Perhaps it was because it had been a few days since he last touched her. He should have taken it slow, built up the anticipation. Instead, he stuck his tongue out and slurped frantically, sucking her pussy with greed.
"Mmm...!"
The angel arched her back and her neck tilted backwards. A soft, seductive moan escaped her parted lips, a purring, carnal sound that sent a jolt of electricity through his lower abdomen.
Fuck. Seong Jugun couldn't control his suction and completely sealed his lips to her pussy. Slurp, slurp, slurp! He trapped even the thick folds between his lips and began to suck passionately, causing the angel to moan even louder, her hips bucking restlessly.
Was it the alcohol? Her pussy felt even warmer and softer than before. As he greedily devoured her hot, succulent pussy, a languid sensation spread through him, as if his entire body, from his mouth to the tip of his cock, were soaking in a steaming hot bath.
"Haaah..."
Seong Jugun licked her pussy lustfully, savoring the sensation of soaking in a luxurious hot spring. He could hardly tell if he was in a cramped basement studio or a celestial hot spring where a goddess was bathing.
Lost in the blissful ecstasy of sucking on her pussy, Seong Jugun suddenly felt something soft and squishy bump against the bridge of his nose.
"Mmm..."
His face was already buried deep in her wet, dripping pussy, so even when he opened his eyes, all he could see was a moist flesh, out of focus. Assuming it was just the blanket, he quickly refocused on probing her hole with his tongue. Slurp, slurp, the loose, fleshy folds swelled with each stroke, becoming plump and firm. The taste and texture were akin to savouring the finest sashimi.
"Hngh..."
The woman stirred beneath the covers, letting out a soft, sleepy moan. Seong Jugun's tongue followed the shifting angle of her pussy relentlessly, as if determined not to lose contact. He rubbed deeply against her warm, moist flesh before flicking his tongue upward, as if brushing it away.
Then, slurp, slurp! He gently pressed the clit to his lips, making wet kissing sounds, soaked in her pussy juice.
Just as the skin pressed against his lips heated to a fever pitch that's about to burst, he thrust his tongue up the bright red, ripe protrusion.
"Haaah...!"
The Angel gasped, her hips bucking wildly. The sensation was so intense she couldn't keep her eyes closed any longer, they snapped open. Her heat-glazed pupils blinked as if trying to grasp the situation, something truly absurd flashed across his eyes.
"What the hell is this...?"
Seong Jugun finally lifted his head. A long strand of saliva stretched between his lips and the wet pussy.
He slurped up the pussy juice still clinging to his lower lip and slightly raised an eyebrow. His eyes slowly refocused, turning toward a presence that shouldn't be here.
I must be seeing things. I'm definitely seeing things wrong. That's what he thought, but...
"Fucking hell... What is that?"
Too startled to control his volume, his deep voice boomed through the silent room like a shout echoing in a cave. The angel's hazy eyes—unable to tell if the warmth on his pussy was a dream or reality— immediately snapped wide open.
"Huh...? Wh...who...? Aah!"
"Fuck!"
Both men screamed, speechless. Seong Jugun, shocked by the sudden discovery of Seungyu's dangling testicles, and Seungyu, startled awake by a stranger, were both too frantic to think straight, their faces flushed crimson as they howled in unison.
"Hah... hah..."
Catching his breath, Seungyu swiftly reached for the nightstand. The only person who ever visited this house was Siyeol-hyung, but the bulk of the blurry figure made it clear this wasn't him. With trembling hands, he put on his glasses. As his vision sharpened, Seungyu let out an even louder scream than before.
"S-Seong Jugun?"
Could this be a dream? His mind went blank, unable to process the unbelievable situation.
Seong Jugun, still reeling from the shock, didn't even hear Seungyu's shout. He struggled to move his massive frame, taking a single, labored step backward to regain his bearings. The effort was made all the more difficult by his stiff erection. His trembling fingers rubbed frantically at his eyes, as if trying to erase the unbelievable scene before him.
His gaze darted down to the pristine white lower half now in view. Could he have imagined it in his overheated state?
He desperately tried to dismiss the possibility, but between his still-parted legs lay the pussy he had been devouring moments ago. And nestled there were also the shockingly small testicles that had just sent him into a panic.
"No... no. That can't be."
It can't be.
How could he have missed those two balls just because they were hidden under the blanket? Wait, balls above a pussy? Does that mean his cock was hanging above that angelic cunt, ruining the whole appeal?
This must be Baek Seungyu's twisted prank. That fake vagina probably doesn't have asymmetrical labia like his angel's.
