Baek A-young Conquest (3)

I brought my tongue to the clit peeking out between her folds.

Tap. Tap.

Every time my tongue rubbed against her clit, Baek A-young let out soft moans like Hnnngh… and pressed my head down harder.

"Ah, aaahn… g-good… ahhngh…."

"Lick. Suck. Slurp."

"Th-that… darling, stooop…."

A lewd scent rose from her pussy, soaked through with love juices.

The smell of a bitch in heat.

I couldn't exactly call it sweet, but it was definitely sexy.

This was the level a Saint's pussy had to reach.

Even as Baek A-young told me to stop, she never closed her spread legs.

Understanding exactly what she wanted, I worked her even harder.

I circled her clit with my tongue, swept up from below, and rubbed the same spot in rapid strokes.

"Ugh, uwaahn…. Hnnh… this, this is really… dangeroussss… it feels so good. Darling…."

Twisting and twitching, Baek A-young hit her peak and gushed love juices.

At the same time her thighs clenched, crushing my head from both sides.

"Ah, haaugh… I'm sorry. Darling…."

"It's fine. Honestly, I kind of like this."

"…Pervert."

Not many men would complain about a beautiful woman's warm thighs wrapped around their head.

I stroked the belly of a completely spent Baek A-young while my free hand played with her pussy.

I slipped a finger into her entrance and savored the warmth of her insides to the wet, filthy sounds, and her breathing grew rougher by the second.

"Ha, haah… darling… nnngh…."

As loose as Baek A-young's hole had become, my cock only grew harder.

I pressed down on her writhing belly and got into position.

Push—

I brought the tip of my cockhead to her pussy.

I rubbed it through her juices, searching for the entrance, smearing her folds with the head.

"Haah… hah…."

Baek A-young took a deep breath, bracing herself for penetration after so long, and looked up at me.

"Darling…."

"I'm putting it in now."

"Mm…."

Normally I would have just shoved it in after all that foreplay and how soaked she was—but today was different.

Sex was about atmosphere.

Unlike men, who heated up fast, women needed the mood built slowly.

Of course, the heroines were such total perverts that I'd never needed to bother until now… but a day like this called for setting the scene properly.

I lined my cock up with her entrance and rolled my hips, sinking in only as far as the head.

Squish….

"Hnnngh…. Darling, mmph… kiss…."

I held still like that and, exercising every scrap of patience I had, pressed my lips to hers.

A slick, warm pressure closed around my cockhead as if swallowing it whole.

I'd loosened her up so well that she took me easily.

"I love you. Darling."

I pulled her into my arms and whispered love against her ear.

"Yeah. I love you more. I love you more… hic. Darling…."

"Why are you crying…."

I wiped the tears of joy from Baek A-young's eyes.

Kiss.

I kissed the lips twisted from holding back sobs, then painted her cheeks and forehead with my mouth as well.

Push—

At the same time I drove my cock deep into her cunt.

I could feel the walls of her pussy writhing around me.

The deeper I went, the stronger the stimulation on my cock became, flesh grinding on flesh until the pleasure slammed straight up my spine.

"Hnnngh… hic. Darling… mmph."

I kissed Baek A-young as she sobbed and kept repeating the word darling, and started moving my hips.

That was enough.

I couldn't hold back anymore either.

I wanted to snap my hips and cum already.

Kiss— suck—

Squelch, squelch—

Thud—

I pounded into her, thoroughly enjoying the flesh deep inside.

Sometimes slow, sometimes fast and deep, I savored every sensation of her pussy walls clinging to my cock.

"Haugh, hah… hwaaahn… darling…! Kiss. Darling…."

I tangled my tongue with hers in answer as she trembled and clung to me.

Kiss— suck—

I moved my hips while we kissed, and against my chest I felt the full weight of Baek A-young's generous breasts.

Soft skin brushed every part of my body, amplifying the pleasure.

I didn't fight the climax rising so quickly.

I had no intention of stopping at just one round anyway.

"Haa… I'm cumming. I'm going to cum."

"Yeah. Yeah… inside. Deep inside…!"

As if answering Baek A-young's demand for a creampie, her legs locking around my ass and pulling me in—

Throb— throb—

I buried my cock in the deepest part of her and came just like that.

Squeeze—

While I came I held her body tight, reveling in the softness of a woman's flesh.

Baek A-young sucked on my tongue the whole time I was cumming and rolled her hips for me.

"Haa… haa…."

As the afterglow of orgasm washed over me, I looked at her face.

Baek A-young was trembling hard through a climax of her own.

I crushed her against me. The sweat we'd worked up during sex stuck sticky between our stomachs and chests, but even that felt good.

I stayed nestled against her until the last of the aftershocks faded, then lifted my head.

"Darling… did you cum everything?"

"Yeah. It was amazing."

I kissed Baek A-young as she gave me a faint smile.

Pop—

I pulled my cock free of her pussy, coated in a mess of her juices and my cum.

"Ah…."

Baek A-young already had her mouth open for the cleanup blowjob she'd grown so used to, and I fed her my cock.

Suck— kiss—

I stroked her hair while she sucked me clean, milking out every last drop left in my urethra.

Slurp—

Once my cock was clean I pulled it from her mouth and met her eyes.

Not enough yet.

Both of us were saying it with our eyes.

"Darling…."

"…Want to go again?"

"Yes…."

Baek A-young spread her own pussy open.

The cum I'd just pumped into her was already trickling out of her entrance.

