Chapter 586
Chapter 586
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 586
Chapter Title: MT
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“See, Seung-hee. There's a bug here.... Uh....”
I pretended to be flustered. This was for your sake—absolutely not on purpose. I put on my best acting face. Good thing I had that acting trait.
I deliberately lifted her panties to show off just how lewdly soaked her pussy was, then pointed to the blood and the two tiny puncture marks on the back.
“It bit your ass too. We need to suck out the poison fast. But this position makes it kinda tough.”
I gave her pussy a quick glance.
Being a chaebol third-gen didn't make it anything weird. If anything, it was a pretty little pussy that matched her looks perfectly. Just the right amount of pubic hair, nicely shaped pink labia and clit. And of course, the hymen was right there, intact as expected.
I pulled out my knife and hacked down a nearby tree.
I spread my jacket over the stump and hoisted her belly onto it, forcing her into a prone position. Squatting behind her, I eyed her ass. White, plump, and perky. Wide hips too—perfect for popping out kids.
Sure enough, there was the Osaek Snake's bite mark on her left cheek.
I stretched my mouth wide and latched onto the wound, sucking out the venom hard.
Meanwhile, my other hand stroked Ha Seung-hee's right cheek. The shape was flawless, the feel soft yet firm—I just couldn't hold back.
'Damn it.'
My original plan was to extract the poison and bail.
Ha Seung-hee was chaebol third-gen. Not from some ordinary family, either—the group chaired by an S-rank Hunter.
'Ah, screw it. If things go south, I'll just use the 30-day regression ticket.'
Still, better safe than sorry. I set up a hidden camera and filmed her body. Blackmail might not even faze Ha Seung-hee.
'...Nah. This much should be fine, right? I didn't pop her cherry.'
From Ha Seung-hee's view, I was a key trading partner. I had Hevil’s Accelerator, after all. In our deal, I held all the cards right now.
'And we haven't signed shit yet. Sejin Group's top heir prospect is the eldest son. He'd kill for this accelerator.'
If Ha Seung-hee's big bro locked down the heir spot, he could off me without a second thought.
'But fucking her right here? Worst possible move. My hands are already kneading her ass, though... Let's not cross that final line.'
The final line.
Ha Seung-hee's virginity.
Decision made, I got bolder with her ass.
Both hands gripping her cheeks, I spread them wide.
Her pink pussy drooling juices and that cute chrysanthemum anus stared back at me. Even her asshole was gorgeous.
I buried my nose in it.
Even if things soured with Ha Seung-hee down the line, might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
Lips teasing her clit, tongue mashing her folds every which way. Nose tip grinding against her slit. My cock was rock-hard, straining at the limit.
'Hymen like that? One finger should slide right in.'
I worked a finger into her hole, pumping away while my mouth tormented her clit. Squelch squelch. Lewd echoes filled the quiet woods.
Then, at some point, her pussy erupted like a geyser. Back-to-back orgasms, and she straight-up pissed herself.
I stepped back, watching the puddle spread on the ground. Her leak went on for a good while.
Twitch. Twitch.
Ha Seung-hee's body gave faint shudders. Paralysis wearing off.
'No time to slack. Back to it.'
I closed in again, fingering her pussy and lavishing it with more attention.
And about two hours later.
“Haa... haaah... ahn. St-stop... hic.”
Ha Seung-hee's pussy looked different now. The whole pink thing was flushed red and swollen, clit and inner lips ballooned like they might pop. Her entrance clenched and fluttered nonstop. Sticky nectar soaked everything, dripping down her thighs.
I'd cranked Sexual Sensitivity Boost to max, tormenting her relentlessly. Had to be at least twenty orgasms.
“Paralysis finally lifted, huh.”
“You... you...!”
Ha Seung-hee twisted her head to glare. Face beet-red, eyes burning with murder. Body still just twitching, though—no real movement.
“Ha Seung-hee. I saved your ass. Yeah, I lost control midway, but without me? You'd be dead or crippled.”
“That wasn't treatment—that was sexual assault! Rape!”
“Fine, I admit it. Couldn't resist sucking your pussy and fingering you. But it's still virgin territory. Hyman's fine.”
“You think you'll walk away from this?”
Feral as a stray cat. I just grinned, unfazed.
“We've got unfinished business, remember? The accelerator.”
“That junk...”
“Ha Seung-hee. Cut the bluff. No deal with me? I'll hit up Ha Jun-su tomorrow.”
Ha Jun-su.
Chairman's firstborn grandson. Eldest son. Ha Seung-hee's big bro.
“Think big bro's gonna see you?”
“You think I've been twiddling my thumbs? Dug deep on Sejin Group. Got his number too. How's he react to scoring Hevil’s Accelerator? Storm in to kill me for messing with you? Or hug it out?”
Ha Seung-hee clammed up.
