Chapter 126
Chapter 126
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 126
Chapter Title: A Good Deed
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"I'll walk you back to your quarters."
Instead of answering, Han Yu-ra just gave a small nod. The 'Tracking Arrow' skill, which let her manipulate the arrow's trajectory in real time, drained her stamina like nothing else. Even after firing just one shot, she felt utterly spent, like every ounce of energy had been sucked out of her body.
As Kim Joo-hyuk carried her in his arms, Han Yu-ra's mind swirled with tangled thoughts.
Her body was definitely exhausted. But her mind was clearer and sharper than ever. She wasn't so worn out that she couldn't walk on her own. She could manage just fine by herself. Still, Han Yu-ra didn't bother saying any of that out loud.
The closer they got to her quarters, the faster her heart began to pound.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
'He's definitely going to do it... right?'
She could picture what was coming next. Kim Joo-hyuk wasn't the type to just drop her off at her door and leave like a gentleman. In a few minutes, she'd be pinned under him again, crying out like some animal in heat.
Realizing that made her face burn hot.
The problem lay elsewhere.
'What do I do... I haven't showered since the hunt.'
Her whole body was drenched in sweat. The thought of him seeing her like this, filthy and gross, filled her with shame.
'Should I ask if I can wash up first?'
But she couldn't bring herself to say it. Mentioning a shower right now would make it obvious she knew exactly what was about to happen.
'Will it look like I'm overthinking this? No, of course I have to think about it! But... I don't want to show it.'
Han Yu-ra didn't want to come across like she was eagerly anticipating sex with him, all ready and waiting.
Her head felt like it might explode. While she agonized over this impossible dilemma for what felt like the hundredth time, she suddenly realized they were already standing in front of her quarters.
'Ah...'
Kim Joo-hyuk used her hand to disarm the lock, then opened the door and carried her inside. He gently laid her down on the bed.
The unexpectedly tender touch left Han Yu-ra bewildered.
'No way... he's not going to touch me tonight?'
But that hope shattered in an instant. Kim Joo-hyuk climbed onto the bed and began stripping off her gear, piece by piece.
'In the end... it's happening.'
His hands moved without hesitation. He deftly removed her armor, then unbuttoned the blouse she wore underneath, one button at a time.
Han Yu-ra desperately kept up the act of being unconscious. She focused on keeping her breathing steady and her body limp.
With her eyes closed, every sensation of her clothes being peeled away felt sharper than ever. And that's why, the moment the back of his hand brushed lightly against her breast, her nipple stiffened on its own, swelling up hard.
'Oh god, please... stop...'
She prayed desperately, but it was no use—her nipple was already fully erect, beyond her control.
Finally, with a soft pop, the last button on her blouse came undone, fully exposing her breasts to him.
"......"
Han Yu-ra prayed he wouldn't notice. Maybe her prayers worked, because Kim Joo-hyuk said nothing as he moved his hands to her skirt.
'Whew...'
She felt like she'd aged ten years in that moment. But she couldn't relax completely yet. She heard the zipper on her leather skirt rasp down, felt the elastic of her panties slide past her thighs.
She was completely naked before him now.
The realization made her heart hammer like it was about to burst.
Whether from the cool air in the room or something else, a chill trembled through her groin. She nearly moved her thighs without thinking and froze, slowly, very slowly, relaxing the tension in them.
'...What the hell is he doing?'
Unlike her expectation that he'd start groping her right away, Kim Joo-hyuk just kept her waiting.
With her eyes still closed, she had no idea where he was looking or what he was doing. All she could do was wait for his next move.
How much time passed like that? Finally, his hand touched her face—or rather, it was a warm, damp cloth.
"......?"
His touch was soft and careful. He gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and face, then trailed down her neck.
Wherever the warm cloth passed, her tension melted away like snow.
When his hand moved to her chest, Han Yu-ra held her breath again. Every time the cloth followed the curve of her swollen breast, her heart pounded fiercely.
'...Ngh.'
