Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: The Choreographer's First Experience (1)
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"Huaaaah..."
The morning after passing the evaluation felt fresher than any other.
[Current Time]
[AM 7:31]
Earlier than I thought.
The other members are probably still dead to the world.
'I had Han Nam-do's essence absorbed, after all.'
I wasn't as tired as a regular person would be.
But that was ending today.
'The absorbed essence has run out.'
The essence I'd absorbed in the tower before lasted about a week.
This time, it bottomed out in just four days.
Probably because I hadn't rested at all and kept burning stamina.
'When I left the tower, I holed up at home and did nothing.'
Minimal movement meant minimal drain on my strength.
"I'm hungry..."
Not biological hunger.
The succubus kind.
"......"
First thought that came to mind: Han Nam-do, of course.
His essence was delicious.
'Should I go see him now?'
Right as that crossed my mind.
[Hey, you fucking bitch. Get your ass to my place right now.]
Pfft...
This guy's no saint either.
How does he message at the perfect timing?
[On my way.]
Smacking my lips, I bolted out of the house.
Threw on whatever clothes I could slip into easily. They'd come off anyway...
Han Nam-do's one-room, Room 301.
Password's 6974...
I've been here so often, it's memorized now.
"I'm here."
Slipping off my shoes and calling out.
Movement from inside.
"You made it, you fucking bitch."
Han Nam-do, pissed as hell, naked with one hand against the wall in that familiar pose.
Why's he so mad?
And...
'Slight whiff of another woman lingering...'
Suddenly, anger surged from deep inside.
What is this feeling?
"Hey, did you bring another girl here while I was gone?"
"Ha, that's none of your business. Anyone'd think you were my girlfriend."
"......"
He's right.
So why am I so pissed?
Forcing down the boiling rage, I plastered on a casual smile.
"Nah, actually, good for you."
"...What?"
"You fucked another girl, so you know now. My pussy's way better. And I'm way hornier. Hell, having a comparison probably drove it home. That I'm the better fuck."
"Jesus..."
Han Nam-do ran a hand through his bangs after hearing me out.
His face softened a bit.
"Hey, cut the elementary school jealousy crap. It's so ridiculous, my anger's gone."
"...I-It's not jealousy."
"And fuck, human-wise, whether I fucked someone else or not... isn't it funny you're jealous? You're the one who spread her legs for Go Min-cheol without a second thought."
"Hey! He said he wouldn't let me trainee if I didn't fuck him."
"Bullshit. You seduced him first to get dirt on him. You said it yourself—already forgotten?"
"Th-That was..."
Damn, spilled too much to this guy.
Sex felt too good... Getting creampied by him was pure bliss, and I let it slip...
"Anyway, I didn't fuck her. Couldn't, fuck. That's why I called you."
"...Huh?"
"Look, how long can I keep fucking you? Especially some idol hopeful as a fuckbuddy. So I figured I'd try other girls..."
"Figured?"
"...Couldn't."
"What?"
I tilted my head.
Han Nam-do mumbling like that? Never.
"Something serious? Spill it."
"It won't get hard, you fucking worthless cunt!"
"Wh-What?!"
I was more shocked than when he confessed.
That magnificent cock broken? Impotent? Won't stiffen anymore?
'No way, shit!'
Maybe my fault?
I fed him potions, eels...
But exploiting a normie for three days straight caused erectile dysfunction?
But...
"It's getting hard fine?"
"Fuck, only when I think of you. Yesterday, this girl comes over, try to fuck, won't rise—humiliating. Sent her packing, her face... Haah, fuck."
"...!"
My eyes went wide.
So after fucking me, his dick only works thinking of me?
'Go Min-cheol too...?'
Sudden thought.
Lately, his complexion's off, snaps at me more.
If Go Min-cheol can't get it up without me after I drained him?
'Explains why he's always mad at me.'
Anyone'd freak if their healthy dick suddenly failed.
"Hey, that's not the weirdest part."
"What else?"
A succubus like me learning from Han Nam-do.
"No matter how I think, you're the only reason I'm like this... But just in case, I asked Go Min-cheol if he's the same."
"And?"
Perfect, I wondered that too.
Might confirm via him.
Do guys I fuck become unable to get hard without me?
...Hypothesis established!
"But when I tried telling Go Min-cheol I fucked you, words stuck in my throat."
"What?!"
Even more shocked.
