Disciple Baek Jaesung 7: The 3rd Rank's Might and Infirmary Indulgence
A 3 Rank Dungeon Hunter's power was truly something else. Sure, I hadn't unleashed my full strength either, but even if I had, the outcome wouldn't have changed. Kim Minyoung the instructor's movements were beyond anything I could read.
But despite her exceptional skill, her touch felt surprisingly light. I was carted off to the training center's infirmary. It wasn't a serious injury, but dungeon hunters—whose healthy bodies are their lifeline—never skimp on treatment. The infirmary was as big as a private hospital, complete with two doctors on constant standby. One of them was even a hunter specialized in healing.
"Just some minor bruises. Nothing to worry about."
The doctor confirmed it after checking me over.
"Is that so? What a relief."
Kim Minyoung the instructor let out a sigh of relief. The sensation of groping her breasts still lingered on my hands. They were a bit on the small side, regrettably, but that didn't diminish her appeal one bit. If anything, my lust for her burned even hotter.
'Of course, with my current setup, that's nothing but a pipe dream.'
Someone like her wouldn't fall for a gimmick like the Common Sense Alteration Sticker. And forcing myself on her? Out of the question. This was the real world—no room for reckless moves without consequences. Unlike with Jueun, this woman had both the power and the authority.
First things first: build some rapport. I let out a groan, pretending to come to.
"Ugh... where...?"
"Oh, you're awake? You okay?"
Kim Minyoung the instructor asked in a worried tone. The gap between her looks and that voice was irresistibly charming. I wanted to pin her down right then and there, but physics said no. Smacking my lips in regret, I kept up the act.
"Ugh... what happened?"
"I'm sorry. I must've hit back too hard. And I was supposed to let you defend for three full minutes... I have no excuse."
She bowed her head politely in apology. Hard to believe she was a 3 Rank Dungeon Hunter—her humility was off the charts. I'd sensed it from the start: she wasn't the type to throw her weight around.
Kim Minyoung the instructor apologized several more times with deep bows. I accepted it graciously.
"Just a little mishap during sparring. No big deal."
"Thank you for understanding."
I had a few things left on my schedule, but I decided to rest in the infirmary. Kim Minyoung double-checked my condition with the doctor, only leaving once she got the all-clear. I stole a glance at her retreating figure. Her steps were impeccably precise, like a martial artist who'd mastered the ultimate path.
After she left, an unexpected visitor strolled in: Han Seungjin, the dungeon hunter with a face so handsome it was downright infuriating.
"Jaesung, you alright?"
His voice matched his looks—perfectly smooth as he checked on me. What the hell? Were we that close? He didn't act this buddy-buddy with anyone else, but with me? It felt like he was clinging. Was he seriously gay? And if so, was I his target? A chill ran down my spine.
I played it cool, replying evenly that I was fine.
"Impressive. Holding your own against a 3 Rank Dungeon Hunter."
Holding my own? There wasn't even a shred of justification for that. She'd overwhelmed me without me landing a single move.
"I didn't do shit. Don't overhype it."
"You made a 3 Rank Dungeon Hunter flinch. That's achievement enough in my book."
The real reason she'd flinched was my dick brushing against her. But hey, just a minor accident in the heat of sparring. She seemed to see it that way too.
"I was a little surprised, seeing your ability up close. Light Control. That's one hell of an ability."
"Handy in all sorts of ways, yeah."
I brushed off his praise. Getting compliments from this absurdly good-looking bastard felt... weird. Flattering, sure, but I couldn't shake the vibe that he was playing me.
"My ability's the total opposite of yours. Check this out."
He held out his palm, and a small orb of darkness formed above it.
This was...
"Darkness Control. That's mine."
Darkness Control—the natural ability with the highest destructive power. It was infamous for multiple reasons. The clan master of the Rose Cross Society, one of the world's most notorious Demonic Clans, wielded it. Thanks to his string of terrorist attacks, people saw Darkness Control as the hallmark of Demonic abilities.
That was one reason I'd chosen Light Control as my public-facing ability—the shitty reputation of Darkness Control made the light-dark rivalry perfect cover. He was darkness, I was light? Felt backwards.
'Though in reality, I handle darkness and every other element.'
