An S-Rank Hunter in My Bed
“Um, sorry, but why exactly did you come to see me...?”
I asked, staring at Kim Seol-bi sitting on my bed. Good lord. Even from her YouTube videos, I'd sensed it, but S-rank hunters were insanely beautiful up close.
Objectively speaking, plenty of women probably had looks on par with hers. But when you added the aura of an S-rank hunter to her naturally pretty features, it was like she was sparkling—literally glowing. No amount of makeup or fancy clothes could fake that unique vibe.
And now, such a woman had shown up out of nowhere and was sitting on my bed. Who wouldn't wonder how the hell this happened?
“Well, it's...” Kim Seol-bi rubbed her neck. Even that casual gesture was dripping with sexiness. Probably not intentional—just a meaningless habit—but still.
I felt the boredom and lethargy I'd been wallowing in alone just moments ago vanish in an instant.
She rolled her eyes, seemingly lost in thought, then spoke up. “Could I get something to drink? My throat's parched—I rushed over here.”
“Pardon? You rushed?”
“Oh, no, I mean... it's just hot today...”
“Ah, got it.”
Truth be told, the weather was actually chilly. Did S-rank hunters perceive temperature differently? Anyway, I asked her, “I've only got milk and water. That okay?”
“Yes. Water... no, milk please.”
I grabbed the milk from the fridge and poured it into a glass. Being a one-room studio, we were in each other's line of sight no matter what. I could feel her sticky gaze boring into my back.
No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn't figure out why Kim Seol-bi had come to see me. Had I done something wrong? Obviously, I wasn't in any position to get requests from an S-rank hunter.
I brought the milk over to her. “Here.”
She took the glass from me—and at that moment, “Ah!”
Kim Seol-bi flinched. Her fingers had brushed mine as they wrapped around the cup—skin contact.
“S-sorry!”
Even indirect as it was, touching skin with a female S-rank hunter felt amazing. But she seemed startled, so I apologized without thinking.
“It's fine...”
Kim Seol-bi bowed her head. After a few seconds of awkward silence, she took a sip of the milk to break the tension.
Drip, drip— “Heuk!”
I let out a guttural sound before I could stop myself. White milk trickled from the corner of her mouth like a kid who'd messed up, sliding down her chin and neck, soaking into her clothes.
How to describe it? Utterly seductive. It was the kind of scene straight out of a third-rate porno, but coming from an S-rank hunter, it hit different. I wanted to pounce on her right then and lick the milk off her face and nape.
“Ah!”
Kim Seol-bi looked down at her clothes. Even a simple design looked like luxury wear on an S-rank hunter. I quickly grabbed a towel and held it out.
“Here, wipe it off.”
“No...”
She swallowed hard, exposing her long neck as she said, “Sung-gi, would you wipe it for me?”
“Pardon...?”
Her eyes burned with heat. What the hell was going on? I told myself it couldn't be real, glancing around for hidden cameras.
Screw it. Even if it was a prank show, when else would I get a chance to wipe milk off Kim Seol-bi's neck?
I gulped dryly and dabbed the towel on her face. Indirect contact again—even less than our fingers brushing earlier. But my heart was pounding.
An S-rank hunter in my room. Me, wiping her face. Who could've imagined this?
The towel slid from her chin down her neck. Her sharp V-line jaw and slender neck were insanely sexy. Flawless skin, straight out of an S-rank dream.
“Haaa...”
It felt like the air around us was warping. In the thick, suffocating atmosphere, Kim Seol-bi whispered, “Sung-gi, don't you feel something?”
I hurriedly clamped my legs together, using the towel to cover my crotch. Truth be told, I was well-endowed down there. When erect, it showed even through pants. And in these loose training shorts? Even more obvious.
No wonder they'd called me “Rock-Hard Sung-gi” back in school.
“Ah...”
Kim Seol-bi exhaled hotly at my reaction. “It's okay. More importantly...”
She grabbed my hand, pulling it to her chest as she said, “This got wet too. Would you wipe here?”
“...”
Her full, plush breasts. It felt like my palm was sinking into a cloud.
What is this? Didn't matter. I just prayed this wasn't some fake setup.
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“Haaa...”
Kim Seol-bi's heart felt like it might burst. Just the touch of Kang Sung-gi's hand made her feel this good. It was like receiving a buff from another S-rank or downing a multi-billion-won item.
No—even better. Just pressing on her breasts like this, and if they actually had sex... Her head spun at the mere thought.
Truthfully, asking for milk instead of water had been deliberate. Back when she'd acted in dramas, she'd done a similar scene: her character spilling milk down her chin, arousing the male lead. It hadn't gone full explicit since it was TV, but she'd learned that such actions could make her look seductive to men.
She'd come here on impulse, without any prepared explanation. When Kang Sung-gi asked why, she had nothing to say.
But arriving here confirmed it. Kang Sung-gi was a treasure to her. Having connected with him, she couldn't let go—no matter what.
Kim Seol-bi guided his hand to knead her breast. Fifty thousand won for the sweater? She didn't care if it got ruined. Wiping milk wasn't the point anyway.
She wanted to seduce him. Kang Sung-gi—this man.
Her eyes flicked to his lower body. His frantic towel-covering earlier had been telling. Normal guys didn't react like that.
There was definitely a secret down there. What could it be? Kang Sung-gi's secret...
Looking at his crotch, Kim Seol-bi was stunned. It was bulging noticeably.
That thing...
She knew what hung between a man's legs. But it didn't usually protrude like that through pants. And it seemed to throb in time with her kneading—pulsing.
No, definitely. At this range, her dynamic vision wouldn't miss such slow movements.
“Hey...”
She looked up at his face. It was completely slack. Adorably so.
“Yes?”
Startled, he replied. She asked, “Are you...”
Kim Seol-bi slipped her right foot between his legs, feeling the heavy weight rest on her instep as she said, “...erect right now?”
“Ah! What? I-I mean!”
Kang Sung-gi flailed in panic. He tried to pull his hand from her breast, but she gripped it tight. No regular awakener could overpower an S-rank hunter.
“S-sorry!”
As he shouted his apology, Kim Seol-bi chuckled. “Hee hee hee.”
“It's fine. Means you're healthy. You got hard looking at me—I'm flattered, actually.”
“Pardon...?”
She released his hand. Thud. He'd been pulling hard, so he toppled backward, landing on his butt.
“Oh dear! You okay?”
“Yeah.”
Kim Seol-bi stood, crossing her arms over her chest in an X and yanking the sweater up and off. Her smooth abdomen and voluptuous breasts were bared.
Just his gaze made her core heat up fiercely.
Tossing the sweater aside, she smiled. “Sung-gi, wanna do something fun with me?”
“F-fun...?”
She climbed onto the bed, writhing languidly on sheets soaked in his scent. “I'm new to this, so I might not be great. But... I want to do it with you, Sung-gi.”
“Do what... exactly?”
“What else~~”
Her voice dripped with burning desire. “Sex, obviously.”
“S-sex?!”
This isn't why I came...
Kim Seol-bi knew something was wrong with her. But she couldn't suppress the craving.