Gathering Squad 3
Hadojin read the look in her eyes. Gone was the subservience of a mere servant—replaced by the complete devotion of a woman offering herself utterly to a man. Using Life Detection, he confirmed Harina was still deep in slumber, and he could read U Jeong's heart. No, he didn't even need to; it was plain as day. Her gaze whispered, more desperately than any language in the world, I offer everything I am to you.
Hadojin moved his hips slowly, deeply. It wasn't conquest or indulgence. It was like an archaeologist exploring a sacred, uncharted cave—cautious, reverent. Each time his length glided softly along her inner walls, U Jeong felt new textures of sensation blooming through her body, ones she'd never known before.
"Hnggg...!♥"
The moan bursting from U Jeong's lips was no longer restrained. The wooden walls Hadojin had conjured formed a perfect sound barrier, blocking out the entire world. Realizing this, her voice soared free like a bird released from chains.
"Haaaah!! Yes, right there!! It feels so good!! More... more!! Tear my pussy apart!!"
Her cries echoed richly through their private sanctuary. U Jeong was stunned to discover her voice could be this loud, this thick with sticky heat. Shame surged, but an even greater thrill of liberation pierced her core.
"That's it, just like that. Louder... let me hear your voice. Scream even dirtier if you want."
Hadojin whispered in her ear. His voice wasn't a command—it was temptation, no, salvation. He gently touched her deepest place, the sacred spot no one had ever reached.
"Haaaang!♥ Dojin oppa! There...! It's weird...! My body's... melting away...! My womb's pounding... like a dance party's going on inside... womb... womb!! Thump-thump. Kyaaah!!"
She screamed, raking her nails down his back. The moss bed undulated softly beneath their fervent motions. The glowing moss on the ceiling twinkled like stars in the night sky, blessing their secret union.
"Scream all you want. Wail if you need to. Here, everything about you is allowed."
His words were sweet as a devil's whisper. U Jeong let go of the last thread of her reason. She was no longer the "prim and proper U Jeong" or the "loyal battle maid." She was a primal female, craving pleasure alone.
"So good...! Too good...! Harder...! Harder...! Break me... wreck me completely...!♥ Crush my pussy! Ravish my hole with that huge cock!!! Hiiiik!♥♥♥"
U Jeong wailed, wrapping her legs around Hadojin's waist and squeezing tight.
Her provocation made Hadojin's eyes flash like a beast's. He was no longer gentle. Just as she craved, he tested her limits, unleashing a storm to draw out every ounce of pleasure she possessed. Plap! Plap! Plap! The dull thuds of flesh slamming flesh mingled with their moans in a fierce symphony.
U Jeong's body shook helplessly under his onslaught. She crested waves of climax again and again, but he didn't stop. Something deep inside her, at her very core, was about to burst free. It wasn't mere pleasure. It was the pent-up mass of emotions she'd suppressed her whole life under masks of "good girl," "meek friend," "devoted servant." Rage, sorrow, loneliness, and scorching desires she'd never voiced to anyone.
The moment Hadojin's cock pierced her depths, it all exploded at once.
"Kiiiiiyaaaaaaaah-!"
It wasn't human. Not a moan of ecstasy, nor a cry of pain. It was the howl of a beast born from primordial chaos. Like a dam breaking after decades, the raw primal sound erupted from her core. With that monstrous roar, her body arched like a bow, convulsing wildly. Muscles twisted, her vision blazed white. A hot gush sprayed from her pussy, soaking Hadojin's lower abdomen.
How much time passed? The spasms faded, and U Jeong collapsed onto the moss bed, gasping. Her body was limp, strength utterly spent. In her daze, the echo of her own unearthly cry lingered in her ears. Was that... me? Did I really make that sound?
As awareness returned, blood drained from her face. Shame crashed over her like a tidal wave. Trembling, she clapped a hand over her mouth. Tears streamed endlessly.
