Chapter 96
Chapter 96
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 96
Chapter Title: How to Steal the Protagonist's Woman
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Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Haaang! Heung! Haaang!"
"Kuht, haat."
I was thrusting my cock in and out of Lena's pussy without a shred of restraint.
My first experience in a dream.
Sure, it was awkward in spots since it was a dream, but just recreating this absurd scenario delivered an insane rush of pleasure.
Above all, her desperate craving to fill the emptiness in her heart applied just as strongly here in the dream.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Haaang! It's inside me! Haaang! Cock! So good!!!"
"Lady Lena! Duke Peron is watching from right beside us!"
I shook my hips with a wicked grin.
But ignoring my words entirely, Lena boldly hurled them at the despairing Duke Peron.
"Haaang! Father!! Heung!! I-I'm sorry!! I just... haaang! I love cock so much!! Haaang!!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Kuht! I'm about to cum!"
"N-No! Not that!!!"
Duke Peron shot to his feet in shock, yelling.
But Lena, blind to him, reacted only to my voice.
"So good!!! Haaang!! Cum in me! Heung!!"
"Le-Le-Lena."
"Master's cock is the best!! Haaang!! Cum!!"
I grinned at her.
'Thanks a ton... Even if it's just a dream, looks like she really did give her heart to the real me.'
No matter how much trust you show on the surface or bare your true feelings, belief doesn't come easy.
I'd cheated my way into Lena's dream to check her heart.
And without any tricks, she genuinely liked me.
Plus, as the dream sex dragged on, she started seeing me as Seong Suho for real.
"Master!! Haaang!! Master!! Aaaang!"
"Kuht! Lena! Will you bear my child?"
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Yes!! Haaang! Your child!! Haaang!! I'll devote everything to raising it! Haaang!!"
With her arms braced on the piano, soaked in cock-lust, Duke Peron was nowhere in Lena's eyes.
She surely hadn't started out this way.
No noble lady would pant and scream for dick in front of her father.
Life in isolated Demon King's Castle, hopeless circumstances, parting from loved ones.
That venomous existence had broken her.
And in her shattered state, she'd met me...
The thought of something happening to me someday, forcing us apart and leaving her alone in some toxic swamp, stabbed my head like needles.
Gazing at her, I vowed.
"Lena! I fucking love you! You're mine for life!"
"Haaang! I love you!!! I love you!!!!"
I unleashed a waterfall of cum into her womb and got booted from the dream.
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......
This was awkward.
Lena stared up at me, tears soaking her pillow, while my own arousal refused to fade.
"Gasp!"
Suddenly, Lena straddled my crotch, cascading tears as she looked down at me.
Her pink hair, gleaming in the living quarters' light, framed her face like a curtain.
Even amid that beauty, worry crept in.
'...Did she actually get mad?'
About what I'd done in her dream, probably.
Tears like a waterfall, ragged breaths.
And an expression brimming with arousal.
"Um... Lena? Sorry about that... Mmph?"
"Churp, chup, churup."
Lena cut me off with a fierce kiss.
After rounds of tongue play, she pulled back, sobbing as she spoke.
"I'm sorry.... I just... I can't calm my excitement at all, Master...."
"...."
Straddling my hips, she hiked up her skirt.
From her crotch, love juices soaked her white panties, steaming like heat waves.
"Master... I tried to hold back, but... I can't anymore.... Please... heut!!"
"I can't hold back either!"
Same for me.
I'd cum in the dream, but my excitement hadn't ebbed a bit.
If anything, the pleasure had amplified since before entering the dream.
I rolled Lena onto her side, stripped her bare, and started fucking.
No consideration for other housemates.
Didn't matter if anyone heard.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Haaang! Hauung!"
"Cumming!!"
"Cum in meee!! Hiiiuuk!!!"
It was just time for our satisfaction.
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......
Exhausted from the intense sex, Lena and I fell asleep.
When I woke after a long nap, she stirred too, sensing me.
I apologized for the dream antics, but cradled in my arms, she smiled softly instead.
"No matter what dreams you give me, Master, I don't mind at all. If anything...."
"...?"
She paused, then spoke with a serious look.
"If you want it in reality too, I'll do it all. That's how I feel."
Lena declared she'd do anything, even in front of Duke Peron, if I wished.
Though his poor health worried her.
'Gotta visit Peron Duchy together later.... Heh heh heh... Hope he recovers by then.'
Lost in lecherous thoughts, I kept chatting with her.
She stayed nestled, and through talk, I learned Dream Incursion precautions.
"So, you weren't asleep then?"
"Yes. That night, I skipped my sleeping pills due to low stock."
We discussed the time I'd snuck into her Demon King Castle bedroom and got caught.
I'd assumed she was asleep; figured the Dream Incursion failed from mental strain.
As a result, I had been unable to do anything once I entered the dream, and Lena had even experienced a lucid dream.
I learned that problems could arise if one uses Dream Invasion while the target is not asleep.
"Gotta be careful next time."
"And... this might be unnecessary information, but...."
"Nah, it's fine. Tell me."
"Um... Sex in dreams doesn't relieve urges—it amplifies them."
"Ah... Kinda figured...."
Her words rang true; I'd felt it too.
