## Chapter 223 – One Week (8)
“Chuup, tssup♡”
I don’t know how it ended up like this. In an instant, my clothes were stripped off and tossed onto the sofa,
and Iria is bent over, sucking on my dick as if she’s licking an ice cream.
The private room door probably isn’t locked, and the soundproofing here isn’t that great.
If we get caught by another student or professor, who knows what will happen,
but the drug’s effect is numbing my reason, preventing even that simple thought from surfacing.
Thanks to my drug resistance, the remaining bit of reason I have is vaguely warning, ‘At least lock the door,’
but Heeju immediately cups my face with both hands and buries it in her chest, stopping me.
“When did you get so quiet after being so loud? Was the drug too strong? Hehe…”
I can’t breathe. The sweet scent of Heeju’s skin, full in my arms, a scent that stirs desire.
This is the first time I’ve directly taken a drug made by Seohee, but I definitely know its effect.
The feeling of not being able to control my own body, the feeling of just wanting to surrender to pleasure.
Heeju smiles slightly, seeing me unable to resist in her embrace.
She stands up on the sofa with both feet, pulls up her tight-fitting suit skirt, and shows what’s underneath.
Black stockings and, beyond them, lace-trimmed panties with a distinctly mature feel,
and the humidity created by the summer heat and the hot air inside the skirt tickles my nose.
“Now, you can do whatever you want?♡”
“…..”
The scenery inside the skirt, panties, fills my vision. I’m dizzy. A subtle pleasure and dizziness…
I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them, I was already mindlessly licking the skin beyond the stockings.
“Ah♡ Right there, you’re so good at it. Hehehe… Ugh…♡”
“Mashisseo, hueup, tschuup…!♡”
“……..”
Heeju’s voice, stroking my head with a soft touch and smiling,
and Iria’s voice, sucking my dick filthily without caring that her mouth is getting dirty.
A strange feeling of being intoxicated by the haziness, a feeling that my upper and lower body are divided at the waist.
I don’t know when it started, but when I came to my senses, I was filling Iria’s mouth with cum.
“…Eungput, oop…♡ Keureup…♡”
“Oh my, how long has it been since you came, and you’re already on your second load?”
“…….”
“…But it’s still far from enough, right? To get healthy right after cumming… Such an impatient dick♡”
Heeju, the professor is right about everything. It’s far from enough. It’s a feeling I think I’ve felt before.
I’m thirsty, I want something more, I feel like I have to achieve everything I want.
“…Eut, gulp…♡ Haaa… Delicious, I want some more of this♡”
“Ohoho, yes, Iria-ssi. You can do whatever you want♡
Today is the day we’re giving Chanwoo-ssi a reward, and Chanwoo-ssi still looks like he needs more.”
“…Yes, yes…! More, I want more…♡ A little more…♡”
“…‘Don’t move.’”
“…A little moreot…?! Ah…”
Before I knew it, Heeju was treating me like a tool, and she was encouraging Iria, who had lost her mind because of the drug.
The moment she smiled and tried to get away from me, I lowered my voice and commanded the mark I had placed on Iria.
Iria’s body, which was burning with desire and trying to approach me again, froze, and her eyes lost their light.
“…Huh? What was that just now… Ouch…! What is this…? A red mark?”
“I thought it wouldn’t be bad to stay still, but I guess I prefer to move myself.”
“Yo, you how…! You were supposed to be out of your mind because of the drug…”
I quickly place a mark on Heeju’s lower abdomen, who is panicking as she looks at Iria, who has suddenly gone blank.
Only then does Heeju jump back in surprise and widen her eyes again as she sees me moving normally.
“I do have a resistance to the drug Seohee made, but in the meantime, I’ve also picked up a few tricks while you weren’t looking, Professor.”
It’s true that I have a resistance to the drug Seohee made, but the effect of the highest concentration of the drug still works on me.
I was momentarily swept away by Heeju, intoxicated by the happy pleasure of an unexpected variable,
but right before I completely lost consciousness, I used the golden light on my body again to blow away the drug’s effects.
“…So, the thing you put on my stomach is… a new trick?”
“That’s a mark that will help narrow the gap between us that’s grown distant.
Even if you don’t want to, Professor, ‘forcibly,’ that is. Do you like it?”
“…You said you were going to establish a hierarchy, but this is cowardly.”
“Oh yeah? Is that what the person who put a strange drug in my drink is saying?”
“…I don’t think Chanwoo-ssi is really in a position to say that either.”
“…That’s true.”
An awkward confrontation with Heeju, who shows me the red mark on her stomach with a hollow laugh.
The more I talk to her, the more I feel like I’m talking to a twisted Chaeyoon,
and the atmosphere becomes awkward, so we force a smile as we stare at each other without saying anything for a moment.
“…So, what are you planning to do to me with this, Chanwoo-haksaeng?”
“Originally, I was thinking of making you like Iria over there,
but when I thought about it again, I didn’t think it would mean much to you, Professor.
If I’m only going to give you simple commands, there’s no need to bother growing the mark.”
“…I don’t understand a word you’re saying. Commands? Mark? What on earth…”
“You’ll know when you experience it yourself. ‘You said it was a reward for me, right, Professor?
Then, even if it’s just for this moment, get rid of your animosity towards me.’”
“Huh, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but such nonsense is… Uh…”
The mark has the power to distort the perception of the person it’s placed on.
But that’s only possible with a mark that has grown by absorbing the pleasure felt by the person it’s placed on.
It’s impossible for the small mark I just placed on Heeju to change her perception or emotions.
But what if I only slightly changed the emotions that a plausible situation and the subject are aware of?
First, I ordered Heeju to throw away all the emotions she had towards me.
But as she said, it’s not easy to erase a trauma engraved in her memory,
and it was a command that she would have enough aversion to. But I never ‘forced the command.’
‘Even if it’s just for this moment.’ I gave her room to reject the command with these words,
and I made her aware that she was the one who created this situation by saying, ‘You said it was a reward for me, right?’
So, I instilled the perception that ‘This is a reward for him, so let’s do what he wants for this moment.
Anyway, we can go back to the way we were later.’
It’s a command that I came up with by using Heeju’s personality, who hates to lose and hates me,
but even this will definitely not work if Heeju has even a slight aversion.
But if it’s her…
“…Oh, my head went blank for a moment… Excuse me, what were we talking about?”
“You said you were giving me a ‘reward,’ Professor.”
“…Ah, that’s right. Hehe…♡”
The mark drawn on her stomach emitted a small light that matched its size,
and Heeju’s eyes lost their light for a moment. When she came to her senses and heard my words, she smiled.
Then, she took off the skirt she was wearing by lowering the zipper,
tore the crotch of her stockings, and approached me, straddling my stiffened dick.
“The reward you want… This is it, right?”
“……”
It’s my preference to move and take the lead myself, but sometimes this is okay too…
Thinking that, I lifted the two legs that were on my shoulders and knocked her over onto the desk,
pushing my dick into her slightly wet insides. A slippery and not tight, but soft pussy.
“…Eung♡ Is it because it’s been a while? It feels like it’s gotten bigger than before… Hehe♡
I decided to do whatever you want today, so you can move whenever you want.”
“……”
Heeju hugs my head and puts it in her arms. A warm feeling, coziness.
If I move as she says, I’ll just get caught up in her pace, but so what. I decided not to refuse and move.
Soon, a voice that shouldn’t be heard in a professor’s private room echoed,
and that voice stopped when the sun had passed lunchtime and the sky had turned vermilion.
