Interlude: Jian and Heejin (Part 2)
Jian’s lips parted from his, trailing a fine, silvery thread of saliva in the air.
Saebyeok stroked her hair with gentle, rhythmic pats. Finding his touch soothing, she nestled closer against his chest, purring contentedly like a cat basking in the warm spring sunshine.
Then, smoothly, he pulled away and began to sit up.
Jian blinked in surprise. "Oppa?"
"I think I need to teach Heejin a lesson today… Besides, she already took the contraceptive earlier, didn't she? Might as well make the most of it and have some more messy fun."
Saebyeok moved over toward Heejin, where the soft, rhythmic sound of her breathing drifted through the quiet room.
"Contempt of court added to the charges! Falling asleep first? How dare you?"
He rubbed his revived, throbbing length against her wet entrance, working the tip in with persistent friction.
Schluck.
Heejin flinched as she stirred awake, a breath catching in her throat. "O-Oppa…!"
"Hey, who said you could doze off? You started this mess, didn't you? Deal with the consequences!"
"Hngh… Haah… Mmph…"
Saebyeok turned her face toward him, capturing her mouth and twining their tongues together.
"Slurp… mmph… Oppa…! So rough…! Nngh…"
"Pah—that's your karma!"
Thwack!
Saebyeok drove his cock deep inside her, slamming to the absolute hilt as if intent on piercing right through her womb.
Slap! Thud! Thud!
"Ah-hngh! Ah-haah! T-Too rough…! Mmph!"
"From now on, you're my fleshlight!"
Saebyeok pinned her head firmly against the mattress, pressing the full weight of his body down over her as his hips pistoned back and forth like a beast in rut.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Mmph…! Mnh…!"
Starved of air, Heejin convulsed, her quivering pussy clamping down around him like a vise. She writhed beneath him for a frantic moment, struggling against the overwhelming sensation, before her movements abruptly ceased.
Startled, Saebyeok immediately released his hold on her head.
"Hey! Baek Heejin!"
"Heheheh… Oppa-ah… That was… such an insane sensation…"
She was far sturdier than she looked—and apparently, a whole new fetish had just awakened inside her.
Pulling out, Saebyeok had half a mind to rap her knuckles or flick her forehead, but he held back. Half out of her mind, Heejin couldn't have cared less. As if her sole purpose in life was to be thoroughly bred by his cock, her hands fumbled around, blindly seeking it out.
"Ehehe… Pound me rougher… Pound me even harder, please… Hehe…"
As long as she kept her mouth shut, Heejin had the refined, demure air of a girl from a scholarly, well-to-do family. Seeing her so utterly undone—drooling helplessly down her chin—was absurdly hot.
Ah, fuck…
Saebyeok aligned himself with her swollen, flushed entrance and thrust back inside.
"Take it like a bitch in heat, got it?"
"Yeees…! Woof! Woof…!"
Pound! Slap! Plop! Plop!
"Nngh! Ah! Oof…! More… take me like a dog, please…!"
Squish, squelch, plop.
The room filled with the raw, vulgar noises of rutting animals.
"Come on, Heejin. Since we're doing this, show Unni how well you take it!"
Without slipping out, Saebyeok hooked his arms beneath the bends of her knees, hoisting her legs wide into an exposed M-shape.
The explicit view of his shaft plunging in and out of her sopping wet slit, paired with Heejin’s slack-jawed, unfocused gaze that looked practically drugged, reflected clearly in Jian’s eyes.
"Hee… jin…"
Pound! Pound! Pound! Pound!
"Haa… haah… nngh! Unni! I'm a total pervert! F-Fuck… I'm so damn happy right now…! Aaaah!"
Suspended in Saebyeok's grip and hammered ruthlessly in plain view, Heejin's mind spiraled out in sheer ecstasy. Her back arched taut like a drawn bow before curling forward, her entire body twitching and seizing under waves of overwhelming pleasure.
"#!@%@$%^#$!@$"
Babbling a string of incomprehensible gibberish like some desperate dying message, her head finally lolled back limp.
"Heeeh…"
"Heejin? Oppa… I think she passed out?"
"…"
A belated twinge of guilt crept into Saebyeok’s mind. Did I go too far?
Well… she was enjoying it right up until the end, at least…
Drip, splat, trickle…
A heavy mixture of semen and love juices gushed from Heejin’s stretched opening, dripping shamelessly onto the floor.
"Haah… Let's lay her down first…"
"Over here, Oppa…"
They laid her down in the corner of the bed and pulled the blanket over her. Heejin immediately fell into a peaceful, even slumber.
Jian’s gaze then drifted down to Saebyeok’s cock, which showed no sign of softening. On all fours like a sleek beast, she crawled over to him.
"Your body is seriously bizarre, Oppa. You're a monster… Mmh."
Opening her mouth, Jian took his cock past her lips.
"Ngh!"
Slurp… suck… mnh… schluck…
"You used to be so clumsy at this… but now… ngh! You're getting way too good at it."
Brushing her hair back over her shoulders, Saebyeok relished the sensation of her tongue darting and coiling like a serpent. She concentrated on teasing the sensitive ridge just beneath the glans, her mouth working him with teasing insistence, as if daring him to try and hold back.
"Pah… haah… haah… Seriously, Oppa!"
Setting her jaw with a look of resolve, Jian stretched her neck and took him into her mouth once more.
"Gack… urgh… gluck…"
Somehow, she relaxed her throat muscles completely, taking the entire length down her gullet. Past the firm roof of her mouth, the soft, warm walls of her throat gripped him tightly. Experiencing a deepthroat like this for the first time, Saebyeok couldn't help but marvel at the sheer sensation.
"Ngh…! Jian!"
Gluck, gluck, gluck…!
