Chapter 97: Just Like Everyone Else (8)

Translator: RaidenTL

Chapter 97: Just Like Everyone Else (8)

When morning dawned, everything that had happened the night before felt like a dream to Green. The fact that A had accepted her feelings was something she had only ever imagined, so it didn't feel real at all.

The more she thought about last night, the more a smile spread across her lips. She couldn't control the overwhelming sense of joy.

"Green?"

Seeing Green sitting in the meeting room with a silly grin on her face, Red wondered if something was up. However, her voice didn't reach Green’s ears. Feeling uneasy, Red waved a hand in front of her eyes.

"! Oh? What is it?"

Only then did Green snap out of it, turning her head in surprise.

"You were ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just staring off into space. Is something wrong?"

"Isn't it because of the move?"

As Pink chimed in from the side, Red looked at Green with an expression that seemed to ask, 'Is that it?'

"Oh, yeah. I’ve been a bit distracted because of the move."

Green gave an awkward smile.

"Want some help? You said today was moving day, right?"

"It is today, but I’m fine."

Red tried to offer help, thinking Green would be busy with various things, but Green politely declined. Just as Red was about to insist, Pink tapped her on the shoulder.

"?"

Red turned around and met Pink’s eyes. When Red tilted her head in confusion, Pink simply shook hers.

"Not today."

For a moment, Red didn't understand what Pink meant. But soon, realizing the implication, Red let out a short "Ah," and looked back at Green.

Caught in the middle of their strange gazes, Green felt unnecessarily intimidated and leaned back into her chair.

"He’s coming over today, right?"

Pink asked with a suggestive smile. Green immediately caught her drift and her face turned bright red.

"He is, but it’s not because of that."

Blue and Yellow, who had been watching silently, nodded. They realized that today was the day Green was finally moving out from under her father's thumb to be free, and that her benefactor—who had helped her so much in the process—would be visiting.

They all wanted to help Green move and have a fun housewarming party, but the party didn't have to be today. Above all, there was no way the house would be perfectly organized on the first day to invite colleagues over.

While their help would make the work end quickly, the members didn't want to interfere with the time Green would spend with the person she liked. They understood Green’s heart, as they also cherished their time with their boyfriend and didn't want to be disturbed by anyone.

Of course, this was just the members' speculation; Green hadn't said anything yet. However, Green’s thoughts were exactly as they expected. Today was the day she was moving, right after A had accepted her feelings last night. She wanted to make this time precious.

Naturally, she wanted to have a good time with the members too, but for today, spending time with A was more important.

"Green."

When Pink called her name in a flat voice, Green, who had been avoiding the members' pouring gazes, turned her head. Pink made a circle with her thumb and index finger, then repeatedly moved the index finger of her other hand in and out of the circle, mimicking the thrusting motion of sex.

Though Green was passive and innocent, she wasn't so naive that she didn't know what that gesture meant. She had thought about the fact that she was now in a relationship with A and might finally engage in the kind of deep physical intimacy the other members shared with their loved one.

At Pink’s blatant gesture, Green’s face flushed deep red, and she shook her head.

"N-No! I only just confessed yesterday. To do that already..."

"Then what does that make me? I had sex before we even started dating."

Green thought things might be moving too fast, but to Pink—who had gone for 'sex first, dating later'—it wasn't a big deal.

"Seize the opportunity when it comes. Just hearing you talk about him, he sounds like a good guy... Wait. You confessed?"

Pink, who had been focused on the sex talk, realized the "confession" part a beat late. Green nodded cautiously.

"What? So you guys are officially dating now?"

"Yes. That’s how it turned out."

The members, who had worried about Green a lot, were all surprised at once. When Blue asked in shock, Green answered in a tiny, crawling voice, and everyone rejoiced as if it were their own success.

"Then you're doing it today, right?"

Pink kept steering the conversation back to sex, but unlike Green, the other members were actually interested in the topic. Since the atmosphere within Hunter Killer treated sex as the ultimate proof of a relationship, Green couldn't help but be conscious of Pink’s words.

However, it had only been a day since they started dating. For Green, who still found it overwhelming just to hold hands or make eye contact, the stage of sex felt like a very distant story. Nevertheless, the thought of holding A passionately didn't leave her mind.

There are many ways to express affection, and sex is one of them. Above all, she knew that the act of sex was the clearest way to physically express the emotion of love.

"If it doesn't seem like it's going to happen, just jump him."

Yellow spoke from experience, conveniently leaving out the part where she had failed to put up any real resistance against A despite her aggressive start.

"Jump him?"

Green had been trying to put the thought of sex aside, but she found herself interested in Yellow’s not-so-helpful advice.

"Yeah. Jump him and say this."

"Say what?"

"Let's go for a round, you bastard."

Green lowered her head, and Yellow let out a snicker. Even Yellow ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠didn't think Green would actually follow her method. She just wanted to let her know that sometimes, a bold approach is needed when making a decision.

"It doesn't have to be today. Anyway, just have a good time with your boyfriend today."

Red didn't want to push her to have sex right away; since it was Green’s personal matter, she stopped the talk there and simply hoped Green would have a memorable day with her boyfriend. In Green’s ears, however, only the word 'boyfriend' resonated.

*

After clearly accepting Eunha’s feelings and returning to my own home from hers, I realized I hadn't received the address of her new place.

Wondering what was going on, I sent her a text, and a reply came back:

[Could you come over after I've tidied up a little bit?]

My heart wanted to help her with the entire move and see her expression as she entered her new home, but since it was her move and not mine, I decided to do as she asked.

