Wings of Ecstasy
The message from Cold Reason stopped appearing, as if it had given up trying to intervene while my pleasure reached its peak. The skill was still active, of course, but the notifications had ceased. Perhaps it simply didn't want to interrupt. If so, that was oddly considerate.
Chueup— Chueup—
"Haa— Ugh... Nngh...!"
Yeonhee's face flushed crimson as she gasped, her mouth wide open under my touch. She looked as though she were desperately holding her breath.
Fwoosh— Sssshhh—
After a few more movements, a tremendous amount burst forth from below. The sound was loud enough to fill the entire alley, even though it had happened inside her pants.
"Hnnng! Aaaah... Haup— Uup—"
I had no choice but to cover her mouth. Someone in a nearby villa had sensed something strange and opened their window. Yet Yeonhee seemed to have forgotten we were outdoors; her body had grown completely unrestrained except for the sounds she made.
Twitch— Twitch—
Her hips moved in rhythm with my hand. Her waist swayed unsteadily, as if her legs were giving out, so I held her firmly.
'This is still awkward.'
It would have been easier if we were lying down. With one hand supporting her, my movements were limited.
'Her chest...'
Her breasts, damp with the saliva she'd spilled, caught my eye. We'd already kissed, so touching her chest shouldn't be a problem. I placed my hand on her full, soft curves for the first time and savored the sensation. It was pleasantly springy, the kind of feeling that made me want to keep touching. Especially when I brushed over the protruding tips—her reactions were fascinating.
"Ugh— Heung...! Eugh...!"
She reacted as if she'd just experienced the greatest pleasure in the world, even though I'd only touched her once.
'They're really big... Now that I'm touching them, the size is incredible...'
Some things you truly understand only through touch. Yeonhee's breasts, which I'd only ever seen, were so large that my hand was half-buried in them. I took one of the small, prominent peaks into my mouth.
"Hnnk—! Aaa... I-Ilwol— Th-that's embarrassing..."
'More embarrassing than down there?'
The claim was absurd, so I sucked on the spot I'd been lightly biting.
"Hnnk—! Aaaang~"
She seemed to feel even more pleasure here than below. Both areas were still covered by clothing, but perhaps because her top was thinner than her pants, the sensation was more direct. Realizing her moans were growing louder again, I sealed her lips with mine and stirred her heated mouth with my tongue.
"Haaum— Chueup— Chueup— Chup—"
Yeonhee had long since abandoned any thought of standing on her own. She simply leaned against me, lost in pleasure.
'Let's just go up.'
I lifted her into my arms and shot into the sky in one leap. If one hand was going to be restricted anyway, doing it from above would be better. Yeonhee's eyes widened briefly at the sudden sensation of floating, but she quickly tightened her arms around my neck and finally released the moans she'd been holding back.
"Haaang—! Aang~ Haa— Nngh! Ugh! I-it feels good—"
Whenever our kiss sealed her mouth, the sounds that escaped were muffled between our lips.
"Chueup— Chueup— Chup— Nngh—!"
Gulp— Gulp—
Yeonhee swallowed the saliva—whose, she no longer cared—while wrapping her legs around my waist.
'Hmm, this makes it harder to touch down there...'
In the end, I supported her hips and focused on her ears and the sides of her breasts instead.
"Puhah— Haa— Haa— Ilwol..."
We must have spent nearly fifteen minutes like that, kissing and caressing. Though our bodies were burning with heat, the wind at over fifty meters high cooled us just enough to keep things refreshing.
'I want to put it in...'
The desire surged, but it was still impossible. Though it had grown a little, the part below was still too weak for that act, and I resented it. Even so, our satisfaction wasn't lacking. The act of intimacy in the sky heightened that pleasure even further, and Yeonhee's unusual excitement grew more intense in the unfamiliar environment.
And then, astonishingly, her mana began to surge in real time.
"Huh...?"
"Haa— Kiss— More— F-faster."
Yeonhee seemed too lost in the kiss to notice, but her mana was literally exploding upward.
'Whoa— Is this even possible?'
Growth just from being with a man? What kind of nonsense was this...? I felt a mix of disbelief and envy, but the message that appeared in my mind forced a smile onto my face.
Rewards weren't something you could get every single time we did this. This was probably an additional reward because some unknown condition had been met alongside our first kiss. Still, there were plenty of things we hadn't tried yet, so I was confident I could earn more.
"Ah, ugh...! W-wait! Close your eyes! Q-quickly! Please..."
"Huh? But I want to see..."
"Haaang— D-don't look! What do I do... Hic... Ahk—!"
Drip— drip— Fwoooosh—
'......'
I could clearly hear something being released from deep inside, even without looking. Yeonhee had slightly unzipped her pants while trying to cover my eyes. Even after making such a mess, her embarrassment hadn't faded.
