episode_0301

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– “Now that I’m wasted, even that fucking idiot looks kinda hot…”

– “Ah, shit… I didn’t plan on this when I went out drinking…”

– “I don’t know. Don’t talk to me. I’m quitting alcohol. If I ever drink again, just fucking kill me.”

– “Money? Bet. Everyone put in 100,000 won. I swear I won’t drink for at least three months.”

I used to hear things like that from the older kids around me.

Back when I was a little younger than I am now, just starting to vaguely understand what those words meant.

…Especially from the girls who’d come back late in the morning after sneaking out, still wearing the same clothes from the day before.

It was obvious what they’d been doing outside.

They had sex.

The suspicious marks on their necks,

the smell clinging to their bodies…

All the evidence pointed to the same thing.

On the surface, I’d quietly pour them honey water or whatever, but inside, I swore I’d never live like them.

I thought it’d be better to bite my tongue and die than live like some wild animal.

But now—

“S-Seo… Woojin…”

I was no different from those stupid girls.

No, maybe I was even dumber than them.

At least they had enough experience to be thorough with contraception…

But me?

I couldn’t even manage that.

“Why?”

“That… take it out…”

“Say it clearly. Don’t mumble.”

Huu…

He exhaled slowly, his breath thick with alcohol, and pressed down harder on my thigh.

Not as a teasing reaction to my panic—

but like he genuinely intended to keep pounding into me until his lust was spent.

Enough to make my joints ache.

And worse than that was this.

…The obscenely distinct shape of his bare head.

I checked the base multiple times, thinking I might be mistaken, but there was no condom in sight.

Not to mention, I never saw Seo Woojin preparing one.

So was the part already inside me the only part covered?

…That made no sense.

“C-Cock… take it out…”

“…Why? Is it a risky day?”

“No, but… you didn’t put on a condom…”

“Then it’ll feel even better. For both of us.”

“No, forget feeling good, this is dangerous—”

“You said it’s not a risky day.”

“…You never know for sure.”

“…Fine. Then I’ll pull out. Happy?”

“Th-That’s… forcing it…”

If he were some frail guy like Yoo Siwoo, maybe I could’ve overpowered him, but his build was too solid for my usual resistance to work.

Pushing against his firm chest did nothing.

Even if I struggled to free my legs, pinned under his weight, all I could manage was a weak squirm.

A word I hated using came to mind—

…like some kind of sex toy.

Like an onahole, just there to be used.

I said I’d take the girls’ place, but I never agreed to raw sex.

…Which left me with only one option.

Just as I glared at him resentfully, about to summon my ears and tail to subdue this drunken idiot—

“Huu…”

“…Hn? ……Ah…?”

He had only the tip inside,

but with a satisfied sigh,

slowly,

spread the walls he’d loosened with his fingers earlier,

and pushed in deep.

“O… Oh… …Nngh……”

It didn’t hurt at all.

Only terrifying pleasure.

“…Ah… …Hah…”

Probably right in front of my cervix.

That raw, thick head,

stretching my loosened walls,

roughly—

completely at his mercy.

The moment he pulled out after stimulating me to his heart’s content,

my mind filled with nothing but vulgar curses,

and my throat tightened on its own.

“No… No…”

“…What’s ‘no’?”

“This… This can’t happen…”

Even as I repeated my earlier refusal,

Squelch, squelch—

Every time that shameful sound came from where we were joined,

the strength left my arms, which had been pushing him away.

“How am I supposed to understand you when you talk like that?”

“You do understand… Sex is off the table…”

“Why? You said it yourself back in the alley. That you’d lend me your body.”

“But… that was…”

“Was what?”

“Ngh, kh…! …Nn… If you keep stabbing like that… how am I supposed to… answer…”

Is raw sex the same as sex with a condom?

I wanted to grab his collar and snap at him, but with Woojin drunk and playfully slamming his hips into mine, my stupidly sensitive body gave in to pleasure, leaving me powerless.

The strength drained from my struggling thighs.

