Yggdrasil (3-29)
"Hey, stay quiet inside the tent at night—no making noise."
"…."
I could feel Han Yeoreum brimming with the urge to hurl curses at me in defiance.
Looking at her like that, I realized my mistake and quickly added,
"Oh, if you really need to pee or something, you can come out."
"Grrmm…."
But that was the end of Han Yeoreum's rebellion.
"Fuck…."
She spat the curse and crawled into her tent.
Truth be told, even as I said it, there wasn't much I could actually do to her.
No matter that Min Hayeon had given me permission for things with Han Bom, I couldn't just barge in next to her and start going at it.
Honestly, if there was someone I wanted to pounce on right now, it was Min Hayeon more than Han Bom.
For Hayeon, it's been less than a week, but for me, it feels like months since we've done it.
Back in Yggdrasil, I'd focused on Han Bom, and then detours to the embassy and Strata had stretched it out to months without properly being with Min Hayeon.
[I recommend approaching her first.]
If she gets mad?
[No need to worry.]
I furrowed my brow, wondering what that meant, when Armonia explained.
[It's the situation she wants.]
…? How do you know?
[Min Hayeon is already one of ours. I'm monitoring her status.]
Whoa….
Hidden cam?
Our company does hidden cams….
[Instead of wasting time on useless thoughts, I recommend going to her quickly.]
Yes, ma'am….
My boss who always reads my mind so well.
I left my tent and quietly headed to strict Min Hayeon's tent.
Thanks to Stealth, my footsteps were silent, and as I approached, sounds started filtering out.
"Hnn…."
Definitely not the breathing of someone asleep.
Just in case, I crouched carefully and peeked under the tent flap.
And what met my eyes….
Oh… fucking jackpot….
Min Hayeon's pussy was right there in plain view.
"Hnn… haa…."
Oblivious to my arrival, she'd stripped off her pants and was gently teasing her clit, masturbating.
The moans weren't loud—probably because she was mindful of the others around.
Jackpot indeed.
I grinned at the sight of Min Hayeon pleasuring herself, dropped Stealth, and slipped inside slowly.
"Eek!"
Only then did she notice the movement, startling and scrambling to cover her lower half with her pants.
Recognizing me, she sighed in relief and scolded,
"Hoo… you scared me. What the hell? Suddenly…."
"Heard noises, got worried."
"Liar… go sleep already?"
Oh, playing hard to get?
Hard to believe she'd been masturbating moments ago, with that brazen attitude.
But backing off here would only mess up the solid relationship I'd built with Min Hayeon.
I already knew why she was masturbating.
Wall: Sexual desire for the target (Seong Su-ho) increases proportionally to obsession with the target, resolved through sexual acts with the target.
Min Hayeon must have suffered for days because of that Wall.
Others might laugh it off as a weird trait, but not me or Min Hayeon, who knew better.
Especially her—her lust must have amplified nonstop over the past few days because of me and Han Bom.
I couldn't leave her hanging; it'd be rude.
I crawled toward her on all fours.
"Wh-what? No… Bom's right there. Later."
"Nope. I want it now."
"That's ridiculous—hnng!"
I cut her off, lunged, and cupped the pussy she'd been teasing.
Not fully wet yet, but the heat of her pleasure radiated through my palm unfiltered.
I moved my hand slowly, stimulating her clit.
"Wait… no… hnnng…."
A few strokes and her eyes glazed over, accepting my touch.
It showed just how much pent-up lust she'd endured.
No matter her self-control, Subordination had forced it on her.
She'd tried handling it alone.
Without Han Bom here, she'd have jumped me outright—but she was the one watching both our cues.
Me and Han Bom….
"Hrng! Haat! Heeeut!"
"Hayeon, I was going crazy wanting you."
"L-lies… you went wild with Bom…."
Hearing the jealousy in her voice, I whispered in her ear,
"Truth is, I wanted you more. For real."
"Hnnngh!"
I showered her with kisses.
Caresses to vent her built-up lust, kisses to soothe her jealousy.
Her pussy, slightly damp before, grew slicker by the second.
I pulled my hand away to inspect her.
Her long straight brown hair disheveled with sweat, her curvaceous body, lower abdomen fully exposed—pale skin trembling.
Her hips tensed from my touch, unable to clench.
Looking between her thighs, I got hard instantly.
Seeing my erection, Min Hayeon breathed raggedly, a sultry smile forming as she tugged off my pants.
My massive cock sprang free, and she giggled.
"Gotta give my boyfriend a taste today, huh?"
***
(My boyfriend's gotta give me a taste today, huh?)
Fuck….
Han Yeoreum had a reason he still couldn't forget Min Hayeon.
He hadn't received official breakup notice yet.
Fuck… Seong Su-ho… if that bastard dies, surely….
Even he didn't know what desire lurked in his heart.
