Chapter 27 - Fist Marks Scratched into the Window
“No, wait—did you say banquet?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be going with you, so you’ve got more than enough qualification to attend.”
What I’m worried about isn’t whether I qualify to attend the damn banquet, you idiot!
If I show up at that banquet, women will swarm me 100%, like bees buzzing around flowers. Those ‘bees’ are women qualified to attend a banquet where the next empress candidate is present. In other words, they’ll have power, strength—everything. One of them might even be stronger than Han Seyoung, fall under my Rape Inducement, and rape me. Is Han Seyoung, who claims to love me, really planning to shove me into a place like that? A place where she might lose me forever? Why?
“Yaaawn... I’m sleepy. I’m heading to bed, so think up some lines to seduce that salamander princess. Though with that fuckable body of yours, you probably won’t even need them. Just in case, right?”
“Y-yeah...”
There wasn’t a trace of anxiety on Han Seyoung’s face. She yawned lazily, mouth stretched wide, then sauntered into the bedroom.
Is she that confident?
Confident that no other woman will steal me away. Confident that she can keep me under her thumb forever. Considering Han Seyoung’s monstrous strength and that dizzying, addictive pussy grip of hers, it’s not entirely baseless.
What a joke. I’m not staying under anyone.
I will break free from this woman’s shadow. Even if I’m living pathetically now, getting fucked left and right, my Incubus will make me infinitely stronger. The day will come when even Han Seyoung can’t keep up with my growth and falls behind. She’ll be the one pinned under me, moaning like a bitch in heat.
“Heh heh...”
The thought lifted my mood, a smirk creeping onto my lips unbidden. Yeah, the cheetah’s grinning. Han Seyoung handed me this opportunity without a clue. All those ‘bees’ I’ll meet at the banquet will bring me sweet honey in the form of skills. All I have to do is quietly lap it up.
With those gains from the banquet dancing in my head, I surrendered to the sleep creeping over me on the sofa.
***
A few days later.
Clack-clack, clack-clack...
“We’ll arrive at the banquet hall in about three hours. Shall I unload the luggage now?”
“Yeah, do that.”
I’ve been riding this ridiculously uncomfortable carriage for days now, heading to the city where the banquet’s held. Why the hell do they have photos and showers with endless hot water, but no cars?
“...Gulp.”
I grumbled inwardly and stared openly at Han Seyoung, who was reading the newspaper. Her perky tits, skin white as a winter snowfield, beautiful silver hair, and plum-red eyes... All those features came together in impossible proportions, like admiring a masterpiece. My gaze drifted naturally downward to her sturdy thighs and wide hips. I couldn’t believe this woman was a virgin when she first fucked me.
Even if men in this world have sex drives as low as women back home, leaving a beauty like this untouched is just unbelievable.
Even I, who’s seen plenty of beauties, sometimes zoned out admiring that face. And yet, in front of me, it turns into the mug of a terrifying rapist...
She’s earning her looks, at least...
A woman with such refined features, but her actions are pure depravity. Didn’t she secretly use my mouth last night too? The silver hairs stuck to my lips when I woke up were proof.
“Hey, what’re you staring at?”
Annoyed by my piercing gaze, Han Seyoung scowled and snapped in a sharp tone. We’ve fucked so many times, and she’s still this prickly? It stung a little.
“Your eyes are pretty, so I was looking.”
“Hah, right...”
She clicked her tongue in disbelief, then leaned in close. I could see her long lashes up close, the veins faintly visible under her pale skin.
“Hey, don’t lie! You’re scared of me, aren’t you?”
“Sure, you do scary stuff sometimes... but your face is pretty, right?”
“Well, yeah, I am.”
Pleased by the compliment, she grinned and scooted closer. Her shirt bulged from her tits, jiggling right in front of my eyes. For the banquet, she’d swapped her usual tee and leather jacket for a suit and dress shirt—which made her killer figure look even sexier.
“Hey, you know you look fucking hot right now?”
