Castaway: Baek Jaeseong-8
Jooeun showed up again the next morning. Not that she had any other choice — without food, what was she supposed to do? She was already completely dependent on me. A pet that couldn't survive a single day without the scraps I fed her.
I asked, almost offhandedly, how her boyfriend was doing.
"He's recovered quite a bit. Moving around is still too much for him, but he said if he rests another day or two he should be able to get around about as well as a normal person."
"That's a Werewolf for you, huh? The regeneration really is something else."
Breakfast this morning was curry rice. The kind you finish with nothing but hot water — instant curry rice, the Dungeon Rations that Dungeon Hunters swear by on long expeditions. Expensive, sure, but otherwise an excellent product. The taste, especially, is every bit as good as a proper home-cooked meal.
Jooeun couldn't take her eyes off it, utterly captivated by that rich, fragrant aroma. She'd survived the previous day on a single chocolate bar, so I supposed I could forgive her for looking like she was about to pass out over a plate of curry.
"You packed all kinds of things, didn't you."
"I'm a thorough man. Always have been."
We ate the curry rice right in front of her. I made a show of it, scooping up a heaping plastic spoonful and shoving it into my mouth. Curry eaten outdoors like this has a flavor all its own. What's a camping trip without barbecue and curry, after all?
Her stomach growled again. Unlike yesterday, she didn't look particularly embarrassed. Dignity doesn't stand a chance in front of a hot meal.
"Give me food."
"Wow. Shameless as hell, aren't you."
"I won't ask for it for free. Fine. What do I have to do today?"
A single night of hunger had taken a great deal of the fight out of her. She looked at me with the face of someone who had already given up. Then again, almost nobody beats hunger. I couldn't imagine this girl having the willpower to starve herself out — I wouldn't have been able to do it either.
"If I told you to have sex with me, would you?"
I asked her straight. Jooeun flinched for a moment, then let out a sigh.
"If that's what you want, I don't have a choice. But I have a condition. Don't tell Wooseok."
Her answer was surprisingly clean. She'd clearly steeled herself overnight. Not that it would have been hard to see coming — I'd been pushing without brakes this whole time, so a demand like that couldn't have been much of a surprise.
"Huh? You've got some nerve, putting conditions on me."
Resignation or not, I held every card in this negotiation. I wanted this girl polite. Obedient. So I set my half-eaten curry on the ground and gave her an order.
"Piss yourself. Right there, standing up. Do that and I'll give you something to eat."
"……You really are even more disgusting than I imagined. We're in the middle of eating. Doesn't that turn your stomach?"
"Not particularly. If anything, it turns me on more."
"Hey — this man is your boyfriend. Stop him!"
Jooeun snapped, glaring at Jisu. Jisu just beamed back at her, all sunshine.
"I wanna watch unnie piss too. Hehe."
"Unbelievable. You two really did find each other, didn't you."
Jisu's answer left Jooeun speechless; she could only stare. But that defiance lasted all of a few seconds before it crumbled. She knew it in her head already. In this place, she was the lowest of the low.
Jooeun spread her pussy standing right where she was. She'd already shown me that pose more than once, so there wasn't much shame left on her face. A little disappointing, honestly. Nothing in the world makes a better side dish than a woman's embarrassed expression. So I ordered her into a different posture, just for that.
"Stand at ease. You know what that is, right?"
"……Fine."
Jooeun pissed with both arms folded behind her back. I filmed the whole thing on my phone. She didn't even try to stop me — just sighed.
"That… you can't leak that. I'm serious. If you do…"
"Relax. I'm keeping it for personal use."
"You… why do you even do things like this?"
"Why? Because it's fun."
It's fun. That's reason enough for anything I do. And besides, there's not a single downside in it for me.
Reality, unlike the other worlds, is a place where you have to be careful about a lot of things. Because it's the world I actually live in. That's why I tend to restrain myself here.
Hmm. Is that actually true, though? Now that I think about it, I'm riding a pretty spectacular train wreck in the real world too. Huh.
Anyway. Going this hard right now is the result of careful calculation. Jooeun will never be able to expose what I've done. I've got plenty of time to break her in with my cock.
"What? Do I look crazy to you? People are wired to want to watch dirty things. That's just how humans are."
"……Doesn't it hurt? Even a little?"
"Not even slightly."
Jooeun stared at me, looking genuinely appalled. The piss that had been streaming so freely from her urethra cut off with a little spurt.
I told her to shake her hips. She did it on purpose, as vulgarly as she could. I liked that — she was starting to figure out what I wanted. Thanks to her, I got a decent shot all the way to the end.
"Good. Eat this."
I held out the curry rice I'd left unfinished. Jooeun reached for it without much complaint. I stopped her.
