C-Class Hunter — Lee Hanna (5)
How much time had passed since then?
Squelch—♥!! Squelch—♥!! Squelch—♥!! Squelch—♥!!
"Ahhhnnn♥♥♥! Husband's cockkk♥! It feels so gooood♥♥! Hnnngh♥♥♥?! You're pressing right into my sensitive spots♥ Haaauuungh♥♥!"
Taejin and Hanna's sex only grew more intense.
Of course, "more intense" here didn't mean Taejin's movements had gotten rougher — it meant Hanna's had.
I feel like my dick is about to get ripped off…
If anything, Taejin wanted her to slow down, but Hanna refused to grant him that mercy, riding him even harder. His cock was already at the absolute limit of holding back, and with Hanna grinding down on him like she meant to tear him apart, he was dying.
He held out as long as he humanly could. Then, with his lower half wrung past every threshold of endurance, he finally couldn't take it anymore and spoke up.
"Khhn — I'm about to cum! Slow down a little!"
I'm about to blow. Please, just move a little slower.
But at his words, Hanna only seemed to decide that if he was that close, she needed to squeeze him even harder.
Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!! Slap—♥!!
"Nooo…♥ If you're right on the edge, go even harderrr♥♥! Haaah♥! I have to clamp down and wring every last drop out of you♥♥! Ahhng♥!"
She slammed her hips down even more violently, crushing his cock with relentless pressure. Faced with that, Taejin finally broke.
—Brrrrrt! Brrrrrrt!!
He emptied himself straight into her.
He'd only been in this apartment for about an hour, and she'd already milked two loads out of him.
Up to that point, it wasn't really a problem.
"Haaah…♥ Haaah…♥ You filled me up with that hot stuff again~♥?"
The real problem was the woman wringing him dry like this.
"I still haven't finished. Let's go one more time♥"
She still had enough stamina left over to keep going. He was genuinely, thoroughly fucked.
Even after that, Hanna kept milking Taejin's cum out of him like she was harvesting it. No metaphor — she literally climbed back on top of him and forced two more orgasms out of him right there.
"H-Hanna… I really can't do any more…"
Thoroughly sucked dry, Taejin told her his balls were completely empty.
"Haangh♥♥! Not yettt♥! I'm not satisfieddd♥♥!"
Hanna laughed off his protests and rolled her hips even harder. By the end of it, she'd pulled four loads out of him through sex alone.
Maybe it was because that number already blew past any ordinary man's limit.
"Huuuuhhh…"
Taejin felt like he'd been half-mummified. Honestly, he'd figured three times would be the absolute max. Four was…
"Looks like you can still get it up, though?"
"N-No. I'm done, really…"
"Haup—♥!"
"?!"
Never mind. With a blowjob thrown in, five was looking possible.
"Chuurp♥ How's my blowjob technique…? Just a little bit♥? Fufu♥"
"Y-You're way too good at this…"
At this point, Taejin wasn't even acting anymore. Passing out on the spot wouldn't have been surprising.
I always thought sex was just fun.
Getting milked this hard in reverse made him feel like he was going to die. Was this the power of a married Hunter woman?
Taejin trembled — not entirely from fear.
"Ah, you came."
No — that was just his body shuddering from the orgasm. Either way, after being drained that thoroughly, Taejin collapsed onto the bed.
Hanna slid up beside his fallen form, pressing her naked body flush against his.
"Today was really wonderful."
Her voice had none of the drunken haze from when they'd first met. Apparently all the sex had burned the alcohol clean out of her system.
Well, we did go at it for over four hours.
His own buzz was long gone too. He managed a weak nod.
"…I'm glad to hear that."
I had a good time too. Up through the middle, at least. After that it was honestly brutal.
The thought rose all the way to his throat, but he swallowed it. At his words, Hanna smiled happily — then her face darkened.
"The truth is, my husband and I have been… distant lately…"
Given that he hadn't shown up on their wedding anniversary, that tracked. Taejin wanted to ask why the man hadn't come home, but he held back. Getting that deeply involved felt like a bad idea.
