EP.25 Level 4 - Study If You Don't Know (9)
I only thrust once while pretending to toss and turn in my sleep. But even that was enough to make her squirt and cum like crazy. That just shows how good it felt for her. Hell, once she came to her senses, she even started pistoning on her own. Even if I just lay there playing possum, her pussy clung to me all sticky and vigorous, milking me for all it was worth. It was still an onahole that delivered sensations so intense it felt like my dick might rip right off.
Her toned body slapped against mine with lewd, wet smacks echoing through the room. And the beastly groans spilling from the source of those sounds were downright filthy. Every time I shifted a little to tweak the angle, her moans changed pitch—like playing a fucking instrument. It was pretty entertaining.
"Hngak♡ Ohoot♡ Hieut♡"
Whoa, fuck. This bitch is insane. No matter how you slice it, I never planned on banging in the office. If someone walks in now, we're screwed.
"Darling!"
"Heung♡ Hak♡ Haak♡"
Shit, talk about timing. Why the hell did someone actually barge in right as I thought that?
Of course, as long as it doesn't hit the CCTV, I can wipe the memory with my trait. But this shit's bad for the heart.
"Wh-what the...? Is that Yurim's voice?"
"Heuk♡ Cumming♡♡"
Yep, that's her voice, alright.
Ayoung started slowly making her way toward the source of the noise. No way she wouldn't notice this. Sure, the body's hidden under the desk, but the symphony blaring from inside might as well be a live sex show soundtrack.
Back when Ayoung was clueless about sex, she might've brushed it off. But she's got the basics down now, so no dice.
"Yu-Yurim?"
"Ohok♡ Ohoook♡ Pussy feels so gooood♡"
Ah, fuck it. I can't hold back anymore. As I shuddered like I was about to blow, Yeo Yurim noticed and pressed her body flush against mine. The instant I felt my glans bury into her womb, I unleashed a powerful load.
Spurt! Spluuurt!
Being my first of the day, it was even more than last time. A thick wave of pleasure hit me, followed by that floaty, euphoric haze. So this is what it feels like to get milked while totally relaxed.
"Uooht♡ Womb♡"
Right. Come to think of it, I set the semen sensitivity the same as the dick itself—telling it not to detach at the end, cranked up to like 10x.
"Hyeak♡ Hiyook♡"
"Y-Yurim. What the hell...? Did you... rape Darling?"
Oh? Ayoung's picking up that kinda lingo now? Where'd she learn that?
Thinking about it, she's been teaming up with Jeong-ah lately. Probably picked it up from her.
Problem is, Yeo Yurim's in no state to give a damn right now. She's already hit double digits in orgasms today, and the boiling womb sensation from my heightened-sensitivity cum would fry any coherent thoughts. She was too busy soaking the floor as she came over and over.
"Darling, you okay? Wake up!"
"Ahh, slept great."
I got up, threw on my clothes properly, and retrieved the cameras I'd set up earlier. Just in case, I'd placed them at multiple angles—and they captured perfect footage. Yurim's gonna love watching this once she snaps out of it.
"Darling, Yurim totally fucked you in your sleep!"
"Ayoung, that phrasing sounds off coming from you... Say it like you normally would."
Jeong-ah's rubbing off on her bad. And Jeong-ah's been busy dungeon crawling lately—how'd she corrupt her that fast? Wait, Ayoung did mention dropping by Jeong-ah's after her raid wrapped yesterday.
"Calm down. It's within expectations. Still, I did get raped, right?"
"Right?"
Sure, I've fucked Yeo Yurim plenty. But I always checked her consent first. So that was consensual, at worst sexual harassment. Never crossed into rape territory.
But this? Straight-up rape. Leak this vid and go #MeToo, and we'd have headlines plastering "B-rank Hunter Ms. Yeo" everywhere.
Not that I'd actually do it.
It'd just be leverage to keep her from snitching on me. Yoo Chaerin's already my shield, but tying my team to her for real in the hunter world? Gotta ditch that ASAP. If she ever targets me by mistake, game over.
"Ayoung, can you dress her properly, clean her up, and dump her on the rooftop?"
She's stronger than me anyway. Yeah, I'm a level 4 Awakener. Handling an 8-level physical enhancement hunter body is no joke. And I know that from experience—legendary stuff.