...Wait a minute. Is that right? Seong Jugun rolled his tongue, still lingering with the sensation, and his eyes widened.
"Fuck. It's real. That pussy."
"H-hey! What are you looking at?!"
Terrified by the intense gaze fixed on his pussy, Seungyu frantically pulled the blanket over himself, covering his lower body.
It felt like the alcohol had instantly worn off. He was certain that Seong Jugun had done something strange to him while he was asleep. After all, he lived alone, and he'd only taken off his clothes to sleep because he felt suffocated and now this happened!
"Seong Jugun! Get out, get out right now!"
"...What? Seong Jugun? This is getting ridiculous..."
Seong Jugun, who had been scowling, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
How could the Angel know my name?
But an even more shocking revelation was yet to come. After putting on the glasses on the nightstand, the Angel began to resemble Baek Seungyu. No, he now looked exactly like Baek Seungyu. Seong Jugun held his breath and stared blankly at Seungyu, his mouth fell open.
"Baek... Seungyu?"
"Why? You came here knowing everything, so why are you pretending not to know now?"
Knowing everything? Seong Jugun's eyes narrowed sharply at the absurd claim. The sudden shift in his demeanor seemed to intimidate Seungyu, whose previously sharp tone quickly softened. His finely arched eyebrows drooped in a look of wronged innocence, and his anxious eyes began to blink rapidly.
"You came here knowing this was my home, right? Even if I owe you money, that doesn't mean... What are you doing, you pervert?"
Fuck. This made no sense. He saw it clearly.
He slurped it thoroughly and even sucked on it. The taste of pussy still lingered in his mouth. The pussy he was slurping on just moments ago belonged to Baek Seungyu and not some angel?
Seong Jugun's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Seungyu's crotch. Startled, Seungyu quickly clasped his legs together again, already covered by the blanket.
"Ah! Pervert...! P-pervert! Pervert! Neighbors, there's a p-pervert here...! Mmph!"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Seong Jugun clamped his hand over Seungyu's mouth. The large palm covered more than half of the small face. Mmph, hmph, Seungyu struggled frantically to break free, but he couldn't overcome the muscular, unyielding grip.
"My head's fucking throbbing right now, so... just stay still for a minute while I sort this out."
So, when the angel put on glasses... she became Baek Seungyu. The pussy he'd been sucking all this time felt real, both in texture and wetness.
That boyish voice, those flushed cheeks, those long, trembling eyelashes... These were the things that had sent shivers down his spine when he first met Angel. And now, Baek Seungyu standing before him possessed all the same qualities.
The Angel he'd fallen for at first sight was actually Baek Seungyu.
"Fucking hell..."
It was already absurd enough that this guy had a pussy, but to think that Baek Seungyu—that clueless, pathetic loser—was the Angel who had kept Seong Jugun up all night for the past two weeks... The overwhelming truth made Seong Jugun squeeze his eyes shut.
"I'm going fucking crazy, seriously."
The words he spat out weren't just a lament on the maddening situation.
He was genuinely on the verge of losing his mind. Baek Seungyu, the man who had stolen his pure heart, was his ideal type. This man, who possessed not only a slutty pussy but also a cock, should have extinguished the heat that had been burning inside him.
Far from cooling down, his enraged cock had been throbbing and straining against his underwear, demanding to be buried inside his pussy. With each excited exhale, his underwear grew damp and warm, soaked with the relentless stream of his own fluids.
Clearly, the Angel he longed for was nowhere to be found. All that stood before him now was Baek Seungyu, the ultimate loser. Seong Jugun, bewildered by this inexplicable physical reaction, found himself speechless.
"Haa..."
He could simply turn his back on Baek Seungyu and walk away. He could dismiss it as stepping in shit and shake it off. Yet his feet remained rooted to the spot.
The mere thought of never seeing the Angel again made his chest feel as heavy as if a stone had been placed there, his heart sinking with a dull thud.
If he concluded that Baek Seungyu was the Angel and simply let him go, he doubt he would ever experience such a feeling again for the rest of his life. Just thinking about it made his heart flutter, like walking on clouds. How thrilling it had been to experience that sweet, dreamy feeling.
...That feeling instantly overwhelmed his anguish. Seong Jugun, whose eyes had been blazing with fierce intensity, suddenly softened his gaze.
"Puh...! A-are you crazy? What are you... what are you doing?"
