Tiger Energy (3)
Tiger Energy (3)
Hoyeon quickly turned her head to cover the corner of her mouth.
However, even so, she couldn't hide the fact that she had beastkin-transformed.
Silluk silluk-.
Every time she stole a glance at Dojin with sidelong eyes, the whiskers growing at the corner of her mouth shook up and down dramatically. Her mouth kept repeating hi-juk hi-juk grins, and her tongue licked her lips nal-leom.
Her tail stood ramrod straight like it was rigid and began trembling bu-reu-reu, while the ears sprouting from her head perked up jjong-geut toward the sky, flaunting her vitality.
Watching Hoyeon, who kept displaying these bizarre signs while staring at him, Dojin cautiously opened his mouth.
"......Shall I extract it?"
"......Please do."
The moment Hoyeon's words ended, Dojin reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
He firmly pinned down the flinching Hoyeon and absorbed her Yang Energy right then and there.
And that was it. The instant her Yang Energy was snatched away, Hoyeon released her beastkin form and immediately regulated her breathing, but....
"Sssip- Eut!"
Her razor-sharp sense of smell sucked in Dojin's scent. The pheromones of an alpha male—and the stud aroused from absorbing her Yang Energy.
"Haa, haa......."
Faced with such intense stimulation, meditation was utterly useless. Even that famous Buddha hadn't endured direct temptation, had he?
No matter how incredible a martial artist Hoyeon was, or how much of a master at keeping her composure, she wasn't on Buddha's level.
And she sure as hell couldn't pull off what even Buddha couldn't.
"Kkung kkung-."
"Hoyeon......Dojo Master-nim?"
"Haa, heung heung. What's the matter, Dojin."
"No, right now the Dojo Master-nim is......."
Dojin betrayed his fluster as he gazed at Hoyeon, who had suddenly burrowed right into his arms. But Hoyeon didn't give a damn if he was flustered or not—she started rubbing her face all over his chest like a maniac.
"What about me?"
Her ears twitched jjong-geut jjong-geut, tickling Dojin's chin. Dojin burst out laughing at the ticklish sensation on his chin and lightly pushed her away.
At that, Hoyeon peeled slightly away from Dojin's embrace, spun bing-geu-reu-reu, and dove straight into his side.
Her tail went tap tap against his arm, like it was hurrying him to pet her already, while her cheeks rubbed wildly against him, begging for strokes and affection.
Watching her carry on like that, Dojin was reminded of the cat that used to act all cute with him sometimes.
Tigers were felines too, after all, so a tiger beastkin like her behaved exactly the same.
'If I pet her under the chin.......'
Sal-sal—He slid his hand under her chin and scratched gently, and Hoyeon, hit with the feel-good sensation, thrust her chin way up and started garurung purring.
"Geu-rung─♪"
"......Dojo Master-nim, the Yang Energy. No need to absorb it?"
"Ya-ang energy? Do whatever you want. Heung."
She straight-up shoved Dojin flat on his back, then plopped her curled-up body right on top of him and buried her muzzle in his nape, sticking her tongue out nal-leom nal-leom.
Each pass of that cat-specific barbed tongue over his nape sent waves of pleasure through Dojin that he'd never felt before.
'No good.'
This wouldn't do. Dojin sensed it instinctively and immediately absorbed the Yang Energy lodged in her body.
Dojin's body filled to the brim with Yang Energy, and the now-deprived Hoyeon tilted her head, peering at Dojin.
"Nya-haang?"
But in her super-close proximity to Dojin, it was like steam billowing from a steam engine—her body kept cranking out more Yang Energy nonstop.
'Eut-!'
Dojin kept sucking it up without pause, and as she felt her energy drain away, Hoyeon realized it was a Yang Energy shortage and instinctively started grinding her hips atop Dojin to replenish it.
"Heut, ha-nyaang."
As she rocked her hips like that, Hoyeon discovered she got the biggest jolt of pleasure when her lower belly—y'know, her vagina zone—rubbed against Dojin's bulging package.
Beast behavior always put desires first and foremost, and in estrus, pleasure trumped everything.
"Hak, hak, haaak-."
Jjikkeuk jjikkeuk jjikkeuk-.
Even just grinding their crotches over clothes, lewd squelches started echoing from her sopping-wet vagina.
Feeling pent-up frustration amid the bliss, Hoyeon hurriedly tried to rip off her own clothes, but Dojin spotted it and grabbed her wrist to stop her.
"W-Wait, Dojo Master-nim. No......."
