A Lovers' Quarrel Cuts No Water
Park Jisu slept soundly in my arms, her little twitches and shifts utterly adorable. I gently brushed aside her messy bangs, and she grinned in her sleep, lost in some sweet dream.
"What to do..."
This one day of rest was granted to all tournament participants—a priceless gift to let jet-lagged contenders from around the world adjust their conditions fairly. In this top-tier floating city smack in the middle of the Pacific, everyone was probably firing up their bodies in state-of-the-art training facilities.
Not that I need to.
With no time limits holding me back, all that prep was pointless for me. Honestly, wasn't the best move just sucking honey during this break? The only reason I was holed up in the cabin was prying eyes. I couldn't step out without the cheers turning into a frenzy. A simple note on the room service trolley explained everything.
Fucking fans...
Anyway, that was the situation. As Instructor Park Jongcheol said, the only way to flip the mood was a championship win. Famous athletes doping or throwing wild sex parties? It all vanished with a victory. But impact was key here. Victory? A scoff escaped as power flowed through my clenched fist. Winning was inevitable. The question was whether it'd be enough to turn public opinion.
I had to crush the world without a single loss, overwhelming them completely. For that, I needed points. With all stats at 70, pushing mana and Sipdan-geum to the next level would let me showcase dominance and shut down the noise. Picture an academy third-year wielding sword aura, standing tall in the arena.
"Shit."
My balls tingled just thinking about it. Points were the issue. I needed 5000 for the stats I wanted. No clue how long it'd take in the wuxia or fantasy worlds.
I've got time to spare, but...
My abilities made the temptation to slack off grow wildly.
Any achievements unlocked?
Achievements came to mind first. Awakening Ritka and keeping the player NPC alive netted 2000, 3000 points. Hit something like that, and problems solved.
Time to experiment...
Apocalypse world's key figure was just Ritka. Way off the original script, so tough to farm there. Fantasy world was a fresh mobile game—NPCs not that big a deal. I'd already cut Leon loose, so reconnecting felt awkward. Plus, my goal there was cozy childhood-sweetheart play; no room for dirty deeds. Climbing the tower for high-grade gear? Long haul, obviously.
That left wuxia. I'd nudged those bitches to death, yet no penalties from the demonic cult bastards. The scales tipped hard toward it.
Plus, main and sub-heroines still waiting...
I stroked Park Jisu's hair, pondering. What to do with heroines for achievements? Had to be meaningful, like the mana awakening.
Corruption work?
Heroine corruption. Obvious achievement bait, right? Imagining noble heroines—made for the protagonist—craving cock... instant hard-on. Losing their minds, just hunting for dick... Turn Seol Hwarin or Dang So-so into cum dumps for demonic grunts, and I'd rack up everything.
But heroines are mine to fuck. I'm the Game Master.
Couldn't waste prime pussy on dumb NPCs. But staging it so they thought that? Easy. Make one feel gangbanged. Dang So-so, the bubbly forbidden fruit of the Sakpa Tang Clan, fit perfect. Seol Hwarin, still pure and haughty? Sacrificing for Namgung Hyo...
If she fucks to save him and bears a demonic spawn...
Heroines' bright smiles from community pics overlaid with gloom and despair. Blood rushed south instantly. Jisu's soft skin in my arms stirred darker urges, but I couldn't vent on her now. I was half-mad with lust. This filthy craving needed a proper outlet.
Miss Big Sis...
A cackling laugh, and my vision blacked out.
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I opened my eyes to my vice military officer's private office. Glancing down, my clothes were fine. Nodding, I stepped out. Scattered maids? They'd clean themselves up.
Short walk later, a massive annex. Slide.
Door opened smooth. There sat Dokgo Hwaryeon in a plush chair, calmly stroking her lower belly.
Sensing me, her eyes met mine.
"Big Sis."
"..."
I smiled and approached, but her gaze was empty, response cold. From her view, I'd just been balls-deep in maids—her husband. Yandere gonna yandere. She wanted to rage, but in this male-superior world, she just stewed silently. Adorable.
I rushed in, pulling her into my arms.
"Big Sis is the best."
No hiding my lust as I groped her all over. Finally, her hands trembled, stroking me back.
"Big Sis, wanna do it?"
"..."
She turned away at my bluntness. Ears red—she was weak to this stuff. Plus, the era made refusing her man impossible. Small nod. I scooped her up, standing.
Superb realm master, yet quivering at my touch. I turned her head, lips met. Her pout vanished; her tongue went wilder, sluttier than mine. Probably erasing other women's scents with her own—purifying her "dirty" husband. Me craving her more after others; her overwriting traces with her body. Hot as fuck.
Her smile mirroring mine kicked off the feast.
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Undoing her gown, she shrugged her shoulders, making it easy. Chup. Churp.
"San-ah... Churp."
Yet her tongue sealed my mouth flawlessly. From lips to gums to every crevice, licking lewdly, imprinting on my brain. Saliva flowed to her, making her even more seductive.
Thud.
Warriors like us stripped each other bare in seconds. Guided back, she collapsed on the bed. Always prepared—her jade body wafted pure fragrance, spotless.
"Big Sis."
"What is it, San-ah?"
Admiring her nude, she smiled satisfied. Confidence suited her.
"Remember I taught you oral sex before."
"Yes. Ah, you want it? I'll do it anytime you desire."
I gently stopped her rising.
"No, not that. I said lovers do oral on each other, right?"
"Yes."
She tilted her head.
"So, shouldn't I do it to you too?"
"...!"
"You know how much I love you, right?"
Slowly lowering, mischievous grin. She covered her face with both hands. So girly under the ferocity. Peeking through fingers: flushed cheeks, eyes drunk on lust. Nodding to my smile, she perched on the bed, cautiously spreading her thighs.
She didn't love oral usually, but pure love whispers kept her from snapping.
Though I love eating her out too.
Licking my lovers' pussies? No biggie—mine wasn't even cum-stained.