"Your precious seed is leaking out… please stop it up. Darling…."

"…."

Normally a line like that would have me even more worked up and diving right back in—but a strange unease washed over me instead.

The uneasy feeling that Baek A-young… wasn't going to use any contraceptive magic.

…Yeah. That tracks.

How the hell was I supposed to talk her out of this?

"Darling…?"

Baek A-young looked at me with questioning eyes as I drifted into thought.

Holding that filthy pose with her hands spreading her pussy open while staring at me with pure eyes was cheating.

"I love you, darling."

"I love you too… darling… kiss."

For now… I'd go one more round and think about it later.

I had no idea what I was doing.

Unable to hold back the lust crashing over me, I threw myself at Baek A-young.

Stroke, stroke.

After that I came four more times before we finally finished.

Wait—was it four? I'd cum so much I couldn't even remember clearly.

I lay beside Baek A-young, stroking her hair and savoring the long afterglow.

"Darling…."

I pulled her in with one arm as she nestled against me like a kitten.

Soft hair. Warm, delicate skin.

A body that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠smelled wonderful.

Just lying in the same bed as Baek A-young was enough to make happiness well up inside me.

…But what time was it now?

I snuck a glance at my smartwatch and saw more than five hours had passed.

Not one or two hours—five hours locked in a hospital room with no contact. That was a little suspicious, wasn't it…?

"I'd love to stay longer… but people will start to wonder, so I should go. Hoyeon."

Thankfully Baek A-young seemed to have had the same thought.

She carefully peeled my arm away, sat up, and said something that thoughtful.

She used to be such a pervert she couldn't even think like this—so this had to count as growth.

"Yes. Darling."

I smiled and called her darling right back.

At this point I could call her that even when we weren't having sex, as long as it was just the two of us.

Though if I did that all the time, calling her darling during sex would lose a little of its flavor.

"…Thank you. Darling."

Baek A-young kissed me and left the hospital room.

And only after she was gone did it hit me.

"Ah, right… I never brought up contraception."

Surely that had just been something she said in the heat of the moment during sex.

Someone with a career and still so young wouldn't seriously be thinking about getting pregnant.

"…."

…Pregnancy wouldn't happen that easily. Yeah.

"…Oh, for fuck's sake."

Easily, my ass.

In the clear-headed sage time after sex, I clutched my head and started to worry in earnest.

The day of the terrorist attack—the same day Lee Ho-yeon collapsed and was carried to the hospital.

While the chaos at the party was being cleaned up, Nam Da-eun slipped out of the venue.

Of course she didn't trust Lee Ho-yeon's words a hundred percent… but right now she could step away for a moment and, if needed, claim she'd simply gotten lost.

The Academy was a fair distance away, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she even used spatial Acceleration and ran at full speed.

"Haa… haa…."

She arrived at the central fountain of the Academy.

But the blonde woman Lee Ho-yeon had mentioned never appeared.

"…."

Had it been a lie after all?

No—maybe she should wait just a little longer.

As she tried to sort through the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tangle of thoughts crowding her head, someone touched Nam Da-eun's shoulder.

"Nam Da-eun. We're protecting Nam Daehee. Please come with me."

The blonde beauty Lee Ho-yeon had described.

It was Scarlet.

Scarlet met Nam Da-eun's eyes, then turned and headed for the men's dormitory.

"…."

She couldn't get a read on the other woman's presence.

That meant either Scarlet was on a level far above her own, or she specialized in stealth-type abilities.

Nam Da-eun followed warily behind her.

You couldn't blindly trust a complete stranger, after all.

Before long they reached the men's dormitory and stopped in front of one particular room.

Beep—

Scarlet punched in the passcode with practiced ease and opened the door. A noisy voice spilled out from inside.

"What's wrong with chicken?! You used to like it too!"

"No matter how good it is, eating chicken four times in a row is too much…."

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"It's fine. You'll get used to it!"

Inside the room, a beautiful woman and her little sister were rolling around.

Nam Daehee was running every which way with a smartwatch in her hands, and the beauty was chasing after her—a thoroughly strange scene.

But none of that mattered to Nam Da-eun.

"…Daehee?"

"Huh?"

Nam Daehee didn't miss the quiet murmur from the doorway.

She spun around and confirmed her sister's presence.

"Got y— aaah!"

The moment she saw Nam Da-eun's face, Nam Daehee flung the smartwatch aside and bolted for the entrance.

In the process she kicked Liliana, but nobody cared.

"Uh… unnie. Hic."

"Daehee… it really is you…."

Squeeze—

The two sisters clung to each other, tears streaming down their faces.

Scarlet, watching quietly from behind, wiped her eyes, while Liliana read the room and sat silently on the bed.

"Why, unnieee… because of me…."

"Don't cry… I'm okay."

A short while later, once she'd regained her composure, Nam Da-eun took Nam Daehee's hand and looked at Liliana and Scarlet.

"Truly… thank you. But who are the two of you? What's your relationship with Lee Ho-yeon?"

Anyone who'd rescued Nam Daehee was already far more trustworthy than the Buyer Guild, so much of Nam Da-eun's wariness had eased.

Even so, she needed to hear how they were connected to Lee Ho-yeon, so she asked.

"Uh… so basically I'm his secr— mmph!"

"I'll explain."

Scarlet clamped a hand over Liliana's mouth before she could say something strange, then slowly began to speak, carefully considering how to phrase things so Nam Da-eun would accept them.