"Huh, hng!"
The sight of Park Eun-ji being dragged by the wrist and flung onto the bed was both unfamiliar and strangely intriguing.
"...You, what the fuck... What kind of bullshit is this...?"
She growled like a wounded stray cat.
But in the end, she was just a cat—nothing more than a tantrum.
And I had to admit it.
No, I realized—I was exhilarated.
It wasn't just because she was a girl… or because it was Park Eun-ji… or even just because I was consumed by lust.
That feisty but unexpectedly submissive side of her.
Her flushed, reddened face was more than enough to make my heart pound.
Especially the way she looked at me with such disgust while her soaked panties and glistening pussy kept making my lower body throb.
"...What, what the hell are you looking at, you bastard...?"
Sensing my blatant stare, she tried to cover her crotch with her hands.
But my fingers, which had just been rubbing her wet slit, were still shimmering with her juices.
"..."
I wasn't sure if "glistening" was the right word.
And for some reason, it looked so damn appetizing—my mouth opened on its own as I brought my glistening fingers closer.
"W-Wait!!"
Park Eun-ji shrieked in panic.
She desperately reached out, but her fingers couldn't reach me.
Slurp, slurp... slurp slurp.
The taste wasn't much different from last time.
But maybe because it was mealtime… for some reason, it tasted even better. A brief thought floated through my mind.
"Y-You fucking psycho!!"
It was delicious.
A faint sweetness spread in my mouth before gradually shifting into a salty tang—the transition was exquisite.
"...Tastes good."
"Hah, hah... Seriously, hah... fuck... damn it..."
Her face was now a deep red.
She looked at me like she couldn't understand what she was seeing—or more accurately, like she'd seen something she shouldn't have.
"Do you want to try some?"
"...Cut the crap. Just stop, for fuck's sake..."
Her expression was complicated.
The kind of face that wouldn't be out of place if she started punching me right then and there.
But it was also filled with embarrassment and awkwardness, leaving her squirming helplessly.
"...You came here first."
"What?"
"You were the one who came to my house again."
It wasn't like I'd broken into Park Eun-ji's place to rape her.
If—just if—I had, then maybe her reaction would've made a little more sense.
"You came here because you wanted this—"
"N-No, I didn't—!!"
She shrieked like a banshee.
Her face was full of panic.
"M-My mom! She told me to run an errand, you fucking bastard!!"
"...Since when were you such a dutiful daughter?"
"Huh?"
"Whatever. The point is, you were this wet."
"..."
I showed her the finger that had just been in my mouth.
Now glistening with my saliva, it reflected the light, shimmering.
"Park Eun-ji's juices are always delicious, huh?"
I sucked on my finger again, making loud slurping noises.
Park Eun-ji's face turned so red it looked like it might burst any second.
"...S-Stop it."
Her voice was tiny.
The way she muttered under her breath almost sounded like she was whining at me.
"I don't want to."
"Hah, hah... Fuck, fuuuck...!"
Unable to contain her frustration, she spat out curses.
She clenched her fists and started pounding the bed—thud thud—like a tantrum-throwing child.
"Ah, fuck! Shit!"
She was slowly reverting to the Park Eun-ji I knew.
A part of me felt a little intimidated, but then I remembered—this was my house.
And this was my room.
"...Did you swallow a rag or something? All you know how to do is curse."
"W-What the hell did you just say?!"
Her face was furious.
But it wasn't just anger—more like irritation, though for some reason, it didn't feel like it was directed at me.
"...You think, just because I—fuck—just because I act nice sometimes, you can treat me like some fucking joke...?"
I wasn't sure.
When had she ever been nice to me? At best, she treated me like an obedient mutt—never like this.
"I don't know about a joke, but you do look like you're in heat."
"H-Huh?! In—in heat?! You fucking bastard!!"
Her voice was laced with venom.
I didn't know where this confidence was coming from, but I felt like I was walking on air.
"What? Gonna hit me? Go ahead, bitch. Try it if you can."
Even I thought I'd lost my damn mind.
But Park Eun-ji just twitched her shoulders.
Her lips trembled as she kept her hands clamped over her crotch, still sitting obediently on my bed—and it was so arousing.
"...You liked it too, didn't you? Don't act like you weren't dripping just now."
"N-No I wasn't!!"
She was lying to herself.
Then what the hell was it that I licked up earlier?
"Really? Do you want to check again?"
