Chapter 26. If I keep going like this, it's going to explode.

The mansion's living room had no choice but to be shrouded in silence. After all, it was just two virgins with zero dating experience, their intentions clear and blatant. Watching Lim Seo-yoon bow her head toward the floor and fidget with her fingers, I swallowed dryly—not only because her mere presence in the living room was turning the atmosphere lewd.

What should I do next? Normally, Lim Seo-yoon would have been bustling about energetically, but now she'd turned into a docile rabbit, and I couldn't think of a single topic to bring up.

Ah.

Goblin fluid.

I fumbled in my pocket, checking on the small bottle of goblin fluid that Choi Yeon-ju had handed me while rushing upstairs panting. Mmm. I can definitely feel it. In that case, the first words should be that.

Since Seo-yoon might not have come, I hadn't prepared ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the orange juice beforehand. There was only one goblin dick, and the fluid made from it was all I had on me now. Since I'd only been using tiny amounts, about two-thirds of the volume remained, but unless I went back into the gate and risked death by opening a mokgora with the goblins, there was no way to get more fluid.

"Ah... thank you for coming all this way. The... the orange juice..."

"Ah. Yes... Yes... Thank you..."

"Please wait a moment!"

Since it was the orange juice she drank every day as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠soon as she arrived, she didn't refuse this time either. I inwardly cheered and quickly ran to the kitchen. In this situation, I couldn't think about the orange juice I'd prepared comfortably before Seo-yoon arrived. Because Seo-yoon was watching me. Since she had nothing to do and felt awkward, she was just staring at me.

I had no choice but to take out a cup first. Then I opened the refrigerator. As the fridge door opened, it naturally became a screen, so I quickly pulled out the bottle of goblin fluid from my pocket and hurriedly poured it into the cup. The goblin fluid has an amazing effect, but conveniently, it's not colorless and odorless. It has no color, but the smell is absolutely foul. Literally, it's the pre-cum of a goblin. Meaning it smells like a goblin's dick.

If ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a woman smells it, she'd feel like vomiting—so how would I, a man, feel? There's no way a man would enjoy the smell of another male's dick, and I didn't either.

Uuuk... Fuck.

I poured just enough fluid to shallowly cover the bottom of the large cup. This was the dosage I'd used on Seo-yoon the first time. The amount might be slightly more or less, but I decided to trust Choi Yeon-ju's words that such a small difference wouldn't matter much. Not that I had anything I could do even if I didn't trust her.

Last, I poured the orange juice. Because I couldn't stir it—the pressure of the juice flowing from above would roughly mix it.

After that, all I could do was pray.

As long as she didn't notice the orange juice was strange, it would be a success.

While closing the fridge door, I gently shook the cup to help it mix as well as possible, then finally shut the door. Because this was a task where even the slightest abnormality couldn't be allowed.

"Here, seonsaengnim. Please have this first."

"Ah. Th...thank you..."

Lim Seo-yoon, as if forgetting all the time we'd spent getting close, acted awkward like she was meeting me for the first time. Actually, even at the very beginning, Seo-yoon hadn't been like this. She'd been lively and bright when we took a taxi from the Association's main gate. In that sense, today's reaction might even be better.

Anyway, it meant that incident was weighing heavily on her mind.

Even in that state, she still came to the mansion—so in a way, Seo-yoon is quite a remarkable woman, I thought.

While I was thinking that, Seo-yoon, probably parched from tension, gulped down the orange juice in one go, just like always. My heart ached watching her. If she got caught, I'd be heading to prison for real.

But Seo-yoon didn't notice. As she set down the empty cup, I felt a sigh of relief that I couldn't control escape my lips.

Seo-yoon tilted her head at that.

Danger...!

"You drank it so heartily, I couldn't help but..."

"Ah! Ahaha... Is that so...?"

Seo-yoon gave an awkward laugh and scratched the back of her head, as if realizing she'd slipped up. As expected, the most terrifying part of doing something bad is while you're in the middle of it. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of my mouth.

But Seo-yoon had already downed the orange juice in one shot. And she hadn't noticed. Most importantly, she had walked in here on her own two feet today.

Now that she'd drunk the juice, I had justification to become bolder.

