My head's spinning like a damn top.
Even if this PC bang's a ghost town, is this shit okay?
Ye-young crawls out from under the table, strutting back to the counter like she didn't just blow my mind—literally.
What the hell was she thinking?
I should've just screamed, "Fuck it, I'll jerk myself off!" and done it myself. Maybe then she'd have backed off, thinking I'm a crazy bastard.
Should've done that, damn it…
Water runs in the kitchen behind the counter.
Rinsing her mouth, huh?
I fumble to zip up my pants.
I'm dizzy… brain's in a fog…
Victory
Promotion Series Unlocked!
Wait… what?
We didn't lose? We won?
I barely did shit… guess the team carried my ass.
I hurriedly check the replay. Didn't I get flamed to hell?
"Nocturne, ult!"
"Use your damn ult!"
My Nocturne's spinning in circles like my brain's fried.
Panicking at my team's demands, I ult and fly in.
Then I just stand there, staring like an idiot.
Good thing auto-attack was on, at least I landed some hits…
My ult pulled their skills, though. I ate every damn ability and died, but it gave my team a chance to wreck them.
If I hadn't ulted, we might've lost…
"Fucking lunatic," someone types.
"This asshole threw the last fight."
"Creepy as shit, for real."
"Whatever, we won, grab a drink lol."
"Never see you bastards again."
So… it ended peacefully?
Good thing we won, or I'd be drowning in hate mail.
And one honor? From Shaco, maybe…?
I slump my head on the shelf.
Then it hits me.
Even after all that, I can't process it. What the hell just happened? A dream?
Ye-young's footsteps approach, fresh from rinsing.
I can't meet her eyes.
Why…? That question loops in my head.
She tosses a pack of wet wipes at me.
To clean up, I guess…
She looks pissed as hell.
Because I came without warning? You shouldn't have touched me in the first place…
She storms back to the counter.
Yeah, she's definitely mad. No clue why. She's the one who went rogue…
I'm sulking.
I'm the victim here, why am I the one feeling guilty?
Post-nut clarity's hitting like a truck, and I feel like crap.
Should be happy, but I'm not.
What kind of bullshit situation is this?
I pull out my junk and wipe it down with the wipes.
My eyes sting, like I'm about to cry.
Damn it… flip it around. If a guy randomly messed with a girl and then went, "Ugh, I feel like shit," how would she feel?
These damn delinquent psychos…
I scrub the mess off the floor too.
A pile of used wipes stacks up beside me.
What the hell am I doing out here?
Screw it, I'm going back to school…
Came to game and got screwed instead.
I could stay, but Ye-young's sour face makes me wanna bolt.
What does she want from me?
She started it, but I came without saying anything, so should I apologize?
"Fuck that…"
I grab my stuff and stand.
Log out, toss the wipes in the trash.
Her pissed-off face glares from the counter.
What do I even say?
Just leave? Or say something first?
No clue. Leaving feels right.
The door buzzes open, but she doesn't react.
I hesitate, then step out.
Hit the elevator button and stand there, dazed.
The door buzzes shut behind me.
I watch the elevator climb, mouth shut. What the hell…
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The elevator dings as it descends.
Ye-young squeezes her eyes shut.
"Fuckin' hell…"
Her lips tremble, clenched tight.
"Goddamn it…"
She only meant to mess with him. A quick handjob, that's it. His reactions were hilarious.
But when he pushed her hand away, all serious about his stupid game, it pissed her off. This nerd's getting cocky over League? Fuck that guy.
So she crawled under to bite him, see if he could still play.
That was the plan…
But then she saw it up close.
His dick… it's that big?
First adult cock she's seen since becoming an adult. Too busy with nursing school, part-time jobs, no time for guys.
A fully mature dick.
Up close, it threw her off.
No hair, making it look even bigger, raw as hell.
She meant to bite it, hard.
But she opened her mouth too wide and… sucked it instead.
Never done that before.
