Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am Supreme
"Haa... haa..."
Ice Queen's eyes were unfocused from the afterglow of her climax as she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Her body trembled intermittently, a sign she'd felt a stronger orgasm than usual.
And who could blame her? She'd fallen for my suggestion, treating me like a loving lover. Hell, she'd even screamed that she loved me, that my cock was so big and good. Then, right in the middle of sex, a call came in from Horny Guy.
For Ice Queen, who'd trusted my promise completely, it must've felt like a bolt from the blue.
"As expected of Ice Queen. The resolve of an A-rank hero on the cusp of S-rank."
Just before climax, she'd shaken off my arm and managed to end the call. Right as reason was about to be swept away by the storm of pleasure, she'd mustered her last strength to hang up on Jung-nam.
Thanks to that, he hadn't heard her declaration of love or her beastly moans. Well, since I am Jung-nam, it was basically the same thing.
"Fuckin' hot."
Ice Queen stifling her moans was sexy, but her letting them out freely like this? Just as hot. If an eunuch heard those sounds, he'd cry out, "Your Highness! It's standing—it's erect! My lowly member has sprung to life!" only to get, "Oh? Then lop off that merchant's cock again." And he'd snap, "You fuckin' bastard. Think being king means you own the world?! Fuck your ranks!" and start a rebellion.
"...What the hell are you talking about?"
Anyway, the point is, Ice Queen is insanely hot.
"We're not done yet tonight."
I climbed on top of her as she lay there panting face-down. Her vacant gaze shifted from the ceiling to me.
"That was really good, Ice Queen. I love you."
"...I love you too."
Thoroughly conquered, the words slipped from Ice Queen's lips all too easily.
"Really? I'm so happy. You're the best, Ice Queen. I couldn't live without you."
"Eut...!"
I hugged her tight, whispering sweet nothings of love into her ear over and over. It was like the word "love" held some magic—each repetition made her breathing grow rougher.
"Ice Queen. You prefer me... or that Horny Guy bastard?"
"Ah..."
Mentioning Jung-nam brought guilt flickering into her eyes. At the same time, she started whining petulantly.
"Don't... ask that..."
"I'm your boyfriend right now. And you just said you loved me. Right? You wouldn't cheat right in front of your boyfriend, would you?"
"That was... just role-play for today..."
"Yeah, role-play. So why not stick to your role? The day's not over yet."
"You broke the promise..."
"Huh?"
"You broke the promise first!"
Ice Queen suddenly yelled. Oops, pushed too hard? But I had my side too.
"What promise did I break?"
"You said you wouldn't call Jung-nam..."
"I didn't call."
"What?"
"I can't control him calling you."
"Th-that's true, but..."
"And besides..."
I yanked her into a tight embrace.
"Eut?!"
I stared into her eyes. Her pupils dilated, and she tried to turn away.
No chance.
"Look at me."
"L-let go."
"Look at me, Ice Queen."
"....."
Ice Queen might not realize it, but she was already my prisoner. She moved, spoke, acted exactly as I commanded.
"You're my girlfriend right now. I'm your boyfriend."
"S-so? And that means you broke the promise."
"It doesn't. I didn't break it."
I stroked her cheek.
"He called you. Not me."
"....."
"And didn't it piss you off, talking to that guy right in front of me?"
"J-jealousy? You were jealous?"
"Yeah."
"Ah..."
Her eyes shook violently. Me being jealous must've been a total shock.
"You think any boyfriend would just sit there while his girl chats with some guy she's crushing on, late at night?"
"I-I'm not your girlfriend..."
"You are right now."
"Eut..."
I lay back on the bed with her still in my arms—me on the bottom, her straddling me. My insatiable cock was screaming to plunge back into her pussy. So I obliged, sliding it in.
Squelch!
I didn't thrust yet. I wanted to hear something first.
"You're my girlfriend, right? Say it, Ice Queen."
"Eueut... haa..."
Her hypersensitive body hit a light climax from the insertion alone.
"Say it. Tell me with your own mouth that you're my girlfriend."
"Uuh... can't we just skip this and move?"
"Nope. Say it, or I'll call that handsome Horny Guy bastard right now."
"Eut... no... but handsome bastard?"
Why? He is.
"Hurry up and say it."
"Uuh... you're such a weirdo, Steel Armor. Hoo... I'm your girlfriend, Steel Armor."
"Love me?"
"Yeah. I love you."
