Possessiveness (5)
Spurt! Spurt! Spluuuurt—
“Hoo…”
Seo Joo-hwan let out a languid breath after yet another ejaculation. Even with his stamina boosted by blessings and skills, the third release had left him thoroughly drained. Normally, he could go five times or more without breaking a sweat, but the backlash from Pheromone Boost brought a deep fatigue crashing down.
Guess that's it for today.
He wanted more, of course. A single reaction from Jeong Ha-yeon would recharge him in an instant. But pushing further would be too much for her, not him. Jeong Ha-yeon lay there like a doll with its strings cut, limp and muttering curses nonstop.
“Haa… you bastard… liar… big-mouthed fucker…”
“…Still, calling your boyfriend a big-mouthed fucker? That's a bit much, don't you think, babe?”
“Babe my ass… horny mutt…”
“……”
Where'd that submissiveness go?
Three creampies should've stacked 'Addiction' and 'Submissiveness' three times over, but she was even rougher now. Her drop from 'babe' to 'horny mutt' in seconds said it all.
Tch. I'm the bad guy here.
Seo Joo-hwan humbly endured his girlfriend's grumbling. Truth be told, he was the villain for creampieing a virgin three times on her first go. He scratched at the corner of his eye, watching Jeong Ha-yeon spew curses for the first time in ages.
Lucy, pop up the alert window.
> Achievement unlocked: First Time with a Lover — 2,000 LP awarded.
> Achievement unlocked: Virgin Hunter (x4) — 4,000 LP awarded.
> Acquiring one of Jeong Ha-yeon's top three talents at random.
> Acquired Sentence Mastery (Potential Rank: A+).
> Talent Sentence Mastery absorbed into Writing.
> Writing potential rank upgraded to A+.
What the…?
Seo Joo-hwan stared at the messages in confusion. This was a new form of talent acquisition.
Lucy, as always, cleared it up.
This happens when two talents have identical abilities.
Same talent?
Not exactly identical, but they overlap so much there's no need to separate them. Sentence Mastery merged into the broader Writing talent, boosting its potential rank.
Just as Lucy said, the talents overlapped heavily. Sentence Mastery filled the gaps in his original Writing talent, upgrading it—a solid outcome. But one regret lingered.
So I lose a special ability?
Special abilities were purchasable from B-rank onward, one per talent. Merging them meant missing out.
No need to worry. You can now purchase the Writing special ability again.
Nice.
A smile tugged at Seo Joo-hwan's lips. At least he hadn't lost the chance. Lucy added,
Writing's current rank is unchanged, but its abilities have slightly evolved. You'll feel it when you write.
Thanks. I'll check it out later.
Seo Joo-hwan nodded inwardly and turned to the bed. There lay Jeong Ha-yeon, utterly spent.
“Ha-yeon.”
“…What. I'm beat. Don't you dare say we go again…”
“Haha…”
She was that exhausted—eyes closed, voice drained. He chuckled awkwardly and shook her.
“Get up. You'll regret sleeping like this.”
“Tired…”
“Let's wash up first.”
The bed and their bodies were a mess. He got her fatigue, but sleeping filthy meant tomorrow's regrets.
“Up you go!”
“Eek? You scared me.”
Seo Joo-hwan scooped her up effortlessly and headed to the bathroom.
A one-room bathroom had weak water pressure and tight space. Washing together was awkward, so Seo Joo-hwan and Jeong Ha-yeon rinsed off with just water.
“Hey, hey! Why's it getting bigger again?!”
“…Won't do anything. It's just a natural reaction.”
“You better not. I'll kill you if you try.”
“Kill me how?”
“…Shut up!”
A minor hiccup, but no encore. Seo Joo-hwan's urges flared seeing her wet body, but he held back for his newly deflowered girlfriend. He straightened the bedsheets, patted them, and said,
“Lie down.”
“Why now. Just let me sleep.”
“Massage time.”
“…Massage?”
Jeong Ha-yeon's eyes sparkled. She knew his skills well—from easing Jang Deok-hoon's injury to yesterday's hand rub. It looked like simple motions, not sports massage, yet it worked wonders.
She lay down obediently but eyed him warily. “Just a massage, right?”
“…Of course.”
“Why the pause?”
“Your imagination.”
He grinned awkwardly and began kneading her body—for real recovery, not foreplay.
She'd ache like hell without this.
Their chemistry and Pheromone Boost let her orgasm multiple times on her first try. But deflowering pain lingered—she'd limped in the shower. Morning would be worse.
Seo Joo-hwan activated Holy Touch's healing and massage effects, loosening her tensions.
Squeeze. Squeeze.
