The Warmth of Morning
A considerable time had passed since the air itself had changed.
The forest creatures that had been moving so cautiously were finally reaching their limits. They still managed to catch and devour the occasional foreign lifeform that wandered out, but even that supply was about to run dry.
"Kai…sent…kya~♡"
"Mm-hmm♡ I love you too, Kaisent♡"
"Will you make just one promise with your big sister?"
"Absolutely never hold any other women besides our family."
"Why? Mmm~ I'll tell you when you're a little bigger♡"
"Ah……."
The childhood promise he had made with his big sister rose from the dream, and Kaisent woke to a pleasant warmth. The soft, cozy sensation against his face felt so good it bordered on longing before he could even decide whether he liked it.
Looking up, he found Dang Seol-yeong sleeping contentedly with his face nestled between her breasts. The woman who had always given the impression of silently doing only what she must was smiling even in her sleep—proof that her happiness had broken every limit.
Come to think of it… I did that to Noona…
After first violating her mouth, he had declared he would impregnate her with his child and ravished her the entire day. Exhausted, they had fallen asleep still embracing each other after transforming Mingming into a sleeping bag.
With reason and memory restored, Kaisent's already pale face turned even whiter.
What have I done?
The moment her skin had touched his, his lower body had begun to throb. Unable to endure it, he had taken out his cock and violated Dang Seol-yeong. It was something he would never have done under normal circumstances; Kaisent had always lacked the courage for such acts. His brothers supposedly freely molested the family maids, yet Kaisent could not bring himself to treat even the most obedient ones roughly.
"Mmm……."
"!!"
At that moment Dang Seol-yeong felt his fidgeting and woke.
"……."
"……."
Their eyes met. Kaisent tensed, certain she would scold him severely—
"Did you sleep well……?"
"Y-yes. Yes."
"I slept well too……. So refreshingly that it might be the first time in my life……. Mmm~♡"
She pulled him deeper into her embrace and let out a soft, pleased sound.
I never knew sleeping skin to skin with another person could feel this happy, this good.
She had no memories from before becoming a poison master. In her entire life, this was the first time she had ever slept pressed against another human being.
Such a small child, yet warmth spreads through my whole body. Who would have thought the heat shared through touching skin could feel this blissful.
This kind of happiness was completely new. It was so intense she almost worried whether a being like herself was allowed to feel it. Simply pressing their skin together made even this endless forest feel like a cozy home for the two of them.
Meanwhile, buried in soft flesh by the arms that held him tight, Kaisent thought:
N-no……! It's happening again down there……!
Far more skin was touching than when he had held his big sister, and his cock began to harden once more. He tried to endure it, but the pleasure from yesterday flooded back; his erect shaft thrust up between Dang Seol-yeong's thighs.
"Kyaa♡"
Feeling the hot, hard cock against her inner thighs and the underside of her pussy, Dang Seol-yeong let out a coquettish moan as her body remembered the pleasure.
"Naughty boy……."
"I-I'm sorry, Noona……."
"You made me cry so much yesterday and still aren't satisfied……?"
"Auh……!"
She began rubbing her thighs together, frictioning the cock trapped between them. Soft thigh flesh squeezed from both sides; Kaisent buried his face in her breasts and fought the sweet pleasure racing through his shaft.
So cute♡
Yesterday he had ravaged her like a beast; now he was reacting like a boy his own age. The way he burrowed into her arms in embarrassment was so adorable that a light sadistic urge to tease him rose in her.
"Ei♡ Ei♡"
"No…Noona……! P-please…stop……!"
"Even when I begged you to stop yesterday, you didn't……?"
"I'm sorry! Auhh! Noonaaa!"
Holding him tightly, Dang Seol-yeong felt a sadistic affection at the sight of Kaisent trembling as she diligently rubbed his cock with her thighs.
I…can't……! I won't last……!
Crack!
Just as he thought he was about to disgracefully cum on her thighs, a pride he had never known surged up. He refused to simply take it.
"…Mingming. Make Noona lie down with her legs raised."
"Hm? Kya?"
