The Scent of Secret Love
Thud, thud, thud, thud... Cindy rocked her hips atop the man as the dull, rhythmic sounds echoed from below. "Slurp, slurp... hnnng♥... chuup..." At the same time, two tongues tangled violently above, exploring each other, lips sucking greedily at one another. Smack! A thick hand struck her ass, leaving a vivid red palm print, yet Cindy only moaned louder, shaking her hips with even greater fervor as she savored the spanking. She ground her soaked folds against his shaft, chasing pleasure. Still riding him, she suddenly lifted her hips and sprayed a gush of clear fluid over the man beneath her. Her legs trembled, her ass stung and tingled, and a shattering climax ripped through her. As she struggled to catch her breath, the man's massive cock once again pressed against her entrance. And in that moment...
"Hah!!!"
Cindy jolted awake just before the pleasure could crest. Instinctively, she scanned the room. Seeing the familiar surroundings of her own bedroom, she glanced at the clock—4 a.m.—and felt the strength drain from her body. She collapsed back onto the bed. A moment later, however, she noticed the dampness between her thighs. Pulling the blanket aside, she discovered her pajamas, underwear, sheets, and blanket all thoroughly soaked with her arousal. Her face burned crimson, nearly ready to burst.
"...Haaah... Was I really this pent-up...?"
Reaching the brink of penetration in the dream was one thing, but the real shock was that the man in her dream had not been Kang-hyun. She couldn't recall his face, yet she distinctly remembered that his manhood had been nothing like Kang-hyun's.
'No... I don't remember the face, but... the size of that thing...'
"....."
Cindy rose quietly, tossed the sheets and blanket into the washing machine, then tiptoed to the door of the room where Kang-hyun and Su-a were sleeping. Both were sound asleep. She gazed at Kang-hyun's face for a long moment before whispering, "Kang-hyun... I'm sorry."
After apologizing, she headed straight for the capsule room and logged into Endless Universe in the quiet hours before dawn.
"....Haaah..."
The moment she connected, guilt crashed over her. "Have I lost my mind... Cindy... logging into the game when Kang-hyun is right there..."
'...But I can't exactly wake a sleeping person...'
Her instincts and reason clashed, yet in the end instinct—or rather, her own lust—won. "It's just a game anyway. Kang-hyun said it would be fine. I believe he'll forgive me... Kang-hyun!"
After rationalizing her actions, Cindy made her way to An Rok-san's office. To her disappointment, he was absent. Feeling hollow, she turned to leave for her own quarters, then decided that since she was already here, she might as well train and clear her head. She spent several hours at the shooting range, emptying her mind with target practice. Sweaty and flushed, she headed to the showers.
Just as she finished and prepared to log out, her Bio Device chimed. The instant she heard the notification, Cindy knew exactly who had messaged her—and felt a fresh rush of wetness between her legs. The refreshing clarity she had sought vanished. Face burning, she recalled exactly why she had logged in tonight. She opened the device and accepted the call.
"Yes, Master...."
-Cindy, you came by my office. The records show it. What brings you here at this hour?-
"....Master. I know it's late, but... do you have a moment?"
-...Your voice tells me it's important. Come to my residence. The office is empty right now.-
"Yes, I'll be right there."
Cindy ended the call and hurried toward An Rok-san's home. Click. She was surprised by how small it was. She had seen the grand residences of Murim Alliance elders in Changcheon Murim, yet An Rok-san's house felt modest—complete, but compact. Still, the reception room was large enough for tea. Cindy sat across from him, sipping in silence. Words refused to come. An Rok-san simply waited.
Five minutes passed. Just as Cindy gathered her courage to speak, An Rok-san spoke first.
"How is the tea?"
"Pardon? Ah... It's delicious. It seems like a fine blend."
"It is fine tea, but... you aren't truly tasting it."
"....."
"Cindy. What kind of man do you think I am?"
"....Setting aside the sudden question... honestly, I don't understand what you mean..."
