EP.17 Get Along Well. It's Like Being College Freshmen Together.
9 PM. After leisurely savoring a high-end fine dining experience with some casual knife work, we moved to a café to stuff our faces. I watched Lee Soyeon and Kim Gayeon's little catfight for a bit longer before heading back to my private 100th floor.
The moment I stepped into the master bedroom, I stripped off my clothes and headed to the bathroom, calling out to the two women.
"I'll hop in for a quick rinse first. You two get ready in your rooms and come over."
I could have just dragged them straight into my bathroom, but we'd just finished dinner. They needed time to wash hands, brush teeth, gargle, shower... that sort of thing. Sure, something like Undine's Droplet would make it effortless, but in this apocalyptic hellscape, recreating the mundane comforts of pre-end-times life was more important. Save the convenient items for when we were really getting down to serious business.
"Got it. I'll be ready soon, oppa."
"Oppa, don't jump in the jet spa yet. Just heat up the water nice and warm."
Their responses perfectly highlighted their personality differences. Soyeon, with her timid nature, almost always used polite speech with me in most situations. Gayeon, on the other hand—the bold bitch who'd been feisty even when I took her virginity—kept up her casual tone even after joining my harem.
Whatever style they had, as long as they didn't cross the line, I didn't give a shit. I nodded to them both.
"Yeah. Take your time—about 30 minutes. Plenty of buffer."
The master bathroom attached to the bedroom was ridiculously spacious. I'd filled the top-of-the-line oversized jet spa with warm water and bath salts, then handled my teeth brushing, gargling, flossing, and a light shower.
Stepping out, I grabbed a fresh pair of drawers from inventory, slipped them on, and lounged on the bed. It wasn't long before Soyeon and Gayeon came in together.
My women entering through the door—Soyeon in white lingerie top and bottom, Gayeon in black. Looked like they'd coordinated before coming.
"You two look fucking gorgeous. My eyes are feasting here."
"Right? This girl Soyeon had zero sense—wanted to show up in a swimsuit or some shit, so I had to talk her out of it."
"Eh, swimsuit probably wouldn't have been bad. Soyeon, show me later—no, tomorrow first thing. Haha."
Soyeon's eyes lit up at that. She hurried over and threw herself into my arms.
Squish—!
"Yeah, oppa. And I told you before I was good at swimming, right? I'll show you that too. Hehe."
"Oh yeah, you did say that. Wait, then why didn't you pick swimming in our first game?"
Now she treated straddling my cock like it was the most natural thing. As I kneaded that plump, springy ass with both hands, Soyeon blushed faintly and answered.
"B-back then... I was kinda embarrassed. We were basically strangers, so showing that much skin right away... hehe."
"Was I bothered? Nah. Our Soyeon's sexy as hell no matter what she wears..."
"Kyaa...! Oppa!"
I slipped my hands inside her lingerie, fingering her front and back holes at once. She screamed reflexively and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"That outfit you had on back then? It got my dick harder than any swimsuit could. I made it special for girls like you. Haha."
The clothes I'd provided for free during her 24-hour suite stay—super mini dolphin shorts, leggings, short leggings tailored to my tastes. For sluts like Soyeon and Gayeon, I'd deliberately made them skin-fucking-tight. Even if she'd picked swimming in the Free 5 Events Game, it probably wouldn't have turned me on more.
"Ah, but if you'd gone with swimming, maybe you'd have snagged a win."
Soyeon, buried in my arms, pouted slightly.
"Hmph, you should be glad I didn't. If I'd picked swimming and won even once... I might've just taken the points and bounced. Never become your woman."
"Huh. Didn't we talk about this yesterday—or was it the day before? Don't you remember?"
"Uh... oh?"
Soyeon paused, lost in thought, unable to reply right away. Following my gaze to Gayeon still standing behind her, realization dawned on her face.
"Alright, Soyeon, hop off to the side for a sec. Gayeon, get over here."
"Hmph. Almost threw a fit there."
Soyeon's sudden preemptive strike—claiming my dick first and grinding her pussy on it—had left Gayeon fuming on the sidelines. At my call, she scrambled onto the bed.
"Move it. He just told you to get down."
"...Tch. Fine."
I eased Soyeon aside and pulled Gayeon into the same face-to-face straddle. Half-hard cock pressing against the pussy meat wrapped in her black lingerie, I spoke to Soyeon on the side.
"Remember now, Soyeon?"
"Yeah, oppa. You said you'd force someone like her—like Gayeon—to stay in this hotel. Hehe."
Gayeon, grinding harder to one-up Soyeon, smirked triumphantly.
"See? I came before you... kyaaang?!!"
Slurp! Suck...!
"Yeah, that's right. These tasty tits alone qualified you to stay. And not just tits—your pussy was a spotless virgin too. Oppa was twice—no, ten times—more satisfied. Haha."
I used my teeth to yank down her black lace bra. Sucking and nibbling those fat pink nipples protruding invitingly. Gayeon's pussy-smearing motions atop my dick—basically tittyfucking with her crotch—intensified.
Squish! Squuuish—!
"Hngh! Aaang...! Y-yeah, oppa."
"Right. So quit worrying about principal wife bullshit and get along. You're like college freshmen in the same class."
A little catfight was fun to watch, but too much annoyed me as a guy. Besides, I didn't need to designate a principal wife. With my level-granted overflowing stamina and energy, I could fuck these two senseless. And even if the harem grew later, Omni-Healing Pills and special Viagra from the shop would handle it.
Distribute love equally among the harem girls. Wasn't that the Islamist fuckboys' mantra? Ten creampies for Soyeon? Ten for Gayeon too. Simple.
"Eut! Aaang...! Y-yeah, got it, oppa."
"Good. Soyeon, you hear that too?"
"...Ah. Y-yes!"
Before diving into full sex, I nipped the principal wife squabble in the bud. I shifted Gayeon from my dick to my right thigh, Soyeon to the left.
Then ripped off their panty lingerie by force, exposing bare pussies. Linked index and middle fingers on both hands, fingering them viciously in sync.
Squelch! Squish!
"Ahng! Haaaang...! O-oppa...!"
"Eut...! Hngh...! Oppa, fingers feel good, but... ahk!"
Gayeon reached for my upright cock in the middle, trying to take first dibs. I punished her pussy harder.
"You little shit. I just said no greed. Wait."
I fingerfucked their bare slits relentlessly. Minutes later, both were panting, arousal building.
I stripped off their bras too, leaving them naked, then scooped them up off the bed.
"Kyaaak...! O-oppa, you okay?"
Supporting their asses and pussies in the crooks of my elbows, I stood effortlessly. Level 3 Soyeon gawked wide-eyed. Gayeon took it in stride, smashing her disastrously huge tits against my chest.
"What. No idea your level, but this is easy for you, right?"
"Of course. Not even a workout. You two are feathers. Feathers. Haha."
"So what's your level? Gonna tell us?"
"...Eh. Higher than level 30s. That's all you need to know."
The contracts were signed— they couldn't escape me now. No need to spill all my stats, though. In my first run, the hero leading humanity's last party hit the max level 100—the only one to do it. I hadn't quite reached it after years of slave labor and resource theft, but level 95 was nothing they needed to know.
They were already fully bound to my harem. I wasn't some pathetic simp spilling his guts and begging for submission.
"Alright then, my pretty, sexy guests. Allow me to escort you comfortably to the bathroom."
"Ah...! Y-yes, oppa!"
Soyeon finally clocked the situation and pressed her tits against me like Gayeon. I savored it, strolling leisurely toward the inner bathroom.