Chapter 26: Woo Hyunjin (4) [R-18]

Lunchtime was almost over.

To avoid the crowd, Hyunjin had deliberately waited until the area around the water cooler was quiet. As usual, she was calmly filling a paper cup with water.

Just then, someone rushed over and dropped to his knees before her.

Thud.

The sudden sound of knees hitting the floor.

Hyunjin’s gaze fell.

“W-Woo Hyunjin-nim! Please. Just once. I’m begging you.”

There was a man, his face drenched in sweat, bowing his head. His forehead was nearly touching the ground, and his hands, planted on the floor, were trembling.

Despite his ragged, breathless panting, he managed to force the words out.

“Just once, like a queen… Please, just one time!”

The water flowing from the dispenser suddenly overflowed the cup. The cold shock on her hand made Hyunjin flinch and stop.

A heavy silence spread between them.

The quiet stained Hyunjin’s face like the reflection of the fluorescent lights on the floor. Hearing the murmurs around them, she quickly bent down to try and pull him up.

“…Don’t do this.”

“P-Please… Just one time. Like a queen. You… you can just step on me.”

His voice was a mixture of shame and desperation. By the time the man lifted his head, she was already looking away, scanning their surroundings.

At the sight of the man prostrating himself by the water cooler, those clearing their trays paused, and stifled laughter escaped. Some froze with spoons halfway to their mouths; others’ eyes went wide.

“What the hell is with that guy…”

“He must be crazy for Woo Hyunjin.”

Hating to be the center of attention more than anything, Hyunjin grabbed his arm and urged him on.

“Hurry up, get up.”

“N-No! Not until you give me permission!”

The man kept his head bowed, his quietly trembling hands still pressed to the floor. Even though he had finished speaking, an unspoken desperation still quivered in his throat.

“What on earth… Fine, I get it, so hurry up…!”

At her words of consent, the man’s shoulders flinched.

He shot his head up to look at her face, then immediately lowered it back to the floor.

“Thank you—!!!”

She quickly stood and covered her face. As everyone’s eyes fixated on them, the man silently got to his feet and followed her.

As Hyunjin walked aimlessly, just trying to get away from there, the man caught up to her.

“This way…!” he said, stepping ahead of her. He already had a direction in mind, as if he had prepared for this.

Dumbfounded, Hyunjin followed him, glancing around nervously. He stopped in front of an old, seemingly abandoned bathroom in a corner of the barracks. It was out of order and unused, a quiet space.

“What… you even scouted out a place like this?”

Hyunjin frowned slightly. She hesitated at the door, turning her head away. The air was still and damp, filled with a musty odor. It was a familiar military smell, but unpleasant all the same.

The man immediately opened the door and checked inside. A stall within had already been cleaned for her, not a drop of water in sight. He turned back and nodded.

“Please, sit down and make yourself comfortable…”

Unable to bear the weight of his wide-eyed intensity, Hyunjin took a breath and followed him inside without a word. The moment the door closed, the noise from outside seemed to be cut off completely.

The cramped space of a single bathroom stall.

With the door shut, only their two shadows overlapped beneath the fluorescent light. Hyunjin sat on the toilet, watching him with her arms crossed, annoyed by his childish attempt at an escort.

His lips kept twitching, but his eyes… they were completely unreadable.

“…Just once.”

The man spoke. His voice was low but cautious, filled with a desperate need to please her.

“Really, ever since that day, I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. I don’t need anything else. I won’t even talk to you. Just once—like a queen, with that expression…”

Hyunjin stared at him without a word before slowly exhaling.

“That expression…? I don’t know when I ever made a face like that.”

Her eyes drifted down, over the man’s neck and shoulders. No matter how she looked, he was a trainee she didn’t recognize.

“Th-That expression right now…”

The man quickly knelt before her and fumbled with the waist of his pants. Despite Hyunjin’s shock at his perverted act, the man behaved like a dog wagging its tail.

“If you would just… press down on this…”

With the exit blocked by him, all she could do was play along with this pervert as best she could.

Hyunjin said nothing, extending the tip of her foot with a blank face. She truly hated it, but her foot pressed against the man’s erect shaft.

