Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Semen Plug
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"Mm..."
A warm and soft sensation alongside a cold and damp one.
The contrasting feelings hitting me at the same time made my eyes flutter open on their own.
The warmth was coming from the right first.
I rolled my eyes and saw Shin Ayoung, my arm tucked snugly between her breasts.
Her heart beating steadily told me she was in a deep sleep.
Well, we'd gone at it until past 2 a.m. last night, so of course she was exhausted.
And the damp sheets pressing against my back.
How much fluid had we spilled last night for them to still be wet after sleeping?
Lying there like that felt uncomfortable, so I decided to get up.
I gently slid my arm free without waking her and quietly lifted my body, careful not to shake the bed.
"Ugh..."
An ambush lay in wait. A thick, head-spinning scent of night-blooming flowers.
Yesterday's semen output had doubled thanks to the avatar link, so the intense concentration made sense.
But if I didn't air the place out fast, the headache would get brutal.
Slide.
I opened the window, and hot sunlight poured onto my face.
A fresh summer breeze followed, easing the dizziness a bit.
'Come to think of it, what time is it?'
We were supposed to study together, right? But we'd spent the whole day having sex instead.
I figured we'd squeeze in at least one practice run for the presentation after.
It was 10:40 a.m.
The presentation was at 1:00, so we weren't exactly swimming in time.
Not when you factored in tidying up, showering, eating, and meeting the group early.
It was a little tight.
'Shower first.'
My body was sticky, and there was this weird smell clinging to me, so I decided to wash up and think later.
I turned toward the bathroom. That's when I heard rustling from the bed and a low moan from Shin Ayoung.
"Ung... Oppa?"
"Ah, you're up? Stay lying down a bit longer. I'm about to shower."
"Okay? Yeah... But I wanted you right there beside me when I woke up."
She propped herself up and rubbed her eyes.
Looking closer, there were still flecks of dried white semen stuck in her hair.
The black strands made the white stand out even more.
I'd wiped her down as best I could, but without a proper hair wash, it was impossible to get it all off.
"Want to go first?"
"No. I'll take forever, so you go ahead."
"Got it. I'll be quick."
For me, even scrubbing every nook and cranny took just 10 minutes.
Still, I aimed to hustle.
Squeak.
I showered at my usual pace and stepped out to find Shin Ayoung gazing out the window.
I approached from behind, and sensing me, she spoke slowly.
"The weather's so nice today, isn't it? Perfect for heading out somewhere fun."
"Yeah. Clear as can be—makes it a shame it's exam season."
"Then after finals, wanna go somewhere? Day trip's fine, or we could stay overnight..."
"Sure. Vacation's relatively free time. We'll carve out a day."
Third year meant a busy break too, but a few days off should be fine.
And if you don't play around as a student, when will you?
"Go shower now. I'll handle the cleanup."
"You sure?"
"You cleaned my place last time. My turn."
"Thanks."
She flashed a bright smile as she brushed past me.
She rummaged in a drawer on the way and headed straight to the bathroom.
Once the door clicked shut, I surveyed the disaster-area bed.
I stripped off the soaked blanket and sheets first, removed the pillowcases, and tossed them in the washer.
Then I paused while gathering the clothes strewn across the floor.
Her stuff was one thing, but if I washed mine, I'd have nothing to wear.
Guess I'd let them air out until the smell faded or swing by home midway to change.
Shhhh...
About 30 minutes later, I'd knocked out most of the tasks.
The water was still running, though.
I knew women took their time in the shower, but this was longer than expected.
Who knew it'd drag on like this.
Click.
"Sorry for the wait? Washing my hair took a while."
Speak of the devil.
Right on cue, Shin Ayoung emerged from the bathroom.
She was towel-drying her drenched hair.
With hair that long, water droplets were still plopping from the ends.
She came right up to me, scanned the room, and stroked my cheek with a satisfied look.
"Ah! You even cleaned? I'm so grateful, what do I do?"
"Wasn't a big deal. Don't worry about it."
"As thanks, I'll make lunch. After I dry my hair."
She sat in a chair and pulled out the hairdryer.
Feeling it'd take a while, I grabbed my phone and plopped onto the bed.
The screen lit up with a KakaoTalk from 20 minutes ago.
It was from the group chat.
-Jang Minhyuk: Hyung. Presentation's at 1, so wanna meet up around 12:30 first?
-Seo Arin: Like a final check!
-Park Woojin: Yeah. Academic building at 12:30.
I replied, then showed it to Shin Ayoung.
She read it through, switched off the dryer, and looked at me.
"Hmm... Tighter on time than I thought. It's 11:20 now. By the time we eat..."
"Then let's just do ramen, keep it simple. We can grab something nice later."
"Sounds good. But I'll make up for that time you turned me down before—with interest."