Even if I forced my way there out of a desire to help, it might actually make her feel uncomfortable. Above all, since she felt she had already received too much help from me, I didn't want to create a situation where she felt mentally burdened.

In the end, I waited patiently at home until early evening. Just as I was wondering when she would contact me, a text arrived with her address.

I replied that I was leaving immediately and headed for the station.

The place she moved to was quite a distance from her previous home. Since it was still a move within Seoul, the travel time was less than an hour. It wasn't on the outskirts of the city either, so the commute didn't feel like a burden at all.

As I approached the destination, I contacted Eunha and found her waiting for me in front of a relatively new officetel building.

"Eunha-ssi."

I spotted her first and waved. Eunha, finding me a moment later, bowed deeply in greeting. I thought she didn't need to be that formal anymore, but I decided not to rush it, as things would change slowly over time.

"It’s quite far, isn't it?"

"No. I got here faster than I expected."

Eunha worried that she had called me to a place too far away, but since I traveled all over the place, a one-hour trip was no burden at all.

"This is a gift."

"Pardon?"

It was a gift to celebrate her move, but nothing grand. I thought something too extravagant would be a burden, so I got her a mood light she could easily use on a table. Eunha looked inside the shopping bag, then at me, then back inside the bag.

"Shall we go inside first?"

"Ah, yes! Please, come in."

I felt like I had interrupted her moment of being touched by the gift, but seeing her so moved by a simple mood light made me feel slightly bashful. Feeling awkward just standing in front of the building, I asked to go in, and Eunha hurriedly led me inside.

Her place wasn't on a high floor. When she entered the code into the door lock and we went in, a cozy living room came into view.

"The place is nice."

It was a two-room apartment, perfect for living alone. I noticed some of the furniture I had seen at her old place arranged here and there. Considering she didn't have much time, the fact that it was mostly organized suggested she must have been working very busily.

"I chose a place that fit my circumstances, but..."

I smiled as I watched her standing still by the entrance, holding the shopping bag I gave her.

"Come in. You're the owner of this house, Eunha-ssi."

"Ah, yes!"

It was a strange situation where the homeowner was the one feeling awkward about entering, and I found the whole thing quite endearing.

"Have you eaten?"

"No, not yet."

Since it was just becoming early evening, I hadn't had dinner yet. At my answer, Eunha breathed a sigh of relief and headed toward the kitchen with a slightly excited step.

"If you're okay with it, would you like to eat together..."

Eunha couldn't finish her sentence, but I had no trouble understanding her.

"Yes. I'd love to."

When I replied with a smile, her expression brightened. She hurriedly opened the refrigerator, took out side dishes, and began setting the table. For a moment, I was reminded of when Hayoung moved. But even if it was just a thought, I felt it was rude to think of Hayoung while at Eunha’s house, so I quickly cleared it from my mind.

As I waited for Eunha to move about, a table was soon set with several side dishes. I sat down and met the eyes of Eunha, who was standing awkwardly and looking at me.

"Are you going to keep standing?"

When I asked with a laugh, Eunha snapped out of it and hurriedly sat across from me. It felt like we were eating as soon as I arrived, but I didn't mind. A housewarming party should be like this or that... Eunha’s actions, which didn't follow the typical mold of what people usually do but instead prioritized what she thought was important despite her clumsiness, felt very much like her.

"Shall we eat, then?"

"Yes."

To be honest, it wasn't a lavish spread, but because it was a simple, ordinary meal, it had a different kind of warmth compared to the meals Hayoung prepared.

Although we had become a couple, an awkward air still flowed between us. To be precise, I was fine, but I could feel Eunha being strangely cautious. She remained silent while eating, and even when I spoke to her, she gave only short answers.

Is she that uncomfortable?

It didn't seem like she found me uncomfortable, but rather that she was uneasy because she didn't know what to do now that we were a couple.

Even now, she was repeatedly looking at a piece of potato she had picked up with her chopsticks and then looking at me.

"..."

In the end, rather than reacting to everything, I decided to wait until she took action. Of course, in that process, I felt the immense weight of the silence.

"Um..."

"Yes?"

At the voice calling me cautiously, I looked at her. Eunha was holding out the potato she had gripped with her chopsticks toward me. I grasped the intention behind her action instantly, and before the answer could form in my mind, Eunha opened her mouth once more.

"A-Ah—"

At the sound of "Ah," I naturally opened my mouth. The potato at the end of her chopsticks slowly approached me. Perhaps because of the length of the table, the distance was a bit short; her arm didn't quite reach. As I leaned my body forward slightly, Eunha stood up from her seat.

With her face already flushed red to its limit, Eunha put the potato into my mouth. The savory scent of the soy-braised potato spread through my mouth. After confirming that I had eaten it, Eunha immediately sat back down.

However, the moment she sat, her elbow hit the cup of water on the table. The cup tipped over, spilling water all over the table.

"Ah!"

Seeing the water spill as she sat, Eunha jumped up from her seat. Because she stood up without pushing her chair back, her thighs caught the edge of the table, causing it to lurch upward.

The plates and bowls on the table rattled loudly. Some plates fell, spilling side dishes onto the floor. Fortunately, they weren't made of glass, so they didn't break, but there was no stopping the dining area from becoming a total mess.

"..."

Only silence remained between Eunha and me.

*

I sat on the living room sofa and waited for Eunha. If I turned my head just a little, I could see the open kitchen where Eunha was cleaning up the food spilled on the floor.

I told her I would help her clean, but she strongly refused, and I couldn't push the matter further. From the moment she said she would handle it, I could feel the life draining from her eyes.

She had invited me to her home and thought she had finally created a good situation, only to feel that she had ruined the atmosphere with her own mistake. I could see that in her gaze.

