episode_0489

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I’m going with the premise that I’m slightly drunk right now.

A girl who normally wouldn’t act like this suddenly whining for praise—that’s a pretty common drunken tantrum, after all.

I’ve seen far worse antics from Yozora when she’s completely wasted, after all.

Compared to that nameless drunk who tried to sexually harass me and got half-killed by someone, this is just playful affection, really.

Besides, he’s conveniently kneeling on the floor, making it easy to pet him.

…Most males.

They’ve always harbored pointless attraction toward my appearance, after all.

“Yeah. Good job. You did well.”

“…….”

They call it “kowtowing for praise,” don’t they?

The result of me shamelessly acting out like this wasn’t too bad.

80 out of 100.

Even if it’s just an average, decent score, it’s still undeniably disappointing from my perspective.

To put it more vividly—

Sure, it’s not the worst, but this much just leaves me unsatisfied… Would that phrasing work?

Hmm.

Actually, it feels even harder to understand now.

I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore.

But one thing’s for sure—I’m in a pretty good mood right now.

Carefully savoring the rough sensation against my hair, I wriggle closer to make it easier for Seo Jin to pet me.

To put it bluntly, close enough to lick the tip of his cock.

Right where I can lovingly kiss those pitifully swollen balls with my lips.

Right in his crotch.

“Is this how you want me to pet you? If your hair gets tangled, you’ll feel bad, won’t you?”

“…It’s not like anyone’s watching. Who cares if it’s at home?”

The scent of a male.

Something I don’t usually get to smell, now heavily filling my nostrils as I kneel obediently before him.

It’s not like this is some weird fetish or anything.

Ordinary people might look at me strangely, but among mutants, this is a pretty common preference, I hear.

Even Sua, who I occasionally chat with, said she has this preference, so it’s not just me being weird.

So.

“What was it again? ‘Good girl,’ ‘Pretty girl’—was that the gist of what you wanted?”

“At least put some emotion into it. And that’s just a basic example.”

“Then… um, how do you want me to do it?”

“…Nothing specific. Just… say it with sincerity, like I said earlier.”

Pretending not to notice, I bury my nose in his scent, letting it dizzy me as I carefully rub my clit, making sure Seo Jin doesn’t hear the wet sounds.

“Something genuinely worth praising…”

“…Why are you overthinking it? There was something just 10 seconds ago.”

“…You want me to praise you for sucking my cock well?”

“…That could, uh, count… What’s wrong with that?”

Yozora would’ve said it without hesitation, but he’s suddenly hitting the brakes in front of me.

With a hint of disappointment, I slowly lick the base of his cock.

“If it were just playful teasing, fine, but if I actually said that, I feel like you’d snap my neck.”

“If I were gonna do that, I would’ve—! …I would’ve killed you already, idiot.”

Annoyed by his words, I consider roughly rubbing the sensitive head with my palm—

…But if I do that, the whole “praise” topic I barely managed to bring up will vanish.

Just for today, I’ll be obedient.

I slowly stroke Seo Jin’s cock with my fingers.

“…Praise me. Hurry up.”

“…Fine, since you’re asking. Got it?”

“Should I write a contract?”

“No, forget that… Ugh…”

The result?

His cock, stiff with arousal from my constant stimulation, occasionally twitching.

And Seo Jin, who’s starting to let his thoughts drift toward that cock.

Looking at it this way, he’s such an easy man.

As we exchange glances,

Squelch,

Squelch,

I continue the clumsy handjob, accompanied by lewd sounds.

…Back at the academy, when he saw me as just some annoying girl, he never showed me this kind of gaze.

Even when I dragged him to the student council room, he seemed completely indifferent.

But as his lust gradually rises,

Without me realizing,

I stop being that annoying girl from before—

And start becoming just a hole he can use to feel good whenever.

Someday.

…”Baek Seo-yeon, I really wanna fuck you,” or something.

Even the crudest words I can think of—

He’ll probably say them without hesitation.

“…You suck cock well. Better than I expected.”

“Ngh… Hh, hng…! Could’ve left out the last part…”

So even if Seo Jin messes up my bluish-white hair,

I keep diligently sniffing the scent of his cock,

Using every method I can to stoke his lust.

“Fine. You’re good at giving head. Happy now?”

“…Well, since you praised me… I’ll do a little more?”

“You don’t have to—”

“Bleh—”

In the end, Seo Jin gives in to me.

As he praises me with vulgar words and pets me,

I lick his piss slit, oozing with pre-cum, over and over with my soft tongue.

