Heated Kisses and an S-Rank Rebuke
“Mmm, smack, slurp.”
Once the kissing started, it was hard to stop. Our lips parted, and our tongues intertwined. I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV that was distracting us.
Kim Eun-bi settled properly on top of me. My cock swelled rapidly, pressing against her crotch.
“Mmm, smack smack, slurp, slurrrp.”
In the quiet, spacious living room, only the sounds of our kissing echoed. It somehow felt even more erotic.
While kissing, Kim Eun-bi took my hand and placed it on her breast. It was a bold move, but I knew that once she started something, she was incredibly proactive—as long as she didn't hold back entirely. She was still young, though, and didn't seem great at knowing when to stop at a reasonable line.
I kneaded her breast. It was so small it didn't even fill my palm. Still, after fucking Kim Seol-bi yesterday with her ample tits, this felt plenty satisfying in its own way. Honestly, huge breasts wouldn't suit Kim Eun-bi at all. Wasn't that why girl groups were popular? A mix of unique types of beauties.
Normally, landing multiple types of women like that at once would be impossible. Unless you were some heartless playboy with no conscience or sense of responsibility. But thanks to my Unreasonable Favor, I'd basically earned that privilege.
The women had all agreed to share me. What greater luck or blessing could a man ask for?
So I could fully savor Kim Eun-bi's petite charm while fondling her modest breasts.
“Haa, ahh, hngh.”
As I started kneading her breasts more vigorously, moans spilled from her lips. She tugged up the shirt I was wearing. I raised my arms to make it easy for her to strip it off. The shirt flew to the side.
She peeled off her top too. Her small, smooth upper body came into view. She wore a cute bra, but without hesitation, she unhooked and tossed it aside.
I cupped her exposed, dainty, pretty breasts. I filled my right hand with one and sucked the cute pink nipple into my mouth.
“Smack smack.”
“Haak! Aaaah!”
Kim Eun-bi let out ragged breaths as she hugged my head tight. My hair got thoroughly mussed in her hands. After wetting and hardening the left nipple with saliva, I switched to the right. She was completely undone by my attentions.
She really had a different appeal from Kim Seol-bi or Kang A-jin. I desperately hoped Kang A-jin would finish the next talisman soon. Then, finally, I could have penetrative sex with Kim Eun-bi.
While receiving my caresses, she slowly rocked her hips. Beneath her skirt, my cock waited. Layers of fabric separated us, but we could definitely feel each other's genitals.
My fully erect cock, trapped in my pants, got massaged up and down by her hip movements.
“Haa, oppa's thing...... why is it so big?”
What could I say to a question like that?
“Why are you so cute?”
“Haaaa......”
Kim Eun-bi's hips moved more intensely. I grabbed her waist, and she started grinding her ass against me like she was riding a horse.
“Hak, ahng, hngh, haaaa!”
I was going crazy with arousal too. A dangerous feeling crept in, my heart starting to ache. Outside of a talisman barrier, Kim Eun-bi and I basically couldn't have sex. The lust we generated was that hazardous.
If I hadn't been wearing pants and underwear, or if she hadn't had her panties on, I might not have been able to hold back and just thrust in. Her actions atop me were that stimulating.
“Ugh!”
It happened in an unaware instant. I felt my underwear grow slick. I'd cum in my pants.
At the same time, Kim Eun-bi arched her back sharply, her body shuddering. She soon relaxed with a serene expression, stopping her movements and hugging me.
I knew she'd climaxed too. My underwear, soaked with cum, felt sticky, but in that moment, I didn't care. I just held her small, warm body and savored the afterglow.
Then came a sound from outside. A car pulling in, the parking gate opening.
Kim Eun-bi heard it too and looked startled. We separated our clinging bodies and hurriedly dressed. We swept the scattered popcorn back into the bowl and turned the TV on like nothing happened. The horror movie filled the screen again.
The front door opened, and Kim Seol-bi entered. Her expression was even more relaxed than when she'd left. Whatever had worried her seemed mostly resolved.
She saw us on the sofa and said, “Watching a movie?”
“Yeah, unnie.”
“Yes, Seol-bi.”
Kim Seol-bi glanced at the ghost dominating the screen and shook her head. “I can't handle stuff this scary. You two are impressive.”
It didn't seem like something an S-rank hunter would say, but at the same time, I was relieved she hadn't noticed what we'd been up to. Even if the three women had agreed to share me, seeing it firsthand wouldn't feel great.
“Hm? What's that smell?”
Kim Seol-bi wrinkled her nose slightly.
“Did the smell not air out?”
She headed to the kitchen and turned on the ventilator.
I was sure she'd caught the scent of my semen. I stood casually and said, “Come to think of it, I haven't showered since getting back. Guess I should.”
Park Hyun-jun couldn't understand it. Why had Jo Dong-geun singled him out like that? It was highly unusual.
S-rank hunters generally didn't interfere in each other's business. Unless they were sharing the fun, they never directly criticized one another. There was an unwritten rule to look the other way, even for illegal acts. It stemmed from the belief that S-ranks could do whatever they wanted.
So why......?
Park Hyun-jun knew plenty about Jo Dong-geun. His daily antics were no better than his own. He wasn't in a position to condemn Park just for taking an interest in Kim Seol-bi.
Of course, their standings differed. As much as he hated to admit it, even among S-ranks, Jo Dong-geun occupied a wholly different league. He might lead meetings or set goals, but he'd never used that to block another S-rank's actions before.
What the hell is it?
Park knew exactly what he'd done: surveillance around Kim Seol-bi's house and kidnapping the guy who seemed close to her. By his standards, it wasn't crossing any lines.
S-rank hunters couldn't seriously date civilians or lower-rank hunters anyway. How could you build a deep relationship without sex?
He'd already investigated the man by Kim Seol-bi's side. A nobody who'd worked at the Dungeon Management Office until recently, then lucked into hunter status. Sure, awakening from a regular to hunter was rare, but not worth his attention.
He figured a little intimidation would pry the guy away from her, but surprisingly, the goons he'd sent failed. Reports said some woman had helped him, using weird skills. Probably a strong hunter, he thought.
He was pissed at his subordinates for failing to ID the helper hunter, let alone handle the simple task. He was gearing up to send stronger guys this time and get it done right.
And now, out of nowhere, Jo Dong-geun was reining him in.
He couldn't just let it slide. Assuming there was a reason, he decided to confront Jo Dong-geun.
Jo Dong-geun rarely stayed home. He couldn't relax there properly. With his drug and orgy habits, he hated messing up his place. He even avoided sharing his address.
So Park headed to a hotel—the spot Jo Dong-geun had texted after Park messaged that he had something to say.
Park knocked, and Jo Dong-geun opened the door. Shirtless, face flushed red, it was clear he'd already ingested a hefty dose.
“You're here? Called some girls. Wanna join?”
Park protested at his casual tone. “Hyung! What the hell? Why'd you do that?”
“Huh?”
Jo Dong-geun eyed Park, who had raised his voice. “You here to bitch at me?”
“That's not—”
“Is Kim Seol-bi the only woman in the world? Why bother chasing such a stuck-up bitch?”