"Eat it right there. No hands."
"……I don't even have the energy to talk back anymore."
She ate in front of me like a dog. I filmed every second of that too. Jisu watched from the side, touching herself. She really had grown into an excellent woman of mine.
Jooeun finished every last bite, stubborn and silent. She must have been starving.
I was impressed enough by the lack of complaining that I handed her rations for her boyfriend: two little sausages, a bottle of water, and a few vitamins.
She took the food, dipped her head in a bow, and left the cave. Her footsteps on the way out were almost light. She'd been through hell, so this was a brief rest in heaven. Of course, for the main event, she'd have to come right back down.
Heh. Before long, heaven and hell are going to switch places.
Thanks to Jooeun faithfully bringing back food, Wooseok had recovered enough by the second day to move. His physical ability was still at the level of an ordinary human, but the recovery itself had been fast — miraculous, given how badly he'd been hurt.
The moment his body would allow it, Wooseok started exploring the island, looking for some way to find food. It sat wrong with him that he was surviving on handouts from that insufferable hunter. And there was no telling what kind of demands the bastard might make later. He needed to scrape together enough to last until a rescue team arrived, one way or another.
The island's small. Doesn't look like there are any large animals. I could probably fish from below the cliffs on the north side — but without tools, that's not happening.
The uninhabited island he'd washed up on was tiny. A small island could almost be an advantage, but the decisive problem was food. There was almost nothing to eat here.
He spotted what looked like rabbit tracks now and then, but a man with zero hunting knowledge trying to catch a rabbit was a lost cause. At full strength, hunting would have been child's play — but right now his body was no better than an ordinary person's. In that sense, the lack of large animals was actually a mercy.
So I really have no choice but to depend on whatever that bastard's holding?
Wooseok's face twisted in disgust as he headed east. Jooeun had said they were in the eastern cave — the opposite side of the island from his own.
The island was small enough that finding the eastern cave was easy. A little hollow in the rock appeared in front of him. That had to be it.
As he drew closer, wet, filthy sounds leaked out from inside. For a moment, Wooseok doubted his own ears.
"Ah~ ngh~! Ah~ nngh~! Nnnnngh~♥"
"How many is this now?!"
"Nnnngh~! E-eleven! This is the eleventh!"
"Nice! That's a new record! We're going for twelve!"
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Splurch!
Obscene sounds beyond anything he could have imagined poured out of the cave. They bounced and carried like a speaker with the echo cranked up, reaching Wooseok's ears with perfect, filthy clarity even from a fair distance away. He knew what he was hearing immediately. Sex.
Having sex. On a deserted island. It was the exact opposite of his own situation, tramping all over this rock looking for food that wasn't there. Envy and jealousy wrote themselves across his face in plain letters. A person's ugliest feelings always get louder when they're pushed to the edge.
He killed his presence as much as he could and crept toward the cave. He silenced his footsteps, held his breath, and slowly turned his head.
Inside, a man and a woman were fucking in the cowgirl position. The woman straddling him rolled her hips like a rodeo rider, screaming, while the man gripped her ass in both hands and slammed up into her from below. It was a raw, violent coupling — the kind you don't even see much in porn. The air in the cave was burning from the heat of their bodies locked together.
"Having sex. Here. Those two have lost their goddamn minds."
Even as he said it, Wooseok felt his cock go hard. Lust boiled up inside him like magma.
The truth was, he was starving for it. Of course he was. For two days he'd had no choice but to lie there looking at Jooeun's all-but-naked body. It would have been stranger if the hunger hadn't built up.
"Hiiiiek! Hiek! Nnnnh! I'm coming! Oppa! I'm gonna come~♥"
"Heh! I'll stamp my cock right into your womb! Come for me!"
For the finish, the man drove his cock up into her like a declaration. The moment Wooseok saw it, he yanked his pants down in a panic and started stroking his painfully hard dick.
He'd played at being above it a second ago, but there was no way he was letting this fap material go. That was a man's instinct. Wooseok had never been some lofty intellectual to begin with — he was closer to a thug.
"Nngh—!"
However much he'd been holding in, it didn't take ten seconds before a thick rope of cum spurted out and hit the dirt. Self-loathing hit him in the same instant. The second he finished, post-nut clarity crashed over him like a wave.
"Fuck… what the hell am I doing."
He must have lost his mind for a second. No — this whole situation was the thing driving him insane.
Wooseok hurriedly pulled his pants back up, then waited for the two of them to pull themselves together.
The woman had collapsed over the man's body as if she'd blacked out. The man stroked her gently, lingering in the afterglow of his orgasm, his cock still buried inside her. Wooseok waited a long time. Eventually he just walked into the cave. If he sat around for them to actually come apart, the sun would have gone down.
