Possessiveness (7)
Jeong Ha-yeon swallowed hard as she read the text intently.
- Dang So-so's face flushed red. She'd spent her childhood secretly practicing her martial arts in seclusion, rarely seeing the sun. That was why her skin was so pale it almost seemed ghostly. Her heated flesh responded sensitively to my touch.
- Where had the mischievous girl who teased me with a sly smile gone? Under the faint moonlight, only the image of an innocent maiden remained. I grabbed her slender waist and turned her around, drawing a startled gasp from Dang So-so's lips. She seemed embarrassed by the beastly mating position. It certainly wasn't a pose befitting a noble lady of a prestigious clan. But with her shallow knowledge of sex, she ultimately fell for my sweet talk and raised her hips high. Beneath her gracefully arched waist, her creamy inner thighs were revealed.
- The petals that had guarded her chastity wilted away. Driven by dark desire, I ravaged her and dyed her in my colors. The bleeding petals soon gushed with thick white fluid. Dissatisfied, I toyed with those petals once more.
The Possessed Master is a Martial Arts Felon wasn't an adult novel, but it had exactly one chapter tagged 19+. It was a service scene Seo Joo-hwan had written for his readers. Since it was conceived as fan service, that chapter was free, which explained the flood of comments.
The comments were spicier than spicy ramen. Jeong Ha-yeon clicked her tongue but checked every single one. Some were so over-the-top she frowned, but it was fascinating and fun to see so many people obsessed with a story her boyfriend, Seo Joo-hwan, had written.
'What's Martial World's Sex Emperor?'
From the comments, it seemed like another work by Seo Joo-hwan. She searched for it in the app, but nothing came up. That's when she noticed the "Drafts" section, visible only to authors.
'This must be it.'
Jeong Ha-yeon glanced at Seo Joo-hwan. He was still writing, groaning like he was stuck. It'd take a while longer.
'He won't mind if I peek, right?'
After a brief hesitation, she clicked on chapter 1. The 19+ scene she'd just read lingered in her mind. She never imagined mere text— no images or videos—would make her face heat up. And why did memories of her times with Seo Joo-hwan keep flashing as she read? Knowing the sensations firsthand made the erotic scenes even more intriguing.
'The title suggests this one's even raunchier.'
Sure enough, the work info had a 19+ tag. Jeong Ha-yeon swallowed again and dove into Martial World's Sex Emperor.
And regretted it instantly.
'Wh-what is this…!'
Forget being less fun than the previous one— the 19+ scenes were way too extreme for her. It wasn't just plain sex; it was packed with all sorts of perverted play.
'Why… why go there…'
With perfectly good holes available, why anal? And stealing other men's women? Milfs turning him on? She couldn't comprehend those tastes at all. The worst was the scenes training women with drugs.
'Joo-hwan doesn't actually… No way? Fiction and reality are different.'
She had to separate them. Writers of cold-blooded killers don't actually murder people. Same with Seo Joo-hwan—judge him apart from his writing.
'Pretend I didn't see it…'
That's what she'd do.
…But why wouldn't those vivid descriptions leave her head?
'When's he gonna finish writing…?'
Maybe because of the smut, last night and this morning kept replaying. Semen she thought was all spent was oozing out again.
> [00:00.00]
> [Blessing effect has ended.]
As the blessing expired, Seo Joo-hwan stretched his stiff body with a groan.
"Uwaaa~!"
"Eek?!"
A sudden startled yelp came from behind, followed by frantic rustling. Seo Joo-hwan tilted his head and turned. Jeong Ha-yeon stared back, her face beet red.
"Ha-yeon?"
"Uh, y-yeah. You done?"
"Finished the urgent stuff. Bored waiting?"
"N-no. I was enjoying your novel."
"Oh… you saw that. How far'd you get?"
"Chapter 37."
"37? Damn, that's a lot. You read fast. But chapter 37…"
Something clicked, trailing off his words. Chapter 37 was the one 19+ scene. Her flushed face confirmed it. Knowing his girlfriend had read his sex scene was mortifying. Seo Joo-hwan chuckled awkwardly and approached her. The closer he got, the redder her face burned. Was she embarrassed now? Puzzled, she hesitated—then pecked his cheek.
"Huh?"
Seo Joo-hwan blinked dumbly. First time she'd initiated a kiss on her own. Cheek, not lips, but still a shock.
'Addiction symptom maybe?'
Likely culprit. Gazing at her with inner joy and unease, he'd tested the item earlier by building tension then pivoting to smoking and writing— to check effects like submission and addiction. Driven by possessiveness and jealousy toward her. He'd used it himself, but worried about harming her.
'Seemed weak at first, but kicking in now?'
No big changes till now, so he'd left her hanging. Testing if time would amplify it.
"S-so, Joo-hwan… what now?"
Effect manifesting? Or just post-sex glow? Or aroused by the novel? Seo Joo-hwan pondered briefly, then shrugged it off.
'I'll figure it out later.'
Only 3 stacks so far—barely "very faint." 3 days duration. One day down; two more till 5 stacks. Test slowly then.
What if 5 was too strong? Nah.
'Temporary anyway.'
He shook it off. Wouldn't have used permanent effects. As long as he didn't abuse submission/addiction, no harm to her.
Lost in thought, a hand tugged his hem. Jeong Ha-yeon stared intently.
"Don't want to?"
"Huh?"
