Aaaahhh!!! Pheromone Madness and Soul-Binding
“Aaaahhh!!!”
A few days later, the campus looked peaceful on the surface. Professor Ludel had taken leave under the pretext of repairing her lab, and Luna was buried in end-of-term paperwork. Finally, I could relax and study.
...Or so I thought.
“Si-hun.”
I was studying in the library when someone tapped my shoulder. It was Ha-yoon.
“Oh, hey.”
“Studying?”
“Yeah. Finals, you know.”
Ha-yoon plopped down next to me, and she looked like hell. Sunken eyes, cracked lips. The face of someone who'd pulled all-nighters for days.
“You okay? You look sick.”
“Nah. Just haven't slept much.”
She slumped over the desk. Her gaze raked obsessively over my body. Sniff, sniff. Again. She was smelling me again.
“Si-hun.”
“Yeah?”
“That perfume... you're really not gonna tell me where you got it?”
Her voice trembled. “I'm going crazy because of it. Your scent keeps popping into my head... I can't sleep at night... my body's getting all hot and weird...”
This was serious. Who knew Luna's mana could be this addictive to a normal person? Maybe I should look into an antidote.
“It's discontinued. For real.”
“Liar.”
Ha-yoon suddenly grabbed my hand. Her palm was scorching hot, slick with cold sweat.
“You're lying, right? You just don't wanna share with me?”
“I'm not. There really isn't any.”
“Then...”
She glanced around, then whispered wetly in my ear. “Just once... let me sniff you for one time only?”
“What?”
“Let me hug you and smell you for five minutes—no, ten. I feel like I'd survive.”
It sounded just like a junkie's plea.
“Ha-yoon, you should see a doctor. Or the counseling center. You've been acting really off lately.”
“I'm not crazy! It's just your scent is so good!”
She yelled it. Every eye in the library snapped to us. I saw the librarian bolt from her seat.
Shit, this is bad.
Right then—bzzz! My phone in my pocket heated up like a lump of coal. A warning from Luna.
She was definitely watching via CCTV. If I didn't shove Ha-yoon off right now, Luna would burst in and demolish the library.
I yanked my hand free. “Sorry, gotta go—emergency.”
“Si-hun! Don't go! Please!”
I bolted from the library like my life depended on it. Her whimpering voice chased me, but I couldn't look back.
For her sake, too.
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I pushed open the department head's office door, and a chill rushed out. Her eyes were ice-cold, ready to devour me. Dozens of ice spikes floated in the air.
“You're here.”
“Y-yeah...”
“That bitch is persistent, huh?”
Luna flicked her finger. One spike slammed into the floor.
Crack!
“I warned you. I don't let anyone eye my property.”
“She seems sick. Just ignore her.”
“Sick? That's not lovesickness—it's heat.”
Luna scoffed. “My mana isn't just some pheromone. Think of it like a brand.”
“A brand?”
“Yeah. 'This male is the prime stud exclusively owned by 0-grade Archmage Luna von Adelheit.' That kind of brand.”
She grinned wickedly and yanked my collar. “So lesser human bitches go insane just from the scent. It's a queen-approved superior gene—they're desperate to claim a share.”
“So I'm walking around as a living aphrodisiac now?”
“Aww? Don't like it? All that popularity should be fun.”
Luna giggled. “Of course, you're mine, so I won't share a single bit.”
“No antidote?”
“There is.”
She smirked. “Kill her.”
“Not that!”
“Kidding. Time's the cure. If you don't meet her, it'll wear off eventually. Or she'll wither away.”
Wither away? Brutal phrasing.
“And...”
Luna pressed close. A pale hand slithered up under my shirt like a snake.
“You reek of another bitch. Gotta cover it up again.”
She dug her nails into my chest. A sharp sting, blood beading up.
“This time, it'll be permanent.”
“What now? A tattoo?”
“No. Deeper.”
Luna pulled a small vial from her drawer. Fluorescent purple liquid glowing ominously.
“What's that?”
“Subordination contract. Liquid form.”
“Huh?”
“Drink it, and your soul binds to mine. We'll share life force.”
She uncapped it. A sticky, dangerous sweet smell stabbed my nose.
“Drink this, and touching another woman will trigger rejection. Hives, puking.”
“That's a curse!”
“Curse? It's a blessing. Seals off any wandering eyes at the source.”
She took the potion into her mouth. Then grabbed my jaw roughly.
“Drink, Master.”
Her lips crashed into mine. Cold, sticky liquid forced down my throat mouth-to-mouth.
“Mmph! Nngh!”
I tried to resist, but her mana pinned me immobile. The vile foreign sensation slid down, burning my esophagus, then a chill spread through my gut.
“Pha...!”
Our lips parted. Luna licked her lips in ecstasy.
