Title Acquired: Cock Sommelier
"Nngh...! Haaah..."
"You try getting stuffed... Anyone would end up like this after taking Youngkwon's cock... Nngh..."
"Sh-shut uuup...!"
Spurt—♡ Spurt, spurt, spurt—♡
"I was holding it in...! But you keep talking to me...! Oohh...!"
Guess I'd have to change the bedsheets. I'd started this conversation because I wanted to ask the Author about the Contract.
"Ah, nngh... Right... The Contract!"
"They said I can form some kind of Contract with Youngkwon..."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean."
"Intimacy? Roles? Abilities? Stop circling around it and just explain properly."
"......"
Park Youngkwon is the protagonist. You're the heroine.
You know what intimacy is, right? Think of it like affection points in a dating sim.
Max out your intimacy with the protagonist and you can form a Contract.
A Contract is exactly what it sounds like. You've signed a publishing contract before, haven't you?
"I did, when I put the novel I copied from your work up behind a paywall."
"Sorry..."
Form a Contract with the protagonist and you get extra abilities matching your role.
Like an awakening.
Your role in this novel is Copycat.
Once you Contract with Park Youngkwon, you'll be able to keep copying his skills on an ongoing basis.
"Huh? Then doesn't that make the Analysis and Copy skills I already have pointless?"
The mechanism is different from your Copy skill.
It depends on the contract terms, but you'll have to fulfill a specific condition just to use a skill once.
Something like, 'cast one C-rank skill per round of sex' — for example?
"Look at those conditions... That's already terrifying..."
Copy permanently steals someone else's skill.
Skills you get from a Contract are one-time use.
"Hmm... Then I don't really need to bother."
"What."
"Oh...? How much? All of them, maybe...?"
"Eh... That's kinda lame."
"Well... That's true, but..."
"I've always heard you should be careful with contracts."
"Hmm... So how do you actually form a Contract?"
"Haha..."
"Youngkwon might refuse when he hears it."
"Huh?"
"What?"
You just have to ask, 'May this one serve Park Youngkwon-nim as a sex slave?'
As long as the meaning gets across, you can word it however you want.
"I fucking knew it would be something like this..."
Are you any different from a sex slave right now anyway?
Park Youngkwon doesn't take on any extra risk by forming a Contract, so he won't care.
And since you're a fixed party, fulfilling the conditions should be easy!
"You're being awfully enthusiastic about this."
"There's something in it for you with this Contract, isn't there? You keep pushing me toward it."
"I'm getting a real con-artist vibe here..."
"Shut up..."
When I was with Youngkwon I already lived like a slave, but declaring myself one out loud was a different feeling entirely. There was a world of difference between grinding through all-nighters and weekend shifts at a company because you had no choice, and walking into the boss's office yourself to say, "I'll work like a slave, so let's sign the papers." It wasn't a perfect analogy, but that was the flavor of it for me.
"I'll think about it some more."
Sharing stats and being able to copy whatever skills I wanted were genuine advantages — too good to just walk away from. I needed to decide carefully.
The weekend. Inside the dorm room.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch♡
Smack♡ Smack♡ Smack♡
"Oooohh...♡"
"What are you?"
"I am Master's filthy bitch-slave, Yoo Hanaaa...♡"
Master: Park Youngkwon
Sharing stats with Master.
Master's skill list....
Powerful Luck
Experience gained from Contract completion.
LEVEL UP
LEVEL UP
I hadn't said it because I was thinking about the Contract. He'd had me by the hair while he fucked me, and it had just... slipped out.
Lmaoooo. What happened to thinking it over?
A few smacks on the ass and she blurts out a slave declaration! Lmao.
(♡.♡) I'm a bitch-slaveeee!
Lmaoooooooo?
"......"
My face burned at the Author's messages.
"You not focusing on the sex?"
Smack♡
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch♡
"Hooohh...♡ I'm shhorryyyy...!"
"Do as you're told from now on, slave."
"Y-yesh..."
"Call me Master."
Smack♡
A rough palm cracked across my ass.
"Yes...! Master...!"
"Good girl."
