This Beast-Like... ♡!! (8)
Oh no. This guy was way too good with words. And he was ridiculously entertaining.
“Come on, one more shot!!”
“Wait, hold on, I…”
“Eyyy!! Cheers!”
“Ugh… okay. Cheers…!!”
Empty bottles were piling up. The club’s golden rule—Valentine’s whiskies—and high-proof spirits exceeding fifty percent alcohol rolled across the floor. Physical-type heroes possessed liver functions far beyond ordinary humans, making them immune to ordinary drunkenness. But as long as they remained within the boundaries of being ‘human,’ a limit still existed.
If they drank more alcohol than water or snacks, if the blood alcohol concentration overwhelmed their liver’s processing capacity, even the sturdiest physical hero would eventually get drunk. They just sobered up at an absurdly superhuman speed.
That was why Yeonha was currently experiencing the cycle of getting drunk and sobering up over a dozen times.
“So anyway, back then I almost ended up with the hero name Wagyu, can you believe it?!”
“Ahahaha!! No way, you’re lying!!”
“It’s true! I don’t know if the whole Association went crazy and started popping pills, but they seriously suggested it. Said Australian Wagyu was selling better than our domestic stuff lately, so why not use me as a promotional model for this opportunity!”
“That’s insane!! Kyahaha! It’s too funny, I can’t breathe!!”
He would spin absurd stories about the ridiculous power abuse that newly awakened superhumans often faced, turning them into hilarious comedy.
“No no, I’ve done way more of that than you. I was running around suppressing terrorist attacks on-site since my C-class days!! I’ve probably caught more villains than you, sunbae.”
“Pfft! Idiot, I’ve been doing this since middle school! By the time I hit S-class, you probably hadn’t even awakened yet and were still learning the alphabet in school.”
“How old are you, sunbae?!”
“Me? I’m twenty-six right now.”
“Eyyy! I’m turning thirty this year! You’re the baby here, total baby.”
“Calling your sunbae a baby?!”
They bickered like that, drank another glass. Then another. Their throats got dry and the only thing to drink was alcohol, so another glass. They’d get excited from talking too much and drink yet another. Alcohol was essentially a mix of water, flavorings, and ethanol—but these were high-proof spirits over fifty percent. The kind that could be set on fire. They contained less water than alcohol.
In other words, over the two hours since this impromptu drinking session began, she had practically replaced her blood with whiskey!!
And finally, when her defenses had loosened enough and the mood had grown quiet,
Gyuki leaned back against the sofa and looked at Yeonha. Her face was flushed pink from the liquor, glowing with warmth. She rested her chin on one hand, her body swaying rhythmically without any real purpose. Her waist was so slender it looked like it could be encircled by a single hand, and her pale hips peeked out from beneath her clothes.
Hoo. Gyuki let out a deep breath and slowly changed the subject.
“So, sunbae. Have you ever experienced anything like that?”
“Hmm?”
“You know, we’re beast-type heroes, right?”
“Yeah?”
“So there are things that pure ‘physical-types’ or those stuck-up ‘supernatural-ability types’ could never understand. For example… uh… I regurgitate.”
“…Huh?!”
“Regurgitate! You know, like how cows throw up what they ate and…”
“Ugh! For real?!”
“Just kidding. Kidding. Cows have four stomachs, but luckily I only have one, so I don’t need to do that. Anyway, you get what I mean. The habits that those incredible beast bastards we’re based on possess.”
Gyuki let out a long, serious sigh.
“Have you heard of the American hero called ‘Second Horseman,’ Ash?”
“Ah… I’ve heard the name. Yeah. He’s a horse-type, right?”
“Exactly. When I was B-class, I visited the States for a bit and met him. He was in a similar situation to me.”
Gyuki poured more liquor into his empty glass with a glug-glug and swirled it in his hand for a moment.
“His dick was too big.”
“Pffft?!”
