Chapter 86
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: He'd Feel So Good Buried in My Breasts Too...
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"He'd feel so good buried deep in my breasts too..."
Jinwoo's group had settled in a corner of the ruins.
And there, a woman was masturbating.
Well, more precisely, she was trying to masturbate.
"Ahh... Why won't it work...!"
Scritch, scratch.
Han Soyoung's fingers desperately tried to touch her pussy, locked away by the chastity belt.
But the belt, with only a tiny hole for fluids to escape, refused to let even her fingers in.
Just a few centimeters.
The fact that slipping in that much would calm her heated body was driving Han Soyoung even crazier.
'Just a little... really just a little more, and it'd be fine...!'
The reason Han Soyoung was in such a frenzy was largely Jinwoo's fault.
As a "reward," he'd "stomped" on her pussy until she came.
But her pussy hadn't tasted cock, let alone fingers.
And yet she'd climaxed halfway, making her womb descend even further, screaming for pleasure.
"Ahh, no... I can't do anything about it..."
She'd considered just ripping off the chastity belt entirely.
The only thing locking it was a cute little heart-shaped padlock.
But Han Soyoung didn't have the skill to unlock it properly.
If she smashed it, who knew what retaliation Jinwoo might unleash...
"Agh, how do you even work this thing...?"
She clenched her thighs tight, fingers pressing against them.
Her body was already thoroughly aroused.
Her overripe form was madly demanding pleasure.
"Hiiing... Senpai's so mean..."
Despite the treatment, Han Soyoung didn't resent Jinwoo one bit.
Of course, she sometimes thought he went too far.
But the thick, masculine scent he exuded and the occasional tender touches made hating him impossible.
'I was the one who messed up first anyway...'
Like that, Han Soyoung was subtly being gaslit and trained by Jinwoo over and over.
But already head over heels for him, her thoughts never reached that point.
Even if she realized it, she could never escape the pleasure he gave her.
"Breasts... Maybe I can do it with my breasts...?"
She'd never masturbated with her breasts in public life.
At most, she'd touched them a bit while fingering her pussy.
Han Soyoung was petite, but her breasts were quite large.
They weren't especially sensitive, though...
"Hoo, hng..."
She had no other options right now.
Her hands began groping her breasts.
"Ung... Senpai... Senpai...!"
Recalling the senior who'd turned her body lewd, she caressed her breasts.
She gently stroked the undersides, then coaxed out her inverted nipples and twirled them.
All moves Jinwoo had used to melt her.
She hadn't known at first, but his caresses were so exquisite that imitating them alone made her self-pleasure on another level.
"Haa! Hngt! Uuung!"
She felt pleasure slowly rising from her breasts.
Her body twitched in response.
"More...! More...! Just a little more...!"
Her hands grew rougher with each passing moment.
Fearing her moans might leak out and give her away, she bit down hard on her clothes.
Continuing her rough breast play like that, finally—
"Huuuuungt!"
Han Soyoung's body tensed rigidly as she climaxed.
Her back arched involuntarily, shuddering.
"Haa, haa..."
Her breathing was ragged from the intense movements.
After exhaling hot breaths for a while, Han Soyoung slowly opened her eyes.
"...Not enough."
Of course, it felt good.
But there was no deep satisfaction.
Already conditioned to Jinwoo's massive cock, mere breast play couldn't satisfy her anymore.
"Ugh... Why does Senpai leave these breasts alone...?"
Han Soyoung knew full well the value of her breasts, bigger than her own head.
Short stature and a cute face made them her best weapon for emphasizing femininity.
Men at the office always stole glances at them.
Yet Jinwoo showed little obsession.
He could squeeze and torment them like before, no problem.
That alone would feel incomparable to now...
"Maybe... because of the others?"
No matter how big her breasts, Hilde and Shin Seomhwa were the same.
And they maintained near-perfect figures.
Their feminine curves and hips alone would drive any man wild.
Jinwoo had tasted such beauties dozens of times.
It wasn't strange if her body didn't fully satisfy him.
"He'd feel so good buried deep in my breasts too..."
Every inch of Han Soyoung's body had already been developed by Jinwoo.
Breasts, pussy, ass—he could handle them freely.
Fellatio or technique... Honestly, she couldn't compare to Hilde.
"Hoo, hng..."
Seeing Jinwoo act lovey-dovey with the other beauties honestly made her jealous.
No, now her body heated up before jealousy even hit.
"Haa... Hng..."
Han Soyoung's hands returned to her breasts.
For now, this was her only way to satisfy her body.
Though she'd never truly be satisfied, no matter how many times.
Life in the ruins had become completely routine.
Han Soyoung adapted faster than Jinwoo expected.
Maybe thanks to her office experience dodging other female seniors' watchful eyes.
