Chapter 9 - Chapter 7: Episode 6 - Devoured
Yu-rin, who had been waiting at the main gate of Han-il University, spotted Seon-ah and ran toward him, waving her hands in sheer delight.
"Seon-ah! I've been waiting! Let's go together."
Seon-ah was genuinely surprised to see her.
However, he didn't let it show.
He had long believed that he couldn't show any weakness to Yu-rin; if he wanted to maintain the upper hand through his 'education,' he had to keep his composure.
Yu-rin grabbed my hand and pulled.
"Hurry up. I have something to show you."
I expected her to just bluntly demand sex, so when she said she had something to show me, I actually got curious.
"What is it?"
"You'll see. Just follow me."
We walked hand-in-hand for about ten minutes until we reached a neighborhood filled with luxury villas.
"I decided to move out on my own. I had to beg my parents, telling them that independence is important for a girl these days."
"You did this without telling me? That's a bit much, don't you think?"
I was blindsided by her sudden decision to live alone.
The dorms at Han-il University had plenty of space.
The fact that she went out of her way to rent a private place was baffling.
'Then again, she's a silver spoon. She probably didn't even rent it; she probably bought it.'
Giving up the convenience of dorm life to live alone... it was going to be a lot more work than she realized.
It was a harsh truth I'd learned from living on my own in my previous life.
"Why don't you come in and see the room? It's lunchtime, so we can eat, too."
"I'm exhausted from waking up early for that speech. Can't we just rest at a cafe nearby?"
"Then take a nap at 'my place.' It'll be way more comfortable than a cafe."
She said it casually, but that devious glint in her eyes told me she was plotting something.
There was no doubt about it. She intended to do 'that' in her new apartment.
The real reason she'd ditched the dorms was finally clear.
Han-il University's dormitories were strictly gender-segregated.
Since the buildings were separate, we wouldn't have been able to visit each other.
But with her own place? We could have as much sex as she wanted.
My go-to excuse—that there was nowhere private to go when she pestered me—was officially dead in the water.
I looked at Yu-rin's haughty, beautiful face and felt a chill.
The Yu-rin who was satisfied with a simple kiss back at the daycare was gone. In her place was a woman showing meticulous, predatory planning just to get me into bed.
A flicker of anticipation sparked in me, but it was quickly drowned out by fear.
I was seeing a side of her I never knew existed.
In the end, realizing it was too late to play dumb and run, I let her lead me inside, her hand gripping mine like a vice.
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Yu-rin's place was cleaner and far more spacious than I'd imagined.
It was roughly the size of the house my parents had used as their first home when I was born.
Her mother, Park Yu-ra, was a high-ranking executive in one of South Korea's few mega-guilds.
Considering their family home was a massive estate in Seoul, this was probably pocket change to them.
Since sex was inevitable at this point, I decided to just treat it like a house tour for now.
"This isn't a studio; it's practically a family home. It's huge."
When I gave my honest impression, Yu-rin looked both pleased and uncharacteristically shy.
"Do you want to see the master bedroom? It has its own bathroom, and the view of the forest park through the window is really nice."
"Sure, let's take a look."
I didn't see Yu-rin's face as she led the way.
If I had seen that beautiful, predatory smile, I would have stopped the tour right then and there, making any excuse I could to get out of the house.
Because mentally, I wasn't even close to being ready for what was coming.
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Yu-rin had been preparing for this—her first time with Seon-ah—since a week before the entrance ceremony.
She'd convinced her parents to get her an apartment near the school, bought a massive bed with more than enough room for two, and filled the place with everything a couple would need to start a life together.
She had spent a fortune on the selfish whim of turning this space into a "newlywed home" once she finally made Seon-ah hers. Seeing him admire the house they would live in together made her heart swell.
Seon-ah had the looks of a celebrity and a level of sexual curiosity that was rare for a man.
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And yet, right now, he was looking around the house he would 'share with me' with such an innocent expression.
I wanted to pin him down and fuck him right now.
I couldn't wait to see that innocent face stained with pure pleasure.