Yeonha choked, coughing violently before pounding her chest and hurriedly swallowing more alcohol. Despite the commotion, Gyuki kept a completely straight face as he leaned on the table, staring at her with gloomy eyes.
“When I sleep with civilians, this is what happens.”
“Uh… um. That… must’ve been tough?”
“One round and they collapse. Try for a second round and they break. We’re heroes—we can’t just kill civilians, right? The girlfriend I did it with exactly twice… I really liked her, but because of me she ended up in a wheelchair.”
This was a much bigger problem than Yeonha had imagined. In her mind, Gyuki had shifted from an annoying junior who’d suddenly barged in, to a surprisingly fun and easy-to-talk-to junior. And now, he had become a pitiful junior with a sadder past than expected.
“When I first awakened and my body kept growing, I was just happy. I got stronger, villains would get scared just looking at me. There were plenty of women who said they liked me, and among them was someone genuinely kind and attentive.”
“Yeah…”
“But not long after we started dating, we had a perfect date, exchanged gifts, had a nice dinner at a fancy hotel lounge, and went upstairs. We did it exactly twice in that hotel room. I was young, I really liked her, and I got seriously excited.”
“Mmm…”
“That dawn she was rushed to the ER. Surgery finished the next morning. By evening when she woke up, she saw me and screamed. That was my last relationship.”
“Oh my god…”
At this heartbreaking story, Yeonha nearly burst into tears. At least rabbit-types only had minor flaws like slightly poor concentration, an impatient personality, or getting excited too quickly. But what kind of lives did the large mammal heroes like cows and horses live?
Patting the pitiful junior’s back, Yeonha spoke in a warm voice.
“There’ll be someone better for you…”
“Sniff.”
“Don’t cry. Stop that.”
“Hic. Hnng. That’s… not even the worst part! Even other heroes can’t handle it!”
“Huh?”
Gyuki thumped his massive body onto the table, sniffling as he fiddled with his glass.
“Large four-legged mammals like cows, horses, and pigs… they produce a lot.”
“…A lot?”
“Zebras do about 1.5 liters.”
Still lying face-down, Gyuki continued in an oddly gloomy voice.
“Pigs do 500 milliliters, horses 200, cows around 150 milliliters. So do you know how much an average person produces?”
“Uh… no…?”
The sudden stream of numbers didn’t really register, especially in the middle of a drinking session. Even more so for a topic she normally wouldn’t care about. But—
“Humans produce as little as 1 milliliter. Five at most. On average, about 3 milliliters. Getting the picture now?”
Even the smallest among large mammals—a cow—released fifty times more than a human in a single go. That meant pumping an amount that would require a healthy adult male to ejaculate inside fifty times, all in one shot.
Only now was the meaning of that sentence slowly sinking in. A heavy, massive realization hit her like a shockwave.
Gyuki gently lifted the glass from her hand and poured until it was nearly overflowing, glug glug glug.
“This much. Enough to fill an entire glass in one go.”
Gulp.
Yeonha stared at the glass in her trembling hand with wide eyes. A huge, powerful hand slowly settled over hers, covering the glass as if to block any escape.
“It’s because of the coagulating substances. Since they walk on four legs, if they just came normally the semen would leak right out. So they evolved to block the female’s womb with sticky gel-like stuff, ensuring pregnancy.”
“I… I see…?”
“No one can endure that. Even heroes lose consciousness in the moment, and the next day they stop answering calls. That’s when I realized.”
Gyuki slowly extended one finger over the back of her hand. His index finger. Thick, dark, and heavily calloused from training. Because his entire body had been enlarged through awakening, even his fingers had grown proportionally massive. Just one finger was already the size of an adult man’s cock.
“If I finish in one go, they break. So if I want a relationship that lasts a long time, I have to melt them slowly. Take it very easy, invest plenty of time. Not in a hurry. I’ll change them one stitch at a time, one by one, into women who can take everything I have and still enjoy it ‘together.’”
“W-wait…!”
