Chapter 44
"No more from behind for real!..."
"Kyaa!?"...
I caught Yoo Seol-ah's thighs and upper body as she let out that adorable scream, lifting her up. I'd picked her up a few times before—carried her on my back, even. So I already knew: she wasn't feather-light despite her height. Of course, the reason was obvious. With tits and an ass that stacked like that, she'd have to be heavy.
"Put me down quick...!"
I was planning to anyway—no need to say it. Not right this second, though. I nudged the half-open bedroom door wider with my foot and carried her inside, gently laying her down on the far side of the wide bed. Her sprawled position was seductively alluring, drawing my eyes, but she quickly straightened up and yanked the blanket over herself.
"......It's not what you're thinking, seriously!..."
"Then what is it."
I hadn't said a word, but she'd suddenly swallowed every last drop of my cum. If that wasn't seduction, what the hell was? And the way she'd gulped it down repeatedly, like it wouldn't go easy. Sure, her follow-up didn't feel intentional, but that meant it was subconscious. Wasn't that even hotter?
Yoo Seol-ah seemed to realize her excuse was shaky, her eyes darting around.
"It... like, I just did it without thinking..."
"......"
...That wasn't an excuse? As I climbed onto the bed without a word, she grew frantic, scooting back bit by bit while rambling on.
"It was kinda tasty or something... No, not that!!..."
"...What?"
Baek Sion shifted his knee, closing right up to my face.
I knew it sounded weird, but it really did taste good—what could I do? It felt similar to that brief taste last time. Rich and thick, with a hint of sweetness. Only one explanation made sense.
"Side effect!... It was totally the side effect..."
When Baek Sion had thrust deep and cum hard, that intense pleasure hit me too, making me swallow unconsciously. Like sharing a fraction of his orgasmic bliss—a sensation no normal person could feel. Had to be it.
"And?"
But he just brushed aside the blanket I'd clutched tight and shot back. Side effect, I said—what's with the and!?
"I mean, it wasn't me who..."
"Your mana absorption, so you own the side effects."
"......"
...No comeback came to mind. While I fumbled for words, Baek Sion swiftly unzipped my jeans.
"Hey!..."
I figured he'd need to lift my ass to get them off, but nope—he just hiked my hips a bit and slid them down easy. Once they hit my thighs, my panties were fully exposed—still not ready for show.
"Kuk..."
He let out a subtle chuckle, locking eyes with me. That gleaming lust in his gaze, mixed with a hint of mockery. Fair enough—the cat-themed lingerie set had a cat-face cutout on the bra, and cat-ear stitching along the panty waistline. Pink paw prints on the back, too, though thankfully hidden for now. Probably felt like getting caught in teddy bear undies? Not quite that bad, but it irked me enough to raise my voice.
"W-what...!"
"Nah, it's cute."
"...Of course it's cute—that's why I bought it."
"Not the lingerie. You."
"......Eut!?"
The compliment hit at the worst timing—maximum damage. I knew he meant to tease a little, but going from constant jabs to this was straight-up foul play. My heart pounded from that short line, and I hated it. Baek Sion's cheeks flushed faintly too. I knew he struggled with sweet talk—that made it hit harder.
Jeans fully off now, he stared at my crotch and extended a hand.
"Hngut!?"...
A slick sound accompanied the rush of pleasure. His finger trailed the prominent slit through my soaked panties. There'd been a pause since my third climax, but my body heated up way too fast.
"......"
Baek Sion suddenly halted, peering into my eyes with curiosity. ...Eyes changed color again? I didn't know the exact trigger... Last time, he'd noticed my side effect from my eyes too. Common thread? Maybe after absorbing cum? My intake process wasn't human-normal.
"Haang!... Huut..."
Even his slow finger movements made stifling moans impossible. Too sensitive now... His finger slid up from the slit— I tried to stop him, but,
"Not there!... Ngut♡!?"
His touch pressed and rubbed my clit. I went over instantly. Mild orgasm, but my hips bucked against my will. Through panties, not rubbed hard, but that spot was leagues more sensitive. I barely touched it solo—too intense. No way I could handle it hypersensitive from him.
Luckily light, so breathing steadied quick. I tried calming down.
"Haa... Haaa... Never the clit... Seriously, never..."
Through panties it was this bad—direct touch would knock me out. No exaggeration.
"...Got it."
