Devotion's Tongue and the Miracle Potion
Sucking the pussies of the women who've become my lovers after I've ruined them? What's the big deal if they haven't even been stained by my cum yet?
I knelt between her spread legs and buried my face in. There it was—her neat bush and her pussy gushing love juices like a fountain. I looked up with a mischievous grin, and she was hugging her own body, trembling all over. Perfect.
'Well, in a world like this, no man lowers himself for a woman. Makes no sense.' Here I was, her husband, on my knees servicing her like a servant. Had her worldview ever imagined a man like this?
She probably wanted to flip me over and fuck me senseless, but she was holding back out of anticipation for what my mouth would do. A chuckle escaped me, and my hot breath naturally teased her pussy.
Squirt!
"Hngh!"
Just from my breath, she climaxed hard, spraying her juices like a water gun all over my face.
"Ah, ah... S-sorry, San-ah!"
Even as her hips shook violently, Dokgo Hwaryeon's face went pale, thinking she'd soiled me.
"Mm... So this is how you taste, sis."
"Ah..."
I licked my lips with the same smile, and she carefully draped her legs over my shoulders, her face beaming like the happiest woman alive. She knew I got the message—hurry up and do something. If my wife asks, I deliver.
I plunged my face into her desperate plea. Her bush stuck to my skin, and her clit pressed against my nose bridge.
"Hngh! Ngh!"
Her thighs quivered around me. Slurp. Slurp. My tongue ignored her reactions and started savoring her folds. It teased the wings of her inner labia beyond the plump outer lips, dove into her entrance, explored every inch, while my mouth sucked her pussy hard.
"Haah! Yes! Ngh!"
Dokgo Hwaryeon clamped her thighs tight and pulled my head in. Her grip was gentle, like stroking a baby, despite the power in her legs. Slurp. Slrrp. Suck. A bit tangy, but in this era, clean like this was a bonus.
Her flavor turned me on too—my suction grew fiercer, tongue lapping her entrance like a pervert. I gulped down the gushing juices while devouring her.
"Haang! Heuk! Kgh!"
Her aroused moans in my ear were cuter than usual, nothing like her normal self. For my lonely cock, this was enough oral worship. My love was clear now.
I pulled my tongue back gently, then grazed the little nub against my nose with my front teeth.
Squiiiirt!
"Kghaaaaah!"
Like hitting a seizure switch, her legs shot straight, and she squirted wildly. Exhausted, she collapsed neatly on the bed, thighs splayed, dripping sporadically.
"Ngh..."
Lying straight, leaking juices in fits—pride swelled in me. Turning a beauty like her, a superb master, into this with just my mouth.
'I control Dokgo Hwaryeon's emotions. Heh heh.'
I stood, lost in depraved thoughts. Her heaving belly and perky nipples screamed need. Smirking, I spread her legs for the main event. My cock kissed her soft, relaxed pussy.
Squelch...
"Hng!"
Dokgo Hwaryeon was used to my cock now—her abs flexed sharply as she trembled, but she smiled back confidently. Her expression screamed your lust is nothing, full of her unique charm.
Squish!
Mischievously, I slammed in deep. She really was adapted—her abs clenched hard, head thrown back, but recovered faster than I expected. She flinched briefly, but drool trickled from her lips, proving she was no match.
"Sis."
"Wh-what is it, San-ah?"
Our joined bodies overlapped, hands stroking each other's backs. Pure love.
"You're the best, sis."
"...Of course. I'm the vice leader of the Cheonma Singyo."
She pouted slightly, not expecting comparison here, but still exuded pride.
"Sorry, sis."
"For what?"
"You know..."
"..."
I soothed her with gentle hip thrusts. "Truth is, I only want you. But I can't."
"...Why?"
Her empty eyes softened with each roll of my hips.
"Men are all like that. Sometimes we want to wreck a woman completely."
"Do it to me."
Her pout was adorable.
"No, like really wreck her."
I stared her down, baring my filthy desires as much as hers. This moment shaped our future.
"Marital love is great, but men have our ideal fantasies."
"..."
"Didn't you know your attendants were dropping like flies? That's why."
This was Cheonma Singyo. Sticky confessions like this would only help with her.
"Must you... go that far?"
She wanted to bind me, but era and ideology held her back—now her eyes welled with pitiful longing.
I stroked her silky hair calmly. She turned away to stifle sobs and clung to me.
"That's just how men are."
"...Cowardly. Never hated being a woman more. So cowardly."
Her whining was cute. Demanding monogamy like a spoiled girl... Cheating, right? My lips twitched, but no backing down. Getting tied to one woman in this game world? Stupid.
If I can't change, I'll change Dokgo Hwaryeon.
"Why don't you join in, sis?"
"...?"
She looked up, puzzled—pure, unlike a vice leader.
"You hate me fucking other women?"
"Yes."
"Then play with her too."
"Huh?"
"Scrape my cum from her pussy, or make her hate penetration altogether."
Her eyes shifted at my calm words.
"Shoving a bigger dildo in to torment her sounds fun too."
My words screamed: unleash your filthy lust.
"Just don't kill her."
"Why... not?"
"No fun."
"Fun?"
"Yeah. Death ends it. You saw through the vice military officer last time. How'd that feel?"
"First time I heard her scream in rage..."
"Exactly. Treat them like spice before our foreplay."
"Spice?"
"Yes. We're loving spouses—we can't indulge base urges. So vent on trash, then whisper love."
"Ah...!"
"What do you say? Agree, and kiss your loving husband."
"You truly are heaven's gift, my fated one."
Her dreamy eyes drew near. Twisted love, right? Already twisted once—twist it again. Guide the yandere right, and it's hot as hell. Now her madness turns to the heroines. My cock twitched at the thought of their lewd corruption. Bonus: her pussy clenched in emotion.
Time to send her to bliss like this.
"Heh heh. Love you, sis."
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"This is it."
"Ho... So this is the vice military officer's famed healing elixir?"
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Mid-conference in the grand hall. Cheonma eyed the fantasy-world potion I'd offered with keen interest.
"Maid!"
At his command, a waiting attendant scurried over.
"Show me."
I nodded slightly, grabbed the dazed maid's arm.
"...?!"
Her eyes widened at the instant pressure point strike; she stiffened like stone.
Riiip.
My finger's thin qi sliced her arm long. Blood poured, filling her eyes with panic and fear. Left like this, she'd bleed out and die; even healed, scars would cripple her. She'd end up whoring in the cult's brothels.
Realizing it, her will to live faded fast.
I smirked, poured the mid-grade potion on.
Perfect for demo—high enough effect.
The liquid flowed down her arm, rewinding time on the wound.
"Ho!"
"Hmm!"
"Incredible..."
Not just elders—even the demon brains and Cheonma lit up with awe.
'Heh heh. These primitive ch*nks.'