Chapter 50
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Midnight Tryst (2)
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Thwack! Thud!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Midnight tryst.
From the tent she was peeking into, heavy, dull sounds poured out endlessly. The noise of something relentlessly piercing and churning a slick, sopping wetness.
Every time Kang Ihyeon gripped Lena's slender waist and thrust fiercely, his rock-hard thighs slapped mercilessly against her ass.
Squelch. Squelch.
The sounds were shocking enough, but what truly horrified Yoon Harin was the massive cock savagely embedded between Kang Ihyeon's sturdy legs.
Even the silhouette from mana waves couldn't hide its grotesque thickness and bulging veins. It boasted a terrifying presence like a colossal club.
"Urk, ngh… Urk, hoooh!"
That monstrous club was ravaging Lena's lower body without mercy, forcing her to shake endlessly in time with his violent movements.
It was a doll, sure, but this was the first time she'd witnessed raw intercourse between a man and woman up close.
Yoon Harin swallowed hard without realizing it.
'So everything I saw in the hot springs… goes all the way inside…'
Its overwhelming size and girth that her two hands couldn't even cover. No wonder it made those sounds.
That giant thing was filling every crevice inside the delicate Lena's body and plunging madly into her.
"Haa…! Cl-Clothes…! Hngh, urk…? Th-There, something's… wrong… Urk…?"
"See? I told you Lena's body tastes amazing."
The moans bursting from Lena's doll-like voice were no longer restrained. Gone was her usual mechanical tone, replaced by something utterly consumed by pleasure—sweet yet agonizing screams.
Yoon Harin unconsciously clenched her thighs together. Her lower belly tingled sharply, and her secret place itched and heated up. Flustered by the unfamiliar sensation, she didn't withdraw her mana sense.
"D-Dirty… It's definitely filthy…"
"Ah… Nngh, haaah, M-Master, stop… Urk, I-I'm breaking…"
The intense hip thrusts grew faster and rougher.
Yoon Harin swallowed her breath at the fierce silhouette.
Thwack! Thwack—!
It was filthy, no doubt. Someone else's private affair she had no business watching.
Her mind knew that. But her body was already reacting honestly.
The heat building in her lower belly since earlier grew unbearably intense, her inner thighs twitching involuntarily as her intimate folds grew slick and wet.
Her hand drifted toward her own body of its own accord.
At first, she just rubbed her lower belly over her outer clothes. But as Kang Ihyeon and Lena's mingled cries intensified, her hand hesitated before slipping inside her garments. Her fingertips brushed the thin fabric over her most sensitive, shameful spot.
"Hngh…"
Her body jolted, trembling.
The first direct stimulation she'd ever felt. Combined with the taboo thrill of pleasuring herself while spying on others' sex, every sensation in her body sharpened to an extreme.
She grew bolder, caressing her soaking wetness more daringly.
"Haat… Ahh… Hnngh…"
She couldn't stop. The squelching friction from the tent and Lena's near-breaking moans felt like they were coming from her own body.
Each of Kang Ihyeon's ragged breaths stoked the fire in her belly hotter.
'No… This is really wrong… But…!'
Her reason screamed desperately, but her fingers slipped past the panties, rubbing her drenched, tender flesh more boldly.
She groped for the slightly swollen little nub and the sensitive area around it. Each brush of her fingertip sent electric jolts racing up her spine to the crown of her head.
Squelch—
"Ha, aaang…!"
She bit down hard on the hem of her clothes to stifle the moan threatening to escape.
She feared waking Kim Doyun, sleeping right beside her, but her fingers wouldn't stop.
Squelch— Squelch—
Her fingers obsessively fondled the edges of her most precious place.
"Hngh, mm… Lena, you like it? Should I go harder…?"
"I-I don't know… Ahk?"
In the meantime, things inside the tent escalated rapidly.
Kang Ihyeon hoisted Lena's petite body up effortlessly.
He wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her firmly against him.
"I'll really pound you now, Lena."
Gripping her small frame tight, he began thrusting upward savagely, like driving a stake deep into her womb.
Thud, thud, thud!
Each movement of his hips unleashed obscenely graphic sounds, and Lena shook helplessly.
"Ahk! Ungh… Urk, oof? M-Master…! No more…!"
As Lena's desperate scream rang out, Kang Ihyeon's waist movements reached their peak.
He plunged even deeper and harder, as if squeezing out his last strength, then finally unleashed a guttural roar, flooding her deepest depths with hot seed.
