It felt like the time had come. After fondling her boobs for a while, I slowly let go of the plump mound I'd been sucking on. As I pulled my head back, her once-pale breast had turned a clear reddish shade, and her now-stiff nipple, standing proud, was soaked in my spit, gleaming under the light.
I looked down. She and I had been stark naked for a while now. Not a stitch of clothing left. When I grabbed her tightly clenched legs, her thighs started to relax. And then, finally, her precious pussy came into view between the gorgeous curves of her ass.
Her pussy didn't feel dirty—it was more pure, almost pristine. The neatly trimmed pubes, the tightly closed slit, and the glistening strands of wetness leaking from between.
"Su-Hyeon…"
Ha-Yeong's desperate voice hit me, and I gave a quick nod before sitting in front of her. We'd already done plenty of foreplay. No more teasing was needed. She wanted me, and I wanted her.
I spread her legs wider and slid mine under her thighs, pushing them into the bed's edge. Her closed slit parted just enough, and I guided my rock-hard cock toward it, feeling my way in.
I wasn't a novice. On the contrary, I could say I had a fair amount of experience from my first life. I'd experienced mutual love, paying for sex with money, and even rape by force. Of course, the latter was something I'd done to vagrants, but regardless, that experience didn't just vanish, so I could find the entrance without fumbling.
"Gently… please."
"It might hurt a little. The more you tense up, the more it could hurt, so it's best to relax as much as possible."
Perhaps feeling my cock brushing against her lower abdomen, Ha-Yeong stared at me with an anxious expression. I comforted her in a drowsy voice, holding her slender waist with both hands. At the same time, I applied a slight pressure to my cock positioned at her entrance.
"Hngh…!"
The head of my cock breached her insides just a little. Savoring the smooth texture within her, I didn't force my way in. I waited for her to adjust. Ha-Yeong clamped her thighs around me tightly before letting out a deep breath and relaxing again.
I kept my eyes on her the whole time. Perhaps sensing my gaze, Ha-Yeong lifted her face and gave a faint nod, as if to say she was okay.
Before I knew it, my heart was pounding. And that realization startled me. Me. This me, feeling excitement not from battle, but from a physical act like this?
"Why…?"
The moment Ha-Yeong opened her mouth again, the pounding in my chest instantly subsided.
I tilted my head slightly and slowly pushed my hips forward, attempting to enter her.
"Ahh… ah…!"
The deeper I went, the more Ha-Yeong instinctively twisted her hips. Her insides were incredibly tight. Yet, as her flesh firmly gripped my cock, I calmly pressed further in. I could feel her hot, slick walls clinging to me. And then, at that moment—
"Uh…"
"Hngh…"
I suddenly relaxed my strength as I parted her insides. At the same time, my cock, which had been steadily advancing, came to a halt. A thin, flexible membrane blocked any further entry. I swallowed hard. This was… her hymen. I immediately called her name.
"Ha-Yeong."
Her thighs squeezed my hips from both sides. Ha-Yeong bit her lips hard, her face contorted in pain. After waiting a moment, she let out another shaky breath.
"Su… Hyeon."
She responded by calling my name in return. She looked at me with a desperate expression. Then, I saw her trembling lips part as she struggled to speak.
"I, I too…"
"…"
"Could I… also become one of the precious people to you, Su-Hyeon?"
Her heartfelt question left me momentarily stunned, my face blank. After gazing at her for a bit, I spoke in a husky voice.
"I'm… not as good a person as others might think. At the very least, that's how I see myself."
Ha-Yeong listened to my words with trembling eyes. I took her hand, which lay sprawled on the bed, and continued.
"But I'm not heartless enough to push away someone who likes me, who'd do things for me, or who wants to rely on me. I don't care about the people who hate me—or anyone else, for that matter. I'm too busy looking after those around me. Is that a bad thing?"
"No. It's good. It's okay."
Ha-Yeong shook her head side to side. Encouraged by her response, I put a little more strength into my voice.
"If you can hold on to this feeling right now, I'll always treasure you, Ha-Yeong. If you truly become someone precious to me… I'd even put my life on the line for you."
