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37

Eventually, the glass tips over.

“Yozora, you fucking bitch.”

The long, midnight-blue hair crumpled from being gripped tightly by Seo Woojin.

Beneath it, red eyes—hazy and glazed with intoxication—snap wide open.

No.

Hide it. Hide your emotions.

You stupid bitch, if you look happy after being cursed at, it’ll be obvious.

This is an opportunity I finally got my hands on—I can’t let it slip away so meaninglessly.

Be annoyed.

Be angry.

Be furious.

Ask him what the hell he’s doing.

Fight back.

That way, you’ll make him hate you even more.

“…What the hell are you doing…! Let go of my hair……!”

“Shut up.”

Thud.

Thud.

Swallowing down the tension threatening to burst from my throat, I look up at Woojin’s face.

A face brimming with irritation and annoyance,

A face that clearly spells out I hate you.

Stare.

I gaze up at that face obediently, gulping audibly.

I even adjust my slouched kneeling posture to make it more submissive.

If Woojin finds out about this, that expression of his will twist into pure mockery.

“…….”

…But even the thought of getting caught feels… kind of good.

Hehe.

“Sorry. I did it because I like you… …Did you really think I’d just laugh and take it? You thought I’d go back to the company?”

“…Th-That’s not what I meant…”

I weakly argue back against Woojin’s composed whisper.

No.

Truthfully, the company wasn’t even on my mind halfway through.

This was just something I did to make myself feel good…

He doesn’t even have to accept my feelings.

It’s just the next best thing I could say because I couldn’t bring myself to admit, I wanted you to rape me.

So.

Just ignore all that and…

…….

Please…

Ruin me…

Piece by piece…

My throat bobs as I desperately argue back in my head.

“Now that I think about it, this is even more fucked up. You came here to persuade me, and now it’s rape…?”

“…….”

“…Do you like being raped?”

“…Shut the hell up…”

A woman who acts like a queen on the outside,

But inside, she’s brimming with self-destructive desire.

Kneeling beneath a man who could kill her in an instant if he wanted,

Enduring his disgusting insults,

Struggling not to let the corners of her lips twitch.

A woman whose face is now flushed not from intoxication, but from heat.

…A woman who only just now realized her tail has been wagging all along.

For boys with balls swollen with lust, there’s no toy more fun to play with than this noona, right?

Sooo…

“Then I’ll do the same to you.”

“Wh-What…?”

“Guess you’re into that kind of thing.”

“Don’t fuck around…, w-wait……!”

I yank my arm free from Woojin’s grip and plop back down onto my knees.

Even if my chest… is huge,

…my hips are unnecessarily wide,

and my entire body looks like it was made for sex—

That doesn’t mean it’s okay to drag me to bed and fuck me senseless when I don’t want it…!

…Or so.

I lie to myself.

I’m being raped against my will…

I’m weaker than Seo Woojin…

I don’t want to be raped…

I want to kill that man…

I absolutely, positively, do not want that monstrous cock pounding deep into my cunt—

“…Hngh…?!”

…Right…?

“Open your mouth.”

“…….”

The cock, still slick from being sucked halfway just moments ago,

Dripping with my saliva and pre-cum,

Reeking of lewdness,

Presses shamelessly against my soft lips.

What if I just bite down?

How reckless.

But,

I love that stupid courage of his.

If Woojin were actually smart,

He wouldn’t have picked a fight with me in the first place.

“You were sucking so eagerly earlier, but now you don’t want to?”

“…Yeah. I don’t.”

“…You came here for this, didn’t you?”

“…N-No…? I just thought my junior was cute… Thought I’d give him a present… or something…”

“You tried to rape him because he was cute?”

“…C-Can’t I…? You got hard, so you must’ve liked it too… You masochistic bastard…….”

“…….”

Pffft… Hentai… You’re the pervert here…

Ah. Guess he didn’t like being called a masochist.

Woojin sighs as he looks down at my face—

Pretending to resist while secretly kissing the tip of his cock to keep it from slipping into my mouth.

His cold gaze sends shivers down my spine, but only for a moment.

The hand gripping the back of my head—

Squeeze.

—tightens.

“Ngh…! Gk—!”

…Against my will, I’m forced to swallow his cock.

The glans I’d been licking so diligently since the first blowjob.

I swallow until it hits the back of my throat,

And even then, unsatisfied, he forces me deeper until my throat clenches around him.

…Gag.

I feel like throwing up.

But if I actually puke, the man I finally found would hate me,

So I’ll hold it in no matter what.