I think it's common for an atmosphere to be dampened by one person's mistake just when things are getting good, leaving everyone unsure of what to do. However, since this happened while we were alone, I wished she would lean on me more. I didn't want Eunha to feel sorry or burdened by receiving help from me.

"Ugh, hic, ugh..."

At the sound of her sobbing, I slowly turned my head. I could see Eunha’s shoulders trembling as she sat on the floor. Since her back was toward me, I couldn't see her face, but I could definitely feel that she was crying.

"Eunha-ssi?"

When I called her name softly, Eunha hurriedly wiped her tears with her sleeve and stood up. She slowly turned around, keeping her head down as if checking my reaction.

"...I'm sorry. I did something unnecessary..."

She bit her lower lip to hold back the tears that seemed ready to burst at any moment, but they were already streaming from her eyes. Like a child who thinks they won't be seen if they can't see, Eunha squeezed her eyes shut to hide the fact that she was crying.

But the tears only flowed more. I got up from the sofa and approached her.

"Hic, ugh, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."

As I got closer, Eunha bowed her head and apologized. The moment she straightened up, I grabbed her shoulders.

"!"

Startled, Eunha looked at me with a face still wet with tears. Feeling me move even closer to her, she momentarily shrank back and closed her eyes as if terrified. I pulled her into an embrace and patted her shoulder.

"It's okay."

As I spoke my sincere feelings softly, the hand that had been patting her shoulder began to gently stroke her back.

"I don't mind at all. You don't have to feel sorry."

I knew that even if I told her not to be sorry, she would be. I also knew that these words might even feel like a burden. But I meant it. I wasn't upset or angry about the mistake she had made. I just didn't want Eunha to feel burdened by this incident.

"I'm sorry. I made a mistake..."

I held her as she replied in a tearful voice, repeatedly telling her it was okay.

Eunha calmed down little by little, slowly. When the sobbing stopped, I gently released the hug and checked her face. Her expression still carried the remnants of her tears, but she looked better than before.

"Let's clean up together."

Since things had come to this, Eunha seemingly couldn't insist on doing it all herself anymore. She nodded, and we finished the cleanup together. We hadn't been able to finish dinner properly, and we had spent quite a bit of time cleaning.

To change the mood, I asked her to show me around the house. she introduced me to the items in the living room and the master bedroom. Since the house wasn't that large, the tour ended quickly, and we sat side by side in the living room again.

Checking the time, it was now fully evening. Considering her need to rest and my need to get home, it was about time for me to leave.

Eunha remained silent even while sitting on the sofa, seemingly still bothered by what had happened earlier.

"Um, it's about time for me to go..."

It was hard to even get the words out. I didn't know how to act. Feeling as though I had lost the ability to make a normal judgment, I spoke in a voice full of awkwardness.

"Yes."

Eunha checked the time, hesitated for a moment, and then answered in a small voice. I stood up and headed for the entrance. Eunha followed slowly behind me, presumably to see me off. When I put on my shoes and looked at her for a final goodbye, Eunha was standing still with her gaze lowered.

"I'll be going now."

I said goodbye, but Eunha didn't answer. Just as I was about to turn around and grab the door handle, I heard a small voice from behind.

"Um..."

I turned my head to look at Eunha again, but she was still standing there with her eyes downcast. The only difference from a moment ago was that the hand gripping her clothes was trembling.

"J-Just a little longer..."

Unable to speak with confidence, Eunha let her voice trail off.

And only after seeing her struggle to speak did the firm realization hit me: I shouldn't leave right now.

Because of the atmosphere where Eunha felt awkward about everything, I had unconsciously felt the situation was awkward too and thought it would be best to give her some space.

But if I left like this, Eunha’s memory of the first housewarming she invited me to would only be a bad one. She would undoubtedly keep worrying about this.

Even now, I could see her trembling as if terrified, lacking the confidence to make the situation better. They say time is the best medicine for solving problems, but sometimes there are things time cannot fix.

If left like this, Eunha would surely dwell on this more as time passed. I couldn't know what kind of result that would bring, but I was certain it wouldn't be a good one.

"Could I stay just a little longer?"

I spoke first to Eunha, who couldn't finish her sentence. She glanced at me and then nodded quietly.

In the end, I postponed my departure and decided to stay at Eunha’s house a bit longer to watch over her. Honestly, I couldn't think of what would be good to do in this situation. Still, I was certain that staying and spending even a little more time with her was better than leaving right away. The thought of 'this is awkward, so let's go' didn't cross my mind anymore.

"Are you feeling better now?"

I took Eunha’s hand as she sat there. She flinched at the touch, looked at my hand holding hers, and then raised her head.

"Yes. I'm fine."

I moved closer to her as she answered while staring at me with wide eyes. I let go of her hand and grabbed her shoulder, gently pulling her toward me. Eunha didn't really move as she leaned into me. She didn't hug me back tightly, but she didn't pull away either. It was as if she was accepting that this was good just as it was.

As we sat there quietly, I wondered how I could help Eunha act less passively. It's impossible for one person to completely change another, and thinking so is incredibly arrogant. However, one can provide a little bit of change.

It might be difficult right now to make someone who has always been passive take the lead in everything, but I could help her change enough to do a few things she wanted. If so, what action should I take to achieve that? Was it right to just wait?

There was only one reason I was having these thoughts. It was because I could strongly feel that Eunha had something she wanted to say to me right now. Although she wasn't looking at me directly, her faint, trembling movements as we sat close together were telling me quite clearly that she wanted to do something.

"If there's something you want to say, it's okay to say it."