Seungyu shuddered the moment Seong Jugun lifted his large hand. Seong Jugun narrowed his eyes and stared calmly at the flustered Seungyu. What should he say? He pressed his tongue against his inner cheek, pondering, before finally speaking.
"...I'll explain everything."
He was already crouching uncomfortably in a room the size of his palm. His erection, already throbbing, made it impossible for him to get up again.Trapped in his pants, his hard-on left him with only two options: either climb onto the bed as he was, or wait for his disappointed cock to lose its stiffness and subside after seeing Baek Seungyu.
And right now, the latter option—trying to calm down by looking at Baek Seungyu—was proving to be a complete failure.
"It's a misunderstanding."
"What exactly is the misunderstanding?"
To barge in while he was sleeping and then suddenly... suck him off! He swore that even his grandmother, who had raised him, didn't know the secret of him having a pussy. Not even his close friend Siyeol-hyung knew.
"So...."
Seong Jugun took a deep breath, closing his eyes before opening them again.
Before him stood Baek Seungyu, his small eyes glaring sharply through the thick glasses as he retorted. In the past, Seong Jugun would have mocked him inwardly, but now he couldn't bring himself to do so. Even those tiny, beady eyes on that youthful face seemed angelic now, making him think twice about everything.
Did I say anything stupid out of shock? Seong Jugun frantically searched his memory, terrified he might have dared to curse in front of his angel. Thankfully, it seems like he only blurted out "fuck". He desperately hoped that was all.
Seungyu wasn't entirely sure about the emotions he was feeling. They were difficult to define, yet too uncomfortable to ignore.
What else could he do? To solve the surging doubts, he had no choice but to start by examining the physical reactions he could immediately observe. If gentle coaxing didn't work, he planned to make him face the reality with force.
"Listen carefully to what I say and think about it."
Why should I listen to a pervert? If not for the difference in their physiques, Seungyu would have long since thrown Seong Jugun over his shoulder and crushed his spine. Unable to voice his thoughts, he glared at Seong Jugun, his lips pressed tightly together. The blanket that had been covering Seungyu's lower body had now been pulled all the way up to his neck, barely leaving his eyes visible.
"You remember the contract we made, right?"
"W-what contract?" Seungyu stammered, trembling violently but determined not to miss a word. His toes, peeking out from the tightly wrapped blanket, wriggled nervously. The sight of those round, rosy-pink toes he'd seen before made Seong Jugun's mouth water. He struggled to suppress the rising excitement that surged through him the moment he saw them twitching. With a sigh-like exhale, he continued.
"We made a deal."
"A... deal?"
"Ha, are you trying to play dumb? You agreed to break up with your girlfriend and give her to me. In exchange, I deferred your interest payments."
"N-no, I... I did mention my girlfriend, but what does that have to do with this?"
Seong Jugun then spouted a bunch of nonsense that Seungyu only vaguely remembered nodding. Even as he stubbornly feigned ignorance, Seungyu's voice grew increasingly faint, as if gradually losing confidence. Instinctively, he wrapped the blanket tighter around his face.
"Huh? Li-like..like an angel? Is this what someone would say after doing that...to a person sleeping...sucking on someone's...down there? You really sound like a pervert!"
"Who are you calling a pervert?"
Fuck. Even Seungyu knew he sounded like a pervert. Seong Jugun sighed softly, his eyes narrowed warily as he watched Seungyu, who was clearly plotting his escape.
"Hey, client. You remember the principal, right? Do you know how much interest has accrued? If you did, you wouldn't be acting so stubborn."
"How much is it...?"
"Two thousand."
"Hmph..."
Seungyu nearly fainted on the spot. That's probably exactly what that perverted Seong Jugun wants!
Clinging desperately to his fading consciousness, Seungyu blinked rapidly. Thump! Thump! The heavy pounding of his heart echoed in his ears.
"Five thousand in principal plus two thousand in interest—that's seven thousand total. Let's just stop wasting energy and move on to the other side."
"Hngh... President, President! The unit after... is it one thousand won...not ten thousand won?"
7천 (chun) - 7 thousand
7천만 (chun mahn) - 70 million
The Korean word "chun" means 1,000 (thousand) and "mahn" means 10,000. There is no specific word for "million". One million is simply referred to as "hundred mahn" (100 times 10,000), and ten million is "thousand mahn" (1,000 times 10,000)
"What? What are you talking about...Shit. Are you kidding me? Do you really think I came here for just seven thousand won?"
Seong Jugun's thick eyebrows twitched. His sanpaku eyes sharpened, making Seungyu flinch and shrink back. He shook his head frantically.