I took slow, deliberate steps forward.
Park Eun-ji flinched and scrambled backward.
Thud—
"Ah, fuck—! Let go!!"
Backed against the wall, she had nowhere left to go.
If this were a cliff, she might've just thrown herself off.
But unfortunately for her, she was trapped.
"Just... think of it as one of your usual wrestling moves."
"S-Shut the fuck up!!"
The bed was soft.
My knees sank into it comfortably as I crawled toward her.
The same bed I'd slept in just last night.
The only difference now was the strong scent of Park Eun-ji's body.
And that hadn't changed.
"...Ah, fuck... Get away! Get the hell away...!"
I felt like some kind of villain.
Not that it mattered—Park Eun-ji clenched her thighs, pulling her legs close to her chest.
Her arms wrapped around her chest and body, as if she thought I was some kind of rapist.
"Eek! Ah!"
"Shh. Didn't I tell you to be quiet?"
Her ankles were surprisingly slender for someone with such strong fists.
I grabbed one and pulled her toward me.
"Ah, fuck! Fuck!!"
She tried to resist, but the slippery bedsheet made it impossible to hold her ground.
"Everyone outside will hear. What if my mom and dad walk in and see us like this? How shocked do you think they'd be?"
"...T-That's not gonna happen, you bastard..."
Her toes curled.
Her trembling breaths, so fragile, only made the room feel hotter.
"And then my mom will tell yours. That your daughter and my son are... like this."
"...Are you drunk? Or—fuck—are you on something?"
She glared at me with pure disgust.
But the blush on her face was still so damn pretty.
"And if word gets to Choi Ji-young's mom... you know how fast rumors spread among the aunties."
Choi Ji-young, with her big mouth, was definitely her mother's daughter.
Any gossip that reached them spread through the school in no time.
"...So let's just keep this between us."
"Hng, hngk!"
I pulled her ankle closer.
Her white socks stretched up to her calves.
Shhk— shhk—
"Ah, fuck... I said stop, I—I told you to stop, you bastard!!"
A pathetic threat.
Then again, when had Park Eun-ji ever been on the receiving end of something like this? Maybe that's why it worked so well.
Maybe this was her innocent side showing.
Her sock slid off easily in my hand.
Plop—
"Ah, shit... Hah, hah... Hng, haaah..."
Her toes wriggled, even more restless than before—whether from embarrassment or something else.
Her already short shorts had ridden up even further.
"Your toes are pretty too."
"I don't—I don't need your fucking compliments, just—just get lost, you bastard...!"
Her voice was strained.
Her posture was almost comical—like a dog lifting its leg to pee—but Park Eun-ji still held onto her pride, refusing to back down.
Sniff, haaah...
"Eek! Ah! What the hell?!"
Her toes were slender and long.
Her feet were probably a size 240—small for her frame.
"Hah... What? You don't like this?"
"I-It smells, you psycho!!"
She screamed loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.
My ears were ringing.
"...Smell? Doesn't bother me."
"Ah, ah, ah, fuck! You—you disgusting freak!!"
It really didn't.
There was no trace of sweat—just the soft scent of fabric softener from her socks.
"Seriously, it's fine."
"No it's not! Why the hell are you sniffing it?!"
"Ah, right. I just wanted to?"
This was instinct, too.
Like how dogs and cats sniff food before eating it.
Sniff, sniff.
"Ah, stop! S-Stop it!!"
If she'd used her full strength, I wouldn't have stood a chance.
But her resistance was weak.
"Hah... Stay still."
"Ah, fuck! Are you insane?! Ah, I said stop!!"
I pressed my nose against the sole of her foot, then trailed up to her ankle.
Even her pinkish ankle bone looked delicious.
"Ngh, hngk! Hah, haaah!"
I moved past her smooth calves and knees.
The trembling in her legs grew stronger the higher I went.
Sniff, haaah...
The scent was intoxicating.
A mouthwatering aroma.
"Get away?! Ah, please! Just go!!"
She should've kicked me earlier.
But instead, her legs—still trapped in my grip—parted slightly in an awkward sprawl.
"Ah, your mom and dad are right outside... If you let me go now, I-I'll just forget this ever happened—"
"Hey."
I cut her off.
"I'm taking these off first."
This wasn't a request.
Park Eun-ji's face turned so red it looked like it might burst.
And the shorts hooked on my fingers slowly slid down her ass.