If she'd seen Joonhyung's face, she might've chomped it to make him scream.
But she couldn't see him… it wasn't a nerd's dick, just a dick. So she closed her lips around it.
"Ha… hng…"
This isn't right…
Her body reacted on its own.
Her nose twitched, tasting it slowly.
Fuck… the smell… the taste…
She tried to stop.
Really tried…
But when Joonhyung pulled back, her body moved first.
She grabbed his waist, pinning him so he couldn't escape. Not to suck him off—just reflex, stopping him from running.
"Wait…"
She pulled him in, and his cock sank deeper.
Her body took over. Not a nerd's dick, just a man's, and her lips moved like they knew what to do.
Something soaked her brain.
Hormones numbed her senses.
The moment she touched it, her judgment went out the window. Hormones, man…
"Tch…"
Her brain was on fire.
Just sucking it made her nerves spark.
Boring days.
Boring studies.
Boring jobs.
This shitty routine, and now sucking a dick set her circuits ablaze.
Slurp… slurp…
The feeling of a long, thick cock in her mouth…
First time sucking an adult dick…
Her head fogged, lips moving on their own, tongue tasting every inch.
It's gross. Totally gross…
But her body kept pumping hormones, drowning her reason.
"Ha… hng…"
No… this asshole can't get cocky…
But then his hips moved, thrusting in sync with her lips.
Her eyes widened in shock.
His dick moved like it owned her mouth, hips rocking with confidence.
"Hng… hah…"
This bastard…
But… wasn't it…?
Why's it so natural?
Her brain drowned in hormones, slowing down.
Just… sucking a big, thick cock…
Why's it so calming? Why's her body trembling?
"Oh… hng…!"
It's coming.
She felt his cock pulse.
She needed to pull off, but his hips were faster, thrusting deep.
"Guh!"
Something hot and bitter hit her throat, flooding her mouth.
Fuck…!
No time to spit, it shot down her throat, thick and sticky.
"Ugh…"
She pulled back late, already swallowing half of it.
Breathing hard, she gathered the rest in her mouth.
The dizzying sensation slid down her throat to her stomach.
Goddamn it…
She rested her hands on his thighs, breathing shakily.
Trying to breathe through her nose made it tremble too.
Huff… hng…
"Hi… hah…"
His pathetic moans came from above.
They were so dumb, she laughed despite herself. Idiot…
She kept her lips closed, waiting for the aftershocks to fade.
His twitching cock… she felt its pulse through her lips.
"Ugh…"
He was done, his cock moving slowly back and forth.
Like he was using her lips to clean it, wiping off the cum.
"This bastard…"
Anger hit late.
The act was over, and her senses returned.
Crouched under a shelf, sucking a guy's dick…
Her body shook. What the hell did I do?
"Fuck, the smell…"
Her sense of smell came back too.
She slid her lips off, the cock popping free with a sound.
"Damn it."
She crawled out and bolted to the kitchen.
No one was watching, thankfully. Barely anyone here anyway.
"Gah…"
The sticky mess poured out of her mouth.
Seeing it made her gag.
The stuff stuck to her mouth was bad enough, but her throat was coated in it.
"Cough… cough…"
Gargling water didn't help. It clung like a spider web.
Even now, as her shift's ending, the gross feeling lingers in her throat.
"Why'd I do that?"
Ye-young was confused by her own actions.
She just wanted to mess with him… why'd she go that far?
She wasn't mad at Joonhyung—she was mad at herself. Why the hell?
She bit her lip hard, almost drawing blood.
The scene wouldn't leave her head.
The dark space under the shelf.
That adult cock staring her down.
Shock and humiliation mixed with something else.
Her brain felt pickled in it.
"Damn it."
A weird dampness below made her more pissed.
Wanna wipe it, but it's too pathetic.
Getting wet over this crap…
"Hmph."
That idiot Joonhyung left looking all depressed. What's his deal?
"Ugh…"
Nothing's going right, damn it.