Pillar Husband
Morning, 7 a.m. I dragged my lazy ass out early today and fucked Eun-byeol.
“Haaah!”
Squirt!
“Pussy tastes delicious today too, huh?”
“...Shut up.”
“Heh, no need to get all shy now. Time to start treating me nice, don't you think?”
“Get lost... I'll kill you someday, I swear...”
“Oh nooo, I'm so scared.”
I wiped my cum off on her hair like always. The thick white globs clung to the strands. It was kinda hot watching it, but unfortunately, I'd blown my load completely—my dick was sore even though it was hard again. Instead of shoving it in, I pressed it against her thigh and pulled her into a hug, stroking her head.
“Today's the hunter exam, right?”
“...”
“Answer me.”
“Yeah...”
“Do your best. I even filled you up with my special energy boost, heh.”
“You filthy bastard...”
Today was hunter exam day. That was the only reason this lazy fuck got out of bed at dawn. The exam ran from morning till evening, so no chance to fuck Eun-byeol otherwise. We'd agreed not to touch her at night—though I could break that promise anytime. Still, for keeping up the double life, it was smarter to leave her alone after dark.
I groped her ass, then smack!—gave it a sharp slap. The crisp sound echoed. She glared daggers at me. I ignored it, scratching my belly as I said,
“Alright, now go make some ramen. For your man here, heh.”
“'Your man' my ass. I'm gonna kill you...”
Eun-byeol got up with a shit-eating scowl. She threw on just an apron over her naked body and shuffled to the kitchen, filling a pot with water to boil.
“Hey! You trying to boil the whole Han River? Cut the water in half!”
“...”
I freaked when I saw her dumping in way too much. She was always scheming to fuck me over at every chance, dodging my commands creatively. It was cute, but I drew the line at Han River ramen. I checked the water level, then flopped back into bed. While waiting for her to bring the noodles, I scrolled the gallery.
Virgin, huh. Virgins can't hold back. I reflexively tapped the post. A wide-smiling Lina Bae greeted me.
“Ah, fuck.”
I hit back quick and kept scrolling. Then another tempting title caught my eye. (Some shitty fart meme pic.)
“What the hell? Who's managing this armband gallery?! If you're the mod, do your damn job!”
I got carpet-bombed by the usual crap: that one Kas meme, that beauty YouTuber edit, that female comedian shitpost. The gallery was overrun with gross hatebait images. Where the fuck were the armband mods with their monthly 500k stipend? Slacking off like pros. I bailed from the gallery—staying longer would've rotted my eyes or brain for sure.
Fucking assholes, how do they even save and hoard that garbage?
Those guys had stomachs of steel.
“Here, it's done.”
I'd switched to YouTube when Eun-byeol brought the ramen. I plopped down at the table she'd set.
“Heh, looks perfectly boiled.”
I scooped up a bite. Steam billowed up invitingly.
“Cool it down.”
“Huh...?”
“Blow on it with your mouth.”
“...”
It looked too hot. I ordered her to cool it with her mouth. Unable to refuse, she grimaced and knelt. Then she blew gently on the noodles on my chopsticks. Slurp. I chowed down happily. Drained the broth too, then crashed back on the bed.
“Ahh, stuffed. You make killer ramen, Eun-byeol. I'd rank you third on my bride list?”
“Shut up...”
“Hmm... mouth too foul, guess fourth it is.”
She clamped her lips shut, done responding. I'd teased her enough, so I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. Then I shuffled out.
“Alright, I'm off. Ace that exam.”
“Get lost already.”
Bam! She slammed the door the second I was out. Time for her to finally accept it, but she was still a wildcat.
Whatever, as long as I can watch and fuck her, I don't care.
I could see her sweet side plenty in KakaoTalk anyway. What mattered was her tight pussy, not her attitude.
“Guess I should get ready too.”
I headed home, changed into going-out clothes, and stepped out.
“...Fucking annoying.”
So Eun-byeol cleaned up Lee Hyun's trash and scrubbed the ramen pot. Doing post-fuck cleanup for the guy who raped her felt pathetic and miserable.
“Fucking bastard... why always in my hair?”
After a quick tidy, she hit the bathroom for a shower. Lathered shampoo and scrubbed off the cum he'd splattered. Shower spray. She slumped under the water, fingering her pussy to scoop out the remnants. A watery glob clung to her fingertip—his semen mixed with her juices.
“This is so fucking irritating...”
Hypnosis powers? She still couldn't wrap her head around why such bullshit ended up with a trash like him. What the hell were the gods doing...?
Oh shit.
She grumbled internally, then caught herself. The constellation who'd granted her power was basically a god too. Cursing the one who'd given her two authorities? Apostle fail.
“Haa... at least he hasn't seen it yet. Thank god...”
She was relieved her constellation didn't know she'd been raped. If she told him, he might smite the trash like he'd saved her from that near-rape before. But she couldn't bear him finding out she'd lost her virginity to scum like that. Scared he'd be disappointed and ditch her. That's why she'd begged Hyun on her knees to leave her alone at night—just to hide it from her night-visiting constellation.
Still... feels kinda routine lately...
It was getting familiar after daily assaults, but...
Routine my ass! Did that trash hypnotize me again before leaving? Why am I thinking stupid shit like this?
She shook her head, banishing the dumb thought. Finished showering, got dressed. Time was past 8 a.m. Exam at 10:30—cutting it close. Not far, but these exams every six months drew crowds. Go too casual on timing, and traffic jams could make you late.
Makeup, wallet, phone—out the door. Heading for the subway, she spotted a familiar figure by the studio.
“Why'd you take so long? I've been waiting forever.”
“...Fuck.”
Lee Hyun grinned as he approached.
“Why the hell are you still hanging around?”
“Heh, can't I stick around?”
“You can barely stand without jerking off first.”
Eun-byeol glared ferociously. If looks could laser, I'd be shredded. Of course, bound by commands, she couldn't harm me anyway.
“Heh, wanna test it right here? See if it stands or not.”
“D-don't be ridiculous!”
I draped an arm over her shoulder, groping her tit. My dick—dead after flooding her womb—was revived ages ago. Back in my room, Absolute Power kicked in, restoring peak condition.
I ground my bulge against her ass through my pants. She flinched. Face flushing, she scanned around. Seeing no one, she sighed in relief.
“You embarrassed?”
“You call that embarrassing?”
“C'mon, we've fucked over ten times. Harsh much?”
“Shut up, please...”
Her face burned crimson. She was used to rape sessions now, but public teasing? Too much. Made it more fun. I sexually harassed her right outside the studio. Shame no audience.
“Get lost already. Don't you know I have an exam?”
She dodged my hands and bolted. I trailed lazily behind.
“Heh, what a coincidence.”
“...”
“Answer.”
“What...”
She scowled like she'd eaten shit. I grinned and told her,
“I'm heading to the hunter exam too. Let's go together.”