Chapter 92
Chapter 92
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Heart Disease
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-Rustle rustle
"...You asked what I think of you, young master?"
I looked at Dang Ayoung, and she wore a complicated expression.
-Pfft
"Do I really need to put it into words?"
-Pour
As I filled her glass to the brim with the pink liquor and opened my mouth, Dang Ayoung's eyes flashed.
"Don't try to dodge it so ambiguously..."
Before she could finish, I picked up the glass, stood, and walked toward her.
-Sip
I poured the full glass into my mouth without swallowing, holding it there.
-Smack
"?!"
I pressed my lips to Dang Ayoung's and let the liquor flow into her mouth.
Her tongue pushed back in panic against the incoming liquid, but I pinned it down with mine, continuing to pour.
"Mmph... Mmmph..."
-Squeeze
Before I knew it, she had closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around my back.
-Smack... Smooch...
Since my mouth was full, the liquor flowed into hers for a good while. Only when it was gone from both our mouths did I pull away.
"Haa... Haa..."
Even the creator himself wasn't immune—Dang Ayoung's cheeks flushed bright red.
Her breathing grew ragged, her body heating up visibly.
"That should count as my answer, right?"
"...N-No. I still want to hear it straight from your mouth..."
-Flip
I pushed my hat back, revealing my face.
Dang Ayoung's words cut off; I could feel her admiring gaze.
"Too shy to say it outright... but after all this, it's still not enough?"
-Slide
I hooked my hand over the back of her chair, lifted my knee, and slipped between her legs.
She was so close her breath brushed my face.
-Huff
"You didn't need this kind of potion. If you'd just asked first, I'd have done it anytime..."
"?!"
I blew gently into her ear, and her heartbeat thundered loud enough to feel.
"Come on... tell me. You must have something you want to say."
"Ah... Th-That is..."
"But since you pulled this stunt today, I'm annoyed—so just one wish."
"Pardon?"
-Slide
I shifted my legs further, mounting her thigh.
Despite me on top, our height difference let our eyes meet.
"Go on. You have something you want to say, right? Just one. I'll grant anything."
"A-Anything?"
"Yep. Anything."
-Squeeze
I hugged her tight, pressing our torsos together.
"W-W-Wait a second. What's touching me right now..."
"Hm? What's what?"
I feigned total innocence.
I couldn't see her view, but I bet she pictured a tail wagging behind me.
"C-Can I think about it a little first?"
"...You need time to think?"
"Huh?"
-Huff
"Eek?!"
"I figured you'd pick one right away..."
Having passed her the aphrodisiac mouth-to-mouth, I'd inevitably swallowed a bit too. My own erection was already straining.
She'd taken several times more than me—her state was easy to imagine.
"Doesn't it itch...?"
"Ah... Aah..."
"You've been holding back so much... Today, I'll take it all."
That was the final straw.
-Snap
I heard the thread of her reason snap at my sultry voice, and my vision shifted sharply.
-Flop
"Haa... Haa...!"
In an instant, Dang Ayoung—face flushed crimson—straddled me, filling my view.
Her eyes even seemed to flicker with faint heart shapes—an utterly bewitching expression.
"I've decided. You said anything, right?"
"...Yes. For today."
"Mate with me. All day long."
...All day long.
-Glance
I tilted my head to peer out the window.
The blazing afternoon sun showed it was still hours from sunset.
...This'll be tough, but I'll manage.
I felt possessed by something.
His body had always struck me as insanely sexy, but how could a man be this seductive in face and manner too?
Among all the men I'd ever seen, he was the most beautiful, cute, and lovable.
No one in the entire Central Plains could surpass him.
"Haa... Haa..."
And right now, that man lay beneath me in bed.
Clinging to the last shreds of my reason, I reached to strip him.
"Hold on, young master. Is this how you want it?"
He extended a hand to stop me.
-Twitch twitch
I hadn't told him, but my pussy was already aching with need—my patience wearing thin by the second.
The aphrodisiac he'd passed mouth-to-mouth wasn't enough; his seductive words and actions had me in full heat.
Until now, even in heat, I'd had to hug his clothed doll and masturbate.
But not anymore. The real him was right here.
"Yes. Is there a problem...?"
Even that brief pause sharpened my tone with urgency.
"Not that... but wouldn't it be better if I were on top?"
"...Why?"
"Well... you know..."
He blushed, turning his head aside.
"Unlike men, women hurt at first. I don't want to see you moving in pain."
-Thump thump
"Ah..."
How could he be so considerate?
Beautiful, cute, sexy, and overflowing with care—he was the perfect groom.
I regretted it wasn't my fertile period. If it were, I could've made it a done deal, trapping him forever.
As I admired him, his next words came.
"And... even if I look like this, I'm a man with some pride... Getting overwhelmed one-sidedly like this..."
"...Like this?"
"...It's embarrassing."
He covered his flushed face with his hands.
That was the knockout blow.
-Thud!
Something heavy crashed into my heart.
"Agh... Aghhh..."
Even a solar plexus strike in sparring hadn't hurt this bad.
I clutched my chest, writhing in agony.
It wasn't unpleasant pain. Quite the opposite—a delightful torment.
The kind I'd crave more of if I could.
-Creak
As I writhed, I opened my eyes.
"Huh?"
Our positions had swapped.
I'd been pinning him down—or trying to—but now it was reversed.
With our height gap, it looked more playful than dominant.
-Prod
"?!"
But where his hand headed made it no game.
His fingers slipped under my clothes toward my pussy, then gently stroked the entrance with one digit.
For someone desperate for his cock, it was pure torture.
"W-Wait... Not there..."
"Hm? What's wrong?"
He wore that innocent look again, like he knew nothing.
Every time, it muddled my mind.
Was he truly clueless, or playing pure while knowing everything?
His words and actions screamed experience, yet his face was innocence incarnate—impossible to judge.
As I stared in confusion,
-Lick
He stuck out his tongue seductively.
Another massive thud in my heart.
He pushed his head between my legs,
"Slurp"
"Eek?!"
and licked my pussy.
I'd studied every mating position in bedroom arts, but this was new.
Mine focused on me moving.
"W-Wait. What is this..."
"Mmph... Smooch..."
"Heek?!"
Ignoring my panicked moan, he kept sucking my pussy.
No—he grew bolder.
Beyond licks, his tongue pried inside, teasing my folds. When the tip grazed and pressed my clit, my mind reeled.
"Haa... Haaa..."
Pleasure built steadily until my muscles clenched, body shuddering.
Love juices squirted from my pussy.
The afterglow was one thing, but the squirt caught me off guard—I looked at him urgently.
"Ahh... Couldn't swallow it all..."
-Drip
Proving his words, uns swallowed juices trickled from his mouth, one eye squinted shut from a splash.
Indescribably lewd.
How could anyone be this erotic?
I stared dazedly for ages before snapping to.
"D-Did you swallow that?"
"Why? Is it dirty?"
"O-Of course! It's from your body... Like saliva or sweat!"
As a woman, some satisfaction stirred—but I worried for him too.
What if his delicate self got sick from it?
-Smile
"Not dirty. Don't worry about me."
But his following smile made me think the real worry wasn't him—it was my heart.
I'd caught a truly vicious heart disease.