I Want to Masturbate
I’d been invited by Senior A-rang!
Not just anyone—Senior A-rang herself!
Even hours later the invitation still hadn’t faded from my mind. I stood there staring blankly at the officetel that had appeared in front of me.
I’d been here a few times as an avatar, but standing in front of the place where she actually lived, in my real body, felt completely different.
Becoming a B-class hunter really did change how you lived. Compared to my crumbling, barely-holding-together studio, this sleek high-rise soaring into the sky was in a whole different league. I swallowed hard.
So why does this feel so weird? I’ve been here before, even if it was just as an avatar. It didn’t feel like this then.
Back then I’d only seen the inside. Maybe that was it.
Or maybe it was because Senior A-rang had invited me herself.
The inside… the inside…? Hmm… what is it?
Something felt like it was on the tip of my tongue. I tilted my head, trying to pin it down, when Senior A-rang—already walking ahead—suddenly twisted around to look at me.
“What are you doing? Keep up.”
“Huh? Oh, yeah…”
“You little shit… nervous? It’s just a girl’s place. What’s there to get worked up about? You’re more tense now than when that train bastard was right in front of you. You’re a guy, aren’t you?!”
“S-Senior, you’re the one stuttering! You’re pouring sweat too—whoa?!”
“Shut it and get over here!”
She grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the elevator. I stole a sideways glance at her.
She glanced back at the exact same moment, and our eyes met.
“Wh-what! Why?!”
“Nothing, just… really, I’m nervous.”
“If this is enough to make you nervous, how the hell are you ever gonna get married? Go cut your dick off already!”
“I’ll just marry you, Senior.”
“Wh-what the hell are you saying?! More importantly… ahem… don’t you dare make fun of me.”
“Huh? Me? What would I even make fun of?”
Was inviting me over that big a deal?
Sure, she’d brought me here for dirty reasons, but was it something I could tease her about?
I genuinely didn’t get it and kept tilting my head. Senior A-rang chewed her lip for a second before speaking.
“I… I never thought I’d be bringing a guy home, okay? So I didn’t clean a single thing. It’s a total mess.”
“Eh, it’s fine. How bad could it—”
Huh?
Something was trying to surface. Something the nervousness had buried.
—Ding-dong~ 11th floor.
“We’re here. Follow me.”
“Ah, Senior, wait—?!”
“Quiet! Just hurry up…!!”
I was right on the edge of remembering, but there was no chance to say “Can we wait a second?” Not when she still had me by the collar and was hauling me straight to the door.
“I’m telling you again—don’t you dare laugh. Just so you know, this is your fault. You’re the one who said you wanted to use my tits today, so I didn’t have time to clean before dragging you over.”
“Clean… clean… wait—?!”
It hit me.
A lightbulb went off in my head, and cold sweat started pouring down my back.
Meanwhile Senior A-rang was already punching in the door-lock code.
2580. A password so simple it was almost cute. She opened Pandora’s box without a second thought.
Rumble-rumble-rumble—!!
The second the door swung open, a landslide of trash came roaring straight at me. I disappeared under the avalanche.
“Aaaagh?!”
“Shit, I was gonna tidy up a little this morning before I left! Hey! I’m warning you—if you make fun of me for this I’ll kill you!”
“I don’t even care about teasing you—please just let me clean your room!”
“Hey! You don’t have to beg that hard… fine, I’ll help.”
About two hours later I was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking around Senior A-rang’s place.
It looked brand-new.
When a current B-class hunter and a C-class (well, officially still D-class) hunter put their full power into sweeping and scrubbing, a mere mountain of trash never stood a chance.
I glanced over the spots that had been buried under garbage piles just a little while ago. Now the place finally looked like somewhere a human actually lived. A satisfied smile spread across my face—the kind you only get after a job well done—and I flopped backward onto the bed.
“Yeah. This is it. This is how people live. This is a place for humans…!!”
We’d turned a beast’s den into a proper home.
And not just any home—Senior A-rang’s home. The senior I’d always looked up to.
That alone kept the proud smile stuck on my face.
The satisfaction was so thick I almost forgot the original reason I’d come over was to do filthy things with her chest.
And right then—
“Ah, this bastard’s already rolling around on the sheets and blanket I just changed, soaking them in his sweat stink. Marking territory or what?”
“Wait, you already finished showering…? What are you doing with your phone? Were you filming me?”
“Obviously. I was recording you going ‘Senior A-rang’s bed!’ and burying your face in it, sniffing like a dog, so I could tease you with it later.”
“That’s just mean.”
“What’s mean is you turning my bed into a sweat swamp.”
“Why? I’m giving you the chance to get all worked up sniffing my scent.”
“Chance my ass. There’s not a single thing you won’t say.”
She’d told me to wait while she showered real quick, and true to her word she was already done—wearing nothing but a bathrobe. She clicked her tongue, tossed her phone onto the bed beside me, and said,
“Anyway, hurry up and shower. I’ll be drying my hair.”
“Be right back. Oh, can I borrow some panties—”
“Don’t even joke and get your ass in there!”
“Heheh, okay, okay, just kidding.”
