Chapter 103: Five People, Five Sexes (1) Pink, a Woman Full of Desire
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 103: Five People, Five Sexes (1) Pink, a Woman Full of Desire
As expected, nothing changed. Luche and Seira went to see the Director to talk, and the report sent to the higher-ups supposedly came back with the answer that it was a "communication error."
Whether the opponent was swapped or whether we gained a win or a loss didn't change much. I had expected this from the start, so when I felt the lack of actual change, I didn't feel much of anything.
There was no news in the media, and during the next duel, we met Team Hunter Killer and lost as usual.
Throughout that process, I continued to meet the members of Hunter Killer by rotating through their designated time slots, and they didn't bring up the confusion regarding the duel. Since I wasn't in a position to ask first, I waited for them to bring it up, but they likely felt they couldn't discuss internal affairs with me, someone who had little to do with Superhumans.
Even if it were a topic that didn't matter much, it was probably something they didn't want to talk about. I knew that the paths of Team Hunter Killer and Team Guerrilla were diametrically opposed. Yet, the duel with Team Guerrilla had been swapped, and Team Guerrilla had been utterly defeated by our team.
I could fully understand why Team Hunter Killer wouldn't go out of their way to bring that up.
Meanwhile, in the two weeks since I crushed Indigo, there were no major changes in my daily life. I went to work and came home as usual, met the Hunter Killer members as usual, and had duels as usual.
While the flow of daily life remained unchanged, countless changes and thoughts swirled inside me every day.
I was now meeting all five members of Hunter Killer, and until now, I hadn't thought much of meeting them according to a specific schedule—but that was only my perspective.
Normal couples usually meet several times a week and contact each other every day. I also tried my best to keep in touch, but there was nothing I could do when one person contacted me while I was with another.
"Sigh..."
Feeling the fatigue, I headed to the comic cafe as the weekend arrived.
The flow of my routine was as follows: on weekday lunch breaks, I met Eunha, and in the afternoons, I met Su-ah. When the weekend came, I worked part-time with Yura; on Saturday nights, I went to Yura's house, and on Sunday nights, I went to Hayoung's house. Most of the remaining time was spent with Yubin.
It was a schedule that seemed perfectly laid out, but I was starting to reach my limit in maintaining it.
"So, a weekday date is a no-go?"
Yura followed me into the storage room as I went in to grab my uniform. The topic of conversation was, of course, her suggestion to go on a date during the week. Taking a day off to go on a date with Yura wasn't the problem. However, I felt a stifling pressure in my chest.
"I think it'll be a bit difficult."
I was worried about the schedule shift, but I was even more concerned about being mentioned within Team Hunter Killer afterward. That was why even a simple decision wasn't easy to make.
"I see..."
Yura looked overtly disappointed. She approached and hugged me as I took off my shirt to change. I felt the pressure of her large breasts and the warmth of her body as she held me for a moment.
"I want to see you every day."
I hesitated at her words, which were filled with longing. I felt sorry for Yura, but creating a situation I couldn't handle was extremely dangerous, so it was difficult to meet her every day and go on dates as she wanted.
I cupped the cheeks of the woman looking up at me from my arms, brought her face close, and pressed my lips against hers.
"Mnh, nngh."
Yura immediately tangled her tongue with mine, trying to deepen the kiss. I responded in kind, and we shared a lewd kiss inside the storage room.
As we kissed with hot breaths and I felt Yura's breasts pressing against my body, I naturally felt my cock stiffen. I wrapped my arms around Yura's waist and pulled her closer.
Eventually, our lips parted slowly, and Yura was still looking at me with lingering desire in her eyes.
"I'm sorry. I have a lot of work during the week."
To be honest, I wanted to go on dates with Yura too. I desperately wanted to meet everyone every day and go on dates, but it was realistically impossible.
Since things had already come to this, should I just reveal my identity?
That was nonsense. If I revealed who I was, my limbs certainly wouldn't remain intact. They might even feel like a soldier of Spacetro had toyed with them.
There were many reasons, but the biggest reason I was reluctant to reveal myself was that I feared they would be traumatized. Though the form differed for each of them, I could feel that they relied on me, and I couldn't just ignore that.
"Okay."