Eunha’s body stiffened, as if she realized her inner thoughts had been laid bare. Her face, which had only just regained its color, was flushing crimson once more. Though each exchange of words felt like an eternity, I knew I had to wait with patience.

Everyone in this world is different, and this was the result of the choice I made to win Eunha’s heart. There was no need for me to be impatient or feel frustrated. I would wait for her words slowly—very slowly.

“Are you, by any chance… interested in…?”

She asked something, but the crucial noun in the middle was lost to silence. The fact that I couldn't hear it even at this proximity meant it wasn't a matter of volume; she simply hadn't let the sound out of her mouth at all.

Regrettably, however, I had read her lips and understood exactly what she wanted to say.

‘This is a bit of a predicament.’

If I pretended to understand and just accepted the situation, this behavior would surely repeat itself. Even though Eunha had summoned the courage to speak, she had failed to say the core word clearly. I had no intention of letting that slide.

“Pardon?”

I prompted her to say it again. If she gave up here, I would have to find another way, but in truth, even if she wanted to give up, I didn't. Since she had brought the topic up, she wouldn't be able to avoid seeing it through to the end.

“Well, you see…”

Eunha, whose ears were now burning red, lowered her head deep before suddenly blurting it out.

“Are you interested in sex?!”

A sense of relief washed over me, followed immediately by that feeling of being in a predicament once again.

Having met four women so far—no, currently seeing four women—no, now that the situation had evolved into me seeing five, every instance of sex until now had occurred either on the day we started dating or even before.

It was as if sex had become a seal on the relationship, but for me, that wasn't a set rule or an unwritten law. It was just that the situations had played out that way, and I had simply accepted and participated in them.

Because of that, I hadn't come here today with sex on my mind. I thought Eunha would need a long time to prepare herself mentally, and her bringing up the topic of sex right now was outside my range of expectations.

But the reason I felt it was a predicament wasn't because Eunha had brought up sex.

The people she was closest to, the ones she could get dating advice from, were the members of Hunter Killer—and the other four members had already slept with me. Looking at the atmosphere so far, it seemed my name hadn't been explicitly mentioned within the team yet.

It was a bit mysterious how my name hadn't come up, but from my perspective, it was a stroke of luck.

Returning to the point, Eunha must have sought advice from the Hunter Killer members, and the man those members had experienced was the same person. In other words, the members had given Eunha advice based on the experiences I had provided them. Consequently, the current situation was…

‘I’m the one who made her like this.’

Ironically, I had never once spoken to Eunha about anything sexual, yet I had caused her to be the one to bring up the most significant act of all.

So, would I avoid this situation? Nonsense.

The feeling of being in a predicament was just a passing thought. Just as there are people who never back down from a fight, I am a man who never backs down from a temptation.

The moment Eunha finished speaking, I shifted my weight while still holding her shoulders, pressing her down onto the sofa.

“What about you, Eunha-ssi?”

“Yes?”

“Are you interested, Eunha-ssi?”

Eunha, her gaze darting away, nodded her head.

“I want to have sex with you, Eunha-ssi. How about you?”

If I avoided the move she had made with such initiative, she might hesitate to be proactive ever again. It just so happened that the initiative she displayed was for the most physically proactive act possible.

“…I want to, too.”

“Say it clearly.”

I didn't stop at a moderate level; I pushed her to say it with certainty. One might think it was a bit persistent, but I felt Eunha was capable of it, which is why I could be this firm.

“I want to have sex with Oppa!”

Clenching her hands over her chest, Eunha summoned her strength and let the words out.

I thought I had grown used to being called "Oppa" because I heard it so much from Yubin, but I realized anew that the word still stimulated me. No wonder I got excited so often when I was with Yubin.

I cleared the thoughts of others from my mind and decided to focus entirely on Eunha.

Slowly bringing my face closer, I overlapped our lips. Eunha’s body was stiff, but she didn't pull away from the kiss.

Our joined lips felt soft, and as I gradually slid my tongue into her mouth, a deep French kiss began.

“Mnh, ah…”

The sound of her breath leaked out the moment we kissed, and my hand stroked her waist. Since we had decided to have sex, there was no need for hesitation in my actions. Perhaps because I had accumulated a fair amount of experience, my hand immediately found its destination.

The hand that had been stroking her waist gradually slipped under her clothes. When I felt Eunha startle slightly at the bold intrusion, I kissed her more aggressively to divert her attention.

“Hnnng, ah…”

Before long, my hand was inside her clothes, kneading her breast. I could feel her full breast encased in her bra, and I enjoyed the kiss while slowly fondling her.

“Hah, mmm. Hnn.”

I continued to knead her breast with one hand while exploring her lips, while my other hand stroked the thigh of the reclining Eunha. Her long skirt had been pushed up, revealing her white silk underwear, and the hand that had been stroking the outside of her thigh began to toy with the inner flesh.

The elastic texture of her skin stimulated my primal instincts.

The clothes being pushed up as I kneaded her breasts felt cumbersome as they caught on her arms. I soon broke the kiss and lifted my body slightly. Eunha was looking up at me, saliva trailing from the corner of her lips.

Her breathing was ragged, and her expression—tinged with a faint heat that differed from a simple blush of embarrassment—felt incredibly lewd. At the same time, the desire to possess this small, animal-like woman began to bloom deep within me.

“Lift your arms.”

Eunha responded with action before words. At my command to lift her arms, she did so without hesitation. I grabbed her top and pulled it over her head.

Next, I unfastened the button of her skirt at her hip and removed her lower garment. Soon, Eunha was lying on the sofa in nothing but her white lingerie.

