Scoring Support (4)

That night, I slipped ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠into a sheer silk robe so thin it hid nothing and stepped into the bridal chamber.

"Gaga."

"Come here."

Peng Ha-yun and Namgung Ryeo waited in equally translucent silk, their eyes soft with longing as they drew me between them. Fabric whispered as they peeled my robe away, thread by trembling thread. They had surely heard every rumor about my stamina by now. Their fingers shook as they traced across my chest.

I returned the favor, sliding their garments off in a rustle of silk. Cute-faced Peng Ha-yun and the innocent Namgung Ryeo stood bare before me. Ha-yun's face was adorable, but her breasts were lush and full. Ryeo's tightly furled slit was striking, her pubic hair a fine, beautiful down.

"Ah!"

"Oh my god."

Their eyes flew wide at the sight of my cock standing at full attention. A bead of pre-cum slid down the shaft, and they leaned in together, tongues dragging slowly up the column toward the head. They moved as if they had spent the evening trading secrets about the night to come. Whether they had rehearsed or not, their mouths found a rhythm, sucking in practiced unison.

"Haa… haa…"

"So this is what a man smells like♡"

Schlurp♡ Schluuurp!

I ran my hands slowly over their breasts and the curves of their asses.

"Gaga♡"

Namgung Ryeo couldn't hold back any longer and slipped a hand between her own thighs.

"A husband and wife should taste each other's first pussy."

"Haa… I was so excited I forgot. Ha-yun."

"Ryeo."

Peng Ha-yun bent at the waist and pushed her tongue into Namgung Ryeo's sex.

"Hnnn!"

Sluuurp! Schluuuurp!

"Haang!"

Squelch!

"Hiiit!"

I rubbed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my fingers over Peng Ha-yun's entrance. She was already soaked.

"Let's all suck each other."

"Yeees♡"

I took Namgung Ryeo's pussy in my mouth. Namgung Ryeo buried hers in Peng Ha-yun. Peng Ha-yun wrapped her lips around my cock. The three of us locked together, licking and sucking in a single writhing knot.

Schlurp! Schluuurp!

Slurp! Sluuurk!

"Haaaahn! Hnnn!"

Fwoosh! Spurt!

Namgung Ryeo couldn't last under my tongue. She came first, squirting hard.

"Ha-yun, look at this."

"Haa… haa♡"

Peng Ha-yun didn't even answer. She just jammed her face back between Namgung Ryeo's thighs. I stepped in behind her.

Squelch!

"Hyeet!"

Peng Ha-yun's hips shuddered violently as she licked, her whole body trembling.

Slap! Slap! Squelch!

My cock drove into her, and her pussy clamped down around me like a fist.

"Kh…! So fucking tight!"

Squeeze!

Hearing that only excited her more. She clenched even harder. Peng Ha-yun's virgin pussy was narrow and burning hot.

"Gaga♡"

As I took her from behind, Namgung Ryeo's head appeared underneath us. The two of them had twisted into a sixty-nine, and Ryeo was sucking on Ha-yun's clit and my balls at the same time.

Schlurp! Schluuurp♡

"Khnn!"

Ha-yun's vise-tight pussy and Ryeo's mouth working me from below — there was no holding that back.

"I'm coming!"

"Yes♡ Fill my womb to the brim with your seed, Gaga♡"

Gush! Throb! Surge!

I poured an enormous load into Peng Ha-yun. The moment I pulled out, Namgung Ryeo swallowed my cock whole. The shaft, a filthy mess of white semen and slick, churned inside her mouth.

"Ahaang!"

Throb!

"Urgk! Mmph! Mmph!"

I shoved straight down her throat. Her neck bulged around me.

Gulp! Gulp!

"Mmph! Whaah—"

I pulled out just long enough for her to gasp a breath, then pushed back in. Namgung Ryeo took the suffocation as pleasure and swallowed me down.

"Nnh!"

Her whole body shuddered.

Gulp! Gulp!

She drank every last drop.

"Mwah, mwah, mwah♡"

She peppered kisses along my cock.

"Haa. Neither of you should plan on sleeping tonight."