“…You lick well. Baek Seo-yeon.”

“Nghaa…! …That’s even shorter than before. And too similar to earlier. Put more effort into it.”

“‘Effort’? Why are you so— Ngh… demanding?”

“Ngh…”

Switching from lazy strokes,

This time, I firmly press the vein underneath.

“My vocabulary’s limited, so just let it slide, okay?”

“…Tch. Too busy fucking girls every day to even praise properly?”

“Where’d you even learn to—”

“Yozora keeps saying it, so of course I know. Every time you grope her tits, she smugly tells me, ‘Even if I’m a gumiho, my chest isn’t for you~’ Ugh… Bitch…”

“…Hey, Baek Seo-yeon, wait—”

Remembering how Yozora, who’d already confessed long ago, kept needling me,

How I’d always ignore her, saying I didn’t care,

Here, with the cock I’ve personally made hard—

I take the swollen, vein-covered tip into my mouth.

Gag, Cough, Ghk—

Clumsy but earnest.

Making sounds no girl’s throat should produce,

Drooling thick saliva down my chin,

Marking as deep as I can reach—

…As compensation.

“…Ah, fuck…”

“Ghk—?! Hhk, cough…!”

“…Not my fault. You did this.”

Seo Jin, who’d forgotten to pet me,

Instead of gently stroking my hair,

…Uses me like a sex toy.

Grabbing my head, he pushes it down—thrust, thrust.

“Ghk, cough…! Ngh…, ngh…”

Then, gathering my long hair, he yanks it back, dragging me along,

Until his cock,

Now smeared with my spit,

Brushes against—

My flushed cheeks,

My tear-stained eyelids,

My lips.

“…Slurp…, Hh… haap…”

Probably.

Telling me to coat his cooling balls again.

With my warm saliva.

“…, …Ghk…. ……, …! …….”

Pulling my hair like reins again,

He shoves his cock onto my tongue as I weakly stick it out,

Squelch, squelch, squelch—

Over my clumsy, practiced movements,

My spit-soaked throat starts making obscene noises,

Here,

Even my tight throat—

Being used to the fullest.

“Haah… Baek Seo-yeon’s throat… Fuck…….”

“……, ….”

Eventually, Seo Jin stands unsteadily from the couch, using my mouth as a masturbation tool, lightly rocking his hips.

Even as I watch his cock, from base to tip, drip with sticky fluid,

I just grip his thighs, letting myself be used like an onahole.

“…Ghk, ……ngh…, ……. ….”

What was gentle petting just moments ago

Has turned into a firm grip on my head.

…Like Yozora bragging about her deep-throat skills,

Slowly getting used to the suffocating sensation,

Drooling filthy spit down my chin,

I meticulously swallow Seo Jin’s long, thick cock.

…Trying to breathe,

I clench my throat around the intrusive cock,

“Nggh……. …Ngh…! ……,”

Splurt,

Splooorch…,

Splurt, splurt, splurt,

Gluuurp….

Splooorch…

After making my throat clench over and over,

Even that isn’t enough to contain—

The sticky fluid I know too well.

Poured directly into my stomach.

“…Cough! Cough, …Gag, haaah…, ugh…”

“Haah… You suck cock disgustingly well, shit…”

“Cough! Cough…”

Briefly embarrassed by Seo Jin’s scent on my breath,

I glance at his still-dripping cockhead before wiping my mouth with my sleeve.

If any other man had forced me to kneel and do this, I’d have been furious.

No—not just furious.

I’d have been livid.

I might’ve just cursed internally like with Yu Si-woo and let it slide, but I’d have made sure he suffered.

But the hand still resting on my head now—

Undeniably belongs to Seo Jin.

“Seo Jin… Ssi.”

“…What.”

“Hurry up and praise me.… My jaw hurts because of you, you know? And I held back the urge to puke…”

“Ugh… Fine. Good job.… Your throat felt better than Yozora’s. That enough?”

“…Meh, 20 points.”

“…Were you just drunk and wanted to one-up Yozora…”

“…….”

No need to explain. He’s already misunderstanding.

Even after forcing me to deep-throat, I don’t resist—just wipe my spit-smeared lips with the back of my hand.

My invisible tail wagging obediently as I let him pet me.

Right after—

“…Ah, right. Baek Seo-yeon.”

While I’m fixing my hair during the brief lull, Seo Jin—still not tired—grabs a condom from the table and asks:

“Where’s the trash can?”

