Slap♡ Slap♡ Getting Cock-Slapped on My Knees
Inside a café on the academy grounds, Park Youngkwon sat across from me. I was the one who'd set this meeting up — not him.
"How'd you know I was the one who wrote that post?"
"Secret."
"Some kind of skill?"
"Something like that."
He'd have had no trouble figuring out I was the one masturbating to the smell of his underwear on that bench. But how had he known I was the one who'd written that post about Jeong Su-ah? Had he just taken a shot in the dark? For all I knew, I'd walked right into some offhand remark he'd tossed out just to be a dick. Or maybe he had a detection skill, or psychometry, or something in that family.
Whatever. How he'd found out wasn't what mattered to me. I'd called Park Youngkwon here for a different reason today.
"So, um...."
"Hm?"
"This...."
I checked the surrounding tables first. Then I slid the pair of his underwear I'd been using across to him.
"Oh, giving them back already? Guess you've gotten your fill."
"That's not it...."
"Then what."
"I put them in the wash by mistake.... The smell's completely gone...."
Park Youngkwon stared at me like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Then he burst out laughing.
"So you want a fresh pair to jerk off to?"
"Y-yeah.... I mean, not to jerk off to, exactly...."
"You've got a masturbation addiction."
"I am not masturbating!"
"Then what are you doing with my underwear?"
"I'm just smelling them."
"That's even worse."
It's the scent addiction, okay? I don't want to live like this either. Two more days and I'd be free of this godawful smell. It was the weekend, no classes — I just needed to get through it in one piece.
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A system window hovered just over Park Youngkwon's shoulder. She was doing that on purpose so I'd see it. So annoying.
"So... is that okay...?"
"You worked hard last time. One pair of underwear is nothing."
"Thank you!"
"Follow me."
I trailed after him to the café restroom.
"Why the bathroom?"
"I can't exactly strip them off in front of everyone."
"Well, yeah...."
I hadn't had a hit of the scent since washing the last pair yesterday, and my head was swimming. The smell was the only thing I could think about. I was even fantasizing about throwing my arms around him and burying my face in his chest for a long, deep huff.
Just give me the underwear. Please.
We stepped into the stall together and locked the door.
"H-hurry...."
"I've never seen a pervert as shameless as you."
"I'm not a pervert!"
"You've had zero credibility since the last time."
Park Youngkwon dropped his pants, and there it was again — the outline of a cock so thick it looked ready to punch straight through his briefs.
"Fair warning, I just came from a workout and didn't have time to wash."
"That's even bett— I-I mean, it's fine.... Just give them to me."
He peeled the underwear off with a grin. No matter how many times I saw it, that thing was fucking huge....
"Why are you staring a hole through it? Want me to shove it in again?"
"That's not what this is...."
I swallowed.
The cock itself would smell even better than the underwear.... What am I even thinking. Get a grip.
"Want a sniff?"
He'd clocked exactly how badly I wanted it. The casual, almost lazy way he offered made something in my chest lurch. His cock hung right in front of my face, swaying.
"You love my smell, don't you."
"......."
I didn't say a word. I just stared at it.
Honestly — if I didn't take the chance now, when would I ever get another one? Even so, burying my nose in a guy's cock was a little much, wasn't it? If it weren't for the status effect, the smell of a dick would have turned my stomach. But right now....
Just pretend I've been hypnotized. I can't function if I don't get the scent. I'm only doing this to survive.
"I-I'll just take a little sniff...."
"Pfft. Get on your knees in front of me and sniff."
I shuffled closer and dropped to my knees. I pressed my nose to the head of his cock and drew in a breath.
"Sniff.... Ohh...!"
The smell of the precum beading at the tip greeted me like an old friend. Thick, musky — and by now, it even registered as sweet. He'd been telling the truth about coming straight from a workout; the sweat was dense and heavy. I ducked lower, sliding my face underneath to breathe in the scent of his balls, the factories that made the stuff. The smell is strongest here....
"Haa.... Sniff.... Hahh.... Ah...."
"That good, huh? Your eyes are rolling back."
They were. The smell was so devastatingly good my eyes had gone half-lidded and drifted upward. His comment snapped me out of it, and I jerked my face away, burning with embarrassment.
"What? You can keep going."
"N-no.... I'm getting the underwear anyway.... I'm fine."
"Doesn't look that way to me."
He stepped in and put his cock right back in front of my face. Even with a little distance, the smell rolled off it in waves, and holding out against that kind of temptation was brutal.
"You're really not gonna sniff?"
"Y-yeah...."
"Even like this?"
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"What are you..."
His cock smacked me across the cheek.
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It was light — more of a tap than a hit, not enough to hurt — but it left a strange feeling crawling over my skin.
"Your eyes keep following my cock around, though."
"Stop it...."
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"I told you, you can keep sniffing."
"Nnh.... Sniff.... Haa...."
"Pfft...."
