Interlude: A Day at the Nangong Household (2)
Tak tak tak! The Clear Wind Unit members diligently circled the training ground in handstands. They couldn't slack off on training just because their captain, Nangong Su-ryeon, was absent. As members of the Nangong family's martial force, their pride wouldn't allow it.
But that was one thing—this was another. Right now, they couldn't focus fully on their training. Why? Because Nangong Su-ryeon had looked so strangely submissive earlier.
That's why one of them started the gossip in a low voice first.
"Hey, didn't the captain look super weird earlier?"
"Of course she did. You think our captain's the type to fawn over that fake young master just because he's got the title?"
"Whoa, easy with the words. Fawning over the captain? Come on."
"No, did I say something wrong? The way she acted earlier was like a puppy wagging its tail at its owner."
"What the fuck, you bastard?"
"Hey, everyone, calm down. Your voices might carry to the captain."
"Gulp."
"Hup."
The bickering Clear Wind Unit members flinched and clamped their mouths shut. They could already picture the hellish punishment if Nangong Su-ryeon overheard their chatter.
Only then did the first one speak up again.
"Anyway, something's definitely off and suspicious. But... what if the captain's decided to side with the young master?"
"You crazy? Is the captain an idiot? Why grab a rotten branch?"
"Yeah, man. Just because she's hot-tempered and aggressive doesn't make her a fool."
"Well, true, but..."
"Anyway, I'm dying to know what she talked about with that young master..."
Right as the Clear Wind Unit members gossiped.
A suspicious sound reached their ears.
Slurp.Schlup.Slurp.Schluuuurp.
"Huh?"
"Wh-what is that?"
The Clear Wind Unit members froze in shock. How could they not? The sound came precisely from where Nangong Ji and Nangong Su-ryeon had gone for their private talk.
Of course, if it were just that, they wouldn't have panicked this much. It was a familiar sound. Clearly, the noise of someone sucking on something.
Schlup.Slurp.Slurp.
"Th-this is definitely a sucking sound, right?"
"Y-yeah, that's what it sounds like to me too."
The Clear Wind Unit members exchanged urgent glances. They seemed to agree it was a sucking sound.
"Th-then... who the hell is sucking what?"
"......"
An awkward silence fell at the obvious question. Naturally. There were only two people there. The source of the sound had to be one of them.
The young master, Nangong Ji. Or the Clear Wind captain, Nangong Su-ryeon.
But think about it. Would two people of their status make such obscene, childish sucking noises during a private talk? It didn't make sense.
So the logical conclusion was...
"M-man and woman."
Someone muttered the short phrase absentmindedly.
At that moment.
Thud!Thump!Splat!
The Clear Wind Unit members maintaining their handstands collapsed all at once.
"Y-you crazy bastard! What the hell are you saying?"
"N-no, I just meant a man and woman alone together..."
"And this fucker doubles down."
"W-wait, wait."
"What now, you?"
"It... it makes sense."
"What does?"
"If a woman sucking a man's dick explains everything."
"You fucking lunatic..."
The protesting Clear Wind member's mouth snapped shut. He'd seen it—their comrades' faces flushed with excitement. As if something incredibly stimulating had flashed in their minds.
The captain was a stunning beauty, untouchable by even the leeriest gaze. Imagining her sexual side while eavesdropping on this? For the Clear Wind Unit members, it was a rush of forbidden thrill laced with taboo pleasure.
"C-come to think of it, she's still unmarried, right?"
"Y-yeah, definitely."
"H-honestly, even if she has a lover, it wouldn't be weird."
If only that presumed lover weren't the idiot young master.
"Th-then it explains why the captain was so submissive earlier. As a woman devoted to her man, even she couldn't defy her lover."
"Y-yeah, that has to be it. So this sound is..."
Gulp.
Excited swallows echoed. Their eyes burned with heat as they exchanged glances, their cocks already rock-hard, outlines bulging visibly.
In that awkward tension.
Who started first? Hands slipped into pants, kneading their dicks like dough.
"C-captain..."
"Ughhh, the captain's sucking sounds hit like ultimate martial arts..."
"If that were my dick..."
That day, an unusual scent of night-blooming flowers wafted thickly through the training ground.
