??-Rank Seong Ye-han
"Mm..."
Seong Ye-han sensed something off. The way Shin Ye-hwa had been looking at him since morning wasn't normal. Just yesterday, her gaze had been shaky, restless, barely holding back the surging lust... but today, there was a certain firmness in those eyes.
Was last night's comfort session that satisfying for her? Seong Ye-han started to worry that things might be going sideways. He'd been planning to bottle up her desire and let it explode all at once, but if she relieved it on her own, everything would go to waste. He hadn't even considered that she'd masturbate by herself—that was his oversight.
Now, instead of recklessly teasing her, he'd have to find the right level and heat her body more delicately. And that, of course, was going to be a real pain in the ass. Should he delete all those precious files saved on his PC? Sure, he regretted losing the good girls who'd kept his loneliness at bay since awakening his Heroine Hunter ability, but priorities were clear. If he couldn't have both, he'd pick the better one.
Besides, Shin Ye-hwa was so damn delicious that after living with her, he hadn't needed those data girls anyway. And if he really missed them, he could always get an external hard drive to store backups. With that thought, Seong Ye-han reviewed his plan to stoke her fire once more.
While Seong Ye-han was deep in his misconceptions, Shin Ye-hwa watched his back, steadying her mind.
She'd analyzed his tastes until the wee hours of the morning. The vast collection he'd amassed had greatly expanded her knowledge, which had only extended to brief searches and internet stories before. From her perspective, they were like the ultimate strategy guides—handpicked by Seong Ye-han himself to match his preferences.
After poring over countless files for hours, Shin Ye-hwa had spotted several clear patterns. From the settings to the start and end of sex. Preparations were complete.
Any ordinary person would be fighting off sleep after staying up so late, but as a superior superhuman, a short nap posed no issue to her condition. With the clearest mind she'd ever had, Shin Ye-hwa observed Seong Ye-han.
This morning, she'd matched his usual kiss, savoring the pleasure while clinging to him with hazy, lust-drunk eyes. Just like always. Enough to let him drop his guard.
During the break after sparring, she'd responded to his hands kneading her body by subtly grinding her ass against his crotch, feeling it harden. Proof that he was pent up too—she swallowed a laugh inside.
Should she push a bit more? Enjoying his roaming hands, Shin Ye-hwa took a sip of the drink she'd prepared in advance, then turned to kiss him. Normally, he'd stop her and pull away, but today, for some reason, he was accepting her advances more.
This was an unexpected boon.
Slurp— smack— gulp—
"Haa... haum..."
A kiss with a different taste than usual. After passing everything in her mouth to him, she pulled back briefly, took another sip, and dove back in.
Slurp— smack— schlop—
"Hng... haaah."
The cool, clear water mixed with their saliva in their mouths, turning cloudy, seeping out to wet their lips as their tongues entwined.
Squelch— squelch—
His hands, which had been teasing her abs and waist until yesterday, climbed up to grab her swollen breasts, rolling her hardened nipples. A sharp thrill shot from her chest.
"Ahang! Yes... knead them more. Hng!"
To excite him further. To let him know she was falling into heat just as he'd planned. Shin Ye-hwa naturally let out moans, teasing and reassuring him.
Satisfied with her reaction, Seong Ye-han pulled her body away.
"Haa. What now?"
"We still have training left, right?"
Guiding his retreating arm back into her cleavage and pressing it there to reassure him once more, Shin Ye-hwa let out a reluctant moan as he pushed her away with force, naturally drifting apart.
"Aang~"
Seeing him turn away without lingering, her eyes gleamed. The break before mana control training after sparring—that was her moment for the counterattack.
The sparring with Shin Ye-hwa was business as usual. With their current means, they couldn't access high-rank awakener facilities meant for dragon-class threats, so they settled for a standard training ground.
With their strength and mana caps restricted, it boiled down to skill-based combat—and naturally, Seong Ye-han got thoroughly thrashed by Shin Ye-hwa.
