The Morning After
I'd already gone over everything else. The last remaining item was the skill I'd newly acquired. Sex Mastery, was it? Would it feel similar to Power of Sex? Seeing that it was only B-Rank, I figured it was best not to get my hopes up. I opened the skill window and inspected the new ability.
Apparently Sex Mastery was a skill that refined one's sexual technique. The description sounded impressive enough, but honestly, I couldn't quite get a handle on it. Sexual technique wasn't an ability you could express in numbers. As a man, I was pleased—but not being able to see exact values left me with a distinctly ambiguous feeling.
The branch skill, however, was remarkably excellent for something B-Rank. Control over my own fertility. To my eyes, it looked like nothing more than a skill that said don't bother wearing a condom. I used it immediately.
"I don't want to get anyone pregnant."
Pregnancy Control has been used.
Reproductive ability switched to OFF.
The notification confirmed the skill had applied correctly. With this, I could finish inside without a second thought from now on. An ability convenient beyond all measure.
"Wait. Come to think of it, I've already pumped Sujin full of it."
I clicked my tongue, looking at her pussy as she lay sprawled on the floor as if she'd collapsed there. Of course I had no regrets. Far from regretting it—even if I could turn back time right now, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from dumping load after load inside her.
Still, a faint worry was unavoidable. Of course, if she did get pregnant, I intended to take proper responsibility. Sujin was pretty, after all. Ah, was that too much of a scumbag thing to think?
"Nngh...!"
Sujin moaned and stirred. I crouched down in surprise. In truth, everything up to this point was only half of my plan.
The first part had been feeding her the aphrodisiac and inducing her to reverse-rape me. And somehow, that plan had succeeded. I'd nearly died in the process, but I'd survived, so it counted.
How could I have known she'd choke me that violently? Anyway, the first button of the plan was fastened. For the next phase, I lay down and pretended to sleep.
"Ugh...! My head...!"
Sujin's voice was terribly hoarse. The alcohol was still hitting her hard. I cracked my eyes open just enough to watch her. She flailed her limbs like a turtle flipped on its back, barely managing to sit up. The hangover still hadn't faded. More accurately, it was probably the aphrodisiac's aftereffects rather than a hangover.
"Ugh... where is this..."
Fortunately, today was the weekend. She didn't need to worry about work. Sujin lifted her head and looked around. She seemed confused that this wasn't her usual studio apartment. Come to think of it, I was curious what Sujin's room looked like. I'd have to visit her place next time.
"Aaaah...! This is—don't tell me, Jaeseong's...! Aaaah!"
Something seemed to click, and she let out a scream so loud it was hard to believe she'd just woken up. A scream that could have pulled someone from the deepest sleep. I sat up naturally, timed to that scream. How kind of her to set the stage so perfectly for me.
"Ugh... is this... my room?"
I frowned like a man with a hangover and rose like a zombie. I'd only had a single glass of wine, so there was no way I had a hangover. My head did actually hurt, though, thanks to Sujin's wholehearted attempt at strangling me. I acted as naturally as possible so she wouldn't notice.
When I looked up at Sujin's face, her panic was palpable even from here. The memories of last night must have come flooding back. For me, this was the best-case scenario.
If the aphrodisiac's side effects or the hangover had wiped her memories of last night, it would be hard to create the situation I intended. Of course, I had a Plan B prepared for that, but wrapping things up with Plan A was always best.
"Ah...! Jaeseong. Your neck, that..."
She pointed at the vivid handprints on my throat, her mouth falling open. They were dark enough that an ordinary person would have been strangled to death. Seeing them, she looked like she was about to cry.
It would certainly be shocking. Losing her mind and choking the neighbor who'd come to her for advice while raping him. If I were her, I'd feel disgusted with myself... no, actually, I probably wouldn't. Anyway, Sujin herself would be completely unable to understand her own actions.
And she could hardly suspect an aphrodisiac. Those weren't something even a Dungeon Hunter could easily get their hands on. The idea that a man who'd been completely ordinary until yesterday would possess such a thing was beyond the realm of reasonable imagination.
In other words, she was in checkmate. That she had raped me was guaranteed by her own memories. Before she could spiral, I began acting according to my intended plan.
"I... I'm so sorry!"
"Huh!?"
