Chapter 261
Chapter 261
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: A Fine Line
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"..."
"Ugh... Hnng..."
A moonlit night.
-Tremble...
Panting breaths and a body quivering in the afterglow.
The most beautiful human she had ever seen in her long years lay sprawled across the bed, drenched in sweat with her clothes in disarray.
Her body twitched now and then from the lingering waves of pleasure, accompanied by erotic moans that formed a masterpiece of beauty any woman would respond to.
And yet, she couldn't bring herself to admire the sight, covering her face with her hands.
.........I screwed up.
-Squelch.
"Hngk?!"
What jolted her consciousness back from wherever it had been locked away was the sharp pain surging up from her lower body.
Something hot and rigid piercing through her.
"Hngh..."
Yet amid the pain, fragments of pleasure spread from her secret place throughout her entire body.
-Thud.
Her body, crumbling under the intense sensation she'd never experienced in her long life, barely managed to press her palms against the sheets, avoiding crushing the person beneath her.
-Tremble... tremble...
"Nn..."
I mustn't wake him.
If she woke this guy leaking those lewd moans from below her right now, it would all be over.
He was the type who slept deeply once out, but squashing him like this would probably wake him up with high certainty.
-Slosh.
'This useless lump of fat...'
Even amid it all, the cumbersome weights on her chest were sagging downward, inches from brushing his face.
Those pointless things were so oversized they were nothing but a nuisance, often making her wish they were gone entirely.
Just a slight shift in posture would be more than enough to drag his barely hanging consciousness fully awake.
'Still... I can still fix this.'
-Tremble... tremble...
If she carefully withdrew the penis without stimulating him too much and cleaned everything up neatly, she could salvage the situation for now.
She hadn't received his essence yet, after all.
No matter how this looked, it wasn't irreversible yet—but if it went any further, it truly would be.
She could figure out what to do next once she escaped this predicament...
"Haaa..."
-Twitch... twitch...
Enduring the pleasure radiating from her core, she slowly lifted her hips.
But there was something she didn't realize.
Her body, already dominated by her heat cycle, was craving the man inside her regardless of her conscious will.
The instinctive, unrestrained gluttony of a gumiho for a man's essence was far too much for a fragile boy with no experience with women to withstand.
And as the gumiho lifted her hips, oblivious to the penis inside her already reaching its limit...
-Spluuurt! Spluuuurt!!
"?!"
She had no choice but to tremble as an overwhelming surge of yang energy filled her without warning.
"...Ngh! ...Nngh!"
-Twitch! Twitch!
No woman could stay unmoved while being filled with a man's seed deep inside—but this body was even more sensitive.
A true gumiho should have devoured countless essences over nearly a millennium, yet she'd suppressed even her heat out of disinterest, leaving her utterly helpless against this sudden torrent.
'What kind of yang energy is this...!'
And in truth, his yang was far from ordinary.
How could such ferocious energy be hidden in that frail body?
She'd never taken a man before, but even she could tell at a glance it was abnormal.
-Twitch! Twitch!
"Nngh..."
It was humiliating.
After enduring for so long, refusing to debase herself like other yokos by greedily devouring others' essence, how could she end up like this after not even twenty years?
And not through seduction or built affection, but assaulting a defenseless boy she'd picked up to heal him while he slept—this was maddeningly shameful.
But what drove her even madder...
-Squelch.
Was that her body wasn't rejecting the essence obtained in such a shameful way—instead devouring it greedily like a starving vagrant.
And the pleasure from that essence, absorbed against her will and coursing through her, was unbearably sweet.
'...What am I supposed to do now.'
If she was that starved for pleasure, she could have just masturbated alone.
Why did this damned body only partially regain consciousness after craving him like this?
It shouldn't have happened at all—or at least waited until everything was done.
No matter how deeply he slept, something like this would wake anyone.
'...'
How could she even explain this?
No excuse came to mind.
This was unmistakably her, the master, forcing herself on her disciple while he slept.
Considering what he'd said before, with his history of nearly suffering brutal assaults in back alleys, this might leave him with irreparable trauma.
'...Right. Taking in a human as a monster was the mistake from the start.'
How could a monster possibly fill a human's role?
With that thought, her strength gave out; she rose from the position crushing him, freeing him at last.
Dreading whatever expression he might have.
But...
'...?'
"Zzz..."
Contrary to her fears, his sleep was deeper than expected.
"Yaaawn... Good morning, Master."
"..."
"You're up early today. Usually, I wake first and stay cuddled up for a while."
"I... had some business, so I woke a bit early."
"Wait just a moment. I'll wash my face quick and prepare breakfast..."
-Plop.
"Ah?"
-Twitch!
Seeing him try to rise as usual only for his legs to give out and send him crumpling back down made memories of the night flood back, her body twitching in response.
"Wh-what's wrong? My body's got no strength..."
"The, the treatment process must have consumed all your energy fighting the illness. Y-you'll probably be weak for today, so lie down and rest."
"But I have to prepare breakfast..."
"What do you take your master for? I can handle that much."
No matter how strong his yang, having it sucked dry by a gumiho would leave him drained for a while.
If it had been just once, maybe—but she'd drained nearly all of it...
'...Who'd expect him to be that weakened.'
During cleanup, another mishap occurred; exposed to his essence again, her suppressed instincts overtook her once more, and she only came to after it was all over.
...Honestly, she still doubted he'd truly slept through all that commotion...
"M-my body has zero strength. It's like I starved for days..."
...If those pure, teary eyes were an act, she'd throw in the towel right there.
At that level, he'd be the gumiho, not her.
"It's only natural. Think of it as proof your body's recovering."
"R-really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
For some reason, saying it stirred a conscience she hadn't felt in ages.
"But Master, are you feeling unwell? You're stuttering more than usual today..."
"Q-quiet. Just lie there obediently."
To avoid him noticing anything odd from moving more, she forcibly tucked him back into bed and prepared a simple breakfast.
'...Sigh.'
Judging by his reactions, he truly seemed unaware of what happened last night.
Was he just that purely oblivious?
Or did he simply trust his master wouldn't do anything strange while he slept?
...Either way, a pang twisted in her chest.
She'd agonized all night, but in the end, pretending nothing happened was her only option.
There was nothing else she could do.
She couldn't very well say, "I ravished your body while you slept, so be my sex slave in return."
His reaction didn't matter—it would all be a problem.
Beautiful as he appeared, his essence was human.
She could only watch him age and wither alone while remaining forever unchanged.
Even with his potent yang, living with a gumiho would eventually drain him dry—or at best, shorten his life drastically.
'Humans are beautiful when they grow old together, watching each other's decline...'
Monsters couldn't live with humans.
The tales of beautiful human-monster loves were possible only in stories, not reality.
...She couldn't even promise to love a child born of a human, either.
She could shelter him until he could stand alone, but anything more would harm them both.
'...Anyway, it won't happen again.'
Her heat had subsided now—no more such accidents.
She'd help him recover his qi for the time being, then resume their usual routine as if nothing had changed.
...There'd be nothing more regrettable than a monster twisting the bright future of such a promising boy.