Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Shall I Grab It?
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-Rustle rustle
"...Haa..."
Half-lidded eyes.
And pupils glistening with moisture.
The way he sighed like that carried a strangely erotic air.
I met his gaze and froze solid, unable to muster any response.
"C-c-calm down. This is an unavoidable situation... to heal you..."
I barely managed to move my trembling lips and start making excuses.
Even as I spoke, I didn't expect him to stay quiet.
He'd woken up to find himself being raped by the woman he usually traveled with. There was no way he'd just take that lying down.
I bit my lip, bracing for the moment he'd lash out.
He reached a hand toward my face.
Thinking he meant to shove me off or slap me, I squeezed my eyes shut.
"..."
"Huh...?"
Instead, he gently stroked my hair.
Saying nothing, eyes half-open with a faint smile, he ran his fingers through my locks—and my heart began to pound.
While I sat there blushing in silence, he started subtly shifting his hips beneath me.
-Squelch
"Hng?!"
He drove his manhood even deeper, farther than I'd thought possible.
Caught off guard by the unexpected sensation, his hand seized mine and yanked me toward him.
I couldn't resist being pulled in. Before I could crush him beneath me, I braced my arm against the floor.
"Wh-what is this..."
I couldn't comprehend what he was doing.
I'd expected him to thrash around in resistance, or at least hurl curses at me. But this? It almost felt like he was helping.
I'd assumed he harbored bad memories about women because of my worthless disciple. This situation left me utterly perplexed.
From my perspective—needing to make him climax quickly and transfer my energy—the more he cooperated, the better, of course...
"W-wait a moment! What are you doing?!"
With my upper body bent forward, my breasts had sagged downward, and he began fondling them.
-Squish squish
"Th-this is a healing procedure, not copulation, so you don't need to move..."
-Pinch
"Hng...!"
His touch was skilled.
These uselessly large breasts that had only gotten in the way during training were now molding freely under his fingertips.
Whenever he pinched a nipple, I had no choice but to bite my lip and stifle a moan.
"Haa... haa..."
A bizarre sensation unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I poured more strength into my braced arm to keep from collapsing.
-Chup
"?!"
He latched his mouth onto my nipple.
"S-sucking won't make milk come out... niigh...!"
Like a baby demanding milk, he clung to my breast and teased the nipple.
-Lick lick
"Licking won't make it come out...!"
The tip of his tongue gently stimulated the bud.
As it moved, my nipple shifted directions, delivering a ticklish wave of pleasure.
"Hng..."
I twisted my body to pull my mouth away, but he grabbed my jiggling breasts and kept teasing with his tongue tip. My pussy, wrapped around his cock, began to twitch.
A subtle pleasure was building, giving rise to an odd sensation.
Different from cultivating martial arts, yet something massive was surging toward me.
A dizzying ecstasy ready to crash over me all at once and scramble my mind.
I clenched my eyes shut, steeling myself for the approaching peak.
-Pop
"Ah...?"
At the perfect moment, he released my nipple from his mouth.
My body had been burning for ages, but without that final push to climax, I floundered in confusion as the heat slowly faded.
"..."
I'd missed the peak entirely, left with this frustratingly half-aroused body, staring at him in vain.
I couldn't fathom why he was doing this.
"Haa... haa..."
I wiped the drool trickling from my lips with my hand and gazed straight at him. He wore the same smile as before.
As I stared into his moist eyes, I saw his body twitch again.
Wondering what he'd try next, I decided to let it play out. I shifted one leg aside, away from mine.
Then, like some gymnastic maneuver, he lifted it up and positioned it alongside me.
"...Want to grab it?"
The first words from him that weren't a sigh since he'd woken.
I couldn't grasp the meaning right away.
"...Grab your leg?"
-Nod
Instead of replying, he nodded.
"But what for...? There's nowhere to use it in this position."
No way he needed this precarious brace for support.
"It'll feel good...?"
"...What do you even...?"
"Grab my leg, pull it, and let your pussy devour my cock all the way to the depths... Don't you want that intense fuck?"
"..."
Those crass words, unimaginable from his delicate features, left me speechless for a moment.
A few terms I didn't even recognize, but the context made their meaning crystal clear.
"Such a..."
"You stopped right before climax, so you're frustrated now... You don't have to hold back...?"
My bitten lip trembled as his pale leg loomed beside me.
"If you cum like this... it'll definitely feel amazing...?"
-Thrust
That was my limit.
"Haa... haa..."
One hand seized his leg. I straightened my bent upper body.