"Hey, seonsaengnim."

"Hic!? Y...yes?"

"You came after all."

"Ah... aha... ha... yes..."

She laughed awkwardly, but the atmosphere, which had been about to relax, turned lewd the moment I reminded her of the fact. Silence fell again. Seo-yoon's face was flushed. Goblin fluid takes effect very quickly.

I strode forward to stand in front of Seo-yoon. Startled, she took a step back. But she didn't retreat any further. Even as I kept walking closer, she stayed.

Her expression, not knowing what to do, was cute. Seo-yoon alternated glances between my torso and face, and then, when I got close enough that our chests nearly touched, she couldn't bear the pressure and lowered her head again.

I thought.

I have to touch Seo-yoon's pussy somehow and make her pass out.

"It's the same training as last time, right?"

"........"

Seo-yoon didn't answer. But I had no fear that she'd refuse. The fluid's effect must have already started. Her neatly arranged hair—the ears on either side were bright red. The fact that she'd come here in the exact same outfit as last time also seemed intentional.

If I looked closely, she gave a tiny nod, so small I might have missed it.

ㅡ

Unlike last time, when they'd at least pretended to exercise, Seo-yoon blankly stared at Byeong-jin, who sat down on the sofa, with a flushed face. She felt dizzy. Ever since she arrived at the mansion, as soon as she heard Byeong-jin's talk about training from the kitchen, she was already like this.

'I'm... a really horny person.'

Seo-yoon thought that. In truth, her body had started going into heat because of the goblin fluid, but since she hadn't noticed anything strange when she drank the orange juice, she had no choice but to blame all these carnal instincts on herself.

Staggering, walking like a drunk with a hazy mind, Seo-yoon grabbed Byeong-jin's shoulders—he was watching her slowly—spread her legs, and straddled his lap. Her movements were very cautious.

Her pussy, which had been fine yesterday, now seemed to be anticipating what was about to happen. The feeling of arousal fluid flowing down from her vagina was vivid. It just hadn't come out yet. She instinctually realized that the amount flowing would only increase, not decrease. This time, like last time, she would be humiliated.

Even knowing that future, Seo-yoon couldn't refuse. She simply didn't want to refuse. At this point, such thoughts weren't particularly important to her.

Seong Byeong-jin didn't grab her waist. His hand touched her hip, but it was ambiguous whether it was a firm hold. His palm swept up Seo-yoon's exposed waist and moved upward. Due to her heightened senses, she got goosebumps from the feeling of his hand brushing her waist, but even that felt pleasurable—absurd as it was.

Seo-yoon couldn't not know where his hand was headed. An emotionally sensitive spot. Normally, she should scream and run away, but instead, Seo-yoon pushed her chest forward, creating an elegant curve so that her breasts would look more appetizing and pretty. Still, she pondered.

How can I make my body look prettier?

How much more can I make the man in front of me enjoy?

Even if she didn't look pretty, his hand would eventually reach her breasts anyway. That was Byeong-jin's original target. Soon, his hands—big compared to Seo-yoon's—grabbed her breasts from the sides and gently squeezed. The deep cleavage became more pronounced from the pressure.

"Haauugh..."

A man's large hands, as soon as they envelop, tend to give a sense of stability. And what Seo-yoon felt wasn't just stability. Her body, sensitive from arousal, even light skin contact was perceived as pleasure. Although his hand would have grabbed her chest anyway, there was also satisfaction from the illusion that she had succeeded in seducing him with her body language.

Byeong-jin was staring intently at her breasts, but if he had lifted his gaze even slightly, he would have realized that Seo-yoon was smiling contentedly.

The living room should have been cool with the air conditioning on, but to the two of them, it felt sweltering. Their elevated body temperatures caused their bodies to mistake the heat, making them sweat.

"Is it okay to touch you, seonsaengnim?"

At the words "seonsaengnim," Seo-yoon's pussy throbbed more intensely than before. Because she had never ingested this much fluid. With a sound like jwa-a-a-ak—an illusion so strong she could almost hear it—Seo-yoon's crotch quickly grew wet.

