Seo Ahyeon hated Han Taeyang. From the moment they first met, he had been a man without a single redeeming quality.
His awful first impression, matching his delinquent-like appearance at a glance? That was a minor issue.
Beyond that, she had many other reasons to look unfavorably upon him.
For one thing, there was the dissonance of his always pretending to be a delinquent, as though putting on an air of insincerity.
At first, Seo Ahyeon thought he was merely an ordinary delinquent student, the sort found anywhere…….
But before she had known him for even half a year, she had come to realize it on her own.
She couldn't say why, but Han Taeyang was always putting on an awkward act in front of others, as if emphasizing that he was an obvious delinquent.
‘Did he think I wouldn't notice?’
Watching him was rather amusing.
Once she had realized it, the signs were impossible to miss.
Even when he seemed to pick fights with her for no reason, there was never any substance to them.
Just vague harassment that seemed intended only to make her dislike him.
Even that did not last very long. Seo Ahyeon knew that Han Taeyang's attitude had changed in a strangely pronounced way at some point.
Probably around the time she herself began occasionally showing signs of fatigue in daily life. Around the time her face began to look noticeably tired.
-Hey, that bastard Kim Minjun still hasn't gotten over Baek Seol-ah, huh? He kept staring only at her again today.
-What a pity. Your beloved boyfriend is hung up on another girl.
Though his habit of picking petty fights with her remained unchanged, what he said had changed considerably.
His one-dimensional hostility toward her had disappeared before she knew it. In its place was slander against Kim Minjun.
In particular, he often needled her about how Kim Minjun actually had no deep feelings for Seo Ahyeon.
Naturally, Seo Ahyeon flew into a rage each time, and her resentment toward Han Taeyang gradually grew.
Whether he was acting or not was beside the point. In any event, Seo Ahyeon didn't know why he did it, and honestly, she didn't want to know.
She simply hated how casually he dug into the very things that she herself couldn't help worrying about.
He openly poked at her most sensitive spot right to her face. How could she possibly think well of him?
There had even been a time when she nearly inflicted genuine harm on someone.
Of course, she had never gone beyond grabbing his collar and threatening him verbally.
Anyway.
‘As expected……. I really hate people like Han Taeyang.’
Even now, Seo Ahyeon did not like Han Taeyang.
That dislike had not changed.
Not even after realizing that, from some point on, he seemed to care a great deal about her despite pretending otherwise.
Not even after realizing that, from some point on, he had given her indirect advice as though he were strangely worried about her.
And, and in the end.
-You can hit people just fine. Until now, unless it was a ranking match, you acted like you couldn't even flick someone on the forehead.
-Have you come to your senses now? Do you know what you have to do when you go back?
“…….”
Even when that very Han Taeyang had comforted her as she cried in the rain, offering her even his cheek.
Even when his inexplicable kindness and unwavering affection had stirred her heart without her realizing it─.
It remained the same. Nothing had changed.
Seo Ahyeon hated Han Taeyang.
Han Taeyang and the like……. He was truly a man she hated.
But, well.
“……Mmph.”
She seemed to like him enough to suck his cock without a second thought.
Gratitude was gratitude, after all. She could at least do this much for him.
Seo Ahyeon made that utterly nonsensical, flimsy, shoddy excuse to herself, and─.
She pressed her cherry-sized lips to his rigidly erect cock.
‘What do you mean, a man she hated.’
With a dazed expression, Seo Ahyeon thought as the rich scent of a man spread through her mouth.
It was an absurd lie, so ridiculous that even she couldn't believe it.
Her pale face gradually flushed red with shame, lust, and the romantic feelings blossoming within her.
*****
“……Hng, ha.”
“……”
“Kkh…….”
Mmph, mmph-
With her back leaning against me, Seo Ahyeon lay diagonally on the bed, her head at my lower half as she gazed up at me with clear violet eyes.
Perhaps she found the short, moaning breaths I let out while looking down at her quite pleasant, because she gave me a bashful smile.
“Feels good, Han Taeyang……? Am I doing a good job……?”
“……Hng.”
She briefly spat my cock out to ask what I thought, and her breath against my sensitized lower half made me shudder.
I felt the heat in Seo Ahyeon's breath, and my cock twitched; she lifted the corners of her mouth as if she already knew the answer without hearing it.
“……I'll do a little more……. Let me give back to you as much comfort as I received today.”
And with that, she swallowed my cock into her mouth again.
She lewdly swirled her tongue, eagerly licking my cock.
“Hng, mm. Mmph, brhe…….”
She was a heavenly beauty, an ethereal girl with the world's cutest features and a beautiful smile.
Yet what she was doing was a blowjob that was utterly obscene and even vulgar.
That surreal contrast drove me mad. Every time Seo Ahyeon looked up at me adorably while sucking my cock, I had to swallow a moan.
She wasn't exactly a beginner; she knew precisely how to please a man.
An unbearable desire gradually boiled up inside me: a selfish, perverted desire to pour my semen into Seo Ahyeon's mouth just like this.
I was already well on my way to climax, and I couldn't find any reason to hold it back.
“……Seo Ahyeon.”
“Mm, mmm?”
So I ran one hand over her lovely black ponytail and murmured softly.
She blinked in response to my call, and I was about to ask for her consent when─.