"No, no, no! I'm not kidding... um, huh... I only have 9,000 won in my account. I never even imagined 70 million won... I'm sorry. 70 million won... I understand. 70 million won..."
The current balance in his account was about 9,800 won... Not a joke—exactly three zeros. He'd checked before buying the whiskey and beer, so he was certain.
Seventy million won? When had he racked up such a massive debt? Could he even repay it? He'd heard that shady loan sharks would harvest organs if borrowers couldn't pay back.
The thought made his palms sweat profusely as he gripped the blanket tightly. Seungyu could only nod blankly, his face pale and dazed.
"I'm being lenient because it's me. So when I give you a chance, you need to cooperate. Mutual benefit, don't you know?"
"Ugh... Hngh, uhh... Yes, yes. Mutual benefit, yes, yes."
Seungyu gradually relaxed his grip on the blanket that he was clutching like a lifeline. He licked his lower lip and swallowed hard.
"But... what exactly is this 'chance' for? May I ask...?"
"Huh? Um... Well, it's just a way to confirm things. Between us."
Seong Jugun gave a vague, evasive answer as he subtly moved closer to Seungyu again. Since he would need his cock to get up to be able to stick it in his pussy, he worried that his stiff cock might shrink back down once the blanket is yanked off.
This wasn't about first love, angel, or ideal type. It was a phenomenon entirely separate from such definitions.
"Oh, just a taste."
A taste of what? Am I chicken? Pork belly?
Seungyu remained on edge, his eyes fixed on Seong Jugun. His palms continued to sweat, but he was still a man, and he couldn't back down so easily. Seong Jugun, coaxing him gently, closed the distance between them. Before Seungyu realized it, Seong Jugun was right in front of him.
Finally, Seong Jugun climbed onto the bed. The moment his knees touched the mattress, a loud creak! echoed through the room, as if the bed was about to collapse.
"Crash...!"
"Crash?"
"Please be careful... What if the bed breaks?"
Objectively, the bed wasn't valuable, but it was the most expensive item in the house. With over six months remaining on the rental agreement, he couldn't afford to spend more money on a new bed.
"Wait, just a moment, just a moment, please..."
But Seong Jugun appears to be deaf to his pleas, showing no hesitation whatsoever. He crossed his tattooed, muscular arms, gripped the hem of his shirt, and tore it off in one swift motion, revealing his upper body.
"Hick..."
Even through his clothes, the sheer bulk of his muscles had been palpable. But his upper body, now bare without a single shred of fabric, looked even more massive than he had imagined.
This must be what a predator looks like, waiting for the perfect moment to tear into its prey. Seungyu's eyes widened, his body trembling as he frantically shook his head.
"J-just a moment... just a moment! Please!"
At this rate, he might actually get devoured by Seong Jugun. Feeling that the massive body would crush him at any moment, Seungyu desperately shuffled backward, his hips inching away. Suddenly, his back hit the cold wall with a thud, signaling there was nowhere left to retreat.
The alarmingly thick body loomed closer, its proximity revealing that the violently heaving mass wasn't just muscle. Beyond the densely packed muscle, the bulging veins pulsed relentlessly, never still for a moment.
"Hng, uh..."
Should I just not look? As he lowered his head, his glasses slid down and settled on the tip of his nose. Seong Jugun, with his eyes lowered, gazed at those long eyelashes with a mesmerized expression, his hand reaching out as if drawn by an invisible force.
"Ah...!"
His large hands, easily covering both of Seungyu's cheeks, removed the glasses from his face. With a casual flick, he tossed them aside and lowered his head silently. His breath trembled with anticipation as he studied Seungyun's face, now unobstructed by any barrier.
The angel who had stirred his heart two weeks ago was now standing before him.
"P-President..."
Unlike Sung Joo-geon who's swept up in romantic emotions, Seung-yu gasped for breath, as if driven to the edge of a cliff. Losing even the glasses that had stood like a protective barrier between them left him feeling completely exposed.
"Alright, alright. What do you want to tell me, Seungyu? I'll listen to everything."
It didn't matter what Seungyu said. Just being able to gaze into the eyes of this awakened angel filled Seong Jugun's heart close to bursting.
He gently coaxed Seungyu onto the bed, nodding along to whatever he said and repeating, "You're right, you're absolutely right," over and over. After repeating multiple times, Seungyu's tense body gradually relaxed. When the redness around his eyes, which had threatened to burst into tears, finally faded back to its original colour, Seong Jugun's hand drifted down to his lower body.