"Dunno how to say it. Massive aversion?"
"Not pride, right?"
"You think I'm the boss? Unlike him, I fucked you to death for three days."
"With potion help."
"Always one extra word."
He clicked his tongue.
"Can't explain exactly... Just overwhelming aversion. Couldn't talk about it."
"Huh. Useful info."
Sincere.
Maybe the most valuable succubus fact yet.
-Guys I fuck can't resist my seduction.
Now:
They can't get hard without me.
And can't easily spill about our hookups.
'Succubus power that strong?'
Mind-boggling.
Only the black magician who made me this way could explain.
'Am I invincible?'
If true.
Anyone I fuck is mine.
"Bitch. I see what you're thinking. I said aversion. Force it, I could speak. Told you—long tail gets caught. What if a third party sees something? You passed mid-eval, caught a famous choreographer's eye, debut near-certain—yet this mindset..."
"Ahem!"
Coughed, embarrassed.
Too obvious?
"Anyway, your fault. Take responsibility."
"Responsibility? Obviously, hehe."
Heart dropped at erectile dysfunction news.
But seeing his healthy, hard cock? Twice the drool.
Ah, always looks delicious.
Ripping off clothes lightning-fast, I spread before him.
"Passed mid-eval. Give me a proper celebration creampie?"
"Ha, fucking bitch. Always bullshit. What girl talks and acts like that? Wonder what's in that head daily."
"90% fucking guys."
"Fuck... Realizing impotence from trash like you makes me tear up."
"But my pussy's the best, right?"
"Fuck off."
Cursing, he rubbed his rock-hard cock on my belly.
Ah, so firm and hot...
Just rubbing my stomach, womb twitching...
"Use this chance to ditch other girls, live right. Can't get hard without me, can't fuck without me?"
"Shut it, you cunt. I'll handle it. Not your concern."
"Just saying. We can, right? Us."
"Quiet!"
Squelch!
"Huaat! Hu-aang...!"
Furious Han Nam-do thrust in without warning.
"Haang, haaaah...!"
Thick shaft powering up from below—I lost speech instantly.
All I could do: moan.
And clench my pussy lewdly, writhing to please him.
Succubi are like that.
"Fucking bitch, just cock in and you're helpless trash—why keep crawling up?"
"Haaang, good... so good..."
His pissed-off fuck was way rougher than usual.
Slap!
"Huaaang!"
Ass slaps twice as stinging.
Thwack! Thud!
Pounding twice as violent.
Even yanking my hair like a handle—pure thrill.
'Real succubi okay any play.'
Spectrum too wide?
"Choke me too, haang."
"You bitch, fuck...!"
"Huuuuk, hng, good, so gooood... Haang, w-womb's dropping. Haaang, pussy's clinging to your cock on its own, hng..."
"Kuh!"
His essence poured into my womb after so long.
Ah, this feeling... love it.
Womb full, mind satisfied all around.
Relieved?
'Empty womb's like zero bank balance. Anxious everywhere?'
Oh right... gotta do anal today.
"Hey, Han Nam-do. Today, the back..."
"Going for a smoke."
"Ah, okay."
Creampie cooled him off.
Brightening face, I hooked his arm quick.
Up to the rooftop, smoking, short chat.
"Nearly flunked mid-eval. Ji-woo said the CEO vibe was no girl group passes this round?"
"Girl groups oversaturated. New gens debut tons yearly, but same girls dominate. Hate wasting debut prep cash. Can't say it outright—trainees riot?"
"Ah, got it."
Explains generous with boy trainees.
Strict with girls.
'Knowledge reveals. Ignored industry shit.'
Him spilling so easy? Pussy stayed wet.
"Hey, I'm super horny now. Fuck me."
"Rooftop?"
"Yeah."
"You... ignoring my warning?"
"Horny's best. Admit it?"
"......"
Exasperated face, eventually.
He fucked my pussy on the rooftop as wanted.
Impaled, I continued.
"Haaaang, so we... hak, nearly failed. Who was it? Wang Im-hwan, haang, choreographer? Famous. Hooo, eyed us. Passed. Debut song, good choreo from him later. Haaang."
"Huh? Famous choreographer's Wang Im-hwan?"
"Yeah... hak, good. Hooo, so hard... Aaang."
Squelch!
Stirring deep, he tilted his head.
"He's famous, sure... but never done girl group choreo, right?"