episode_0029

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You, who wanted to play the role of a noona—

Just how far would you have allowed it?

“Ngh… Mm… Hahb…”

Lee Hayoon, obediently lying face-down on the bed like a dog at my command.

I tangled my fingers tightly in her hair as our breaths mingled.

Bending her waist this much should’ve hurt, but—

Given her abilities, maybe she worked out often?

Over the smooth curve of her arched back—

I mindlessly shared saliva with Hayoon, her mouth slack.

…While pushing my hips all the way in.

Like that, I hammered relentlessly against Hayoon’s weak spot.

“…Fuhah, haa…”

When I pulled my lips away, Hayoon’s face—already thoroughly ruined—came into view.

Her expression, far from noona-like and utterly adorable, was painted with confusion……

Her breath came in ragged gasps.

…I wanted to wreck her until that face was completely overtaken by pleasure. Swallowing down that sticky desire,

I let out a satisfied sigh and pressed down firmly on Hayoon’s back.

Forget that awkward cowgirl position—

She should just lie still on the bed,

Like a good dog, ready to take me.

“Huu…”

“……?! …♡ ………”

Thud, thud, thud.

With my cock trapped in a suffocating convenience-store condom, I pressed deep into Hayoon’s innermost walls.

Slowly.

But deeply.

Making sure she wouldn’t pass out—

So she’d remember every second of this experience.

So that even after we awkwardly laughed and parted ways post-sex,

What happened in this infirmary would replay in her head all day.

Pulling out my cock, slick with sticky arousal, only to—

Push back in. Slowly.

But deeply.

Ignoring the muffled tap-tap of her foot against the bed—her surrender—

I buried myself

Deep inside her.

Until my lower stomach, smeared with Hayoon’s fluids,

Pressed flush against her ass, now dripping wet.

Her tight, underdeveloped walls resisted, but it didn’t matter.

I shoved in as deep as I could, watching with delight as Hayoon twitched and writhed toward climax.

…Any normal girl would’ve lashed out in pain by now.

But instead of resisting, she clenched around me so tight it was maddening—as if begging for more.

What would’ve happened if Hayoon had never met me?

What if she’d fallen for some kind, fun, heroic guy instead?

What if that hero’s cock had been average, leaving her to live her whole life never knowing her own pleasure?

Swallowing down the heat of conquest,

I yanked

Hayoon’s long hair again.

“Nghhk…! H-Hey, wait, st—”

For a moment, she buried her face in the pillow, squirming quietly—

But when I tugged at her neatly tied hair, she glared at me with a growl, as if annoyed…

…Only to go still in an instant.

“Ah… Ugh…? Nn… Hihk…”

Because she’d arched her back, my cock drove even deeper on its own.

So deep that her ass pressed insistently against my lower stomach.

So deep that the flesh of her cheeks wrinkled under the pressure.

Deep.

“Lee Hayoon.”

“W-What…? No, you—you little—”

“Lee Hayoon.”

“Nngh—?!”

Holding her hair like a leash, I watched as Hayoon, still face-down, clawed at the bedsheets.

I pulled her up slightly, wrapping an arm around her, then nibbled at her burning-red ear and whispered:

“…What? Still want me to call you noona?”

“Th-That’s… ‘cause I am your noona…”

Creak, creak, creak…

My hand slid down her lower stomach—still being thoroughly broken in.

Delighting in the faint bulge of my cock pressing against her from inside.

“…Does this feel like how a noona should act during sex?”

“……”

“Answer me. This isn’t noona-like, is it?”

“…Nn, nngh…”

On the bed, creaking and shaking nonstop—

I forced an answer out of Hayoon, too busy panting like a bitch in heat.

And then—

To make sure she couldn’t say anything else—

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

I pounded her weak spot until it was a ruined mess,

Until her head dropped limply,

Until her hips began twitching uncontrollably.

“Remember? The first time we met…”

“Hahk…! Hah…! Nghhk…!”

I tossed out a small noose.

“…You called me oppa.”

“…I. Remember, I……”

A flimsy, little noose—

Like the kind used to leash a cute country pup.

“Then do you remember what else you said back then?”

“I don’t…! How would I… remember all that…”

Of course, I didn’t remember the exact words either.