"Deal. Ramen at my place? I'll whip it up quick."
"Thanks. I was gonna do it."
"No biggie. Dry your hair."
Bubble bubble bubble.
I'd skipped breakfast, so my stomach growled nonstop while it boiled.
The savory smell soon filled the air. I carried the pot to the desk.
"All set. Eat it hot."
"Thanks. Dig in."
"Oh, and before heading to school, I need to stop by home."
"Huh? Why?"
"Gotta present looking sharp. Shirt or something. What I wore yesterday's wrinkled and stinks."
"Yeah... good point. We'll leave early then."
She was starving too, inhaling her ramen at my pace.
As I went to do dishes after, she stopped me.
"Just leave the bowls in the sink. I'll handle them later. Clothes first."
"Okay."
Nothing fancy to wear anyway. Dressed in 30 seconds flat.
I glanced at Shin Ayoung, still fussing with her outfit.
She was in something different from her usual.
A black skirt hitting mid-knee with a striped white shirt.
It looked prim, but her curves made it downright sexy.
"This okay? Haven't worn a skirt in ages."
She caught my stare and did a little spin, showing off.
"Suits you. Feels even sexier."
"What can I do about my figure? It's like this no matter what I wear, so I don't fuss much."
"Fair enough."
True enough, so I watched quietly as she dressed.
Soon the mirror held a sleek, put-together Shin Ayoung next to me in a t-shirt and shorts.
The contrast was embarrassing just standing there. I quickly stepped away.
"Let's head to my place fast. Can't go out looking like this—too embarrassing."
"You picked it. Should've dressed up more."
"This is top 10% engineering fashion."
"That's..."
I left her with that dumbfounded look and headed to the shoe rack first.
Ten minutes later, we finally made it home.
I punched in the code and beelined for my room, yanking open the closet.
"Oppa, is this it?"
"Uh... yeah."
Shin Ayoung, who'd followed me in, gaped at the contents.
Couldn't blame her. It was pathetic compared to hers.
"You... need to buy some clothes."
"I've got the basics if I dig. You just have an abnormal amount."
"Really? Then let me pick something decent. Scoot over."
Not finding much she liked at first, clothes flew past.
Eventually, a few made the cut and landed on the bed.
"Here, this black shirt looks good. These pants to match."
"Lemme try."
I hadn't even remembered owning it. But since she picked it, it'd be solid at least.
Her fashion sense was killer.
"Mm! Just as I thought. Perfect."
"No worries then."
My reflection looked shockingly decent—like, did I even own this vibe?
"Ayoung, you really know clothes. Just skimming picks winners."
"I've got a thing for fashion. Can tell at a glance."
"Thanks to you, we've got breathing room. Thirty minutes till meetup. Let's chill a bit."
"Sure."
With that, she dove onto my bed.
Hugging the pillow and sniffing it made my cock twitch for no good reason.
Blame the ass peeking out under that skirt.
Not skin-tight, but flowy enough that the fabric dipped into her crack, cranking the sexiness way up.
My eyes locked on the pose stirring my imagination. She glanced back like she'd expected it.
"Why stare like that? Something on my ass?"
"You know why you're asking."
"Eung... We've still got time... What should we do?"
She tugged her zipper down, tempting me.
Lifted the skirt to her waist, revealing black panties to match.
"Thirty minutes should be enough for one round... ♡"
No one's human enough to resist that. I silently stripped again.
Climbed onto the bed and kneaded her ass.
"Hauu... Oppa, you waited a while for my shower, huh?"
"A little."
"Know why it took so long?"
"Your hair's long?"
"That's part of it, but there's a bigger reason. Guess."
Removing the creampie cum? Washing hair twice?
Plenty of ideas popped up, but none felt right. I waited for her to spill.
"Last night... we didn't do anal even once, right?"
"So?"
"Kept regretting it. But with group presentation tomorrow, a great idea hit me."
She reached down and slipped off her panties, setting them beside the pillow.
Then spread her cheeks wide.
Pink anus and pussy.
A sweet scent wafted up, shattering my restraint.
Barely holding back from burying my nose in it, she gave the answer.
"Truth is, the enema held me up. Get what that means?"
"No time to shower after now, though?"
"Lunch was quick ramen and I'm still hungry... Fill me up plump with cum, and I might nail the presentation with extra energy?"
She lifted her ass higher. Up close to my face, both holes were on full display.
They twitched like they were begging to be filled.
I needed to bust once to think straight.
I gripped my rock-hard cock and slid it into her crack.
"Ah, hold on."
She rummaged in her bag for a sec. Her hand emerged with two items.
Obvious purpose at a glance:
A small plastic container and a gleaming silver plug.
She pressed the anal plug near her hole.
Poking at her own entrance, she cooed in a sticky voice.
"Plug it with this... so cum without worry, ♡"