Seo-yoon found her current state absurd. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Until she came here, she had been conflicted. When she faced Byeong-jin at the entrance, she had inwardly told herself just once, feeling complicated.

But what was this situation? Byeong-jin had simply stepped closer and made one blatant demand, and she had ended up like this. Sitting on her student's lap, offering her breasts, leaking arousal fluid from her pussy at the word "seonsaengnim."

She couldn't help but feel self-loathing.

"We both know this isn't right, right...?" Seo-yoon asked cautiously. Of course, it was just a question. She herself knew it was impossible to stop this situation now.

"Things that aren't supposed to be done are always the most fun, aren't they?"

"Hehe. That's true."

Seo-yoon laughed and agreed with Byeong-jin. It was true. The situation was already thrilling enough to make her stomach churn. Even just hugging each other and talking gave her goosebumps.

In Seo-yoon's subconscious, it was being engraved how enjoyable doing lewd things in forbidden situations could be.

Seo-yoon lifted her head to look at the ceiling for a moment. The suffocating heat made even breathing difficult. Just raising her head slightly, the cool air filled her lungs, causing her body to tremble. The ingested fluid raced through her boiling blood like an arrow, circulating through her entire body. Goosebumps rose. She felt a little cold. She needed heat.

Seo-yoon smiled with an expression different from usual.

"Aren't you going to lick my breast pussy today...?"

At Seo-yoon's blatant question, more aroused than ever, the hand gripping and slowly kneading her chest tightened.

"Haaauung!"

She couldn't suppress her moan. Her back snapped straight, trembling. Seo-yoon, unconsciously pulling Byeong-jin's head into her chest, hugged him. This couldn't be called the most intense sexual sensation of Seo-yoon's life—she had already surpassed that when she passed out once before.

But Seo-yoon had no memory of that. She was mistaken.

She was feeling more sensitive now than she ever had in her life.

Unable to think rationally due to extreme excitement, Seo-yoon had no room left to pretend.

"Aaauuu... huuu...! W...what is this...!"

This was far beyond a reaction for a simple breast grab. Byeong-jin watched with his mouth open. Seeing Seo-yoon in this state after her first dose of fluid, he understood why she had passed out in the bathroom.

Jureureureureu.

A flood drenched her panties and leggings instantly, gushing out. The pressure of the gushing liquid couldn't penetrate the fabric. The marble floor clearly heard the sound of her pouring out arousal fluid. Byeong-jin, who had only kneaded her chest once, was stunned by the dramatic reaction.

"Is it good, seonsaengnim?"

"Haaung! Haang! W...wait...!"

Overwhelmed by a pleasure she'd never felt in her life, Seo-yoon couldn't come to her senses. It was too good—she felt like she was going crazy. She couldn't even begin to control her trembling body. But she had to stop. Because even the vibration of her shivering sent sweet electric currents through her.

The trembling continued for a long time. The flowing arousal fluid quickly soaked not only Seo-yoon but also Byeong-jin's lower body. Seo-yoon, who couldn't possibly be unaware, started apologizing despite being out of her mind from the shaking.

"I'm...I'm sorry! Hiiiiik! Ah... it won't stop...!"

"Whoa..."

Byeong-jin was mesmerized. He was staring at the inner thighs of Seo-yoon, who was barely supporting herself on her knees from the pleasure she couldn't control. Because her trembling thighs were insanely erotic. The flood still gushing like a faucet seemed to cling to his vision.

It was only natural for the hand holding her chest to move down. Retracing the same path from her waist, his hand didn't head for her pussy. Given Seo-yoon's current state, she looked like she might die instead of just pass out. His hand went a little lower, toward her ass. Her tense buttocks were full of elasticity.

Seo-yoon began to scream.

"Not my butt! Hwaaaang!"

He hadn't even gripped her ass tightly. It was closer to a stroke than a touch, but that motion made Seo-yoon instinctively jolt her hips. This caused the continuous flow of arousal fluid to splash onto Byeong-jin's upper body. Overwhelmed by her violent reactions, Byeong-jin didn't know how to touch her anymore—even the slightest action elicited screams. He was at a loss because of Seo-yoon's reaction.