Yeonha pulled her arm back and hugged herself. At some point Gyuki had slid right up beside her. The scent of an aroused male mixed with the smell of sweat made her head spin. His massive body felt like a wall closing in, enough to trigger claustrophobia.
Yeonha bit her lip and held on. She needed to end this conversation quickly, change the subject, and get out of this drinking session!
“Then what about ‘rut’? You mean you can hold it in the whole time?”
“During rut I just use ‘disposable’ partners. The results are as you can see.”
Gyuki smirked and pointed at the women sprawled out on the floor. Their legs were spread wide, unconscious. Yeah, they definitely looked broken.
“Sunbae. My dream isn’t becoming famous or making a ton of money.”
Gyuki very slowly lowered his hand and placed a single finger on Yeonha’s pale thigh with a soft tap. It was a completely non-threatening, casual gesture. Yet it carried a heavy impact that felt like it could shatter her soul.
“I just want to meet a woman who can accept me and live a good life together. Have a kid or two, live peacefully.”
“I’ll… introduce you to some women…”
“Don’t you need a sidekick?”
Another finger landed on her with a heavy thump. Hot, thick fingers as thick as a cock.
“Side… sidekick?”
“Just ten days. If that’s too much, then exactly one week. I won’t force you or push you. Let’s just purely, genuinely spend one week together catching ‘villains.’”
“What… what is that?”
“If I can’t fuck you during that time, I’ll just naturalize as a Korean citizen. The Association would love having an S-class hero join them, wouldn’t they?”
At his words, Yeonha froze, stopping her retreat. Her mind suddenly cleared as if doused with cold water. Unless they met in a confined space like this, she was one hundred percent confident she could beat Gyuki in open terrain. Excluding violence and coercion, in a normal situation, could he really seduce her with nothing but smooth talk?
Besides, the Association’s mission was to uncover why Gyuki had come to Korea, humble his pride, or—if nothing else—make him naturalize. It was a bet she was certain she could win.
Ha, seriously. I can’t believe this. Did wearing this outfit make me seem like such an easy woman? Hah, really. This junior… he was so fun to talk to and polite that I was starting to find him cute, but now he’s gone too far?
Yeonha shook off the alcohol haze and firmly grabbed Gyuki’s fingers, as if telling him not to dig any deeper. You crossed the line. This is too rude. That’s enough.
…Holy shit, it’s just two fingers and I need my whole hand to wrap around them. Are these even human hands? This… this beast-like… ♡
She pushed that thought aside for now!
“There’s no way I’d lose, but what if I do?”
“Then what? You’ll have my baby, of course. I already told you.”
Because he produced so much semen, he came with the intention of one hundred percent impregnating. So the moment she got fucked, pregnancy was already guaranteed no matter what.
He gently pushed the fingers gripped tightly in Yeonha’s hand downward, pressing firmly right below her navel—exactly where her womb was located. A promise that he would plant his seed there.
Startled by the intensity, Yeonha sharply slapped his fingers away, shot to her feet, and snapped,
“Don’t regret this! You should’ve spent that time seducing some other woman instead!!”
She stormed out of the room with sharp clicks of her heels. Gyuki simply watched her retreating figure with a sly grin. His sticky gaze lingered on her swaying, beautifully bouncing backside as he licked his lips with a smack.
Hmmm. He took a deep breath.
Once again—humans lacked a vomeronasal organ to detect pheromones of reason, but cows had one. And Gyuki, who possessed the power of a bull, had a similar organ. In fact, most beast-type heroes had comparable sensory structures.
Therefore, it wasn’t just Botal Rabbit who had smelled the scent of a male in ‘rut.’
The male who had caught the scent of a female in ‘heat’ pulled out his rigidly erect, twitching cock with a grin. He slowly approached the unconscious woman lying on the table.
“This is gonna taste fucking amazing, for real.”
Like enjoying an appetizer before the main course. With enough force to shatter her pelvis, he thrust deep—
-Squelch♡
—and buried himself all the way inside.