Hell, I couldn’t even recall what the principal and I discussed a few minutes ago.

But what I wanted wasn’t information.

Just the mood.

“You promised that if you ever needed healing again, you’d call me oppa.”

“…? I—I did?”

“Yeah.”

“…?”

Vaguely recalling the moment,

I tacked on whatever convenient words I could—

“No way…! Ngh, s-stop…!”

—and ruthlessly drilled into Hayoon’s defenseless pussy.

With every thrust, Hayoon came as if a switch had been flipped.

Watching the bed grow filthy with her drool and dripping arousal,

I ignored the way her walls clenched around me like a vice—

Her pleas to stop,

Her begs for mercy—

Squelch, squelch, thud.

Until she couldn’t think at all.

“I just healed your fingers earlier…”

“St… Stop, p-please…”

“Keep your promise.”

“No……”

“It’s not a big deal, is it?”

“What… oppa…! You’re my dongsaeng…!”

“…You don’t want to?”

“Never, never…!”

While she was busy growling—

…I yanked

Her hair hard,

Thud, thud, thud, thud.

Pounding against her defenseless cervix over and over.

“Still?”

“N-No… I won’t……”

…Huh.

Maybe it was too soon to crush her desire to be treated like a noona.

A bit of a shame.

“Then straighten your back. Stop slouching.”

“……”

Well, whatever.

There’d be plenty more chances.

Grabbing Hayoon’s chin as she panted with her tongue out,

I kissed her messily while thrusting back in.

A few strands of her dark hair, loose from her ponytail,

Slipped between our lips.

I licked at them along with Hayoon’s slick tongue,

Swapping saliva sweetened with her taste,

Before gripping her hips—now limp against the bed—and

Slap, slap.

Pounding into her hard enough to leave nothing but vulgar sounds behind.

Her pussy, soaked from being used for so long.

The deepest part of it.

Over and over.

Like punishment.

Thud,

Thud,

Thud.

I buried my cock to the hilt—

A beastly, overwhelming fuck—

Unbecoming of the bright and lively Lee Hayoon everyone knew.

Until her lewd moans filled the infirmary.

Until she weakly reached for the pillow beneath her face.

My cock, swollen and throbbing,

I pushed it relentlessly—

Right to the edge of release.

“…Lee Hayoon.”

“……”

Obedient to my command, she lifted only her hips, face still buried in the pillow as she panted.

Gently tugging her hair, I whispered:

“I’m gonna cum. …Deep inside you.”

“Hahk… Hah… Doesn’t matter… condom’s on……”

“…I took it off.”

“…Wh… What?”

“Didn’t fit. Tossed it.”

“……Wh… When…”

“When I pulled out earlier.”

“Pulled…? B-But we were still—”

With a pleased smile, I pressed her head firmly into the pillow.

So she couldn’t speak.

So she’d grow even more confused in her daze.

So all she could smell was her own saliva on the pillow.

So she’d think—

I’m being pinned down,

Fucked raw…

“Huu…”

“…, ……! ……?!”

Hayoon, now fully face-down on the bed.

Hovering over her slightly arched back,

Slap, slap, slap…

Until she was completely flattened.

Watching her ass jiggle with each thrust,

I fucked her like an animal in heat.

Making sure the thick cum boiling at my base reached the tip.

Slap, slap.

Maybe trying to stop me from cumming inside—

One of Hayoon’s hands, previously busy clawing at the pillow, now weakly pushed at me.

…Pointless, since she wasn’t even using her ability.

Was she lying, trying to rile me up?

Or did she genuinely believe I’d cum inside and was begging me not to?

Setting aside the confusion,

I pressed Hayoon’s head down—

Harder, this time.

Into the pillow.

So hard

Not a sound—

Not even a gasp—

Could escape.

“Kh…”

“……, …………♡”

Splurt, sploosh, splurt, sploosh…

As my cock pulsed with release, Hayoon’s insides twitched in climax.

…Inside the condom still separating us,

I painted the space with the scent of my cum,

And—

Pressed.

Her head down harder.

“…! ……, ……?! ….”

The hand pushing me away had already collapsed onto the bed, trembling.

Had she come again from my orgasm? She showed no signs of recovering.

