Chapter 70
Chapter 70
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 70
Chapter Title: A Slow Affirmation
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Slow, but unmistakable affirmation.
It was tantamount to a declaration of stripping away all her masks and surrendering to her instincts.
"Yeah. You look so much better like this, being honest."
I flashed a satisfied smile and scooped her up into my arms.
"You're so light, Aide."
"……."
Instead of replying, she buried her face in the crook of my neck.
Her flushed cheeks burned hot against my skin.
The moment we entered the bedroom, I tossed her lightly onto the bed.
"Eek!"
She tried to sit up on the bed, brushing her disheveled hair aside.
But I pressed down on her shoulders, laying her back flat.
"Lie still."
"…Shouldn't we… take off our clothes…?"
Seo Jubin reached back to unzip her dress.
I snatched her wrist.
"Who said anything about taking it off? Keep it on."
"…Pardon?"
"I like you in that outfit. Panting and gasping while wearing it is gonna be a hell of a sight."
I roughly hiked up the hem of her beige dress.
Her thighs clad in stockings came into view, along with her soaked panties glistening through.
"You're absolutely drenched, aren't you, Jubin?"
Seo Jubin tried to clamp her legs together in embarrassment, but I wedged myself between her knees and forced them apart.
"Don't even think about closing them. Spread 'em wide."
"Hah…."
Her face turned beet red as she hesitated, then gradually relaxed her legs.
I didn't bother pulling off her panties—instead, I shoved them aside.
"Your pussy always looks so smooth and pretty, like it's brand new."
Was it my words, or my gaze?
Her exposed slit started dripping even more, twitching and pulsing openly.
"Even wetter than before? Well, it was already like this just from touching over your panties."
I pulled out my cock with a light tease.
The pent-up lust from holding back all day—thanks to Choi Yura and Red Fox—came surging at once.
"Leaking like this, you don't need any foreplay, right?"
I tossed out the line and thrust straight in.
Squelch-!
"Haaahh!!"
Seo Jubin's hips bucked sharply.
Maybe because it had been a while, or her arousal was sky-high, but her walls clenched way tighter than usual.
"Haa… haa… Seonghwa…."
She was already moaning my name, and I'd barely just entered her.
I smirked faintly and gripped her hips, rocking slowly.
Squelch. Squish.
Every wet friction sound tickled my ears, sending jolts straight to my tip.
Am I extra pent-up today too?
I leaned down to peer at her face.
Her eyes, visible through her glasses, were completely glazed over.
"Jubin."
"Yeees…? Haaang!"
I reached out and wrapped my hand around her slender neck.
"Ngh?!"
Her eyes widened.
"I noticed last time—you tighten up more when I grab your throat."
I squeezed her windpipe gently but firmly—not enough to choke her, just enough to roughen her breathing.
"Khk… kuhk…."
A stifled cough escaped her lips, but I didn't let go.
If anything, I rubbed my thumb along her carotid and whispered.
"Same today. You're twitching even harder than when I thrust in. Feels amazing."
I wasn't exaggerating.
The moment I gripped her throat, her pussy clenched reflexively, squeezing my shaft tight.
Like some creature sensing mortal danger and desperately clinging to the instinct to breed.
"So this is your thing, huh, Jubin? Getting choked like that."
"N-No… hng! Kkh! That's not—!"
She tried to deny it, but her body was brutally honest.
The pressure on her throat and the pleasure stabbing her womb—both hitting her brain at once.
She rolled her eyes back and snapped her hips up.
"Moaning like a bitch in heat."
Truth be told, even I was surprised.
Not just at her reactions, but at how aggressively I was pushing her.
Normally, I wouldn't go this hard.
Maybe it was the lust I'd bottled up today spilling out, or maybe it was what I'd wanted to do to Choi Yura. Either way, I felt feral.
"Why're you squeezing tighter when I call you a bitch? Huh?"
Feeling her throat quiver in my grasp ignited a sadistic thrill.
The conquest of dominating this perfect elite woman however I pleased.
"Like it? Should I squeeze harder?"
"Hngk! Yes! I love it! Harder… please, choke me more…!"
A hoarse, slutty cry tore from her throat.
Fear's taking a backseat to relief, looks like.
She'd always been the one managing and controlling everything—Min Seola's schedule, Association business, villain responses.
Now, she was utterly subdued, handing over her body without a thought.
Was this what felt like ecstasy to her?
"If that's what you want."
