Martial Arts Exchange (6)
Martial Arts Exchange (6)
In the room illuminated only by the faint moonlight, the amber eyes that sparkled on their own without any light, and the tail swaying gently while dyed black by the shadows, proudly announced their presence.
Dojin realized from those two features that the other person was Ho-yang. There was no way a rare Tiger-kin beastkin had suddenly appeared, and Hoyeon had no reason to pull something like this.
'They say the Tiger Tribe has a lot of horny bastards....'
He should've realized it back when she was yelling "sex sex" in the open-air bath. Salrang— The tail lightly brushed against Dojin's thigh over the blanket.
"How 'bout it—? Oppa, you interested?"
"...First off, why am I oppa?"
"Guys all like younger girls, right? So, oppa."
If she's younger than me, she's a minor, you bitch. Dojin thought that as he tried moving his limbs. They wouldn't budge at all, like they were pinned under heavy machinery.
The blanket was in the way, so he couldn't even flip her over.
With both his strength and skills sealed, there wasn't much he could do. For now, he had to find a way to push her off using only the arm he'd managed to pull out from under the blanket.
But before he could, Ho-yang moved first.
"Haa, haa... Oppa smells so good. Why's that?"
Burying her face in Dojin's nape, she started sniffing loudly, and Dojin twisted his head to avoid her face.
As if such minor resistance only pleased her more, she began pressing her lips against his exposed nape. Chupchup.
"Churp, aaah— What's this? Something... feels hot inside."
A rough tongue, prickly enough to raise goosebumps down his spine, licked over his nape. After licking his nape like that, she suddenly straightened her waist and began trembling all over.
Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were half-lidded.
Now's the chance.
Hwiric, Dojin sprang up and in an instant flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. Even lying on the floor, Ho-yang gazed up at Dojin with an ecstatic expression, not resisting at all.
"Hee— Oppa's the rough type, huh? Ung— Do whatever you want."
"As if I'd do anything... I'd have to be crazy."
The moment Dojin tried to get up, Ho-yang, who had his waist locked between her legs, yanked him down and hugged him tight.
That position was just like a man pounding into a woman in missionary, so Dojin's large size pressed right against her vagina.
Feeling the damp wetness on his lower abdomen, Dojin freaked out and tried to escape, but her limbs bound him even tighter than before, making flight impossible.
'Crazy, what kind of strength....'
Thinking it felt like being caught by a real tiger, he slowly exhaled. Ho-yang mistook that for a sign of arousal and started rubbing her vagina against him while shaking her hips.
"Crazy bitch...."
"Ah, oppa. Cussing makes you seem even sexier...."
"...Dojin-ah?"
While Dojin was wrestling around with Ho-yang, Eunha, who had the blanket pulled all the way over her head, cautiously poked her head out.
Unable to let her see this, Dojin quickly pulled the blanket over them, hiding Ho-yang.
"Uh, uh. Eunha-ya. What's up?"
"...I thought I heard something. Not sleeping?"
"I am... yeah."
Under the blanket, Ho-yang, pinned beneath Dojin, began stimulating his perineum with her tail. As the soft, silk-like tail tickled his lower abdomen, Dojin's penis naturally started getting erect.
Dojin peeked under the blanket slightly to look at Ho-yang. Her eyes were drawing hearts like she was in heat, and her wriggling limbs screamed that she'd pounce on him any second.
"What's that over there?"
"Ah, nothing. Nothing at all."
Seulk, Ho-yang's hand headed for his pants. The pajamas Hoyeon had given him tore away easily under her nails.
Soon even his underwear was stripped off by her hands, and feeling the exposed large size, Ho-yang let out an inner gasp of admiration as she pressed kisses onto Dojin's chest. Chupchup.
"Dojin-ah, you hear something?"
"Some, kind of sound?"
Her soft tail wrapped around Dojin's penis. Dojin first realized then that a beastkin could move their tail so freely.
Wrapping it spirally around Dojin's member like a helix, Hoyeon—no, Ho-yang—began a slow up-and-down reciprocating motion. Every time the tail moved back and forth, sticky vaginal fluid leaked from Ho-yang's tightly clinging pants, soaking his penis.
Jjigeok-jjigeok, now an unmistakable sound rang out that couldn't be hidden anymore. Eunha tilted her head and looked around.
"What's that jjipuryeok, jjipuryeok sound... Like liquid sloshing or something...."
"Maybe bug chirping? Y'know, Otherworld? Could be bugs that chirp like that."
"...Maybe?"
Thank goodness—or whatever—Eunha, with no knowledge or experience of sex, didn't realize it was the lewd sound of two genitals rubbing together.
But she could tell it was a sound that strangely made her heart race. Just hearing it made her breathing quicken, her heart pound....
"Eung...."
With her lower belly starting to thump thump, Eunha inexplicably didn't want Dojin to see her like this.
So she turned her back to Dojin while pulling the blanket over her head. Only then did the sound start to quiet down a bit.
Once Eunha had the blanket over her and turned away, Dojin finally caught his breath and lifted the blanket to look at Ho-yang.
