Chapter 10. Hero Couple
At some point, the air had changed. The grass grew sparse, and the dirt ground turned increasingly crumbly. The surroundings were gradually turning into desert.
"Fuck, it's already feeling hot as balls," Gid grumbled, fanning himself by grabbing the collar of his shirt with his fingers. Even the stream that might have cooled them off had veered off elsewhere. The carriage hugged as close as possible to the nearby mountains. There was at least some vegetation there, making the heat a bit more bearable. Just two days' travel in the opposite direction from the mountains, and it was all sand flats. They were starting to really feel the proximity of the desert city.
The horses pulling the carriage were useless here too. Horses were far too inefficient for crossing the desert. So, they planned to switch to "desert dogs" in the next village—special beasts bred for it. Ji-hyuk's group swapped to desert dogs there and headed toward the desert city. It took a full week more to arrive.
Yael had imagined the desert city as some stone huts built atop sand dunes. Instead, what she saw was an unexpectedly enormous metropolis.
Desert city, Kaisalbar.
Water flowing from the high mountains had swelled into a massive river cutting through the city. Lush green vegetation thrived along that lifeline crossing the desert. It was, naturally, a wondrous sight. The city walls, carved from rock hardened with red sand, gleamed with a rusty ochre hue. From afar, the city appeared red, which was why it was sometimes called the Red City.
In the city's center stood a towering white palace. That was the residence of this desert city's ruler, Sur Alidan. "Sur" meant religious leader in the desert tongue. Thus, Alidan wielded both political and religious authority, exercising absolute power here.
"Population's gotta be around two hundred thousand. One of the biggest cities on the continent."
Ah— Yael was overwhelmed by this exotic city. The scenery, the atmosphere, the people—all different. Especially the women; their sharp features made for a striking number of beauties. Their skin was boldly exposed, giving off a sexy vibe. Gid, naturally, loved it most. Desert dancers were famously beautiful across the continent. He was already grinning with excitement at the thought of fucking some.
"Fuck, this place is heaven. Heaven, I tell ya."
He shot Ji-hyuk a look that said, you're giving us free time, right? Of course, Ji-hyuk planned to. Everyone had worked hard getting here. They deserved a full day to rest.
"Can't spot you any cash, though?"
"Nah, wasn't expecting it. I'll sell my shit-stained underwear if I have to. Don't worry about me."
Gid waved it off dismissively. Grendal stared at the bald bastard like he couldn't fathom what was so great about pussy-chasing. Kayak, visiting for the first time, eyed the city with curiosity, eager to explore. But securing lodging came first. The five headed to a nearby inn.
Desert city inns differed from those elsewhere right from the vibe. They didn't sell booze or food—just beds. Meals meant heading to outside eateries. They booked just two rooms again. They'd made good money in the blood arena, but the road ahead was long; no sense wasting coin.
"Memorize the way so you don't get lost. And no causing trouble. Steer clear of anyone who looks noble. If you get in deep shit here, we're really fucked. Got it?"
"Don't worry, boss."
Gid, the shakiest, answered best. As long as he just sampled dancers without starting fights, it should be fine. The team unpacked at the inn and scattered to their own devices. Grendal stayed to guard the gear. Devoted to a life without desire, he shrugged off the novel desert city and meditated instead—inner cultivation was more urgent.
...Ji-hyuk wondered if there were any bigger weirdos. Rivaled that dick collector, Vudel.
Ji-hyuk asked the hesitant junkie TA if she'd join him sightseeing.
"...Is that okay?"
"What's the problem?"
Yael was thrilled but played it cool. She had to act like a normal teammate—at least in public. The two strolled the bustling streets leisurely. Merchants abounded, hawking exotic wares from afar with colorful patter. Ji-hyuk poked around, bought a necklace for a single silver coin, and gifted it to Yael. Her cheeks flushed noticeably.
"Oh, uh, can I... really take this...?"
"Just a gift. No big deal. It's only a silver."
He hadn't bought it expecting anything—just habit. Browsing empty-handed felt stingy. Yael fiddled with the necklace nonstop as they walked. She felt oddly elated, lips twitching upward. She fought hard not to show it. Repay him by sucking the boss's cock real good. The thought flowed naturally. No guilt anymore. Just her head—who'd know?
They looped back to the inn. Gid and Kayak weren't back. Grendal was still deep in meditation. Yael pulled a spellbook from her bag, set it on the table, and pretended to study. But her eyes stuck to one line. Her mind wandered. Ji-hyuk sat by the window, taking in the cityscape. Sunset dyed the desert city beautifully in ruddy hues.
The junkie kept stealing glances at the boss. Her throat burned; she chugged water. She'd gone long without her fix lately—antsy as hell. God, if I could just suck a dick... But sober, she couldn't say it. Drugged, maybe.
Suddenly, Ji-hyuk whipped his head toward her. Caught peeking, she slammed her gaze to the book. He stood, approached with steady steps, and plopped right beside her. His male scent nearly broke her; she almost pounced.
"Studying? In a rush?"
"...Huh? Oh, no. Not really."
"Before training, wanna run through some combat basics? Cool?"
"Yes, perfect. Teach me. I'll learn."
The junkie snapped the book shut. Sham study anyway. Absorbing his combat tips was way better.
Thus began Ji-hyuk's lecture. Yael stared piercingly at his face. Once locked, her eyes wouldn't budge. Unthinkingly, she leaned in and licked his jaw and cheek—like a dog.
...Ah, aaaah...!