"I love you too, Ice Queen."
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Eut! Ahang~! Yes! Hnggh!"
I gripped her perfectly molded ass and pistoned vigorously up and down. Pleasure flooded her face.
"I-I'm cumming... hyaaa~!"
Squish—!
"Haa... why... why stop...?"
I halted right before her peak again. She pouted like a child.
"Your turn to move."
"...Haang! Haaang~!"
After a brief hesitation, Ice Queen sat up and started grinding her hips herself—back and forth, then in figure-eights. Her bouncing breasts were gorgeous in rhythm.
"Gonna cum!"
"M-me toooo~! Hyaaaang~!"
Seeing this Ice Queen serving me willingly filled my balls in no time. We climaxed together.
"Haa... haa... hng!"
I kissed her as she panted in my arms. Normally, I'd pound her till dawn, but tonight was "lovers" mode.
"Let's sleep like this."
"Hng... pull out."
"Nah. Sleep with it in."
"....."
And so we drifted off with my cock still buried inside her.
*****
After light morning sex and room service breakfast, we fucked again. I came inside her three more times before dropping her home.
"Get home safe."
"...Yeah."
At her door, Ice Queen—no, Han Ji-min—seemed about to say something, lips twitching, but turned away silently.
"What? Why chicken out?"
I watched her retreating back, then turned the car around.
Arriving at my destination, I stopped at a nearby mart for han-gwa and sesame sets, then entered the tailor's.
"Yo! The rain's back!!!"
"Ugh, so tiresome. Can't you enter quietly for once?"
Peter Elder sighed at my boisterous entrance.
Why? Protagonists always make grand entrances!
"Here ya go."
"Tch! Why do you keep bringing this junk?"
He tsked at the han-gwa set but snatched it quick. Total tsundere gramps, despite his age.
As he munched away happily, I browsed the displayed suits. Centuries of craftsmanship made each one extraordinary.
"Damn, stylish. Peter, got any in my size?"
"None of these fit you. You're too big—needs custom."
"Aw. Can you make one just like this design?"
"Come back in two days."
He knew my measurements from constant bribes and new suits. His attitude had softened too.
Once he finished the set, I broached my real business.
"Peter. Got a question."
"What?"
"How do you make a monster follow you like a dog or cat?"
"....."
His face darkened at "monster." He glared.
"...Why ask that?"
"Dunno. Figured you might know."
"Why me?"
"I'm very interested in you. Making bulletproof suits that block even S-rank powers. Selling them to first-timers. Hiding your true self. Plenty to pique curiosity."
I strolled casually, then locked eyes.
"Enough to make me curious, right?"
"Not an answer."
"This suit."
I gestured to the one I wore.
"Blocks blades, bullets, even S-rank powers. How? I pondered, investigated. Found something shocking."
(Never investigated. Why tail a 300-year-old? More sex time.)
"It's monster hide."
"....."
His eye twitched at "monster" again. Unusual aura leaked—ready to silence me by force if needed. He held back due to our rapport and uncertainty of my knowledge.
"Where'd you get it? Always wondered. Then I imagined: maybe you're even more amazing than I think."
"....."
"Just imagination. Point is, you process 'impossible-to-work' monster hide into killer suits."
"Get to it."
I shrugged to ease tension.
"Gotta catch a monster entering the city soon. You're the only monster expert nearby. Not threatening—just asking."
"...For monsters, see monster PhDs. They know ecology, handling."
"Pfft, desk experts who've never hunted? Too much hassle. Got a real expert close."
"....."
He stared, sighed. Knew I'd persist.
"...I process byproducts. Not kill. Tame like pet? Possible? Why even?"
"'Cause I'm Steel Armor."
"Pardon?"
I shrugged playfully.
"S-rank villain, Hero Association's top threat. But they won't bump me to SSS."
"...?"
He frowned, confused. I clenched my fist, venting.
"Know how many S-ranks in Dark City besides me? Sixteen! I crushed Jet Stream myself, yet they lump me with small-fry!"
"W-wait... taming a monster...?"
"Yep! Show 'em me with a pet monster, they'll snap: 'Oh shit, Steel Armor's SSS!' and slap their balls in awe. Heaven and earth, I reign supreme! I'm the top dog in Dark City—why group me with randos?!"
"....."
"I'll prove I'm the ultimate, SSS villain—with a monster pet!"
"...You fuckin' lunatic!"
Peter Elder cursed at me for the first time.