"Hilde unnie, is this how you do it?"
"Hm, one moment. Yes, perfect. As expected, Soyoung has a real talent for it!"
"Ehehe."
Before long, she was calling Hilde "unnie" and getting close.
Hilde seemed to like Han Soyoung too.
'I never had siblings. So I've always wanted family.'
Either way, if the two got along, that was ideal.
Jinwoo's position made it awkward to teach Han Soyoung personally anyway.
Like with Hilde and Shin Seomhwa, seeing beauties laughing together warmed his heart.
Probably because they were his women.
'A former princess and a saintess. What a total fantasy lineup.'
Jinwoo glanced at Shin Seomhwa.
"Hm? What's up?"
"Add a cold palace mage, and it's pure fantasy..."
"...What're you on about?"
Come to think of it, his skill was Emperor's Proclamation too.
Was this somehow connected to the system?
"Got time for nonsense? Spar with me."
"Gonna get tied up and tormented by a wish again?"
Their wager spars continued steadily.
Results: Jinwoo's total victories.
Each time, lewd plays as his wishes, of course.
"...This time'll be different."
Shin Seomhwa turned away primly.
Her slightly flushed cheeks showed he'd hit the mark.
'Still can't be honest, huh.'
Given her personality, she couldn't outright beg to be bound and teased.
So she sexily baited him like this.
Both knew the game, yet she acted coy.
Her embarrassed look was pretty cute.
Though her desire to win was genuine too.
"...What're you staring at? Got a problem?"
"Just thinking you're cute."
"Ugh."
Shin Seomhwa's face reddened further.
Pleasantly annoyed, she shot Jinwoo a pouty glare.
"...I'm older than you, y'know?"
"Yet during sex, you moan and call me oppa."
"You—!"
Shin Seomhwa finally exploded.
Well, her getting mad like this made tormenting her later more fun—for Jinwoo, anyway.
As they bickered, Jinwoo remembered something.
"Han Soyoung, come here."
"Y-Yes!"
At Jinwoo's call, Han Soyoung scurried over.
The heavy sway drew a quiet gasp of admiration.
'Hmm, her body's definitely hot.'
The saintess robe she wore was thin, outlining her curves perfectly.
Of course, if Jinwoo told her to strip now, she'd do it happily.
But the allure of her not stripping had its own charm.
'This must be what new-city milf outfits feel like in real life.'
Well, compared to that, she was shorter and more revealing.
Breasts much bigger, though.
"D-Did you need something, Master? Should I take off my clothes?"
The sensual saintess gazed at him with moist eyes.
A mix of anxiety about torment and anticipation for the pleasure it'd bring.
'Just looking at me gets her like this now.'
Han Soyoung's expression went beyond aroused—full heat.
Beneath that saintess robe, the chastity belt waited,
and inside, her slutty pussy stewed deliciously.
'Imagining it alone gets me hard.'
He wanted to yank aside that high side-slit robe and thrust in right now.
But it was time to hold back.
"Can you cast Saintess's Blessing right now?"
"Ah, yes! Of course!"
Han Soyoung's face lit up.
Just being useful made her happy.
The saintess's special skills: healing and blessing.
Their efficiency amazed even Jinwoo.
You have received Saintess's Blessing!
All stats increase by 30%!
"That's impressive..."
Confirming the buff, Shin Seomhwa admitted her honest awe.
As a high-mana mage, she felt its effects directly.
"With your Emperor's Proclamation on top, that's another 10% stronger here?"
"Mine weakens enemies by 10%. Theoretically, over 50% total effect."
Saying it aloud made it sound cheat-level.
If he'd had this in society, starting his own company would've made it a unicorn easy.
"I-I can use Heal too. Tell me right away if you're hurt—I'll treat you!"
"Yeah, good job."
"Hehe... Uhihihihihi..."
A light head pat, and Han Soyoung melted like she'd done drugs.
No, just his touch did this?
'I made her like this... but it's looking a bit dangerous.'
Still, convenient to use.
She got this happy from so little.
"Wanna try fighting in this state?"
Shin Seomhwa clenched her fists eagerly.
"My stats go up too, y'know?"
"Sure, but a mage buff and warrior buff are totally different concepts."
True enough.
Warriors couldn't feel buffs as viscerally.
Mages, though—a simple 1.5x mana meant massive output.
"Shall we? Guess I'll have to get serious."
Thus, Shin Seomhwa challengingly started the spar.
"Hng! Aang! Why do you always grope sensitive spots at the end...!"
"Can't hit Team Leader for real. Gotta fully submit for you to accept it."
"Ugh, let go and fight fair...!"
"Nope."
"Aaaaang♥"
Of course, Jinwoo won the spar.