Chapter 516
Chapter 516
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 516
Chapter Title: The Disappearance (3)
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1.
"Chup... haa... chupyup...!"
When he came to his senses, Deneb and Si-woo were already locked in a kiss.
Deneb pulled Si-woo's neck down with a molten expression, their lips intertwining naturally.
Si-woo inhaled her scent deeply, holding nothing back.
Deneb, tasting "real sex" for the first time since their bodies had mingled, felt her reason go numb.
For their own reasons, the two had only teased each other with half-hearted encounters until now. They devoured one another mindlessly.
"Hng... uhn...! Si-woo...!"
The astonishing part was that Deneb—proper to a fault despite her quirks, and constantly yearning for Si-woo—had made this proposal.
Still, it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.
These past few days of failures must have filled her with fear, hopelessness, and despair.
She'd tried hard not to show it to Si-woo, but he'd seen her face grow darker with each passing day.
She must have been so exhausted that she sought refuge in the moment their flesh met.
-Squish! Squish! Squish!
Her already loose clothes had come undone, her pert nipple rubbing against Si-woo's chest.
Deneb's marshmallow pussy—soaked to the brim—squirted even more syrup with every deep poke.
Even at the narrow entrance, endless juices leaked out.
Her thighs clamped tight around his waist at the peak, her petite mother-in-law's body clinging to him like a sloth—soft and plush beyond words.
"Haaang...! There...! There...! Stop...! Si-woo, not there anymore...!"
Deneb, who had been nestled calmly, suddenly began thrashing about.
It was the reaction he'd expected.
He'd just explored every corner of her for the first time and pinpointed her weak spot with ease.
Si-woo's massive rod needed no special technique.
With the pinnacle of channeling all power into one point added on, assaulting her vulnerability like this...
"Ah... Ah... Ah...!!!"
For Deneb—practically a virgin—it was utterly unbearable.
Her sweet cries cut off sharply.
Then her insides churned like waves, massaging his cock.
"Haaaaang...!!!!!"
Orgasm crashed over her in an instant, leaving Deneb flapping helplessly.
But drained of strength, she couldn't push his body away.
The entrance clamped down like it would sever his shaft.
In stark contrast, the walls stretched flexibly, molding perfectly to his glans—a brand-new type of pussy he'd never felt before.
Climaxes usually tightened everything so stiffly it hurt.
Yet Deneb's obediently sucked him deeper inside.
Since she'd dubbed this mutual "masturbation," it felt like customizing her pussy into a perfect onahole in real time.
"Haak...! Ang...! Haaang...!"
And the sweet moans right by his ear.
The woman who'd sung only for magic her whole life now sang her ecstasy. It brought a wicked thrill of total conquest.
So he hammered the same spot even harder.
His relentless cock charged her weak point without mercy.
"Kyaaang! Haaang...! Si-woo... th-that spot... it's too sensitive...! Somewhere... else...!"
Deneb desperately lifted her eyes to plead with him, but the power gap was overwhelming.
Si-woo's merciless thrusts, backed by his full weight, left her splayed out like a wilted flower.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Eut! Eut! Eut...!"
Deneb moaned in time with her pussy's spasms.
Her inner walls clung flawlessly to every inch of his cock, leaving no gaps.
The entrance pressed firmly on his urethra, holding back his release as if declaring it wasn't time yet.
Her folds convulsed wildly, caressing him softly like hundreds of tiny tongues.
"Huaaaang!!!"
The second orgasm hit in a flash. Deneb threw her head back, unleashing a rapturous wail.
But Si-woo didn't stop there.
Even before the peak faded, he began stabbing the exact same spot.
"Sister...! Sister...! Ha-eut...! Haaang...!"
Deneb's desperate cries for her sister Albireo—in place of her mother—were pure aphrodisiac.
With two orgasms stacked, she accepted the pleasure even more acutely, abandoning all resistance.
As if realizing no amount of struggling would let her escape, she'd submitted fully.