Her siblings and cousins were in a cutthroat heir race. Family ties? Toxic. Ha Jun-su'd ditch blood for his shot without blinking.
“......What kind of contract do you want?”
Voice deflated.
Right on cue.
“Seung-hee. Don't forget—I'm your sunbae.”
“......Yu-jin sunbae. What do you want?”
I didn't say her pussy. Might be her breaking point. Plus, I wanted her handing it over herself.
“Money? Nah. Good with what I make. I want anal sex. Once a week.”
“...What nonsense is this?”
“Pussy's off-limits. Virginity matters to you, I get it. Anal's fair game, though? One bottle of Hevil’s Accelerator per session.”
“Crazy...”
“Not doing it? Accelerator's worth more than your bod. Anal for that? Steal.”
They'd analyze and copy it fast. Nail production, and she'd snag the heir seat easy.
All for some anal—not her pussy.
My loss? Hardly.
But she stewed for over ten minutes. Lips parting, closing. Finally.
“Contract... fine. But if I refuse, it's void.”
“Won't last forever anyway. Can't be one-and-done, though. Minimum five sessions, then we can scrap it. Deal?”
She bit her lip hard.
“......Fine. But answer me. How many accelerators you got?”
I swallowed a laugh.
“Way more than you think. Can you stand yet? Want help changing?”
“I can handle it.”
Cold as ice.
We cabbed back together. Not a word till the hotel.
Parting shot, I whispered in her ear.
“Your room tomorrow night. Be ready.”
“......”
I'd been balls-deep in Misa till morning when an uninvited guest showed.
Park Su-ho.
I grinned and ushered him inside.
“Hyung. About last night... with Seung-hee... Gasp!”
Park Su-ho spotted Misa—naked under a thin sheet on the bed—and gulped. One massive tit half-exposed. First real woman's body? His face went crimson.
Clothes strewn everywhere, tissues scattered. Room thick with that unmistakable scent.
No mistaking what went down.
“I-I'll come back later.”
“Nah. It's fine. Spill.”
Grabbed his wrist—he was bolting for the door.
“Uh... no biggie. Heard you and Seung-hee got back late. Just curious...”
“Sealed a business contract with Seung-hee.”
“Contract?”
“Sorry, can't share details. You get it?”
“Yeah. Contracts stay private anyway. But... her?”
“Ex-girlfriend. Bumped into her. Things got heated. Keep it quiet—rumors suck.”
“Lips sealed. I don't blab.”
Park Su-ho sneaked another peek at Misa. Face way brighter now.
Eyes confirmed me rolling with Misa? No way he suspects me and Ha Seung-hee. That grin said it all.
“Su-ho. Breakfast yet? Let's grab some.”
“Sure, hyung. But her...”
“She'll wake up and bounce. Heat-of-the-moment fuck, but we're...”
“Fucking after breaking up?”
“Complicated. Drop it.”
Morning with Park Su-ho. Afternoon: lecture.
Some famous A-rank Hunter speaking? Nope—Han A-young, the S-candidate herself. No way she'd do it for cash. Favor, or for me.
Our eyes met mid-lecture. She flashed a smile. Yeah, Jeju was for me.
Later, seafood feast with Han Ha-rin and Han A-young. Back to hotel. Misa'd jetted to Japan.
'Normally, threesome city with the Han sisters. But prior engagement tonight.'
Muffled my presence and slipped into Ha Seung-hee's room. She cracked the door. Face like thunder.
“Sunbae. The accelerator?”
Pulled it from my pocket.
“Think I'd show empty-handed? Mind if I come in? Doorway's risky for you.”
“......Enter.”
Casual clothes on her. Comfy.
“Ready?”
“First, let's make it official.”
She nodded at the table. Papers.
“Contract? Not your average kind.”
“Curse disguised as one. Breach it? Curse bites back. Reveals location to the other party.”
“Thorough. Cool. Can I read?”
“Yeah. Tweaks needed.”
All business. We haggled terms, signed. Paper went dull, then wrapped around us both.
Better hold off Complete Recovery in reality for a bit.
“Not forever, right?”
“No. Renew every thirty days.”
“Could snap by accident.”
“Rare. Renegotiate then.”
Kinda iffy, but workable.
Boils down to turning Ha Seung-hee into my personal fucktoy pronto.
“Contract done. Accelerator's here. Your move—you know.”
“......”
Ha Seung-hee rose, face schooled neutral. But beet-red already.
Off came the pants. New white panties—different cut. She turned, ass presented.
“Oh.”
Couldn't help the exclamation.
Front normal, but back? Cut out, anus fully exposed. Pussy fabric-covered.
“Made these special for tonight?”
“Contract's anal only. Nothing else gets touched.”
“Anal prep?”
“...Enema all day in here. Ready how you like.”
“Nah. That's a breach.”
“What?!”