Alone with the Alpha Male in My Room ♡ Slurp Slurp ♡

In the novel's setting, I was one of Park Youngkwon's many heroines. A TS heroine who kept stumbling into lucky-pervert situations with every guy she ran into. Lucky for them, maybe. For me, it just meant I was cursed.

The skill I'd copied was supposed to be absurdly powerful luck. Couldn't it do something about my own fate?

Today I was supposed to sit down with Park Youngkwon and go over next week's dungeon practical. There was just one problem. The scent addiction had been getting worse by the hour, and it had reached the point where I couldn't function unless I had his underwear mashed against my nose.

"Once today is over, I'll be free of this smell. Sniff.... Haa...."

"This is your fault."

I couldn't exactly walk outside with my face buried in a pair of underwear, so we'd agreed to meet in my room.

What was I supposed to wear while I waited?

Ever since yesterday, just smelling his scent had made so much juice leak out of my pussy that my panties would soak through completely. I'd been living without anything on my lower half, but going fully bottomless in front of Park Youngkwon — pussy and ass on complete display — felt a little too dangerous.

So I went with an oversized long T-shirt. No bottoms, but as little exposure as I could manage. It was a little thin, but it came down to my knees, so it should be fine...

More importantly — why had the Author stuffed my closet with nothing but revealing clothes?

A notification chimed.

If you're at the door, at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠least ring the bell or knock.

I opened the door, and there he was. Park Youngkwon, wearing the same white T-shirt as me, paired with jeans. That model-like frame of his was a little overwhelming. How could the exact same T-shirt look so completely different on him.

Lucky bastard.

"Come in."

"Your place is pretty clean."

"What, you expected a dump?"

"Yeah. Figured there'd be sex toys lying around everywhere."

"I don't use that stuff!"

"So you just use my underwear, then."

Park Youngkwon said that after spotting his own underwear sprawled across my bed. My face burned with embarrassment.

"I-I'll go grab some drinks!"

"Changing the subject. Cute."

We sat across from each other at the low table in the living room and started sharing information for the dungeon.

I told him my level was still in the single digits, and that I'd dumped every stat into Magic while completely abandoning Strength and Agility — basically a mage. In other words, I was announcing that I'd be getting carried. Park Youngkwon didn't seem to mind.

He said he'd take the front line as a damage-tank, handling both the tanking and the dealing. The other two would be supports, in charge of buffing him.

As for me... I got stuck with scout duty. Since I'd told him I didn't have any offensive skills.

Thanks to diligently knocking out my daily quests, I'd hit level 6. The FUCK ME Nipple Patch had let me farm a ridiculous amount of EXP.

Every stat point from the level-ups had gone into Magic. Even if I started dumping points into Strength and Agility now, I wouldn't stand a chance of keeping up with anyone else.

Could I even pull off being a scout with only sixteen seconds of Stealth?

While I was worrying about that, the withdrawal symptoms of the scent addiction kicked in. My body heated up, and I started craving his smell like a madwoman... Maybe it was because Park Youngkwon himself — a living, breathing mass of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠desire — was sitting right in front of me. The faint scent of his skin was driving me insane.

Underwear... I need to go get the underwear.

"Haa..."

"What's wrong with you?"

Forcing myself to hold the craving down was enough to drive me crazy. Juice poured from my pussy, running down my thighs all the way to my knees. My mouth filled with saliva, and my vision started to blur. This wasn't going to work. I dropped to all fours and crawled toward the bed.

"C-can I smell you for a bit..."

"Haa.... You're doing this during a meeting? Fine. Go ahead."

Park Youngkwon spread his arms wide, gesturing for me to smell as much as I wanted. I'd only been trying to grab the underwear off the bed. I'd only asked if I could smell the underwear. But the temptation unfolding right in front of my eyes made my pupils tremble.

If I buried my face there and huffed it all in, it would be more intoxicating than any moment I had ever lived.

In the end, I wrapped my arms tight around Park Youngkwon and buried my face in his clothes.

Okay. I can live again.

"You look pretty cute clinging to me like that."

"Haa.... Nngh.... Sorry, just let me stay like this for a second..."

"It's fine."

"Thanks.... Sniff.... Haaaah..."

"You can smell my skin, not just my clothes."

Hearing that, I seized the chance and slipped inside Park Youngkwon's T-shirt, pressing my face ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠flush against his chest and starting to inhale the scent of his armpits. A sweet, delicious-smelling scent poured off every inch of his skin.

Gulp....

Drunk on the smell, my eyes rolling back, I gave his nipple a little lick from inside his T-shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"S-sorry.... It just smelled so good..."

"How does it taste?"

"Sweet..."

"My skin is sweet?"

"Yeah."

Park Youngkwon's skin was sweet. Sweet enough that I wanted to keep licking it forever.

"Lick more."

Lick♡ Lick♡ Lick♡

Those words were the trigger that snapped my reason in half. I licked his skin aggressively. Nipple, chest, armpit — all of it. Park Youngkwon pulled off the T-shirt I was inside of, then started taking mine off too. I didn't resist. I just kept licking.