I tightened my grip a fraction more.
Her face flushed deeper, mouth agape, eyes drifting into a hazy bliss.
Slam! Slam!
I picked up the pace, and her body jolted up and down.
Her glasses slipped from the frenzy, barely hanging on the tip of her nose.
"Haaang! Hng! Seonghwa! So intense!"
She moaned and reached for her glasses.
But I seized her wrists and pinned them.
"Hold on."
I grabbed the slipping glasses instead and brought them to her lips.
"Bite."
"…Pardon?"
"Think of it as a gag. Put it in your mouth."
Seo Jubin's eyes wavered.
Biting down on her glasses—the symbol of her intellect—like a gag.
But my commanding tone and the hand on her throat left no room for refusal.
She parted her trembling lips and clamped down on the frames.
"If you drop it, you'll get punished. Bite hard."
"Hnnng…."
She tensed her jaw to keep them in place.
Her moans muffled into garbled whimpers, trapped in her mouth.
The No.1 Hero's aide, glasses in her teeth, drooling with rolled-back eyes as she got pounded.
The sight was shockingly vulgar and obscene.
"You know how fucking hot you look right now, Jubin?"
I curled my lip and smacked her breast over her dress.
Seo Jubin jolted, her walls clamping down.
"Turn over. On your stomach."
Still biting her glasses, she raised her ass high and presented herself.
Her dress bunched up over her hips, exposing her pale skin and dripping pussy in stark detail.
"Good form."
I gripped her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed.
Then I stepped off, stood in front, and started pounding from behind.
Slam!!
"Hnnngh!!"
She bit down hard on her glasses.
Her head slammed into the mattress from the deep thrust.
"Do it yourself."
"…Hng?"
"Move until I'm satisfied."
"Nng… hng…."
Seo Jubin hesitated for just a moment, then started sluttily grinding her hips.
Like my personal fucktoy, she slammed her cervix down on my tip, chasing her pleasure.
"Not bad. How'd you hold back from doing this all the time?"
I spanked her ass—smack smack—dictating the pace.
"Faster."
"Hngh! Hng!"
"Deeper."
"Hngk! Hnngh!"
She obeyed my every word like a puppet.
Good call not jumping her right away.
Her sweat-soaked dress clung to her back, tracing her spine, while her shaking ass slapped against me, building my release.
"Jubin… you're extra slutty tonight?"
I was at my limit.
I wanted to break this woman shaking her ass in my face right then.
No reason to hold back—I gripped her hips and went wild.
"Hngk! Hk! Ng! Kh! Hngk!"
Seo Jubin nearly dropped her glasses but caught them again.
"Gonna cum inside—squeeze tight."
For the finale, I yanked her hair back, lifting her head.
Then I rammed deep into her womb.
"Haaaaahhh!!"
Splurt! Splurtsplurtsplurt!
The second I released her hair, her lower body convulsed wildly, and she collapsed.
Her glasses clattered onto the bed.
"Haa… haaa…."
A moment later.
Seo Jubin lay cradled in my arms, her body still twitching sporadically.
I stroked her gently, then groped her breasts over her clothes.
That soft, squishy feel was always a treat.
"How was it?"
She jolted as I fondled her tits.
"Didn't seem like you hated getting manhandled. More like you held back in case I wouldn't fuck you if you resisted."
"……."
She couldn't meet my eyes at my observation.
But before I could press, her lips parted first.
"Truth is… I've always had to control everything. From Seola's schedule to Association work and villain responses…."
Her voice trembled, almost a whisper, but sounded more at ease than usual.
"But letting it all go… just surrendering control without thinking… it was surprisingly relieving…."
She couldn't quite say "it was good."
But I got the message loud and clear.
Just say you liked it. Though for Seo Jubin, even this took guts.
She burrowed deeper into my chest.
The liberation from yielding her will completely.
Seemed like she was starting to acknowledge the masochistic streak buried deep inside her.
"If I'm honest like today from now on… will you… do this sometimes…?"
"Depends on how you behave, Jubin."
I grinned and switched back to polite speech.
Then my phone buzzed on the nightstand.
Who's texting this late? Nobody should be.
I glanced at the screen.
Iron Heart—Lee Yena.
She messaging for another round already?
I checked the texts, puzzled.
-Seonghwa, you asleep?
-It's not a big deal, but my little sister is so grateful to you and really wants to thank you in person.
-Mind if she tags along next time we meet?
What the hell is this?