I'm Afraid I'll Lose You Forever...
"Han Seyoung, I already know full well how strong you are."
The fear that had filled Elizabeth's eyes vanished in an instant. Her gaze shifted to a savage glare brimming with killing intent—the reptilian eyes that always emerged whenever she got pissed.
"I'll admit, you're a bit much for me."
"But that's just the limit of strength as an individual."
"What are you trying to say?"
No sooner had Elizabeth finished speaking than the knights milling around them donned their armor and drew their swords, surrounding Han Seyoung in a flash. Putting on all that heavy gear in such a short time—they weren't your average pushovers.
"Surrender, Miss Han Seyoung."
"Haha, give me a break."
The seasoned female knights pressed their blades to Seyoung's throat. The razor-sharp edges would slice mercilessly at the slightest movement.
"Ha, you think this piddly shit is enough to take me down?"
"It's not piddly. These knights are among the empire's elite. You might handle one or two, but at this distance and numbers? Even you won't walk away unscathed."
Indeed, no matter how strong Han Seyoung was, taking on all these women barehanded was impossible. Especially with swords and spears at her throat!
"You seem to be misunderstanding something. At this range?"
-Crack, crunch.
The sound of something being forcibly ripped out echoed from all directions. It was eerily like yanking weeds from the root, sending chills down the spine.
"You all need to realize you're in danger too."
-Plink.
A few fingernails dropped from Han Seyoung's hand. At first, it looked like they'd come from her fingers, but her hand was unscathed—meaning they belonged to the knights.
"Gaaahhh!"
The moment their nails came off, the knights surrounding Seyoung clutched their hands and collapsed, wailing pitifully enough to inspire sympathy.
"What? Elite knights? Crying like babies over a single fingernail... I think you should drop the knight title and start from scratch."
"Did you... use magic or something?"
"Nah, I just moved my hands at a speed you couldn't see."
Moved her hands—without a sound—while surrounded by swords? We already knew she wasn't human, but this was ridiculous!
"So, what'll it be? Should I go first, or you?"
"No matter how flashy your performance, you're still outnumbered!"
"Guess I need to even the odds first, then."
-Whoosh.
In the blink of an eye, Han Seyoung was right in front of the princess. Elizabeth swung her beast-like claws wildly, but her target was already gone.
"Let me make you an offer you can't refuse."
Like they were old pals, Han Seyoung draped an arm over Elizabeth's shoulder. Her pale, veiny forearm wrapped around the chocolate-brown neck.
"If I squeeze just a little here, your neck snaps. Even a monster with fancy dragon blood would be in trouble with a shattered spine, right?"
"Grk... ughhh...."
"Let's keep this peaceful. I only want two things from you."
Grinning like a kid picking out a toy, Han Seyoung pointed at me with a finger.
"This one's mine from the start, so I'm taking him. No complaints?"
"Fine! I get it!"
"And the other one is..."
-Whisper whisper...
Han Seyoung leaned in and murmured into Elizabeth's ear. Was it something others couldn't hear? Her expression turned subtly grave as she spoke carefully.
"Th-that...!"
"Why not?"
"It's not that I can't, but...!"
"I'm the one going, so what do you care?"
"True, but..."
Her reptilian eyes filled with rare fear. She looked pathetic, shrinking like that.
"Consider it done, then. And I'm taking this one."
"You know dragon stuff can't even be used anyway, but you're still stealing my man?"
"Why the hell is he your man? I said he's mine from the beginning."
With that, Han Seyoung yanked hard on the leash around my neck, dragging me toward her.
"No! Don't separate me from my owner!"
Thanks to the enslavement, my body rebelled against being pulled toward her. My mouth spat defiance too—whether from my job trait or the enslavement, I couldn't tell.
You let me get teased for being a quick shot before, but now your damn traits kick in without consistency.
I grumbled internally about the status window's bullshit logic, but my relatively frail body couldn't resist her superhuman strength and was slowly dragged closer.
"Let... go...!"
"What, did she train you or something in a month? How'd you change this much?"
"I-I'm... a toilet reserved for superior upper-class races...! I won't submit to trash like you mercenary scum!"
