Vampire Incident (8)
I slowly ran my hand down Han Yeoreum's spine. The sensation of her soft, bare skin beneath the smooth silk was incredibly arousing. My descending hand soon reached her firm, elastic ass. Han Yeoreum stayed straddling me, repeating those clumsy hip movements. It was nothing more than rubbing her crotch against me while I was inside her, yet because I was buried almost to the root, the sticky cling of her inner walls transmitted straight through.
Squish. Squish. Hot, slick love juices seeped from between her heated folds, gradually soaking everything below us.
“Haa... hngh...!”
Han Yeoreum bit her lip hard, trying to stifle her moans. The grip of her hand on the back of my neck grew tighter and tighter. In a situation like this, that quiet restraint turned me on even more than loud cries. And the fact that we were doing it while she wore that cheongsam dress? It was straight out of a porn video. Honestly, I was losing my mind from how turned on I was.
I tightened my hold on her ass, which I'd been gripping gently, and began moving her faster. The way I wanted.
“Hngh...!”
Startled by the loud moan that burst out of her, Han Yeoreum quickly covered her mouth with one hand.
“Haa... don’t...”
She whispered the words against my ear, lips brushing my skin. Instead of answering, I licked along her neck before giving it a light bite.
“Eek...!”
A breath laced with both pain and pleasure tickled my earlobe. She buried her face against my shoulder like she was hiding. Her disheveled black hair fell over both of us.
Squish—squish—squish—
Obscene, wet sounds born from the slippery juices kept ringing out wherever our skin met.
“Haaahng...! S-stop...!”
Han Yeoreum urgently grabbed my hand.
“Stop?”
Even after I froze my hands, she kept rolling her hips with a seductive look on her face.
“...I’ll do it. You just... stay still.”
Her hips, which had been moving in small motions, came to a complete stop. Then she pushed me down until I was lying flat and straddled me in a wide M-position. Her ears, flushed bright red, peeked through her black hair.
“You said it before, right? About being on top?”
She must have been thinking about what I’d said during our first time. Cute.
“Lift your skirt.”
“Like this?”
Han Yeoreum grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it slightly. The wet pink slit beneath her pure-white belly was completely exposed.
“Yeah.”
“...This is so embarrassing.”
“Weren’t you the one who said you’d handle it?”
“Shut up. I’m... doing it now.”
Biting her lip, Han Yeoreum began moving her hips up and down. The way her inner thighs clenched created an even tighter squeeze than before, to the point my cock almost hurt.
Slap—slap—slap—
With every roll of her waist, her crotch and ass collided, filling the room with crude, wet sounds.
“Hngh, it feels so good....”
Each time my cock plunged in and out, the tip of the glans pounded against something deep inside her.
“Ung... haah....”
“Push your hair back.”
“...Okay.”
Still holding the dress collar tight against her chest with one hand, she tilted her head and swept her hair up, gripping it firmly. Raising her arm like that fully exposed her pale neck and smooth armpit.
“...Like this?”
“Fucking perfect.”
“Hngh...! Your face looks so damn horny right now.”
Han Yeoreum locked eyes with me, wearing an obscenely seductive expression.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
What started as gentle riding quickly turned into fierce, pounding thrusts. Even as her thighs trembled, she kept the rhythm, slamming our bodies together again and again.
Splat—splat—
The sound of splashing juices mixed with pleasure-drenched moans.
“Aah...! Hah, hah...!”
Han Yeoreum’s toes curled tight like a hawk seizing prey. Breathing hard, she gradually leaned her body toward me. Facing those lust-glazed eyes hazy with obscene pleasure, it was impossible to stay still.
“Ung...!”
I grabbed her back and pulled her flush against me, holding her in a full embrace. Her sweet breath brushed my cheek while her soft, heavy breasts pressed firmly against my chest.
“This is a little... uncomfortable....”
“I’ll handle it.”
“...Mhm.”
The right amount of weight, the overlapping body heat—this cozy sensation was something masturbation could never replicate.
I gripped her ass with both hands, adjusting the angle, and thrust upward.
