Chapter 19
Had I ever felt such a chill run down my spine before? My blood seemed to turn ice-cold as my pupils shook in terror.
“……Hey, what are you doing? What is this?”
“Hmm? What is it?”
I gestured accusingly toward Baek Seol-ah, sitting beside me, but she merely tilted her head and innocently feigned ignorance.
Setting aside the fact that even that cute little head tilt was starting to look adorable to me, her shameless nonchalance at that moment made me break out in a cold sweat.
Swish, rustle-
Once Baek Seol-ah's switch was flipped, she never hesitated. She was always like that.
She skillfully pulled my pants halfway down, along with my underwear.
She glanced down at my exposed cock with a faint smile and wrapped her left hand around it. From my perspective, it was enough to drive me insane.
Had this girl forgotten that we were in a classroom? Even if we were tucked away in a corner, this was too much.
“Hey, Baek Seol…… Baek Seol-ah. Stop, stop.”
I turned to her with a desperate plea in my eyes and quietly asked her to stop.
If I raised my voice carelessly, the instructor at the podium or the other students might hear us.
But after she'd even threatened to scream, I couldn't use force against her, so all I could do was keep repeating the same words.
I was so desperate that I even quickly corrected the playful nickname ‘Baek Seolgi’ I usually called her and begged her for mercy, but……
“You're the one who's bad. Why did you treat me like an annoying woman……? You hurt my pride.”
“……No, you fucking crazy bitch.”
Baek Seol-ah had completely lost herself, and there was no mercy left in her. Instead, she gave me a narrowed, sidelong look as though I were the bad guy, and I had no choice but to blurt out a heartfelt curse in a fit of frustration.
Unlike usual, however, Baek Seol-ah merely smiled sweetly and answered as though she didn't care at all.
“Don't worry. I don't want anyone else to catch me doing this, either.”
“What the fuck.”
I let out a brief, incredulous breath. Weren't her words and actions contradicting each other? This girl.
For someone who claimed she didn't want anyone to find out, she was moving her hand awfully boldly.
But apparently, Baek Seol-ah's idea of ‘not wanting to get caught’ was a little different from mine.
It didn't mean she intended to avoid doing anything that might cause trouble if she were discovered.
As long as no one else ultimately found out, she didn't care what she did.
Baek Seol-ah twisted the corners of her mouth sadistically.
“So stay still. As long as you don't thrash around pointlessly, there's no reason for us to get caught.”
“……Y-You crazy……”
“If possible, don't make any noise, either. If a sound slips out before you realize it, we'd both be in trouble, wouldn't we?”
I couldn't say anything more. I did obey Baek Seol-ah's instructions, in a sense, but naturally, it wasn't because I wanted to.
Tap tap tap tap-
“……!”
By then, Baek Seol-ah's hand had already begun gently gripping and stroking my cock.
I clenched my teeth with all my might in an attempt to resist the intense pleasure surging up from my lower body.
‘This girl, seriously……!’
My eyes were opened wide and sharp as I glared at Baek Seol-ah, who had now pressed herself snugly against me, but she remained perfectly relaxed and pretended to be occupied with something else.
In other words, while her hand was stroking my cock beneath the desk, her eyes were already fixed straight ahead.
It was truly admirable acting. At a glance, she was nothing more or less than an ordinary model female student concentrating on class.
The better she became at this, the more furious it made me feel. This girl was even improving now.
‘……Just the other day, she was screaming that five times was too many and coming at me like a madwoman.’
Now she was giving me a handjob as though paying back her ‘debt’ to me were perfectly natural.
I bit my lip, desperately trying to keep my expression from twisting.
Maybe ‘improving’ wasn't the right word. Looking back, Baek Seol-ah seemed to have always shown me sides like this.
More precisely, whenever her switch flipped, her personality changed by 180 degrees.
And as maddeningly unfair as it was, I was usually the one who made that switch flip.
……At least, I think there had only been a few times when I'd pressed it deliberately. Or had there not?
“Hng……”
In any case, those were just distractions. I didn't have time to dwell on them. I exhaled deeply at the stimulation that once again made my lower body tremble.
Even though this was a classroom with plenty of other students around, there was no way I could remain completely numb to Baek Seol-ah's touch.
To be honest, her technique was quite skilled.
No—if I were being more honest, it simply felt insanely good.
That included the fact that ‘that’ Baek Seol-ah was sitting there languidly resting her chin in her hand in the classroom…… and, at that very moment, doing something to me that she probably would have done only for her boyfriend.
An unbelievable wave of pleasure was surging through me.
I squeezed my eyes shut, and Baek Seol-ah gradually began acting more boldly, as though she were getting excited as well.
“Mmm, Han Taeyang. You look good……? See? You look so much better when you stay this obedient.”
Tap tap tap tap……!
The increasingly loud wet sounds, along with the precum flowing from my cock, were quite obscene.
Baek Seol-ah continued giving me a handjob, coating her pure-white palm with plenty of that fluid.
It was a precarious, dangerous act carried out under cover of the instructor's ongoing lecture.
Heat gradually rose in both my face and Baek Seol-ah's. She smiled lewdly.
“……Doing it in such an open place makes me feel even more excited than usual. You feel the same way, don't you?”
“……”
“Haa……. I used to flatly refuse when Hyunseong suggested doing it outdoors. Honestly……”
For the most part, Baek Seol-ah was the one who spoke, while I was the reluctant listener.
