Awakening the Senior

"Answer me. Senior...?"

Good God.

I couldn't believe it.

Something astonishing was happening right in front of me.

The moment I pulled my hands away, she started rubbing her own breasts and pussy with her own hands.

Are you seriously about to masturbate right in front of me?

Is this really the senior I thought I knew...?

"You pervert, Junghyeok... nngh..."

Who exactly is the pervert in this situation?

Right there in front of me, she suddenly launched into the most shameless self-pleasure. I'd been waiting for her answer, hoping she'd want my hands back on her—never imagining she'd put on a show herself.

A little stunned, I watched her openly, drinking in every detail of her masturbating. Just from the way she moved, it was painfully clear how much practice she'd had doing this alone.

"Touch me again. It feels so much better when you do it than when I do... hurry..."

"Then let me ask you one more thing first."

"Nngh... what..."

"When you masturbate, Senior... do you ever think about me?"

"...Yeah... why, does that disgust you? Is it dirty?"

"No. I've done it thinking about you too."

"Really? Haaah... honestly, I've wanted to do it with you nonstop since last week. But you'd just broken up with your girlfriend... That night I did it at home thinking about you too. Regretting that I didn't just say yes when you asked me to have sex... But hearing you say that made me so happy. Haaang... look, just having you watch me is making me this wet... haah... look at it... look at my pussy..."

"Even back when I still had a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, I did. Every night, imagining you pinning me down... When I heard you'd broken up, I was so happy I felt my lower belly clench tight... Disgusting, right? You can despise me. I'm that kind of filthy woman..."

The semen I'd sprayed across her was melting, sliding down her body, down her face. Traces of it still clung to her glasses.

With the hand that wasn't rubbing her pussy, she scooped up the cum running down her skin and brought it to her mouth. She even sniffed it. All the while she kept working herself with the other hand—then brought the cum-slicked one down as well, spreading her outer lips wide open.

Putting on a show just for me.

"Junghyeok... suck it... lick my pussy with your tongue..."

Every image I'd ever held of her crumbled completely—but what man alive hates a dirty woman? Especially when she was the senior I'd liked, the one I'd looked up to.

Barely minutes after coming, I felt the blood rushing south again. Still, I wasn't hard enough to just shove it back in yet. I'd take a little more time tormenting her first.

Just as she wanted, I brought my tongue to the parted slit of her pussy and started lapping at her—long, wet strokes.

"Hyaah... yes... harder, stronger... haah... ah, so good... Junghyeok's tongue is on my pussy..."

Her ripe, swollen folds were soaked, dripping freely. I licked her everywhere, savoring the way her body trembled under my tongue.

Thanks to her swallowing my cum, the synchronization rate shot up to twenty-five percent in an instant. Seeing that number only excited me more, and I tormented her even harder.

While I was busy satisfying her, my cock recovered its strength. Still fingering her pussy, I climbed up over her body and pushed myself into her mouth.

With that cool, glasses-framed face of hers, she took me in and started sucking.

"Mmnh... hmpf... nngh... slurp..."

She swallowed down everything—the leftover cum and precum still coating my head, mixed with her own juices. The feel of her tongue and the inside of her mouth was incredible, but deeper than that was a satisfaction that went all the way to my core.

Is this the pleasure of completely subduing that proud senior of mine?

She didn't stop at my cock. She took my balls into her mouth and sucked those too. And then lower still, near my ass...

This woman is seriously dangerous.

An absurd wave of pleasure tore through my entire body. My cock was fully hard again—stiff enough to bury back inside her. I could have finished in her mouth, but I owed her satisfaction too, didn't I?

I started to shift back on top of her—but this time she pushed me sideways and climbed over me instead. I ended up on my back with her straddling my hips. Then she covered my upright shaft with her pussy from above and started grinding up and down along it.

"Nngh... this time... can I do it... my way?"

"Yes."

Whether it was the alcohol or something else entirely that had her half-lidded and drunk on sensation, she mirrored the position I'd taken earlier. Squatting like she was about to pee, she gripped my shaft in her hand and rubbed the tip of my head against her entrance.

She was about to take me in.

"Hyaaaang, it's going in... it's going inside..."

Her pussy softly enveloped me, starting from the very crown of my head and sinking down over the whole length. At last her ass settled onto my thighs.

Cowgirl. Different position, different sensation entirely. She seemed to feel it too—tilting her head back toward the ceiling, panting hard. The way her upper body heaved was obscenely erotic.

"Let me see your face."

I wanted to look at her with those glasses on. At my request she turned that sultry gaze down toward me. The instant our eyes met, her insides clenched hard around me.

"Hrngh, haa, haa... it feels so good... Junghyeok..."

Slowly she lifted her hips—then sank down deep again. She repeated it over and over, building a tower of pleasure. The pace climbed, and the wet slap of flesh on flesh started to fill the room.

To keep our balance our hands found each other, and we laced our fingers together. Like that, I helped her—lifting and dropping my hips in time with hers.

"Hahk... haah... nngh... haa, nngh..."

Maybe a few dozen seconds passed. I could have gone all the way like this, but holding that position for long was too much for her. Her thighs started trembling hard. Eventually her legs gave out and she collapsed down onto me—but she wasn't done. She started rocking and grinding her hips, rolling them with such skill that pinpoint stimulation flooded the tip of my cock. Deep inside her, the head of my dick was grinding fiercely against the mouth of her womb.

"Hah, hah... if you're tired, let's switch again."

"Yeah... haa, haa..."

Exhausted, she slumped forward against me, her face landing on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her back, rolled us onto our sides, and then rose up over her again.

Our positions reversed. I was back on top—the same position I'd first entered her in.