"Look at you—did you get a whiff of dragon musk or what?"
My arms rose on their own, thumping Seyoung's sides. It didn't faze her stronger body at all, but it pissed her off enough to hook her leg around mine and trip me.
=Splat.
"Mmph!"
My face buried into Han Seyoung's plump, heaving breasts. It felt like a cheap third-rate Japanese anime fanservice scene—surreal.
"Your mouth says you hate me, but your dick down there is honest."
"W-wait...!"
[Job trait: Male Knight's 'Speak Seductively' automatically activates.]
[Overlaps and amplifies with the existing 'Enslavement' effect.]
"Nooo!!! Don't touch me there!!!"
"What the fuck? You can even say shit like that? Cut the crap and come quietly! Becoming a dragon's slave means only something stronger gets to fuck you."
"D-don't touch me with those filthy hands!!"
"...Hold up, this is getting pretty fun."
Seyoung grinned, flashing her pearly whites. Mischief sparked as she glanced at the princess, then back at me.
Mwah, smack.
Elizabeth planted a forceful kiss on my lips, making a show of it.
"Wh-what the hell are you doing right in front of me...!"
"I was gonna fuck you discreetly somewhere quiet, but this seems way more entertaining."
-Smack... slurp...
"Mmph! Mmph?!"
Han Seyoung kissed me so hard it blocked my breath, while Elizabeth stared in a daze.
"W-wait... stop now! I'll give you something else! Just don't take him!"
"I keep telling you, he's my man. What kinda crazy talk is that?"
The princess pleaded with Seyoung through hazy, unfocused eyes. Whenever did she plan to offer me up to another woman? Now she's begging to keep me?
Guess she finally realized my killer charm a bit too late.
Classic love story trope: only appreciating your lover after they're snatched away by someone else. Cheap as hell. Was Elizabeth going through that too?
A disaster of a woman, instinctively knowing she'd lose me forever to someone way stronger like Han Seyoung...
"Ahh..."
"Save me, Owner...!"
"What a fucking farce..."
Han Seyoung grumbled as she forced me flat on the floor. She gripped my throbbing, erect cock tight and shoved it deep into her mouth.
"Mmph, too biiiig...."
"Don't suck iiiit...! That's only for my owner...!"
Fuck, I didn't allow either of you.
Han Seyoung licked my cock once with her ruby-red lips.
Slurp slurp...
She smacked her lips, then engulfed it whole in one go. Amid it all, her silver hair swayed, brushing and poking at my shaft.
"Oogh...!"
Even for her, swallowing something this massive was a struggle—she let out a weird noise and teared up.
"Pwah... slurp... mmph!"
She spat it out, caught her breath, then dove back in. Her eye makeup smeared with tears, streaking black down her face. Giving up on deepthroating, she started lapping at the base—schlurp, schlurp.
Her surprisingly warm tongue stimulated me with every pass, surges of ejaculation building up.
"Twitching like that—you prefer licking over pussy?"
"Hngh...."
"Hey, don't cover your face."
Han Seyoung roughly pinned my arms to the sides. She slowly savored my flushed face, smirked, and resumed sucking.
-Slurp, schluck, squelch.
She devoured it greedily, sucking rough and wild. I worried her teeth might hurt, but thankfully, she was careful. Her soft red tongue traced lines slick with saliva.
Tingle tingle...
Teasing flicks built pleasure bit by bit. Seeing her smile so lewdly in the moment felt off.
-Spurt spurt spuuurt.
"Cumming on my face without warning?"
"Heeugh...."
"You're dead meat today."
Seeing my semen splattered on her pale skin stirred conquest and euphoria in my chest. Even this powerhouse woman, defiled by my genes...!
Han Seyoung wiped her face roughly with her hand and straddled me. Unlike the princess's heavy ass, she felt surprisingly light despite her build.
"Hey! Watch close—your dildo's all mine to fuck now."
"Stop...! No...!"
-Squelch, shluuuurp!
Ignoring Elizabeth's pleas, Han Seyoung didn't stop. She slurped my cock straight into her pussy without mercy, flashing her usual grin.
"Thanks for the meal!"
She cried out brightly.