Frontal Breakthrough
I didn't reach out to noona as she shoved me away, panting roughly. As promised, that is. The deal where I'd let her go if she kissed me first had worked like a charm.
Instead, I strode straight toward Mari. She was thrilled by my praise, readjusting her grip on the bowstring.
"Alright, Mari. Let me give you a little help."
I pressed my chest flush against her back without a gap, gently overlaying my hands on hers where she held the bow. "Eh? O-Oppa?"
Mari's eyes went wide like a startled rabbit, and I brought my face so close our lips nearly brushed. From afar, it looked downright misleading.
"Focus."
With a serious expression, I guided her mana, flicking my gaze toward noona standing off at a distance.
Just as I thought.
Noona's face was exactly as I'd predicted. Her daughter had just slipped right into the arms of the man she'd been passionately French-kissing moments ago, her cheeks flushed beet red, flustered beyond words. And that blatant skinship perfectly mirrored what she'd done herself not long before. How could she not be reeling?
Jealousy, a sense of taboo, guilt toward her daughter, and an indescribable loss—all those emotions tangled into a storm.
In the end...
"......Oh, I forgot there's more laundry! Y-You two keep training well......!"
Noona snatched up the empty laundry basket from the ground in a panic and bolted through the inn's back door like she was fleeing for her life.
I chuckled softly and stepped back from behind Mari. This grueling secret technique training of stacking mana layer by layer was enough for today.
"Alright, that's it for now. Just don't forget that sensation from earlier."
"Haa, haa....... Yeah, oppa. I feel like I've got no strength left in my body at all......."
Mari, drained from the extreme focus and mana expenditure in such a short time, was utterly spent. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and staggered as she picked up her bow.
"Oppa, I'm heading up to my room to wash and rest....... Call me when it's time for dinner later."
"Sure. Get some good rest."
I stretched as I watched Mari trudge into the inn. Alright, time to catch that fleeing rabbit.
I poked around inside the inn looking for noona, but she wasn't anywhere on the first floor. I even checked up to the door of the bedroom on the second floor, but there was no sign of life inside. As if she could hide anywhere in this tiny inn.
—Want me to scan for her with magic?
Ria piped up right on cue, and I thought, 'Yeah, let's do that.'
—Only nice when you need something.
The necklace vibrated faintly, then—
—Found her. Behind the inn. That shed attached to the backyard. Faint mana signature there.
I crept silently toward the shed. As I cautiously pushed open the creaky wooden door and stepped inside, a shadow among the sacks of ingredients flinched.
"S-Sian......? Wh-what are you doing here? Where's Mari......."
Noona tried to play it cool, but she couldn't hide the tremor in her voice. Instead of answering, I closed the distance in quick strides and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist, apron and all.
"Eek......! Sian, what the hell—let go......!"
"Noona."
I whispered into the ear of the woman wriggling to escape my embrace, my usual teasing lilt stripped away, replaced by a voice heavy with utter seriousness.
"If you really hate me that much, if this situation is too much for you to handle...... I'll just leave."
"......Huh?"
"I'll make some excuse to Mari and pack my bags tonight. Gone by morning."
My bombshell stopped her cold. The hands pushing against me went limp, and her wide eyes—filled not with relief, but a strange mix of dread, regret, and bewilderment—locked onto my face.
"But......"
I stroked the small of her back soothingly, meeting her gaze.
"Just one last time. I want to do it with you one more time, noona."
No clumsy excuses or threats—just a straight pitch. In the dim shed, her ragged breaths echoed precariously.
—You're really gonna leave?
Ria couldn't hold back her curiosity while I waited for noona's reply.
'What choice do I have? If she doesn't want it, I'm not forcing her.'
"Then......"
Noona finally looked at me, decided.
"Come to my room... tonight."
**Late into the night, when everyone was asleep. The inn's hallway was deathly silent.**
I checked that no one was around—lingering longest at Mari's door—before standing before noona's.
Knock knock.
"It's me, noona."
A soft intake of breath from inside, then a muffled voice slipped through the door.
"......Come in."
I eased the door open quietly and slipped inside. Under the dim lantern light, noona sat in the middle of the bed, clutching the blanket up to her neck, hiding her body tight.
As I turned to lock the door securely and approached the bed slowly, she spoke, eyes on me.
"Cast the spell first..."