Perhaps embarrassed to be lying there in just her underwear, she tried to cover her chest with her hands, but I caught them and prevented her from hiding.

“Why are you trying to hide? You’re so beautiful.”

Holding her arms, I kissed her again. Eunha, less stiff than before, responded to my kiss by tentatively entangling her tongue with mine.

The tension in her arms faded, and certain that she wouldn't try to hide anymore, my hands began to stroke every inch of her provocative body.

I couldn't help but be excited by the fact that this fragile, glass-like woman, who seemed like she might break at any moment, possessed a body that stimulated a man so intensely.

Of course, I had felt that her silhouette in her suit possessed considerable volume. But seeing her body when she wasn't wearing the suit—knowing her as Kang Eunha, not Green—and seeing her bare skin was a completely different sensation.

“Nnh, hnnn, chuu…”

As we shared a deep kiss, sucking and licking each other's tongues, my hand stroked over her panties. I gradually stimulated Eunha’s pussy through the thin fabric, while my other hand toyed with the bra behind her back, unfastening the hooks.

As the secure hooks gave way, the bra loosened, and Eunha’s breasts were revealed.

After breaking the kiss, I completely removed her bra. There was no sign of resistance during the process. It seemed Eunha had already steeled herself for what was to come.

“If it hurts or if you’re scared, tell me.”

“It’s okay. Because it’s you doing it, Oppa.”

Her voice sounded a bit frightened, but the fact that she trusted me was clearly conveyed. Smiling, I gave her a light kiss on the forehead and lowered my body to take a firmly peaked nipple into my mouth.

“Hah!”

Simultaneously, I slid a finger against her pussy over her panties, and Eunha let out a moan at the stimulation felt from both above and below. Wanting to hear more of those erotic sounds that tickled my ears, I kneaded her breasts and sucked her nipples while stimulating her pussy.

“Ah, nnh, ah, hnn!”

Eunha trembled at the sudden onslaught of stimulation. I alternated the intensity of the touch as I pleasured her body, searching for her sensitive spots while listening to her moans grow louder.

On the surface, she wasn't much different from anyone else. To put it another way, Eunha was sensitive in the same common areas as most people. Still, I had to find the subtle differences.

As I slipped my hand inside her panties and stimulated her clitoris, Eunha let out a loud moan despite herself.

“Haaah…!”

Startled by the sound she made, she covered her mouth with her hand. Since it didn't matter if she covered her mouth now, I didn't stop the stimulation.

Using my index and ring fingers to gently spread her pussy open, I inserted my middle finger about one knuckle deep. At the sensation of something foreign entering for the first time, Eunha let out lewd sounds through the gaps in her fingers.

“Hnnn, nnh!”

I could feel her pussy gradually becoming wet, and while her nerves were focused on her lower body, I lightly nipped her nipple with my teeth.

“Ah!”

She bucked her hips and trembled. What I realized while pleasuring her was that Eunha’s sensitive spots weren't different from others. However, as I observed her reactions, I could soon tell there was a slight difference.

It wasn't that Eunha was sensitive in the same way as everyone else. It was that her sensitive areas were more sensitive than average.

There wasn't one exceptionally sensitive spot; rather, the points where she felt pleasure were spread across all the vital areas. For example, Yubin preferred direct stimulation of her pussy over her breasts.

Yura enjoyed the act of sex itself, but she especially loved hearing my voice. Hayoung was so sensitive in her breasts that stimulating them was an essential part of every act.

I hadn't quite found Su-ah’s sensitive spot yet, but I was sure there would be one that was particularly responsive.

In this way, everyone had a place where they felt more sensitivity, but Eunha didn't. Instead, the places where people generally feel pleasure were simply more heightened in her case. To put it in a slightly lewd way, her entire body was erogenous.

“Sorry. Did that hurt?”

Sensitive stimulation and pain are a hair’s breadth apart. Worried that Eunha, who might be sensitive to pain, had felt hurt by my touch, I quickly pulled away and checked her condition.

When I looked up at her, Eunha was also looking down at me.

“It’s okay. It hurt a little, but it felt good.”

“I see. If it hurts, you must tell me. I don't want you to be in pain, Eunha.”

“Yes.”

And so, I took her nipple back into my mouth, sucking on it, while the hand pleasuring her pussy moved busily again.

“Haah! Ah, ah, ah, ahhh!”

She repeatedly tried to curl her body only to go limp from the rushing stimulation. I could clearly feel Eunha’s body growing hotter, and I too began to think about wanting to put my cock inside her soon.

“Inside, your finger, hnn, ahh!”

Eunha exhaled hot breaths at the continuous stimulation that didn't allow her a moment's rest. I pulled my hands away and sat up.

“Hah, haa…”

Eunha, lying limp on the sofa, noticed me moving around. The moment she looked at me, she discovered my cock right in front of her eyes.

“Do you know what fellatio is?”

“…Yes. I know.”

Eunha also possessed general sexual knowledge. She knew that acts involving the mouth existed, and she was aware of what she should do with the cock presented right before her.

“Can you do it for me?”

“Yes! I’ll do it.”

Perhaps thinking she shouldn't refuse, Eunha answered urgently and took the approaching cock into her mouth while still lying down.

“!”

She immediately began to suck on the cock as if it were a piece of candy, and I quietly enjoyed the sensation of her mouth on my erect member.

“Hmph, mmph! Hmph!”

It was a sight to behold—her sucking diligently, trying her best to pleasure me. I stroked her hair.

“Good. You’re doing great. Keep going like that.”

Gaining more confidence from the praise, Eunha grabbed my waist and began to move her head, actively sucking on my cock. I wondered if she had actually been very interested in lewd acts all along, as there was no hesitation in her movements.

