The Scent of Wine and the Scent of Her
The steak dinner was an absolute, resounding success. Baek Ri-seol inhaled the meat before her as if she were possessed. She had become quite adept with a knife, skillfully slicing the well-cooked, crimson flesh and bringing it to her lips.
Nom, nom—
Every time she chewed, her red eyes curved into happy crescents. Seeing her eat with such delight, I eventually ended up sliding a portion of my own steak onto her plate.
"Is this not your share?"
Baek Ri-seol wore a fleeting expression of apology.
...
And the very next moment, she devoured it like a starving beast.
She drank the fruit wine well and polished off her rice with impressive vigor. Strangely, just watching her eat made me feel full. It was like watching a live mukbang broadcast right in front of my eyes. A beautiful young girl with red hair, looking like an idol center, was sitting before me, mindlessly gorging on steak. To make matters worse, she wasn't even paying attention to the fact that her cleavage was fully exposed.
...
This would definitely hit ten million views.
"Whew— that was so delicious."
Baek Ri-seol exhaled with a look of complete satisfaction. Perhaps because she had downed a few more cups of fruit wine, her snow-white cheeks were already flushed a deep crimson.
"Was it good?"
"I stake my nineteen years of life on it; it was the best I have ever tasted."
"...Wait."
I looked at her with a subtle expression.
"You aren't even of age yet?"
"Isn't that a bit young for a Blood Demon?"
In an instant, Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes flared up.
"What are you saying!"
"Do not look down upon the Blood God Constitution and the Blood Demon Divine Art!"
"No, that’s not what I meant."
I waved my hands dismissively and continued.
"If you're that young, wouldn't your internal energy be lacking?"
"There is no need to worry about such things."
Baek Ri-seol cleared her throat unnecessarily and puffed out her chest.
"The previous Sect Leader transferred all of their lifelong cultivation to me through Gyeokchejeongong (Energy Transference)."
"Oh-ho."
I looked at her with a hint of admiration.
"Then what about experience in life-or-death battles?"
For a moment, I could feel Baek Ri-seol’s face tense up slightly.
"That... it is true that it is a bit lacking."
"But I have undergone many sparring matches..."
"Ah."
I nodded, summarizing the situation.
"So you're just a Hugi-jisu (a rising star) with a lot of internal energy?"
"......"
Baek Ri-seol’s red pupils trembled violently.
...
I hit a nerve. My bad...
With a young man and woman drinking wine in a cramped room, the atmosphere began to turn strange. The problem was that there was no way to break this awkwardness. In a world without a television to turn on, the sound of our breathing only grew louder.
...
Amidst the subtle scent of alcohol, the fragrance of a woman who had just dried her hair began to slowly fill the room.
...
My heart started racing for no reason. I forced myself to look away and took another gulp of fruit wine.
"So."
I glanced at her sideways and opened my mouth.
"Was it just a bluff when you tried to pounce on me yesterday?"
"...It wasn't a complete bluff."
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes wavered slightly.
"I had... thought about trying it at least once..."
"Why?"
Baek Ri-seol fiddled with her wine cup for no reason.
"First of all, the Blood Yang Constitution is extremely rare, and..."
"Your appearance... wasn't bad either."
Her gaze brushed over my face for a brief second.
"And..."
She hesitated for a moment before muttering softly.
"The cooking was just too delicious."
A moment later, she added in a very quiet voice.
"That thought... became even more certain today."
"What?"
I chuckled and set down my wine cup.
"So, you needed a chef after all?"
"You know I'm a very expensive chef, right?"
"I have heard the rumors."
Baek Ri-seol nodded slightly.
"They say even high-ranking officials cannot get a reservation."
"But you see," I said, looking her straight in the eye and continuing slowly, "cracks have started to form in my peaceful life."
Baek Ri-seol’s red pupils trembled quietly.
"Ever since I took the medicine you gave me, life has been so difficult."
I sighed for no reason.
"My body keeps acting strange."
"I feel like I've become some kind of crazed lecher."
"That is..."
Baek Ri-seol gripped her wine cup tightly.
"It is a natural phenomenon that occurs as the Blood God Constitution assimilates into your body..."
"When does that end?"
"That is..."
Her voice became noticeably smaller.
"I do not know exactly either."
"...I am sorry."
I pointed downward without a word. My lower half was once again sporting a heavy tent.
"It's like this even now."
I sighed and pressed my temples.
"For your information, I wasn't originally this kind of person."
"Even while working at the gisaeng house, I was a wholesome person who had never once held a woman."
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes widened slightly. Her gaze dropped downward, then hurriedly shot back up.
"...Certainly."
She swallowed hard and muttered.
"It is... a bit excessive."
The sound of her gulping echoed clearly in the quiet room.
...
Suddenly, I burst out laughing.
As time passed, the battle between the reason in my head and the instinct in my loins grew increasingly intense. The scent of the woman filling the cramped room finally melted away my last shred of patience.
"Hey..."
I opened my mouth while avoiding her gaze.
"It's a bit embarrassing to say this myself, but..."
"I feel like my brain is melting right now."
