Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Taming (1)
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It was astonishing.
Instructor Cheon Da-eun's body seemed even more responsive to my pleasure skills than an ordinary woman's, who would be vulnerable to hunter skills.
She must have possessed formidable mental resistance as an elite hunter.
'What can I say... it feels like all the gates of her body are flung wide open?'
I had no idea what wind had blown through Instructor Cheon Da-eun's heart, but one thing was certain.
'Instructor Cheon Da-eun wants me too.'
In that case, my task was simple.
Before she took the lead, I would use my incubus pleasure magic to first steep her body in my essence.
Yeah, that's what I thought...
"My lord..."
The effect was far beyond expectations—too potent.
Not only did she accept the pleasure skill, she was devouring it greedily, squeezing every drop.
'How many people with such beastly, insatiable lust could provoke a reaction like this...?'
Well, considering she'd spent years abstaining from desire to focus solely on battle, it wasn't so strange if a bitch in heat lurked within.
Still, this was Instructor Cheon Da-eun in a completely different atmosphere from before.
Gulp─
'When she's clinging to me like this, who cares about side effects?'
I grew even more aroused by her display, intensifying the concentration of my subtly emanating essence within me and scattering it everywhere.
The instructor burrowed deeper into my embrace, panting heavily.
Her feverish body pressed against mine, and her whisper in my ear was sweet and sticky like honey.
"Haa... I've wanted to hold you like this since that day..."
Her reaction was so honest and adorable that I felt like teasing her a bit more.
I forced a calm expression, pulling back slightly from her as I spoke.
"Instructor, you've granted my request now... shall we move on to the next training?"
At my words, the color drained from her face in an instant. Her eyes trembled with anxiety, and she looked up at me with an expression on the verge of tears.
"I-Ihyeon...! W-Wait! Have you... come to dislike me...? Did I... do something lacking, so...?"
"Come on, how could I ever dislike someone as beautiful and alluring as you, Instructor? It's just that I─"
It was right then, as I tried to continue.
The instructor suddenly cut me off, gripping both my hands tightly as if she'd made a resolution, and opened her mouth.
"...Is it because of my family name? Are you worried about opposition from my clan?"
"Pardon? What do you─"
"Yes, our Cheon family's threshold is high, so we might face fierce opposition at first. There will be mountains to climb. But if you graduate from the academy safely... I will sever ties with the family on the spot and propose marriage to you. We'll build a home, have children... and I will support you for life by your side. I'll back you with everything to become the greatest hunter."
"Uh..."
"Even then... do you still not trust me...?"
Her voice brimmed with sincerity.
Wait, hold on a second.
Why was marriage talk coming up all of a sudden?
I'd never even considered such a serious future with the instructor. Honestly, the word "marriage" itself felt utterly unrealistic.
I'd only just shed the straggler label and was taking my first steps as a hunter.
"I-Instructor... are you perhaps... badly misunderstanding something right now?"
I asked carefully, intent on not hurting her feelings.
She shook her head with a faint blush, smiling softly. Her eyes shone with conviction.
"No, Ihyeon. It's no misunderstanding. You took my first time, didn't you? Even if I look like this, I'm a daughter of the Cheon family. You're an academy student, so you must know the customs of hunter clans."
"Uh, well, that is..."
"Besides, that euphoric feeling back then... it was my first, yet it felt incredibly good. Isn't that clear proof we're destined by heaven?"
The instructor squirmed bashfully as she spoke, pure and blindly devoted like a girl in love.
But inside, I was breaking into a cold sweat.
Hunter clans? Customs?
Yeah, I knew vaguely. That marriages happened among some prominent clans for better hunter skills.
But who memorizes the list of obscure prominent clan names from the settings...?
Still, I lacked the courage to say that in front of the instructor gazing at me with eyes sparkling in bliss.
One wrong word could shatter this warm atmosphere.
I hesitated, then cautiously opened my mouth.
"Instructor... of course, imagining a future with you makes me truly happy... but there are all sorts of people and relationships in the world. Isn't it a bit hasty to decide so quickly based on just me?"
"No, it's not, Ihyeon."
She shook her head firmly at my words. Her gaze held no flicker of doubt.
"I've clearly seen your manly qualities and your resilient struggle to escape the despair of being a straggler. The man I'll spend my life with... is only you. That's what I think now."
There wasn't a hint of hesitation in her voice. But moments later, she glanced at me anxiously and added,
"Of course... if there's anything about me you don't like... feel free to say it honestly. You're still young, after all, so it's natural if an older woman like me doesn't seem right..."
Her voice trembled slightly. She was forcing composure, but the anxiety and sadness were unmistakable. If I rejected her here, she'd be deeply hurt.
I couldn't bear to look away from her sad expression. Yet I couldn't rashly accept her marriage proposal either.
After all, my chosen expertise was sex.
I'd embrace clones and various women alike, and honestly, as a man, I secretly craved it.
Sorry, but I'm not the type to settle down and focus on one home.
'What should I do...?'
My mind tangled in knots.
How to refuse this pure affection without hurting her.
Then, a sudden idea flashed through—one potentially risky, but seeming like the only solution now.
'If I can make her accept my indulgences, even enjoy them together... maybe I can resolve this mess somewhat smoothly?'