“Mmm, mmph, hmph! Chuu, chuu!”

She repeatedly swallowed the cock deep into her throat and pulled it back out, performing fellatio so intensely it was as if she were rushing me to ejaculate. I began to move my hips slightly in response to her proactive movements.

“Mmph, mmph! Mmph!”

Her breath hitched for a moment as the cock reached her throat before she caught it again. Even in an act that could be uncomfortable, Eunha did not stop sucking.

“Eunha-ssi. You’re doing great.”

“Mmph, mmm!”

It seemed like she wanted to say something while holding it in her mouth, so I pulled it out for a moment.

“Please… just call me Eunha…”

Did she feel a sense of distance because I kept using formal honorifics?

“…Alright.”

As I answered, I moved to put my cock back in her mouth, and Eunha also moved to take it in. Our actions synchronized, and as it entered her mouth, Eunha began to suck aggressively once more.

I didn't know if the reason Eunha was being this proactive was because she thought she wouldn't get another chance if she stopped here, or if she simply thought this was what she was supposed to do. What was certain was that her proactive behavior was stimulating me, and my cock was gaining even more momentum inside her mouth.

“I’m going to move a little, too.”

I soon took hold of her head and began a light thrusting motion.

“Hmph! Mmm!”

She was surprised by the cock entering deeper than before, but it wasn't enough to make her stop. Eunha continued to suck, and I moved inside her mouth, savoring the internal texture.

I was gradually reaching my limit. Since I didn't intend to ejaculate a large amount in her mouth, I didn't try to hold back the sensation for long.

“It’s coming soon.”

However, the mind and body sometimes act separately. My instinct, wanting to feel her mouth more, tightened my cock and held back the ejaculation. After thrusting into her mouth with slightly more intense movements, I began to ejaculate deep inside.

“Mmph! Mmph, mmph, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mmph!”

Eunha, her whole body tensing up, gripped my waist with some strength but did not pull her mouth away. I tried to withdraw my cock after releasing my desire, but Eunha began to suck on it again even after I had finished.

“Mmm, hnnn. Mmph. Hmph.”

“Wait, Eunha. Wait a moment.”

I tried to make her stop and pull out, but whenever I tried to move my hips back, Eunha pulled me toward her with her hands and sucked even harder. I was momentarily flustered because I hadn't expected her to be this proactive, but deciding to let her have her way, I pressed my hips against her face and pushed deep into her throat.

“Mmph, mmph! Hmph!”

She seemed to be choking, coughing while swallowing it deep, yet she still didn't let go. However, judging it was getting dangerous, I pulled my cock out of her mouth when her body finally relaxed.

“Hah, haa… Ahhh…”

Without even wiping the saliva she had spilled while sucking, Eunha lay there exhaling hot breaths. I stroked her hair.

“Well done. That felt great, thanks to you.”

“Hehe, I liked it too.”

Eunha gave a silly grin. It was the first bright smile I had seen since we entered the house, excluding the moment we first met today.

“I’ll take off the rest.”

I grabbed both sides of Eunha’s panties and slowly pulled them down. Eunha lifted her hips slightly to make it easier for me.

The panties were soaking wet with a large amount of vaginal fluid, and as I removed them, a string of fluid dripped onto the sofa.

“You’re really wet.”

I wondered if she had reached a climax the moment I ejaculated in her mouth; as expected, it seemed Eunha had experienced a major peak.

After removing her panties, I had her spread her legs and opened her pussy with my fingers.

“If you stare so intently…”

“If I do?”

I inserted a finger into her pussy as she trailed off and moved it gently.

“Haah!”

I thought it might be a good idea to help her fix that habit of trailing off her sentences through various methods. Not just for me, but there might come a moment where it becomes a problem when talking to others.

“What happens if I look?”

I continued to touch her pussy, which was making lewd squelching sounds.

“Hnnn, ah, haah!”

Eunha continued to moan and tremble. I withdrew my finger and showed her how it glistened with her fluids.

“Look. It’s this wet.”

“Haa, it’s… it’s because of you, Oppa…”

With her hot breaths and flushed face, the desire to possess her surged in my heart. I leaned in and kissed her once more.

We shared a deep kiss, tongues entwining, as I gripped my cock and aligned the head with her pussy. Just before insertion, I pulled my lips away slightly.

“I’m going in now.”

“Please… be gentle.”

I slowly pushed my cock into Eunha, who made the earnest request in a trembling voice. My fully erect member slid deep into her soaking, incredibly lewd pussy, feeling as though it were satisfying a burgeoning desire for conquest.

“Nnh, ah! Ahh!”

Her vaginal walls softly tightened around the cock that had entered deep inside. Eunha couldn't hide her flushed expression at the thought that we had finally become one.

“Do you like it that much?”

“Yes. I love it.”

Despite shedding a little bit of virgin blood upon the first insertion, Eunha didn't seem to be in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠any pain at all. She looked up at me with a sultry gaze, her face showing no sign of distress.

“I’ll move slowly. Tell me if it hurts.”

“Yes. It’s okay now, so please move.”

Perhaps the anxiety she had felt about sex had been resolved, as Eunha expressed her intentions more clearly now than when we were talking before the act. Since communicating about which spots feel good, what speed is preferred, and which positions are best is very important, the fact that her self-expression became clearer during the act was a great thing for me.

I soon began to thrust slowly, and Eunha immediately felt pleasure as her hips bucked in response to the movement inside.

“Hnnn, ah, ah, ahh, ahh!”

I was surprised by how smoothly her pussy tightened—it was hard to believe this was her first time. With a natural smile forming on my lips, I kneaded her breasts and pushed my hips in a bit more firmly.

