Chapter 118
Chapter 118
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 118
Chapter Title: Yes, Treatment (2)
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"Hng♥ How long are you planning to keep this up...!"
"The treatment isn't over yet!"
I clung to Yang Ha-jeong's bare back, kneading her breasts from behind.
She seemed to hate it, but pressing my cock into her slightly plump figure—more filled out than the other women—felt incredible.
"It's gotten quite a bit better now, I think... Ah♥"
"From my perspective, you're still a long way off!"
The sensation of her soft, cool skin drawing the heat from my body was a different kind of pleasure from the ecstasy of thrusting inside her.
That's right. The treatment was over. At least, there was nothing more I could do.
Her meridians flowed smoothly without any blockages, and not a trace of demonic energy remained.
Pang pang pang pang♥
As I twisted my hips and plunged into her pussy, Yang Ha-jeong wailed and thrust her ass back at me.
"I'm the doctor right now, so trust me! Got it?"
"Got it...! Ahng♥"
My vigorous syringe would keep injecting semen shots all night long. A patient has to follow the doctor's orders completely!
Yang Ha-jeong must have decided to set aside family matters for now, because she lowered her waist and presented her ass, tempting my cock.
No, did she even realize she was tempting me? Her expression looked more embarrassed than anything.
"Ha-jeong, we need to mate even harder. That's the only way you'll recover faster."
"Does that... Hng♥ really make a difference?"
"Of course it does! You have to be more lewd and aggressive for the technique to work even better!"
She seemed skeptical of my bullshit, but also like she was hoping it might be true.
Proof came in how her initially half-hearted hip movements grew more intense.
As I pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers while pounding away with my cock, her moans mixed with nasal whimpers began echoing without restraint.
"Ahng♥ I know... You're just doing this because you want to, haang♥ You're fooling me...?"
"No!"
I hadn't expected her to buy it anyway, so I shamelessly enjoyed her body.
The feeling of her cervix kissing the tip as it plunged all the way to the bottom was so good it nearly made my hips give out.
Her body seemed to scream that it wanted to mate with me, making me want to pump even one more load inside.
I couldn't just knock her up for real without a plan, but once I had a blueprint in place, I'd use the Ascending Immortal Art to make it a sure thing.
"Ha-jeong, come to think of it, I need some motivation too if this is going to be more effective..."
"...What do you mean?"
She asked without turning her head, probably anxious about what nonsense I'd spout next.
Spot on.
"Say you'll get pregnant with my child..."
"Th-that's not happening!"
Kkook♥
For someone rejecting me so fiercely, her pussy was gripping my cock tight.
But she turned back with a genuinely troubled look and refused.
"I told you, kids are absolutely off-limits... Hng♥ No way!"
"I'm not saying do it for real... Can't you just say you'll do it?"
I stopped my thrusting and pressed my lower belly flush against her ass, rubbing my hard cock against her inner walls as I wheedled.
"It's not like you're actually going to get pregnant anyway... I clearly said this isn't the time for that, right?"
"B-but... It's still not okay. You know that too... Ahng♥"
Her words cut off as I started shaking my hips roughly again.
She was probably about to say something like "This isn't really treatment anyway," but there was no need to bring that up.
I wanted it. Now that I'd figured out all her pretenses, I wanted to hear her say—even just with words—that she'd bear my child.
"At least let me imagine it... Our kid would be so cute, looking like you...!"
"Ahng♥ I said nooo...!"
Strangely, every time she refused, her pussy sucked at my cock, demanding semen.
"Just say it... Say you'll get pregnant with my baby in that slutty body...!"
"Absolutely..."
Slap
"Haaang...♥"
Yang Ha-jeong turned back in shock after the spank on her ass.
"Say it! It's just one little word!"
I smacked her ass repeatedly while savoring her tightening inner walls.
"If you don't, I'll keep spanking you until you piss yourself!"
"Th-that's not...! Ahng♥"
She shook her head, trying to escape my hand and cock, but I held her firm.
"Say it! Now!"
I pistoned my cock rapidly and spanked her, forcing pleasure into her until Yang Ha-jeong panted and slammed her forehead onto the bed.
"I'll do it, ahng...♥ I'll say it, so stop spanking...!"
As my hand paused, she spoke in a tearful voice.
"D-do I really have to...?"
I raised my hand like I was about to spank again, and she resignedly parted her lips slowly.
"I-I'll get... pregnant..."
She hesitated there, then opened her mouth again.
"I'll... do it..."
Squish squish squish squish♥
"Hwaaang...♥"
Excitement surged, and I slammed my hips like a madman.
A midlife milf submitting as a female to a guy half her age and declaring pregnancy—if that didn't turn you on, you weren't into milfs!
"Whose child are you getting pregnant with?"
"..."
Slap
"Hng♥ M-me... Y-your child..."
"What are you going to do?"