It was mentally taxing and heartbreaking to reject her request to meet every day by making all sorts of excuses. Normally, this would be a cause for a fight, with her questioning if this was even a real relationship. The only reason I could get away with making excuses and only meeting on set days was because they were kind and understood the situations I described.
Of course, the situations they understood were all lies, so I couldn't even imagine what would happen if all of this were discovered.
"You're coming to my house today, right?"
"Of course I am."
We only met once a week; I couldn't possibly skip that. Initially, the reason I tried to maintain these meetings was to gather information about Superhumans or the Earth Defense Union.
But at some point, that reason had vanished. Now, only the desire to go to her house, talk about the week, and drink together remained. It wasn't that I had forgotten my duty, but I couldn't get information through ordinary conversation, and I felt that intentionally bringing up topics to dig for info would only arouse suspicion, so I stopped doing it.
I've put it in grand terms, but right now, my biggest desire is simply to meet them and be in a relationship.
At the confirmation that I was coming over today, a smile spread across Yura's face. She placed her hand on my pants and stroked my erect cock.
My cock twitched at Yura's touch through the fabric.
"We're at work, and it's already this big?"
With a lewd smile, Yura pressed herself against me and continued to feel my cock through my pants. I took my pants off. I hope there's no misunderstanding—I only took them off to change into my uniform, and I'm someone who can distinguish between time and place.
"Do you want to do it now?"
"I leave the house every day thinking I want to do it, you know? Not just on weekends, but all through the week too."
Eunha was quite fast at accepting pleasure, but Yura, who had been experiencing pleasure and engaging in a relationship for much longer, was far more proactive about sex than Eunha.
"Still, this is a workplace, so hold it in until the shift is over."
I couldn't have sex in the workplace no matter what, so I tried to soothe Yura first.
"Wouldn't just a moment be okay? There aren't even any customers today."
"No means no."
As Yura said, there were few customers today, and the cafe was quiet. However, just because there were no customers didn't mean there were no employees. If both of us were missing at the same time, someone would surely look for us. I decided to stop the sex right there and took off my underwear.
"Wow—."
Seeing my erect cock exposed, Yura's lavender eyes momentarily brightened as a pink glow flickered in them, and she crouched down in front of me.
"It's healthy today, too. Didn't you want to do it too, A?"
I couldn't deny it. It was no easy task to endure Yura's temptation when she pressed her body against me and kissed me the moment I arrived at work. There was a limit to how much I could endure every time.
The momentary thought that it might be okay to just do it quickly since there were so few customers finally overrode my reason.
"It'll be hard to do it properly, so will you use your mouth first?"
"Okay."
As soon as she answered, Yura stroked my cock with her hand and licked it with her tongue, making it wet with saliva. My cock twitched at the soft touch of her tongue, and I leaned my back against the wall as I received her blowjob.
"Mmph, hmph."
Taking my cock into her mouth, Yura first stimulated the head with her tongue. The sensation of her carefully licking the sensitive spot felt good, and I stroked Yura's hair.
Her long pink hair, tied up beautifully today, felt soft. When my hand touched her head, Yura looked up at me slightly.
"You're beautiful."
The sight of my girlfriend looking up at me with my cock in her mouth was beyond beautiful, and the words escaped my lips reflexively. Even though I told her she was beautiful every time I saw her, Yura never failed to be happy about it.
Even now, she was sucking my cock intently with a smile in her eyes.
"Chupa, mmph, hmph. Slurp."
As if proving her words that she had wanted to have sex from the moment she left her house, she sucked my cock obsessively. I enjoyed the sensation I could never quite get used to and moved my hips slightly.
"Gulp, hmuph! Mmph."
Without being flustered by my cock moving inside her mouth, Yura continued to pleasure me with her mouth as if she were sucking on a sweet candy or a long ice cream—as if she were eating something delicious.
"If you make too much noise, someone might come."
The situation of having sex in the storage room behind the kitchen was strangely arousing. Yura's appearance in her uniform, something I could never see when we had sex at home, provided a different kind of stimulation.
"Mmm-hmmm, mmm-ph!"
She seemed to be saying something to me, but with my cock in her mouth, it was completely unintelligible.
"I got it."
I replied as if I understood her, then grabbed her head and thrust my cock deep into her throat.