“There. Now your heart won't beat for any other woman without my permission.”
“What the hell did you do...?”
“A vow of love.♡”
She pressed her ear to my chest. “Hear that? 'Luna's, Luna's,' it's saying.”
Feels more like fear making it race.
“Now study for finals in peace. I'll watch over you.”
Luna glued herself to my side. Subordination contract, huh? For this job, I'm claiming hazard pay with my retirement.
“Haa...”
Can I really graduate? Hell, can I even survive?
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“Nngh.”
I woke to a chill in my gut. Like someone poured ice water into my insides. Must be that 'subordination potion' Luna force-fed me last night.
“Awake, my other half?♡”
Luna blinked up at me with a smile, ear still on my chest.
“What're you doing this early?”
“Resonance test.”
She guided my hand to her left breast.
Thump. Thump.
Weird. Through my palm, our heartbeats synced perfectly. Like one organ fused together.
“Contract effect. Life force sharing.”
“So if I get hurt, you do too?”
“Yeah. And what I feel, you feel.”
She grinned slyly and slipped her hand under the covers. Gripped my lower half tight.
“Gah?!”
A jolt of pleasure shot up my spine. But it was different. Not just the gripped sensation—the feeling of gripping something warm and firm flooded my brain too. The pressure in her hand.
“W-what is this? Why do I feel your hand...?”
“Told you. Sensory sharing. Not 100%, but our nerves are linked.”
Luna started stroking up and down.
“Hngh... ah, wait...!”
It was maddening. Passive pleasure from my dick being stimulated. Active pleasure from the hand stroking it. Both ways, doubled—no, squared stimulation.
“How's it feel? You feel your cock wriggling in my hand, right?”
“S-stop... too intense...!”
“Fun. If I get excited, you do too. You cum, I cum?♡”
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, speeding up like a kid with a new toy.
“Then, morning shot to start the day? Maaas-ter.♡”
She flipped the covers over and dove between my legs.
“Aaaahhh!!!”
Sensory overload. Pathetically, I greeted the morning with a scream straight out of hentai.
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First day of finals. I looked like a zombie. Legs wobbling from sensory sharing aftereffects. That morning, Luna smacked my ass with a “Good luck on the test!”—and I felt the smacking sensation on my own ass. Freaky.
This is way more dangerous than I thought.
Shambling to the lecture hall, a shadow rippled in the hallway corner.
“Si-hun.”
Ha-yoon. She'd wasted away even more in days. Dark circles like graves under her eyes, fingernails chewed to shreds.
“Oh... hey.”
I backed up. But she advanced relentlessly.
“Where've you been? No contact.”
“Busy studying.”
“Liar.”
She sniffed. “Scent's stronger. Deeper this time.”
Luna's subordination mana. Ha-yoon had unconsciously sensed it.
“Just once. Really, one touch.”
She snatched my wrist.
Slap! The moment her skin touched—
“Kyaaah?!”
Ha-yoon screamed and collapsed, clutching her hand like it was burned, trembling.
“It hurts! What the hell?!”
Her palm swelled red. The contract's defense mechanism. Rejecting touch from anyone but the owner.
“Ha-yoon, you okay?”
“Stay back! What did you do to your body?!”
Terror in her eyes. But her outstretched hand twitched in midair, unable to pull away. Painful, yet craving touch—a contradictory desire.
“This is weird... it hurts but... the sting feels good...”
She'd completely lost it. Sweat beaded on my brow.
“Sorry. Bad static today? Good luck on the test.”
I left her crumpled and fled into the exam room. Her sticky mutter chased me.
“Tingly... feels good... wanna touch more...”
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I don't even know how the exam went. Can't remember what I wrote. My head was full of Ha-yoon's mad eyes and the sensory shocks.
Back in the department head's office, Luna was giggling over the answer sheet.
“Welcome back, my other half.”
“Think I bombed.”
“No worries. I'll fix it.”
“Still, that's...”
Ignoring my protest, she twirled her pen and approached.
“More importantly, earlier.”
“Huh?”
“You barbecued a pest in the hall?”
That knowing smirk. Sensory sharing—she'd gotten the rejection feedback and Ha-yoon's scream live.
“See? Told you. Wandering eyes sealed at the source.”
“She got hurt. Tone down the sealing.”
“Hmph. Lucky it was just a burn. I wanted to blast her hand off.”
Luna grabbed my nape, sat me on the sofa, and straddled my lap. Her elevated heartbeat pulsed through her ass.
“Feeling good?”
“Yeah. Confirmed my magic works perfectly.”
She hugged my neck. “And after a day apart, I need a 'recharge.'”
“Recharge?”
“Mana recharge. Semen recharge. And...”
She placed my hand on her breast. “Sensory recharge.”