Inside the blanket thick with the scent of his penis, Ho-yang was panting with a dazed expression.
Knowing full well she couldn't take it in, her tail still kept bringing Dojin's penis toward her vagina. Her completely soaked underwear and pants clung obscenely, outlining her lewd beastkin vagina while squirting out sticky vaginal fluid.
"Hek, hek... Oppa— What's this... Heung—♡"
Having continuously inhaled the penis scent under the blanket, Ho-yang writhed around like a cat smelling catnip.
Her limbs, which had bound him like a press machine, could now be shaken off easily.
As Dojin's body pulled away, Ho-yang raised her sharp claws and clung to him like she didn't want to let go.
[Indestructible Body]
But her nails only left faint scratches on Dojin's body. Fully separating from her, Dojin looked at his pants torn by the nails and let out a light sigh.
Then, looking down pityingly at Ho-yang, who was flailing her limbs at him like she was in heat, struggling desperately.
Fortunately, his underwear was intact, so he put on the half-torn pants and underwear, then picked up Ho-yang blanket and all.
Smelling Dojin's scent left on the blanket, Ho-yang burrowed into it and quieted down, and holding the now-docile Ho-yang, Dojin headed to Hoyeon's room.
As he approached the door, Hoyeon recognized it was Dojin just from his footsteps and spoke up.
"Dojin? What brings you here in the middle of the night...."
"Mind if I come in for a sec?"
"Come in."
Opening the door and entering, Hoyeon saw Ho-yang in his arms and roughly guessed what happened, starting to sigh deeply. Pfft pfft.
Taking Ho-yang from Dojin, Hoyeon bowed her head deeply and apologized to him.
"...Sorry, all my fault. Should've kept a better eye on my little sister."
"That's fine... But can I swap the blanket?"
"The blanket? No way?"
"Your little sis, uh... made a bit of a mess."
Sniffing the air, she realized Ho-yang had soaked Dojin's blanket with her vaginal fluid, and that Dojin's pants were completely torn.
"...I'll get pants to you in the morning. Once again, really sorry."
"No, no sweat... Just make sure it doesn't happen twice."
"Promise. I'll watch her all night."
Handing Ho-yang over to Hoyeon and grabbing her blanket, Dojin returned to his room. As he entered, Eunha sat up like she'd been waiting and greeted him.
"Dojin-ah, where... A-Are you okay!?"
"Huh, yeah? Why, what's up?"
"Y-Your pants... Uh, yeah. Good if you're okay."
Hearing Eunha, Dojin realized what a state he was in. He was only wearing pants completely torn around the lower abdomen, especially the crotch.
Through the torn crotch, his large size was prominently positioned, hard to cover even with underwear....
Having his size exposed to Eunha, Dojin scratched his cheek embarrassedly and lay back in his spot.
A moment later, rustling sounds started coming from Eunha's bedding where she'd fallen asleep.
Time passed, and the room filled with a damp, lewd smell.
Huduk, the sound of rain filled the room. No wonder the morning sun hadn't risen—it was raining.
Opening the door to go out, men's martial arts pants were prepared at the entrance. After changing into them, I looked at Eunha.
Maybe she's a heavy sleeper, but Eunha hadn't woken up yet. I wondered if it was okay to wake a girl roughly since she's a woman, but pushing that aside, I approached Eunha and tapped her shoulder over the blanket.
"Eunha-ya? Morning."
"Eung... Already...?"
Rubbing her sleepy eyes as she got up, she stretched for a bit to loosen up. Keuung, letting out a cute groan, she realized I was right there and quickly blushed.
I smiled at her.
"Good morning."
"G-Good morning...."
"I'll head out first."
"Uh, yeah."
Leaving the room, I took care of business in the bathroom, did a light wash-up, then went to the living room. It was early morning, but for martial artists, it was the natural time to rise.
The other beastkin seemed the same, as everyone except me was already gathered in the living room. I gave a light greeting.
"Good morning."
"...Good morning."
"Ah, oppa... Yeah. Good morning."
Hoyeon and Ho-yang were acting weird. Both had flushed faces and averted their eyes. Hard to believe they were the same people who'd boldly snuck into my room last night.
The other two seemed to notice their oddness too, as Sa-young snorted and said to Ho-yang,
"Hey, you sick or something? What's with the sudden ladylike act...."
"...Shut up. I'll kill you."
"Whoa whoa, what's really up?"
Passing by Ho-yang, who glared at Sa-young with intense killing intent, I made eye contact with Hoyeon. She still hadn't forgotten last night, looking at me apologetically.
Looking nonchalantly at Nam-woong and Hoyeon, I lightly stretched.
"Morning exercise, everyone?"
"You think that body can keep up with us?"
"Not too intense first thing in the morning, right? Pre-breakfast, so let's go light."
Pleading softly with Nam-woong, who was trying to intimidate me, I started morning exercise with Eunha, who'd come to the living room shortly after.
Sure enough, no matter the leveling system, I couldn't match beastkin physical abilities, and I was wiped out after just an hour.