The pressure of his palm through the cloth. So different from his usual playful roughness—her body heated up under that gentle touch.
It was just an innocent motion, but her skin reacted with unnatural sensitivity, tingling unbearably. Each time, she bit her lip to stifle any moan that might escape.
After wiping her upper chest completely, his hand paused as it started to move lower.
"Hm? Why are your nipples so hard?"
His innocent curiosity made her heart sink. Pretending to be unconscious, she couldn't respond. All she could do was lie there like a corpse, enduring the shame burning her face.
It was more like he was talking to himself than asking her, because he silently finished wiping her breasts.
Then his hands moved to her lower body. Han Yu-ra tensed up again. But once more, her expectations were off.
Just like always, he meticulously cleaned the sweat from her thighs and calves. He didn't touch her groin or anus at all. Even so, she stayed on edge, just in case... until the end.
"Get some good rest, Yu-ra. You did great today."
Kim Joo-hyuk pulled the blanket over her, gave her forehead a light kiss, then turned and left the room.
* Click. The door shut behind him.
Left alone, Han Yu-ra stared blankly at the ceiling for a long while.
"He left? For real??"
She couldn't believe it. Kim Joo-hyuk had actually left. After stripping her naked. After wiping down her entire sweaty body. After that gentle kiss on her forehead, he'd just walked out.
Han Yu-ra slowly sat up. The room was empty. She closed her eyes and strained to sense any presence nearby, but there was nothing.
He was gone. Really gone.
"Haa......"
A long sigh escaped her as all her tension drained away, leaving her body limp.
"What the hell was I hoping for?"
The moment she asked herself that, a wave of uncontrollable shame crashed over her.
Deep down, she'd thought Kim Joo-hyuk would fuck her. And why not? Ever since he'd taken her once during that raid, they hadn't had full sex even once.
He'd grope her breasts lightly or tease her ass plenty of times—plenty of sexual harassment—but it had never escalated to the real thing.
Silence filled the room.
Without realizing it, Han Yu-ra's hand drifted slowly toward the inside of her thigh.
Her skin burned hot. Her flesh trembled faintly. She didn't want to admit it, but her body craved Kim Joo-hyuk.
Her fingers inched toward that most private spot. Slick and scorching with heat.
Just before her fingers touched her pussy, she froze.
"I'm insane, insane, insane!! Han Yu-ra, what the fuck are you doing...!?"
Self-loathing surged through her. If she missed his touch that much, she could just go to his quarters like all those other girls he used to satisfy his lust.
She'd given him her body once, sure—but she had her pride. No way in hell.
But the mere thought of walking into his room and baring herself naked made clear, glistening nectar trickle down between her legs.
"......"
Her body was already on fire. Right now, she wanted his touch, his warmth, his cock more than anything.
"Huuu..."
She tried deep breaths, but once her body was aroused, it wouldn't settle down.
In the end, Han Yu-ra couldn't overcome her desire.
She flopped face-down on the bed and buried her face deep in the pillow. To muffle any moans that might leak out the door.
And then, slowly. So very carefully. She slid her hand to her most intimate place.
The instant her fingertips brushed that sensitive flesh, electric pleasure shot up her spine.
"Hngh... Kim Joo-hyuk... you bastard..."
Han Yu-ra mimicked his touch as she frantically rubbed her pussy.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "When she's tired, you let her rest, right?"
Han Yu-ra had neatly wrapped up the execution event. Who carried it out didn't really matter, but after founding the Sex Empire Guild, they'd blatantly broken the rules—so it was time to make an example.
In that sense, Han Yu-ra, who usually hated killing, had brutally executed the guy for me. Even at the cost of her own stamina. That was commendable.
Sex can sneakily drain your stamina.
Im Ji-hye would've shaken her ass begging to get fucked no matter how tired she was, but Han Yu-ra wasn't like that, so I decided to respect her wishes for once.
And since I was doing this nice deed of respecting her opinion, I threw in some extra service: stripping her down so she wouldn't catch a cold and wiping her body clean.
She's probably thanking me right now and sleeping soundly.