Pulling his leg as he'd suggested, I felt his already-deep cock plunge to its absolute limit inside me.
"Wh-where did you learn something like this...!"
"Ehehe..."
This was way off my original plan.
I'd intended to heal him quickly while he was unconscious, clean up without a trace, then apologize.
But not only had he woken up—he was manipulating me with expert finesse.
-Squeeze
Out of some rebellious impulse, I clenched down hard on his cock, but he just smiled the same way.
That erotic expression stimulated my senses every time I saw it.
-Slap! Slap!
Gripping his leg gave my thrusts far more stability and power.
Each time our pelvises collided, his cock burrowed to the hilt, kissing my cervix before withdrawing.
"Hng... Ungh..."
Pleasure of a type I'd never known in my life—moans slipped from my lips unbidden.
Already primed from the missed climax earlier, this intense stimulation had me teetering on the edge again in no time.
Through pleasure-glazed eyes, I looked at him and could tell he was feeling no small amount of ecstasy himself.
'The goal is to make him cum...!'
Even that fading original purpose couldn't halt the onrushing pleasure.
In the end—
-Twitch! Twitch!
"Hng... Uuuung..."
My eyes squeezed shut on their own as my entire body seemed to contract with muscle spasms.
My arms, legs—even the walls of my pussy clamped down fiercely on his cock.
And in that instant—
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
"...!!"
His rigidly embedded cock trembled as it unleashed its load.
The hot semen jetted inside me, flooding my depths. My mouth nearly gaped open from the sensation.
Still reeling from my own aftershocks, I didn't forget my duty. I barely managed to circulate my energy.
Through our yin-yang union, my qi flowed into him, spreading safely throughout his body.
"Haaaa..."
Only after confirming it did I finally exhale the breath I'd been holding.
Transferring energy in the midst of all that wasn't easy.
I had questions for his sudden behavior, but...
"..."
In the end, I'd raped him without consent while he was out. I couldn't just casually open my mouth.
One round of intercourse had already concluded, besides.
"...It seems the energy transferred safely."
I was about to tidy up, rise, and explain the situation when—
"...We're done already?"
"...?"
"I just received some energy, after all..."
-Lick
He sensually licked his lips.
"One more round okay?"
"..."
It was a paltry temptation.
Just now had been unavoidable due to the special circumstances.
As a Daoist schooled in the teachings of Mount Hua, indulging excessively in lust deserved heavenly punishment.
So...
-Slap!
"...Come to think of it, the energy still seems insufficient."
This was absolutely not giving in to desire.
.
.
.
After two more "treatments," he fell into a peaceful sleep.
He even mumbled in his sleep occasionally—clearly out cold.
I could do nothing else but watch over his sleeping form.
It was definitely Dan Yuseong.
His face was almost exactly as I'd seen it ten years ago.
In that decade, he'd grown from a boy barely past scholarly age to... barely that. It felt odd, but I chalked it up to slow development.
'...Still, I'm worried about how to explain when he wakes.'
The "mutually agreed" treatment had gone off without a hitch, so no real problems there. But revealing my identity to him was troubling.
The reason he'd permitted my body was surely because I was "that slut Shin Yuwol."
Not the Sword Empress, master of his enemy Han Soyeon.
"...I still have to tell him."
I couldn't hide it forever.
I'd spent ten years searching for him to repay my debt.
"Umm..."
Right on cue, he stirred with a drowsy expression, rubbing his eyes as he rose from the bed. I watched, steeling my resolve until he fully woke.
'Brace for curses. If he wants, I'll take a beating. As long as I can deliver this apology... anything's fine.'
...And set aside those feelings for him, for now.
-Thump thump
I patted my chest to finalize my mental preparation, then spoke to him as he puzzled over his surroundings with a baffled look.
"Dan Yuseong."
"...?"
He tilted his head, looking even more puzzled.
Probably shocked that I knew his name.
"It may be terribly late now, but... there's something I must reveal."
"...Pardon?"
"It'll be sudden, but... hear me out. It's important to you too."
-Whoo... whoo...
One final deep breath. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth.
"My name is Shin Yuwol... the master of Sword Flower Han Soyeon, known by the title Sword Empress."
I gritted my teeth, imagining his impending reaction.
How would he respond?
Scream? Curse? Swing at me?
Any reaction was fine.
I'd prepared for this.
My heart might tear in agony, but I could endure.
That was why I'd searched for him all these years.
Come at me.
Whatever it was, it was my karma—I'd accept it all...
"...Who is Han Soyeon?"
...Huh?