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My face moved after his cock before I even realized I was doing it. Park Youngkwon looked like he was having the time of his life. He stopped slapping me and started waving it around instead, dangling it this way and that.
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"……."
"This is fun."
Then he started walking backward. I dropped onto all fours and crawled after wherever the cock went, chasing the smell.
"You're nothing but a bitch in heat."
"Let me.... Let me smell it. Please...."
I'd gone a whole day without it. I didn't care how little I got — just let me smell it. I was past shame.
"Go ahead."
"Sniff.... Haa...."
He finally stopped and held it out for me. I wrapped both hands around his cock, mashed my nose against the side of the shaft, and started inhaling like my life depended on it.
"Oh, this is kinda hot. Why don't you jerk me off while you're at it."
"I don't want to do that.... I just want to smell it...."
"If you don't, I'm taking it away again."
"Nnh.... Don't...."
Panic took over. I started stroking the cock I was already holding with both hands.
"Please don't take it away...."
"Your mouth and pussy were all clumsy, but look at you go with those hands."
Well, yeah. I used to be a guy. Jerking off had been how I ended every day. I knew exactly how to work a cock — I had a doctorate in it.
"Wanna suck it?"
"Absolutely not...."
I'd seen that one coming. Same pattern every time. Putting it in my mouth was a hard no.
"Hmm.... Then I take the cock away?"
"No!"
"I'd really like a blowjob, though."
"I just ate fire chicken and haven't brushed my teeth."
"Well, can't argue with that...."
That was a lie. The faintly disgusted look on Park Youngkwon's face told me it had landed. Thank god.
"Damn, though. You're actually really good at this."
"Sniff.... Haa.... It smells so good...."
His cock twitched faintly in my grip — the telltale shudder right before he came.
"When I cum, I'll do it in the underwear."
"Th-thank you...."
At least I won't have to worry about the smell anymore. Thank god.
"More importantly — you got a party for next week's dungeon practical?"
"Huh...? No.... I don't really have anyone I'm close with in my class."
"What are you talking about? Why would you build a party from your own class?"
"Sniff.... Hahh.... What?"
I kept stroking and sniffing the whole time we talked. I hadn't been paying attention in class, so I had no idea what he was getting at.
"You form a party with one person from each class. That's how it works."
"I-it is? I haven't really been listening in class...."
"So you're just a trashy little pervert."
"That's harsh. Nnh.... Haa...."
He wasn't wrong, but did he have to say everything that popped into his head? Whatever. I had a smell to focus on.
"Want to come with me?"
"Huh? For real? But I'm insanely weak...."
"Doesn't matter."
The offer came so far out of nowhere I just sat there blinking.
"I mean, I'd be grateful, but...."
"Then you're coming with me. Ah — I'm cumming."
Spurt— spurtrtrtrt—
Hot, white ropes pulsed from the head of his cock and spilled out in heavy, rolling gushes. Not onto the underwear he'd promised.
Onto my face.
"Hey! Why the hell would you cum on my face?!"
"Ah, sorry. I thought you were a toilet and just let it fly."
"You... Don't treat me like a toilet!"
"I'm kidding. Here, wipe with this."
What he held out wasn't toilet paper or a wet wipe. It was the underwear. Fine. If I wanted the smell on them, this was the only way.
A thick, fragrant scent was already rising off my face where the cum had landed. I wiped myself down with the underwear and savored the rich, musky tang of it.
"I can hear you sniffing, you know."
"Sniff.... Haa.... How am I supposed to help it when it smells this good...."
A facial should have felt filthy. The smell made it so good I could barely think.
"So you're partying with me, right?"
"Y-yeah.... But I'm seriously, seriously weak...."
"I'll carry you."
Getting bused through a dungeon sounded great for me. I just wasn't sure it was fair to the people I'd be dragging down.
"Who else is coming?"
"My ex-girlfriend and a girl friend of mine."
"W-wait.... Is that girl from the club going to be there too?"
"No. She's from a different academy."
"Oh, that's a relief."
No, wait. That's not a relief at all. His ex and a girl friend? And I was in a woman's body now too. What was this, a harem kingdom? I was starting to wonder what the people in this world used for a moral compass.
"Is it okay for you to party up with your ex?"
"We're still fuck buddies anyway, so it doesn't matter."
"Ah...."
So that's how an alpha male lives. Lucky bastard.
"You done wiping? Use the underwear well. I'll hit you up about the party, so pick up, okay~"
"Yeah. See you...."
Park Youngkwon unlocked the stall, pulled the door open, and left first.
Back in my dorm room, I sat on the bed with a look on my face that could have soured milk.
"Hey, Author."
Yeah?
"I've only been here a few days, but I've noticed something."
What?
"Wasn't I supposed to be the protagonist of this novel?"
You're only figuring that out NOW?
"Then who's the protagonist, and what the hell am I?"
Park Youngkwon's the protagonist. You're one of the heroines.
"Fuck..."
So it really was Park Youngkwon's harem kingdom.