Breeding Uncle, Eaten Alive by the Thief
After Carmilla died… no, fled, Nix's movements suddenly became extremely timid.
"Come on, Nix. I told you it's fine. What's with that."
"…If it was you, and someone got impaled right in front of you and went pop, would you feel like fucking, you bastard? Ha, why the hell am I so suddenly drawn to some guy I just met today…"
"I can't help it, seriously. It's a side effect of my ability."
I wrapped my arm around Nix's waist. After focusing solely on Carmilla for so long, the moment I touched her, she shuddered like she was hypersensitive.
"Don't bullshit me. If there was no side effect, you wouldn't have done it? Even if I begged, you'd reject me like a eunuch and try to leave me behind?"
Nix shot me a pissed-off look.
"…Of course not—mmph."
Nix grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. In that brief moment, her tongue tangled with mine, and she seemed even more skilled than before.
"Puha—how's that, Uncle? Feel good?"
"Of course it does, but I'm not your uncle…"
"What're you on about, kek. Take a look at yourself. Aren't you in your 30s? 40s?"
Nix's fingers walked down my belly, groping my body.
"Just do it already, you punk. This pathetic cock of yours is dying to fuck me, so what's with the excuses and apologies… Damn, it is huge, though."
Her hand gripped my dick tight, toying with it.
"How long is this thing exactly? Bigger than my face, isn't it?"
"Who knows, I don't measure it with a ruler or anything."
Nix shoved me to the floor, laying me flat, then straddled me. She stuck out her tongue just a bit and started tasting my cock.
"Guek. Tastes fishy. Salty. You were plunging in and out of that witch's pussy, so of course it's covered in all kinds of nasty fluids…"
Nix reached into thin air and pulled out a water bottle.
"That's a skill too?"
"Yeah, thief skill. If you're gonna steal stuff, you need a place to stash it, right? The firebomb I pulled out earlier, my tools—all stored here."
Nix poured cold water over my cock in a gush.
"Ack, that's cold!"
"A big man complaining about water temperature. Want me to warm it up?"
With that, Nix used her hands to scrub my cock clean with the water while furiously jerking my chili pepper.
"Churup♡ Better now, right? Huh? Churrup~"
Swipe swipe swipe~♡ Her hands washed away the slickness and foul smell from what was once my grimy dick. She even meticulously cleaned under the glans and the crevices between my legs.
"This dick♡ is so stupidly big♡ how the hell do you even fit it in your mouth…"
Nix opened her mouth wide, tilting her head this way and that like she was appraising it.
Smooch♡
One kiss, two kisses—no, Nix just showered Choo Ye-jun's cock with as many as she wanted.
A peck on the glans, then one on each side of that long, thick shaft—smooch smooch♡.
She grabbed the base and balls, kissing every inch without leaving a spot untouched.
"Ha, I must be a real idiot."
She pressed my cock against her cheek, looking up at me with an adorably affectionate gaze.
"Don't I look like an idiot? Right up until it went in, I really didn't like you. But then I see this, and after what just happened…"
Nix gave my glans one final smack!, sucking up the precum beading from my urethra with pursed lips, her face lighting up with delight.
"I never got people fucking like rabbits in dungeons and knocking each other up. Must be when your eyes really click. Kinda get it now."
I stared at her blankly, and she flashed a cheeky grin.
"Idiot. Hurry up and fuck me, then let's clean up and get out."
Nix slowly lifted her hips, trying to line up with my cock.
"Ugh?!"
Maybe from waiting in heat for so long, her legs gave out. She collapsed backward in a daze, knees buckling as she leaked fluids.
"My body… won't listen…? Gotta lift my hips—put it in♡"
I laid Nix flat on the floor and spread her legs into missionary.
"Don't move. You've been through a lot, right? Don't stress—just enjoy it."
I slammed my cock straight into her.
"Hnngh?! A! Aaah…"
Nix's insides were the tightest and snugest of any woman I'd been in.
Her slender build, narrow hips, battle-hardened compact muscles, and untouched pussy clenched and squeezed like mad.
"Haaah, haaaah♡ How is it? Better than that witch just now, right?"