I still can't consider her my precious person. She's just someone I'm protecting. At that moment, my senses returned, and I felt a pang of regret. I recalled the pounding of my heart from earlier, and before I knew it, I had turned sentimental. I let out an inward sigh and steadied my emotions.
But Ha-Yeong seemed satisfied with my response, her face showing emotion as she mumbled something.
"Thank you… and please, come to me now."
"It's going to hurt."
"I feel like I can endure any pain right now."
Her words stirred a desire in me to comfort her, and I reached out, slipping my hand behind her back. Then, in that position, I slowly began to lift her body. Well, not quite—she was still just slightly raised on her tiptoes. Ha-Yeong, in response to my actions, gently wrapped her arms around my head.
"Just do it all at once… I think that'd be better."
I fully understood what she meant. Her body was trembling.
In that face-to-face position, I gradually lowered her waist. Carefully, oh so carefully. My cock, having entered partway, began to push through the soft membrane blocking the way. The moment I felt the pressure and the elasticity of that membrane, I pulled her hips down with all my strength while thrusting my own hips upward forcefully.
Ha-Yeong twisted her body sharply, clinging tightly to my head and back with fierce intensity. I could see her face, her lips bitten so hard they bled. I, too, embraced her fragile frame, burying my cock even deeper inside her. With her weight pressing down from above and my upward response from below, my cock reached the very depths of her.
At last, she and I became one. The pain seemed beyond imagination, and Ha-Yeong endured it with tear-filled eyes. When I shifted my hips slightly, small ripples spread across her swollen breasts.
"Ah… ah… ugh… ah…"
Ha-Yeong kept trying to relax as I'd told her, but the pain made her tense up again and again. The more she did, the more her wriggling insides enveloped my cock, filling me with an indescribable sense of comfort. Warm and soft.
Savoring that sensation for a moment, I began to move my hips slowly. It felt tight, as expected for her first time, but she was doing her best to accept me. When I pulled back slightly and looked down, I saw my cock glistening with streaks of red blood. With another thrust, her briefly loosened insides clamped down hard again, sending waves of intense pleasure through me.
"Hah… ah… ah…"
It seemed she could barely breathe comfortably, letting out continuous panting moans. Each time I thrust upward, her jet-black hair swayed like waves.
I caught sight of her slightly parted lips, exhaling sweet breaths. I immediately pressed my lips to hers. With both our mouths open, I felt her warm breath flow into me. Savoring her touch for a moment, I gently slipped my tongue into her mouth.
She instinctively responded, lifting her own tongue to meet mine. Our tongues intertwined, exchanging sweet saliva. Ha-Yeong reacted with an intensity she didn't even seem aware of. As if trying to forget the pain in her lower abdomen, she eagerly wrapped her tongue around mine.
"Slurp, smack, gulp."
The lewd sounds of sucking each other's tongues and swallowing saliva echoed through the quiet room. After soothing her with my mouth for a while, I slowly withdrew my tongue and parted our lips. Yet, between our mouths, a thin, silvery thread of saliva stretched out, connecting us still.
The moment that thread snapped, I took it as a signal and thrust my hips upward even harder.
*
The dim sunlight streaming through the window taps against my face. I slowly open my eyes. As I reflexively lift my head, I see Ha-Yeong, sleeping peacefully with a calm expression. The reason I lifted my head was because she was holding me. She had her arms wrapped tightly around me, like she was cradling a baby, making it seem nearly impossible to slip out.
I quietly reach out and stroke her hair. Perhaps sensing my movement, she stirs a couple of times before pulling me even closer into her embrace. The soft sensation brushing against my face makes me take a shallow breath. Last night, she and I had fallen asleep naked, clinging to each other, sharing warmth.
After finally managing to slip out of her arms, I look at her lying on the bed. After we had been together like that, she was so exhausted that she fell asleep without even cleaning up. Because of that, the bed was marked with red bloodstains from the initial flow that had come from her lower body. Scattered here and there were also patches of hardened, whitish solids. I had finished inside her last night, but it seemed some of it had mixed with the blood and flowed out.
As I looked around at the lingering traces of last night's passion, a wry smile naturally formed on my lips. It wasn't necessarily a problem to leave things as they were, but one could never be too sure. Carefully, I cleaned up the area as much as possible without disturbing her. The rest could be left for Ha-Yeong to handle later with Go Yeon-Joo's help. After gently pulling the blanket over Ha-Yeong as she breathed softly in her sleep, I picked up my sword and left the room.