"Gaga♡"

"Hold me♡"

Soft♡ Yielding♡

I pulled them both into my arms and kissed them until they couldn't breathe. The two of them took my seed all night long. By morning their lower bellies were swollen round, and I sealed them with vaginal plugs.

"Hooo."

"Gaga♡ I really can't anymore."

"Hyaaahn! If you keep going I'll break."

Spurt! Squirt!

They gushed at the lightest touch of my hand and collapsed across the bedding like soaked towels, utterly spent.

"That should be enough."

I had taken the wedding nights of two adorable virgins for myself.

It was another ordinary day of taking applicants for the Mount Hua Sect. Word of me had spread across the Central Plains, and the candidates were pouring in.

"So you're Cheong-song?"

A huge-breasted woman in glasses had come looking for me. She smiled as her eyes traveled over my body, lingering with obvious interest on what I was packing. That was when Hwa Mu-rin stepped in front of me and blocked her path.

"If you want to apply, you sign the contract first. Take off your pants and dab ink on your pussy!"

"This is a sect-level application."

"Oh! And the sect name?"

"The Jegal Clan."

"Jegal… hyiiiit! Excuse me?"

Hwa Mu-rin blinked her huge eyes at me, then bounced on her feet and grabbed my hand, tears already welling up.

"She said the Jegal Clan! Can you believe it, Cheong-song? Hic! They're a giant sect!"

She looked like she couldn't trust what was standing in front of her, crying from sheer joy. The Jegal Clan was one of the pillars of the Five Great Clans. And just as the Eye of Truth had foreseen, someone from the Jegal Clan had come.

"I am Jegal Yu-eun, Young Clan Head of the Jegal Clan."

"Cheong-song."

"I know plenty about you. I'm far more interested in you than in the Mount Hua Sect."

"In me?"

"That's right. Until a few months ago you were a nobody — the lone man of the Mount Hua Sect, and nothing else remarkable about you. Then absurd rumors started circulating that you were the next Greatest Sword Under Heaven, and now you're serving as seed-husband to two of the Five Great Clans. A rather unusual career trajectory."

"Rumors have a way of getting exaggerated."

"On top of that, you claim you can cure a disease even the Sichuan Tang Clan couldn't touch? What the hell are you? A yokai?"

"A yokai?"

I let my expression sour. She pulled out a mirror, and her speech, which had started polite, turned rough — like she was already trying to break me in.

"This is the Soyo-gyeong. One of my family's divine treasures. It has a number of functions, but the most famous is this: shine it on a yokai, and it strips away the disguise."

"The Soyo-gyeong?"

The treasure the Eye of Truth had told me about. I had heard it could see the future as well.

"I saw your future. You turning into a yokai. A hideous tentacle monster. That would certainly explain the bottomless stamina. Reveal yourself! Yokai!"

She angled the mirror at my face. A handsome man looked back.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Hmm. Why isn't it working?"

Jegal Yu-eun gave the Soyo-gyeong a bewildered shake.

"I'm certain of it. When I cast the fortune before, you transformed into a green monster."

"A ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠green monster?"

"Yes. A tentacle monster."

"Watch your tone."

Something in her face said she had just realized she had grabbed the wrong end of this. Koreans are the most honorific-sensitive people on the planet.

"It… it looked like a tentacle monster. I'm sure it did."

"Ah. That. That's my Taoist art."

"Taoist art? Even if Mount Hua is a Taoist sect, you lean toward martial techniques, not sorcery. Zhongnan or the Quanzhen Sect, maybe. Not you."

"I taught myself. The Mount Hua archives hold plenty of spell manuals. And when the Zhongnan Sect fell, a great many of their texts scattered through the martial world. We were the ones who settled their last affairs alongside them, so we inherited a considerable share of their treasures. Of course, that still didn't bring the dead Plum Blossom Swordswomen back."

"Is that so?"

"What, did you come here because you thought I was a yokai?"

"That was part of it. But I had other business as well."

"Which is?"

Jegal Yu-eun slipped a finger into the pussy of an applicant still lying on the bed.

Squelch!

"Aheung♡"

She drew her finger back in a long, slow pull. Thick white semen clung to it in strings.

"This semen. The life force packed into it is staggering."

"My semen?"

"Yes. It isn't quite a spiritual elixir, but gather enough of it and the vitality it holds would become a tremendous power."