We'd fucked like beasts and climaxed, but waking left no relief.
Sex drive just piled up.
'So dream acts don't vent it—they build it for reality....'
The pent-up dream pleasure wrecked my control here.
That's why she'd mounted me.
"However, the reason I couldn't keep my head straight... was also because I was confused."
"...?"
"Perhaps because I lost the sensation of having woken up, the emotions I felt in the dream didn't change at all even after I woke."
"Ah...."
What she described was half-asleep haze.
Not just any dream, but one drowning in pleasure—it blurred reality.
Good intel.
I decided to keep the precautions I learned from Lena firmly in mind for when I used Dream Invasion in the future.
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I tucked Lena in and left Viola's quarters.
Perhaps because it was currently bedtime, the corridors of the ship were pitch black.
While I was walking down the hall wondering where Viola was, I ran into Beatrice.
"Huh? Weren't you sleeping, nyang?"
"Nah, couldn't sleep. You?"
"I don't normally sleep, nyan."
Beatrice was peeking through corridor doors at tteokbokki outside, as usual.
'Cats gonna cat?'
I sat beside her, chatting about Dream Incursion and sleep.
She hadn't known I could use them, never mentioned before.
Beatrice looked at me with a surprised expression and started hopping up and down.
"Amazing, nyang! Learning that on your own? Wild, nyang!"
"Heh, I'm special."
Clapping, she said,
"Oooh! I guess I have to take back thinking you were an idiot until now, nyan."
"...."
You've been thinking that ever since the 'Do you like me?' incident?
This punk...
No, should I say I'm glad her evaluation of me has changed, even if it's late?
The real reason I brought this up with Beatrice was because of the precautions for Dream Invasion. Since she was someone who had learned the skill by birth, I wanted to see if there were any other precautions she might know.
But her response just saddened me.
"I only used it a few times during the war, nyang. So I don't know much, nyang. My mom is way more skilled, so she'd know a lot, but she's not here now, nyang."
"Ah, got it. Sorry for prying."
"It's fine, nyang."
Beatrice beamed innocently and snuggled into my arms.
Her cat tail swishing, she nuzzled happily, sniffing my scent.
Seeing her like this, it seemed possible only because Beatrice truly had no sexual feelings whatsoever.
'Ah... Wanna fuck her too.'
Thinking of future romps, I hugged her with fatherly warmth.
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After tons of cuddles(?) with Beatrice, I tracked Viola.
She slept in the central corridor bed Lena usually used.
Viola normally wore white pajamas to bed.
But right now, she was fast asleep in Lena's bed, wearing a one-piece dress that was closer to everyday wear.
Probably skipped changing to avoid disturbing us.
"Ha... She's a real angel."
I brushed her brown hair and lay beside her.
Perhaps because I was in a refractory period from the coupling with Lena earlier, I didn't feel the urge to engage in sexual activity.
However, I could feel a sense of overflowing happiness just by looking at her.
As I watched her for a long time, a curious thought occurred to me.
"What does Viola dream about usually?"
"...."
No reply.
Viola was the type who, once she fell asleep, would not wake up easily regardless of the situation.
And I was curious about the inside of the dreams of a Viola who wouldn't wake up.
"Viola, excuse me for a sec."
"...."
No answer, but hugging her, I cast Dream Incursion.
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"...Where's this?"
I looked around.
The ground was entirely covered in white flour and the waterfalls were pouring milk instead of water.
And on the trees, as if mocking the Creator, loaves of bread hung in clusters.
Bees whose heads had been replaced by magic wands flew around, kissing real flowers and spitting sugar and flour in all directions.
"...Mamma mia."
This was madness.
True insanity wasn't hell—it was here.
Gotta escape...
Just as a genuine sense of terror was taking root within me, two people caught my eye.
Viola and me.
"...?"
Viola was clearly the real Viola, but I was not. It wasn't a real person, but a piece of dough molded into my likeness.
Viola molded a 1:1 bread figurine of me.
"...."
Since I was already in Viola's dream, I decided to approach her to try and have a conversation.
Spotting me, her eyes went bunny-wide.
"Oh my! Two Suho-kuns!"
"...No, Viola, I'm the real one."
"This is a disaster!"
Ignoring me, she grabbed my arm, kneading me into the bread figure.
Whether she possessed some kind of power in her dreams, Viola mixed me with the dough figure with a strength that surpassed my own.
I tried manipulating the dream, but her mental fortitude blocked it.
Watching my body melt and blend with the dough, I screamed in horror.
"W-Wait! I'm the real Seong Suho!!"
"This is bad~! Two Suho-kuns~!! Gotta mix 'em quick~!!"
"Kya aaak!!"
My body slowly turned to dough.
"Nyaang...."
After Seong Suho left, Beatrice blankly stared at outdoor tteokbokki.
Then he returned.
Sensing him, she tilted her head.
"Huh? Didn't you go to Viola, nyang?"
"......Huaaaang!!"
"Nyang! W-Why, nyang?!"
Seong Suho dove into Beatrice's arms, sobbing endlessly.
"Huaaaang!!!"
"Calm down, nyang."
Engraving a deep trauma regarding dough into his heart, Seong Su-ho fell asleep in Beatrice's arms.