***
"Hahaha, you're sucking it so well. Your mouth-pussy's a masterpiece, a real masterpiece."
Nangong Ji's satisfied laugh.
Schluuuurp!Slurp!Schlup!
Nangong Ji roughly gripped Nangong Su-ryeon's hair, controlling her head at will. Her hair, which she cherished like clothing, was a tangled mess, but Nangong Su-ryeon could do nothing but suck his cock loudly like a bitch in heat.
An unimaginable sight in normal times. That was the source of Nangong Ji's delight.
"I wonder what your subordinates are thinking right now. Bet they've figured out it's you slurping my dick."
Schlup!Slurp!Schlup!
"Even if they have, they probably can't imagine you're buck naked and slurping it like a slut."
This was outdoors. Completely stripped bare, sucking a man's cock—if spotted, her dignity as Clear Wind captain could crumble in an instant.
Yet Nangong Ji had stripped her fully anyway. Because it turned him on more.
Smack!Wobble.
Nangong Ji slapped her lower tit with his hand, making the slightly sagging milk bag jiggle helplessly. A mere gesture reshaping her precious tits. And she was a peak female expert of the family.
A pleasure Bang So-un alone could grant him.
"Bang-hyung's my lifesaver."
Nangong Ji was ready to go all the way with Bang So-un. No turning back now. His body, addicted to this insane pleasure—how could he even consider it?
Schluuuurp!Slurp!Schlup!
"Ughhh, gonna cum. Swallow every drop, don't spill a thing."
Finally, Nangong Ji erupted with semen. Straight into Nangong Su-ryeon's mouth.
Spluuurt!Gulp.Gulp.Gulp.
Nangong Su-ryeon's throat worked furiously. Obeying his command, gulping down every drop without waste.
"Hahaha, good girl."
Smack!Slap!
Nangong Ji playfully tapped her cheek a few times. Not sexual—just crushing human dignity.
Yet Nangong Su-ryeon.
"Ahh ai ya, ae o ai. (Thank you, Young Master.)"
Could only garble her thanks through semen-slurred speech.
"Oh, and of course you'll back me up, right?"
"Eh, ae o ai. (Yes, Young Master.)"
"Haha, perfect. See you next time."
After confirming her final satisfactory answer, Nangong Ji straightened his clothes and turned away. Heading to his next target.
***
Lately, something felt missing. Something important.
Nangong Bi-yeon, the Galaxy Sword, narrowed her eyes in contemplation. Her mind was clear—no alcohol to cloud it. That's why the unease gnawed deeper.
What the hell was it? This inexplicable discomfort.
Empty.
She could pinpoint it exactly. Her breasts and pussy. Yet not knowing the cause left her frustrated.
"What's wrong, Aunt?"
The handsome man across from her tilted his head questioningly.
Cloud Palace Dragon Nangong Hyeon. The family head's second son, whom everyone saw as the next heir. Already a peak expert before thirty, the Nangong family's top talent.
To Nangong Ji, a rival he couldn't touch—save for being the eldest, which meant little without a birth mother and with a stepmother as principal wife.
"Nothing. Just lost in thought."
Nangong Bi-yeon shook her head. It wasn't something to share.
"Are you unwell...?"
"Who do you think I am?"
"No, my apologies."
Nangong Hyeon quickly retracted. The woman before him was the family's supreme female expert—no trifling illness could touch her.
Slurp.
Nangong Bi-yeon slowly sipped her tea. Then she spoke.
"Enough. Let's get to business."
"Yes, Aunt."
Nangong Hyeon nodded and stated his purpose.
"It's time to formally name the family heir. This is for the clan's stability, not personal gain."
"I see. I agree it's time."
Nangong Hyeon's face brightened subtly.
"I'm glad we agree, Aunt. Then, if you could speak to Father on my behalf..."
Before he finished.
Nangong Bi-yeon raised a hand to silence him.
Perplexed, Nangong Hyeon waited. But it wasn't what he thought.
"Someone's coming."
"Pardon?"
Moments later.
A knock sounded.
"Aunt, it's Nangong Ji."
Huh? Nangong Hyeon's expression hardened ever so slightly.