The Rabbit Hole Sharehouse (2)
After roughly an hour of the quiet struggle beneath the table, Yeonha sat leaning halfway across the tabletop with a completely slack expression, panting heavily.
“Yeonha.”
“Hng, yeah?”
“Shall we go inside and rest? You seem to be getting drunk faster than usual today.”
“Yeah. Mm-hmm, let’s do that. Let’s clean up quickly.”
“I’ll handle the cleanup. Go prepare a place for Mr. Tran to sleep.”
“A bed…?! Prepare a bed?! Ah! Right, right. Of course. Got it.”
Tran Van Bao clicked his tongue in regret and had to remove his hand from Yeonha’s ass. Even through her pants he could feel how thoroughly soaked her pussy was, and he desperately wanted to throw her down and fuck her right there—but with the beast called Colossus sitting right in front of them, it was far too dangerous.
“Follow me. The room over there should be empty.”
Yeonha spoke in a stiff voice. The room she led him to was on the opposite side of the hallway, past the living room from Colossus and Yeonha’s bedroom.
“Our house has a lot of windows. I go out on missions through them pretty often. So all the windows in this building… connect to our terraces.”
Once they had put some distance between themselves and the others, Yeonha’s tone gradually shifted into something softer and more coquettish. She lightly pinched Tran Van Bao’s forearm and grumbled.
“What were you thinking, doing that?! If we’d been caught, even I wouldn’t have been able to stop him.”
“How about we just move out and live together? Tran Van Bao finds it tiring to keep watching his back. Because it is difficult for him to hold back from touching you. You are beautiful.”
“Ugh…! Th-that’s impossible. I love Colossus. I can’t… I can’t betray him.”
“Then is what we are doing right now not betrayal?”
“This is because you… hngh♡!”
Tran Van Bao cut her off by placing his hand on her lower belly. At the light tap, Yeonha’s body jerked and she clung tightly to his arm.
“N-not here. We’ll get caught♡!”
“Come to my room once that bastard falls asleep. Tran Van Bao will teach you your place.”
“Hngh…♡ Hic♡!”
“Answer him.”
“Y-yes…♡! I understand!”
“And?”
“I-I love you♡ Please stop now…♡”
Tran Van Bao smiled in satisfaction and gave her ass a light slap. Yeonha shot him a teary glare, then turned and headed back toward the living room.
The room assigned to him was more than satisfactory. It contained only a guest bed and a wardrobe, yet every piece of furniture was of the highest quality he could never have imagined. The bed was at least a double-queen size—large enough that no matter what happened, he would never roll off.
Tran Van Bao chuckled to himself as he stripped and threw himself onto the bed.
*
Sitting in the bedroom with Colossus, Yeonha smiled faintly beneath the lamp. Ever since their conversation before the drinking session, she seemed… different. As though she had peeled away one layer of her heart, or perhaps realized something new and changed because of it.
She was acting, just as she had said. Breaking the taboo so that even she herself could truly believe it. It was all for him. Because of her Induced Ovulation trait, she had made this choice. Colossus tried to think of it that way.
“You did well, Colossus. He really didn’t seem to notice anything.”
“No.”
“I see. So you saw everything? Even the hand that was groping me under the table?”
“Mm.”
Colossus’s Trace Reading was top-tier even among A-class heroes. The only hero whose ability could compare was Onyx Knight’s S-class Trace Reading. In other words, within his range of perception, the only person in the country capable of doing something without him noticing was Onyx Knight.
Yeonha slowly removed her pajamas and slid her panties down. With a wet sound, the thoroughly soaked fabric left a long, glistening trail of arousal down her thighs. She carried the panties over and placed them on top of Colossus’s pants.
“They’re this wet. How does it feel?”
“Mm…”
“While you were just watching, an F-class foreign laborer got to touch me however he wanted.”
“…Mm.”
“You’re hard…?”
Yeonha tapped the tip of Colossus’s erection, which was clearly visible even through his pants.
“Then wait here for a bit, okay? I’m going to go have some outdoor sex now. I probably won’t be back until morning. Once that guy gets going, he tends to fuck for that long.”
“…Mm.”
“I’ll try to keep quiet, but I’m not confident. Even inside gates, when I come to my senses I’m always panting like crazy.”
Colossus simply stared at her without a word. Yeonha let out a small laugh and lowered her head. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered.
“So I might end up sounding like a beast while getting fucked like a dog. That kind of sound isn’t acting—it means it’s real. Understand?”
“Ugh…”
“Hehe, you look like you’re about to cum. Your cock is so hot and trembling, Colossus.”
Yeonha pulled away with a bright laugh. Wearing only her pajama top, her thighs glistening with arousal, and completely bare underneath, she rested her hand on the doorknob.