His only edge over her was raw specs, and with those limited, he had no path to victory. Still, gaining quality experience against a superhuman in close combat was satisfying enough.
Shin Ye-hwa warned him that this was just basic combat sense sharpening and PvP practice, and real monster fights were vastly different—but until he got hunter gear and hunted some himself, there was no way to know.
"Agh. I'm dying."
During the break before mana training, Seong Ye-han rubbed his throbbing arms—today's attacks from Shin Ye-hwa had been fiercer—and headed to the bathroom.
Usually, she targeted legs, abs, chest, all over evenly, but today she'd zeroed in on his arms. Easier to block, sure, but the accumulated impacts made it hard to exert full power.
Bit harsh for a tantrum. She must be pissed from him constantly teasing her... but things were progressing smoothly to heat her up again, so he'd take it as karma.
Reaching the bathroom door, Seong Ye-han pushed it open.
An empty restroom. Modern and clean, with soft classical music trickling in the background.
"Huuuuh."
Nice atmosphere for a bathroom, he thought, stepping up to an empty urinal. After all those drinks she'd passed mouth-to-mouth during their kiss, his bladder was about to burst—and the relief was indescribable bliss.
Creeeak—
Someone entered while he was going, but Seong Ye-han ignored it. Who cared? Not like it mattered...
"Huh?"
Suddenly, someone grabbed his nape and yanked him back with overwhelming force. In an instant, they subdued him, bound his arms with some cloth-like material, and dragged him into the farthest stall.
Thud—
"Crazy! What the fu—"
The assailant clamped his mouth shut as he reflexively yelled. What the hell? What was this?! Caught off-guard by the ambush, Seong Ye-han's mind blanked in panic. He tried to calm down, but this was his first time dealing with something like this—he couldn't react properly.
"Shh—"
A whisper in his ear. Unexpectedly familiar. And impossible for her to be here.
High, clear soprano—definitely a woman's voice.
"Shin Ye-hwa...? What the hell are you— mmpf!"
She covered his mouth again as he tried to raise his voice.
He couldn't fathom what this bitch was thinking. He knew she wasn't normal, but this?
"My trash. I did some research on your tastes."
Shin Ye-hwa spoke to him.
"You had quite a few toilet sex scenes, huh?"
Her words reminded him of last night, when she'd fiddled with his computer. So it wasn't masturbation from pent-up lust?!
"Of course, nothing where the guy gets dominated by the girl..."
That was just ad-lib due to circumstances—let it slide. Shin Ye-hwa continued nonchalantly, yanking down his pants—buckle already loose—and gently stroking his flaccid cock.
"Urk."
The situation was shit, but her touch was so tender and loving that Seong Ye-han felt strangely good.
"Hehe~ All that teasing... and you played with my body however you wanted, right?"
Her tone sounded pleased. Shin Ye-hwa looked down at Seong Ye-han with a victor's smile.
"You made my body like this... now it's my turn."
Seeing the dangerous glint in her eyes, Seong Ye-han sensed doom—but his arms, battered from sparring, hadn't recovered enough to move.
Shin Ye-hwa drew closer. Bracing for a brutal femdom session, he squeezed his eyes shut.
And finally.
Lick—
"Guh?"
Slurp—
"Uum... ahum!"
A warm, wet sensation on his cock. Unlike pussy, the soft flesh squirmed and teased his glans. Not feet, feathers, or whips—nothing like those fetishes he knew about, but not into anyway.
This was completely different. What...?
"Huh?"
"Haup... slurp. Good? Uum... hehe."
Opening his eyes, he saw the exact opposite of his expectations: Shin Ye-hwa on her knees on the bathroom floor, fellating him. Her head, utterly focused on his dick.
Slurp— smack— suck— lick—
This bitch. Why the sudden service?!
Amid confusion and pleasure, Seong Ye-han couldn't hide his bewilderment.