"…Yeah."
"This fucker, hesitating."
Nix hooked her legs around my waist, yanking me deep. Whenever I pulled back, she'd thrust me in again—no need for me to pound forward anymore.
"Faster, more♡ What're you hesitating for~? Like with that bitch just now, do it in that breeding pose you wanted???"
Choo Ye-jun was in a much better mood now.
One side effect resolved, the raging horniness that felt like it would explode if ignored was way better than before.
His reason was returning. Especially Carmilla's escape—it hit him like waking up with a bucket of ice water dumped on his sleeping ass.
Finally, his usual downer, normal thoughts started creeping back.
It's Nix's first time. Shouldn't I be gentler?
What if she ends up hating me? What if it gets awkward?
He was having post-nut clarity during the fuck.
"Fuck… Hey. Move already? Pound me like you did that bitch? You still got stamina left."
It was like the Breeding Uncle and victim roles had swapped.
"Choo Ye-jun, you little shit… Listening to you talk, I was scared you'd fuck me up too, but it's nothing♡ special♡ after all♡"
Nix kept provoking him as he ignored her and fucked at his own pace.
"Waist giving out? You're so slow. I'm fine, but you're the slow one—total lame dick. Can't cum? Huh?"
"Shut up."
Ye-jun raised his thick hand and pinched her nipple, twisting it drill drill♡ under his fingers.
"Aaahngh?!?!"
"See? It's not just about speed."
Just like Nix had explored his cock earlier, Choo Ye-jun took his time groping and learning her body.
"I don't wanna rush with you. Slowly, taking time to learn every bit, deep and sticky… all of it."
"Pervert."
"Says the girl who showered my dick with kisses."
"Ngh… haaa♡♡"
If what he'd done to Carmilla was vengeful rage-fueled brutality, this was entirely different—like handling fragile china instead of chainsawing logs.
No better or worse between them. Just different. At least that's what Choo Ye-jun thought.
He noted the mole on her hip, the small scar on her back, those sly eyes—recording it all.
His hands memorized her body too. Ah, Nix is ticklish on her left waist. She prefers teasing around her clit more than direct.
Her body melted under his touch.
His cock slid in slow, but she came over and over.
All the pent-up lust, held-back sensations, and fatigue poured out—she orgasmed mindlessly, lost in bliss.
"Oho♡ ahahaah♡♡♡♡♡ Masturbation never felt this good♡ It's different♡ totally different♡♡"
"That good, huh. Hmm, getting the hang of your pussy's insides… lots of nerves on the left?"
Squelch~
"Ogooooh♡ There, that wall scrape feels so good…♡"
Choo Ye-jun smirked faintly, rolling her nipple with his tongue.
"Chuuup—pop! Good feedback. Slower than max speed works too, right?"
He caressed her face gently and picked up the pace a notch.
"Cock♡ cock♡♡♡ Love the cock, oooh, ohoooo♡♡♡♡"
Choo Ye-jun ramped up and blasted a thick load inside her, then pulled out.
"Eh, done…? No no nooo…"
Yeah. Not done yet.
I flipped Nix sideways, from behind, on top, lifted her—pounding her in every position, creaming nonstop until…
Exhausted, Nix and I passed out together.
Ah. We were gonna leave, but sleep hits hard…
….
…….
"Un-fucking-believable… You two fuck and sleep for hours, leaving me out…?"
Jina sighed, having watched Choo Ye-jun's marathon threesome—no, duo-fest—for nearly six hours without a damn thing to do. She left them be and poked around the lab.
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I bolted upright, Nix still snoring peacefully beside me.
Something like cloth was under me. Leather? Carpet?
"Jina must've laid it down. Nice and warm."
"Yeah, I did. So?"
Jina glared from a scavenged chair, book in hand.
"You fuck for six hours straight, sleep more, no thought of going home?"
"I couldn't help it, Jina…"
"Sex is supposed to be one-and-done in my memory, right?"
"…"
"But you? Cumming in mouths, on bellies, mid-fuck, cowgirl, doggy, breeding press… Jesus. Why so damn long!!!"
