Chapter 39
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Unchanging Love-11
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Soft yet sweet.
"Haaah..."
I gripped Yoon-seul's waist tightly with my hands. The slight pudge remaining there felt soft and comforting, making for a truly pleasant sensation under my fingers.
In the rear-entry position, I ravaged her pussy. My thrusts were intense and deep—almost excessively so—but instead of pain, Yoon-seul was filled with joy.
There was no resistance at all. Her pussy welcomed my cock inside like a guard greeting its master, smiling brightly as it ushered me in.
"Feels good?"
"Thank... youuu... eunggh..."
It wasn't like Ha-seon's pussy, which put up even a bit of playful fight, nor like Se-ra's, which resisted before ultimately giving way.
We were on the same side. Her body was welcoming my cock.
"Huaaang..."
Even so, accepting my cock wasn't easy.
It pierced right through her entire body. I could feel the muscles inside her pussy moving.
Like a busy homeowner greeting a guest, her pussy fidgeted restlessly, kneading every inch of my cock as if checking for any discomfort.
"Hoo..."
This was hard to endure.
"Huaat!"
I pulled my cock out all the way once, then slammed it back into Yoon-seul's pussy, slick with her juices.
"Heeeut..."
A blissful moan escaped her lips.
'Didn't expect her to feel it this intensely.'
Satisfying. I thrust relentlessly without pause.
"Heut, huuung, it feels good. This... feels so gooood..."
Yoon-seul's head turned as she was pounded mercilessly. Her eyes met Yu-jin's, who was lying prostrate beside her.
"S-sorry. This feels too good... I can't help it..."
I could sense her feelings.
The guilt of betraying her lover by being ruthlessly impaled on my cock right in front of the one she loved.
And the sense of superiority from feeling pleasure from her beloved 'Master' before her lover did.
"It feels gooood..."
Yu-jin gently pressed her lips to Yoon-seul's. I couldn't see their expressions from my angle, but they seemed happy.
"Huaaang!"
I roughly kneaded Yoon-seul's ass, moving my hips even more fiercely. Her deep pussy took my cock all the way to the hilt.
"My body... hugh, huuaang, huaaah!!!"
Yoon-seul and Yu-jin's hands clung lewdly together.
Just sharing this pivotal moment seemed to bring them happiness. There was no other explanation for how obscenely their fingers were moving.
Yu-jin's cheeks seemed a little flushed.
She was indirectly aware of my presence by watching her wife get fucked right in front of her.
With Yoon-seul's fingers trembling in pleasure from being pounded on my cock, the vibrations transmitted to Yu-jin, who held her hand.
'Ha...'
As I savored the pleasure with my cock buried deep, Yoon-seul struggled to open her mouth.
"Master..."
"What?"
"Please fuck Yu-jin too. She'll feel lonely all by herself..."
I flashed a lecherous smile.
"You want me to steal her from you? Yu-jin?"
Yoon-seul bowed her head deeply, unable to say a word.
"Maybe... haeut... a little. But your cock feels so good, Master... way better than I ever imagined... I just want Yu-jin to feel this too."
She was like a warm, nurturing wife overflowing with. You could feel her genuine love for the other woman.
Though it was amusing that her love manifested as 'sharing my cock.'
"No, that's not allowed, Master."
Yu-jin shook her head firmly.
"We're just your sex slaves, after all. Even setting that aside, we've received so much grace from you."
"So?"
"If you truly desire my body, that's one thing. But just because I look lonely—"
I slipped a finger into Lee Yu-jin's exposed pussy as she lay there.
"Hup!"
"Don't want it?"
"N-no, that's not it."
"Then we're good."
I pulled my cock out of Yoon-seul and rested it heavily atop Yu-jin's ass.
"Let's enjoy this side for a bit."
Lee Yu-jin, the Black Warden, placed great importance on following the rules. She felt intense discomfort whenever someone tried to deviate from them.
She valued the guidelines set by the Hero Association. They were rules crafted through countless analyses and studies to protect heroes while accomplishing missions for the public good.
She didn't execute villains in fits of personal rage. Everyone deserved punishment according to the law—that was the rule society had established.
If heroes killed or injured neutralized villains based on personal judgment, it became vigilante justice. The more heroes thought that way, the more meaningless the law would become.
