Keep Your Lower Belly Empty

Han Do-yoon racked his brain, dredging up the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠memories. The woman who had tried to kill him with venomous eyes, a face twisted in rage, baring teeth stained with blood. Now, she was spreading her legs wide, mounting his cock and lewdly shaking her hips. Those sharp, murderous eyes had melted away, spilling tears of joy. The mouth that had spewed curses too vile to repeat was now belting out bitchy moans, drool spilling from her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lips. In her final moments back then, her chest had been torn wide open, but now it leaked enticing milk, radiating motherhood. The guilt-ridden farewell that had squeezed his heart was gone without a trace; her pussy clenched around his glans, grinding her cunt as if vowing never to let go again.

"Hngh… sob, hnng… please, love me♡"

If this wasn't love, then what was? She was a woman demanding endless affection, like a gaping hole in his chest.

Her pussy juices flowed down, filling the wrinkles of his ballsack and weaving sticky webs… much like the tangled mess of their relationship.

"Can you only look at me?"

"From now on… I'll only look at you♡"

He reached out to the jiggling tits swaying before his eyes. Pinching the tip of her nipple between thumb and forefinger, tormenting it, made milk squirt out in bursts. Her hips didn't stop; Estelle slammed his cock into her favorite spots… The more she enjoyed it, the better it felt for him too.

"Heeek! Ugh, eek! Hoo… eek, c-cumming♡!"

Estelle's pussy, ravaging his cock wildly, began spasming irregularly. She'd been barely holding back the pleasure surging between her legs, but when her climaxing tits smothered his face, his limit hit.

"Oghhh… haaaah! N-nooo! Hngh… ahh♡"

While sucking greedily on her nipple, he grabbed her ass, halting her movements. Lost in the dizzying afterglow of her peak, she felt his cock slip out of her pussy with a wet pop, leaving her gasping, breathless—like a hole punched in her lungs.

But… that hole was quickly filled again.

"Kkehk♡"

Her body was treated like a toy. From below, Han Do-yoon thrust up into her pussy. His hands gripped her ass cheeks, spreading them wide to prevent escape. He sucked her nipple until it hurt. The reddened, swollen bud sprayed white liquid everywhere, as if protesting the pain.

"Ehk, kek… hee, haang… j-just let me rest a bit… haang♡"

Han Do-yoon was at his limit too. Tormenting her nipple fiercely, he pounded with full force—thwack, thwack—so hard it felt like he'd punch through her womb.

-Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

-Squelch, squelch, squelch

-Sluuuurp, sluuuurp… spiiiish!

Her hypersensitive pussy quivered, sucking inward with a vacuum seal. When he could no longer hold back the pleasure from his groin, Han Do-yoon yanked her fleeing body tight against him and unleashed.

"L-let go! I-I'm gonna cum… hngaaaaah♡♡♡"

-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

-Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze!

"Hahk, hahk, haaah…."

The familiar sensation of her womb filling to the brim. His thick semen defiling her insides created the illusion of a deep soul connection. Estelle felt more satisfied than ever. It was as if the reason she'd chased the star for so long had finally been fulfilled.

Aah… my beloved…♡

Her pussy twitched, implanting his seed. Estelle stroked the star in her arms like a baby, rubbing their cheeks together.

"Hngaaaang… baby… my baby…♡"

Han Do-yoon closed his eyes, basking in the afterglow. Hearing her cute voice and feeling her caresses made his half-soft cock stir back to life.

Even if she's just using me.

If she loved him like this, wasn't it only right to repay her in kind?

He switched positions with the pudding-melted Estelle. Seeing the semen dribbling out of her pussy made him harden further.

"This position… i-it's embarrassing♡"

Han Do-yoon grabbed her ass and forced her legs apart. Her swollen labia and asshole, slick with milky fluid, came into view. Aiming his glans at the steaming hole, her hips moved first.

"Hnguuuup…♡"

Fucking her from behind felt like forced rape. The insertion ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠angle gave a different tightness than before. Estelle flailed her legs, squealing heeek, kekhk, squeak.

"Ah, it's… harder than before… hngk, ah, aaah♡"

Her pancake-flattened tits caught his eye. Thrusting his hips, he slipped a hand into the soft bed of her chest to torment her nipples. His tongue licked the sweat-slick ridge of her spine. Her gray hair tickled his nose, her scent fueling his arousal.

"N-no, nooo♡, if you do it like this… I-I'll feel even ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠moooore♡"

-Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

-Slurp, chuuup, squiiish.

-Spluuurt, spluuurt, spiiiish!

"Cum in me… cum inside… until I'm pregnant, hngk… y-you're so mean… why only now for me…♡"

Her ass turned red. As his second climax built, Han Do-yoon lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder. Their inner thighs ground roughly together. Her prominent clit rubbed against his coarse pubes, heightening her excitement. His balls slapped her asshole, jolting her brain.

"Nnghaaaah♡… th-this position♡ huge cock… hnguuu♡"

Unable to hold back, Estelle's hands clawed his back, nails raking skin. Han Do-yoon climaxed too. Thwack, splat! As if proving how much he loved her in this moment, he erupted.

-Gurgle! Spurt! Spluuuurt! Splurt!

"Heuk, uuk! Haaaah."

