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Episode 21: The Lounge, The Lie, and The Payback
> ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. 18+ ONLY!
Author's Note:
I swear… this pregnancy is turning kim into a literal menace. But hey, if you're gonna mess with him or his man, just know: he bites, he moans and he plots revenge 😌💋
Buckle up babes, this one's messy, filthy, and… satisfying.
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Kim's POV
When Tae finally woke up, he looked adorably confused.
He blinked like a sleepy puppy, then stared at the blanket covering him—naked underneath, of course. I was sitting beside him, gently stroking his hair, lost in thought.
"Baby… I'm sorry," he whispered. That snapped me back to reality.
I leaned down and kissed his forehead, trying to be the mature one. Trying.
He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again. His voice was laced with guilt. "Did I hurt you?"
I smiled softly, brushing my fingers through his hair. "No… I enjoyed it. You nearly got us caught by the teacher, though."
He flushed. His ears turned bright red, and I bit back a giggle.
Then I asked, serious this time. "Tae... what really happened to you?"
He hesitated. "I don't know. I was following you to the lounge, and then… Han In stopped me. He... kissed me. And after that, everything felt weird. My body was burning, I couldn't think..."
My stomach turned. "He drugged you. He drugged you with a kiss."
What the actual hell was Han trying to pull? Was he trying to make Tae lose control, sleep with him, and then ruin us?
He messed with the wrong bitch.
"How are you feeling now?" I asked, watching his face.
"I'm… okay," he lied.
I didn't miss it.
The blanket tenting over him betrayed everything.
I smirked, straddling his lap before he could blink. "You sure you don't need another round, daddy?"
His throat bobbed with a gulp. His breath hitched. His eyes darted from my lips to my hips.
I leaned down, licking a stripe up his neck and biting lightly.
"Mmh—Kim," he moaned.
God, I loved when he was like this—helpless under me, barely holding back.
I kissed my way down his chest, swirling my tongue over his nipples till they were red and hard. "Still thinking about class?" I teased, blowing on them.
"Class can go to hell," he groaned. "You're all I want."
"Good," I whispered, dragging my fingers slowly down his abs.
Then I pulled the blanket back, and his gorgeous cock sprang free—long, thick, and flushed at the tip.
I licked my lips, then took him into my mouth. Inch by inch.
"F-Fuck, baby," he gasped, gripping my hair tightly but gently, thrusting up into my mouth.
I moaned around him, loving how he pulsed against my tongue.
"Call me names," I said between licks, swirling my tongue around his head.
"You dirty little slut," he growled, bucking into my mouth again.
"Mmh, yeah… your whore," I purred, taking him even deeper.
He was so hard, twitching with every moan I made.
Then I trailed lower. My tongue licked between his balls and down to his hole.
"Oh f-fuck—Kim," he whimpered, completely lost in the pleasure.
I pushed my tongue inside him, teasing him open, hearing him pant and moan as he begged for more. He was squirming, and I loved it.
I reached above the bed and pulled out a bottle of lube from the hidden drawer in the headboard.
"You… you kept it there?" Tae asked, flustered.
"Of course. This is my lounge, after all," I said proudly.
But enough talk.
I lubed him up, took off my panties (yes, I was wearing lace—what else would a bad bitch wear?), and climbed onto him.
He looked up at me, wild-eyed and begging.
I sank down onto his cock slowly, letting him stretch me open.
"Fuuuck," we both moaned at once.
I rode him, hard and fast, grinding my hips and bouncing like I owned him. He held onto my waist, thrusting up to meet me.
We kissed through it—sloppy, passionate, tongues tangled, sweat dripping, moans echoing off the walls.
I came first, clenching tight around him, and he followed right after, cumming deep inside the condom with a groan of my name.
When I pulled off him, we were both gasping. Sweaty. Wrecked.
We showered, dressed, and headed back to class like nothing happened.
Well… almost nothing.
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Back in Class
Han In was seated nearby, looking smug.
I had plans. Big ones.
I pulled out a pack of gum, chewed silently, then pressed it to the back of Han's expensive uniform.
I took a small sheet of paper, wrote in bold caps:
"I AM A WHORE"
...and slapped it right on top of the gum.
Tae watched me like I was a villain in a movie. His smirk was all the encouragement I needed.
When the teacher finished and left, Han turned around, glaring at me. But then he smiled sweetly at Tae.
"Are you free tonight?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
I rolled my eyes. "He has plans. With me."
Tae leaned in and wrapped his arm around my waist. "I have a date with my boyfriend."
Han scoffed. "Oh… I just wanted tutoring."
"Sorry," I said, flipping my hair. "He only tutors me."
Han's jaw tightened, and he stormed off.
Karma hit instantly.
Whispers broke out in the room. Laughter followed.
Han froze near the door.
"What's everyone laughing at?!" he barked.
"Andwae, Han In…" someone giggled.
He turned—and finally noticed the sign stuck to his back.
His face went red with rage.
That's when Kang Joon—our school's gorgeous bad boy—spoke up.
"Hey Han In," he said, rising from his seat. "Wanna hang out?"
Han glared at him. "No."
Kang grabbed his wrist. "Don't think I'm a perv, but that thing on your back? Got me real interested…"
Han ripped the sign off his back, humiliated.
He marched toward me, eyes blazing. "You did this!"
I raised a brow and pulled out my notebook. "Compare the handwriting."
He stared, seething.
"Baby, he's stressing me," I said sweetly, leaning into Tae.
Tae didn't even hesitate. He picked me up bridal-style.
The whole class gasped in surprise—and admiration.
"Let's go home, babe," he whispered.
"Gaja," I said smugly, laying my head on his chest.
Han cursed under his breath.
But I didn't care.
Let him scream. Let him burn.
My man carried me out like a prince carrying his spoiled little princess.
And that, my darlings, is what winning looks like.
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> Author's Note 💅:
I TOLD Y'ALL. Don't mess with Kim. Don't drug Tae. Don't even breathe near them wrong, or he'll chew you alive in LV heels and bunny ears.
Drop a comment if you loved it! Want the next episode? Want a special Hyung x Shinwoo chapter?
I'm writing for you. 😘
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