The atmosphere suddenly shifted as Kaisent gave the order. Mingming undulated the floor beneath Dang Seol-yeong, spreading her legs into a U-shape and forcing her onto her back. The sleeping-bag form naturally expanded to give them more space without being told.
Whoosh!
"Ah……."
Now on her back, Dang Seol-yeong watched Kaisent spread her legs and climb atop her. She could have easily reversed the hold with her strength if she wished, yet she deliberately let her small lover pin her down.
"Looks like yesterday wasn't enough for you, Noona?"
"Hauh♡"
The pure, fragile feeling from moments ago had been nice, but this conquering atmosphere was just as good. In this moment she was not the poison master Dang Seol-yeong—only an ordinary woman.
"If you want my cock that badly!"
Schlick!
"Hhaaaaah~~♡"
Kaisent leaned his upper body forward, putting his full weight into driving his cock to the root in a single thrust. Then he spread her already U-shaped legs even wider to lock the position.
"I'll make you cry just like yesterday!"
"Kihhng♡ W-wait♡ This position♡ is dangerous♡ Ang♡ Aahaaang♡"
For the first time in her life Dang Seol-yeong was pinned in the mating press. The crushing force of Kaisent's small frame filled her with genuine crisis.
"Ei! Ei! Getting my cock angry the moment we wake up!!"
"Kyaaah♡ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah♡ C-cheating♡ This position♡ was made to make women submit♡"
Even though Kaisent was weaker and smaller, she could have easily thrown him off. But this position was dangerous. No matter how weak or small the man, once he drove his cock in and pressed down, a woman could not resist. It was a submission technique that satisfied a man's conquering lust and obscenity. The moment a woman took this position, the only remaining option was defeat.
"Don't tempt me with such a lewd body!"
"Kyahng♡ Kyakyaaang♡"
From the moment morning began, Dang Seol-yeong was being pounded in the mating press. To an outsider it would have looked like a grotesque mass of flesh bouncing up and down, but the two inside had already fallen into a world of their own. And now that her body had learned a woman's happiness, she was doomed never to defeat Kaisent for the rest of her life. That was no mere metaphor—Dang Seol-yeong herself felt it in her bones.
After finishing their morning coupling, the two finally clawed free of lust. They moistened their throats with a portable water collector and cleared their heads. Then they split a nutrition block in half, shared it, and began searching with a survival scanner for edible mushrooms and wild fruit.
Luck was with them; they found edible mushrooms and non-poisonous wild fruit, and decided to stay beneath the fruit tree for a day or two.
"Yah! Yah!"
They needed to use any free time to grow Kaisent stronger.
"The power at your fingertips has weakened! Just because you're used to it doesn't mean you can relax your body!"
"Yes, yes!"
Honestly, Kaisent could have skipped the endless repetition others needed to raise proficiency. He could copy any technique to the same level of mastery as the demonstrator after seeing it once. Even so, Dang Seol-yeong ordered him to drill the same arts over and over.
What the body knows and what the head knows are different. When this child is in danger, his body must unfold the techniques on its own. I have to engrave them that deep.
Her goal was reflexive mastery. From woman and man they returned to master and disciple, setting private feelings aside to focus on training.
Still… every time I see it, this talent leaves me speechless.
Having given her heart to Kaisent, Dang Seol-yeong taught him new techniques in place of the Linked Claw. The Linked Claw had never been valuable enough for even the closed-off Dang Clan to care about. Yesterday she might have fretted about the clan finding out; now she intended to live her whole life with her young lover and planned to teach him everything she knew without holding back.
Far superior to the Linked Claw and focused on defense was the Mountain-Back Palm Technique. And the Soul-Pursuing Flying Butterfly, which used inner energy to bend the trajectory of hidden weapons like butterflies. The Mountain-Back Palm Technique might still be excused, but the Soul-Pursuing Flying Butterfly was a secret art of the Dang Clan taught only to those chosen by the clan head. After seeing it once, Kaisent absorbed even the experience Dang Seol-yeong had accumulated over years and made it his own.
Time to begin in earnest.
"That's enough!"
"Hoo! Hah! Hoo!"