"Don't let it eat at you so much. Drinking yourself sick only hurts you."
He offered at least a short word of comfort. Whether it was genuine consolation or a quiet plea of please don't jump me while drunk next time, even he wasn't sure.
Hanna let out a soft laugh at his attempt. He'd meant it as comfort, but apparently she found it amusing.
Well, she doesn't look depressed anymore, so… good enough?
Watching her expression brighten, Taejin decided to take the win. Then Hanna stopped laughing and looked at him.
"Would you like to stay for dinner?"
He desperately wanted to say no — but without food, he was fairly certain he'd just collapse on the spot, so he couldn't refuse.
"Just so you know, dinner is eel~♥"
Ah, damn it.
By the time Taejin finally left Hanna's place, another two hours had passed. His cock was starting to ache just from existing, and he staggered out of her apartment with considerable effort.
Oh — and before he left, she'd gotten his number.
"Next time I pack some side dishes, I'll call you. Come over then~"
The reason she'd taken his number was nothing special. She just wanted to send him home-cooked banchan…
"Ah, of course — hehe. Never mind. Head on in~"
…He'd probably be able to take the side dishes and leave. Probably.
Either way, dinner finished, Taejin started back toward the security office.
Wait. Come to think of it… I've been gone since two o'clock all the way through dinner.
Last time it hadn't taken this long, so it hadn't mattered. But looking at it now, the security office had been empty for hours. No — his entire shift had already ended.
There were two of them covering the post, so it shouldn't be a huge problem…
They're going to think something weird, aren't they?
No matter how he spun it, people were going to get the wrong idea. So Taejin decided to get back to the office as fast as possible and picked up his pace.
…He was too wrecked to actually run.
When he finally made it back to the office—
"Oh, Taejin, you're back? Since you didn't show, I clocked you out myself."
The other guard who should have been there was already gone. The guys on the next shift were in instead.
"Is that… okay?"
He asked the guards, who were acting like nothing was wrong. The answer he got was this:
"We already heard from Gicheol — you went to do a 'service' call."
Taejin visibly panicked. Wait. Everyone knew about that?
While he was still reeling, one of the senior guards came over and clapped him on the shoulder.
"You've got it rough, kid. Being the youngest of us means you catch all the dirty work."
"Ah — y-yes…"
"Of all things, getting stuck doing massage service for the Hunters…"
"Y-Yes…?"
Massage service…? Not sexual service?
"No need to play dumb. Regular civilians like us can't even give a proper massage that works on them — the whole thing exists just so they can mess with us. Getting called out for that means you really drew the short straw."
That… actually existed? Then why had he…
The thought clicked into place.
Ah. Did the App rewrite everyone's perception so that 'sexual service' registers as 'massage service' — and so nobody cares if I'm late?
He couldn't be completely sure, but that had to be it. No — it needed to be it. A clause that horrific had no business existing in reality.
Taejin nodded along with the most pitiful expression he could manage. He was halfway through stripping out of his uniform again and changing back into street clothes when—
"Ah, right. Taejin."
He turned at the senior guard's voice.
"I've got weekend duty tomorrow, so I can't go out. Do some shopping for me, will you?"
"Shopping?"
For reference, the security guards rotated shifts every other week. Tomorrow was supposed to be Taejin's day off — he'd planned to hole up at home and rest properly…
"Yeah. You're just gonna sit in your room all day anyway."
"Hey. That's a cheap shot with the facts…"
"Use my card. Buy yourself a meal while you're at it."
"Ohhh — in that case, absolutely."
"Hey, don't go crazy with it— ah, he's already gone!"
Free food on someone else's card? There was no world in which he was turning that down. Taejin bolted before Gicheol could take it back, already plotting how thoroughly he was going to murder that card balance.
"Can't say no to a free meal."
He grinned to himself, already daydreaming about tomorrow's free food.
"Oh? Taejin!"
And of all people to run into next — a celebrity Hunter. Or more precisely…
"I-If you have a little time… would you mind going grocery shopping with me?"
…someone famous enough to be called the Saintess of Korea.