The Poison Master's Embrace
The moment Dang Seol-yeong realized her poison had no effect on Kaisent, the first thing she did was let out a long breath of relief.
"Kaisent… may I ask you just one thing…?"
"What is it?"
"How did you push my Linked Palm Technique back earlier…?"
"That? Your Linked Palm is more polished than mine, so I just watched yours and copied it."
"……."
Anyone else and she would have dismissed it as nonsense. But with Kaisent, it was entirely possible.
I knew his talent was extraordinary, but to grow by watching someone else's martial arts in the middle of a real fight…
His level had jumped so suddenly that her offense—calibrated for a gifted beginner—had no choice but to be driven back.
If he ever gains even a little room to observe his opponent's attacks, no one will be able to beat this child.
Dang Seol-yeong scolded herself for having measured his talent by ordinary standards, yet she found herself wondering how far the boy would grow if he sparred against countless martial artists.
"Um…"
"Hm?"
"So… what happens to our match now?"
"Ah…"
She had made such a fuss that Kaisent's concentration had broken. No—he had already stripped her gloves off with pure skill. That was far harder than simply grabbing a sleeve.
She could have nitpicked and claimed it wasn't the hem of her clothes… but she couldn't bring herself to.
"……."
Kaisent looked up at her with a mixture of hope and anxiety that was impossible to refuse. There was something pitifully endearing about him.
"All right. I'll grant you one wish…"
"Yay! Yes!"
Kaisent bounced in place, cheering.
"But like I said before, it has to be something I can do right now…"
"Yes, I know!"
"Then tell me…"
What wish could this adorable child have wanted so badly that he had forced himself through a sparring match he was clearly afraid of?
Half anticipation, half worry, Dang Seol-yeong waited. Even so, the smile he showed her made every hardship feel worthwhile.
"I… I want to hug you, Noona!"
"……. Huh…?"
The wish was so far beyond anything she had imagined that her mind went blank; she answered a beat late.
"…I did say I'd grant a wish, so I don't mind… but may I ask why you wanted that…?"
"I… well… at home I used to hug my noonas all the time… but here I can't… so it feels empty, I guess…"
Even Kaisent seemed aware he was acting spoiled. His face flushed as he turned his head away and forced the words out.
Ordinarily she would have refused because of her poison qi. But the earlier incident had proven he was immune to all poisons, so it no longer mattered.
But he wants to hug me…
Everyone who knew her wrinkled their noses and tried to keep their distance. Even the people of the Dang Clan, who could no longer endure her poison qi, were among them.
That this boy wanted to embrace someone like her made her chest flutter.
With a child this cute…!
He looked like a small, adorable doll, and even his voice and mannerisms were so sweet she could die. When such a precious little creature asked of his own free will to be held, happiness crashed through her limit and left her dizzy for the first time in her life.
"Like… this…?"
Dang Seol-yeong opened her arms awkwardly, ready to receive him.
"Mm… Noona, I'm sorry, but… could you take that off too?"
"This…?"
"If you keep that thick coat on, even if I hug you it won't feel like a real hug…"
He looked up at her with guilty eyes that silently pleaded, Isn't there any way…?
Those eyes conquered her. Since her poison didn't work on him anyway, she decided it was fine and removed the coat that had been sealing her toxic energy.
The moment the always-loose, heavy outer garment came off, a black, thin martial outfit suited for night activity was revealed. The unusual part was that the top covered only her breasts, and the bottom was shaped almost like modern hot pants.
In other words, everything except her chest and hips was bare, skin fully exposed. She wore it because poison qi also seeped from her body itself, making it advantageous when attacking enemies.
"Noonaaa!"
At the sight of so much bare skin, Kaisent charged forward and threw his arms around her.
"Ahn!"
The instant he wrapped himself around her body, a pleasant tingle shot through Dang Seol-yeong and a soft moan slipped out. Especially the sensation of Kaisent's face burying itself between her breasts—she was a little over 168 cm, he around 145—was the most electrifying of all.
"Noona, you smell nice."
"W-wait… don't… sniff…!"
She could feel every strong inhale and exhale of his nose pressed deep between her breasts. The same poison qi that made others cough blood from all seven orifices was, to Kaisent, nothing more than a fragrant scent belonging to a kind noona.