The glare I’d been shooting him lost its edge.

Even my lips—

Every time he moved his hips, oblivious in his drunken haze,

moans I couldn’t believe were mine spilled out.

…Until finally,

“……Hn… Ngh… …Ha…”

I surrendered to the pleasure,

the kind that tangled my thoughts like my consciousness was about to snap,

all because of that damn cock.

I pulled back the arms that had been pushing him away and hesitantly covered my face.

At least this way, my flushed expression—

wouldn’t be seen.

“Stop… take your cock… out…”

“…You’re squeezing me so tight. You sure you want me to pull out?”

“I-It’s not… because it feels good… …Ngh… S-Stop suddenly…”

“……”

“Hah… Hah… Stop… thrusting so fast…”

“…You really want me to pull out?”

“……If you cum inside… ngh… it’ll be a disaster…”

“…I’ll pull out. Or I could cum in your mouth.”

“Not… my mouth…”

“Then I’ll cover your stomach. …Huu…”

Insisting.

Refuting.

Persuading.

Relenting.

It had the elements of a conversation, but with gaps—

A rushed, haphazard exchange.

I knew it was because we were both drowning in lust, but knowing didn’t fix it.

If we were just two rational people in heat, we could’ve stopped.

…But right now, I’m the only sane one.

He’s too drunk to reason with.

And in this situation, to cleanly resolve Woojin’s demands—

as much as I hated it—

I couldn’t think of any other way.

…Either way,

just not inside.

Not inside.

“Can we do it like this? …Baek Seoyeon?”

“…No…”

“Can we? Baek Seoyeon?”

“…You’re really… such trash…”

“…Let’s do it. Seoyeon.”

“Stop moving your hips… and asking… questions……”

…It’s not that raw sex felt better.

There was just no other way to satisfy a drunk Seo Woojin.

I had no choice…

“Outside… You have to cum outside… Promise me. Hurry…”

“On your stomach?”

“Yes… Really… on my stomach… Not irresponsibly inside… You have to cum on me…”

“…So no creampie?”

“……Right.”

Still covering half my face with my arm, I hesitantly allowed the raw penetration.

But the most dangerous part—finishing inside—remained off-limits.

“Then for now…”

“Nn, ngh…”

Woojin, breathing heavily, pulled his cock out after a few more thrusts.

…And at the same time, a scorching heat pressed against my lower stomach.

The shameful sensation made me freeze for a second.

Anyone with half a brain would know what that heat was without looking,

but still—

I swear, I didn’t mean to—

My eyes drifted down.

“Baek Seoyeon. Move further onto the bed. …You’re too close to the edge.”

“……”

The cock of a trashy man who had both a girlfriend and a sex partner.

For a brief moment, I stared at the transparent slick coating it, feeling something strange.

Frowning, I shot him a glare before swallowing the saliva pooled under my tongue and shifting deeper onto the bed.

He leaned in close, bending over me,

and—

“…Ngh… Chu… …Hah…”

marked my lips,

my tongue,

as if warning other men not to even look my way,

before pressing his slick tip against my already-parted entrance.

Even though he was the one with multiple women,

he acted like I—

shouldn’t even think about other men.

Shouldn’t even talk to them.

“Chu… Mm, ngh… …Bleh…”

Maybe that’s why.

A question rolled on my tongue.

“…Seo… Woojin…”

“Yeah.”

“Do you… like kissing that much?”

“Feels good. …Nothing else gives that kind of connection.”

“…Sex… is similar, isn’t it? That ‘connection’ you mentioned…”

“It’s different.”

The reason was simple.

If he’d said yes, I would’ve asked how he’d feel if I kissed someone else like he did.

If no, I’d have asked why he kissed me so much.

But his added comment threw me off.

“O… Oh… Nn…… D-Don’t…”

“…Does this feel the same as kissing to you?”

“No… It’s different… Stop pounding…”

“You look like you’re enjoying it. …Why?”

“I’m… not……”

Woojin’s firm pelvis slammed into me over and over.