“Hah, ah, ahh! Oppa. It feels good. You can go a bit harder… hng!”

“I’ll gradually increase the intensity. No need to be impatient. The night is long.”

As I continued the rhythmic motion, I gave Eunha light kisses to soothe her growing urgency. She didn't seem particularly nervous, but my words made her expression more relaxed. I stimulated her by pushing my cock in smoothly and firmly.

“Hnnn, ah, hah, ah, ah, ahh! Haaah!”

Her vaginal walls clung to my cock as if memorizing its shape, and as I parted the tightly packed folds, I brushed against her deepest parts.

“Ah! Hnn!”

But for Eunha, reaching the very end didn't seem that important. Her cervix, her vaginal walls—she felt pleasure everywhere, so the act of the cock entering itself seemed to be what mattered most.

“I’ll speed up slowly, so tell me if it’s too much.”

I had heard somewhere that while some people enjoy very fast, rough sex, most people do not.

It is a fact that Superhumans possess sexual desires as robust as their physical stamina. I wasn’t sure if it was just the members of Team Hunter Killer or if all Superhumans were like that, but one thing was certain: the women in my life had terrifyingly high libidos.

And because their immense physical strength backed those desires, we could engage in sessions that were on a completely different level of duration compared to ordinary people.

That said, there was no guarantee Eunha would be the same. To me, the possibility of Eunha feeling pain was a sensitive issue, so I wanted to make her feel as good as possible without crossing into discomfort.

“Yes… I’m still okay. Haah, ah, ahh, hngh!”

Answering through ragged breaths, Eunha let out another moan, her body trembling every time my cock buried itself deep inside her. As I’d warned, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. As my hips moved faster, my cock began to rake against her sensitive spots with more urgency. Eunha’s moans pitched higher, and she began to move her hips in rhythm with mine.

“Ha-ahhh, ahh, ah, ahh! O-Oppa, you’re… you’re moving inside me! Hieek, ngh!”

Though she winced slightly at times, her expression quickly melted into one of lewd ecstasy. Every time I thought about slowing down, seeing the shift in her expression made me push the pace even more.

“How’s this? Do you like it this way?”

While moving rapidly, I straightened my posture and pressed the head of my cock firmly against the middle of her vaginal wall. Eunha’s hips bucked violently as she hit a momentary climax.

“Ngh-hhaah!! Th-there, it feels so good… It feels like my waist is being pierced… Ha-euk!”

I had strongly stimulated a spot where the tightening of her vaginal walls intensified; it seemed I had found her "pinpoint." Since it wasn't that deep, I figured it would be a good reference for when I used my hands later.

After pressing firmly against her vaginal wall, I pressed my hips flush against hers again and drove my cock deep inside.

“Hngh-eueuh! Ngh, ugh, ha-euk!”

Feeling her vaginal walls clenching around me in response to my roughening movements, my own excitement peaked, and the urge to ejaculate began to swell. It hadn't been long since I’d come in her mouth, but her pussy felt so good that the desire to release inside her became overwhelming.

“I’m cumming!”

“Ha-ahhh, ahh, ah! Ahh! Inside… please, go deep inside! Hieee-hngh!”

Eunha arched her back as she hit her climax, and I poured a thick burst of semen deep into her. Holding her hips, I shared that intense peak with her. My brow furrowed at the powerful tightening of her walls, which felt as if they were milking the semen right out of me.

“Ha-eueu, ahh…”

As she lay there trembling in the afterglow, a faint, lewd light seemed to flicker in Eunha’s green eyes. Having adapted to the intense pleasure with a speed that belied her status as a virgin, she began to slowly move her hips again the moment she felt my ejaculation finish.

“! Are you okay to go again already?”

Surprised by her immediate movement, I checked to see if she was up for consecutive rounds. Eunha simply gave me a sultry look and nodded.

“Alright. Then shall we change positions?”

I picked her up while she was still clinging to me and sat down on the sofa, bringing her into a seated face-to-face position.

“This way, you can move as much as you want, Eunha.”

“Me? Myself?”

“Yeah. You’re going to make me feel good.”

As we sat face-to-face, locked in an embrace, the suggestion that she could make me feel good seemed to trigger something in her. A smile spread across her lips.

“Yes. I’ll make you feel very good.”

My own expectations soared. Eunha began to move her body up and down slowly. Even though it could have been embarrassing to be the one actively sliding up and down on a cock, Eunha kept her eyes locked on mine as she moved.

Overwhelmed by the feeling of finally having her and how lovely she was, I pulled her waist closer and pressed my lips to hers. As we kissed, her breasts were crushed against my chest while she continued to work her hips.

Though I had just ejaculated, my cock was still rock-hard, repeatedly parting her insides as it drove deep. The arms I had wrapped around her waist slowly slid down until my hands were firmly gripping her buttocks.

“Ngh-hngh!”

I had gripped her ass to help support her movements, but the pleasure she was providing was so intense that I accidentally squeezed her flesh with quite a bit of force.

The moment I grabbed her, I felt her vaginal walls tighten. I began to thrust my hips upward, meeting Eunha’s pussy as she worked so diligently.

“Ngh, mmm, ngh, hup! Mmmph!”

Her moans were swallowed by our deep kiss, and the room was filled with the wet, lewd sound of skin slapping against skin. Neither of us wanted to pull away, our bodies slick and entangled. Eunha’s vaginal fluids were flowing out, soaking my lower body and the sofa.

I felt a bit guilty thinking of someone else in this moment, but while I’d always thought Yura got quite wet, Eunha was certainly giving her a run for her money.

