Chapter 10
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: I'm Your First, Aren't I?
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"If we just put a bed in the room, it'd be perfect. Sofa and TV in the living room."
I hadn't really thought that far ahead. Not sure how to react, I just blinked at her, and Yu-ra Noona put her hands on her hips.
"A housewarming gift. Don't like it?"
"...Noona, honestly, I'm grateful, but it's too much."
"I know. That's why I'm doing it. Pay me back double when you make it big later."
Yu-ra Noona snorted like it was no big deal, but somehow, I could read her intentions. She was straight-up saying it was meant to be a burden.
'...She tells me to go meet other girls anytime, but she's got this subtle possessive streak.'
It might not be a huge expense for her, but her scheme to tie me down like this was downright sly. Gotta hand it to her brains.
"Anything else is negotiable, but not the bed. Gotta sleep comfortably, right?"
"Just spread out a blanket and crash."
"What are you talking about? Think about the future. You gotta start taking care of yourself young. Wanna throw out your back when you're at your peak?"
...Damn, I'm screwed. Is this the charm of an older woman? Saying stuff like that stone-cold sober, no aphrodisiac needed.
"Fine, let's go. Do whatever you want, Noona."
"Heh, smart choice."
Whatever. Good is good. Like she said, I'll pay it all back when I make it big. If I really become an S-Rank Hunter, who cares about a bed or sofa?
The bed, sofa, and 72-inch TV came out to about three million won total. She could handle that easy, but Noona insisted on paying with a fierce glare.
Desk, chair, and other household stuff pushed my spending to just under a million. Still, not bad at all.
Lunch out, then unpacking all afternoon, and the sun was already setting. My inventory and her car meant no waiting for deliveries, so it went quick.
Housewarming calls for jjajangmyeon, of course. We scarfed it down for dinner, and then Noona hauled a big bag up from her car.
"You shower first. House owner has to inaugurate the place."
"...Shower?"
"Or wanna do it together? I'm down."
Feeling awkwardly embarrassed, I bolted to the bathroom. Seemed like I heard a sly chuckle behind me.
'I really moved out.'
Staring out the living room window earlier felt different from this. No more hunching in the tiny rooftop bathroom—standing in the shower booth with water cascading down was a whole new sensation.
I came out in shorts and a tee, towel on my head, and Yu-ra Noona grinned mischievously from the sofa.
"Gonna take it off anyway. Why bother putting it on?"
"Jeez."
She wasn't giving me a second to breathe. I just shook my head and roughly dried my hair. She giggled, then stripped right there to her underwear and headed to the shower.
Shwaaaah—
'...Was she always this sexy?'
She was using the same showerhead as me, but the water sounded obscenely erotic. We'd showered at her place last week too, but without the aphrodisiac effect, it felt oddly restless.
Nothing to do, so I fiddled with my phone until the water suddenly stopped.
"Seong-han."
"Yeah?"
"Dry my hair."
"Come here."
Yu-ra Noona settled between my legs in her damp underwear from the shower. The warm dryer air must've felt good—she hummed softly.
'Her skin's so pale.'
Slim neck, sleek shoulders, flawless back. Even the piloerection pebbling under her black bra. I swallowed hard.
"Ah, feels good."
"Brush it?"
"Sure?"
She handed me a big comb from her bag. Prepared as always. At this point, she must've planned it from the start.
'Like silk threads.'
Her slightly wavy hair was thick and bouncy, with a subtle blue sheen that was almost mystical.
A few strokes, and it fell calmly to mid-back.
"Hey, you're good."
I set the comb down, and she scooted her butt up onto the sofa. Suddenly, I was hugging her from behind.
"Can I crash here?"
"...You okay with that?"
"Huh? With what?"
She leaned her head on my shoulder, glancing up innocently. That look made words stick in my throat.
Compared to my old rooftop, it was hotel-level, but that was my standard. This whole place was half her living room.
'As if I've ever dated to know.'
Asking if it'd be uncomfortable was stupid even to me. Sensing it, Yu-ra Noona turned and hugged me.
"Seong-han. Anywhere with you feels good."
"...Thanks."
"Not thanks. Something else."
"Like?"
"Don't you like this?"
As if I wouldn't. Honestly, it was so good it was overwhelming.
I'd vowed to imprint myself on her while the aphrodisiac lasted, but now that it was real, I was fumbling. Liked her heart and soul, but my body wasn't keeping up.
"Last week, honestly, it felt a bit weird."
"Huh?"
My heart dropped. Did she figure out the aphrodisiac? Or that I tricked her somehow?
She's smart already—with High-Speed Calculation, she'd surpass normal intellect by miles. No way she'd just accept it.
"I did like you before. But why was I so turned on that day? Over one coffee?"
She muttered like to herself, but I couldn't respond. Just desperately played it cool, hiding my nerves.
"No answers, but one thing's clear."
"...What?"
Damn, why's my voice shaking like a moron? This criminal-interrogation vibe?
Whether she didn't suspect or was playing dumb, she calmly spilled her heart.
"That day was amazing. Kept thinking about it after. The sex, our talks, breakfast together—everything. All good. Still is."
"...Noona."
"So I want you to like it too. Plus..."
She rested her chin on my shoulder, whispering.
"The sex, coming to your room—I'm your first for that. That's what makes me happiest...?"
Her hot breath tickled my ear. I couldn't hold back. I devoured her lips, slipping fingers under her bra.
"Mmngh..."
Her tongue after a week was still moist and sweet. As I roughly kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples, her hand dove into my pants.
My limp dick hardened in a flash. Soft fingers stroked the shaft, brushing the frenulum—rock hard, ready to burst.
"...I love you, Yu-ra Noona."
"M-me too... I love you. Hnng!"
Licking her neck, nibbling her collarbone—she let out sweet moans. I ripped off her bra, sucking her perky nipples hard.
"Ah, easy a bit♡"
"Says right here to suck harder?"
"Haaaang..."
Her already soaked pussy swallowed my fingers without resistance. Half-reclined against my arm, Yu-ra Noona panted.
"Today, I'll go first, Noona."
"Huh...?"
Last time, she mostly received. Sure, I pistoned hard, but I'd never properly eaten her out.
Cheap way to show thanks, maybe. If she enjoys it, that's what counts.
'Didn't think it'd be tonight.'
Studied porn for this. Theory has limits, but Golden Finger handles the rest. Passive—no activation needed.
"Pussy right here now."
"W-wait... Kyaa!"
I pulled my arm, laying her back on the sofa. Lifted her hips, bending her waist halfway.
Didn't even finger much, but her panties were drenched. Suppressed the urge to rip them, pulled them aside.
Straight slit drooling lewd juices. Twitching subtly with each breath—I barely held back from slamming in.
"D-don't stare like that."
"Sucked my dick fine when you loved it, but your pussy's embarrassing?"
"B-but...!"
Plump crimson labia parted, pearl-like clit exposed. I dove in, tongue lashing wildly.
"Ahak, ahhng! Haaang!"
Each flick on her clit, she wailed and gushed fluids.
"S-Seong-han♡ Haaak...♡"
Far from enough. Holding her waist firm, I rubbed her entrance with my other hand. Her thighs clamped my face.
"Hiyaang!♡ Th-there too much... Hgik!♡"
Shifted: tongue-fucked her hole, fingers teasing clit. She started reacting—pussy clenching, prepping.
"D-don't keep your mouth there...♡ Hahng♡"