Siron Red Pearl
"Ugh……."
My body felt as heavy as a waterlogged cotton ball. So heavy that even lifting my eyelids seemed like a chore. As I struggled to come to my senses, a faint floral fragrance wafted into my nose, instantly soothing my mood. And then the pleasant pressure and softness pressing against my chest made the corners of my mouth curl up involuntarily. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around whatever was nestled in my embrace, pulling it in tight!
"Ngh……."
"……."
Was that a hallucination? For a split second, I swear I heard a woman's aroused moan.
"……Hey."
"……."
The woman's voice wasn't a hallucination. And I was fucked.
Siron's low call rang crystal clear in my ear, jolting me awake like a lightning strike. All the shit I'd done before blacking out flashed before my eyes in an instant. I was fucked. Totally, utterly fucked. Getting carried away in the heat of the moment wasn't enough—I'd pinned Siron beneath me and even made her scream that humiliating defeat declaration. It had me on maximum edge.
Anyway…. Let's just sleep. My body really was heavy, and I hadn't opened my eyes yet, so I could probably pass out for real. I vaguely remembered reading some article where a professor wrote a paper claiming you don't feel pain if you die in your sleep.
"Your…. heart's pounding like a fucking drum, you know. So…. let go of me already…?"
"……."
You traitorous, tone-deaf bastard heart. Cursing my thumping chest, I carefully loosened my grip on Siron.
Slipping away. The rustle of sheets against skin left my arms feeling empty and hollow.
Gulp—I swallowed dryly. Every worst-case scenario flooded my mind. Was my dick about to snap in half and kill me right here? I was genuinely terrified.
"……Hey."
"Yes, ma'am!"
At Siron's call, I shot up like Pavlov's trained dog, kneeling on the bed and bowing my head.
Oh boy. And wouldn't you know it, the spot right in front of my bowed head was stained thick with the marks of last night's wild romp. Yeah, it had been pretty intense—over the top, even. Semen, love juices, and ruptured hymen blood all mixed together on the sheets, clear evidence of how rough our sex had been.
As I zoned out staring at the sheets, a small, pale hand held out a black card toward me.
"……Take it."
"Ah, sure."
I took the room key card from Siron's hand.
"Two nights' stay…. So do whatever. Use it or dump it at the front desk downstairs if you hate it."
I cautiously lifted my head, eyes full of questions. Siron's luscious breasts came into view. No—Siron was subtly turning her head away, avoiding my gaze.
"And…. I'm canceling the exclusive contract too. Won't bug you anymore."
"……Huh?"
I blurted out in confusion, but Siron had no intention of explaining. She just got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom with slightly awkward steps.
I fiddled blankly with the key card in my hand, pondering.
"What the…?"
Did my "pathetic pussy defeat" declaration from last night shock her that bad? Too humiliating? Hell, if it were me, I'd bite my tongue and die or bolt from the scene after embarrassing myself like that.
"Hmm, didn't seem like just that, though."
Free from the fear of imminent dick decapitation, I shifted to a more comfortable position and racked my brain. Why the sudden attitude shift from Siron? Her face earlier looked drained of venom, downright gloomy—like her pride had taken a massive hit.
Pride…. Pride…. First time…. Sex…. Pathetic pussy….
"Ah……!!"
A realization hit me, and I clapped without thinking.
This world had reversed gender roles. In Earth terms, Siron was the guy, and I was the g—.
"Urk…."
Just thinking it made me want to puke. Anyway, picture this: a cocky virgin dude drags a woman to a hotel all confident, climbs on top, but gets his ass handed to him by her insane skills and stamina. Not only does he lose control, he squirts pathetically, yells a premature ejaculation defeat cry, and passes out. Oh shit.
"Even imagining it is nightmare fuel."
Seriously, if it were me, I'd smash the window and jump.
"Hmmm, so she's not mad at me—she's just embarrassed and avoiding me?"
And saying she won't bother me anymore? Looks like my genuine feelings from last night got through to her.
Anyway. Conclusion: My dick was too OP, crushed Siron's pride to the floor, and now she's so mortified she's trying to distance herself… something like that.
"Freedom from Siron, huh."