What kind of sounds would that sweet voice make when I forced him to moan?
Hiding my thoughts behind a gentle smile, I answered his questions and pointed out things he seemed interested in.
Soon, Seon-ah would understand.
Exactly how long I had been holding back.
He would know everything—including how hot I was for him right now.
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While Seon-ah was looking out the bedroom window, I silently closed the door behind us.
Then, I used my phone to lock the door from the inside.
It was a smart lock; it wouldn't open unless I authorized it through the app.
My mind was filled with a single thought: I was going to ravish Seon-ah over and over until he surrendered, until he was mine, and until I was the only thing he could think about.
"Seon-ah, wait a second. Do you want to see this?"
I tapped my phone, and the smart shutters slid shut while the curtains drew themselves automatically.
"You can control all that with your phone? That's amazing."
Seon-ah acted impressed, playing along. It was almost funny how obvious it was that he was just trying to stall for time.
The atmosphere shifted instantly. With only a sliver of sunlight peeking through the heavy curtains, the room fell into a dim, heavy twilight. We both knew exactly what was about to happen.
In the long, dark silence, I was the first to speak.
"I've been holding back for a long time. You know that, don't you?"
I licked my lips, swallowed hard, and pounced on him.
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My parents always told me that boys are weak and that girls have to protect them.
Men have fragile bodies; they can't escape once a woman decides to use her strength.
It was only natural, since women were physically superior.
Seon-ah had been my mentor and guide since our daycare days. He was like a teacher to me.
I had never looked forward to a day as much as I did today.
It was a day of both joy and a strange sort of grief.
Because today was the day I would violate my childhood friend—the person who had saved me from loneliness, taught me right from wrong, helped me study, and granted my every wish.
I straddled him as he lay on the bed and began roughly stripping off his clothes.
Seon-ah tried to resist at first, but he stopped almost immediately, seemingly terrified by the look in my eyes.
It was just like the day we first met.
I had stolen his first kiss that day, but I'd walked away feeling a lingering sense of regret.
I think I finally understood that regret now.
Back then, I was ignorant and sexually inexperienced, even as my feelings for him deepened.
I hoped what my cousin told me was true—that if you pin a man down and swallow his cock with your lower mouth, he'll surrender to you completely.
While lost in these thoughts, I finished undressing him and threw off my own clothes. Soon, we were both lying there in our natural states.
Only one thing remained for us.
Before starting the main event, I took a moment to admire his body.
Pale, porcelain skin, a slender jawline, and anxious, deer-like eyes. And then there was that thing between his legs, just like I'd seen in those videos.
It looked just as large as the ones on screen.
I reached down and grabbed him, intending to do exactly what I'd watched.
His shaft felt soft in my hand.
As I began to stroke him rapidly, a faint, broken sound escaped his lips.
"Ah... nh..."
Seeing him try so hard to stifle his moans made me feel powerful. I was making a 'man' feel pleasure, and I was doing it right.
His cock grew larger, hardening as it rose toward the ceiling.
I had to correct my earlier assessment.
It was actually a bit bigger than the ones in the videos.
Not that it mattered.
While I was thrilled that Seon-ah was responding, I felt a familiar heat pooling in my own lower abdomen. My own slit began to throb and vibrate, aching to devour him.
I used one hand to pump his cock with the same rhythm I used when masturbating, while my other hand reached down to poke and prod at my own wetness.
I completely lost myself for a moment, rubbing both of us until I finally snapped back to reality.
When I came to my senses and stopped, I saw a thick trail of fluid running down my thighs.
Clear pre-cum was also leaking from the tip of Seon-ah's cock.
I looked at Seon-ah. He was gripping my wrist with both of his pale, slender hands, his chest heaving as he let out ragged, panting moans.
It was obvious he was trying to make me stop.
His face was flushed, his eyes were brimming with tears, and his pupils looked like they were about to roll back into his head.
He was a complete mess.
Now that we'd come this far, only one thing remained. I just had to swallow him whole, just like the woman in the video.