“…Just toss it in the general waste bag. I’ll take it out later.”

Come to think of it, the whole reason I started giving him head was to get him fully hard.

I’d completely forgotten.

Ignoring the lingering taste of cum in my mouth, I point to the waste bag in front of Seo Jin.

I don’t feel like sorting each tiny condom wrapper. Seems fair.

Seo Jin gives me an understanding smirk before skillfully rolling on the condom.

The sound of small plastic wrappers being tossed is just background noise.

Staring at the now-slightly-fuller waste bag, I turn back when Seo Jin speaks again.

“Damn. It’s kinda small.”

“……Yeah. Must look tiny on you.”

“Figured, but this thing barely lets blood through…”

As expected, the convenience-store condoms Yozora bought are painfully tight on him.

Even after cumming once, his cock is still thick enough to strain the latex.

A cruel analogy would be a sausage bursting its casing.

Why did Yozora buy so many of the wrong size…?

I dismiss the thought with a wave.

Then casually flick the tip of his cock.

After being forced to deep-throat, I’ve been kneeling this whole time, so our eye levels match.

And more importantly—

“…You didn’t get this hard just because you wanna go bareback with me, right…?”

“You think men can control that?”

“…Never mind, then.”

Even if fate says Seo Jin and I are meant to fuck like animals,

Today’s the day Yozora absolutely can’t get creampied.

Meaning I’m the one who has to…,

….

…Take the fall and handle Seo Jin alone.

“…….”

“…….”

After a brief silence, I speak first.

“…Raw. …What do you think?”

“What do you think?”

“Do you wanna? With me. …Bare.”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

“……Yeah.”

“…….”

Honestly, it’s the obvious answer.

Seo Jin’s gone raw with me most times anyway.

That’s why I’m so diligent with my birth control.

But now, with this mountain of condoms between us, bringing this up feels…

Really,

Weird.

Even if Seo Jin creampied me for hours right now, the chance of pregnancy would be near zero.

And we already agreed he’d pull out today.

…Yet this feels more embarrassing.

“…These condoms are useless, so do Yozora next time. After her ovulation’s over.”

“Guess so.”

Putting this feeling into words would just get me an obvious reply.

Seo Jin’s the type to feign ignorance—or lack consideration—when it suits him.

Better to just focus on what needs doing.

So I grip his fully erect shaft, peel off the condom (which barely made it past the tip), and toss it in the waste bag.

What’s left is this—the cock I’ve worked so hard to get hard.

…Even after cumming his fill just now,

It twitches like it’s ready to shoot again.

A grotesque male cock.

Staring blankly at the sticky pre-cum oozing from the tip—

“…Seo Jin Ssi.”

“Say it.”

“…Can I tell you something?”

“That’s up to you.”

I just let him use my throat the way he likes.

Now that something’s crossed my mind—

Before he uses me like an onahole again, I declare:

“Earlier, you asked me something. …What I like, or whatever…”

“Right. I needed to know because of Seol Da-bin.”

“…Seol Da-bin. Ah. Because of Seol Da-bin.”

Not a pleasant name, but no reason to get upset over it now.

So I chew on it,

Then swallow.

“…Back then, I answered. But you said you didn’t hear me.”

“Yeah. You mumbled too quietly. Just heard gibberish.”

“……Well, …um…”

Still kneeling on the floor,

“You suddenly asked what I like, so I told you… my preferences…”

“Your preferences?”

“…Sex… preferences…”

“…….”

Glancing toward the bathroom where Yozora went.

Calculating how many minutes are left.

Quietly.

“Doggy… Being fucked from behind while on all fours… is totally my thing.”

“…….”

“Remember last time? When all four of us…?”

“…Not clearly. I was too turned on then.”

“Then most of the sex we’ve had… you don’t remember?”

“…….”

Ahem, ahem—clearing my still-raw throat.

Finally standing up, I flop onto the couch,

Hugging the pillow Yozora brought earlier to my face.

“Out of all the positions we’ve done… this one.”

“…….”

“Fully on my stomach… getting pinned down and fucked like prey…”

“…….”

“Having my cervix rammed relentlessly before creampies… …felt amazing.”

“…….”

“…And honestly, everything we’ve done… was good.”

“…….”

“…I like it. Yeah.”

“…….”

…Saying all this.

Should be mortifying enough to kill me.

But—

“…What’re you waiting for? This is you asking for it again, dumbass.”

“…Ah, right.”

This clueless idiot wouldn’t get it unless I spell it out.