“Is this it?”

She shot him a sideways glance with the kind of expression he seemed to want, then turned her head away without meeting his eyes.

Even so, she could feel the slight tremble in his shoulders as he kept his head bowed low. And then, quietly, slowly… a warmth began to spread across her skin.

At first, it was just an act to escape the prying eyes. She hated the attention and knew it would be a pain if rumors started—so she had planned to end it quickly.

Extend her foot, press down firmly. That was supposed to be all.

Hyunjin unconsciously pulled her hips back slightly. A touch and a breath, so careful and yet so bizarrely passionate, were seeping into her carelessly offered foot.

“What the…?”

It was an unfamiliar sensation. This wasn’t what she had expected at all. His strange, hesitant focus was stimulating her nerves.

The moment an emotion that was neither shame nor anger began to rise from somewhere inside her, Hyunjin’s body went rigid for a moment. A foreign feeling on the top of her foot—no, a texture. This was…

“Ha…”

She’d meant to let out a sigh of disbelief, but what came out first was an unidentifiable tremor. The warmth left behind where he had lightly licked her kept spreading, like a drop of water falling onto a dry branch.

A faint thrill enveloped her. It felt like the strength was draining from her legs.

Taking advantage of her lack of resistance, his tongue traveled up to her ankle. She wasn’t usually that sensitive to touch, but…

Why is this so ticklish, and yet… so good?

His tongue moved upward, exploring cautiously but filled with desire. Sitting on the edge of the toilet, Hyunjin tried to maintain an indifferent expression, but she found her fingers tightening their grip on her pants.

Why… is this happening?

The thought wouldn’t leave her mind. In the dead silence, her heartbeat sounded unusually loud.

The man before her was silent. With intense focus, he pushed up the leg of her pants, his hands tracing the line of her slender leg.

At the sight, Hyunjin turned her head to the side and clenched her jaw.

This feeling right now wasn’t shame, nor was it disgust—it was an unknown, subtle heat.

For some strange reason, she didn’t want to stop him.

His lips passed her knee and pressed lightly against her inner thigh. His soft breathing was now much closer.

Hyunjin could feel her own hand, gripping the toilet seat, trembling slightly. Because of that, she didn’t stop him. She didn’t pull her foot back, nor did she close her knees.

As her skin tingled where his lips touched, the silent Hyunjin simply looked down at him. It was also the moment her pants could be rolled up no further.

Each time his hand slipped, unable to climb any higher up her thigh, the airless bathroom felt strangely cool. An invisible heat slowly began to rise, and her hair felt sticky against the nape of her neck.

With a trembling hand, she fumbled with her own pants. The zipper… went down. There was no longer a penis there to get hard, but it was because of a desire that had swelled so much it couldn’t be contained or hidden.

The man was the one who seemed ashamed of it. Amidst the hovering breath, the gaze, and the silence over her pants, he cautiously raised a hand as if asking for permission.

Hyunjin bit her lip. She thought to herself, Ah, I should stop this now.

But her lips didn’t form any words. She didn’t try to justify it, nor did she deny it.

As he carefully opened her pants a little more, preparing to lower his head from his kneeling position, Hyunjin’s hand shot out and grabbed the back of his head.

Her hand was burning hot. The gaze she cast down on him was still cold, but beneath that stare, the man’s breathing grew more excited, more ragged.

In that moment, it no longer mattered who was in control, or who had been begging for permission.

His breath passed through her thong. A small puff of air brushed her thigh, and then his lips touched the spot.

“…Hh.”

His lips moved further inward, exploring carefully but fervently. When the man’s tongue touched her clit, Hyunjin unconsciously sucked in a breath.

Ah…

The sound didn’t escape her throat, but her heart heard it with perfect clarity. She was realizing all over again just how sensitive her body was.

Heat bloomed from her inner thighs, the sensation spreading upward. She could feel her body flushing, and a cold sweat trickled slowly down her spine.

Why on earth…

Hyunjin quietly pulled her pants down further. Hooking her thong with a finger, she pulled it aside, completely revealing her hidden petals to his eyes.

Before the crazed worshipper, the proud woman with the flushed face said nothing.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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