Throb, throb, throb♡ Pulse, pulse, pulse♡
A scorching wad of experience points flooded into me. However I'd gotten here — Contract, sex, all of it — I needed to get stronger if I wanted to be rank one. I decided to look on the bright side.
"Haaah... Nnnngh... It's so hooot...♡"
"Take it all."
"Thank youuu...♡ Master..."
I was up on the bed like a cat, ass hiked high, twitching through the aftershocks. The rough hand stroking my backside felt good.
"Hah... Nngh..."
The hand that had been stroking my ass came around to the front. Was he going to make me clean him?
"Hand."
"Yes...?"
"Hand."
I made a fist and set it on top of his palm. This was literally puppy mode.
"That's it."
I'd been praised. He was even petting my head.
"Tits."
"......"
I shifted my upper body and settled my chest into his hand.
"Hooohh...♡"
He gave my nipple a light pinch, then went back to stroking my hair.
"Now clean."
"Yes..."
I pressed my face against his cock. Taking a whiff before you start cleaning is the golden rule.
"Sniff... Haaah... Master's scent is so good..."
"No wonder they call you a bitch..."
The way a sommelier savors the bouquet before tasting the wine, I leisurely drank in the thick, clinging scent of his cum-smeared cock. That smell always brought me a deep sense of calm. A scent both musky and fragrant, like a forest...
Goddamn system window. Way to kill the mood.
"Slurp... Suck..."
A blowjob always started with the sides of the shaft. I'd become such an expert that I even had a routine now. After the sides, I licked the underside where the shaft met his balls — a two-for-one, since I got another hit of that rich smell. After that, I took him all the way down my throat. I swallowed the air out of my mouth to put hard pressure all the way to the root.
Youngkwon liked his cleanings to start rough and finish gentle. My mouth had grown skilled enough to serve that pleasure exactly the way he wanted it.
"Suuuck... Slurp... Suck... Ghk... Suck..."
"Hah... I really did train you well."
"Ghhk... Gahhk... Suck... Slurp..."
Once the cock was clean, the balls were next.
"Slurp... Suck... Shlurp..."
The smell and the taste were going to my head. My vision started to blur.
A familiar ceiling.
"You up?"
"Huh...?"
Youngkwon was lying next to me.
"Passing out while sucking balls is a first, even for you."
"Ah..."
I was mortified. Now I'd really done it all...
"Oh, and start thinking about a ranking match opponent."
"Huh? All of a sudden?"
"You need to ditch that Unranked tag fast if you want more work coming in."
"Rankers get more jobs?"
"Yeah. The academy runs on results."
We'd formed a fixed party, but we still didn't have any actual work. There were barely any jobs a student could take inside the academy.
"Can I even do this...?"
"You've been training hard."
"That's true, but..."
"Hyewon's a healer, so she's fine. You and Jeong Su-ah just need to hold up your end."
"Healers don't have to do ranking matches...?"
"Healers compete separately against other healers, based purely on healing ability."
"Ahh... I'm jealous."
I wish she'd made me a healer too. That damn Author... Had to stick me in some half-assed in-between role.
"For your first opponent, someone reasonably weak would be nice."
"Is there anyone weaker than me...?"
"After all that training, there should be plenty."
"Really...?"
"If it looks rough, you could always use a honey trap."
"I-I don't want to...!"
"Then you'd better work hard, huh?"
"Yeah..."
Couldn't he say it a little more nicely? A ranking match... I was really not confident about fighting.
"This one looks good."
"Huh?"
"Zero wins, four losses... What a dazzling record."
"That's Lee Jeonghun."
When had this guy fought so many ranking matches? I remembered his level being in the twenties. Where was he getting the confidence?
"Ah, the guy we ran into on our walk."
"Yeah."
"A honey trap might actually work on this one."
"Absolutely not."
"I'm kidding."
"Then want to try him as your first opponent?"
"Hmm... Would he even accept a ranking match?"
"He seems to like you, so he probably will."
"Why?"
"He'll want to show off a little."
"Ahh..."
Yeah, that tracked with Lee Jeonghun's personality. For all I knew, something filthy might happen in the middle of the match.