The problem was that the raw, animal act of smelling another person's body odor made Dang Seol-yeong burn with embarrassment.
Th-this… is somehow… dangerous…!
She had never known how powerful skinship between people could be.
—Listen well, kids. Among expressions of affection between men and women, the most effective is skinship. No matter how sweetly you dress up the words "I love you," nothing can beat the sense of security that comes from pressing flesh to flesh and sharing body heat. Especially you who also carry dragon traits—the warmth you feel when people hold each other will be even more special.
Just as his father had said, Kaisent pressed himself even closer, seeking the soft warmth of Dang Seol-yeong's skin.
Ssssk—
"Hnnngh…♡"
When he locked both arms around her waist the way he always did with his noonas, Dang Seol-yeong felt pleasure for the first time in her life and began to tremble.
I… can't hold back… the moans…♡
In the process of becoming a poison master she had endured torture-like agony. Even in real combat, when an opponent's strike slammed into her organs, the most she ever uttered was a quiet "ugh."
Yet every time Kaisent squeezed her, she could not suppress the sounds.
"Haa~ so warm~"
As mentioned, Kaisent had inherited dragon blood and loved warmth. The warmth he loved most of all was the kind that came from skinship.
But the boy still did not understand what it meant that he had inherited his father's blood so strongly.
Throb! Throb!
My lower belly… is throbbing…?
Through the skinship with Kaisent, Dang Seol-yeong felt an unprecedented sensation in her lower abdomen—more precisely, in her womb.
"Nngh~~♡"
"W-wait a second… don't push… kyaa!"
Unaware of her condition, Kaisent only wanted to feel that soft warmth more intensely and shoved his face harder into her breasts. Strength drained from her legs and waist under the throbbing of her womb; she collapsed under his weight.
No… if I let this child lead me any further…
"Noona… Noonaaa…"
"Nnh…"
She steeled herself and tried to push him away, but Kaisent, perhaps remembering the embraces with his noonas, whined in a slightly tearful voice.
Thump— thump— thump—
This adorable child was clinging to her as if seeking refuge.
Too cute♡
One look at Kaisent's teary face erased the option of pushing him away. Maternal instinct boiled up for reasons she could not name, and she accepted the embrace.
That choice became the starting point that would change the relationship between the two of them.
A noona's scent that isn't my noonas or my moms… it feels good…
Hugging a woman who was not family for the first time, Kaisent began to feel emotions different from usual.
"Auw…"
"Kaisent…?"
"N-Noona…"
"What's wrong…?"
"My… lower part feels weird… It hurts…"
"Hurts? Where?"
Alarmed by his sudden complaint of pain, Dang Seol-yeong sat him down for a moment and checked his condition.
"Ugh! I can't take it!"
Unable to endure the pain below, Kaisent grabbed the seam of his pants at the crotch and yanked it open with force.
Just as Dang Seol-yeong lowered her face to examine him—
Shuuuuk—!
"!!"
What sprang free from inside the pants was an aberrant male organ roughly twenty centimeters long, so vividly red it looked ready to burst with blood at a single poke.
The word "aberrant" was deliberate: it was not covered in ordinary human skin. Fine transparent scales were visible only on close inspection, irregular nubs jutted out as if randomly embedded, there was no glans, the whole shaft was one solid piece, and the urethral opening was sunken inward.
Dang Seol-yeong dodged the sudden appearance with a martial artist's instinct. The problem was that, without thinking, her breathing changed for a counterattack and she drew in a deep breath.
Piiing—
"Haah…!"
Having inhaled the scent of Kaisent's cock at close range, her chest began to pound madly and she realized the throbbing in her womb had spread all the way to her sex.
Th-this is… an aphrodisiac…?
It would not kill, but it was still a poison—an aphrodisiac, without doubt.
Why…?
Her questions were twofold. First, why did Kaisent's male organ carry the effect of an aphrodisiac? Second, why had she, of all people, fallen to something so low-grade?
For someone immune to all poisons to be affected by a cheap aphrodisiac was impossible. Yet whether she believed it or not, Dang Seol-yeong had already been hit; her body entered a state of arousal.
"Hah! Hahk! Hoo…! Hnn!"