As I descended the stairs to the first floor, I tilted my head at a strange sensation in my body. Just yesterday, I could feel the accumulated fatigue deep within me, but today, I felt inexplicably refreshed.
That wasn't all. The Hwajung was pulsing stronger than usual, and I could feel energy coursing through my entire body. While I had high Resistance and decent Vitality (side note: in Hall Plain, a stat of 72 is by no means a low number), this level of recovery still seemed unusual.
"Could it be… was I just feeling pent up lately?"
A brief image of last night with Ha-Yeong flashed through my mind, but I quickly shook my head to clear my thoughts.
As I reached the first floor, I spotted Go Yeon-Joo moving busily with an empty plate in hand. Strangely, there wasn't a single player around. It seemed odd for her to be so active when no one was here, but it wasn't really my concern.
Step. Step.
The sound of footsteps echoed through the lobby as I descended the stairs. Noticing someone coming down, Go Yeon-Joo immediately turned her head to greet me—or at least, she tried to.
"You're waking up later than usual toda—oh? What's with that expression?"
"Huh?"
I blinked at her sudden shift in conversation. Before I could ask what she meant, she narrowed her eyes and spoke in a lazy, knowing tone.
"You're thinking, 'There's no one here, so why is she moving around so busily?' It's written all over your face."
This woman had a sixth sense for reading people.
Still, I denied her claim.
"It's probably a misunderstanding."
"Probably? Not 'It is'?"
"Most likely."
With a cryptic expression, I simply shrugged my shoulders and pulled out a chair at the nearest table. As I plopped down, I caught sight of Go Yeon-Joo's sharp eyes still studying me closely. I ignored her gaze and spoke in a calm voice.
"A Course."
"…Are you serious right now?"
"The others will be coming down soon. Add six more servings."
"Sigh."
She bit her lip slightly at my request and then spun the plate in her hand with a sharp flick. Effortlessly catching the spinning plate with her fingertips, she twirled it again, showing off her skill. Then, in a slightly higher tone than usual, she finally spoke.
"Hmph. I was going to share some valuable information since you're a regular customer."
"Not sure about being a regular… but what's the info?"
"Too late. You missed your chance. I'm deeply offended right now."
"..."
So that's how she wanted to play it. With an indifferent expression, I pulled out two cigarettes from my pocket. She moved as if to stop me, but before she could say anything, I tossed one her way. That shut her up.
Without missing a beat, Go Yeon-Joo caught the cigarette with her lips—without even using her hands—while still spinning the plate on her fingertips. A stunt fitting of the Shadow Queen. Impressed, I decided to respond in kind.
Snap.
A flick of my fingers sent a faint spark to the tips of both our cigarettes, igniting them briefly before the flame instantly faded. It only lasted a moment, but I caught a glimmer of interest flickering in Go Yeon-Joo's eyes.
"Thanks. But honestly, a single cigarette isn't enough to make me feel better."
"Okay."
She furrowed her brows at my blunt response but soon let out a lazy chuckle.
"This info is huge, you know… I don't just share it with anyone…"
She left her words hanging, waiting for a reaction. But instead of taking the bait, I took a deep drag from my cigarette, completely unfazed.
Still, Go Yeon-Joo didn't stop talking.
"Well, since you're a customer I like… If you ask me nicely—like, 'Noona, please tell me~' in a cute voice—I might consider it."
"…Sigh."
If I let her go on like this, forget food—she'd just keep chattering endlessly. Exhaling a sharp breath of smoke through my nose, I clicked my tongue and spoke in a low, indifferent voice. By now, my eyes were probably cold and sunken.
"Halo."
"…What?"
The moment the word left my mouth, Go Yeon-Joo's face twisted in shock. She blinked, as if trying to process what she just heard. Letting out another quiet sigh, I repeated myself.
"SSUN. Vagrant Extermination."
The second I finished speaking, her fingers slipped.
The plate she had been spinning so effortlessly fell from her grasp, shattering into countless pieces with a loud crash.
Watching the fragments scatter across the floor, I let a slow smile creep onto my lips.
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