"Haaaang… too tight, feels too gooood, hnguuut… amaaazing♡♡♡"

Her pussy contracted like it was sucking out every drop. Drained, Han Do-yoon collapsed onto her. Their sweat-soaked, feverish skins pressed together… no discomfort, just sharing warmth as they kissed.

Slurp, slurp. Pulling his cock from her stuffed pussy made milky fluid gush out with a spluuuurt.

"You came so much…♡"

"Eek♡ If you lick it now… I'll get hard again…♡"

"Better than that woman, right?"

"Uaaah…."

Estelle's mouth engulfed his glans, drawing a dumb groan from Han Do-yoon.

After sleeping the night away, Estelle was gone. A single note lay on the bedside table—nothing special. Just that she had business at the tower and left first.

…What a diligent woman, he thought, changing clothes and leaving her place.

Things with Estelle are settled for now… Time to focus on climbing for a while.

He couldn't forget about Karia either… Just how broken was she for Isana to say something like that? Worry gnawed at him. He needed to check on her before it got irreparable.

Ah, I should've grabbed the exoskeleton materials yesterday and started work right away.

Han Do-yoon was an alchemist, not a craftsman. The mechanical parts of the exoskeleton needed a skilled artisan. He only added magical effects to finished products.

He headed to Summer's Grand Triangle first. The exoskeleton wasn't even his original design—it was his master's blueprint he'd completed—so she might have advice on materials.

"You've been staying out a lot lately?"

"…Busy with this and that."

"I took you in on the condition of providing food and shelter… but think a little about your live-in housemate."

"Were you waiting for me last night by any chance?"

"Waiting? …."

Evelyn sighed deeply before continuing.

"Yeah. I set the table and waited for you to come home. Like some wife pining for her husband."

Feeling guilty, Han Do-yoon approached her.

I turned my 'master' into a woman; I have to take responsibility.

"Wh-what are you doing s-suddenly…."

Evelyn weakly resisted as her disciple pulled her into an embrace… but she yielded to the touch soothing her loneliness.

"Y-you idiot… don't do this… what if someone sees? We're teacher and disciple."

"No one's here… come on, you were lonely, right? Sorry."

"Uuu…."

Her cheeks puffed cutely, so he kissed her, ravaging roughly. Perhaps clinging to her dignity as a teacher, her tongue resisted.

"N-no… it's still daytime…♡ Smack, slurp… haa♡"

After minutes of devouring her mouth, he stopped.

Doing this in broad daylight is a problem.

He wasn't some sex-crazed beast… Plus, he hadn't showered since last night. If it led naturally to that, even inexperienced Evelyn would notice something was up.

Pulling away, a string of saliva stretched between them. Her pale skin flushed red; she averted her blue eyes, sounding disappointed.

"Eh… stopping here?"

"Feels like we do it every time our eyes meet lately."

"Th-that's true… later then… no, nothing."

Estelle brushed her disheveled blonde hair behind her ear, trying to compose herself. Though her panties were already soaked and nipples erect.

"Your mana circle seems fine now?"

"Mostly recovered… thanks for putting up with me."

"So, no need for me anymore?"

"…Don't joke."

Her teacher snapped, sounding angry.

"After what you did to me, you're not thinking of pretending it never happened, are you?"

Her old sharpness flashed; Han Do-yoon flinched involuntarily.

"S-sorry."

"…Never say anything disappointing like that again."

Evelyn changed the subject to ease the awkward air.

"…Follow me. I have something for you."

"Related to that personal research on memory collection?"

"Later… First, I made something because I was worried about you."

Following the nape of her white neck into the workshop. On the workbench sat a familiar 'creation'.

"This is…."

His teacher beat him to it.

With her mana circle restored, she'd prioritized her disciple's needs. The exoskeleton he'd wanted was complete.

"…To control the Last Wish's recoil, it seemed too burdensome on your body, so I made this."

"I was thinking the same… Mana conduction rune circuits engraved, huh."

"As expected, you see it right away?"

That 'as expected' carried meaning. Han Do-yoon pondered it before continuing.

"Adamantium alloy frame, servo actuators and hydraulic pistons at joints, shape-memory polymer composite layers… Gonna use a ton of mana."

"Reducing energy consumption is key. Even with endless mana stones, it won't last… It's for you to use, so treat it as homework and solve it."

Han Do-yoon tried on the exoskeleton. Not too bulky, it fit under clothes. Gears and pistons whirred; the intricate enchantment runes responded to every motion.

Mana issue's basically solved.

Taking a deep breath, he summoned his mana circle. The pitch-black, corrupted circle from devouring the supernova Betelgeuse—infinite mana at the cost of physical growth—finally showed its max efficiency.

"Shooting range is ready."

Evelyn snapped her fingers; targets appeared in one corner of the workshop.

Drawing the Last Wish and firing took about a second. Bang, bang, baaang… The twelve mana bullets in the cylinder emptied in just over six seconds.

…All dead-center hits.

Excitement bubbled in his chest. He wanted to revel in the exoskeleton's power right now.

"I'll head to the tower. Back before sunset… so keep your lower belly empty."

"Eh, huh?"

His palm pressed her lower belly. Realizing the implication, Evelyn pouted.

"…I have to pee right now."