Heroes would devolve into no better than villains: 'groups of Awakened wielding power for their own selfish desires.' To prevent that, villains had to face lawful, just judgments in coordination with police, prosecutors, and courts.
Those who worked hard deserved reward. Those who broke the law deserved punishment.
The reason Yu-jin and Kim Yoon-seul had met was a small act of kindness—giving Yoon-seul an extra bottle of juice—rooted in Yu-jin's beliefs.
That conviction hadn't wavered even now.
'Right now, I'm a sex slave. My duty is to satisfy Master—Lee Seong-ha's—sexual desires. I must do my utmost.'
It was a role she had chosen herself. She couldn't slack on the mission.
Even setting aside her status, repaying Seong-ha was the right thing to do.
She could have ignored them after saying 'That's unfortunate' or backed out when Yoon-seul first refused.
From Seong-ha's perspective, the Black Warden had dragged him before the 'flesh monster' and asked, 'Please make this woman your sex slave'—without even her consent.
Saving Yu-jin and Yoon-seul wasn't Seong-ha's obligation. Yet he'd persistently mediated, helping resolve the misunderstandings.
It was kindness. It was love. Someone good enough to pour so much effort into others deserved repayment. If the world wouldn't provide it, then at least Yu-jin, who had received his grace, must.
She had to give her all. She had to uphold her duty. Just as she always had.
With that resolve, Yu-jin sat on the bed, only to find herself flustered by an unexpected situation.
-It feels gooood...
Right before her eyes, her wife was being fucked.
Blissful. Comforting. Sweet. Her heart raced.
Fulfilling her duty and repaying Seong-ha felt far better than she'd imagined.
It was alien to her.
Following duty was always painful, unpleasant, and tedious.
When fighting villains, the fatigue and pain outweighed any sense of accomplishment. She was human too—bullets hurt, and stakeouts waiting for uncertain villains were torture.
What truly bothered her was shameless villains wandering society after committing crimes—a situation she couldn't accept.
When a villain who killed a colleague lay neutralized, the urge to kill them surged. Vengeance was inevitable.
Sometimes she'd encounter villains whose crimes were so heinous that life in prison seemed insufficient. She wanted to kill them, to judge by her own standards, not the law or judges.
Even then, she endured. It wasn't easy—unpleasant and painful. But she didn't want to become someone who broke the rules, so she bore it again and again.
But now was different.
-Haang, hup, uhaaat...
Yoon-seul was moaning right beside her.
The woman Yu-jin had loved her whole life—the one she still loved—was pierced by another man's cock, crying out in ecstasy.
And yet, she was happy.
She wasn't emotionless.
Yu-jin had never had a cock, so she'd never truly shared a bed with her wife, but she'd touched her body often enough.
Yoon-seul would always give an awkward smile and shake her head. She'd fake pleasure sometimes, but never moaned this intensely.
Defeat washed over her. Each moan from Seong-ha's touch seemed grander than any Yoon-seul had ever uttered in her life.
Jealousy stirred too. She wanted to be under that man instead, moaning in Yoon-seul's place.
Yet all that pain paled infinitely against the euphoria and pleasure she felt.
She felt it. She was aroused. She was part of it.
Sharing it with her wife. Yoon-seul, whom she'd thought would never smile again, was screaming in bliss.
The defeat of losing Yoon-seul, the jealousy of wanting to take her place—all transmuted into pleasure and desire. Her body heated up.
She was the one who'd received grace, yet she was the one enjoying it. She couldn't do anything for him.
'Can't be helped.'
She gave a wry smile.
'As a woman, I can't compete with her appeal. She's my wife, after all.'
Kim Yoon-seul was so beautiful even another woman couldn't help but feel drawn to her. Her sweet voice, innocent smile, large soft breasts, and perfect ass.
Yu-jin thought her own female body wasn't unattractive, but next to Yoon-seul, all eyes would inevitably turn her way.
-Please fuck Yu-jin too.
So Yu-jin couldn't help but be startled by Yoon-seul's words.
It was overstepping. Seong-ha was the master here. His desires decided everything.
Embracing them equally just because they seemed pitiful or lonely wasn't right.
Yu-jin desperately protested.
"Huk!"
But feeling the heavy weight of that cock resting on her ass silenced her.
Seong-ha's desire was directed at Yu-jin.