Even as the bed creaked dangerously in protest,

he didn’t care.

Like he wanted to hear my shameful moans

just one more time.

“If it doesn’t feel good, then how bad is it?”

“……”

“Answer me. How much do you hate this to be squeezing my cock like this?”

“Vulgar… wording… tone it down……”

“…How fucking much do you hate it to be milking my cum like this?”

“Tone it… down……”

Up, down.

Thud, thud, thud.

Loud enough to be heard through the wall.

“Huu… Baek Seoyeon, you fucking…”

“…Why are you… getting meaner…… …Ngh, chu……”

The arm I’d been using to hide my face was pinned to the bed by one of his large hands.

The other gripped my chin, forcing me into a kiss—

…forcing our tongues to tangle,

licking,

swallowing his saliva like it was natural.

“…Stop hiding. Be honest. How does it feel?”

“…Hah… Ha… …Right now… it feels…”

My flushed cheeks,

my sweat-drenched neck,

my pale shoulders—

all bore the sloppy kisses of a drunk Seo Woojin.

“…Remember what you asked me earlier? What turns a guy on the most?”

“…I remember……”

“…And pretending not to know, remember that too?”

“……Yeah…”

“Every time you pretend you’re not close… it’s fucking adorable?”

“…Adorable…?”

His voice, slurred and thick with alcohol like mine,

whispered sweetly into my ear.

“I didn’t realize it then, but… there’s something else I like even more.”

“…What?”

“Making a girl who only lies… tell the truth.”

“…”

Squelch, squelch.

Instead of talking with our mouths,

our lower lips held the conversation.

“You did it earlier too. …When you watched Sua’s masturbation video. You’d feel better if you were honest.”

“…”

“…It’s the same now. You could feel even better than this.”

“…”

It felt so good it was maddening,

but at the same time—

“If we just enjoy ourselves honestly when we want to… no one’s a better match than us.”

“…”

“We’ve already seen each other at our worst, haven’t we?”

“…”

“We know each other’s secrets.”

“…”

“What do you think?”

“…”

“Do you hate me because I’m trash who’s slept with your friend?”

…Compared to how hard he’d been fucking me, this was teasing.

The remnants of drunkenness mixed with lust.

And besides…

He wasn’t wrong.

“…I told you earlier, but I like your body the most.”

“…”

“More than any other girl. You, Baek Seoyeon.”

“…”

“…Say it. Do you really not want this?”

“…”

…The heat I’d forgotten kept stirring inside me.

Like something in my head was about to snap.

….

Maybe it already had.

“……M-Moving…”

“…Louder.”

“When you move it yourself……”

“…”

“……It’s… so… good…… Ah.”

I did it.

“Nn, oh… Ah, ah, ah, wait… Too… fast………♡”

…With my friend’s sex partner.

I did it.

I’d already crossed the line long ago,

but now—

I made it even clearer.

“…Keep talking.”

“Hah… Hah…?”

“Talk.”

Thud, thud.

Amid the loud sounds of sex filling the room, his voice reached me.

But even if he told me to keep talking, what else was there to say? That I liked this kind of sex?

Even as he threatened me by pushing all the way in, grinding against my cervix,

I had nothing left to confess.

Maybe out of spite, he fucked me even harder, like he wanted me to drown in pleasure.

All I could do was throw my head back and pant like a bitch, with nothing left to say.

“…I’ll… I’ll say it… I’ll say it……”

…Fine.

If it’s just a lie Woojin would like—

it doesn’t matter.

Other girls around him were already doing it anyway.

And it’s not like today was a particularly risky day.

Besides,

the cock that had made me feel so good all day,

…twitching like it was about to cum,

buried to the hilt inside me—

deserved one reward.

“…There too…”

“…”

“Your stomach… right?”

“…”

“…You want to… don’t you?”

“…”

“You’re… such a trashy man……”

I let him.

Just once.

So he could spill everything inside me,

pump me full before pulling out.

Just once.

(Though once was nowhere near enough.)