Nam Da-eun (3)

Feeling Nam Da-eun's legs locked around my waist, I erased even the last flicker of hesitation.

I simply couldn't hold out against a sight that adorable.

"Hyaah…"

I pushed my cock through the resistance of her pussy lips squeezing in from every side. She was slick and soaked, yet I could still feel every ridge of her inner walls — and that only sharpened my anticipation for the thrusting to come.

"Nnh… haah, haah…"

The moment I sank all the way in, Nam Da-eun, pinned beneath me, let out a faint moan. Her body trembled and her eyes squeezed shut, but the legs wrapped around me never let go. It was the kind of reaction you'd expect from a virgin being filled by the man she'd fallen for.

"Haah, mmph… huff… huu…"

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn't hurt. I'm okay… Move."

The way she said that while her whole body shook made me feel grateful, like she was thinking of me. She'd get used to it soon enough anyway.

I picked up the pace of my hips.

Schlck—

I rolled my hips, savoring the way her pussy's ridges clamped down around my shaft, refusing to let it escape.

"Hngh… ah, ah… haang…"

At first Nam Da-eun had been holding those faint moans in, but now sweet, broken sounds were spilling from her lips. Her twitching legs and her hands that didn't know where to settle were signs that it was starting to feel good.

Schlick— schlck—

Accompanied by the obscene wet sounds of her copious juices, I pumped in and out, stirring up her insides. When I pressed here and there, certain spots drew a different reaction. I focused my assault on those.

"Haah. Nnh… nngh, ah. Ahh. Haang… nnnngh…!"

"You like it here?"

"Ah, ahh. I don't know. Haah, haah. Haah. No — I like it. I like it…!"

Her breathing grew faster and faster, and her pussy clenched down hard. Her legs pulled me in with real force, and her fingers brushed lightly against my back. The warmth of our bodies where our stomachs pressed together. That uniquely sweet scent only a woman has. Every last thing that could drive a man over the edge was urging me toward climax.

"Ah. Ahh. Nngh…!"

Schlck— schlck—

I wanted nothing more than to just unload right then and there, but Nam Da-eun still looked like she needed more. I held my orgasm back and kept thrusting into the spot she liked.

"Ah… ah… haaah, ang. Aaang…!"

Watching Nam Da-eun pinned beneath me, making those lewd sounds, I found myself remembering our first meeting. That day she'd completely trolled our group project all by herself.

Back then I was genuinely pissed off.

Well, I should just think of it as her being backed into a mental corner. It really had been a hard situation for her… and now that same prickly girl was clamping down around my cock. It was a pretty trashy thought, but that contrast only turned me on more.

"Ah, nngh… haah, it's weird… I like it… this is really… haang, nnh…"

The obscene wet sounds from where we were joined grew even thicker, and Nam Da-eun's eyes started to glaze over. Sweat ran down her cheeks like she'd just finished a brutal training session, and her hair had come completely undone. She was still beautiful, of course.

As I kept pumping — my cock prodding at her cervix, then sliding back down to enjoy the texture of her walls — Nam Da-eun's pussy suddenly clenched down hard. The signal that she was right on the edge.

"This is… really… weird… nngh, haang…"

"I'm about to come."

"Yeah. Inside, nnh. Come inside…!"

I timed my orgasm to match hers as she approached climax. I drove my cock in deep and pressed hard against her sweet spot. The sensation of her wrapping around my head was too much — I came, and Nam Da-eun climaxed at the same time.

"Haaah… nngh. Hhk, Ho-yeon. Ahh…"

Throb, throb—

Nam Da-eun's toes stretched rigid, her fists clenching and unclenching as she twisted her body. I pulled her shoulders into an embrace and savored the pleasure of release. The feel of her soft skin against mine was always welcome.

"Nngh… hhk, hyaah… ahh?!"

I grabbed one of her swaying breasts as her body writhed. That soft sensation seemed to make the afterglow even sweeter.

"Haah… hyaah…"

"You did well."

"Yeah, thank you…"

Looking at a woman lying there after taking my load was always a good feeling. Nam Da-eun cradled her belly with care. As if some kind of mark were inside, she protected the womb that now held my semen with both hands.

Done.

Affection: 100. Nam Da-eun's route was easy if you wanted to call it easy — but I'd put in the work. Especially everything from ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠rescuing Nam Daehee to dealing with Park Min-gyu. Nothing but a pain in the ass from start to finish.

Come to think of it, I didn't even do that last part myself.

The Iris Guild probably holds more than fifty percent of the credit. She can just be deeply grateful in her heart. Yeah.

"I'll clean up."

Nam Da-eun, who'd been watching the semen trickle out from between her legs, spoke first.

"Then I'll go wash up first?"

"Okay."

Honestly it seemed like Nam Da-eun should be the one washing first… but this, too, was her being considerate of me. I decided to accept it gratefully. I left the rumpled bed to her and headed for the bathroom.

"That's it for today's stream~ Thanks for watching~"

Liliana skimmed the rapidly scrolling chat and ended the broadcast.

"Haaah… they didn't notice."

What had tipped her off was the tiniest of sounds. Even with the door closed, a female's obscene moans had punched straight through — and to Liliana's ears, they were crystal clear. The game had just started, so she couldn't exactly cut the stream. She'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spent the whole time fighting with her mic levels. Keeping the moans from going out over the air had been exhausting, but she'd pulled it off.