Yael's eyes widened like saucers. She realized her blunder too late.
"I-I, uh, th-that..."
Her panicked eyes darted wildly. She stammered excuses, but words failed. Under his piercing stare, Yael trembled in fear. Will he ditch me? Call me a filthy slut...? There's a limit to madness. Why'd I do that...? No drugs even. Purely my fault. Couldn't control myself. Deserve the finger-pointing.
Then Ji-hyuk dropped it casually: "That thirsty to suck it?"
"...Pardon...?"
"You wanna suck my dick?"
Ah— Never dreamed such filth from the boss's mouth. But regardless..., she did. Craved it bad. Hearing it unleashed her impulse.
"Y-... Y-yes..."
Ji-hyuk sighed like it was inevitable, stood, and dropped his pants. His limp cock bobbed before her. Yael blanked.
...This easy? Suck the boss's dick, just like that?
Unconsciously, her red tongue slipped out slow. She tasted the tip.
Ah, aaaah—!
Reason snapped. She engulfed it, slurping greedily. It swelled fast. Ecstasy. She savored the dick flavor fully. This. This is it. Ah. Perfect. Finally.
Ji-hyuk gazed down mildly as she slurped away, eyes half-lidded. She treated it like hers. Her occasional peeks weren't drugged haze—they gauged him. He'd smile faintly, nod. She'd redouble, gulping deeper.
...Gotta drill magic more. Worry she'll master cocksucking instead. No fucking today—just suck. Don't wanna spoil her.
Post-suck, back to lecture. Urgent was magic combat prowess, not horniness. He wasn't some airhead forgetting goals for sex.
She slid to the floor on her knees, gripped his firm thighs from behind, bobbed fiercely. Lost in dick bliss. It truly tasted divine—that thick, musky fishiness, inexplicably delicious. Lewd drool trailed her chin, ignored. She kept sucking. Skill improved. Slurp, churp, churp— Gulp, pah—
Yael exploited her head's free swivel. Top-tier adaptability. Wish she applied this to magic. She swirled it round and round, tongue probing every crevice. Especially that coronal groove—tongue-tip circling relentlessly. Breathless, she'd pull off, lick the underside long, gaze up. Then ballsack too. She sucked the wrinkled pouch, rolling the orbs on her tongue. Where'd she learn that? Instinct? Born slut then. Never seen a chick suck balls clean and stay sane.
...Well, junkie status already precluded normalcy.
From balls back to dick. Gulping while swallowing every precum drop. Trying everything now. Ji-hyuk watched how far she'd go.
Finally, deepthroat—shoving to hilt, head pistoning. Aiming to milk a load. Tears and snot streamed, no gag, just wet squelchs grinding tip on throat walls. That frenzy convinced him; he'd cum.
She craved it desperately.
"Harder."
She paused, red-veined eyes up at him. Deep breath—then berserk bobbing. Grk, kek, krrk, guk, prhk. Tears, snot, spit endless. Wouldn't stop—like duty. Genius TA this devoted to dick... Wasn't like this before. New side discovered. Fun, after 15 loops' familiarity. Push to extremes, true nature emerges.
Reward: thick cumshot down her throat. Her head froze. She melted into the intense male taste, scent. Cum outclassed dick—thicker, muskier. Tastier. This. This. Rolled it wildly on tongue, swallowed slow—like savoring. Sucked urethra dry. Schlurp—cleaned pristine, released reluctantly. Her wrecked face screamed sex. Wanted more, obvious. But Ji-hyuk held firm.
"Done sucking? Lecture time. Sit."
Ah— Yael near-mad with want. Cunt already leaking.
"Wh-what about... my, uh, pussy...?"
"Pussy" slipped shameless. That desperate.
"Today's done. Magic first, right?"
"Y-yes... Sorry."
She sat reluctantly. Body still burned. His words barely registered.
"Yael."
"Yes."
"Focus. No drugs, and you're like this? Gonna disappoint me?"
-_-!! She shook her head wildly.
"No! I'm fine. Totally normal."
"Listen properly. Don't forget your goal."
"Yes, got it."
She strove to revert to competent TA. Outwardly, at least.
...Inside still blazed. Focus. Don't let boss down. She crammed his words in. Managed some grasp.
"That's it for today. I'll lecture spare moments. No complex theory—just key situational stuff."
"...Yes. I'll master it."
"Good."
My pussy now? My turn? Gonna fuck me?
Ji-hyuk eyed the darkening window.
"Bedtime. Lights out."
...Huh?
"Gonna check on the guys."
He rose. Ah— But Yael couldn't grab him as he left.
Gid returned early evening, grinning like he'd feasted on dancer pussy.
"Heyyy, bossss~."
Voice all syrupy. Ji-hyuk smirked wryly.
"How was it?"
"Man, lives up to the hype. Pretty faces mean tasty pussies, no lie."
He plopped beside, chuckling slyly.
"But... you two do the deed while we were out?"
Right fist tapped left palm—fucked her good?
"Nah."
"C'mon, boss, bad timing. Do it now. ...And keep it quiet tonight."
Tch— They chuckled lightly.
"Oh yeah, heard the rumor?"
Baldy snapped fingers, remembering.
"What rumor?"
"Some Sur-whatever's hosting a big tourney soon."
"...Tourney?"
Ji-hyuk vaguely recalled.
"To pick true warriors. Not important... Guess the prize?"
Ah.
"His daughter. Suin half-breed or something."
Now he remembered. That hero couple.