Just how far had I broken her?

Maybe she’d even be willing to clean me up with her mouth.

Lost in pleasant thoughts,

I watched Hayoon’s trembling fingers before slowly pulling out.

My cock, drenched in her juices, slid free—

But strangely, instead of the condom that should’ve been visible,

Only my slick, wet skin emerged.

It wasn’t until the tip was nearly out that a pinkish trace finally appeared.

“Relax. Hayoon-ah.”

“……”

“…If you can’t, well… Too bad.”

The condom, barely hanging onto the tip,

Had stayed inside her while my cum-filled cock slipped out.

“Stay still. I’ll pull it out.”

“……”

Hayoon said nothing.

Even now, in this brief calm, she just buried her face and trembled.

Between her legs, I slowly pulled out the condom—now bloated with cum.

Maybe because of the unusual amount,

It felt heavy in my hand.

If luck had been worse, it might’ve torn…

…Well,

Whatever.

“…Lee Hayoon.”

“……”

The bed, now cooling post-orgasm.

I called her name again, but no answer came.

She hadn’t passed out—

I’d seen her toes twitching earlier.

But she wasn’t crying either.

Just lying there, face in the pillow, hips still trembling slightly.

“Get up. Time’s up. Don’t you have class in an hour?”

“……”

The “hour” Hayoon mentioned had almost passed.

I wanted to push her further, but… This time, I’d have to be satisfied.

Still, it wasn’t a total loss.

A girl who’d tried so hard to act like a noona had just been fucked like a dog by her dongsaeng.

Her head must be a mess right now.

If we kept this up, soon we’d have an even more fun relationship.

Smirking to myself, I buttoned up my shirt.

“Or are you not getting up because I called you informally?”

“……”

“…That was all just an act. Did it upset you?”

“……”

“Sorry. You seemed to be enjoying it, so I thought you liked it too, noona.”

“……”

“Guess not.”

“…I didn’t.”

“Hm?”

“I didn’t…! Like it.”

Hayoon said this, then shook her head lightly and got up.

Too busy wiping the drool around her mouth to notice—

Her cheeks were burning red.

……Her true feelings were obvious.

“…Seo Jin.”

“Yeah.”

“D-Don’t… do that again. That stuff.”

“What stuff?”

“From earlier.”

“From earlier… The position? Or pulling your hair?”

“Th-That’s not the main thing…!”

“The main thing…?”

Playing dumb, I watched as Hayoon, fumbling with her shirt buttons, finally snapped.

“C-Calling you… oppa…!”

“…Oh. Should I not ask next time?”

Nodding.

Hayoon, her face still damp with sweat, nodded vigorously before pressing her lips shut.

As if she had nothing left to say.

A comfortable silence fell.

Only the sound of belts clinking and shaky hands buttoning shirts filled the air.

None of the questions I expected—

Threats to beat me up if I acted up again,

Or what to do about the ruined bed—

Ever came.

With about 15 minutes left before Hayoon’s next class,

Amid the silence,

Hayoon, redoing her ponytail, muttered:

“…Um, actually.”

Having finished dressing, I straightened my clothes and glanced at her.

“Not ‘never’… just, ……not that.”

“……”

“I-I’m your noona, right? So just that part… …Yeah.”

“……”

Her rambling was incoherent, but I understood.

Doggy style? Fine.

Pulling her hair? Fine.

But.

Calling me oppa?

…Never.

“…Want me to walk you out?”

“N-No need. What’s with the escort…”

“You asked for it yesterday.”

“That was then. Now’s now…”

“Ah, wrong button. The top one.”

“Eh…”

“The ones below are all wrong too, aren’t they?”

“……”

That heart of hers—

Just how long would it last?

After a grueling 3-hour raid, the boss monster tormenting the newbies finally fell.

As the clear achievement popped up, a cacophony of voices erupted through Discord.

“Finally got that bastard,” or

“My head hurts so much I can’t play this game,” or

“You call 3 hours hard? Try grinding 4 hours a day for a month,”—useless bragging from veterans trying to intimidate the newcomers.

Anyway, it was too loud, so Lee Jiyoon took off her headset for a moment.

“……?”

She frowned at an odd sensation.

…Her head hurt.