25. This Means You Want Me to Fuck You, Right?
As the overwhelming pressure bearing down on me starts to lift, making my knees buckle, the red-haired woman pulls back all her aura and strides over. She wraps her arms around me, locking me in place, and asks point-blank:
"Han Yesl really let you in?"
Nod, nod.
Maybe it's because this is the same person who was about to unleash hell on me just moments ago, but her expressionless red eyes bore into mine, and her muscular body pins me so effortlessly—it's a little scary. Feeling utterly powerless, I can only nod in response to her question.
"You seem like an S-rank awakener. She sent you here to get stronger?"
Nod, nod.
"When did she give permission? Yesterday? Or today? Today?"
Nod, nod.
"...Not lying."
After grilling me with a few more questions about my abilities, she straightens up.
"Haaah..."
Relief floods me now that the crisis seems past—the breath I'd been holding rushes out, and my heart pounds like a drum. I steady myself and look up at the woman looming over me.
Her name's gotta be...
Only one person I know wields flame powers this transcendent. S-rank hunter Seo Yeonwoo. She's on par with Yuna in strength, so she was already on my mind, but I never imagined our first meeting would be like this.
But... is that a dick?
My gaze drifts down oddly, landing on her crotch—there's a massive bulge straining inside her pocket. No way, I think, but the thick outline pushing against her loose pants makes it hard to deny.
A dick that's...
Clothes have gotten so advanced these days that even with pants on, it shouldn't show unless it's erect—but how huge does it have to be to bulge like that even soft? So thick and imposing... it has to feel amazing inside. Gulp.
The thought hits me: she's a futanari too. And suddenly, I'm curious what it'd feel like if she thrust into me. Why am I even thinking that...?
Ugh...
Arousal stirs at the sight of her flaccid cock swaying heavily without even hardening—my pupils waver as I stare. Then Yeonwoo-unnie speaks.
"S-sorry."
"...Huh? Sorry for what?"
I'd been staring so hard at her dick I missed what she said.
"Sorry for attacking you right away. Yesl said no one would be around for a while, so I thought you were an intruder."
"N-no, it's fine. I didn't get hurt, and it was just a misunderstanding."
Truth be told, I was never mad. Yeah, I nearly died, but no actual harm done—and with her sincere apology, it doesn't bother me anymore.
"I was just gonna subdue you..."
"...Subdue me?"
Subdue? That felt more like attempted murder.
"You're just weak..."
Zing.
"...Sorry."
It's true I'm weak, but her bluntness stings—I glare, and she immediately backs down, tail between her legs.
...She's softer than I thought.
Her first impression screamed scary and prideful, but chatting a bit reveals she's actually peeking at my reactions—the gap is kinda cute.
Swish.
The tension eases. She stands first and offers her hand; I take it and rise.
"S-so, what's your name?"
"Han Seoyun, twenty-two. Seo Yeonwoo, right?"
"Yeah. Call me whatever."
"Got it, Yeonwoo-unnie."
"Sure."
The "unnie" word feels natural now. She seems to like it, so nicknames are a breeze. Mastered it.
"Seoyun, you came here to get stronger, right? Want me to teach you a bit?"
The air's still a tad awkward since it's our first meeting, but she asks with a hint of guilt in her eyes—like she feels bad for just apologizing and moving on.
"Huh? If Unnie teaches me, that'd be awesome."
An S-rank hunter—especially one with an elemental affinity? Hell yes. She doesn't seem bad at all, way nicer than the online opinions I'd seen. Getting close could be great.
...S-ranks really are on another level.
We patrol the crack side by side, and her presence radiates sheer greatness. One casual swing of her hand turns A-rank monsters to ash; B-rank packs burn like nothing.
"Try using your mana more precisely."
"Like this?"
"Yeah. You're good."
Not just hunting—we swap tips on mana control, bonding as we roam.
Her dick...
Problem is, when she talks, my eyes flick to the bulge swaying under her pants before her face. I try to fight it, but instinct pulls my gaze—gulp, dry swallow. Am I gonna get caught staring?
"U-um, Unnie, are you friends with Yesl-unnie?"
I stammer to distract myself.
"She's a year younger, but yeah, we ended up friends."
"...Ended up?"
"Fought once, then got close."
Like boys bonding over scraps—I nod, but my body heats up more.
Getting kinda horny...
Staring at that huge cock nonstop has me aroused. Forgetting I've had sex dozens of times now, my pussy wets.
Alone with this sturdy stud, loneliness creeps in—I sidle up to Yeonwoo-unnie.
Squeeze.
Her eye level's perfect for arm-linking; my huge tits softly envelop her arm.
"...Seoyun?"
She blinks, flustered, looking at me.
"What?"
"Isn't this too close...?"
"Yeah, I'm kinda struggling, but can't I stay like this?"
Not stamina—my body's burning up. But to her, it's an irresistible puppy-dog plea.
...Who did this to me first?
Anyway, she effortlessly handles approaching monsters as we walk arm-in-arm, making her feel even more reliable.
"Unnie, you're insanely strong."
"...Yeah?"
"Super."
Female instinct? Watching her cool moves soaks my pussy more, juices trickling unnoticed.
Oddly, though I'm turned on, her cock stays completely soft.
Not even stirring like this...?
It sparks something competitive—I wanna make Yeonwoo-unnie hard for me. Pure desire to feel wanted.
Press.
I subtly grind my massive tits against her arm, clinging tighter. Feeling her muscles, reactions start.
Oh, it's hardening.
Then I spot her huge cock stiffening below.
"...Seoyun."
"Yes?"
"This means you want me to fuck you, right?"
An S-rank hunter wouldn't miss a single glance.
...She's staring hard.
Yeonwoo feels the furtive glances at her crotch. Thinking she won't notice? But now it's blatant.
Why's she staring like that?
First time meeting, yet every step draws eyes to her groin—pretending not to notice gets awkward.
Don't people avert their gaze? Her cock's too massive for panties even soft, occasionally bulging through pants.
But being ogled like this? Burdensome, yet arousing.
...Can't do much about it.
And Seoyun—with her slutty body and pheromones—staring so openly? Holding back is torture.
Yeonwoo had no lust for her at first, barely restraining her erection.
She'd heard some futas fuck on first sight, but she didn't want that.
Don't be a sleazy womanizer.
She chalked it up to innocent female curiosity—normal, right?
At first, pure intentions.
But then—squeeze—sudden arm-link, soft tits pressing, clinging closer. Thoughts intrude.
...Is this seduction?
No experience with women doesn't blind her—rubbing her crotch with tits isn't "normal."
Curiosity for the dick? Fine. But grinding breasts? No.
Glancing back, Seoyun's flushed face screams "in heat" like a bitch.
...Hah.
Night falls; they exit the crack, slip into a dark alley. Seoyun follows silently—Yeonwoo senses it.
This means she wants me to fuck her.
No more holding back. Her superhuman S-rank willpower crumbles during the hunt—her cock fully erects.
Seoyun startles, tries pulling away, but can't.
"...Seoyun."
"Yes?"
"This means you want me to fuck you, right?"
Yeonwoo's hands seize Seoyun's ass cheeks, one each, as night deepens.