Melting in Her Embrace
The sensation was like being wrapped in the warm embrace of a pregnant woman. It was unbearably hot. Their tongues naturally tangled, adding to the stimulation. Ah! It felt like he was melting away. An indescribable pleasure slammed into his mind again and again, racing up through his cock. Soon her lips began to tighten around him like a hungry cunt. Ah! His shaft twitched violently.
"Mmm..."
As Hwan's body shuddered, he realized with regret that he was already nearing his limit. He wanted to savor this ecstasy just a little longer. He wanted to enjoy her actions for just a few more moments. But... ah... she suddenly stopped.
Startled, Hwan looked up at her. Their eyes met as she wore a lewd smile. He became utterly flustered. His gaze toward her trembled wildly. Yet she remained still, as if waiting for something...
Hwan's anxiety only grew. "Why... why did you..."
"Hehe... What is it you desire?" she asked, her voice gentle yet mischievous.
Hwan frowned. A deep furrow formed between his brows, and his cheeks flushed even redder. When he couldn't continue speaking, she put on a sulky expression. It was as if she were stubbornly declaring that she wouldn't continue unless he said it.
Occasionally, Miho had this teasing side. She could be stubborn. She wouldn't let things slide easily. Whenever she acted this way, it seemed as though she wanted to reaffirm their master-servant relationship. Yes, even though they shared their bodies, helped each other slay gwoeyi one by one, and endured life and death together, she still seemed determined to prove there was a distance between them.
Hwan swallowed dryly. He felt his hesitant lips trembling slightly. Was it from shame? His voice wouldn't come out. And Miho remained motionless, refusing to continue until he answered properly.
Ah! Beneath her, his throbbing cock twitched desperately with frustration.
"Hmm? I can't hear you... Come now, say it? What do you want? Tell your mother."
"I... I..."
She insisted on using the title 'mother' again. Every time she did, Hwan felt a strange pang of guilt deep in his heart. She could never be his mother. He mustn't call her that. He couldn't accept it. For him, there was only one true mother. Though he still couldn't find where she had gone, she alone was his real mother.
But Miho wanted him to call her mother. Perhaps this too was a way to maintain emotional distance between them. Or maybe she simply wanted to solidify their hierarchy even further.
Hwan struggled to move his quivering lips. A slightly hoarse voice slipped out between them.
"You..."
"Who?"
He squeezed his eyes shut. "...M-Mother... I want... you."
Ah! The moment he forced the words out, the guilt swelled even larger. An uncomfortable feeling like something stabbing at his chest washed over him, yet at the same time, a strange thrill surged through him. His current body could no longer hide its desire for the woman before him—the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. He might already be hopelessly addicted to her.
Yes, it seemed he could no longer feel satisfied without her. Even though he knew these acts were ultimately stealing his yang energy. Even though he knew pleasure always came at a price.
Miho smiled with satisfaction. But perhaps she felt like being even more mischievous today? She still refused to soothe the body that screamed for her.
"Hmm, I'm not sure I understand. What exactly do you want? If you don't say it more clearly, how can I give it to you?"
Ah... Hwan let out a low groan. His cock twitched again before her. Cold sweat now trickled down his forehead.
"I... I want to do it."
He barely managed to push out the hoarse words again.
"Do what?"
She stubbornly pressed him once more.
"Th-That..."
His face burned. He had never felt more ashamed. It was like committing a sin. As someone who had once dreamed of becoming a pastor, every single act now felt like a betrayal of God. He wondered if this beautiful yet cruel fox was deliberately playing these wicked games to make him betray even his faith in the divine. As if she wanted him to abandon the god he once believed in and follow only her... as if she were declaring that she herself would become both god and mother... as if she intended to bewitch both his body and soul.
"Can you say it again?"
"P-Please... give me pleasure. I want your body... Please... I-I'm begging you."
In the end, he surrendered completely. Only then did Miho seem satisfied. She smiled brightly once more. He couldn't tear his eyes away from that bewitching smile.
Finally, she lowered her long hand and gently grasped his rigidly swollen cock. Ah! At that touch, his body reacted on its own. Just the light grip sent shivers of excitement through him. Sticky precum gushed from the tip of his glans. His heart pounded as if it would burst. He couldn't control it at all. His mind grew simple, filled only with the boiling desire rising from deep within. His entire being craved her. Even his soul wanted her.
She stroked the cock she held with tender affection, then slowly guided it between her legs. She too was soaking wet there. Her expression was filled with anticipation at the sticky heat. She licked her lips seductively, then placed the reddened tip of his glans against her entrance.
Ah! His body shuddered. Even the slightest contact sent scorching heat through the head of his cock. A tingling pleasure spread between them. The anticipation grew even stronger. In that addictive expectation, it felt like his reason might snap at any moment. He was growing desperately impatient.
Then Miho smiled faintly, raised a long finger to his lips, and said,
"Calm down, relax... We're not beasts, are we?"
Her seductive voice tickled his ears with irresistible allure. It was a coquettish tone like jade beads rolling across a tray. Ah... just hearing it made his body tremble involuntarily. Hwan nodded. He submitted to her words.
Then she surrendered her body to gravity once more and slowly lowered her hips.
"Ahh..."
A lewd moan escaped her along with a sweet, heated breath that washed over him. Even that breath tickled the bridge of his nose. And then...
"Haa... ngh..."
She began to swallow him slowly. As if soothing his desperately aroused desire, as if enveloping him in warmth, her hot, soaking wet inner walls hugged his cock tightly. Ahhh! Panting burst naturally from both their mouths. The stimulation brought an intense satisfaction. It was addictive. And fatal.
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It felt like he was melting away. He couldn't describe it. Waves of ecstasy kept slamming into his mind through his cock. Several times it seemed as though his vision went completely white. Ah! His breathing grew ragged. His heart pounded as if it would explode. And through it all, Hwan couldn't take his eyes off the woman moving before him like a temptress.
Her body seemed to glow with pure white light. How could anything be so beautiful? It was as if her form had been crafted from the finest white porcelain with painstaking care. Her narrow waist bore a perfect curve. Following that curve upward revealed her full, voluptuous breasts. They were soft, elastic, and carried an obscenely heavy weight, topped with small pink nipples. From there, the smooth line of her collarbone led to elegant shoulders. Her white neck only enhanced her sensuality. Her skin was flawlessly smooth and moist. The word 'perfect' seemed to fit her more than any other.
And the pelvis beneath her waist, the moderately plump buttocks and the spread of her hips only added to her perfection. Ah! Her long, sleek thighs were enough to steal his breath away. It was as though her body contained a spell that could enchant any man in an instant. Ah! It made him unable to look away. It made refusal impossible.
But if there was one feature that served as the crowning touch to her beauty, it had to be her face. Her small face, exceptionally white skin, and red lips like ripe cherries. She had a straight nose, and her eyes were large and gave a slightly sharp impression, yet that only made them more captivating. Her long eyelashes and the dark, elegant brows above them were intense enough to bewitch anyone. Especially her eyes—they seemed to hold the sparkling light of stars. It felt like one could be sucked into them at any moment.