Anyway, Han Seungjin packing Darkness Control? Even his ability was top-tier bullshit.
"Get well soon."
He said that and left. Right on cue, Sujin showed up, looking worried.
"Jaesung? You okay?"
I assured her I was fine, putting her mind at ease. She'd skipped the rest of her schedule to play nurse.
I glanced around the infirmary and thumped the bed. Even the infirmary beds were plush as fuck—had to be millions-won models.
"Come here."
Not fucking on a bed like this would be a sin. To stay pure, I beckoned Sujin.
"Mm... you sure it's okay?"
She scanned the room anxiously. Sujin loved sneaky outdoor sex with me, but the Hunter Association training center's infirmary? That took guts.
No worries, though. No CCTV, and the two on-duty docs were next door in the exam room.
"No way we'll get caught."
I said it with confidence, and she smiled faintly, climbing onto the bed. Curtains around the bed made it ideal—even if someone barged in, we wouldn't be spotted right away. Just like a school nurse's office. And those always meant dirty deeds.
Sujin yanked down my pants. She was already revved up. She brought her face to my massive cock, sniffing it first—a habit before blowing me. Like how I sniff her pussy before eating it out. She loved my dick smell. All my girls did, really.
"Jaesung's cock smells so good. Tastes amazing too. How is it this good?"
Sujin was the one who'd taken my virginity. And I'd taken hers. We clicked perfectly—bodies molded to each other from those first times. Hell, even without Power of Sex, she'd crave my body now. I had a feeling.
Of course, I kept Power of Sex on for the extra pleasure. And the stat boosts from fucking.
'They're trickling up now that my stats are high as fuck, but better than nothing.'
Sujin opened wide and took me in. Always a blowjob before sex—no exceptions, if I could help it. Nothing beat it for getting hard, plus I loved looking down at her. Watching a slutty woman hollow her cheeks to suck you off? Prime fap fuel. Seeing a beauty's perfect face wrecked by my cock made my prostate throb.
"Slurp...! Slurp...! Slurp...!"
"Going easy 'cause it's the infirmary? Weaker than usual."
She was conscious of others. I'd gotten countless blowjobs from her—I could tell. Less intensity than normal.
Sujin pulled off for a sec.
"Can't help it... this place feels straight-up criminal."
"Criminal? Where else fits sex better than a school or hospital?"
Hospital sex was porn industry standard. How could we not? I'd love to film it with spy cams and upload to some credit site, but reality check: no way. And I had zero interest in turning Sujin into an AV star.
Her tentative blowjob had its own charm. Looking down at her tense face was a thrill. My heart pounded too. My cock stiffened right up.
I tapped her head twice—signal for pussy insertion. Twice for pussy, three for ass. Cumming in her mouth? Slam both hands down and throat-fuck.
"Hold on."
She slid down her track pants. No panties, as ordered. She wasn't shy about it anymore—always commando unless wearing a skirt. Sometimes even then.
We went face-to-face cowgirl. I sat up against the bedhead; she straddled me, facing me. We embraced without a word. Our lips met naturally.
"Mmmph!"
"Chup! Chup! Chuup!"
She made out with my mouth like it was a blowjob. Total mouth-fuck. Our deep kisses were always this lewd and intense.
I slid my hands down to grope her ass. Firm, healthy cheeks—perfect feel. My cock slid into her pussy. Like they'd been waiting decades, they fit perfectly—no gaps, no excess. Like lost pieces clicking home.
Squelch!
"Ngh! Shh, move quiet. You stay still, Jaesung..."
Sujin rocked her hips slowly on top. She loved cowgirl, taking control. Her first time had been reverse rape, after all. She shook her ass like a pro. Way more aggressive than her restrained blowjob—her brakes were slipping.
"Hnnngh...! Hnngh...! Hnngh...!"
She bit her lip to stifle moans. Her ass grazed my hands with every squelch. Amazing texture. I surrendered to the pleasure surging through my cock, letting waves of bliss swallow me.
Realizing she couldn't hold back much longer, Sujin sealed her lips with mine. Smart move, she thought—but it was a mistake.
'Kissing during sex amps the mental high.'
She knew it from our countless fucks. Her self-control shattered completely.
Knock knock!
"Baek Jaesung? Coming in."
"!?"