Her eyes brimmed with tears of bliss, streaming down her cheeks.
Si-woo gathered her arms behind her, arched his back, and drove mercilessly toward her third climax.
"Hiiing... Sisteerrr...! Sisteerrr...! Hic! Hic...!"
Just like during that past verification.
The plaintive calls for her sister.
The weird, hiccuping breaths amid her sobs.
And the nasal whines building toward climax.
-Spurt!
"Haaaaaaaang!!!"
The third orgasm.
Juices squirted out through the tenacious grip of her pussy flesh around his cock.
Deneb's back arched to its limit.
"Haaaang!!!!!"
And that was the moment.
Si-woo—cumming far sooner than usual—shifted his angle and plunged deep inside her.
Semen erupted fiercely on impact, battering her cervix.
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
What happened next...
Deneb called out for Albireo in the loudest voice Si-woo had ever heard from her.
2.
Afterward.
Deneb and Si-woo sat side by side on the bed in an awkward pose.
The bed, thick with passion moments ago, now sank into a heavier silence than ever.
"Si-woo."
"Yes."
Deneb opened the conversation.
"You know why I made that proposal, right?"
"Huh?"
"I'm taking responsibility for my mistake. If I just kicked you out irresponsibly after my screw-up left you needing to masturbate again, that'd go against decency, wouldn't it?"
Deneb kept spouting strange logic.
The lines and situation dripped with déjà vu.
"So... I used you for masturbation! And you used my body for masturbation! Got it so far?"
"......"
"Here I am explaining the obvious. Anyway, that's what we did. Clear?"
Si-woo held back from adding, 'Isn't that just sex...?'
Deneb had clamped her mouth shut after her fervent speech.
It felt different from her usual fluid eloquence.
She knew it herself.
This encounter wasn't some light matter she could brush off with flimsy self-justification.
"I guess... I was pretty worn out."
A soft nudge drew his gaze—Deneb pouting as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"I scolded you for being promiscuous, but I'm no different."
Embarrassment at showing him her ugly side.
Self-reproach and disappointment for reaching for forbidden fruit in defeat to lust.
Guilt toward the twins.
And yet, solace in this moment's warm embrace.
A cascade of emotions rippled swiftly across her face.
"No, I should've been more serious..."
"I ruined everything. You were holding back so well."
It takes two hands to clap.
The sounds of flesh meeting came because Si-woo hadn't resisted her temptation either.
So he'd pegged blame at 5:5.
Deneb seemed to see it as 9:1.
"......"
"......"
A brief silence passed. Still leaning on his shoulder, Deneb whispered.
"We can get out of here, right?"
The question carried layers of meaning.
The honey-sex routine had made it a bit comical, but the aquarium was unmistakably enemy territory.
Deneb had struggled hardest for escape, tasting only failure, so she must be exhausted too.
"Of course. Your magic research has come a long way."
Deneb looked up at him steadily, amethyst eyes mirroring the twins perfectly.
"One request? Actually, two."
"Sure, what are they?"
"Might sound shameless, but... if we get out, let's bury everything that happened here. Don't tell my sister. Or the twins."
"Uh..."
He'd planned to confess the truth to the twins and apologize, at least. Albireo might be different.
But if Deneb didn't want that...
Normally, his petite mother-in-law would never act like this.
The situation had piled up unbearably, clouding sound judgment.
Revealing the truth risked not just his own issues but her dignity and reputation. Burying it like the past "verification" might be best.
After a moment's thought, Si-woo replied.
"Got it. It'll stay our secret forever."
"Thank you. For understanding."
Deneb relaxed, the tension easing from her shoulders.
"You said two requests. What's the other one?"
"That's..."
She hesitated, then cupped his cheek.
Before he could react, she pressed her lips softly to his.
"Our first kiss rushed by too fast. I didn't feel a thing."
She pulled back after stamping her soft, plush lips like a seal, then spoke in a coy tone.
"Not as impressive as I'd imagined."
Her face flushed red as a ripe persimmon.