“Y-yeah...”
“Haaah... Is there really a walking porn fest like you? You advertising ‘please fuck me’ or what?”
Hah, hah... Rough breaths escaped her cherry lips. Wildly aroused, Seyoung grabbed the back of my neck. Her hot breath washed over my face, warming my skin.
“Hey, who told you to wear such slutty clothes?”
“You did, sis...!”
“Shut up, you slut.”
“What kinda bullshit logic is—”
“It’s all your fault you end up like this. You’re built perfect for getting raped.”
As Han Seyoung had ordered before, I was in short pants and a top. This time with underwear, but she’d said the slight glimpses were the ‘arousal points’...
“Get down here under my feet. Time to use that mouth-pussy of yours.”
“We’re in the carriage right now... I’ll let you bust one later before bed, so hold out...”
“No, I can’t wait anymore.”
In the end, her pressure forced me down. I could feel the coachman glancing back at us over my shoulder.
“Take them off yourself.”
Shrrk.
Peeling off her suit pants revealed black frilly panties. Do women in this world wear stuff this slutty too?
“Nngh...”
Carefully sliding off her panties, the first thing I saw was her neatly trimmed silver bush, glistening wet.
“Then... haum...!”
Chup... slurp! Chuuuurp! Smooch, sluuuurp...
“Haa... good, so good.”
“Mmgh...”
I slowly teased Seyoung’s slit with my tongue, bobbing my head up and down, flicking her clit lightly with the tip.
“Hnnngh... Hey. Feels good? Look at that dick leaking already, fuck.”
“Hngh?!”
“Suck it deeper!”
She clamped my face tight between her thighs, shoving my head until my nose pressed right against her pussy. Her musky scent and juices made it hard to breathe.
“Haaaaah...♥”
“N-now stop...”
It was torture. If I pulled away to breathe, her hands shoved me back; if my tongue paused, she’d yank my hair. In the end, I had no choice but to work my tongue furiously until she was satisfied.
“Hyaaah! I’m cumming—swallow it all!”
“Mmmphhh!!!”
Her juices flooded out like a torrent, soaking my face. They dripped from my hair and chin.
“Pffft, cough, cough...”
“Hyaaaa... That was great. Really.”
Swoosh.
Han Seyoung stroked my hair affectionately, eyes full of fondness. She patted my ass once, then pulled me up and sat me back on the seat.
“Kek, kek...”
Leaving me coughing up fluids from my mouth and nose, she lit a cigarette and stuck it between her lips. The smoke filled the carriage.
“You liked it too, didn’t you?”
“I-I almost died...!”
“Your pants are bulging like crazy. You’re hard as hell ‘cause it felt good, right?”
Any straight guy who’s not a fag or eunuch would get hard eating out a beauty like her. It’s unavoidable.
“Hey.”
She’s gonna make me do some other dogshit now... I turned to Han Seyoung.
“Tch, nah. Just come here for a hug.”
“Huh?”
“No big reason. Just curious if a guy’s body is warm.”
Suddenly suggesting something this creepy. Has she finally lost it? She’s not planning to hug me then pin me down and fuck me, is she?
I shivered, then slipped into Han Seyoung’s open arms. Her body heat was warm. The soft give of her tits pressed against my arms and shoulders.
“...Warm, huh.”
She rested her chin on my head. Her arms tightened around me with a squeeze. My much smaller frame sank deeper into her embrace.
Thump-thump.
I could hear her heartbeat from her chest. A woman who seemed devoid of blood or tears... but hot blood does flow through her veins, after all.
“Nothing special.”
With that, she let me go. She picked up her discarded cigarette, stuck it back in her mouth, and turned to gaze out the window.
“Yeah, probably nothing special.”
She mumbled something, but the carriage’s rumble drowned it out. I wanted to ask her to repeat it, but she’d already closed her eyes to sleep.
Why the sudden urge to do that...?
Leaving me with a storm of questions, Han Seyoung drifted off to sleep.