Silence lingered between us for several minutes. Yeonhee trembled with shame, her mouth hanging open as her body quivered.
"Heee... Haa... Ah...! Nngh...!"
Anyone could see she was still savoring the pleasure. My pants were soaked from what she'd released, but since it would disappear once Mimicry ended, I didn't care much.
"Hic... So embarrassing... It's always just me...!"
Yeonhee buried her face in my chest and clutched my collar tightly. But saying that to me now, after enjoying everything... That was just like her.
While she basked in the remaining pleasure, I flew steadily toward home. By the time Mimicry was about to end, we had already arrived above our house.
'There are reporters near the house too...'
Yeonhee had become one of the most notable hunters in D-rank alongside No Hayun, so it was only natural. I covered myself with the Big Boar hide to blur recognition and descended through the rooftop window into the house.
The moment I set Yeonhee down in her room, she dashed straight for the bathroom, stumbling yet somehow managing to get inside. Once in, she stripped off her clothes, only to realize she'd forgotten a towel and started pulling at her hair.
"Do you... need a towel...?"
"Y-yes! Yes! P-please!"
After receiving the towel through the crack in the door, she finally relaxed and started showering. Feeling Mimicry fade, I looked out the window.
'No professionalism at all, those guys.'
More than five people were clumsily hiding, camera bags slung over their shoulders. They probably wanted to photograph Yeonhee meeting someone and being escorted home by a man, but that wasn't happening.
'A detached house... I'll have to think about that.'
The thought of those people photographing Yeonhee in the garden from afar left a bad taste in my mouth.
'Hoo...'
I sat down, closed my eyes, and began meditating. Training with the sword every day was important, but simply swinging it wasn't enough to improve. I also needed time to review each battle I'd fought so far. And I needed to calm the heat that had risen from my time with Yeonhee.
But Yeonhee's afterimage kept appearing before my eyes, making it hard to focus.
Shhhhh—
The fact that she was naked in the shower was the biggest distraction.
'Focus.'
I had to keep simulating how to respond if an imaginary enemy appeared. Enemies wouldn't wait politely while Yeonhee showered. Even if I planned for it, people usually panicked when the real situation arose.
Click—
Over thirty minutes had passed since I started meditating when Yeonhee finally emerged, looking hesitant. She had a towel wrapped around her body and an armful of clothes. After glancing at me nervously, she hurried over to the washing machine.
'Is she going to go back to her room and kick her blanket again...?'
Contrary to my expectations, Yeonhee changed clothes and came over to sit beside me.
"What are you doing?"
"Clack clack clack."
"Hehe— Even as a skeleton, Ilwol is cute..."
"......"
She thought this form was cute? She had to be joking. Even I looked terrifying in the mirror. But Yeonhee's eyes and movements were clearly different from usual as she pressed herself against me. Then she started chattering excitedly, recalling everything that had happened in the dungeon. The alcohol might still be affecting her, but she was obviously more cheerful than normal.
Suddenly, she looked straight at me and said,
"Hmm... This might be difficult..."
"......?"
After saying something incomprehensible, she leaned against my lap and placed my hand on her head.
"Do it."
I'd always patted her head, so I wasn't sure what she wanted until I started massaging her shoulders. She moaned continuously, clearly enjoying it.
"Heee... Feels good... A little harder. Yeah. There."
After about thirty minutes, the room suddenly fell quiet.
Snore— Snore—
Yeonhee had fallen asleep, drooling.
"Ilwol... There... Don't..."
She kept murmuring my name, saying no in her sleep. Just looking at her like this stirred something in my heart.
'This is bad.'
I think I'd genuinely fallen for Yeonhee. I'd thought my original feelings were just because she was my summoner, but now there was no doubt.
"Clack..."
I shrugged. Another night with my lover had passed.
*
The next day.
Just like yesterday—actually, even later than yesterday—Yeonhee didn't wake up until well past three in the afternoon. While she washed up, I made kimchi fried rice and waited for her.
'This should be fine, right...?'
We'd already done everything together, so cooking shouldn't be a big deal...
"Huh? Huh?!"
But Yeonhee seemed utterly shocked to see me waiting with food prepared. Well, skeleton-style fried rice was probably a first for her in this world. Looking as if she'd been struck on the head, she plopped down across the table and stared at the fried rice with a dazed expression.
"Th-this... Ilwol made it...?"
Nod—
"Yeah... W-well, of course... You can do everything else, so cooking too... You even cut the Big Boar meat so naturally in the dungeon... Yeah..."
I wasn't sure what part surprised her so much. Maybe cooking felt too human? She probably wasn't worried about eating food made by a skeleton.
With trembling hands, Yeonhee picked up the neatly placed spoon and reached for the frying pan on the table.
Nom—
After putting the fried rice in her mouth, her eyes widened to 1.5 times their size, and she took several more spoonfuls.
"...Why is this so delicious?! That's impossible!"