"Still gotta do what you gotta do…"
"Do what? DO WHAT?!?! Uncle, wake up."
Jina looked seriously pissed for some reason.
"I busted my ass with barriers saving your hides, mana exhaustion hit hard—could barely talk or move. And you? 'Gotta do'?"
"You couldn't move at all?"
"Talking was a struggle!!! Doing that trashy shit for six hours right in front of me!!! Wake Nix now."
"She's sleeping so soundly? We could just loot and—"
Jina let out a massive sigh.
"No inventory? Why'd I even bring Nix outta my contacts?! To carry shit by hand?"
Ah. Too much sex really does tank IQ.
"Nix, Nix. Wake up. Pack the loot and let's go."
"Yeah, you two hunt it down… I'll read these magic books here…"
I shook Nix awake and started scavenging the lab-like room for valuables.
Honestly, no clue as a total noob.
Books? Can't read the script. Language clicked years ago when I arrived, but writing? Fuck no.
Those herbs? Test tubes with glowing liquids?
Nope. Pretty colors like mushrooms don't mean safe. Potion or poison—who knows.
Nix ended my dilemma. Yawning, she sized up the situation and started shoving everything she could grab into her skill storage.
Yeah, take it all—no decisions needed…
"No capacity limit? Just stuffing without checking value?"
"Witch's workshop—mostly pricey. Capacity's limited, yeah."
"And you sweep like that?"
She yanked books from shelves, stashing them one by one.
"Anything I can hold goes in. But shelves—"
Clunk—nothing.
"Too big won't fit."
"Ah, so divvy 'em up—"
"Yep. How nice it'd be if a whole shelf fit…"
Nix looted every valuable, then pulled her dowsing rod to scan for hidden gems.
"Ngh?! Kuuh…! What the hell is this…?"
"What?"
Nix strained to lift some metal lump in the corner. No budge.
"Kiiing… Ha! Dowsing rod says it's valuable? But skill won't activate…"
I approached as she muttered and tugged for minutes.
A hunk of metal that heavy?
"What's this?"
"Dunno. Just a rusty lump? Made of something expensive?"
I grabbed it instead…
"Huh. Lifts easy?"
"What???"
Dead serious. Heavy but with a perfect grip and solid weight. Not bad.
"Sharpen the edge… could be decent."
"That's a sword??? Looks more like a club."
Compared to bastard swords or greatswords, the blade thickened upward? Calling it a blade was generous.
Rust made it look like a flattened club.
Valuable, though. Appraisal might reveal.
I hooked the metal lump on my belt and stretched.
"Got everything? Let's go. After that long in the dungeon, I need rest."
Heading back the way we came, the goblin corpses were gone—dragged back inside by their kin, probably.
We three trudged out in silence. Exhausted. Drained.
I was out of stamina and energy, Jina mana and focus—zombie mode to the portal and out.
Sun was rising outside. Whole day gone.
Guards stood as before.
"Report back to the office immediately upon exit."
We nodded and hit the adjacent office.
"Good work…"
Jina yawned, patting my back.
"Yeah, everyone did great. Nix, pull out the loot. Know anyone at the office for appraisal—"
Wait.
"Fuck."
"Hm? What?"
Jina yawned hugely again.
I grabbed her drooping shoulders and shook.
"FUCK!!!!!! Jina! Wake up!!"
"Ugh, what! I'm tired, said so. We got money now, won't crash at my place—find your own inn or—"
"You see Nix, Jina?"
"…Huh?"
I bolted back to the guards we'd just passed.
"Hey, sirs!!! The blue-haired girl who was with us—you didn't see her? Small build, daggers."
Guards frowned, baffled.
"Another in your party? I only reported you and the pink-haired mage."
Ah, shit.
I'd suspected. Jina vouched for her. Dungeon office manages criminals strictly…
Took her virginity… or maybe that's a minus for our rapport.
All those books, materials, tools—trusted to her one skill and—
Fuck.
This is why you don't trust ex-cons. Should've trusted my gut and ditched her from the start…
My first party ended with most rewards eaten and run by one thieving bitch.