A shiver ran through me as she put her hand on my cock.

"If you had been a yokai, I intended to keep you as livestock and milk you. But you're an innocent man, so I'll withdraw quietly. As an apology, the Jegal Clan will support the Mount Hua Sect."

"What?"

"I said the Jegal Clan will support Mount Hua."

That was starting to piss me off. She had been about to turn me into a milking slave, and now she was pulling a full U-turn. I appreciated the honesty, but was she looking down on me that hard?

"Share your semen with us every day, and the Jegal Clan will aid you as well."

The semen too?

"That so? Then we'll need a contract."

"Pardon? W-wait—!"

Riiip! Tearrr!

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I ripped her pants apart.

"This—! Why—! Have you lost your mind? Hyeek!"

"You dared try to turn me into milking livestock?"

"Aah! I'm sorry! I'll apologize properly! That—?! You can't possibly be thinking of putting that inside me?"

"Mu-rin. Stamp her first."

Hwa Mu-rin was already there with the ink pad and the contract.

"Okay! I'm hanging the Jegal Clan's pussy right at the top where everyone can see it."

"N-no! I'll send someone else! Wait—!"

Press!

"Hyeet!"

Hwa Mu-rin expertly mashed the ink pad against Jegal Yu-eun's pussy and stamped the contract. So this is what a descendant of Zhuge Liang looks like down there. Fully archived.

"Hang it somewhere everyone will see."

"Okay!"

I shoved in immediately — before she was even wet, so her dry pussy would feel every inch of it.

Squelch! Shlick!

"Aah! It hurts! Eugh! Please be gentle with me too!"

"You talk too much."

"Ghhak! Eeeek! Kkh!"

Her virgin blood ran down the shaft of my cock.

"So you were going to use me as milking livestock, is that it?"

"I-I'm sorry! Please take it out now! It's too b-biiiig! Huek! Please, hic, spare me. It's too big."

"Too bad. Once I put it in, I never pull out."

"Ahk! No! You'll tear me apart. Hic, hic."

Golden Cock. Cock Expansion.

Thrrrrrob!

"Gyaang! Kyaang! Kyaaaaaah!"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Slam! Slam! Slam!

I worked a brutal cock-press into Jegal Yu-eun. My dick churned through her insides with mechanical precision, her body lifting off the bed and dropping in a vertical piston I had mixed with the principles of Taiyu Extreme Way — a midair rapid-fire that did not stop.

"Hyeeng♡ Haaeueueuuuung!"

Jegal Yu-eun drooled, her face gone completely slack.

"I'm thorry! Aahk! I'm thorryyy!"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Aahk! You're tearing me apart♡ Haaang♡ Haaaa♡ It feels like my head's gone completely empty♡ Haa-haa-haang! Eugh!"

Thrrrob! Pulse! Gush!

I came inside her without the slightest hesitation, flooding her pussy.

"Haa… haa… haang."

Semen leaking down her thighs, Jegal Yu-eun tried to slide off the bed. I flexed and drove back in hard.

"Urghkk!"

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Please! Please have mercy! Hic, hic!"

She wept and begged, but unfortunately my cock does not have eyes.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Slam! Slam! Slam!

"Gyaang! It's too big! Hnnnngh!"

"Tsk. Coming again."

"Gyaa! No! My belly! Something's wrong with my belly! It's really going to split open! Hwaaaang♡"

Gush! Gush! Gush!

"Gyaaang! Kiiing…"

Jegal Yu-eun's belly swelled outward.

"Plug."

Hwa Mu-rin set a vaginal plug in my palm.

Push!

I sealed her overflowing pussy shut.

"My thanks for the support, Young Mistress Jegal. You may come collect the semen yourself, every day. I'll give you a proper soaking. But the next time you visit, my cock will be twice this size."

"Heeeeh! It already feels like I'm going to tear. You can't."

"Then get lost for today, milking onahole Jegal Yu-eun."

"Hwaaah."

"Ah. And if you don't show up, you get nothing. If the scale of your support isn't to my liking, I'll be rough. I trust you'll conduct yourself accordingly."

"Kh-hhk, hic, hic, hic."

Jegal Yu-eun limped away, trailing tears and semen.