I'm a beast. A monster. How disgusted will he be? How filthy does he think I am now? She curled up in terror.
Then warm, large hands enveloped her back. Hadojin pulled her silently into his embrace. He brushed her damp hair aside and kissed her tear-streaked cheek tenderly.
"......"
U Jeong sobbed quietly in his arms, too ashamed to meet his eyes.
"Did you... hear all that?"
"Yeah."
"Disgusting, right...? I'm a monster, aren't I?"
Her voice dripped despair. But Hadojin hugged her tighter, whispering softly in her ear.
"No."
His tone was more earnest and tender than ever.
"It was... the most beautiful sound I've ever heard."
U Jeong froze. She looked up, eyes wide with disbelief. There was no contempt or revulsion in his gaze—only profound affection, like handling fragile treasure, and warm understanding that embraced all of her.
"That was your true voice, U Jeong. The cry of your soul, hidden deepest inside, one you'd never shown the world. You let it burst out in front of me. That means... you trust me that much."
His words crumbled her final defenses. She buried her face in his chest and bawled like a child. Not tears of shame or fear, but gratitude and joy at being truly accepted. He had saved not just her body, but her scarred, twisted soul. With this man, she could entrust everything. No—she wanted to give him everything.
Love. It was so natural, so obvious.
Once her sobs subsided, Hadojin wiped her tears with his fingers.
"Now, time to finish the ritual."
He nodded toward the wall etched with dwarven runes. U Jeong nodded. Fear was gone from her eyes—only fierce longing to be with him burned there. She climbed atop him herself. Without hesitation, she took him back inside her. No reluctance, no shame. Pure desire to become one with Hadojin drove her.
Their rhythm was perfect harmony. Not two bodies, but one soul dancing.
Finally, the moment returned. This time, U Jeong sensed it first.
"Dojin oppa...! Now!"
"Yeah, U Jeong! Let's open our sea!"
Hadojin gripped her waist, thrusting up as he poured everything into her depths. Simultaneously, her hot squirt erupted.
Spurt-spurt-spuuuurt!Shwaaaa-!
Their mingled semen and juices arced in a silver-white parabola, drenching the dwarven runes on the wall precisely.
The harmonious sea. This was it.
Instantly, the runes blazed with dazzling golden light.
Woooong-!
The entire wall hummed with low vibration. Gears ground as the wooden barrier rotated like interlocking cogwheels.
Rumble... rumble...!
Clinging to each other, Hadojin and U Jeong held their breath, watching. Before their eyes, the ordinary wooden wall transformed into a massive door, swinging inward. Cold, dry air whooshed from the darkness, carrying the scent of millennia-old dust and faint metal. From the depths, a red glow flickered like an unquenchable flame.
Beyond lay a dwarven smithy, steeped in thousands of years. A massive furnace blaze pierced the gloom; walls lined with dust-covered weapons and armor of every kind.
"......"
U Jeong stared, entranced. This was no mere treasure vault. It was the dawn of a new world, unlocked by Hadojin and her through their secret rite, beyond all worldly rules.
She turned to Hadojin, still inside her, and kissed his cheek softly.
"Thank you... Dojin oppa."
Her voice held subservience to her "Master" and deep trust and love for her "oppa."
She would no longer be bound by the world's gaze. In this secret forest sanctuary, known only to her and Hadojin, she could always be her truest self.
Hadojin kissed her forehead.
"U Jeong. Do you really want to become a battle maid? To get stronger?"
His question revealed something in the dwarven trove could empower her.
"Yes... Oppa... no... Master. U Jeong... no, U Jeong de Valois wants to be strong like Rina."
Hadojin grinned. He slowly withdrew, took her hand, and helped her stand. Her legs buckled; she clung to his arm as his warm hand caressed her shoulder.
"Let's go in together, U Jeong."
Hand in hand, they stepped slowly into the open dwarven smithy... the secret chamber.