I flattened myself on the floor in front of Sujin. The pose commonly known as a dogeza. In my novels, men almost never did this—but then again, my novels also didn't have scenes of a man feeling pleasure while being choked. As I assumed a dogeza so textbook-perfect it could have been printed in a manual, Sujin looked down at me in bewilderment.
"I... actually, I can't hold my liquor, so... I have no memory of what I did last night! B-but, I... I think I may have committed a grave offense against you, Sujin!"
At my words, Sujin finally checked her own appearance. Her underwear was nowhere to be found, and virgin blood and semen had dried on her pussy. She covered her chest and crotch with both hands. Her ears went tomato-red.
"I... I'm truly sorry. I lost my reason after drinking and... I think I forced myself on you, Sujin!"
At that, the look in Sujin's eyes changed. Between the bewilderment and shame, a flicker of relief. She didn't seem used to masking her expressions. I stole glances at her face, waiting for her reaction.
"Ah... that's... I..."
How would she respond? Given Sujin's personality, the chance she'd seize on my words and brand me a rapist was low. If she'd been that kind of woman, I never would have made this plan in the first place. Aphrodisiac or not, she was the one who'd raped me.
But the odds of her pointing out that I was wrong and admitting she'd reverse-raped me were even lower.
That would be far too humiliating for a woman.
"Ah... that's, no. D-don't worry. I mean, you didn't force yourself on me."
In the end, she chose the middle path. This, too, was according to plan. I had a Plan B here as well, of course, but being able to proceed with Plan A was a genuine relief. It was a plan full of holes, so it wouldn't have been strange for things to go off the rails at any point—but fortunately, it had gone as I'd expected.
"What? I didn't rape you? But looking at you, Sujin..."
I deliberately pinned my gaze on her chest. My stare must have felt intense, because she let out a small scream and turned around. Instead of those beautiful B-cup breasts, I was treated to a view of her plump ass, which wasn't bad either.
"Ah! I'm sorry!"
I wasn't sorry at all, but I said it anyway and turned my head. Sujin strained to tell me it was fine. Her voice didn't sound fine at all.
"Th-this is just, how should I put it... I got caught up in the mood too, and it just... sort of happened...?"
She said it in a vague, evasive way. Heh. Seeing this, I could feel that she was human too. Then again, even a saint couldn't come out and say, I choked you and reverse-raped you.
"Ah... I see. That's a huge relief. I thought I'd raped you in a drunken stupor."
Her face twitched at the word rape. Feeling guilty, perhaps? That expression was so cute I wanted to keep tormenting her.
"Ah... no. If anything, I'm the one who... did something wrong."
"Pardon? What do you mean?"
Sujin pointed at my throat with a shy expression. In doing so, her chest was fully exposed. She endured the embarrassment and indicated me.
"There... on your neck..."
I checked my neck with my smartphone camera. Looking at it again, the handprints were incredibly vivid. Ugh, I'd have to cover these up when I went out.
"I... I'm so sorry! I got... carried away and...! It's my fault! Of course I'll cover the medical expenses!"
She flattened herself just as I had a moment ago. The sight of a naked Sujin doing a dogeza in front of me was incredibly sexy. A scene that appeared often in my novels. A woman's naked dogeza truly was paradise. To think I'd get to see it with my own eyes.
"No. Thinking that a beauty like you left marks like these on my body actually makes me feel even better."
I comforted her with words that couldn't possibly be comforting. Sujin even started sniffling. I soothed her with the most realistic words I could.
"I'm really fine. I'm a writer, so I don't go out much anyway... these marks will be gone in a week. Please don't feel burdened at all."
"Hic...! But...! I'm so sorry...!"
The apology wasn't just for the marks on my neck. The fact that she'd reverse-raped me and then lied about it was pricking her conscience. But did she know? That even that had been orchestrated by me.
"Haha. If you feel that sorry, treat me to a meal next time. Dining with a beauty like you, I think I could forget this whole thing."
"Yes! I'll buy you a meal. Not just one—even three meals. I'll treat you!"
Finding comfort in my words, she wiped her tears and nodded. Looking at her, she really was an incredibly simple, upright person. My choice had been right after all. To paint someone like this in my colors, I'd need to take plenty of time.
The plan I'd devised to have her wasn't simply about sleeping with her. That was merely the beginning. It was only the starting point of a grand design to make her fall for me of her own accord.