"Whew... I thought I was going to die from the heat."
He pulled down his pants, which he hadn't taken off yet, along with his underwear. Thwung! Something heavy sprang out with a resonant sound.
"Hah! Hah..."
Seungyu's barely controlled breathing quickened again. Too shocked to even struggle, he could only move his lips soundlessly.
What is that...? No, it can't be...
He couldn't believe his eyes. The mass of flesh that had spilled out of the underwear was shockingly dark and even bumpy with prominent ridges. So incredibly thick that it was impossible to believe it belonged to a human being.
The sight of that throbbing cock drooling profusely was impressive, but what was that excessively dark, bluish sheath covering it? The skin looked almost too dark even for a man with bronze skin. On the skin covering the shaft and glans, was the unmistakable mark of a tattoo.
"Ah, this? I decorated it a bit to make it look tastier. What do you think? Does my cock look delicious?"
Seong Jugun noticed where Seungyu's gaze had lingered and smirked. His lips curved up in a cool, almost sultry manner to ease the tension, but Seungyu became even more frightened instead and sobbed. I'm scared to death. Every hair on his body stood on end.
"Hngh..."
The thing before him was the most imposing and threatening thing he had ever seen. Seungyu's hands clutched the blanket tighter with a desperate force. Had it been paper, it would have torn long ago from the intensity of his grip. The parts of the blanket that weren't crumpled in his fist were stretched taut, as if ironed flat.
He did this just to look appetizing? Seungyu couldn't believe he was hearing such madness. What on earth was the man trying to express by... by doing that to his genitals?
The intricate, dark blue patterns covering the man's erect cock resembled scales. They extended all the way to his groin. And then... Seungyu slowly realized: the grotesquely swollen glans was the snake's head, while the rest of the shaft, reaching down to the pubic bone, formed the coiled body of a serpent.
"A... a snake? Is that a snake?"
"That? Ah..."
Seong Jugun finally straightened his back with a smug expression. Thwung! His cock swung powerfully from the deliberate recoil. Seungyu's face crumpled at the sight, three deep wrinkles formed across the bridge of his smooth nose.
"You can tell it's a snake? I was torn between a dragon and a snake, but I went with the snake. Did you know snakes have two dicks? Isn't that wild?"
"Huh...?"
"Look. It's a shame there's only one head, but doesn't it look like this snake is hungry? It's going crazy wanting to fuck a pussy."
The veins surrounding his suffocatingly thick shaft bulged. The unusually thick veins, also tattooed, made his cock look like a writhing snake twisting around.
"Hngh... No, no... Please, please take that, take that away... Quickly."
Of course, a loan shark thug wouldn't stop at just one tattoo. He assumed the tattoos around his forearms were meant to scare debtors, but they actually started from his lower abdomen and spread across his entire body. He glimpsed at the the prayer bead bracelet on his wrist and briefly held out hope, but it was just wishful thinking.
"It will go away after you feed it. Can't you see? It's starving and going crazy. Hurry up and feed it."
Seong Jugun chuckled, his shoulders shook with amusement. He lowered his stance slightly to meet Seungyu's eyes, which flashed with varied emotions. With a swift swipe, he snatched the blanket concealing Seungyu's small body and yanked it away.
“Now, shall we check out the side dishes?”
Banchan: a variety of small side dishes served with cooked rice in Korean cuisine.
"Ah! What are you doing...!"
"......"
The man, who had been grinning and saying whatever he wants, suddenly fell silent. A strange feeling washed over. With the blanket gone, he could finally see the dick clearly. It was small and pale, completely hairless, but undeniably male, with a distinct glans and scrotum.
Yes, it's a real man's cock.
He had subconsciously braced himself for immediate nausea, expecting to vomit at the sight...
His cock remained stiff and throbbing, bobbing with each pulse. The engorged glans drooled incessantly, which felt like it was about to burst. He licked his lips in anticipation.
"Hngh...!"
Seungyu, feeling Seong Jugun's intense gaze on his crotch, quickly squeezed his legs together. His pale thighs snapped shut, concealing his cock. Instead, his chest, previously hidden from view due to his hunched posture, was revealed.
Seong Jugun had been so overwhelmed by his first impression of Seungyu's pussy that he hadn't paid attention to this part. The blanket had also obscured it, and judging by Seungyu's small face and frame, he hadn't expected much volume there. He hadn't bothered to imagine it in detail or harbor any specific expectations. But then...
"Even his tits are like that..."
Fuck. Pink nipples... They were actually pink.
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