“Ngh…! Hk—! Pfh—! Gk—!”

Making sure my teeth don’t scrape,

Letting his cock slide smoothly over my tongue,

Letting the thick saliva pooling in my mouth make everything sticky—

But he doesn’t care about any of that.

He just grips my head tightly and fucks my throat, chasing his own pleasure.

His rock-hard cock, swollen with blood, burrows into my tight throat,

Then, without a care for my consent, decides this isn’t enough and drags itself out, scraping my walls raw.

…If he touched my neck, he’d feel every movement.

For a moment, I gulp around his cock lodged in my throat,

Then a thin string of drool drips slowly into my hazy vision.

What’s that?

I glance up and see Woojin’s face, his tongue lazily hanging out.

And the spit dripping from its tip.

And his cock, glistening with it.

And the saliva being spread all over as he pounds my throat again.

I see it all.

…If this were real rape, I would’ve bitten you off already.

You’re lucky…

Schlick… Schlick…

…Gulp.

……Gulp.

“Fuuuck… …Shit…”

“Pah—! Hahk—! Haa…… Ha…”

Like an onahole,

Used as a tool until my hair and spit tangle together.

His cock, soaked in drool, slowly pulls out from between my lips, still gasping for air.

…That was fucking my throat just now.

The dazed afterthought lasts only a moment.

Woojin, still gripping my hair, casually rests his cock on my face.

…Bastard. Now everything that was on it is—

…….

…Hehe…

“You’re the masochistic pervert here.”

“Hek… Hahk……”

No?

All I did was obediently take his cock down my throat.

Can’t you see I’m glaring at you because I’m pissed?

I’m doing a great job pretending to be normal, okay?

Compared to me, the one who got hard the second you jumped me is way more—

“…Get up here.”

“Ngh… No……?!”

Despite his commanding tone,

He shoves his hands under my armpits and hauls me onto the bed.

160 cm.

50 kg.

Not exactly heavy,

But not exactly easy to lift either.

Yet he tosses me onto the bed effortlessly.

…As if to say, Now I can fuck you however I want.

Creak. The bedsprings let out an embarrassing sound.

My scalp stings from my long hair being pinned under me.

Suddenly feeling overwhelmingly shy,

I wipe my spit-covered face with my wrist—

“Hey, wait—! Ngh…”

—only for my shirt to be yanked over my head.

……The white T-shirt I’d been wearing under my cardigan.

It exposes my twitching stomach,

Then my breasts, still hidden by my bra,

Before finally being tossed onto my face.

The culprit…?

No idea.

…Can’t see him.

“…Ngh… Hn…”

The suffocating pressure around my chest loosens with a snap.

Without a moment’s pause, someone’s hands are on my skin.

Squeeze. They grope me roughly, not caring how much it hurts,

Then move up—where even the slightest whisper would betray my secrets—

To the tips.

To my already stiffened nipples.

Someone’s fingers brush over them.

“Ngh…!”

Unlike the creeps in middle school,

Or the idiots in high school who’d poke my breasts and laugh like idiots,

Someone’s fingers—

Instead of squeezing mercilessly like they’re trying to milk me,

Instead of just lightly tapping,

Someone’s tongue.

Hard and wet,

Someone’s teeth.

Keep touching me.

“…S-Stop… Stop it…….”

“…….”

No answer comes.

Even as I beg pathetically, my face covered by the shirt, my body twitching.

No answer.

Just my nipples being toyed with at his leisure.

Like they belong to him.

“Seo… Woojin……”

“…….”

“Stop… I was… wrong……”

Schlurp. Schlurp. Between the wet sounds of him sucking my breasts, I force out words.

But nothing changes.

Maybe my reactions amuse him—he flicks his tongue against one nipple,

Then bites hard enough to hurt, making me flail blindly,

Then decides one breast isn’t enough and starts licking the other, lick, lick.

And when even that’s not enough, he presses them together and drags his tongue over both nipples.

…All of it,

Feels like being blindfolded and helplessly raped.

Every sound reaches me too clearly.

“Yozora.”

“…Don’t say my name… You bastard…”

“No, I need to tell you something.”

I’m being raped against my will—

Lost in my role,

Woojin’s quiet voice cuts through,

Crystal clear.

“I’d never have sex with you.”

“…I-I don’t want to either…”

“Making each other feel good is just sex, isn’t it?”

“…….”

“So I’m just going to masturbate however I want.”

It lodges in my eardrums.