She tried to circulate her breath and expel the aphrodisiac energy that had entered her. But instead of being driven out, the energy spread into every corner of her body.
Whoosh~
"Hahk!"
A slightly strong breeze swept over her; every patch of skin the wind touched flooded with pleasure and she shuddered violently.
"N-Noona…"
Watching Dang Seol-yeong sweat and pant in pleasure, Kaisent awakened to sex for the first time. The lust that had been sleeping until now stirred, and a portion of the genetic power inherited from his father awakened.
"Noona, Noona! Noonaaa!"
"W-wait…! Stop! Aah!"
Even without anyone teaching him, instinct told him exactly what to do. Kaisent pounced and pinned her down. She tried to shove his body off and restrain him, but—
"Hmp!? Gbuuuk!"
Faster than a martial artist like Dang Seol-yeong could react, Kaisent drove his cock straight into her mouth.
"I'm sorry, Noona! But every time I look at your lips they're so pretty! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Nngbup! Ungguuuk!!"
Straddling her face with his cock buried inside, Kaisent grabbed her head and slammed his hips down hard. The boy with a cock far too large for his age pistoned so fiercely that his thighs smacked against her face.
M-my throat…! It hurts…!
Every time the cock stabbed her throat and forced it open, Dang Seol-yeong writhed in agony.
I… can't put any strength…!
Worse, it felt as if her muscles had gone completely slack; she could not generate proper force. She had no choice but to take the rough lust of a boy who had just discovered sex straight down her throat.
Chupak-chupak-chupak-chupak-chupak!
"Aaaah! Noona's throat-pussy is squeezing so tight and chewy! I've never felt anything like this!"
"Uub! Chubuup! Nngoooh!"
Dang Seol-yeong's mixed moans of pain and cock-swallowing echoed through the forest. Kaisent mercilessly fucked her mouth-pussy, savoring the electric pleasure racing through his shaft.
"I stole Noona's first kiss with my cock! You like kissing my cock too, right? Right?!"
Pleasure from stabbing her throat short-circuited his reason; Kaisent spewed whatever surface-level lines his brain could produce without knowing what he was saying.
Buried between his thighs, Dang Seol-yeong flailed her arms and legs in resistance as the virgin cock violated the virgin depths of her throat.
"Obooooh! Kubup! Nngbeut! Bbup! Ukkuuuk!"
Looking down between his own legs, Kaisent's eyes widened; the sight of Dang Seol-yeong suffering made his cock grow even harder.
The quiet, gloomy-looking noona who was actually kind and gentle. The benefactor who had protected him from danger and even trained him. The thought that he was tormenting that noona with his cock poured more power into his shaft.
"Auk! Noona! S-something's coming out! I'm gonna cum! I can cum, right?!"
"Ubuuk! Uuuuuk!"
Whatever she might have said, Kaisent was filled only with the desire to piss something into that good hole. He seized her head and drove his hips in with all his strength.
Thwack!
Gulug! Gulug! Guluuuluuluk!
His thighs slapped her face as he buried himself to the root. Kaisent's semen shot straight down the back of her throat.
"Kubuuuuuk!! Gulug! Grrrk!"
The sensation of scalding semen blasting directly through her throat made Dang Seol-yeong's legs stretch out in a diagonal line. The cock plugged her throat so completely that nausea rose, but the worse problem was that she could not breathe; her face turned from blue to purple.
Guluuk! Gulug! Chuuu-pok—
"Haa… haa… haa…!"
"Kahk! Kehek! Cough! Cough!"
Having emptied a full load of virgin cum, Kaisent seemed to regain a little of his senses and pulled his cock out of her mouth.
"Ah… aah…? Did I…?"
What the now-lucid Kaisent saw was Dang Seol-yeong roughly vomiting semen and suffering.
"Ngh!"
Yet the moment he looked at her face, the cock that had begun to soften and shrink sprang back to full hardness.
Her lips were a mess of cum and drool, his pubic hair still stuck to the corners of her mouth as she gasped.
This isn't enough!
Her mouth-pussy had felt good, but her skill was low. He needed a better hole—a hole that would let him cum even more deliciously.
Kaisent's eyes traveled down Dang Seol-yeong's long, well-proportioned body and locked onto the space between her legs.