"Kyaaaaak!"
But right then, the sex-interrupted Hoyeon bared feral eyes in an instant, claws out, and started growling at Dojin.
Seeing the pissed-off Hoyeon, Dojin tried shoving her off, but shockingly, she slashed his arm with her claws and pinned both his arms down with one hand.
"Uk-!?"
Dojin writhed, biting back the pain of his wound, but he couldn't overpower a fully beastkin-transformed Hoyeon in raw strength.
Like he'd said before, Dojin's weakness was crystal clear: close-quarters scraps with foes stronger than him.
None of his abilities let him hang with someone beefier.
"Dojo Master......Snap out of it."
"Geu-reu-euk─."
"You'll regret it. Once you come to your senses......."
Gazing up at the fully beast-mode Hoyeon who'd lost all reason, Dojin thrashed with everything he had to keep her from raping him.
But that piddly resistance didn't faze an estrus bitch with pussy paradise in sight.
In no time, this female had shredded her own clothes to rags and torn into Dojin's too, then jolted at the sight of his jutting penis before gingerly rubbing her vagina against it.
Totally unlike human, elf, or vampire vaginas—a straight-up milking machine vagina.
Like a goddamn power plant built solely to extract semen, it radiated scorching, sopping heat right from the entrance.
'I'm fucked.'
The second it went in, no escape—he could already tell she'd drain him dry all day—in that pussy state, Dojin maxed out his struggles to shove her off.
Needless to say, resistance was pointless.
Puuk─!
"Huaaaang!"
"Uk-!"
Soft flesh wrapped around Dojin's penis. The bone-crushing squeeze made him get why male cat dicks had barbs.
But pain or no from the vice-grip, pleasure-struck Hoyeon started pistoning her ass up and down like a rice pounder.
Ku-ung! Ku-ung!
"Haang! Hak, kyaaaak-!"
"Eut, hook, uak!"
Jjipueok, jjippeu-eok!
Milky vaginal fluid streamed down the airtight seal of her clenched pussy lips.
Foamy juices soaked Dojin's dick, matted Hoyeon's fur, and drenched the whole damn dojo.
Pukeok- jjipu-up─!
"Hak, hak, huaang! Kya, heunyaang-! Heek, nya aaaaang!"
Eoheueueung─!
That signature tiger ultra-low-frequency rumble hit, locking Dojin's muscles rigid. Seizing the stiff moment, her pussy chomped down like it was ripping the penis out and milked his semen.
Byureut, byureuk-! Byueueuk!
Each spurt from Dojin's penis got perfectly timed sucks, yanking more cum like it demanded every last sperm.
"Hau-eueut......."
One milking done, Hoyeon slumped onto Dojin's chest to recover her all-at-once stamina dump, heaving for breath.
Ditto for Dojin—balls drained empty but dick still clamped and force-fed pleasure—he panted right along.
"Heek, hek, heek......."
"Eut, huu, huu, haa...."
Their scorching breaths mingled, cluing them in that they were both still horny as hell.
"......."
"......."
Eyes lock. Long tongue laps Dojin's lip corner. Lips tug and rasp rough.
Dojin pictured that tongue sweeping his mouth—what it'd feel like—and holy shit, how insane it'd be slurping his dick.
His trapped-in-pussy penis twitched involuntarily.
"Heueung-!"
Sensing her captive dick squirm on its own, Hoyeon smirked and sloooowly licked Dojin's whole face.
Lick after lick... till she finally shoved her tongue past his lips.
'......Fuck it.'
Pussy-pounded already, now tongue too. No backing out.
Dojin let go of her hands and began caressing her body nice and slow. Sexual Stamina and Sexual Technique (Advanced) kicked in, toying her body instantly.
"Heut, heunyaang!?"
Hoyeon froze up in shock from the sudden ecstasy, and Dojin pounced on the opening—flipped her, pinned her flat.
"You started this, Dojo Master-nim."
"......Nya-oong."
Hoyeon raked her claws lightly over Dojin's chest, egging him on.
Dojin answered with actions, not words.
"Heunyaaaang!"
An awkward silence hung in the air. Hoyeon couldn't bring herself to meet Dojin's eyes. But she couldn't keep up this act forever.
"Um......Dojin?"
"Dojo Master-nim."
"Y-Yes! What is it-?"
"You raped me."
"Ah, I, uh, that is......."
"You'll take responsibility, right?"
Dojin eyed the speechless, fidgeting Hoyeon and thought, This? Play it right, and I can milk it for all it's worth.