Hot breaths kept escaping me. The effects of the Blood God Elixir, or whatever it was called, felt like they were growing stronger as time went on.
"Is this..."
I pressed my temples and muttered.
"Is this what it feels like to take an aphrodisiac?"
Baek Ri-seol’s shoulders flinched. She slowly lowered her head.
"...I am sorry."
A small voice flowed out from between her red hair.
"I truly did not know... that you would struggle this much."
She fiddled with her wine cup.
"I just..."
Baek Ri-seol hesitated before muttering very softly.
"I was just... so excited by the fact that I had found a partner..."
"I think I might have to... go to a brothel."
The words finally slipped out of my mouth.
In an instant, Baek Ri-seol’s red pupils trembled visibly. The atmosphere, which had been loose with the effects of alcohol just a moment ago, sank in an instant.
"Honestly, it feels too dangerous to use this massive thing on you, a virgin..."
Her red eyes held a fear that was hard to explain. Every time her gaze dropped downward, her face stiffened a little more. This was basically a stallion. Even to me, it looked terrifying. I had respected the black men in adult videos, but this was going too far.
...My limit had been reached. I jumped up.
"I'm going to the latrine, so go to sleep early."
Baek Ri-seol asked in a trembling voice.
"What... are you going to do at the latrine?"
"...I'm going to take care of it."
"In that smelly place?"
I sighed and looked at her.
"It's not like I can do it here."
Baek Ri-seol bowed her head with a bright red face.
"I, I will take care of it for you..."
Her red eyes wavered cautiously.
"...I must take responsibility."
In the end, we blew out the lamp in the room. We were both too embarrassed. Yesterday, I had been out of my mind with the pain and the drug's effects, but today was different. Having to do this while my reason was perfectly intact made even me feel like my face was on fire.
"Lo, lower your pants," she said in a trembling voice.
I closed my eyes tightly while lying down and lowered my pants. The enraged wild stallion showed off its majesty. Her dainty hands wrapped around the thick pillar. I could feel her breath at the tip of the glans.
*Slurp*—
At the strange sensation, I opened my eyes to see that, following the kiss, the glans was slowly entering her small mouth. Of course, because of the massive size, it was impossible for it to go all the way in. But she was doing her best to take it in. Her hands were shaking the pillar vigorously...
I couldn't hold back; I reached into her bodice, pulled out her lovely breasts, and began to knead them. Every time my touch reached her, her small nipples seemed to flinch in surprise.
"*Gack*— *Gack*—"
It felt like I was reaching her throat. It must have been difficult, but impressively, she didn't give up on what she had in her mouth. Her mouth and hands moved even faster.
Finally, the limit approached. In my urgency, I shouted.
"Ugh, stop. I'm coming..."
Her red eyes met mine. She didn't stop. Instead, she took it in even more firmly and moved her hands violently. My thighs began to tremble as if in a spasm. It was on the verge of exploding.
*Splurt*—
An immense pleasure escaped me. *Throb, throb*— A significant amount of semen flowed into her throat, and even spilled out of her mouth. It was truly an enormous amount. As my member began to lose strength and go limp, she even licked the entrance clean.
"My, my jaw feels like it's going to fall off..."
She smiled shyly, her face flushed red. She looked so lovely that I couldn't bear it. Without realizing it, I pulled her into an embrace.
"Thank you..."
"No, it is not... since this happened because of me..."
"If you are struggling again next time, tell me. I will do my best to pull it out for you."
The last part sounded like it symbolized something else, which made me feel a little scared for some reason.
We straightened our clothes and opened the door to the room, which was filled with the scent of night flowers, to try and ventilate it.
"Are you hungry again?"
"I did drink quite a lot, but perhaps because I used my muscles so much, I feel a bit peckish."
"Hey... I think we've seen everything there is to see between us now... can't you do something about that 'Blood Demon' tone of yours?"
"W, what do you mean by that?"
"When I hear you speak like that, even though your face is young, I can't help but think you're some hundred-year-old monster who has undergone Ban-ro-hwan-dong (rejuvenation), and it's driving me crazy."
"...Is it that bad?"
"Yeah, honestly, at first I was really nervous because I thought you were a grandmother."
"Th, then... since you are my husband... I will try to change it..."
"A, and... do you talk like that to your parents too?"
"N, no..."
"Let's just speak casually like that."
"I will... hus... band."
"That sounds a bit too old-fashioned..."
"Shall I call you Gaga (Husband)?"
"That's less burdensome for me. Seol-ah."
"Then, I will call you Gaga..."
"Seol-ah."
"Gaga, I'm hungry."
"...I'll set the table."
...
I immediately prepared a meal. I sliced the leftover tofu from yesterday into bite-sized pieces and pan-fried them until golden in soybean oil. I garnished the well-cooked tofu with finely chopped kimchi. Since Baek Ri-seol seemed to particularly love soybean paste stew, I added zucchini, tofu, and the remaining beef, sliced finely, and boiled another pot. The savory aroma filled the room once again. The only alcohol left in the house was yellow wine. I took out two bowls and poured the wine for us. Before I knew it, the table had become a full-blown midnight snack spread. And so, I drank with her late into the night, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.