At her signal Kaisent stopped, sweating yet showing no sign of exhaustion.
Normally I'd have given up halfway from the strain. Strangely, strength keeps welling up.
He already knew the answer.
Probably the power of the heart method Father told me to learn. And…
Something else seemed to be adding to it. Besides the force flowing from the heart method, he felt another power. Yet he could not locate the source of that non-heart-method energy.
"Catch your breath for a moment……. We'll start sparring again after this……."
"Yes! Um… Noona……."
"Hm……?"
"If I win again this time… c-could you… give me a… reward……?"
Kaisent lowered his head slightly like a child caught doing something naughty and looked up at her pleadingly.
He's after my body again. But I have no intention of going easy this time.
She saw through his wicked thoughts at once, yet pretended not to notice.
This child is so timid that I have to raise his motivation even like this.
Deciding that any show of drive was better than none, she granted permission and opened a suitable distance.
"The Mountain-Back Palm Technique is the principle of striking second to seize control……. Defending against an enemy's attack is merely preparation for the counter……. I'll attack in many ways from now on; defend against them with the Mountain-Back Palm Technique……."
"Yes!"
"And if you succeed in countering me, I'll give you a reward……."
"!!"
At the word "reward," Kaisent's eyes shifted from a boy's to a man's. The look made Dang Seol-yeong's womb remember pleasure, but for the sake of his future she steeled her heart this time.
"Here I come……. Ha!"
She signaled, then swayed her upper body left and right while stepping through her footwork to close in. Tempered by real combat, Dang Seol-yeong's footwork made it seem as though several of her existed at once, concealing where the attack would come from.
Startled by the sudden multiplication of her image, Kaisent nevertheless reacted the instant he saw the strike aimed at him. She first flicked a rapid feint to dazzle his eyes, then lunged deep to seize his collar by surprise.
Thwack!
His eyes had been darting everywhere, yet Kaisent instantly distinguished the empty from the real and slapped aside the hand reaching for his collar with his palm. The Mountain-Back Palm Technique struck while creating openings; the palm strike simultaneously released a wave of energy that forcefully shoved the opponent's attack away. Of course his master knew that perfectly well.
I'll let him pile up all kinds of experience.
Kaisent was merely timid; he was a talented, clever child. He copied anything perfectly after one look and thereafter performed the technique at that same level. So Dang Seol-yeong intended to start with basic deceptions and build his experience from the ground up.
First, fear of vital points!
Guarding vitals against an enemy was obvious, yet experts knew that too, so feinting at a vital while striking elsewhere was fundamental. Dang Seol-yeong sharpened her poison-tinged, murky-green nails and aimed for Kaisent's eyes.
"Hik!?"
Terrified of the sharp nails flying at his eyes, Kaisent swung his arms to block.
"Ack!"
At the same moment she hooked his leg and toppled him.
"Fear of a vital-point attack pulled every nerve to that spot……. And because the urge to defend out of terror was so strong, your own arm blocked your vision……."
She first scolded the mistake harshly.
"Still, reacting with the Mountain-Back Palm Technique was good……. Low-level fighters forget every technique they've learned the moment fear takes hold……."
Then she praised him, balancing carrot and stick so he would not lose motivation. Even though this was the first time she had ever taught another person, she maintained such exquisite balance that she seemed to possess an unknown talent as a master.
"Get up and take your stance again……."
"Y-yes!"
The sparring resumed. This time the earlier advice had taken root; he was not swallowed by fear of a vital being targeted. Moreover he defended accurately against only the real attacks without letting his own movements block his sight.
As I thought! This child isn't merely a genius at copying!
She tried applications of what she had taught; Kaisent adapted them in his own way and still maintained stable defense. Show him one application and he grasped every related variation—a true genius.
"If you strike the opponent's muscle it's easy for them to resist! Strike the joint and you can push them away easily!"
"You don't need excessive force to deflect! Too much power only shakes your own stance! Focus on collapsing the opponent's posture!"
"Once you deflect, boldly step inside and attack the open abdomen!"
Excited by the way Kaisent absorbed everything, Dang Seol-yeong began pouring out every experience she had ever accumulated.