"I'm cumming…!"
"Ohoooghh! O-Ohnngh…"
Spurt, spluuurt, splurt!
Gloop, gloop, spuuurt—!
Amid the sloppy sounds of liquid gushing out, Kang Ihyeon held Lena close, panting heavily.
Yoon Harin stared blankly at the scene, her fingers moving even faster. Intense pleasure pierced her body, and she too convulsed briefly, unleashing her own hot release.
"Ungh…"
Once it was all over, Yoon Harin panted weakly.
Her entire body felt numb and distant.
'What… was that feeling…?'
Yoon Harin slumped bonelessly to the ground, breathing raggedly.
A profound lethargy drained her strength, while an intense afterglow she'd never felt before wrapped her nerves in dizzying haze.
It was like a massive spark had exploded in her brain—her mind blanked out white, the daze lingering for a while.
Masturbation. Of course she knew the word. She'd read about it in books and vaguely tried imitating it once or twice.
But it had scared her, and it wasn't fun, so she'd stopped.
She never imagined it could feel like this.
Such mind-melting, overwhelming pleasure… it was her first time.
'Is this what an orgasm feels like…?'
Her fingertips still trembled faintly. The slick fluid trickling down her inner thighs felt so foreign and embarrassing. The intense scene from the tent just moments ago, Kang Ihyeon sunbae's ferocity, and Lena the doll's cries.
It all felt so vivid, as if it had happened to her own body, stirring shame alongside a strange excitement creeping back up.
'What the hell am I doing right now? This makes me a pervert too. Ughhh…'
She covered her flushed face with both hands. Her heart still pounded uncontrollably. The heat in the tent had long faded, but Yoon Harin's body burned hot. The ticklish afterglow from deep in her belly wouldn't fade easily.
"Haa… Guess I won't sleep tonight…"
Yoon Harin tossed and turned in her sleeping bag all night, unable to get a wink of sleep. She finally dozed off just as the world outside the tent grew faintly bright, but even that was short-lived.
Light filtering through cracks in the cave ceiling illuminated the tent, waking her quickly.
Dark circles hollowed under her eyes.
Beside her, Kim Doyun was still deep in slumber. Ironically, despite his peaceful sleeping face, his lower half stood erect in morning vigor.
It was still boyish in size, but the taut swell was enough to remind her of Kang Ihyeon sunbae from yesterday.
'This kid too…'
Yoon Harin found herself staring blankly at Kim Doyun's 'morning wood' without thinking.
It wasn't her first time seeing one, so embarrassment didn't hit right away.
Then an odd thought crossed her mind.
'Will Kim Doyun grow that big like sunbae when he gets older…? No? They're not that far apart in age… Do sizes vary that much between people? No, no! What kind of perverted thoughts am I having?!'
Peeping on others' sex all night was guilty enough, and now she was analyzing sunbae's size?
She desperately tried to shake off the thoughts.
Pull yourself together.
She needed to head back soon and escape this weird mood.
She slipped out of her sleeping bag as casually as possible. Composing herself to erase last night's traces, she took a deep breath and stepped out of the tent.
The air outside was still chilly, but it felt utterly different from last night. Morning energy filled it.
And there stood the man from last night's fierce silhouette: Kang Ihyeon.
He was already packing up the camping gear to some extent, with Lena quietly helping beside him.
'Ugh, don't think weird things, Harin.'
Yoon Harin barely stopped her gaze from drifting to his crotch. She squeezed her eyes shut and open, forcing herself to look only at his face.
Noticing her, he smiled—same as always, or perhaps a touch softer.
"Sleep well?"
"…Y-Yeah. Thanks to you."
He offered her a warm mug from his hand at her awkward reply. Steam rose with a familiar aroma: coffee.
"Coffee?"
"Ah, thank you."
The scent was familiar, but one sip revealed a different taste.
Unlike yesterday's melt-in-your-mouth sweetness, this had a slight bitterness.
Disappointment flickered through her.
That special coffee from yesterday had been so good…
"S-Sunbae?"
Blushing, she cautiously spoke up.
"Um, that special syrup you added yesterday… Could you put just a little more? This coffee tastes a bit bitter to me."
Kang Ihyeon blinked wide at her unexpected request, then his lips curved into a subtle smile. Like he knew everything.
"…Yeah, sure. Hold on."
Without hesitation, he ducked into the tent and returned with another cup of coffee laced with that special syrup—viscous like cream or sticky condensed milk.