Shaolin and the Namgung Clan were already behind me. If I kept sharing a bed with Peng Ha-yun, I could use her to bring the Hebei Peng Clan on board as well. Add the Jegal Clan and that was four factions secured. I only needed one more, and I could petition the Emperor to mobilize his troops.

The Sichuan Tang Clan. I would use Dang Ga-hui. And I would fulfill the Emperor's condition.

A few days later, Dang Ga-hui sat waiting with a well-brewed medicine sealed in a wooden case.

"Is everything prepared?"

An old man with snow-white hair and a long beard asked her. He had once been called the Dark King — the greatest master of the Sichuan Tang Clan. Dang Baek-song. Now they called him the Medicine King, and he served as an Imperial Physician, lending his aid to Dang Ga-hui's work.

"To think you actually obtained a Black-Eyed Green Worm. If we had gotten it even a few months earlier, treating Her Highness would have been simple."

"He said he can save Yeon-ryeong. This is our last chance."

"Yes. It would be. Otherwise, his life ends here."

That was the bargain with the Emperor. Empty boasts would not be forgiven. A fraud staked on his own daughter's virginity and her life was a gamble with the entire Mount Hua Sect on the table.

"Is everything ready?"

A young man stepped into the room. The fragrance of plum blossoms rolled off him in waves. He smiled and let his eyes rest on the ass of Dang Ga-hui, Dang Baek-song's great-granddaughter.

"So you're Cheong-song."

"And you are?"

"I am Dang Baek-song, Grand Elder of the Sichuan Tang Clan. You claim you can save Her Highness?"

"Yes."

"Are you well-versed in medicine?"

"No. But I know a little medicine and a little Taoist art."

"Taoist art?"

"Yes. Apply Taoist arts to medicine and there's no illness you can't cure."

"Could you teach that method to me as well? They call me the Medicine King, but there is a great deal of medicine I still don't know. The more you learn of the healing arts, the more you realize how little you have."

A humble student's posture. If I had carried myself like that, I would have hit level one hundred a long time ago.

"Hmm…"

Not a chance I could let him copy something that costs S-Points to use.

"The illness I'm treating now is one only I can cure. You'll understand why once you watch the process. But for other diseases, I'm willing to consult together. I know the solutions to a great many of them."

More precisely, the Eye of Truth did. But close enough.

"Is that so? Then I am grateful for that much."

"Will the Sichuan Tang Clan aid Mount Hua as well?"

"We will. Of course we will."

Huh. That was easier than expected. I hadn't even seduced Dang Ga-hui yet, and they were already offering to support the Mount Hua Sect. A man of his stature did not move without a reason — especially not to shove his own clan onto a battlefield.

"I suspect you will succeed in winning the Emperor's support. And if that truly comes to pass…"

"Yes?"

"Those who did not pledge their aid in advance will be charged with the crime of insolence, and the expense will be ruinous. To dare drag their feet when the Emperor himself is moving."

They weren't kidding about old ginger being the spiciest. So that was why he was helping us first. And the Emperor had been counting on the Five Great Clans backing Mount Hua from the very beginning.

He could only save his own daughter if Mount Hua could be saved. Eliminating variables in her treatment mattered, but he also could not afford to let the world see the Emperor being led around by the Mount Hua Sect.

"Even an emperor is still a man. After receiving a favor of this magnitude, simply shutting his mouth and walking away would be difficult. That, of course, comes after you have treated Her Highness."

"I can cure her completely. Then I'll begin the treatment. Dang Ga-hui."

"Yes."

Dang Ga-hui addressed me with careful, unresisting formality. This was a critical moment. There was no reason to poke at my temper. She handed me the pale wooden case. Inside was a pill refined from the Black-Eyed Green Worm.

"We're ready."

We went inside. Ju Yeon-ryeong lay on the bed, her breathing ragged.

"Ten days at the outside. If you fail, the Imperial Princess will truly die. Her consciousness is already fading. Can you bear that kind of pressure? A man who has never even treated a patient on the brink of death, attempting a cure like this. I find it difficult to believe."

Medicine King Dang Baek-song's voice was heavy.

"Bearing pressure is my daily life."

I took off my clothes. It was time to endure the pressure of the Imperial Princess's pussy with my cock.