Chapter 49: Preparation (Illustration Warning)
Chapter 49: Preparation (Illustration Warning)
10. Preparation
Cleaning the traces of battle from the house was even filthier and more exhausting than I had expected.
The floor and walls weren't just stained with blood. Vomit and other filth I didn't care to identify made their presence known everywhere.
"Whew... Seon-yeong, you okay? If it's too much, stop and rest for a bit."
"No. Even if it's hard, doing it together means we'll finish faster. But the smell... We've aired the place out for ages, and it still won't go away."
"We're nearly done anyway, so let's wrap it up and bring all the fans out from the rooms."
After fighting for our lives, we spent the sweltering day crouched over and cleaning with every window wide open.
Seon-yeong and I were already drenched from head to toe, as though we'd showered in sweat.
The sky was perfectly clear, but not a breath of wind came through the windows. There was nothing but heat.
Once we finished cleaning, we decided to bring every fan into the living room and kitchen and run them at full power to force some air through the place.
"Seon-yeong, Mister. Whoa... you're already finished cleaning? I'm sorry. I just went and fell asleep by myself..."
"Don't apologize, Ga-yeong. Are you feeling a little better now?"
"Yeah, sorry, Seon-yeong. You're completely drenched... sniff... It must've been really hard..."
"Ga-yeong, don't worry about it. You were home alone when those men did that to you. You must have been terrified. Being physically tired is nothing compared to that. So forget about this and focus on getting yourself back together. If you're going to survive in a world like this, you need to steel yourself."
"Yes... sniff... But I'm so lucky to have you and Mister. There must be people out there enduring far worse... Maybe I'm acting too spoiled."
By the time we had the fans out and everything was sorted, Ga-yeong came out of the room.
As we talked, Ga-yeong burst into tears again and began rambling self-deprecatingly.
She was a cherished only child who had grown up in a loving home, yet she was already holding up remarkably well.
So I wanted to say something reassuring, to tell her it was fine, but somehow what came out sounded like nagging.
"No, Ga-yeong. Come here. Mister wasn't scolding you. He only said that because he was worried, so don't take it that way."
"You're doing fine. I only meant there will be plenty of hard times ahead, so you need to be even stronger. Now, stop crying."
"Yes... but I'm still sorry. You and Mister must have been scared too, but I just lay there unconscious... I felt completely useless."
"Honestly, I wasn't that scared, so you don't need to worry. Cleaning wasn't all that difficult either. The sweat is just from the heat. Rest, get yourself together, and take care of your own well-being. That's how you can help."
"Whoa... Mister, you weren't scared? I was incredibly scared... honestly, I still keep thinking about that man who suddenly came charging from behind you with a knife. And I don't think I'll ever forget the bloodstains getting closer and closer to me..."
Seon-yeong had kept her composure, taken charge of the cleanup, and even comforted Ga-yeong.
So I hadn't realized, but she must have been just as scared. And that would only be natural.
We were ordinary people who had never fought anyone this savagely before.
If we'd been from some specialized line of work, we might've been at least a little familiar with it. But ordinary office workers—when would they ever pick up weapons and fight someone?
Thinking about it made me realize once again that my ability didn't merely strengthen my body.
I'd faced three grown men coming at me with every intent to kill me, and I'd committed murder.
Yet both in that moment and even now, the psychological shock or aftereffects weren't nearly as severe as I would've expected.
When I first saw my Status Window, I had no idea what the word "Optimization" could possibly mean...
Maybe it simply meant helping both my body and mind develop in whatever way best suited survival in this world.
Like the saying, "A healthy mind dwells in a healthy body," perhaps the two reinforced each other.
Maybe Optimization was a cheat ability that literally optimized me for a world like this. The thought filled me with hope.
"Come here, both of you. Don't be afraid. Just trust me. I didn't want to say this because it sounds like I'm showing off, but I'll protect you somehow. It's all right. Don't be scared."
Putting my musings about my ability aside for later, I wrapped my arms around both Seon-yeong and Ga-yeong and pulled them in.
I kept patting their backs and telling them everything was all right while spouting lines I knew I would cringe at for the rest of my life.