“But if you want to get me pregnant, you’ll have to wait, right? Don’t touch yourself. You have to endure even while listening to my voice.”
She smiled like a little devil and opened the door, stepping outside. With her back to him, she paused in the hallway and whispered.
“Ah, right. All our terraces are connected. You know that, right? If I’m taking too long and you get worried from hearing so much noise… you can come check if I’m okay. Just… don’t interrupt.”
Colossus rubbed his face once and closed his eyes. Acting… right? Whether she was doing it on purpose or not, through the slightly open door he could see her retreating figure. Passing through the dark hallway, disappearing into the faint light beyond the window. Turning the corner at the end of the corridor until she was completely out of sight.
—Click.
The sound of the guest room door closing echoed down the hall.
*
Heroes’ senses were all highly developed. Depending on their abilities, certain senses could be transcendentally enhanced, but generally most senses developed evenly. The five representative senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.
In other words, in this case—
—Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak. Creak.
The sound of an old, unused bed with worn springs shaking violently could be heard clearly even from across the hallway.
“—!”
“——♡”
Even their hushed conversation, though the words themselves were indistinguishable, was audible enough on this quiet night.
—Creak, creak, creak.
The sounds continued.
—Thirty minutes.
“—!! —♡♡!! -♡!!!”
More intense voices could be heard now.
—One hour.
“Ahhng♡!! ——♡!! Hic♡!”
The sounds were now loud enough to carry faintly down the hallway.
—Three hours.
“Heuuuugh♡! Haaah♡ Ugh, ugh, ah, haaauuugh♡♡!!!”
Her voice rang out as though she could no longer even think about holding back.
‘That kind of sound isn’t acting—it means it’s real. Understand?’
Yeonha’s words echoed in his mind, and Colossus flinched. Their sex had always been gentle and warm. He had never once heard her make such beastly noises before.
Listening to her ceaseless moans, Colossus found himself unconsciously tapping the bed with his index finger. It was the first time since childhood that his emotions showed so clearly in his actions. He frowned as he stared at his trembling fingertips.
Self-loathing…? Was it self-loathing over sex he couldn’t give her? Or was it really…
He closed his eyes, looking down at his cock that had remained rock-hard for hours.
Or was he truly aroused by this situation?
*
Five hours had passed. For the past hour, no sounds had come from across the hallway. Aside from the occasional creak of bedsprings, there was nothing. They were clearly still having sex, yet Yeonha’s voice had gone silent. What did it mean that even their conversation could no longer be heard?
When anxiety and unease suddenly reared their heads, Colossus slowly rose to his feet. After sitting in the same position for five straight hours, his body made a cracking sound.
—Ah, right. All our terraces are connected. You know that, right? If I’m taking too long and you get worried from hearing so much noise… you can come check if I’m okay. Just… don’t interrupt.
He would do as Yeonha said. He would just check on her condition. Just to see how they could possibly… have sex like that.
Muttering excuses to no one in particular, Colossus slowly made his way across the terraces. The cool dawn breeze cleared his head slightly. But even as his senses sharpened, his heart grew heavier.
—Step, step.
Was the reason he was suppressing his footsteps because of Yeonha’s words? Or because he didn’t want to interrupt the two of them? Colossus truly couldn’t understand his own heart.
He wanted to check. He didn’t want to check. The closer he got to the guest room, the heavier his steps became. The brightly lit room was now right in front of him. Through the slightly open window, he could see the white curtains fluttering in the night breeze. Part of the room was visible.
—Creak, creak, creak, creak.
The sound of the bed frame was now much clearer. He approached the curtains, carefully hiding his body, and slowly peeked over the windowsill.
—Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak.
Crumpled tissues and scattered clothes lay strewn across the white bedsheets. Beyond the half-obscured view, he could clearly see the dark, alien silhouette. The small man’s thrusting hips. Looking closer, he saw the silhouette lying beneath him. Offering no resistance, in a state where it was impossible to tell if she was even conscious. Her jet-black, glossy hair was spread messily across the bed as she weakly accepted the man’s cock.
Every time the wind blew, the thick scent of sweat and body odor wafted out. With one of her pale legs draped over his shoulder and her swaying hair gripped tightly in his fist, the man leaned down and began kissing her deeply, as if showing off.
“!!!”
Yeonha’s slightly opened eyes turned toward the curtains. Colossus instinctively stepped back from the window and stood frozen for a moment. If he took just one more step, if he revealed himself at the window…
He could end everything. Punish that man. Rescue Yeonha. Whether she wanted it or not. If he wished, at any time.
He leaned against the terrace railing, gazing down at the night streets as he took a deep breath. But did he truly want that? Unable to be certain, he stood there for a long time.