Given our respective roles, it couldn't be helped.
‘……Once class is over, I'm seriously not letting you off, you damn woman.’
If I carelessly opened my mouth now—and then happened to fail at keeping the volume down—there would be an absolute catastrophe.
With one arm resting on the desk, I trembled faintly and could only stare fiercely at Baek Seol-ah from the corner of my eye.
“……That look.”
Baek Seol-ah took that look in stride, merely giving me a slight smile that sent a chill down my spine.
“Yeah, I can't really put it into words, but I like it a lot. I think my lower abdomen is heating up without me realizing it.”
“──.”
“I don't even know when I became this kind of pervert……”
Then, trailing off at the end of her sentence, Baek Seol-ah leaned her head close to me and whispered into my ear.
“……It's because of you, Han Taeyang.”
“……!”
“Take responsibility, my fellow pervert.”
In an instant.
‘Zing,’ went a jolt through me.
My body shuddered violently as though I had been struck by lightning.
“Huh, ngh.”
There was no need to say what that meant. I squeezed my eyes shut in distress and let out a short moan, while Baek Seol-ah opened her eyes wide.
“Ah……. Does it feel like you're about to come? You're a little quicker than usual.”
“……Ngh?!”
“I guess that means you're excited by the situation, too. Well, either way is fine by me.”
Her head was already very close to my ear from whispering into it.
There was no distance left between us. Without hesitation, she extended her tongue and licked inside my ear, and……
“……Pff, bwe. Like always, you can cum whenever you want, Han Taeyang. I'll take it……”
“──!”
That was the limit of my endurance. With Baek Seol-ah's sweet little words as the final straw, my body went rigid and my orgasm surged explosively.
Spurt, spurt-!
My cock, wrapped in Baek Seol-ah's soft hand beneath the desk, convulsed madly.
It throbbed without pause, expelling proof of her handiwork.
At precisely the right moment, Baek Seol-ah pulled out a handkerchief with her other hand and wrapped it around the tip of my cock to keep the semen from splattering.
“There we go, there we go. Let it all out……?”
As she said this, Baek Seol-ah smiled with satisfaction, as though she were thoroughly enjoying the situation.
With a mischievous, almost impish smile in her eyes, she diligently shook my cock.
She was dutifully finishing me off, intent on giving a man the greatest sexual pleasure possible.
Splurt, splurrrt…….
“……Hrk.”
After she continued gently stroking my cock for a while,
all the semen that had traveled up through my urethra dyed her handkerchief pure white.
Baek Seol-ah's hazy, moist eyes gleamed as she folded the handkerchief in half, then wiped my glans with the comparatively drier side.
It was the professionalism of someone who seemed to know better than anyone how to please a man.
“……”
I looked down at Baek Seol-ah with exhausted eyes, panting as quietly as possible to catch my breath, and……
“……Are you trying to get my handkerchief pregnant, Han Taeyang? You still ejaculate an insane amount.”
Once again, she unwittingly provoked me with another lewd remark.
My body stiffened again for an instant, and my lower body jerked. Baek Seol-ah's eyes widened.
“What? Was there still some left?”
And as though she couldn't bring herself to abandon her model-student demeanor, she quickly caught the tiny amount of semen dribbling from my trembling cock in her outstretched palm.
It was clear that she would rather use her own hand than stain the desk or the classroom floor.
My mouth clamped shut of its own accord. I stared only at Baek Seol-ah with complicated emotions in my eyes, and she soon rubbed the hand that had caught the extra semen against the handkerchief and wiped it clean.
Then she looked down at the handkerchief with a meaningful expression, as though she were strangely conflicted about something, before……
“……Hmm. I suppose I'll have to wash this.”
She subtly twitched her nose, then quickly pretended to be nonchalant and stuffed it into her pocket.
It was around then that the vague expectation I'd had without even realizing it gradually settled down as well.
“Ah.”
“……?”
There was a brief silence. I was concentrating on steadying my ragged breathing while remaining mindful of the instructor's still-ongoing lecture.
Suddenly, Baek Seol-ah shifted her gaze behind me, let out a small exclamation, and furrowed her brow.
And then.
“……I'm sorry, Han Taeyang.”
“What? Why all of a sudden?”
Hearing her speak with a faint, bitter smile, sounding completely at a loss, I had no choice but to turn around as well.
The moment after, I froze just as completely as she had.
……I had been so focused on Baek Seol-ah's handjob that I hadn't noticed the presence of someone else, even while thinking I was keeping an eye out for the gazes around us.
A male student was sitting neither particularly far from us nor particularly close.
He had pale green hair and eyes, as if to prove that he was a magic-type Awakener.
I knew that face. Frowning, I recalled the male student's name in my mind.
‘Jeong Jaeha.’
As you could probably guess from the unnecessarily detailed description of his appearance, he was one of the male protagonists in the novel that served as the original basis for this world.
That guy—Jeong Jaeha, the boyfriend of the heroine Ryu Chae-eun—was staring wide-eyed in shock.
He was watching Baek Seol-ah gently lick away the semen still left on the back of her hand, where she hadn't managed to wipe it off……
He looked back and forth between Baek Seol-ah and me, his pupils trembling, while Baek Seol-ah scratched her cheek with an awkward expression and muttered.
“Oops, we got caught.”
……No, ‘oops’ my ass, you bitch.
Why was she so calm about this?