Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Ordinary Date-7
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“Well, shall we see which outfit looks good on me now?”
“That's fine, but...”
Lee Ha-seon gazed at me with a bright smile.
“Do I really have to be in here with you?”
It's cramped.
I was inside the fitting booth with her.
The clothes she'd picked hung in a row on the rack. With her back to me, she stuck her hips out toward me.
“You're touching me, you know?”
“I know. So, you don't like it?”
“I don't dislike it. It's just... is this okay?”
From the moment she'd dragged me into the booth, I'd figured this wouldn't end with just watching a simple strip show.
But this was still a fitting room in an operating store.
“Don't worry. With this... artifact, I can block out all the sounds from inside!”
“If you had something like that, couldn't you have used it sooner?”
“I just got it!”
“From who?”
“From a Humanity's Shield staff member disguised as a store employee!”
“What?”
That caught me off guard.
“No wonder there weren't any other customers here...”
“So, don't sweat the small stuff.”
She turned to face me.
“How's this outfit?”
“It's gorgeous, really.”
“You look a bit disappointed! Hold on, I'll try them on one by one!”
Without hesitation, she stripped right in front of me. Taking off the top was easy, but the bottoms were trickier.
“This thing... it's not coming off easily. Can you help a little?”
“If it's because you lack the strength, I won't be much help.”
“I'm worried I'll rip it if I mess up my strength control! Just tug it down a bit from below!”
“Got it.”
I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her pants, which clung tightly to her hips. With a little effort, I got them off.
'Ha...'
Her firm ass and thighs were right there. No panties.
“You weren't wearing any?”
“No, these pants cling so much that regular panties don't work well with them! Picking matching ones would've taken too much time, so I skipped it.”
“Uh...”
“Whoa, I usually don't wear panties much anyway? My powers keep my clothes from getting dirty, and I rarely take off my costume to begin with! Earlier, I put some on because of the skirt!”
“Makes sense.”
I let out a hollow laugh and poked her ass with my finger.
“Eek! Hold on a sec!”
She grabbed a hanger from the rack. The booth wasn't big, so her naked body inevitably brushed against mine in the process.
The sensation was great. Her breasts were soft, her arms firm yet smooth. I could see her hairless armpits and pink nipples.
After slipping into the new outfit, she showed it off to me.
“How's this?”
“Beautiful.”
“That's such a lukewarm reaction!”
“What else am I supposed to say? It'd be harder for you to wear something that doesn't look pretty, Ha-seon.”
Fashion's finishing touch is the face.
And on top of that, her figure and skin were stunning enough to draw a laugh. Even if she deliberately picked something ridiculous, it'd look good on her.
“Right? I'll trust you on that!”
This time, she'd put on a lovely dress. It felt a bit too girly for her age, but that awkwardness only turned me on more.
“Let's try the others! Just wait a bit!”
Lee Ha-seon changed outfits three times right in front of me.
'This is draining...'
Not that I hated it. Having a beauty like her strip without a care, slip into pretty clothes, and model them just for me was amazing.
But admiring beauty takes energy too. And since it was such a rare sight, I couldn't half-ass my appreciation.
'Plus...'
My dick was starting to hurt.
I'd cum inside her once on the train, but sex with her was never that light. Her body was too tempting for just one round.
Every time she stripped to change, that pristine naked body filled my view, making it hard to hold back desire.
“Hmm... you're just saying they're all pretty. Give me some more creative sexual harassment!”
“Even if you say that out of nowhere... Everyone knows you're beautiful, Ha-seon. I can't say anything else.”
“Fine, change of question. Which one turns you on the most?”
Lee Ha-seon put on a serious face.
“Huh?”
“Pick the sluttiest one—the kind that'd make you lose control and fuck me right now.”
Her voice carried a hint of—
“That one's easy to pick.”
“Really?”
“The first one you tried on.”
“Ah.”
The others had a girly or feminine vibe. Fresh and fun, sure, but they didn't suit her.
But that tank top laid bare how lewd and sexy her body was, how perfectly sculpted her figure.
“Yeah?”
Lee Ha-seon grinned and slipped back into the first outfit.
“This one's the winner, huh?”
Her breasts pushed against the top, slightly covered.
Her abs stood out more because the rest was hidden. I could sense her cute navel and the thighs covered by black pants.
Even I, who'd seen and held her naked body multiple times, felt a temptation hard to resist.