Thankfully, he pulled back, respecting it. Then, wordlessly, he gripped my hips and flipped me over. Now prone, he hoisted my pelvis up—perfect cat pose.
"What're you—!..."
Doggy was a huge fantasy, but reality blanked my mind. Shame from ass-up, not seeing his face, total vulnerability from behind—it flooded in. This rear resistance... Probably those 3 years' trauma.
Yoo Seol-ah presenting like this shattered my restraint a bit. Her wide hips stretched the panties bigger than usual. I hooked the cat-paw ones aside over one cheek, revealing her pristine slit and that other pink hole.
Her pussy looked flesh-toned like her skin, plump labia hiding the inner pink—but the asshole was pure pink. Her legs kicked.
"Wait!... No...!"
Not the earlier "no"—this was pure embarrassment. But her slit leaked clear fluid down, and her clenched hole twitched. Restraint? Gone.
No more foreplay needed. Hands on her ass and my base, I pressed my glans right to her plump mound.
"No more from behind for real!...... Hnguut!?"...
"Ugh..."
Found the tight hole—I eased my hips forward. That unforgettable feel from 3 days ago. Forcing the narrow passage, inner walls gripped and stroked violently, yet so soft—like being sucked in. Climax built fast.
"Haaaang!... No... I said nooo!... Ngut!?"
She felt it worse. Started on all fours, but insertion buckled her arms—face buried in pillow, hips only raised. Slim waist and heart-ass contrasted lewdly.
"Hagut!... Too... deep... Haaang!..."
Deeper than last time. Not root-deep, but the end-hit felt unique. Visuals wrecked me too. Conquest and pleasure swirled. I pulled back.
"Hnguut!?"... Wait...!"
Withdrawal gripped hard too. Had to endure for thrusting. She realized, smacked my hip— I caught her wrist.
"Hik!?... Not nowww... Gonna cum for real!..."
Dangerous state, her admitting it first? Stimulated me more. One hand on hip, other tugging wrist, I slammed harder.
Pang— Flesh slapped, her ass rippled. Her pussy clenched tight.
"Haaeut♡!?... Ugh!... Haang♡!..."
She came, waist slackening—but I held her hip-waist junction, ass still high. Her speed shocked me. One hand caught, other shredded the pillow. Doggy fantasies made her weak? Underestimated.
Didn't know why, but even after calming time, she trembled. "Hngut... Haaa..." Near-sobbing moans. Sadism stirred—I ditched waiting, pistoned full-force.
"Haang!... Ueut!... Lemme rest... Uugut!?"
Her pussy chewed nonstop—no stopping long. Multiple orgasms dropped her ass; I released wrist, gripped waist, repositioned. My limit neared. Faster, harder pounding.
Pangpangpang—Tzugeuk— Lewd symphony filled the room.
"A... Ueut!... Hnguk!..."
Her cute squeals turned husky and slutty—like broken. Cum rose in my urethra. Max pull-back, then slammed end-deep, kneading her soft ass as I erupted.
Byuleurut! Byuleuk!
"...♡!... Uuk♡!!..."
Soul-shattering pleasure raced up my spine, blanking my mind. Unlike her voiceless state, her depths milked relentlessly—I pumped against the tip repeatedly.
Post-climax, legs weak—I collapsed lightly atop her lowered ass, resting. After a while, her voice returned, icy.
"Move now... You're heavy..."
Propped on elbows, no real weight—but if she said move...
She rolled over—eyes back to normal.
"Haa... What the hell, afternoon delight already..."
"......"
Yeah, around 3 PM—prime daytime.
"...And no more from behind. Ever."
"...Why?"
Her bolt-from-the-blue declaration.
...Too rough? Lost reason mid-way.
"...I begged for a break, but you went beast-mode nonstop—how can you even ask why!?"
Doggy thrill overrode, maybe excessive... But her slutty display? No holding back.
"But you loved it..."
"Shut up!... Anyway, no! Not doing it again."
Slightly sulky. Back-half sobs for mercy ignored—paradox: her pleas fueled it. She doesn't sulk long, but needed smoothing.
"...Fine. Still early—wanna go out? Grab something tasty."
"......See? Forced topic change."
Guilty as charged, but planned anyway. Never gone out just us since Earth return.
Her eyes sparked interest.
Time to seal it. "Date?"
"Eut... W-what date!...... Well, time left, gotta eat anyway, so..."
Words tsundere, tone pleased. So predictable. Really.