Pre-sex me would've been over the moon, doing thirty-four backflips. But now? Different story.
All that torment from Siron—wasn't her shitty personality. Maybe she liked me, like a boy picking on his crush just to mess with her?
"King-reception vibes…. No, it's definite."
Her obsession with me, rushing to save me from kidnappers, making me her exclusive, booking a fancy inn for sex? Sure, a normal Bronze-rank might think "free male prostitute hire," but Silver-rank Siron? Nah. Regular Bronze quests pay 20-30 silver coins max. As the city's only Silver, she escorts caravans or slays high-risk beasts for at least 50 gold, sometimes even platinum. She's loaded. So using all those contribution points on a guy-hungry exclusive contract just for sex? Had to be 'cause she likes me.
Yeah, anything else doesn't add up.
Boner rising—!!
The thought (fact?) that Siron actually liked me revived my seven-times-spent, dead dick with a twitch!!
"Heh heh…. Sure, my face is a bit lacking, but I don't lose out anywhere."
Unlike the scrawny local guys, I had solid muscles! 186cm tall! Healthy tanned skin! And above all, 18cm of prime length, brick-hard girth too thick for most women's hands!!
"Heh…. No conditions not to fall for me here."
Too pleased—my grin reached my ears. Forcing the clown smile down, I got off the bed.
Gazing at the shower where water ran, I pictured Siron. Silky red hair. Ruby-red eyes. Porcelain skin. Fierce cat-like glare. Satisfyingly bouncy, voluminous tits. And those… very, very dishonest emotions.
Aah…. So that's it. Siron was a tsun(dere).
Calling me "trash" and "idiot" was just 'cause she was too shy to use my name. Had to be.
"Damn…. And I didn't realize till now…."
Oblivious, I'd done some harsh stuff to her last night. Gotta make it up—head to that shower now.
So I barge into the shower.
Bang—!!
"Wh-what the hell?!"
"……."
I'd planned to declare I was here to wash her, all bold-like, but seeing Siron's moist eyes shut me up.
You idiot…!! Treating a mere tsun-dere like Siron the same as those sex-crazed slaver bitches!! Smith!! No, Seo Min-su, you fucking trash!! That's why you were a solo loser on Earth!!
Seriously, time for some dick-in-hand reflection. But later—alone. Right now, my dick's got work for Siron.
Water cascading down, I strode toward Siron, who was covering her ample tits and pussy with her hands.
"Wh-what… Eek—?!"
Siron backed away from me but hit the wall. I closed in, pressing my raging hard-on against her soft belly.
"Siron."
"Wh-what do you… seriously…."
Final check—I called her name casually. Her face flushed beet red as she turned away.
I reached out to the Siron who barely reached my chest. Full-power wall slam!
"I like you!!"
"……Huh? What, mmpf…!!"
As she whipped her head back in shock, I sealed her lips with mine.
"Mmph…. Nn…. Smack, slurp…. Haa……. Wh-what the sudde—mmph!!"
"Slurp, schlick…. Smack, suck."
Where'd her usual super strength go? Her weak pushes soon gave way as my sticky kiss made her surrender. Her stiff tongue awkwardly responded to mine.
That clumsiness was adorable—I sucked her tongue and lips hard, hollowing my cheeks.
"Haa…. Haa…. What… was that…?"
"What else? I said I like you."
"S-so…!! Why the hell… all of a sudden…."
"This kind of thing."
"Eek?! What the—?!"
I grabbed her ass and hoisted her up. She flailed in panic, then clung to my neck to hold on.
Staring at her confused, gaping face, I rubbed my rock-hard dick against her pussy mound and whispered in her ear.
"Siron. I like you so much my dick's about to burst. So we're having sex right now."
"Eek……."
Hearing "like" and "sex," her ass clenched hard. And from rubbing her mound, now every grind made lewd, sticky sounds mixed with something thicker than water.
"Siron. Wrap your legs around my waist."
"……Gulp."
Just moments ago, her eyes had been pure gloom. Now they burned with excitement and desire.
And the result…. Squeeze♥ Siron's legs locked around my waist. Hard…. So damn hard.