“Hngh, ngh, hup! Ngh!”

Kneading her buttocks, I continued to thrust upward. Before long, Eunha began to lower her hips in perfect sync with my upward thrusts. As our movements aligned, the pleasure became even more exquisite.

“Hup, ngh, mmm, hngh, ngh!”

Eunha sought more, tangling her tongue with mine. Since she wanted it this much, I had no reason to refuse. I responded to her kiss, my tongues entwining, while my hands patted her buttocks as if urging her hips to move even faster.

“Ha-hup, ngh, hup! Hngh, mmm.”

As if sensing my intent, Eunha lowered her hips and moved them with a grinding motion, her vaginal walls clenching stickily around my cock. She seemed to be finding more pleasure in her own actions than she expected, as lewd breaths continued to leak between our joined lips.

“Haah… Eunha, the way you’re moving your hips… it feels incredible.”

“Ah-huk, ngh! R-really? Does it really feel good?”

“Yeah. It feels so good I think I’m going to cum again.”

“Please, cum again. You can put as much as you want inside me.”

Encouraged by the praise, Eunha began to rotate her hips, making the sensation even more intense. My claim that I was about to cum wasn't just talk; it was the truth. Her words and actions, practically begging for my seed, ignited a primal male instinct within me.

“Alright.”

I pulled her body flush against mine and locked her in a tight embrace. While she was momentarily startled by being unable to move freely, I lifted my hips slightly and began to thrust upward with powerful, rapid strokes.

“Hngh, ngh, ha-ah! O-Oppa! If you suddenly go like that, hngh, ah-ahhh!”

“If I do? What happens?”

“It… it feels too good! Because of you… it feels so good I can’t think of anything else!”

She moaned loudly, her face painted with ecstasy as she cried out in pleasure. I drove my cock even more ruthlessly into her, adding to the sensation until the impending ejaculation made my cock feel even harder.

“Ha-ahhh! Oppa. Inside, put it inside! Not anywhere else, put it all inside me… Hieee-hngh!”

“It’s coming, so take it all. I’m going to fill you up, Eunha.”

I gripped her waist, pinning her down as I thrust upward, my cock pressing hard against her cervix. I ejaculated grandly inside her once more.

“Hngh-eueueuh!!”

Clinging to me, Eunha arched her back like a bow as she hit a powerful climax. Dazed by the intensity that threatened to snap her sanity, she let out a dazed breath, saliva trailing from her parted lips.

Ejaculating inside her gave me a sense of satisfaction, like a male conquering a female. The act of climaxing felt like a process of branding her, marking Eunha as mine.

“Ha-uk, ah-hngh, haah… haah…”

Even after I finished, Eunha remained slumped against me, gasping for air, still caught in the lingering waves of her climax.

“Is it too much?”

“A… a little. My head feels all fuzzy.”

It wasn't that she was out of stamina. She had plenty of that left. It was just that her body was struggling to process the unprecedented levels of pleasure she had just experienced.

“I’m going to keep going for a bit. How about it?”

“…I’d like that.”

Eunha, unable to hide the raw sensuality on her face, nodded with a sultry smile.

*

A long time later, in the bedroom, I was holding Eunha’s waist as she lay face down, driving my cock into her with rough, rhythmic thrusts.

Even though it was her first time trying doggy style, Eunha showed no resistance. Instead, her reaction was that she loved anything I did to her. Taking full advantage of that, I savored the sense of conquest, thrusting without pause.

“Ha-ahhh, ugh, ngh! Oppa, Oppaa… the way it scrapes inside… it feels so good! Hngh-euk!”

As she stayed on all fours, I watched her breasts sway. I leaned my upper body down, pressing against her back as I kneaded her breasts.

“How about this?”

As I lowered my torso, the angle of my thrusts shifted slightly upward, the head of my cock once again grinding against her vaginal wall.

“Hieee-euk, ngh, g-good… it’s good…”

“Then how about this?”

While my cock was still pressed against her wall, I pushed my hips forward, applying sustained pressure.

“Hieee-ik, hieek! N-no. If you do that, I really won't be able to think.”

“Look at me.”

Eunha, who had been hanging her head, lifted it at my voice and turned slightly to look back at me.

“Stick out your tongue.”

Realizing I wanted to kiss her again, Eunha obediently stuck out her tongue as told. I tangled my tongue with hers, softly pressing our lips together. Meanwhile, my hips continued to move, stimulating her walls. I intentionally avoided going deep, instead using short, shallow movements to relentlessly tease her.

“Ngh-hhaah, ugh, hup, ngh-eueuh!”

Under the onslaught of stimulation, Eunha’s eyes shook as if she were losing her mind. As we kissed, I wanted to make her feel even better, seeing how she struggled to endure the sensations flooding her from below.

I continued to knead her breasts, carving pleasure into every inch of her body. I spent the hot night constantly thinking of ways to make her feel even more incredible.

*

The next morning.

I slowly opened my eyes as the sunlight hit my eyelids. Eunha, who had been sleeping beside me, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, feeling a strange sensation below, I immediately pulled back the covers.

“Hup, mmmph.”

Eunha had my morning wood in her mouth, looking up at me with that same lewd glint in her eyes. I couldn't tell what she was saying because her mouth was full, but it seemed she was giving me a morning greeting.

Today was the day of the duel. In just a few hours, we would have to face each other as enemies, yet here we were. But there was something else bothering me more than that.

I was already used to the situation of having sex one day and meeting in a duel the next, so there wasn't much left to think about on that front. However, looking at Eunha, I couldn't help but have one specific thought.

I think I’ve flipped some kind of strange switch in her.