Was it just wanting to fuck Min Hayeon once, or real love? He couldn't tell.
But one thing was certain.
(Smack.)
(Kuh!)
(Heh heh, that little twitch is so cute!)
(Cute….)
Grrrh… fuck….
Min Hayeon's actions were changing not just Seong Su-ho, but Han Yeoreum's body too.
And as always, mocking voices chimed in.
I'll kill you all… you fucking bastards….
He couldn't voice the curses aloud.
The more he spat them, the more pathetic he felt.
And then, salt in the wound.
(Haa, haa, haa, can't hold back. Not letting you sleep tonight. Hnnng!)
Along with Min Hayeon's vow, sticky fluid sounds sloshed into Han Yeoreum's ears.
Squelch, spluuurt.
Haa… haa….
Han Yeoreum tore his eyes from chat, focusing on Min Hayeon's moans.
First time.
First time he'd tuned out curses to immerse in their act.
He concentrated like never before.
(Haaaah… so full, feels so good.)
(Moving now.)
(Faster….)
Min Hayeon begged desperately.
Han Yeoreum gulped hard.
Gulp.
Squish, squish, squish, squish!
(Haaaang! Hnnngh! Yes! That's it! Haaaang!)
Always so composed….
Squish, squish, squish, squish!
(Deeper! Deeper! Haaaang!)
Always keeping men at arm's length….
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish!
(Yes! That's it! Love cock! Suho! Your cock's the best!)
Always mindful of public eyes….
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish!
(Love sex! Best ever! Haaaang! Harder! Haaaang!)
And her voice began dominating Han Yeoreum's body.
Watch their sex for 30+ minutes - 100,000 points
Min Hayeon bare tits - 30,000 points
Observe creampie - 200,000 points
….
….
Fuck these bastards… I'll kill them all… fuck….
Staring at the missions, Han Yeoreum started fiddling with the thing straining in his pants.
Instinct.
He'd never let lust build up his whole life.
When it stirred, he'd call any girl and vent.
Urgent? Grab one off the street.
All spread their legs; dump in their wombs and done.
This buildup was alien—pure hell.
Despair swept the channel at one viewer's words.
But a glimmer of hope appeared.
Doubting if they meant pretending to pee, the answer came.
Lust had long ruled his mind.
Dignity, pride—long crumbled.
Overwhelmed by the urge stabbing his cock, Han Yeoreum obeyed.
Just once… if I don't get caught….
Like a middle-schooler discovering sex, self-control gone, he slipped out.
Viewers justified it with cryptic words.
Han Yeoreum justified his filth too.
Ha, just once… fuck, or I'll cum in my sleep again….
He sneaked toward Min Hayeon's tent.
En route, another moan caught him.
(Hnn… haa… mister….)
Han Bom's.
He knew why instantly.
Fuck… pathetic bitch….
His precious sister, masturbating to the peeping sounds.
Not as loud as Min Hayeon and Seong Su-ho's racket, but audible if you listened.
Han Yeoreum hid between their tents, about to drop trou.
But his hand froze like stone.
Fuck… fuck… FUUUCK!!!!
Lifetime pride pinned him down.
Dropping pants here was the end.
But restraint was spent; lust wouldn't back off now.
Squishsquishsquishsquish!
(Haaaaang! More! Harder! Deeper! Goood! Haaaaang!)
Right ear: Min Hayeon's moans blasting like concert speakers.
Squish… squish… squish….
(Hrnnng… mister… cock… love it….)
Left ear: Han Bom's masturbation melting his eardrum, tickling.
He surrendered, starting what he'd never done before.
I'll kill them all… everyone… fucking hell….
But it didn't last.
Kuh!
Under 30 seconds, he pathetically released.
Dead-eyed in despair, Han Yeoreum stared at his limp dick amid the sounds.
"…."
Remaining lust pooling on the ground, he heard the trio nearing climax.
Squishsquishsquishsquishsquish!
(Cumming! Hayeon, gonna cum!)
(Cum! Inside! I'm… cumming too!)
(Now!)
(Heeeeeek!)
Min Hayeon and Seong Su-ho's finale synced with Han Bom's peak.
(Ah, mister! Hnnnngh!)
Sounds of something filling Min Hayeon, Han Bom venting her urge.
Irrelevant to Han Yeoreum.
He….
Ha… ha… haha….
First taste of this desire shocked his heart to a stop, sapping his strength.
Yet his dick twitched at Min Hayeon's voice.
(Hoo… haa… not ending at once, right?)
(Course not. Round two!)
Seong Su-ho's cheer kicked off another round.
And sister's moans beside.
(Hnnng… want it too….)
Hearing them, Han Yeoreum gripped himself again, grimacing.
Haa… haa… just once more… won't get caught….
Thus, he stepped into true voyeurism.