Latent Awakener Choi Yunmi (7)
I gripped my cock and slowly pushed it inside Choi Yunmi.
Squelch—
"Haaah!"
Choi Yunmi wrapped her arms tightly around my back. Her moan caught my attention a bit, but it was odd that this CCTV-free space lacked soundproofing. Even if the employees heard, it wouldn't matter. Hunters' messy private lives were common knowledge.
What kept it somewhat in check was that sex with ordinary people was impossible for them. Despite all the rumors about hunters' personal lives, most civilians still dreamed of getting close to one.
What's the point of managing an image?
I thought that way. Jo Dong-geun had lived a double life, so civilians never saw his true face. But among the S-rank hunters I'd met, some were just as depraved. They didn't wear masks for the public; the social system itself packaged them to avoid backlash.
Even I, with little interest in hunters before working at the Dungeon Management Office, hadn't known how rotten their personalities could be.
Beyond that, I needed to break free from conventional thinking. I'd thought the same before kissing Choi Yunmi. My fate wouldn't let me love just one woman anyway. Better to shift my mindset toward something freer.
I slipped my hands between her thighs and pulled her body closer. The shift drove my thick cock even deeper.
"Hngh!"
With my cock buried inside, she gushed fluids. Even without mana influence, she was the type who produced a lot. If asked whether I preferred women who got super wet or drier ones, I'd pick the former.
Too little lubrication made sex painful. Insertion wasn't smooth, and it killed the pleasure. I might not have experienced that yet thanks to my special ability.
Beyond physiology, heavy arousal fluids proved how turned on she was. Satisfying a woman brought the natural pride of being a man.
Gazing at her cute face, I slowly rocked my hips. I felt my cock reshaping itself. Being our second time, the change was faster and smoother.
"Haah, this is... unreal... something like this! Haaaah!"
Choi Yunmi made sounds like yesterday's. Her life's joys had mostly been business triumphs. Earning money was intensely satisfying, incomparable to most things.
But since yesterday, she'd discovered another pleasure—one others experienced routinely. The ecstasy of sex rivaled making money. No point debating which was better.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
Once my cock fully molded to her pussy, I fucked her hard. No worry of breaking her, no matter how rough. Another perk of my ability!
She clung to me, moaning and leaking fluids nonstop. The luxury sofa soaked with our juices, but she didn't care.
For about an hour, we indulged. I came once at the end; she climaxed around five times.
"Haa, haa..."
Choi Yunmi leaned on my shoulder, breathing lightly. Her face beamed with happiness.
"Thank you, Sung-gi. For showing me something like this..."
She held my hand, fingers intertwining.
But I had something important to tell her—one she hadn't uncovered, despite her sharp info-gathering. Her attitude toward me so far proved it wasn't complete intel.
"I have something to say."
"Oh, yes!"
Business habits kicked in; my serious tone straightened her posture. She was still naked, covered in my saliva and our fluids. Seeing her serious face like that oddly stirred blood to my cock again.
But spending too much time fucking in her store wasn't ideal. I willed it down, blood flowing elsewhere. Even I found my ability amazing.
"It's a bit awkward to bring up, but..."
It was a rite of passage for women I connected with. Many were already in the same boat, and more would join. The shop's business vibe helped me explain calmly, more detailed than usual—my ability, the situation.
Choi Yunmi tried keeping a straight face but showed flickers of turmoil. Unavoidable. Learning the man she'd seen as hers had many others...
Even I'd be shocked in her shoes. What suppressed it was the near-obsessive affection from my ability.
When I finished, a faint sigh escaped her: "Haaa..."
I waited for her to process. Soon, her brightly lipsticked lips parted.
"If it's okay, shall we move to a hotel? In this state..."
I agreed. Our bodies were sweaty and sticky. We needed to clean up for a proper talk.
Choi Yunmi and I headed to a hotel as she suggested. I wondered if it'd be yesterday's, but no. She drove farther, to Seoul's outskirts.
She stayed quiet during the drive—a familiar reaction, so I did too. Instead, I pondered next steps.
Expanding into gear business. Kim Se-in wanted to grow her guild—Korea's first S-rank-led one, sure to ripple.
Everything tied back to me and the women. Then, one more thing hit me, sparked by Choi Yunmi, lingering curiosity.
"The alchemist who awakened you is in Japan?"
"Pardon?"
She startled from her thoughts but answered.
"Yes... Last trace I know ended there. But she might not be dead. I forgot her for years. Thanks to you yesterday, I realized she's a real alchemist. I saw it myself—why did I doubt blindly? Guess rationality blurred when it hit close."
"Anyone would. No follow-up after?"
I figured Choi Yunmi wouldn't stop there. Sure enough:
"When I contacted her, thinking scam, her phone was dead. But I found other hunters who'd used her awakening items. One was a Japanese conglomerate head, connected to hunters there. Chased, hard to survive. I could've helped, but she had no Korean network. I let it go. That was..."
Her face twisted, recalling. I understood—realizing a "scammer" was legit, and she'd had means to help but didn't.
"Not your fault, Yunmi. My gut says she's alive."
I squeezed her driving hand. It felt right. My surging curiosity about the alchemist? Probably a sign of new ties.
Not scientific, but my life defied science—and hunter common sense.
It eased her too.
"Yes..."