“I can feel your eyes. Wanna touch?”
“Should I?”
“You can hit it too.”
I swallowed hard.
We'd fucked plenty of times already. She knew a bit about my sadistic urges.
“You sure that's okay?”
I'd spanked her ass tons, but never punched her stomach.
“You think a little hit from you would hurt me? Don't worry.”
“In that case...”
Honestly, nothing much would probably happen. I should be more worried about my fist than her abs.
I took a deep breath and punched her stomach hard.
The reaction was bigger than I'd expected.
“Ohoooooook!!!”
Lee Ha-seon's eyes rolled back. She collapsed to the booth floor, letting out a vulgar moan.
“Didn't you say it wouldn't hurt?”
“Eek, it doesn't hurt, hngh, but it feels... too good...”
Now I got it.
Obviously, even a full-power punch from me couldn't hurt her. Bullets or missiles wouldn't faze those abs.
But arousal was different. If she felt it from a mere finger touch, she couldn't ignore my fist.
“If that's the case...”
I smirked faintly.
“Ohk! Hngh! N-no, stop! Eek! Really, ooh, really can't take it!!”
I mercilessly pummeled the fallen Lee Ha-seon's stomach.
Part of it was confidence she wouldn't get hurt, but mostly I wanted to see her face unravel.
'Haa...'
I'd seen her face wrecked by my dick often. Pure ecstasy.
But once I shoved inside her pussy, I got lost in pleasure too. No matter how much I wanted to admire her beauty, the sensations distracted me.
This was different.
Punching a woman's stomach isn't inherently that erotic. Sure, mental satisfaction, but no immediate physical arousal.
I could focus on her messed-up face. Her lolling tongue, trembling pupils, ragged breaths—all mine to savor.
'Fucking her after beating the energy out of her like this could be fun.'
Her lust burned hotter than mine. She always welcomed my dick with passion.
“Ohooot!”
Lee Ha-seon panted. Sweat soaked her white tank top, clinging to her firm breasts. The crotch of her pants darkened, drenched.
“Hngh, don't wanna cum alone... Dick... gimme dick...”
Tears streamed as she begged for it.
“I'd love to, but these clothes are in the way.”
“Th-this junk...”
“Really? Gonna rip the outfit you said turns me on?”
Lee Ha-seon hesitated.
The clothes already hugged her tight. She'd needed my help to get them off earlier. She'd struggle solo.
“Uh, uhaaah, but...”
After a moment's thought, she did something unexpected.
“Then I'll make it even hotter!”
“Oh.”
She tore the pants with her fingers—right at the pussy-covering spot.
“Oh man, you wanted it that bad?”
“Y-yeah. Don't wanna cum alone. Gimme dick. Diiick...”
Lee Ha-seon teared up, acting all cute.
“Alright.”
I scooped her up and pinned her against the booth wall.
“Here it comes.”
“H-hiiiiiieeeek!!!”
The slightly rough pant fabric brushed my thighs. Her familiar, always-firm, powerful pussy muscles sucked my dick in.
The hero all villains feared, the Awakener who could take down the strongest monsters—Lee Ha-seon panted in my arms.
Her insane physical prowess meant nothing now. Or rather, it was all for me.
No matter how hard I thrust, she wouldn't break. She kept that tight grip forever. Her brain must've fried from pleasure a dozen times, yet she recovered and squeezed again.
'Fuu...'
I rammed nonstop.
If she were normal, even my lover, it'd be too rough. A regular person couldn't handle this pistoning— it'd turn from pleasure to pain. She'd scream to stop.
Hell, shoving a dick this size in to begin with is excessive. If there were a dildo my size, doctors would say, “Don't put that in a pussy.” It'd force her open unnaturally. Normal reaction: can't breathe.
“Hnggggh, eek, more, moooore...”
But Lee Ha-seon endured. Raped by me in this tiny booth, she took it.
“Ohooooook!!!”
I propped her body with my dick inside, then punched her stomach—and she felt ecstasy, not pain.
Perfect. Just holding a woman like this is ultimate luck.
I kept ravaging her. Fucked her in the torn pants, hiked up the dress skirt and pounded, teased her nipples poking through a cropped top.
Lee Ha-seon climaxed nonstop, gasping, but took my dick every time.
True to the indomitable hero who never breaks, no matter the situation.