizuru makes room and subtly guides me to the seat next to her. As soon as I sit down, the dish is placed in front of me.
Whoa—it looks even bigger from the front.
"It's weaker than soju, so don't worry. You have to drink at least this much."
"Isn't this a penalty drink?"
"It is. A penalty for being late."
Even Han So-ye has joined the conspiracy to get me drunk.
Where did the Fairy of Joy go? Can't she heal hangovers?
Ah, that brat was the first one to pass out.
I recall Ellie, who had face-planted into a glass and tried to vomit on my head, as I pick up the dish.
... ... It's heavy.
As I hold the sloshing dish, everyone stares at me with expectant, sparkling eyes.
Seriously, you're all beautiful women—don't look so excited about someone else drinking.
Still, I'm glad it's Japanese sake with a low alcohol content. If they were doing this with something like whiskey, I would have bolted immediately.
Gulp— Gulp—
"Ooooh—!"
Whether they didn't actually expect me to drink it or they're just hyping up the mood, the women let out exclamations of admiration as I put my lips to the dish and start drinking.
Gulp— Gulp—
"Phew... the problem is more that I'm getting full."
When I finish it all and wipe my mouth, everyone claps and cheers.
"That was totally womanly! You drank it without a second thought. A real alpha woman, through and through."
"Yeon-woo is always so bold."
"Here, have this."
Chizuru picks up a piece of fried chicken with her chopsticks and feeds it to me.
Thanks to years in the military, matching the mood at a company dinner is my specialty, but the problem is this weak body.
As if the sobering up was for nothing, a slight tipsiness immediately begins to rise.
I let out a small breath and turn to the laughing alcoholics.
"Who's next for the penalty drink?"
"Oh—look at that spirit!"
Jeong Sae-bom teases me with a laugh.
"We have to decide that now."
I guess they weren't really drinking in a set order.
"There are so many fun drinking games in Korea."
Hey, don't go spreading weird things to other countries.
When I glare at her, Jeong Sae-bom just smirks and takes a drink.
"Then we'll share some fun games too."
... ...
Chizuru smiles brightly.
Just how much are they planning to drink?
Once the reins are loosened, it seems everyone is living like there's no tomorrow.