The Virgin Under the Table and the Midline Kiss
"Slurp slurp-! Whew, it's spicy. Where did he go after boiling the ramen?"
The hearty sound of noodles being sucked up echoed right above the table.
And beneath the table.
The narrow, dark space under the four-person dining table had become a literal hell and battlefield.
My bare skin in the apron pressed against the floor, while the two-meter-tall giant Taeseok lay sprawled over me in a grotesque, intimate position. The distance between his broad chest and my face was less than a single handspan.
Even in the pitch-black darkness, our ragged breaths brushed against each other's skin with raw clarity. Every time he exhaled hot air, my nose and lips burned.
"Huff... haa..."
Taeseok's breathing grew increasingly beast-like and rough. I panicked and slapped both hands over his thick mouth.
'Shut up, you crazy bastard!'
Instead, I felt his hot tongue tip licking my palm. A chill ran down my entire body.
Then it happened.
Swish-.
"...?"
Against the inner side of my pale, bare thigh, barely covered by the thin apron hem, something terrifyingly hard and hot like a pillar pressed in. It slowly swelled, pushing against me.
There was no need to think. A virile man who had just witnessed a real-time enlargement procedure (the bust pill) was now tangled under the table with a glamorous, apron-clad beauty. Even with a hand over his mouth.
This bastard was trying to rape me. A deranged piece of trash. No matter that I brought him here, this was not okay right after boiling ramen. Besides, I was still a virgin.
'This crazy, horny dog bastard!!'
Shame and rage surged to the top of my head. I ground my teeth and slammed my thigh down with all my strength onto his swelling junior.
"Hngh...?!"
A suppressed beastly death cry burst out.
'It's uncomfortable, you bastard. Pull it out right now before I snap it off and make you a eunuch for life.'
I shot him a murderous glare. Even as tears welled up while I pressed down with my thigh, his lower body only grew harder and more tense. He was truly an incurable pervert.
"Whoa, how much gochujang did you dump in this? My son must be stressed out. Slurp slurp."
Above the table, Dad remained seated, downing the murderously spicy ramen broth in one go.
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The chat window was going wild, but in reality, I was reaching my limit.
"Ugh... ngk..."
My arms were starting to go numb like crazy. My core might have been Rank 1, but this body's stats were [Strength: 1, Stamina: 1]. In the end, I was a glass-cannon guppy.
Supporting my upper body with both arms to keep from touching Taeseok was already a miracle.
'Shit... no, no. My arms are giving out...'
My trembling, slender arms finally lost all strength and collapsed. At the same time, my upper body, which had been hovering in the air, crashed helplessly onto his chest.
Thud-!
"......!!!"
A suffocating silence. No, it wasn't silence. The bust pill had made my chest impossibly large. That soft, massive weight slammed straight into Taeseok's rock-hard pectorals with only the thin apron between us. Perfect contact. Bare chest with no bra. My body was completely pinned against his burning torso.
It was what they called a "midline kiss."
The moment we collided, I thought, 'Ugh, this muscle pig is disgustingly hard,' and expected to feel nothing but revulsion. But this cursed beautiful girl's body was screaming something entirely different.
"Hng... ah...!"
What escaped my lips wasn't a curse, but a strangely trembling, heated moan. This was insane. Truly insane. The moment my soft breast flesh was crushed against his rough, hot chest, a spine-tingling jolt shot straight to my brain. And it wasn't just that. The sweaty scent I would normally have cursed at and kicked him for now felt like a thick male pheromone that numbed my nose and made it hard to breathe.
The most terrifying part was my body's reflexive reaction. When his hard thigh pushed between my legs and rubbed, my small, slender waist arched like it had been waiting for its master. My body tried to press even more blatantly against him.
'Kang Jinho! Are you crazy?! Get off! Get off him right now! That's Kim Taeseok, the guy you used to go to the sauna with!!'
My mind was screaming to fire Wave Fist and blow his head off, yet from deep in my lower abdomen, an unfamiliar, aching heat rose. The tender flesh on the inside of my thighs began to tremble uncontrollably. This was a clear biological defeat. The dignity of a former Rank 1 was being trampled beneath the instincts of a female in a male's arms.
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At the gods' brutal facts, tears welled up from shame. I had to escape this female yoke somehow. I struggled desperately to get away, but Taeseok's reaction was faster.
"Hrk... gulp..."
Taeseok's eyes had completely rolled back, showing only the whites.
'Shit. This bastard fainted.'
No matter how much I messed with him, just a little chest contact shouldn't make a man foam at the mouth. Ah, in that moment, a drunken bombshell confession he once made at a past-life company dinner flashed through my mind.
[Hyung... I'm actually a lifelong virgin who's never even held a girl's hand... sob sob...]
Haa, fuck. He really was a virgin. Feeling both sorry and absurd, I was about to laugh when—
Drip-.
"...Huh?"
Between my thighs, still pressed tightly against Taeseok, something hot and unpleasant seeped through the thin apron fabric. In that instant, the thread of my rationality snapped.
This dog bastard... did he seriously wet himself while unconscious? On top of a Rank 1 like me?
'I'm going to kill him. I really want to punch him to death. I'm seriously going to kill him.'
Mana for my past life's ultimate skill, Wave Fist, began to gather faintly in my right hand. Bloodlust surged through me. I was going to tear this bastard apart right now. But if I used the skill here, my glass-cannon body would explode, and Dad upstairs would get caught in the blast, destroying the entire house.
I shed tears of blood as I forcibly suppressed the boiling killing intent.
"Burp- That was good."
By some miracle, Dad got up and returned to the master bedroom. The moment I heard the bedroom door close, I grabbed Taeseok by the scruff of his neck, dragged his limp body like luggage out of the living room, and hauled him outside.
"Haa, haa... Shit, he's so damn heavy."
In front of the apartment complex at 3 a.m., wearing an apron soaked in sweat and some unknown sticky liquid, I pulled a large hat low over my head and kicked the unconscious giant tanker while trying to hail a taxi. If I didn't get this walking time bomb of a virgin out of my sight immediately, I really was going to commit murder.
"Empty! Empty!"
I flagged down a passing taxi and flung open the back door.
"Hey. Get in. Get lost right now."
The moment I tried to shove the unconscious Taeseok inside with my foot, his large hand, previously limp, shot out like a snake. He grabbed the taxi door tightly. With a metallic screech, Taeseok wiped the foam from his mouth and looked up at me with bloodshot eyes.
"D-Driver... I'm not going."
"What? You crazy bastard, get in already?!"
I shouted and pushed his back, but Taeseok clung to the door like a rock and wouldn't budge. Through his wet bangs, he glared at me with burning eyes and growled lowly.
"I'm... not going. I can't leave Noona behind. Take responsibility."
Ah, fuck. I really was going to slice him to pieces.