I wanted to say something genuinely comforting to either Ga-yeong or Seon-yeong, but I had no idea what, so I simply repeated that everything would be all right.
With the fans roaring in the living room, I held the two women in my arms until they finally cried themselves out.
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Grrrrowl.
The growl of an empty stomach brought the awkwardly prolonged embrace to an end.
We had been moving nonstop, and they had cried on top of that, so they had to be starving.
"Wanna eat something tasty?"
"Sounds good! What should we eat? Mister, anything you're in the mood for?"
"Right now, I think anything would taste good."
"Hehe. You two should shower first. I'll get dinner ready. Oh, and take this."
Ga-yeong suggested that we have a good dinner and pulled frozen meat and fruit from storage.
Seon-yeong and I sprayed the deodorizer Ga-yeong gave us liberally around the house, then went to wash away the final traces of battle from our own bodies.
We went into the master bedroom, took off our clothes, and piled them to one side.
At this point, I didn't feel any embarrassment being completely naked in front of Seon-yeong. She still got shy about it though.
I entered the bathroom first, ran cold water over my body, and looked in the mirror. Bruises covered my shoulders and back.
I must have taken a fair amount of damage from throwing myself around during the fight.
The blood that had dried in my hair flowed down my body and onto the floor.
I wondered if it would wash off better with warm water instead of cold.
I'd been planning to use cold water since my body was so overheated, but I had no choice—I turned the tap to warm.
Click.
I was reaching for the shampoo when Seon-yeong opened the bathroom door and stepped inside completely naked.
She came straight to me, wrapped her arms around my still-bloodstreaked body, and kissed me.
I'd been smoking and hadn't even brushed my teeth...
Blood was still trickling from my hair, but she paid it no mind. She hugged me tightly, pressed herself against me, and met my lips with hers.
The softness of her naked body made my cock swell rapidly and harden against her.
An urge I couldn't—and didn't want to—resist surged through me, setting my whole body alight.
While kissing her, I kneaded Seon-yeong's breasts, then turned her so the stream from the shower struck her back.
I let one hand follow the water down Seon-yeong's back, sliding from her waist to her ass.
Then I seized her firm, springy ass in both hands, kneaded it, and pulled her closer until our bodies were pressed tightly together.
Seon-yeong broke the kiss, took the showerhead from the wall, rinsed out her mouth, handed it to me, and crouched down.
She immediately took my erect cock into her mouth and began sucking, making obscene noises.
I sprayed warm water over Seon-yeong with the showerhead while admiring her crouched form from behind in the mirror.
Her body was so beautiful that I never tired of looking at it.
schlp schlp schlrrrp gkk gkk gkk
I thrust into Seon-yeong's mouth more roughly than usual.
I tossed the showerhead aside and grabbed the back of her head, shoving my cock in so deep it touched her throat.
I was too aroused to control myself today.
Tears welled at the corners of Seon-yeong's eyes as if it were painful, but she didn't push me away—she just silently took it.
Although she'd barely started the blowjob, I pulled Seon-yeong up.
I turned her around roughly and made her brace herself against the sink.
I reached down between her legs. A thin, sticky trail of arousal was already flowing from her.
How long did defrosting frozen meat take?
Still, we didn't have that much time, so I shoved my cock in roughly, without any foreplay.
I was the one in a hurry. In a single thrust, I forced my way deep inside her—rough enough that even I knew I wasn't being considerate.
"Ah... ah... ah... haa... aahhn..."
Seon-yeong's moans echoed through the cramped bathroom.
Her hands gripped the sink so tightly that her knuckles went white, while her heels lifted from the floor and left her standing on tiptoe.
slap slap
With my knees slightly bent, I drove upward into her hard enough to lift her lower body.
Using the strengthened muscles of my lower body, I kept up one powerful thrust after another.
I slapped her water-slick ass and kneaded her breasts as they swung like pendulums.
"Ahk... ahk... aahhn... aaah... Tae-sik, Tae-sik, haaahhn. Too hard... it hurts... ngh..."
Before long, Seon-yeong's tearful voice mingled with her moans.
I must have gotten too worked up and lost control of my strength.
The right cheek of her ass, which I had struck several times, was wet and flushed red. When I lifted my left hand from her chest, its print remained on her pale breast.