"G-get pregnant..."
"All at once, without stopping! Say my name properly!"
Terrified of pissing herself again, she hesitantly opened her mouth.
"Y-Yang Ha-jeong will... g-get pregnant... with K-Kang Yun's child...!"
"Good girl!"
My mind went blank white. If even that last shred of reason had fled, I might've ditched the safe method and gone for the real impregnation sex.
Then, Yang Ha-jeong—who believed she couldn't get pregnant—might show up at my door in a few months with a swelling belly.
I barely clung to reason to avoid unleashing the full technique, while my body devoured this delicious woman like a beast.
My rock-hard cock had churned her offered hole into a mushy, sloppy mess.
'Gonna cum inside, cum inside!'
Pumping thick semen into her was now my sole earthly goal.
Splash
"Y-you promised not to...! Ahng♥"
And my reason-lost body pulled out her favorite toy.
"N-no, stop, ahng♥ I really...!"
"Get pregnant!"
Spluuurt splurt splurt
I buried my cock deep in her pussy and unleashed thick semen straight into her womb as breeding instinct demanded, while my hand relentlessly spanked her ass.
The result?
"Nooo... Hwaaaang♥"
Shaaaah
Yang Ha-jeong climaxed spectacularly, unleashing her second bed-wetting show.
Even as hot liquid sprayed, her female pussy greedily craved the male seed, and I gripped her plump ass tight, flooding her with cum.
Lost in orgasmic haze, oblivious to the piss she'd splashed on us and the puddle on the bed, I soon noticed Yang Ha-jeong glaring at me with teary eyes.
"I really messed up..."
The man wrung out the blanket with his familiar skill, drying it fluffy. His deeply bowed head, full of genuine apology, was actually a bit cute.
"I didn't mean to, it was just so good I did it unconsciously..."
What to do? Yang Ha-jeong stared at the man making excuses with a sullen expression to hide her smile.
It was infuriating and embarrassing that he'd forced that unwanted experience twice, even breaking his promise—but she already wanted to forgive him?
In the corner of her sweet-emotion-dominated vision, she spotted her handmaid still asleep, slumped over the table.
And Yang Ha-jeong felt her long-suppressed gloomy memories resurface, plunging her into melancholy.
"I'm really sorry! I won't do it again, never... No, I'll ask permission first...!"
"...Sit."
Misreading her somber expression, the man babbled incoherently, but she just sighed and had him sit.
Yang Ha-jeong had fainted midway, so she didn't know the full story of the Demonic Cult raid.
But she remembered clearly.
Her husband hurling his teacup and shouting about Scattershot Poison, the investigators and officials casting off their human-skin masks and emitting demonic energy.
It had been a trap from the start. Someone in the Demonic Cult had seen through Peng Family's scheme to ally with the government and grow their power—and dug their own trap.
They surely hadn't leaked it anywhere before the alliance solidified, yet her natal Yang Family's connections had unwittingly linked to the Demonic Cult.
'It's my fault...!'
Their forces scattered and picked off one by one. Even the family head she trusted had been captured by someone who could hold him.
"What's wrong? What happened...?"
The man picked up the robe he'd stripped off her and draped it over her shoulders as he asked.
"What happened...?"
He looked like he'd realized something and slowly began to explain.
And she heard it all.
In the crisis, Kang Yun, Peng Wol, and the remaining Peng Family disciples had joined the fight.
But the enemies were too strong, putting them in peril.
"The Demonic Cult's Young Cult Leader?"
The woman who fought the family head was the Demonic Cult's Young Cult Leader—an astonishing revelation.
The known supreme experts of the Demonic Cult were just two: the Divine Demon and the Elder Traitor. A third...?
That raised questions. With the battered family head and no other true experts, why had the Demonic Cult—including a supreme expert—retreated?
"Actually..."
According to him, he and the Young Cult Leader already knew each other.
He hadn't known her identity, but he'd helped her once.
So he'd asked if she could withdraw, just maybe, and she'd agreed.
She claimed she hadn't planned to join the raid—it was rogue action by subordinates—so if true, it made sense.
"If that's real, then you saved the Peng Family from disaster?"
"...Did I?"
The man chuckled lightly. Yang Ha-jeong was deeply grateful for his nonchalant smile despite saving her family from ruin.
The Peng Family had nearly been shattered by her and the Yang Family's blunder, yet he wasn't smug at all.
Even assuming he was in league with the Demonic Cult—which made no sense, as they'd have crushed the Pengs then—other families would demand revenge, making it smarter to eliminate them.
'This is bad, I shouldn't feel this way...'
Her heart lighter, Yang Ha-jeong knew her pounding pulse wasn't from relief at averting disaster.
But she couldn't face it.
No matter how intimately she'd mingled with this man, she was a wife with a husband—a family matriarch.
She absolutely could not admit her heart was stirring.
Never.