“Hng, hngh....”
Every time I bucked my hips, squeezing and shaking her bouncy rear, hot moans struck my ears. Because we were pressed so tightly together, the intense scent of sex filled the air.
Thump thump, thump, thud—thump—
Her violently contracting pussy sent a powerful climax surging up from the base of my spine.
“Haa, haa, I’m gonna lose it....”
Han Yeoreum’s lips moved. Then she pressed them against mine.
“Mmph...!”
Before I could even react, her tongue pushed between my teeth. Our tongues tangled and parted, teeth lightly nipping each other’s lips in a messy, heated kiss. The heavy thump of our heartbeats echoed loudly.
I wanted to keep going like this, but I was reaching my limit. I stopped the deep, sticky kiss while still moving my hips nonstop.
“Huaa....”
“...I’m about to cum.”
“W-wait.”
Han Yeoreum suddenly lifted herself and pulled my cock out.
“Hey, what the—?”
“Cum here.”
She knelt without hesitation and took my cock into her mouth.
“You sure?”
“Mmm...!”
She nodded and ran her tongue along my length. Slurp, slurp—the awkward but eager sucking motion. It was her first blowjob, so she wasn’t skilled, but my cock, already at the edge, couldn’t endure even that.
It didn’t take long before thick ropes of semen shot forcefully into her mouth.
“Umph...!”
She could have spit it out, but even while frowning hard, she swallowed every drop. Her slender throat kept bobbing visibly. Han Yeoreum kept me in her mouth until my cock finally stopped twitching.
“Haa....”
A deep breath escaped through her pursed lips.
“It tastes awful...!”
She stuck her tongue out, brows furrowed deeply.
“You could’ve just spit it out.”
“No way.”
Han Yeoreum chugged the drink she’d brought earlier in one go. Then she collapsed against me like she’d fainted.
I gently stroked her hair as she lay in my arms.
“Good work.”
“Did you really enjoy it?”
“Yeah. Fucking loved it.”
“Hehe....”
Whatever made her so happy, Han Yeoreum kept giggling with a bright smile.
“It didn’t hurt?”
“Mhm. It hurt a little at first but felt good after.”
“...No one heard us, right?”
From the middle onward I’d been too worked up to pay attention. I’d tried to be careful, but the soundproofing here couldn’t honestly be called good even as a stretch.
“Dunno. Sounded like other rooms were fucking too, so whatever.”
“What do you mean ‘fucking’? Don’t say it like that to a girl.”
“Then sex. Yass?”
“You crazy bitch.”
Her blue eyes gazed up at me quietly.
“Wanna go again?”
“Pretty sure we’d get kicked out if we did it one more time.”
“True. I almost died trying to hold my moans in.”
“Let’s do it at home later.”
Truth was, one round hadn’t been enough to release everything that had built up. It hadn’t been that long since I came, yet my cock was already reacting to her body again.
“Good. Looks like this guy’s still got complaints.”
Han Yeoreum poked my hardening cock with her finger.
“It’s not a toy.”
“Don’t care. I want it to be my personal toy. In exchange—”
“In exchange?”
“My pussy’s yours exclusively too. Should I write ‘personal pussy for Kim Mugong’ on my womb? With your name and everything.”
The string of insane comments left me speechless for a moment. Han Yeoreum stared down at her own lower belly, then shifted her gaze to my cock.
“Looking at it now, it actually seems kinda cute.”
...That thing? It was my own dick, but those bulging veins were the opposite of cute.
“Cute?”
“It is cute. Damn, I’m so wet.”
Han Yeoreum touched her pussy and flinched. Her slender finger glistened with slick juices.
“Hold on.”
I grabbed a wet wipe. Starting from her thighs, between her legs, all the way to her swollen clit that had thickened right after sex. I cleaned her thoroughly.
Han Yeoreum didn’t resist. She lay there with her eyes half-closed, accepting my touch.
“Good thing I didn’t finish inside. It’s all soaked.”
After finishing the cleanup, Han Yeoreum spoke while pulling on the panties she’d draped over her knee.