The polite speech she never normally used, mixed with her moans, sent even more blood rushing to my cock.
In the mirror, Seon-yeong's face showed that even through the pain, she could not hide her pleasure.
On her pale skin, red marks bloomed like flowers everywhere, her face was flushed, and her eyes were glistening with tears... and I was supposed to hold back?
Right. This was your fault.
"Hahh... aahhn, Mister, hold me... I think it hurts inside when we keep doing it from behind."
"Fuck, I seriously can't hold back."
She'd said last time too that doing it from behind hurt—so maybe it wasn't the spanking, but the position that was painful.
I pulled out for a moment, turned Seon-yeong around, and sucked hard on her lips.
Seon-yeong reached down and stroked my fully engorged cock while rubbing her smooth body against mine.
Unable to calm down, I seized Seon-yeong's legs and hauled them upward with rough force.
This woman seemed determined to make me burst no matter what.
I hooked the backs of Seon-yeong's knees over my forearms and supported her back and shoulders firmly with my hands.
Suspended in the air, Seon-yeong wrapped both arms around my neck and clung to me like a cicada to a tree.
I lined the head of my cock up with her suspended pussy, rubbed it against her entrance, and eased it inside.
My cock disappeared completely inside her, and her lips beside my ear began spilling breathless moans.
"Brace yourself. This is your fault, so hold on tight."
Once I was inside her, there was no longer any reason to hold back.
Rather than thrusting my hips, I used my arms to lift and lower Seon-yeong's entire body.
I began pumping her up and down mercilessly, as though she were a giant sex toy.
thwack thwack thwack
Once I found the rhythm and depth, I drove my hips upward as well, thrusting harder than I ever had before.
The slap of my pelvis against Seon-yeong's ass echoed through the bathroom, and her ears and neck turned bright red.
With her arms locked around my neck, her soft breasts bulged out at the sides, and the flesh of her thighs slapped repeatedly against my groin.
"Ahhn, aaah, ahk... aaah, haa... Tae-sik, Tae-sik, I'm gonna die. Haaahnn, too... hahk, hard, Tae-sik, aaaaahk!"
Seon-yeong screamed so loudly that anyone outside might have thought I was beating her.
Gasping and nearly out of breath, she cried her moans directly into my ear.
Then her whole body began to twitch and tremble...
Her pussy repeatedly clenched around my cock, tightening and relaxing as fine tremors ran through her.
Just as the urge to come became almost impossible to suppress, Seon-yeong's scream-like panting and trembling subsided, and I felt her tongue probing my ear.
Goosebumps rose as her tongue and lips kept sucking at my ear. I slowed my thrusts slightly, then lowered her to the floor.
Her legs seemed to give out. She sank onto the bathroom floor, gripped the base of my shaft with one hand, and began sucking the head.
"Ughh..."
A short groan escaped me as I began to come in heavy spurts.
There was too much for her to take entirely in her mouth.
Before I had finished, Seon-yeong pulled her mouth away, and the final pulses sprayed semen across her face.
My sadistic side surfaced. With one hand around my shaft and the other tangled in Seon-yeong's hair, I used her closed-eyed face as a canvas and painted it with the tip of my cock.
Using the semen as paint, I rubbed the sensitized head across every part of Seon-yeong's face, meticulously spreading it over her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks.
gulp gulp
Finally, I pressed the tip gently to her lips. Seon-yeong, who had quietly let me use her face, swallowed the semen in her mouth with visible effort and parted her lips.
Perhaps because semen covered her face, she kept her eyes squeezed shut and silently accepted my cock in her mouth.
I reached down, massaged her throat, and squeezed it lightly. Seon-yeong gathered her strength and began sucking again.
I savored the lingering stimulation in my still-sensitive cock, then slowly withdrew it.
schlop
"Was I too rough? Sorry. Got a bit carried away."
"No, Mister... it was good for me too."
I wiped the semen from around Seon-yeong's eyes, held her for a moment, then rose to my feet.
She said it was all right, but her reddened eyes gave me a sulky glare as I stroked her face.
"Tch..."
I'd been restraining myself until now, but today I lost control and handled Seon-yeong far too roughly.
Why did her disheveled face look so adorable to me?