Chapter 4: The Senior Who Cares for Her Junior, Yoo Su-jin (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 4: The Senior Who Cares for Her Junior, Yoo Su-jin (2)
Heavy, ragged panting filled the disciplinary room.
If someone were listening from outside, they might have mistaken it for a dog exhausted after a long walk.
It’s a relief the soundproofing is thorough.
Otherwise, the moans were loud enough to make anyone rush inside the moment they heard them.
Su-jin, whose strength had vanished along with her earlier struggling, now rested her hands obediently on my thighs. Tears traced paths down her cheeks, and her eyes were half-unfocused.
But this... it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the skill.
It wasn't as if I’d smeared some kind of drug on my dick; her expression was one of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
Since this was a novel written by that four-eyed fatty, perhaps he’d intentionally made the women easy targets. Then again, for a guy who’d never even had a proper relationship, this level of convenience was probably just right for his self-satisfaction.
It gets too difficult if it’s too realistic, after all.
But simply riding the wave of convenience to clear quests didn't sit right with me. If a skill had created this situation, I wanted to handle everything from that point onward without any help. I had stepped into this 'character,' and it would be ridiculous to rely solely on skill-boosted 'aphrodisiac' effects.
"Senior, do you like it? You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
At my words, Su-jin’s hazy pupils flickered back into focus.
"I want to enjoy this together. That’s okay, right?"
"Ah... ugh... th-that... ah..."
She was choking out sounds, yet she still tried her best to answer. It was almost admirable.
"This is all because of you, Senior."
I pulled the loosened belt completely from my pants and wrapped it around my hands, looping it behind the back of her head. Then, I yanked both hands behind my back. The belt tightened, dragging her forward and forcing my cock deep into her throat, right to the root.
"Guh... ugh... heagh... i-it... it hurts..."
Her pronunciation crumbled as she tried to force the words out. Strength returned to her lifeless hands as she feebly pushed against my thighs, trying to escape. Now, she looked up at me, sobbing openly—which I considered her biggest mistake.
She says she’s a virgin, but did she learn this somewhere?
I was genuinely impressed. Her glasses had slipped down the bridge of her nose, barely hanging near her mouth, and her unfocused eyes met mine as if pleading.
The hands that had been on my thighs moved to grab the belt. Her determination to break it by digging her nails into the belt holes was truly remarkable. The way she naturally created the exact atmosphere I wanted was driving me crazy.
Even if this was for a quest, I hadn't expected her to react like this.
I guess I have to take responsibility.
The quest told me to have 'sexual intercourse,' but the criteria were vague. However, seeing as the quest window hadn't budged yet, there was only one answer.
Insertion.
It clearly wouldn't count until I shoved my cock into her pussy and made her juices overflow. The description was vague, but the requirements were perverted.
"Senior, I'm going to cum inside."
"Mmph, mmph, mmph...!"
No matter how inexperienced she was, she understood exactly what that meant. She shook her head frantically with my cock still in her mouth, but every time my glans brushed against her cheek, my seed surged.
If I kept thrusting like this, I really might blast it down her throat, so I pulled out just in time. After stroking myself a few times, I ejaculated, coating Su-jin’s face.
The mixture of saliva and semen trailed from the corner of her mouth down to her chin. It suited her well.
"Cough... hack... Is it... done? It’s over... right? Is it... finally over...?"
Perhaps because I’d been thrusting so deep, she coughed between every few words. The corners of her mouth were slightly torn, showing a faint hint of red.
As if my answer didn't matter, she immediately turned around and began crawling toward the door. Her legs seemed to have lost their strength, but she didn't care that her knees would surely be bruised.
I followed her slowly.
With every heavy footstep I took as I approached, the sound of her palms hitting the floor grew more frantic. Her palms, visible for a moment, were a bruised mixture of black and red.
She looked like an apricot that had rolled on the dirt. An apricot so ripe that its skin would peel away to reveal the flesh with the slightest touch.
"Where are you going, Senior? We aren't finished yet."
I grabbed the back of her skirt.
Our eyes met.
A male student with his lower half exposed and a female student on all fours, wiping semen from her mouth—the next scene was obvious.
"You're beautiful."
I flipped up her skirt, revealing pure white underwear between her supple thighs. If they had been spandex, I would have had to pull them down, but since they were cloth, I only had to push them to the side.
"Tae... Tae-yang, what... what are you doing?"
"Just hold on for a moment. If you endure it for just a bit, everything will be fine."
After all, this is for the sake of my senior.
"Wh-what... Ah, AGH!"
Perhaps because I’d buried it to the root in a single thrust, her mouth fell open and her eyes went wide.