“Yeah. If I’d creampied you, those panties would’ve been ruined.”
“Creampie...? Hearing it out loud sounds pretty dirty.”
“But having sex isn’t?”
“That’s like background music or something.”
I had no idea what her standards were, but I’d already given up on ever fully understanding her.
“Do whatever you want.”
“You’re really letting me do whatever? Don’t regret it later.”
“Just don’t jump me here.”
“Tsk.”
Han Yeoreum shot me a playful glare. She really had been thinking about it.
“Guess I don’t have to finish inside after all.”
I voiced the thought that suddenly occurred to me.
“Seems that way.”
Han Yeoreum tilted her head and stroked her stomach. I’d been feeling it too—the energy that had started stirring restlessly after sex had calmed down again.
“Next time, try cumming inside too.”
“What are you, running an experiment?”
“They say guys like creampies.”
“Where the hell did you hear that?”
“Looked it up online.”
“...That’s nothing to brag about.”
“So you don’t like it?”
“No, just don’t come crying later saying it feels gross.”
“I won’t.”
Still, it was hard to believe this was the same girl who had been a virgin with zero experience seeing a guy’s junk until recently. Bold didn’t even begin to cover it.
“What do we do now?”
“Wait, I want to change clothes.”
Han Yeoreum slipped off the cheongsam dress in one smooth motion and picked up another outfit from the shopping bag.
“By the way, what exactly is that body manipulation thing from earlier?”
I asked the question that had crossed my mind while she changed piece by piece.
“It was given as a special perk. I don’t know the exact details. Ovulation timing... endorphins, adrenaline? It says I can control them. It’s easy since I just use the status window.”
“It showed up in the status window like that?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t mess with the endorphins or adrenaline casually. Especially the endorphins.”
Both were hormones produced inside the human body. Adrenaline was a highly toxic substance with a lethal dose, and endorphins were the strongest natural drug the body could make. Since we’d learned martial arts, we might be more resistant to side effects, but there was no reason to take unnecessary risks.
“What is all this?”
“Think of it as drug doping. Seal it unless your life is on the line. Understand?”
“Mhm. Anyway, it looks like I can’t control those two perfectly on my own.”
Han Yeoreum looked off into space and nodded obediently.
It didn’t feel like coincidence that Han Yeoreum—who had been a berserker-level player in the game—received a perk like this. It was probably the same as me receiving the file function while other options were left untouched.
Still, there was one reassuring part. Unlike me, who had strong pain resistance as a trait, Han Yeoreum didn’t. Being able to fight like a berserker in life-threatening situations was an enormous advantage.
“Let’s head out.”
Han Yeoreum, now changed from the cheongsam into a neat school uniform, spoke up.
By the time I noticed, quite a bit of time had already passed.
After leaving the PC cafe room, we grabbed a quick bite because we were hungry, drank some coffee, and by the time we got home it was already quite late. Dormitory life wasn’t mandatory until the weekend.
“I’m so tired....”
Han Yeoreum melted onto the sofa like her bones had dissolved.
“Go wash up and lie down. Wash first.”
“Uwaaang, I’m tired...!”
“You were the one saying you wanted to do it again earlier.”
“I do, but it’s too much hassle. Can we just do it like this?”
Han Yeoreum sat up with messy hair.
“Nope. March straight into the bathroom, Cadet Han Yeoreum.”
I pointed firmly toward the bathroom.
“Just five minutes.”
“...Sigh.”
I let out a deep breath and sat down beside her.
“Hehe....”
Han Yeoreum rested her head on my lap.
While I was idly stroking her hair, a loud status window alert rang in my ears. When I opened it, the file had been newly updated.
Was it wrong from the very ■■? If only I had been a little more ■■. (The ink is smeared.) Would ■■ not have died? March 5th, 11 PM. I will never forget. Not until I kill every last one of those trash bastards. (Violently torn away—impossible to confirm.)
The moment I saw it, my hazy mind sharpened like a blade. March 5th. It was today. 11 PM. Current time—10:45 PM. Time remaining: only fifteen minutes.
...Yeah. What a fucking shitty game.