Lee Ho-yeon's Harem Plan! (5)
"Haa... Haa..."
After Lee Ho-yeon left and the door clicked shut, Ellis let out a deep sigh in the quiet hospital room. It felt like every drop of sweat had been wrung from her body. Was this the refreshing sensation men raved about after a sauna? His touch had definitely worked wonders. Her lower body still ached, but the pain in her upper body had nearly vanished. That imbalance felt surprisingly good.
With her newly freed arms, Ellis pushed the blanket aside and tugged down the waistband of her patient pants just a bit. Cool air rushed in, carrying the musky scent of her soaked arousal. Did he know? That while he massaged her, this part down here had been drenched and sticky? Luckily, the blanket had hidden the damp spot on her pants.
...
Ellis checked the mana inside her. It was enough to cast a cleaning spell. But she swallowed hard and slid her hand to her lower abdomen instead. Squish— To soothe her heated body one last time.
Just once...
She'd clean it all up with magic anyway, so better to do it twice and purge every lingering urge...
Squish— Squish—...Hng.
Once the wet sounds echoing in the room faded...
"...Clean."
Snap— Ellis felt her soft, dry skin and closed her eyes.
When Ho-yeon comes back...
She thought about the practical training session ahead. Guests visited the Iris Guild all the time—no issue there. But her worry was her sister, Irene. Ellis still didn't fully understand her. As kids, she'd wanted to be close, but as they grew, the distance widened. Or rather, Irene had pushed her away. Even when Ellis clung to her, Irene teased and tormented her like it was a game.
It'll be fine. No big deal.
Since enrolling at the academy, they hadn't spoken once. Irene wasn't the type to chase men; she could just stay quiet and leave.
"...Should I sleep?"
Finishing her thoughts, Ellis shifted her body into a comfortable position. Tomorrow, she'd get that lower-body massage too.
...
It'd surely feel even better.
No, what am I thinking?
Ellis forced away the intrusive thoughts, pulled the blanket up, and squeezed her eyes shut. At least tonight, she could sleep easy.
*
At the same time, in Nam Da-eun's room. Lee Ho-yeon looked at her and spoke.
"...Got it. Let's lay Da-hee down beside you first."
"Yeah."
I carefully scooped up Da-hee and moved her to the spare cot. She was out cold—even my touch didn't wake her.
"Can you move at all?"
"No, feed it to me."
"Sorry to make you do this..."
Both Ellis and Da-eun—why were they hurt like this? The mana-blocking barrier must've been no joke. I needed countermeasures, fast.
I cast a barrier over Da-hee on the cot. No way our voices could wake her.
Then I turned to Da-eun lying in bed.
"...Should I climb on?"
It felt weird mounting a patient, but it was the best position. She wasn't heavy, so she'd fit fine between my legs.
"Yeah. Please."
I glanced at Da-hee once more, then quietly climbed onto the bed. The barrier muffled sound, but I was still tense. Carefully, I straddled Da-eun's upper body, knees framing her head, hands gripping the bed for balance. Couldn't risk sitting on her chest—better for me to be uncomfortable.
From the outside, it looked obscene: my crotch right in her face. But for what we were doing... perfect.
I pulled down my pants and underwear, my cock springing free. Da-eun lay there like the perfect patient, mouth slightly parted—as if begging for cum. It throbbed hard.
I used my fingers to open her mouth wider. Pop— Squish— Slurp—
Da-eun sucked on my fingers like a baby, innocent and eager. The lewd, sloppy sounds of saliva and skin. Her tongue lapped at them as I whispered,
"Naughty big sis, with your little sister right there."
Her cheeks flushed red around my fingers.
"...Don't say that. I treasure both you and Da-hee."
"Kidding. I know you love Da-hee more than anyone."
Girls were cutest when embarrassed—especially stoic ones like Ellis or Da-eun who never showed it.
I stroked her flushing cheek while teasing her tongue with my fingers. She started sucking again, earnestly.
This playful teasing only worked because her wounds were fading. Both she and Da-hee had mostly forgotten that filthy old bastard. Great progress.
Lately, Da-eun initiated more, which made me happy. It meant we'd built real connection. Even injured like this, asking for it? She wanted my load to feel loved.
After some fingering foreplay, I met her eyes.
"...Ready?"
"Ah."