"Do you truly believe that?"
"....."
"You already know the meaning behind my question."
"....I..."
"The tea leaves you just drank are called 'Éclair.'"
The abrupt mention of the tea left Cindy confused—until An Rok-san's next words made her cheeks flush crimson.
"They come from a flower imported from the planet Pantera. And the meaning of the Éclair flower is... 'secret love.'"
"?!"
"These leaves act as an aphrodisiac for men... and restore vitality and ease fatigue for women. You already know how I see you, don't you? Not merely as a disciple."
".....Then why didn't you do anything to me for the past three weeks?"
"I was waiting for you to bring it up."
"....What?"
"You have someone you love, don't you?"
"?! Th-that's..."
"Ever since you joined the Murim Alliance, you've been tormented. Am I right?"
"......"
"It wasn't your first time with a man. Though it never went all the way."
"...Honestly, let me ask. If you had ordered me... I might have offered my body to you, Master."
Cindy voiced the question that had been burning inside her. Though she hadn't admitted it, she had been prepared to accept another man—if only within the game. More than anything, he resembled Jung Dae-woon. Even as an NPC, Cindy, who knew both Jung Dae-woon and Kang-hyun as rulers, could sense that An Rok-san belonged to the same breed. Yet despite clearly desiring her, he had never taken her. That puzzled her.
"I know."
"Then why didn't you?"
"When I held you that day, it felt as though you were looking at someone else."
"?!.....How did you..."
"Women aren't the only ones with delicate senses."
"....You're right. I know someone similar to you, Master. I compared the two of you. ...Aren't you angry?"
"I am angry, but... it doesn't matter much."
"Why not?"
"Because if I can have you, that detail is insignificant."
"....."
"The moment you came to find me today, I was certain. I could have you, Cindy Macglen."
"....Yes."
"This is your last chance."
"....."
"The moment I told you the meaning of that flower's name... you understood, didn't you?"
Cindy stared into her teacup, closed her eyes, then made her decision. In front of An Rok-san, she drained the remaining tea in one gulp, met his gaze, licked her lips, and spoke.
"...Does this answer your question, Master?"
"....Cindy Macglen."
"Yes... Master."
"Remove your outer garments. Leave only your underclothes."
"....Yes♥"
"I won't ask whose substitute you tried to make me. But remember this: I am myself, and that man is that man."
"....I'm sorry. From now on... it won't happen again. ...Now..."
'Chairman Jung Dae-woon... Master... Kang-hyun... They're all the same kind of ruler, yet each is different... I... chose this man myself♥'
"Because I decided for myself♥"
There was no hesitation in Cindy's expression as she spoke.
With a rustle of fabric, Cindy shed her training clothes, revealing golden lingerie that perfectly complemented her blonde hair. An Rok-san admired her body, then told her to follow. She trailed after him in nothing but her underwear. Expecting the bedroom, she grew puzzled when they entered what looked like a storage room. An Rok-san entered a code into a hidden safe, and the floor opened to reveal a staircase descending underground. Cindy stared at him in surprise.
"Go in."
Following him down, Cindy finally understood why An Rok-san's house appeared so small compared to his status. The basement contained countless rooms. Though she hadn't entered them, she counted over ten doors, and the space felt even larger below. When they stepped into one particular room, Cindy gasped.
"Haa....♥"
The chamber was filled with a thick, sweet fragrance and swirling, suggestive smoke. Crimson lighting cast an obscene glow over a massive bed large enough for several people, with an attached bathroom and shower. This was An Rok-san's true bedroom.
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
"Chuuuup!"
"Mmph?! Haah... slurp... chuup... haaang...♥"
The moment they entered, An Rok-san seized one of Cindy's breasts with one hand, kneading it roughly, while his other arm wrapped around her waist. He lifted her effortlessly to meet his height and devoured her lips in a fierce kiss, determined to grant her the heights of pleasure.