In the end, all he did was hug her waist tightly to calm her down. Surprisingly, it worked. Wrapped tightly in Byeong-jin's arms, her trembling finally subsided, and Seo-yoon leaned her head on his shoulder, panting. Drool from her open mouth wet his shoulder, but she didn't even have the mind to fix it.

Byeong-jin wondered what to do. According to Choi Yeon-ju, he needed to touch her pussy to make her pass out, but seeing Seo-yoon's current state, she seemed more likely to have a heart attack than faint. He had no choice but to wait for her condition to improve a little. While patting her back to soothe her as she gasped for breath in his tight embrace, Byeong-jin judged that she had somewhat calmed down and spoke.

"Seonsaengnim sure loves being touched by her student."

"Heuu... huuu... I'm... I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"That's..."

She apologized, but there was no way Seo-yoon could answer. Because she didn't even know what she was sorry for. It was just a reflexive response to the reproachful remark. Seo-yoon hemmed and hawed at Byeong-jin's question for a while, then irritably pinched his shoulder.

"Ow."

"Does it hurt? Did it hurt?"

When Byeong-jin exaggerated, Seo-yoon was startled and asked. At that, Byeong-jin burst out laughing. At this moment, Byeong-jin forgot all about Choi Yeon-ju's hypnosis, the fluid ingestion beyond logic, and was intoxicated by the satisfaction of Seo-yoon writhing under his touch.

Naturally, his caution began to disappear.

"Look at this plump ass."

"Haaung! ...My ass, stop...!"

As his hand openly kneaded her butt, Seo-yoon, whose sexual sensitivity was flaring up again, clung to Byeong-jin. But she was helpless. Because Seo-yoon, who had already experienced a feeling of falling into an abyss from the greatest climax of her life, couldn't grab and stop Byeong-jin's hand groping her ass freely. Even though he was only touching her butt, Seo-yoon was terrified of the impending climax that was rising and flaring up. She couldn't bear to remove the arm wrapped around Byeong-jin's neck.

Byeong-jin whispered in her ear.

"Are you going to come again, seonsaengnim?"

"Aauuuu! Yes...! Yes! I'm... I'm going to come! Seonsaengnim is going to come!"

"Where?"

"M...my pussy! My pussy! Seonsaengnim's pussy is going to come... Hiiik!"

Having lost all composure, Seo-yoon spat out vulgar words without care. Byeong-jin saw his chance. Since it was the same situation as last time, Byeong-jin had no choice but to stay calm compared to Seo-yoon. After all, he hadn't drunk any goblin fluid.

Sensing the impending climax, Seo-yoon's whole body tensed, trembling. Byeong-jin counted numbers in his mind, gauging when her trembling would peak. He removed one hand from her ass. He wanted to keep touching, to enjoy this moment more. He was sorry to let it go. But he couldn't forget the person waiting on the second floor, not in the living room.

Casually, the hand removed from her ass slipped between her legs. He raised his index finger. This time, Byeong-jin was also nervous and swallowed dryly. He couldn't tell exactly how sensitive Seo-yoon was. He only guessed from her violently trembling body.

So he wasn't sure if what he was doing now was right.

But he had to do it. Aageugeugeuk. He heard Seo-yoon gritting her teeth and holding back a moan. Her trembling ass beyond her arms clinging to his neck was cute.

Then, the trembling suddenly stopped as if by a lie.

Byeong-jin's index finger, which had been waiting between her legs without touching anything, lightly traced up Seo-yoon's crack.

"Ah."

Seo-yoon let out a gasp.

Then silence.

Shwaaaaaaaak!

The vibration of splashing water was so strong Byeong-jin could feel it. Seo-yoon, frozen as if time had stopped, gushed a flood. No scream, no cry. The arm that had been strangling his neck went limp as if by magic. She just arched her waist, mouth open dumbly, spraying water.

Ddeol ddeol ddeol ddeol.

Her body's trembling reached a peak. Seo-yoon sprayed so much fluid it made one wonder if a human body could expel that much water, and then, as the flow subsided, she slid her arms off Byeong-jin's neck and collapsed sideways with a thud.

Byeong-jin, having never seen a woman faint like this, stared wide-mouthed at his own extended index finger.

"...God Finger...?"

It wasn't.