"How am I supposed to just walk out when they're going at it that hard?"

The second she ended the stream she stepped outside — only to find the sex was already over. Nam Da-eun ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sat neatly on the bed with the blanket folded, her legs tucked modestly beneath her. The humming coming from the bathroom was Lee Ho-yeon's.

They finished and he's washing up.

Having read the situation, Liliana approached Nam Da-eun.

"Da-eun. You finished okay?"

"Ah, Liliana… Yes. Thank you."

Nam Da-eun dipped her head in a small bow. The sex-ed Liliana had given her had definitely made things easier.

"Did you put everything I taught you to good use?"

"…I'm sorry. Once it was the real thing, I kind of panicked."

"Mm-hmm, that happens. You're not a succubus, after all."

Succubi — a race born for sex. At the very least, Liliana took pride in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠never losing on that front. But looking at Nam Da-eun after she'd finished, a small, sour feeling crept in. A female panting after receiving a male's affection. That image had been superimposed onto Nam Da-eun, and Liliana could see it plainly.

I want to do it too…!

Ever since the Nam sisters had moved in, Liliana and Lee Ho-yeon's time in bed had dwindled dramatically. Playing with the sisters when Ho-yeon wasn't around was fun enough that she hadn't said anything — but how was she supposed to just sit there when they waved something like that in her face?

She wanted to run to Ho-yeon and throw herself into his arms right that second. Then she saw Nam Da-eun's expression, and she had to let it go.

"…"

Liliana knew that feeling. The satisfaction a female feels at being chosen by her male. Because she knew it so well, she stopped her feet from carrying her to Ho-yeon. Right now, Nam Da-eun deserved to be respected.

But that kind of consideration only really mattered to a succubus. Nam Da-eun, who had read Liliana's heart, opened her mouth.

"Liliana."

"Hmm? What?"

"You can go to Ho-yeon."

"Nah. Why would I go bother a guy who's washing up."

"I don't mind at all. You're a good person, Liliana. You've known Ho-yeon for a long time."

There was genuine sincerity in Nam Da-eun's eyes. Liliana caught it, and started testing the waters.

"…I'm really going?"

"Yes. Hurry. He'll be out soon."

"Don't regret this, okay? Huh? I'm really going! I'm going in there to jump him?!"

Even as she said it, Liliana was already edging backward toward the bathroom — and even Nam Da-eun had to admit it was cute.

"Good luck."

Liliana licked her lips, dropped into a combat stance, and yanked the bathroom door open.

"L-Lee Ho-yeon…!"

"Hey, what are you doing?! I'm in the middle of a shower!"

"Do me too! Why won't you do me?! What, am I a fish you've already caught or something?!"

"What the hell are you even saying. Hold on. Hey!"

Bang!

Nam Da-eun looked at the slammed bathroom door and nodded to herself. Helping one's teacher was a disciple's duty, after all.

She glanced down at her own lower belly again. Thinking of Ho-yeon's mark resting inside it, she felt a smile trying to surface.

"Huu…"

Tired. So tired.

After finishing with Nam Da-eun last night, Liliana had suddenly jumped me, and I'd gotten wrecked trying to keep up with her. Things had almost settled down when Nam Daehee came home — and then Liliana had snuck into the bed in the middle of the night. We'd ended up going at it until late.

"Nnh…"

"Tsk."

I groped the ass of the Liliana wriggling beside me. She was cute, so I'd let it slide. I blocked out the unpleasant morning sunlight spilling across the bed with the curtain and sat up.

Today was Friday. The day we went back to the Academy. A pain, but work was work.

When I stepped out into the living room, someone was already up.

"You're awake."

"Yeah. You too?"

However early she'd gotten up, Nam Da-eun was already fully dressed in her cadet uniform, sitting at the table.

"Were you waiting so we could go together?"

"That, and I can't leave on my own."

"Huh? Ah."

Scarlet isn't here.

I didn't get it at first, then it clicked. Scarlet would have been the one to walk her out. This was the men's dorm, after all.

While Nam Da-eun got Nam Daehee ready, I went straight to washing my face.

"Hauuhm, are we going with oppa today?"

Nam Daehee yawned and started getting ready with Nam Da-eun.

"Yeah. That's the plan."

Nam Daehee scrunched her face against the wave of drowsiness, pulled on the clothes Nam Da-eun handed her, and trailed after me.

"Unni, is it okay if we leave through the door?"

"Should be fine?"

"…Don't tell me you've been going out through the window this whole time."

"Yep!"

"…"

What is it with Scarlet and windows, anyway.

Once we'd put a reasonable amount of distance between ourselves and the dorm, Nam Da-eun split off toward the affiliated middle school to drop Nam Daehee off.

"See you at the Academy."

"Got it."

"Byebye, oppa!"

"Bye-bye."

I sent the Nam sisters off and walked toward the Academy. There was no longer any need to maintain the Rune Barrier, so I dropped it. The moment I did, people's eyes swung toward me from every direction.

Like they've never seen a celebrity before.

I wasn't even joking. Every single person who passed by kept sneaking glances, enough to give a guy a celebrity complex on the spot. But a healthy amount of attention was necessary. There was research saying famous men have an easier time winning a woman's favor, so the more fame the better. I couldn't keep the Rune Barrier up forever anyway.

"Lee Ho-yeon~"

That was when someone came up behind me.