"Just lay her down?"
"She'll wake up soon, but I've still got work."
Training Yurim is training, but manager duties are manager duties. Hunter-related stuff keeps society stable, so it demands caution and precision. Truth is, it's mostly to avoid the higher-ups bitching if shit hits the fan.
In a stabilized society like now, fuckups rarely cause disasters. Dungeon detection's at 99%, clears are standardized with high success rates, and even failures have 90%+ survival. Case closed.
Still, undetected breaks or misjudged difficulties wipe parties sometimes. Government's like, "Not our fault—handle it right."
"This should shut 'em up."
Even I think it's solid, so the bosses who nod at my iffy stuff will eat it up. If a hunter fucks up in the dungeon after this guideline? Their problem. Even Yurim, who hates my guts, respects my materials enough to use 'em properly.
"Ahh, nice weather."
Perfect rooftop fuck weather now that it's warming up. Still a bit chilly, but the strong sun made it feel fine.
As I stepped out thinking that, Yeo Yurim stared at me, face beet red.
You're the type who remembers even after passing out, huh. Good thing hunters don't get hangovers—booze blackouts would have her wrecking beds the next day. Then again, raping the manager she despises while lost in lust? I'd off myself the second the memory hit.
"Hey, Ms. Yeo Yurim."
"...What."
"By coincidence, I have a video of you raping me. What do you think?"
"........."
Simple edit job—cut and splice based on her movements. Looks like straight-up concept porn to anyone. Hell, if this ain't porn, real porn deserves a cry.
"Fucking crazy... crazy bitch..."
She watched the clip I sent, self-loathing at first. Then she got sucked in, mesmerized.
Makes sense. Seeing herself that blissed-out must be trippy.
"Hey, Ms. Yeo Yurim."
"What."
"Got something to say."
"Spit it out."
But I wasn't letting her zone out on the vid. Time to dismantle the Yoo Chaerin shield.
"Truth is, the 'Yoo Chaerin backing me' thing was a lie."
"What?"
"Hallucination. Haven't tangled with her since that incident—avoiding it on purpose."
Work-related, unavoidable. But no needless personal meetups. That's for after I'm strong enough to trait her.
"Th-then those videos?"
"Just for fun. Yours is only the sleep-rape one from when you were out."
"........."
"Leak it as #MeToo and it'd be a show, right?"
She could deny it if it spread. Claim my powers forced it once revealed. But her rep tanks, while I lose mana at worst. She wins? Nah.
"I'd lose public image, but you'd get your mana stripped at minimum. I come out ahead?"
"True."
She knew that, hit it first. Doesn't think I'd overlook basics. Knows I'm thorough, even if we hate each other.
"Check your tailbone."
"Now what's this?"
I wouldn't bluff with just that. Using her doubt in my prep as double bind.
"Secret."
"Hey."
"Spoils the fun if I tell. Curious? Report me for real."
Nothing fancy. Just turns red when she cums. But my style screams "something's rigged," scaring her off reporting.
"Haa, fine. No reporting, no talking about you?"
"Yeah. If my awakening leaks, labs drag me off?"
"...Yeah, never heard of a male Awakener."
Yurim stayed surprisingly chill, agreeing calmly. No real beef to fight over.
We weren't always at odds. Went south when I kept cockblocking her bullying.
"In return, I got a favor."
"Turning blackmail into a deal, huh."
Can't fight leverage, so flip it for gain. Smart, calm call.
But I wanna torment her more, so if it's "don't bully," I'd—
"Let's fuck."
"What?"
Did I hear wrong? Can't track her brain anymore.
Fuck? Suddenly?
"Wait, what?"
"You like it too, right?"
"Sure, but... you're normal now."
No sensitivity boosts, no pleasure wipes, no orgasm blocks. Pure normal thinking.
"You know I hate you?"
"Duh."
Dunno when or why it started. But her bullying and attitude scream it.
And now fuck me out of nowhere?
"Hated admitting it. That sex with a guy like you felt good."
"I see."
"Know it's your weird shit, but I need proof."
"Ah."
Got it. She wants to confirm our sex felt good only because of Study If You Don't Know. Test without it for comparison.
"And if it still feels good? I'm that great?"
"Nah."
"Then?"
"Your dick's just good."
Ah, yeah...