"Gack!! Mmph!"
Yura's body tensed up, surprised by the cock that had suddenly plunged deep, but even in her momentary panic, she continued to flick her tongue against it.
"Mmmph, mph! Hmph!"
"Hmm? Was that not it?"
I spoke playfully as I pulled my cock out of her mouth. As she caught her breath, Yura panted heavily.
"Haa... How could you just shove it in like that all of a sudden?!"
Crouched on the floor, Yura slapped my thigh with her palm. I felt a slight sting, but it wasn't enough to call it painful.
More importantly, if it wasn't 'all of a sudden,' was it okay to shove it all the way in?
"You were talking with my cock in your mouth, so I thought you were asking me to go deep."
"I was telling you not to make your voice so loud!"
Yura was also telling me to lower my voice out of the tension that someone might come. Was it even possible to understand that while she was gagging on a cock?
After looking at me with narrowed eyes, Yura gripped my cock again, stroking it and taking the head back into her mouth. She used her hand to masturbate me while it was in her mouth, urging me to climax. Thanks to her blowjob and the tense situation, my aroused cock was on the verge of ejaculating.
"I'm going to cum, so don't let it spill."
If it spilled, there would be more work to do cleaning up. I gave Yura a firm warning as she held my cock in her mouth, and the moment she nodded, I spurted semen into her mouth.
"Mmph, hmph!"
She immediately swallowed the semen entering her mouth and continued to masturbate my ejaculating cock to encourage more. Every time her soft hand stroked me, more of the semen inside my body entered her mouth through the glans.
After I finished ejaculating, I pulled my cock out of Yura's mouth and stroked her head as she breathed hotly.
"Thanks. That felt great, thanks to you, Yura."
I felt a bit bad since I was the only one who seemed satisfied, but since we couldn't do any more than this here, we decided to have proper sex after work.
Just as I was about to grab my discarded underwear to put on my uniform, Yura's voice reached me.
"Look at this."
When I turned my gaze, Yura, who had stood up at some point, was leaning against the wall and pushing her butt toward me. Yura, who had been wearing her uniform pants until just a moment ago, had pulled them down to her knees, along with her panties, revealing her pale buttocks.
"You have such a nice ass right here."
Yura's pussy, as she gently shook her hips to urge penetration, was wet. Faced with a stimulus that no man could easily overcome, I squeezed my eyes shut.
Even receiving the blowjob had been done in a state of high tension; if we went any further, we might face a dangerous situation in many ways.
I first approached her to pull her pants back up, but instead, I grabbed her waist and thrust my cock into her wet pussy.
"Hng-eeeeh!"
Her vaginal walls tightened around my cock pleasurably. The sensation of the ridges stimulating my cock made the urge to thrust well up, and unable to resist, I slowly began to piston.
"Hah, ahng! Customer... a cafe isn't a place for this kind of thing—."
"You're the one who asked for it first."
Yura, who turned her head to glance at me with a flushed face, let out lewd breaths every time my cock went deep. If we were at home, she would have moaned as much as she wanted while feeling the pleasure, but it seemed Yura was also fully aware that we were currently having sex in a cafe storage room.
"If you're too vigorous, I might not be able to handle it. Haa-ahng!"
"No. You're a woman who can handle it just fine."
If anyone couldn't handle it, it would be me; there would never be a day when Yura couldn't handle it.
As I thrust, I pulled her top up to reveal her breasts. I saw the bra hook on her back and immediately unfastened it, freeing her large breasts from their confinement.
"Ahng, nnh, hnnngh! In the cafe storage room... having such good sex."
"Do you have any idea how I feel, having to resist your temptation every time?"
I didn't stop thrusting as I kneaded her large breasts like dough. It was much slower than our usual pace, but since sex wasn't about speed in the first place, there was no problem feeling the pleasure.
Above all, due to the tension of the current situation, Yura's pussy was tighter than usual, and I buried my cock deep with every lunge of my hips.
Just as I was thrusting while suppressing my voice as much as possible and waiting for the climax.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the storage room door.
"?!"
"!!"
In an instant, both Yura and I froze. Without even thinking of pulling my cock out, we stopped dead, and our gazes slowly turned toward the storage room door.