"What's this? You weren't wearing anything underneath?"

"Nngh.... It just keeps leaking..."

"Leaking what?"

"D-down there..."

"You can't even control it enough to wear clothes? Impressive."

How the hell am I supposed to control that. Can you control your precum? Can you?!

I screamed it internally while diligently licking his nipple.

Slurp-slurp♡

Lick♡ Lick♡

"That's enough of that. Let's do what we didn't get to last time."

"Huh...? Do what..."

"Suck."

I hadn't even noticed when, but Park Youngkwon's pants and underwear were already down. His massive cock appeared in front of my eyes once again. A smell of a completely ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠different concentration from anywhere else on his body — overwhelming. I'd spent nearly a week living for nothing but that smell. How was I supposed to hold back when the real thing was right in front of me.

I pressed my face against the head of his cock. The thick, musky scent stabbed into my nose, and I was so happy I could die.

Suck it? Like I was going to suck a guy's dick?

But... this sweet smell was too violent to keep my tongue in check.

This isn't a dick. It's not a dick. This is candy. Yeah. If I think of it as candy, it'll be fine.

Lick♡

What the hell! This is way too delicious.

Lick-lick♡

I plastered my tongue against his cockhead and slathered it with wet, sloppy kisses. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and dragged it up and down, lapping at the spot where his precum leaked out.

"Pfft, is this your first blowjob? You're licking it like a goddamn slut."

"Don't make fun of me! It's my first time..."

"Remember what I taught you when we kissed?"

"Don't lick, suck...?"

"Good memory."

Park Youngkwon grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock into my mouth.

"Move your tongue like this."

"Ghk, kuhh...! Ghk! Gahk...!"

"Tough it out."

"Keht! Mmph...!"

With his cock forced into my mouth, I couldn't breathe. I thought I was going to die and tapped his thigh, but he didn't budge. No matter how much I tapped, he showed no sign of letting go, so I just followed his instructions. Inside my mouth, blocked by his cock, I moved my tongue as fast and as sloppily as I could.

"Oh, not bad."

"Ghhk...! .... Cah't breave...!"

"What? Can't hear you."

"Huff.... I said I cah't..."

As I kept moving my tongue, Park Youngkwon loosened his grip on the back of my head. Only then could I breathe.

"Pwah...! Hoo.... Haa.... I almost died..."

"That's what happens if you don't suck properly. Now try again."

I crawled forward on all fours and closed the distance to his cock again. This time I filled my mouth with the head and sucked it in like I was vacuuming it, using my tongue plenty, licking slowly as I went. I pushed my head down deep and planted sloppy kisses all the way to the base of his shaft.

"So you're the type that performs better when you get scolded?"

"Slurp.... Mwah.... Tha's not it. Suuuck.... Slurp..."

"Now you're using your tongue and your throat pretty well."

"Suuuck.... The smell's so goooood.... Mwah.... Suuuck..."

The sweet smell and the sweet taste. For someone who already had a sweet tooth, this was the ultimate dessert. I looked up at him while sucking away, and Park Youngkwon stroked my hair.

What am I, your puppy?

Park Youngkwon suddenly laughed and popped his cock out of my mouth with a wet plop♡.

"Aaaah.... Give it back..."

"Pfft, you want more dick?"

"Yeah.... It's delicious..."

"A chick who used to be a guy gets fucked once and turns into a total dog-slut, huh."

"I'm not a slut.... Nngh..."

"Sure. I'm the only one who's fucked you, after all."

I was rationalizing it to myself — I wasn't in my right mind. His dick was candy, and I was either blackout drunk or under hypnosis. That was why I was sucking a guy's cock and begging for more. If I didn't rationalize it, I felt like I'd forget who I even was.

It was a little pathetic, crumbling this far over something as simple as a smell. But what was I supposed to do. I was someone who'd lived more in online communities than in the real world. My mental fortitude had always been garbage against any stimulus that wasn't a keyboard war.

Even the easiest part-time jobs — the kind anyone could do — had been too much for me. The second a boss or some nightmare customer so much as nagged, I'd quit. The reason I'd gone looking for easy ways to make money in the first place... might have been because I'd already decided my social skills were trash.

Which meant the cock right in front of my eyes was a stimulus strong enough to shatter my psyche into pieces.

"If you want to keep sucking, turn around."

"All of a sudden...?"

"Yeah."

I stopped sucking, kept myself on all fours, and turned around just like that.

"Wai—ghk...!♡ You said you'd let me keep sucking—! Hooooh..."

Park Youngkwon yanked the hoodie up and, without any warning, slammed his cock hard into my pussy. He thrust so hard the sound of flesh slapping flesh rang out.

SLAP—! Smack♡

The rough hand cracking against my ass made my vision go black for a second, like the film had snapped.

"W-why are you hitting me.... It huuurts! Nngh...! Pull it out...!"

Smack♡ Smack♡

Park Youngkwon didn't answer. He just kept spanking my ass.