When she looked ready to throw the wolf-shaped mood lamp at me, I laughed and bolted for the bathroom.
Ssssshhhhhh—
“That little shit, teasing his senior like that…”
I’d even praised him for doing a good job cleaning, but maybe I’d gone too easy on him.
I put the mood lamp back where it belonged instead of throwing it at Seung-yong, then dropped onto the bed.
“…”
I rolled over a few times until the deep dent in the sheets and blanket came into view.
The exact spot he’d been lying in just a moment ago.
“What? Giving me the chance to sniff his sweat?”
Coming from someone who’d been living in a garbage dump until two hours ago, it was rich—but still. This cocky junior really treated his senior like dirt.
What was I supposed to do when he’d soaked the sheets like that?
“Does that brat even know how bad he smells? He’s been wearing that heavy armor all day, playing tug-of-war with that train bastard, and then he pumped that handcar all the way here. He must’ve been swimming in sweat…”
And knowing that, he still rubbed his sweaty body all over my bed?
Arrogant little bastard. I muttered it while shooting a glare toward the bathroom, yet my face kept drifting closer to the crater in the sheets.
“I need to know how bad it is so I can decide how hard to punish him. Yeah. That’s all. Definitely not… definitely not so I can do anything weird while smelling him.”
It pissed me off that I was playing right into his hands, but if I was going to scold him I needed a proper reason.
Sniff-sniff—
I buried my nose in the dented sheet and took a deep breath.
“Huh? This kid’s sweat smells… better than I expected?”
It definitely smelled, but somehow it made you want to keep smelling it. Strangely addictive.
Like the scent of a puppy’s paw pads.
“Is this what they call a male’s scent? Something about it… mm… something… wild. It’s… kind of hot…”
Every inhale made my belly—no, my womb—throb. It was ridiculously lewd.
“Don’t tell me this bastard knew he smelled this sexy and said that on purpose? Wait, but earlier I didn’t notice it much… hmmm.”
I still didn’t fully get it, but one thing was clear: this junior was way more cunning than he looked.
There was a limit to how cocky a weak junior could be. Trying to seduce his senior—trying to seduce me, Cheon A-rang—was crossing the line.
“Come to think of it, earlier too. Who told him to hug me like that? Who told him to crush me against him like a real man? I asked him to help pull the train, and he just casually back-hugged me and got his own fill…♡”
Remembering the straining sounds he’d made behind me made it feel a little unfair to accuse him, but the scent teasing my nose kept pushing me to accuse him anyway.
Even his sweat smelled just like him—arrogant and infuriating.
Before I realized it my hands had opened the bathrobe, and while my mind replayed every one of his crimes, my fingers slowly parted the hair between my legs.
But I was already too deep in his dirty scheme to stop. I kept replaying his misdeeds in my head while greedily filling my nose with his scent.
“And this morning in the bathroom… the way he sucked my pussy so hard, so roughly… ahh♡”
After a few shivers while breathing him in, my fingertips finally found a little bean.
Indiana Jones exploring the mystical jungle of my pussy hair had finally discovered the temple of my clit and cunt.
The moment I registered it, one pure desire slammed into me.
I wanted to masturbate.
I wanted to finger my pussy with my junior’s sweat as the side dish.
A filthy urge I couldn’t fight.
“B-but first…!”
I swallowed hard, froze every movement, and listened carefully.
Ssssshhhhhh—
“…♡”
I raised my ass high and pinched my clit between thumb and forefinger like a bean between chopsticks, then tugged.
“Hnnngh♡ Seduced his senior with sweat… so cocky… so fucking cocky…♡”
Squelch…♡ Squelch…♡
My other hand was already forcing my folds open, letting cool air into the steam-bath heat of my cunt like I was ventilating a room.
“Hss—haah, gotta finish fast… fast… gotta show some composure as the older one…♡”
What face would Seung-yong make if he walked in on me like this?
How hard would that cocky junior laugh if he caught his senior fingering herself?
“Heh♡ Just imagining it makes my face burn with shame…♡”
Finish one before he comes back.
With that thought I used his sweat scent as seasoning and mercilessly tormented my clit and pussy, biting back moans every time the dizzy pleasure shot up my spine.
And then—
“Hnnnnngh♡ I-I’m coming… using junior’s sweat as a side dish… fingering myself and coming…♡”
Pshhhhh—♡
My urethra opened the floodgates and sprayed a tiny tide across the sheets at the same moment my mind went white.
“Haah♡ D-done… now, hurry and clean up… then lie here naked like nothing happened…♡”
—Senior! Which one’s the shampoo?!
“H-huh?”
Wait, he hasn’t even washed his hair yet?
My lips stretched into a long grin as I answered.
“Th-the black one! The black one’s the shampoo! Use the black one!”
—There’s more than one black bottle!
“J-just use the black one… the black one…♡”
—I’m saying there are multiple black ones! This is conditioner… this is… shit! They’re all empty!
“Are you deaf…? Use the black one, hnn♡”
Squelch-squelch…♡
Another sweet jolt raced down my spine. Before Seung-yong came out I came three more times.