I drove my hips until they felt ready to snap. The wet squelching and the creaking of the bed went on without pause. Having already come once, I needed a little more time. Pouring every last scrap of strength into thrusting, I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

Her walls clamped down hard again—and only then did the urge to come surge back through me.

"Hahk, hahk, S-Senior... can I come inside?"

"Nngh... haah... hng... ah, no... haang..."

Ah, to hell with it.

I couldn't hold back. Sooner or later I was going to end up finishing inside someone. Having that someone be her didn't seem like a bad choice at all.

Maybe I was just rationalizing it—but morning-after pills were easy to get these days. Sure, they weren't great for your health, but I was planning to awaken her starting now, so it'd be fine, right?

I stopped thinking entirely. My brain flooded with the pleasure surging up from between my legs.

Ah, if she gets pregnant, I'll just take responsibility.

"Senior, I'm c-coming. Nngh..."

"Hyaaaaang—!"

Spurt, spurt...

If anything, she wrapped both legs around me at the end. I emptied myself ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠completely inside her. Even afterward I didn't pull out—I just collapsed over her naked body, draping myself across her.

My weight had to be crushing her like this, but I wanted to stay just a little longer. It felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like every blood vessel in my body had been drained of energy.

"Haa, haa... you idiot... haa, haa..."

"Hah, hah... I'm sorry."

"Haa... whoo... don't apologize. Well? Did it feel good inside me?"

"What about you, Senior?"

Neither of us answered. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠We just looked at each other's exhausted faces and smiled. I slid off her body and lay beside her on the bed, and together we stared up at the ceiling.

Our ragged breathing gradually slowed. The pleasure faded without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

Incredible. Sure, we'd gone two rounds back to back—but I never expected it to blow past sixty percent in an instant.

Does this mean I have to finish inside the others too? Would a condom still work? Or do I have to calculate their cycles and fuck them raw on schedule?

A grim premonition told me that if I just followed my instincts, I was headed straight for a hell party. Still—I'd found a clue toward one hundred percent synchronization. I'd have to try it again next time.

The second sex with Senior ends, and I'm already thinking about the other girls. Yeah. I really am garbage.

I needed to make money and secure my position, fast. Create ten or twenty S-class mana slaves, send them into dungeons to haul in cash, and live easy myself. I'd only had these powers for about two weeks. No need to rush. One step at a time.

Senior and I lay there in silence for a long while.

We're going to catch a cold like this... Covered in sweat and cum, we really ought to wash up... but I can't get any strength into my body.

Forgetting entirely that I still needed to awaken her, I just stared blankly at nothing—and drifted off to sleep.

And in what felt like an instant, morning arrived.

"S-Senior? Wh-what are you doing first thing in the morning?"

She had my cock in her mouth and was sucking it. I wasn't some teenager having wet dreams—I'd opened my eyes thinking maybe I'd come in my sleep, only to find her between my legs making wet candy-sucking sounds.

I'd passed out just like that last night. Had she fallen asleep with me? Or...

She was dressed, at least—though whether she'd put the clothes on this morning or not, I had no idea.

"Nngh..."

This senior of mine...

I have to go to work!

What time even is it?

"Senior, nngh... what are you..."

"Mmnh... hmpf... slurp... suck. Haa, haa... did that feel good? It's always been a fantasy of mine. Waking my boyfriend up in the morning by sucking him off."

She even still had her glasses on. In the sunlight I could see the smudges on the lenses—still stained with my cum from last night.

Is this what it feels like to be a company chairman getting morning service from his secretary? Am I supposed to be enjoying this...?

You really never know people. To think she'd been hiding a sex drive this powerful all along. Six months at the same company, countless meals together, even relationship counseling—and I'd had no idea.

Sigh...

Still. I had something I needed to do.

I looked down at her—glasses on, staring up at me from between my legs—and said it again.

"Senior. Do you want to become an Awoken?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? Still half-asleep? Was my mouth not enough?"

"No. It felt great. I feel completely drained first thing in the morning, but anyway—want to become an Awoken? I'll make you one."

"What, are you about to say something weird? Become your personal Awoken, some cringey line like that?"

That reaction was only natural. If anything, it proved she was a normal person.

I reached out, cupped both cheeks of the woman looking up at me from above my precious equipment, and leaned in for a kiss. She closed her eyes—but the memory of her just having swallowed my cum made me change course at the last second. I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead instead.

And at the same time, I made my choice.

I spent the point without hesitation. I had sixty-one of them anyway.

The moment I selected YES, something strange happened to her body. Scalding heat erupted from her entire frame, like steam off a clothes iron. Startled, I scrambled back toward the edge of the bed and pulled my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠legs in. Staying close felt like a sure way to get burned.

"Hyaaaaah—!"

She clutched at herself and screamed. With that searing vapor pouring off her body, the pain had to be unbearable. I was worried sick about her, but I couldn't bring myself to get any closer.

Her whole body flushed a deep red, and water droplets ran down over her skin. Whether it was sweat or condensation from the heat, I couldn't tell.

Dozens of seconds crawled by.

"Senior! Senior, are you okay?"

She lay collapsed on the bed, gasping for air. The flush drained from her skin, returning it to its normal color. I moved closer and carefully touched a finger to her body.

She had become an Awoken.

But her position overlaps with Baek Hwayeon's?

A mage or a tank would have been better, but there was nothing I could do about it. It wasn't even decided yet whether she'd be joining me on dungeon expeditions.

And this wasn't the end. Now I had to push her mana all the way to its limit.

"H-hey... what just happened..."

Ah... before that, I should probably explain to her what just went on.