Yoon Harin inhaled its scent deeply without thinking.
"There, that should be easier to drink now."
With trembling hands, she took the cup and sipped carefully.
'Ahh… This is the taste…'
Rich, sweet flavor flooded her mouth. Not just sweetness—softness enveloping her tongue, subtle warmth sliding down her throat, and a strange comfort relaxing her whole body.
Her mind eased. The confusion and anxiety tormenting her all night melted away like snow. Unaware of how lasciviously she drained the cup.
With her heart calm, last night's events resurfaced.
But this time, different emotions arose.
'I thought sunbae was a creepy pervert at first… But thinking about it, he was just relieving his urges in his own way.'
Peeking on him was shocking, sure, but he hadn't harmed anyone real. Just 'healthily' venting with his emotionless doll.
'Maybe I was too narrow-minded.'
Her heart lighter, Yoon Harin set down the empty cup and smiled softly at Kang Ihyeon. The awkwardness had mostly faded.
"Thank you so much for the coffee, sunbae. I feel more awake now."
"Glad to hear it."
"Sorry we've been imposing since last night."
"No worries. Thanks to you juniors, I wasn't bored."
She chuckled softly at his reply, then bowed her head lightly.
"Well, I'll go wake Doyun now. Time to prep for departure. Take care of us at the academy too, sunbae!"
She turned back to her tent with light steps to rouse Kim Doyun.
Kang Ihyeon watched her retreating figure, not hiding his satisfied smile.
"Phew, they're finally gone."
I'd finally sent the two of them back.
'Just one day, but it felt so eventful.'
I fiddled cautiously with the status window summon button.
Da-eun noona must be furious…
The next morning, the moment noona appeared at camp, I quickly unsummoned her in surprise. If the juniors recognized the academy instructor's face, it'd be trouble.
After that, I acted like nothing happened, led them to the nearest rift point I'd scouted, and sent them out.
The problem was noona.
I'd sent her back right after her grueling hunt without so much as a word of encouragement.
I focused my mana again to resummon her. With a crackle, her familiar form in black combat gear appeared. But the atmosphere was totally different. Pouting lips, sharply narrowed eyes—blatant displeasure.
"Noona… Mad a lot?"
"Hmph."
Instead of answering, she crossed her arms and whipped her head away. Full-on sulk mode.
"Sorry. But I had no choice. If the juniors recognize you, it's big trouble. They'd wonder why an academy instructor is alone in a rift with students…"
"……."
"Too complicated to explain, and it'd cause misunderstandings."
I rattled off excuses, but noona's stiff expression didn't soften.
"I could pass the juniors' arrival as an accident, but what doesn't please me still doesn't."
"W-Well, sure, but…"
How to appease her? Every idea popping into my head was indecent.
Kiss her senseless?
Or pin her down and roughly fuck her lower mouth?
Why were all my solutions like this?
As I hemmed and hawed, Da-eun noona glanced back with a strange expression. Not the earlier blatant annoyance—something complex and subtle.
"If you really want to change my mind… It's not impossible."
"Huh? What is it? I'll do anything!"
"Hmph, a great way to improve your pathetic skills quickly."
Not another hell training session, I hope.
"Namely…"
She paused, then turned her head slightly as if hiding her reddening ears.
"Get… d-direct tutoring from me, the original."
"Huh? D-Directly?"
"If you don't want to, fine…"
An unexpected proposal.
Direct training from noona—instructor Cheon Da-eun herself?
"Isn't that not up to you?"
"Y-You idiot. Just bring it up first yourself."
But didn't that mean instructor Cheon Da-eun herself was somewhat open to it?
As I stared, thinking that, noona flushed like her secret was exposed and averted her eyes.
"W-What're you staring at?!"
"You're cute, noona."
Her transparent emotions were adorable.
"Urk, just answer. If you refuse my offer, no more sh-sharing experience through s-sex."
"Eh? That's… But we still need to distribute…"
"I-I've told you that's wrong from the start! Urk, for low levels maybe it's efficient, but…"
Her voice trembled slightly, as if she felt uneasy about that method too.
"Long-term, it blocks proper growth! You should walk the right path now, not rely on shortcuts…!"
"……"
I held back from saying you enjoyed it too, noona.
Honestly, I felt guilty. She'd hunted all night while I played with the juniors.
"Sigh, fine. I'll do as you say this time."
Time to drop the exp-sharing excuse and find other ways.