She parted her lips in answer. Squeeze—
I rubbed the tip against her soft, plump lips first. Firm yet plush, slick with anticipation. The prelude to a woman's mouth was always thrilling.
Da-eun wrapped her lips around the head and sucked it in. Schlup—
"Hoo..."
Her warm breath escaped, drawing a sigh from me. She slathered it with saliva, sucking greedily. Her throat hurt too much to bob, so she just held it steady, flicking her tongue over the ridge. A fresh sensation.
"Mmph... Slurp. Hah. Suck..."
Her slick tongue swirling the head was intense—too sensitive. I grabbed her head and thrust deeper.
"Can I go further?"
"Mmph. Glrk..."
Her eyes said yes, so I pushed in. As a game protag, my cock was huge—deep enough to hit her throat if I wanted. Not with a patient, though.
"Glk... Hng... Mmm. Gulp."
Knees pinning her head, hands gripping her hair, hips pumping—it felt like using her purely for my lust. Thrillingly twisted.
"Hng, mm... Hmph."
"This okay?"
I slid in a bit past halfway. "Mmph..." Schlup—
She licked the underside of the shaft in response. Fine, then. I held there, enjoying her tongue's blowjob. Each twitch bumped her throat—nice. Watching her try so hard to make me cum? Perfect.
"Mmph... Mm. Mmmph."
But she tired quick. Even just lifting her head for tongue work was tough.
"Already worn out?"
She nodded.
Her chest rose and fell with each breath—maybe too much.
"Want me to take over?"
Nod nod.
Blowjobs looked easy but drained stamina. Small range, but real pleasure needed speed. Throats ached the next day from overuse.
"Hahohehahehohe."
Her muffled words came through. I got it.
"Do what you want?"
Nod nod.
Permission granted—I thrust in without hesitation. "Glk?! Hng, grk..."
Men hold back from face-fucking to spare their partner pain. But with consent? Time to enjoy. I'd be gentle, patient or not.
I ground the underside of the head against her tongue, hips rolling. She opened wide, cheeks hollowing to grip like a fuckhole.
Not as tight as pussy, but sticky saliva and wriggling tongue gave unique pleasure.
"Da-eun."
"...Mm."
Our eyes met; she squeezed hers shut. Embarrassed?
"You're adorable right now. Know that?"
"..."
No words, but her tongue sped up. Couldn't ignore that cuteness—I focused every nerve on my cock.
Squelch squelch— Slurp slurp.
Sloppy saliva and skin-on-skin filled the air. Orgasm built fast.
"Da-eun, gonna cum in your mouth."
"Mmph... Mm."
I unloaded over her tongue. She sealed her lips and swallowed steadily. Gulp gulp.
"Haa. Yeah, keep swallowing and sucking. Yeah..."
She obeyed till the end, not pulling off. Felt like my soul was yanked out. I stroked her soft hair, savoring the afterglow, then withdrew with final twitches squeezing out the last drops.
"Tasty?"
She licked her lips clean. Girls like that deserved fidelity points or something.
"Yeah. But it was tough. Throat and jaw hurt."
She opened wide—Ahh— Ahh— Jaw sore, obviously.
"Good girl. And so cute, Da-eun."
Women shone brightest mid-sex—raw, vivid reactions so sexy, unlike their everyday selves.
"Don't just say that."
"Why?"
"...Dunno how to react."
Her face burned red.
"Sorry."
"...Don't apologize either. Haa."
She bit her lip in frustration, but even that was cute.
"Anyway, I'll stay till you sleep. Night."
"Yeah. Thanks..."
I held her hand and sat in the chair. We chatted softly—world peace, celebrities, nonsense. She smiled at everything; soon, her breaths evened out into sleep.
*
After tucking Da-eun in, I returned to my room. Late, so I figured Liliana was asleep. Nope—she lounged on my bed in patient garb (where'd she snag that?), legs crossed, watching videos on her smartwatch. Looked right at home.
"Hey. Still up?"
"Eek! You're back!"
She killed the video, lay demurely, and slyly undid a button to flash cleavage.
"...What're you doing."
"We concluded hospital sex is a key succubus experience!"
"..."
This mix of annoyance and intrigue—what was it? I chuckled, sitting on the bed. Good thing I'd only done it once with Da-eun.
"Fine, whatever. Quick question."
"Ask away!"
"Anything from that thing with Rebecca last time?"
"Re... Rebecca..."
Liliana trembled at the name.