The mirror in the disciplinary room reflected the two of us. A girl on all fours like a dog, her hind legs lifted as she was taken, and me, reveling in the pleasure. Our reasons were different, but we were no different from two animals.
"Take it... take it out... ah... it hurts..."
Blood flowing from her pussy ran down her thighs and soaked into my pants. Blood is hard to wash out; this was going to be a problem.
"Senior, don't look down. Look straight into the mirror."
If it's too hard, I'll help you.
I grabbed a handful of her hair, bunching it into a ponytail. When I yanked it to force her head up, her pain-stricken expression was a masterpiece. Every time I moved my hips, the sound of our thighs slapping together was loud in the stiff silence.
"Heh... don't... heh..."
She couldn't even speak properly, only panting for breath. Every time I thrust, her virgin pussy tightened around me without any control; it felt like I was going to be milked dry. Because she had never been penetrated before, her walls squeezed me with every movement.
Her lower abdomen twitched with every breath she took. Gradually, her juices began to flow, making each thrust easier. If she had been a dry sponge before, she was now a sponge soaked through with water.
She seemed to struggle to support herself with her hands, eventually collapsing onto her forearms. Her trembling form was reflected clearly in the mirror. Her expression, which had been one of agony and pain at first, was slowly shifting into a smile.
I felt like now was the time, so I spoke.
"Senior, bark for me."
I wondered if it would have an immediate effect, but my worries were soon proven unnecessary.
"Heh... heh... Woof... woof, woof...!"
Her face, now without glasses, was reflected in the mirror as she barked. You look truly beautiful like this, Senior.
Her blazer had been discarded long ago, and her unbuttoned dress shirt revealed breasts that formed a deep valley. Semen pooled between them, creating a white puddle. I hadn't realized it at first glance, but her body was incredible. She must have been hiding it under a sports bra or something similar.
Well, I know everything now.
Barking like a dog, sucking on the cock of a man she’d met for the first time today—her lips were glossy with semen instead of lip balm.
"It's a shame I didn't bring a condom today, so I can't do more for you..."
Creampieing her on the first time would have been too much. I had to be satisfied with this for today.
"Instead, I'll do my best until the very end."
I tightened my grip on her skirt and her hair. With every thrust, her skirt bunched up, leaving her buttocks completely exposed.
"Woof... I like it... Tae-yang... more... please? Woof... woof..."
She didn't even know how to move her hips, but she was trying her best to grind against me. She tried to squeeze her pussy by repeatedly folding and unfolding her legs. Because she was moving while crying, strands of disheveled hair were stuck to her face. Without even knowing what it was, she stuck out her tongue and licked the semen-stained hair.
"I'm sorry, Senior. I have to get back to class now, and so do you..."
She didn't have dog ears, but I could almost see them drooping.
But I'll make sure to finish properly, Senior.
Perhaps because it was a virgin pussy, the urge to ejaculate came quickly again. I hurriedly pulled out. Her hips shuddered for a moment before her legs gave way. Immediately after, a torrent of fluids spilled out, pooling slightly on the floor.
I slowly lowered her lower body and pulled her up by her hair. I stroked her dazed face before spraying my seed over it. Earlier, she had looked horrified, but now she happily began to suck my cock on her own.
She sucked so hard her cheeks hollowed out, cleaning me off. She was a completely different person from the honor student I’d met earlier.
"Senior, look here. Say cheese."
"Heee... zeee..."
I didn't want to miss this moment, so I captured her on my phone camera. She was sucking my cock like a lollipop, her cheeks sunken in. Even after she finished, she tilted her head as if asking, "What are we doing next?"
She was incredibly cute.
"Senior, put your clothes back on for now."
"Okay, I understand..."
If your tail is long, it's bound to be stepped on. I couldn't keep this up forever; it was time to head to class. A transfer student getting caught in the disciplinary room and arriving late? It was bound to draw unwanted attention.
It’s no good to stand out too much on the first day.
I fixed my pants and tidied my clothes. Notifications that I’d cleared the quest and earned achievements popped up, but I didn't have time to check them leisurely, so I gave them a quick glance and dismissed them.
I had a strong feeling someone was coming. If this really was a novel world, this was exactly the kind of moment to introduce a sense of crisis.
"Baek Tae-yang, are you in there? If you are, open the door."
As expected.
A thick, stern voice. One of the most vivid memories in Baek Tae-yang’s mind surfaced. Jang Du-cheol, known as the strongest instructor at Victory Academy.
I must not give him any reason for suspicion.
When there’s no immediate solution in sight, all you can do is leave it to chance. I checked the information window I had just dismissed.
The only way to escape this moment was right now. There was no other way.