“Ah… Feels good.”
“Better?”
“Yeah. Amazing. Like I said yesterday, you're a pro.”
“Call me babe and I'll work harder.”
“Pfft… Fine. Massage my back, babe.”
“Puhahaha. As you wish, my lady.”
She pretended to hate it but asked anyway. Submissiveness effect? Seemed minor—'very slight' even stacked thrice.
Squeeze… Squeeze…
Tiring.
Skill-heavy sex had drained him. Massaging now made him sweat fresh from the shower. He gently worked her hips and finished.
He killed the lights and lay beside her.
“Sleep time?”
“Yeah. Night.”
“Kiss goodnight?”
Mwah.
Her soft lips met his cheek without hesitation. He returned a kiss on her lips and closed his eyes.
Waking to someone beside you felt surreal. Pleasant fullness and a tickle in his chest chased away sleep. Seo Joo-hwan smiled softly at the soundly sleeping Jeong Ha-yeon.
Feels like she's really mine.
He fiddled with their intertwined hands under the covers—still linked from night. Did that wake her? Her lashes fluttered; eyelids parted slowly. Blinking her cat-like eyes into crescents, she murmured,
“Waking up to you feels nice.”
“…Ugh.”
“What?”
“You're awake.”
“Yeah, I am, but…”
“Not that. Something else woke up.”
“Huh? Oh.”
Jeong Ha-yeon blushed, feeling the press against her thigh. The shape was vivid after night's invasions. She eyed him anxiously. “You wouldn't… right? Right?”
“Feels like I would.”
His hardened length rubbed between her thighs. She panicked,
“Hey, babe, don't. Please?”
“Love you, babe.”
“If you love me, stop!”
“I do it 'cause I love you.”
Seo Joo-hwan flipped her over atop him in bed, positioning himself.
“You— haa! You!”
“Finger in.”
“Pull it out…”
Words said one thing; her flushed face and welcoming warmth said another. Teasing her clit, he soon had her slick. Squish, squelch, slosh.
Skill-infused fingers stirred her depths. Sexual Points glowed like freckles across her body. He eyed the light on her lower belly—emanating from inside.
Squelch.
He hooked his fingers toward it.
“Hyaaang!?”
Jeong Ha-yeon's G-spot. He pressed the glowing spot firmly.
“Ha-yeon, let's do it. Yeah?”
“Haa… ahh… morning already… crazy…”
“Don't want to? I'll stop.”
“……”
She glared, lips pursed. Tease her to the brink then bail? That smug smile was infuriating.
“…Put it in.”
“Huh?”
“Hurry up…”
Squelch!
“Hyaack…!”
Once the dam breaks, it doesn't stop easy. Seo Joo-hwan, pent-up since before MT, ravaged her morning-long. Even after, his erection raged on. Shower round two.
He stripped her with a casual “Let's wash,” then took her against the wall.
Slap slap slap slap!
“Ahk! Ang, hng!”
“Doggy feel good?”
“D-don't know. Eut! Haa… yeah!”
Mid-shower doggy had her moaning nonstop. Hands on the wall, ass out—beastly pose. Mortifying, yet the piercing thrills scrambled her mind.
Should hurt the day after first time!
Pain? Bullshit—just insane pleasure. Too good to even get mad. Each slap drove deep, shivering her spine.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
His cock was thick and long. First real one she'd seen, but bigger than porn stars—definitely not average.
“A-ang! Hng! Th-there inside—!”
Hard thrusts pressed her depths. Moaning was embarrassing enough; now she begged too, thanks to his constant “Tell me where it feels good.”
“Here?”
“Y-yes! Hyaa♡”
Her own voice sounded alien. Such vulgar moans—like animals mating.
“Haaang~!”
Nothing for it. She secretly wanted more today anyway.
Squelch! Squelch! Spurt! Splurt! Spluuuurt~
Ah, he's in…
Being filled completely—pure bliss.
“I'll make breakfast. Wait a sec.”
“You okay? You must be wiped—I'll do it.”
“Just sit.”
Jeong Ha-yeon sternly made him obey. Seo Joo-hwan nodded, watching her back. She waddled painfully but insisted on cooking.
Thought she'd chew me out a bit.
He'd braced for a light scolding. Surprisingly, she grabbed the pan wordlessly.
What gives? Good sex changes the menu?
She looked pleased, too. Item effects gone—no creampie highs or stacks—yet hypersensitive. Even sans semen addiction, their bodies meshed perfectly.
No more size-ups, even if items drop.
His 18cm beast was perfect now—thick enough, and suited her best.
Then his smartphone buzzed wildly.
Vrrr~ Vrr~ Vrr~