“……”
But I changed my mind. Rather than ask Seo Ahyeon whether it was all right for me to come like this, I thought she would prefer me to simply do it on my own.
That was not to say I intended to disregard her wishes.
Rather, it was the result of respecting the personality I knew through the original story and had come to understand in reality.
Squeeze-!
“……Mmph?!”
The instant I made that decision, I roughly grabbed the back of Seo Ahyeon's head.
Then I yanked her head down, making her swallow my cock all the way to the base─.
The moment Seo Ahyeon's small, narrow throat, matching her petite frame, tightened around my cock, I released my pent-up orgasm without hesitation.
Spurt, spurt……!
“……”
My cock, thrust deep into Seo Ahyeon's mouth, throbbed violently as it spewed its contents.
The semen shooting forcefully from inside struck her uvula violently.
Seo Ahyeon's expression twisted in considerable pain, and her eyes spun for an instant, but.
“……Kkh, hng, ooh.”
Seo Ahyeon kept my cock in her mouth to the very end, taking all the semen pouring out of it into her mouth.
She looked terribly distressed, but paradoxically, that was precisely why her lewd moans sounded so good.
“Mmph.”
By the time Seo Ahyeon finally took my cock out of her mouth after taking even the last drop into it,
her cheeks had grown quite puffed, making it clear that she'd taken in a considerable amount.
It felt like looking at a squirrel storing emergency rations. I caught my breath, feeling the sensuality harmoniously mingled with her cuteness.
“Phew.”
The lethargy that followed ejaculation was brief and mild. Pure satisfaction and pleasure, however, were stronger.
First, I looked down at Seo Ahyeon, who had so admirably drained me, as though she were a praiseworthy little sister.
Of course, she and I were the same age, but perhaps it was because she was so small and had such a cheeky appearance?
For some reason, I had always ended up seeing her as younger than me.
“Kkh…….”
“……Huh?”
Around then, Seo Ahyeon, who until then had done nothing but meet my eyes, showed a new reaction.
She tapped herself lightly around her chest with an expression and gaze that seemed almost frustrated.
Since she had stripped completely when she seduced me and brought me onto the bed, was she perhaps showing me her stiff nipples, exposed for all the world to see?
“Uuh, mmph.”
“Aha.”
No. When I tilted my head, Seo Ahyeon pointed at her lips with her index finger, growing even more impatient.
Indeed, it appeared she was asking what to do with the semen still held in her mouth.
In short, spit or swallow. She was asking me to decide which one she should do.
‘You can just do whatever you want.’
From my perspective, either was fine. If spitting it out was more comfortable, she could spit; if swallowing was easier, she could swallow. She could do whatever she wanted.
Still, the obedient way she kept holding the semen in her mouth despite not being told to was genuinely endearing.
I felt a subtly sadistic mood rising within me and twisted the corners of my mouth slightly.
“Wait. Keep it in your mouth a little longer.”
“……?”
As though she had never imagined I would choose neither and put it on hold, Seo Ahyeon widened her eyes as I sat up.
This time, I approached Seo Ahyeon's lower half from my side. In other words, I knelt down on one knee.
Seo Ahyeon looked down at me in confusion, perched on the bed in an awkward position that was neither standing nor sitting.
Her expression suggested she had no idea what I intended to do.
I responded by deepening my smile and reaching toward Seo Ahyeon's pussy.
The slit was already slick with wetness from the process of pleasuring my cock with her mouth.
This time, I intended to soothe that spot, which looked quite hot from the heat enveloping her body.
“……Hng, w-wait.”
Seo Ahyeon belatedly realized what I meant and let the semen overflow from her mouth, but.
“I told you to keep it in your mouth. Don't spit it out or swallow it until I tell you to.”
“……Hek, kkh?!”
Schlick-!
Before Seo Ahyeon could stop me any further with her slurred speech, I immediately slipped my fingers into her slit.
Since she was already prepared, my index and middle fingers slid in without much resistance.
Seo Ahyeon clenched her lips and her eyes trembled, while the flush across her face and her lewd expression grew even more pronounced.
Even so, Seo Ahyeon hurriedly covered her mouth, intent on faithfully following my instructions, and I said to her.
“I promise you, Seo Ahyeon.”
“Kkh……! Ngh, mmph.”
“If you leave Kim Minjun and become my woman, then, well. Honestly, I can't irresponsibly promise to pamper you so thoroughly that you'd never have to lift a finger, but.”
A faint resentment lingered in Seo Ahyeon's violet eyes as she looked at me, but it was soon joined by excitement that far surpassed it.
Just as I knew, and just as I expected.
Unlike Baek Seol-ah, Seo Ahyeon was a girl with a masochistic streak.
It was a disposition that could be predicted fairly easily.
I boldly swore this heroine from the original story whom I cherished dearly—and whom I could no longer ignore now that I had developed deep affection for her in reality.
“I'll give you enough pleasure that you won't regret that choice. Whenever you want it, no matter when that may be.”
For now, well. There was no need to put it off.
Starting today, in fact.
Press-!
“……Hyaang?!”
I gently curled the index and middle fingers that had burrowed deep inside Seo Ahyeon, and when they stimulated her sweet spot, she straightened her back.
To top it off, the moan she ultimately failed to suppress made the milky fluid in her mouth overflow.
‘Well, now.’
It was an absolutely breathtaking sight.