It defied logic, but I—I could make it happen.
If I honed my skills further...
I gently took the instructor's hand. She looked at me, slightly startled.
"Instructor, I've never once thought you weren't to my liking. If anything, you're far too good for me."
"I-Ihyeon..."
"But I love lewd things so much. Really, a lot. So I'm a bit worried if you could handle me."
Her face flushed crimson again at my words, a mix of strange shame and defiance. She bit her lip, then spoke in an indignant tone.
"Y-You're underestimating me, Kang Ihyeon! You think I can't satisfy your desires with just that? I-I'm like this...!"
She panted fiercely for a moment, then resolutely hiked up the hem of her white dress. Beneath revealed scandalously provocative black lace panties barely covering her smooth hips—an erotic pose that left nowhere safe to look.
"I-I even prepared proper victory panties like this."
"Wow..."
I always thought this, but was Instructor Cheon Da-eun a natural airhead?
Her face beet red, she squeezed her eyes shut and hurriedly tried to lower the hem. But I grabbed her slender wrist faster. I felt her hand trembling.
"Wait!"
"Eek... I-I'm embarrassed too..."
I gripped her hand tighter.
My lower body was already straining unbearably.
"Instructor, I'm getting really big down here."
Her shoulders jerked at my blunt words. But this time, she didn't pull away. Instead, avoiding my heated gaze, she murmured in a mosquito-like voice.
"I-In private... you can just call me Da-eun..."
"...Da-eun noona?"
When I asked back, she bowed her head further, her voice nearly tearful as she added,
"N-No, even... without 'noona' is fine..."
In that instant, scorching dominance surged uncontrollably within me.
I wanted to dye this pure instructor with secret pleasures only I knew, remake her to the bone as a vulgar bitch.
Claim all of her, etch my existence deep inside.
No more hesitation.
"Cheon Da-eun."
"You... mmph...!"
I claimed her trembling lips right then.
The moment her soft lips met mine, electric thrill coursed through me. One hand still held her wrist; the other slid unhesitatingly behind her back. I found the zipper of her white dress and slowly, stealthily lowered it without her noticing.
Slrrk─
Now came the crucial part.
I'd embraced plenty of women by now, but deliberately "training" someone to my color like this was a first.
Chup.
I shared a soft yet light kiss with Da-eun, whispering in her ear.
"Da-eun, stick out your tongue...?"
Her body stiffened slightly at my words. After a brief hesitation, a small, hot, plush tongue timidly slipped between my lips.
An awkward but desperate motion. I gently wrapped my tongue around that cute one, deepening into a thicker, richer kiss.
Chup. Chuup...
"Hng... mmph..."
Guiding her to lewd acts of her own volition. That was the first imprint to etch into Cheon Da-eun. Imprinting vulgar, obscene acts into her body until she couldn't endure without me.
I sucked her tongue more fiercely, injecting my saliva.
Pleasure Magic.
Even just the kiss would already feel good enough.
This lip-lock alone would drown her in dizzying pleasure—more than enough. The more she licked my tongue, the more desperately and fiercely it tangled, the richer my saliva would flow, mercilessly ravaging and stimulating her deepest pleasure centers.
"Hng... mmph, chuup. Jjuup... haa."
As expected. Her initially hesitant, clumsy tongue grew bolder and more aggressive.
Wrapping, sucking my tongue, even softly nibbling at times—as if immersed in the kiss itself.
"Haa... tsup... give me more... deeper, more... slurp... chuup... your taste... driving me crazy..."
Her eyes glazed, losing focus. Thick lust roiled within. Like a long-starved beast, she devoured my lips and tongue ravenously. Her moans grew frequent and hotter amid ragged breaths.
The initial pure, awkward kiss was gone.
Our kiss now was unmistakably vulgar and obscene—an blatant exchange of raw desire. She seemed oblivious to her lewd expression or the lascivious sounds spilling out.
"Chuup... tsup... slurp... haat... tsk, tsuwk... haa... tsup... churrup..."
Her saliva and mine mixed sloppily, drooling down our chins. All dignity and poise as an instructor forgotten, she clung to me, craving the kiss.
After some time.
"Haa... haa..."
Finally, the long, lascivious kiss paused, and we panted facing each other.
Cheon Da-eun's cheeks glowed like ripe apples, her half-lidded eyes still burning with desire.
"Hoo... Da-eun, you're so lewd."
She jolted at my low whisper. Realizing her disheveled state, she flushed deeper and bowed her head.
"I-I... that... you started it... haat..."
She tried to excuse herself, but her pleasure-addled tongue could only produce lewd moans, no coherent sentences.
Then her gaze fell to her body. Her dress had slipped, perilously exposing her cleavage.
"H-Huh...? When did my dress...?"
She fumbled to fix it in panic, but I seized her full, soft breasts with both hands first. Plush warmth filled my palms.
"Heuk!"
Da-eun arched her back like a bow with a choked moan at the sudden stimulus. I felt her sensitive nipples hardening against my palms.
I breathed hotly into her ear and whispered.
"Do something lewd for me, Da-eun?"
She nodded weakly, staring up blankly. Her reason seemed nearly severed.