Like a piston, her head bobbed back and forth with fierce rhythm, relentlessly stimulating his shaft. Hit with an intensity he had never experienced before, Saebyeok felt the climax rushing up his spine.
"Jian, I'm coming…! Ngh!"
Instinctively, his hands gripped the back of her head, pressing her down firmly against his groin.
His shaft twitched violently.
Thick, milky ropes shot straight down into the depths of her throat.
Spurt! Pulse! Spurt!
"Haah… haah…"
Plop!
Gulp, gulp.
Swallowing down every last drop, Jian threw her arms around him and buried herself in his embrace.
"I like it best when you're gentle, Oppa."
Saebyeok brought a broad, warm hand to cup her cheek softly. Leaning in until their breaths mingled, he let the ragged panting melt into sweet warmth before capturing her lips once more.
Their tongues entwined, wet and tender sounds slipping past their locked mouths. Then, slowly, he shifted his weight, settling his body over hers.
Press, sink…
"Ah-hngh…"
Filling her drenched cavern to the brim, Saebyeok began a steady, deliberate stroke.
Schluck, squelch…
"Haah… ah… Right there… That spot feels so good… Hngh…"
He rocked his hips in long, leisurely motions. His hands kneaded her soft, supple breasts like dough, rolling her hardened nipples between his fingers.
"Mmh… It feels like… I'm completely filled up with Oppa…"
Shifting positions, Saebyeok took her from behind. With one hand cupping her breast, his other hand reached down between her thighs, his fingertips swirling over her sensitive clitoris in tight circles.
Doing this at the same time is trickier than it looks…
Coordinating multiple distinct actions simultaneously was a surprising challenge.
"Ah-haah… Oppa…! If you… stimulate both at the same time… ngh!"
Jian curled inward, curling her toes tightly as tremors of pleasure rippled through her entire frame.
Squish, squelch, thud, squish.
He didn't thrust violently or hurriedly, but he never broke his relentless rhythm.
"Ah-haah! Oppa! I'm—I'm coming…! I'm coming…! Aaaah!"
"Me too…! Ngh!"
Overloaded by the electric surges coursing through her nervous system, Jian writhed on the bed, her flushed, sweat-sheened skin arching and trembling. Her fingers clutched the sheets into tight knots while her toes curled and flexed uncontrollably.
Haah… this… I should keep this sensation in mind for cultivation later… It’s amazing.
After a prolonged struggle in the throes of climax, Jian gradually settled down in Saebyeok’s arms, her ragged breathing slowly evening out.
Pop.
Only then did Saebyeok gently slide out of her.
"Haah… haah…"
"Haaah… haah…"
"Oppa, that hoverbike you bought the other day?"
"Yeah…"
"Do you… have any plans to travel to other regions besides here? Like wandering through the apocalypse or something?"
"Hmm… No. I’ll probably just scout the surrounding areas with this place as our base. I hate wandering around outside…"
"Why? Couldn't we go further?"
"Well, the hoverbike I bought isn't some all-purpose miracle machine… Long distances would probably be pushing it. At best, maybe Seoul?"
Saebyeok furrowed his brow, searching his memory before continuing.
"I looked over the hoverbike with Doyun-ssi… and it really isn't all that versatile. You shouldn't expect it to zoom around through the skies like something out of a sci-fi movie. For all we know, the vendor probably scavenged it from somewhere. It’s definitely not factory-fresh… It needs constant maintenance, and whatever principle makes it work, it can only hover where there's ground repulsion. What was it he compared it to again…?"
"Compared it to what?"
"Ah! A maglev train? You know, the kind that floats on magnets?"
"Ah… right. I think I know what you mean. Still, can't it travel pretty freely all over the place?"
"Well, sure, it can run… but he said we shouldn't push it too hard. Besides, it’d be a waste to wreck it. It's a great tool for traveling over roads that are already in ruins, so we should save it for when we need it. It’s not like sinkholes aren't popping up everywhere anyway."
"Tell me about it. Seriously, how shoddy was the construction work before the fall? It hasn't even rained that much, and yet… Ugh…"
"Well, nothing we can do about it now. The people responsible are all dead anyway… We just have to deal with it."
"Now I'm suddenly annoyed!"
Thump!
Jian punched the innocent mattress.
"Heh heh. Anyway… the point is we can't treat it roughly. And if it breaks down, we're out of luck… I'm completely hopeless with machines, too."
"Really? You are?"
"Yeah… I don't know the first thing about cars or motorcycles. But why are you asking about that all of a sudden? Worried I'll just pack up and take off on my own?"
Nod, nod…
Jian gave a cautious, hesitant nod.
"Heheh, no way. As if… Where on earth would I go leaving you behind? Besides, do you have any idea how much of my own blood and sweat I've poured into this Mart? I couldn't leave even if I wanted to—it'd be too much of a waste!"
"I-It’s not that… I know that, logically… It’s just that I felt this vague fear, I guess. That's all."
Saebyeok patted her head gently.
"You worry about the strangest things."
"Ehehe…"
Jian seemed unusually clingy today. Ever since receiving the imprint of the Beastkin Saintess—specifically after drinking the Red Moon Beast Extract—the bright energy she had gradually built up had subsided somewhat. It was as though a quiet, sentimental mood was lingering around her.
Her growing status in the Mart seemed to play a part in that shift as well. The second-strongest combatant in the entire Mart…
Saebyeok continued stroking her hair with gentle, soothing motions.
Someone else in her shoes might have let it go to their head… but then again, neither Jian nor I have that kind of personality.
Feeling the soft skin that remained amidst her faint scars, Saebyeok closed his eyes. It felt like the very first weekend of summer vacation after pouring every ounce of effort into knocking out all the homework in the first week.
It was sweet.