Maybe because her daughter Mari was next door. The moment she saw me, she asked for the magic.
—Soundproofing spell, right?
With the necklace's vibration, the room was perfectly isolated from outside noise.
I gently laid my hand over hers, still gripping the blanket.
"Done. No matter how loud we get in here, no one outside will hear a thing."
"......."
"But how long are you gonna hide like that? Noona, aren't you gonna show me?"
Whoosh.
The blanket slipped down, revealing a seductive silhouette that seized my gaze even in the shadows. Porcelain skin stark against sophisticated, dizzying black lace lingerie.
Truth be told, I'd run to the village shop the moment she gave permission and picked it out myself. Knowing it might really be the last time, I couldn't resist dressing her in something to my taste.
And there she was on the bed: a voluptuous woman prepared solely for me, sitting demurely.
"Noona, it suits you perfectly. Not too tight, right?"
"......Yeah."
Her ears and nape flushed crimson with shame, she ducked her head and murmured like an ant crawling.
Her shoulders quivered with embarrassment and a strange anticipation. That fragile, tantalizing sight broke my restraint—I reached out.
"Come here."
Noona's body in my arms radiated a pleasant heat—either from the blanket or from waiting alone, feverish with anticipation. Her signature sweet, musky scent filled my nostrils, intoxicating as ever, stirring my cock.
I pulled back slowly, shedding my top and bottoms. Now in just underwear, I sat facing her on the bed.
"Since it's the last time, you start, noona."
"...What do you mean?"
"I've always taken the lead so far. Tonight, you come to me first. Or rather, I'll do whatever you say. I'll just sit here."
Her eyes flickered uncertainly at my words. She'd expected to just receive as usual.
How much time passed? Finally, the hesitation in her gaze twisted into thick desire.
"Haa...... Sian......."
Her hands wrapped around my neck. Slowly, so slowly, her lips overlapped mine.
"Mm, mmm......! Chup, haa......."
The tentative kiss deepened uncontrollably once the dam broke—a sticky, intense clash of guilt for deceiving her daughter and thirst for me.
"Smack, chu...... churup."
When the kiss ended, noona grabbed my head and pulled it to her ample breasts, rubbing against them. Through the thin black lace, I felt her heartbeat and plush softness. Satisfied, she let out a low, pent-up moan as she indulged.
"Haa......."
Noona quietly slipped off her panties. The black fabric dropped to the floor, and she spread her legs slightly on the bed, looking at me. Her face burned with shame, but her command was bold and direct.
"Suck it... thoroughly."
The moment her trembling order landed, I dipped my head.
"Eut, uuum... hng, haa...... Sian......."
The instant my tongue tip touched, noona jolted and instinctively clamped her mouth shut. She knew the spell was up, but feared Mari sleeping next door might hear this immoral sound.
Savoring her fear, I explored her secret folds even more tenderly, more devotedly.
"Churup... chu..rurup."
"Haa,.. mm, ha... Sian, wait...!"
"You said to do it thoroughly, noona."
I replied and dove back in.
"Churup, smack, haa....... Noona, your pussy smells like ripe apricot. It's driving me insane."
"Ah! Mm, mmm......!"
Noona bucked her hips, clutching my hair tight. A good sign, I figured. I flicked my tongue tip insistently at her clit, then engulfed it with my lips, sucking hard.
"Chururup, squelch, chup......."
"Haa, haa...... S-Sian...... Stop, enough now......! Ah, mm! Mmmph!"
"Chu, churup, ha....... Already, noona?"
"Ah, aaaang! No, Sian, stop......! I-I'm gonna go weird, okay? Mmm!"
At her plea, I gripped her hips firm and plunged my tongue deeper, more brazenly.
"Ah, aa! Aaaah! Uuup......!"
Finally reaching her limit, noona slammed my head against her pussy and shuddered violently. Even then, I kept my tongue moving relentlessly.
"Haaaang haaaang!! Stop it!! Hiiik!!"
Noona writhed, unleashing high-pitched moans before collapsing onto the bed.
"Haa, haa...... ha......."
I lifted my head slowly to look up at her. Her eyes were glazed in aftershocks, glaring at me with resentment for pushing her over despite her words.
"Noona, no use giving me that dirty look. You asked me to suck it thoroughly."
I licked the nectar from my lips and grinned.