"Tired? We did it twice this morning after all…"
Seo Joo-hwan smirked.
"Think you can handle it?"
"What?"
"You said let's do it first? Won't stop even if you say enough today."
"…When did I? Never said that."
Fair point—no direct words. But actions speak louder. Seo Joo-hwan reached out, gripping her shoulder. Soft, pale skin. She wore the same spaghetti-strap top and dolphin pants from last visit. His hand slid down slowly—over her collarbone, cupping her breast over the fabric. He kneaded a couple times, watching her. She blushed but didn't pull away like before.
"Eut?"
But his hand slipping under her pants startled her. He rubbed her slit over her panties.
"Hm? Ha-yeon, you…"
"Wh-what!"
"Already wet?"
"Who said— Hn! Ah, hey!"
He pushed her panties aside, sliding his index finger into her tight hole. Curled it, tapping her G-spot. Her thighs clenched. He withdrew, waving his glistening finger before her eyes.
"Not wet, huh?"
"…You're such a jerk."
"Too mean."
"Who's mean? Shit. Should I triangle-choke you again?"
Jeong Ha-yeon grumbled irritably. He just grinned, knowing it hid her embarrassment—adorable. She sighed at his smug smile.
"Haa. How'd I fall for you."
"That good, huh?"
"…Good enough to wanna punch you."
One more tease and she'd bite. He laughed awkwardly. Know limits—or he might end up submitting.
"To the bed."
"…Yeah."
"Up you go!"
"H-hey! I can walk. Why always scoop me up? I'm not light."
"Light as a feather. I'm a gym guy."
"Pfft. Tough guy."
Scoffing, but "light" pleased her. Seo Joo-hwan grinned down at her in his arms. Loved when they surrendered like this—no resistance, all mine.
He laid her on the bed.
"Not sleeping tonight."
"School tomorrow?"
"Skip?"
"Crazy? No way— Eek! Hey, clothes still on!"
Hand straight to her panties, rubbing her swollen clit. She freaked.
"Ahk. Joo-hwan, undress first… Hn!"
Grabbed her writhing hips, yanked pants down—with panties, baring her ass. He teased her cleft with his cock. Slick enough to slide in easy.
"Wait, clothes'll get messy."
She squirmed to strip, but half-naked—one leg still hooked in panties—she took him.
Tzurrrk!
"Haa… Ung!"
"Told you—won't stop even if you beg."
"Huu… Got it, but undress. Panties on my leg."
"Fine like that. Hotter."
"What're you— Haak!"
"Lift your ass more, Ha-yeon. Deeper's better, right?"
He gripped her waist, positioning for thrusts. Jeong Ha-yeon complied, that passage flashing back.
- I grabbed her slender waist and turned her around, drawing a startled gasp from Dang So-so's lips. She seemed embarrassed by the beastly mating position… ultimately fell for my sweet talk and raised her hips high. Beneath her gracefully arched waist, her creamy inner thighs were revealed.
Just like the story. Him adjusting her waist, her ass up in doggy. Difference: already buried deep. Bigger than the novel's protag, grinding her insides.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
No foreplay, but lewd sounds filled quick. Flesh slapping, juices splashing. Unbelievable how wet she was.
"Harder now."
"Ung."
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Squish! Squish! Squish! Squish!
His firm thighs smacked her raised ass. Hard cock hammered her depths—felt like navel-deep. Couldn't hold moans.
"Hauk! Ah, ung!"
"Ha-yeon, head up."
"Aang! Haa… Eut!"
Amid pleasure, she arched her back, lifting her head. Slick tongue on her nape—goosebumps.
Lick. Kiss… Smooch—
Seo Joo-hwan kissing her neck. Licked up, down to collarbone. Separate thrill from the fullness inside.
"Hauk! Ah, ah, hng♡"
Unusual sound escaped. Lewd moans when hitting sweet spots—throat tingling. Not her voice, but Seo Joo-hwan loved it.
"Ugh. Ha-yeon, gonna cum soon."
See? Harder, bigger inside. Pressing her pelvis like impregnating, tip grinding cervix, flooding semen.
Gush! Gush!
Force so strong, she felt her belly fill. Jeong Ha-yeon braced on elbows as strength fled. Electric tingle down her spine, vision flashing.
"Huaa— Hauk♡"
Arms gave out; she collapsed face-down. Body hypersensitive from morning sessions? Climax faster than yesterday, limbs jelly.
"Haa… Joo-hwan, that was amazing…"
Embarrassing, but honest—he liked praise. Sure enough, pleased chuckle. He overlapped her back, kissing her cheek.
"Felt incredible for me too."
"Exhausted… wanna sleep like this."
"Hm? Sure you can?"
"Close eyes and out."
True—smut-fueled lust purged, drowsy as if submerged. Eyes shut, asleep in 10 seconds.
Seo Joo-hwan chuckled at her. One orgasm and she'd forgotten everything. Still atop her, he gripped his cock, parting her ass cheeks.
"Hyak?!"
Surprise insertion jolted her.
'Oh, this works too.'
Prone bone—ass and thighs clenched tight around him.
"J-just came. Why again!"
"Said I wouldn't stop today."
"Joo-hwan, I came… not sleeping, just rest a bit— Hng!"
"Nah. I'll move—you sleep. Two more rounds."
She flailed below, yelling.
"How sleep like this?!"
Squish!
"Huaaang♡"