The naked man didn't even turn his head when Wooseok came in. His eyes were still on the woman draped over him. There was so much affection in that lingering gaze it felt completely mismatched with the animal fucking from a moment ago.
Wooseok cleared his throat to pull the man's attention off her.
"Ahem."
"Hm? The hell. What do you want."
Jaeseong's tone was blunt. In truth, he'd noticed Wooseok a long time ago. The Watching Eye had captured every second of him peeking in from outside the cave and jerking off.
"Fucking like animals in a situation like this. Color me amazed."
"Heh. Jealous?"
Jaeseong's sheer nerve left Wooseok speechless. Then he remembered — he was the one who'd come here for food. Picking a fight with the other party would only put him at a disadvantage. He changed the subject fast.
"Anyway. I have something to say."
"Let me guess. You want food."
There was no other reason for Wooseok to be here. Jaeseong understood perfectly: the man walking in like he owned the place was, in fact, completely desperate.
"……That's right. If we want to get off this island alive, we have to cooperate somehow. Splitting the food and holding out as long as we can is the smart play."
It was a ridiculous thing to say. There wasn't a scrap of actual logic in it, and Jaeseong laughed in his face.
"Don't talk like an idiot. Why would I split the food? All we have to do is hold out until a rescue team shows up. We've got about four days of rations left. Split it and we'd last two, maybe. Why the hell would I make a stupid choice like that?"
Jaeseong tapped the fat backpack as he said it. He didn't like the way this guy still had his chin in the air, even now. Without Jaeseong's help, this was a man who would already have been Kraken food.
"Your girlfriend's been real good at keeping me happy, so I shared a little. You, though? You're a real piece of shit. Get lost."
The dismissal was ice-cold.
"……If you pick a fight with me, you two are the ones who'll be in trouble."
Wooseok narrowed his eyes and threw a gamble on the table. They wouldn't know his exact condition. And on an island this small, they had to understand how dangerous it was to make a Dungeon Hunter into an enemy. The only way he was seizing the initiative in this negotiation was a madman's bluff.
"Heh. Body all healed up, is it? Why the hell would I be scared of a small fry like you? Guess you didn't know — I'm the one who patched you up."
Jaeseong had Wooseok's condition mapped out perfectly. Of course he could tell the other man's body still hadn't fully come back. And even if it had, there was no reason in the world for Jaeseong to be afraid of him.
Wooseok realized, then, that he was in the weakest position possible. He bit down on his lip.
"Money. Once we get out of here, I'll pay you."
"Money, huh. I don't really care about money. But… something else has me interested."
"Something else?"
"Your girlfriend. She's pretty cute, you know."
Jaeseong said it, and grinned.
The negotiation collapsed. It had been a threat wearing the mask of a negotiation. No — it hadn't even worn a mask. It was a blatant threat, nothing more.
Wooseok swallowed his rage and went back to his own cave. He'd been humiliated to his face and had no way to do a thing about it. The disgust he felt was aimed at his own weakness.
She's just your cocksleeve anyway. Once you get off this island, you can find another hole to fuck whenever you want, right?
Just as Jaeseong had said, Jooeun was Wooseok's cocksleeve. Honestly, he hadn't had any great feeling for her.
She was pretty enough, and if you treated her even a little well she got so moved she became easy to handle. They were childhood friends, supposedly, but as kids he'd barely known her name. Wooseok had figured he'd enjoy her body for a while and then trade up. A girl who had nothing but a decent face didn't match the future elite hunter he was going to become.
Being stranded on this island had changed that. Wooseok had finally understood how completely she was devoted to him.
People only recognize someone else's goodwill when they're at their weakest. In Jooeun's almost motherly devotion, Wooseok had felt something he'd never felt before in his life. That was why, once they got off this island, he was going to propose to her properly.
"Fuck! Fine. I don't need that bastard's help. If I can just fish… if I can catch birds, we can hold out."
That was what he told himself on the way back to the cave. Jooeun greeted him with a bright smile.
"How was the island? Did you find anything?"
She cracked open the canned bread and the preserved fruit she'd gotten from Jaeseong the day before. Both of them were genuinely good. Wooseok tore into the canned bread given to him by the man who had just humiliated him, and said,
"If it goes well, I think I can catch fish. There aren't a lot, but there are some birds too. I should start getting ready to hunt today."
He was bluffing. There was no way he could tell her what had just happened in that cave.
"That's a relief."
Jooeun said it with a smile. Now that Wooseok had his body back, she had someone to lean on. If they had each other's love, they could hold out on this island just fine. That was the fantasy she let herself believe.