Night Play with Cheong-ui Gongja (3)
Night Play with Cheong-ui Gongja (3)
So it was the night before. Muk Seo-ah felt like she needed to repay Cheong-ui Gongja.
That thought hit her when her lust was surging incredibly high.
For some reason, Muk Seo-ah kept feeling her sexual desire getting stronger. It flared up at random times, and the intervals were getting shorter and shorter.
Just like a pubescent boy. Even when she was a man, her lust hadn't been this intense.
Why was this happening with a woman's body? Weren't women's libidos supposed to be weaker?
It was late at night, so Muk Seo-ah walked over with a sway in her step, wearing thin indoor clothes.
Basically pajamas. Indoors, Muk Seo-ah comfortably wore short shorts and a sleeveless silk top. She only had underwear on below.
She didn't even know how to bind her breasts, and it didn't really click why she should.
In fact, bra-like things for the chest just squeezed her boobs and felt stuffy. The pressure got in the way of movement. The biggest issue was breathing.
There was no chest underwear that fit Muk Seo-ah. She'd thought about buying one at the market, but they were all too small for her size.
Nipples poking through clothes could be a problem.
But for men, nipple slip was natural. Only a crazy bastard would tape his nipples just because he didn't like it.
It bugged Muk Seo-ah a bit, but she endured it.
More than anything, as long as she didn't thrust her chest forward, her nipples weren't that visible.
So she headed to Cheong-ui Gongja's room in her sleeveless top, short pants, and just panties underneath.
Looking at herself in the mirror, it was pretty damn revealing. It was just normal loungewear, but that was her body's fault.
Her body itself was so violent that any clothes looked risky.
What could she do about being built like this? It was unavoidable.
No helping it. Who'd want a body like this?
It's fine. With Cheong-ui Gongja, there'd be no issue. He wasn't the type to chase skirts.
And wrapping herself up tight just to avoid men's stares? That was some real woman's bullshit.
Thinking she'd do that made some inexplicable fucking annoyance well up inside Muk Seo-ah's chest.
'No way. Do I have to dress hot and uncomfortable just because of those dickhead stares? Fuck no.'
It really felt fucking lame.
Muk Seo-ah decided to strut confidently. Coming empty-handed to repay him felt lame, so she grabbed a few bottles of premium booze from her waist sash.
She knocked on the door to Cheong-ui Gongja's room.
From inside, there was a loud udangtang crash, then he opened the door. He adjusted his headscarf and greeted Muk Seo-ah.
"What brings you in the dead of night?"
"I don't remember, I really blacked out completely. But since you saved me, I came to repay you."
"Ehey, no need. Of course I had to save you. No repayment necessary."
Hearing Cheong-ui Gongja's words, Muk Seo-ah unwittingly pouted. What, were his eyes buttonholes? Didn't he see the booze she brought? She came thinking of him, and it was all for nothing.
Was he saying he didn't want to drink with her?
"You really don't need anything?"
She asked again. If he said no this time, she'd really get sulky.
Muk Seo-ah looked up at Cheong-ui Gongja. His gaze lingered on her face for a split second before flicking downward.
"Kkulk-kkulk-kkulk!"
At that moment, Cheong-ui Gongja coughed awkwardly several times.
Muk Seo-ah couldn't believe what just happened.
'No way, did he look at my tits?'
Women supposedly knew when men eyed their chests. It wasn't superstition; it was real. The quick shake of his pupils. Muk Seo-ah's whole body twitched.
'This crazy bastard.'
Cheong-ui Gongja looking at her tits.
The sensation of being seen as a woman by him wasn't pleasant.
Especially since Muk Seo-ah had been a man, the revulsion doubled. If an ugly guy sneaked a peek at her chest, it'd be disgusting.
Of course, Cheong-ui Gongja wasn't ugly, so it wasn't unpleasant, but the fact that he'd side-eyed her tits was shocking.
It didn't suit Cheong-ui Gongja at all.
'No... Cheong-ui Gongja wouldn't do that.'
Her head rationally thought it off, but a heated breath escaped Muk Seo-ah's lips.
Her body reacted unconsciously to the gaze sweeping her chest. She felt a strange pleasure without thinking. Thinking that stuffy Cheong-ui Gongja was rattled because of her oddly made her feel good.
Ah, was this it? The thrill of trolling in games, stepping first into fresh white snow and ruining the pristine surface.
The pleasant sensation of disrupting order. Probably the same principle. Cheong-ui Gongja was like the personification of order.
Muk Seo-ah unwittingly broke into a playful smile at the fact that her body had shaken him.
"Come in first."
Cheong-ui Gongja said. Muk Seo-ah entered his room.
Cheong-ui Gongja's guest room was overall neat and had a nice scent.
Oak wood aroma? The whole room felt refreshing.
Pretty clean for a guy's room. Muk Seo-ah thought as she looked around.
"Really, no need for repayment. And coming in the dead of night dressed like that... jeez..."
Cheong-ui Gongja said, covering his face with his hand.
Like he had a headache. His ears were faintly red. Muk Seo-ah tossed out words without thinking.
"Why? What's wrong with my outfit? It's just pajamas. Is there a reason I can't come like this?"
"Not that, but—"
"Then it's fine. Let's have a drink. You like booze, right, Cheong-ui Gongja? I brought the expensive stuff."
It was true. Muk Seo-ah's observation skills were sharp.
After they exorcised that two-billion-something last time and drank together, he seemed to avoid it for moderation but gulped it down surprisingly well.
Cheong-ui Gongja had cut back on alcohol for ascetic training, but originally he was a boozer.
His gaze lingered on the booze bottles at Muk Seo-ah's waist.
"...A little is okay."
The booze Muk Seo-ah brought was top-shelf fermented liquor that commoners couldn't even dream of affording. She'd splurged.
Muk Seo-ah was looking forward to it too. Cheong-ui Gongja pretended to be calm, but she could see his mouth twitching.
Not many in this world hated booze.
This should be proper repayment.
Muk Seo-ah uncorked the bottles and quickly set up a drinking spread.
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"So I'm planning to search for and exorcise the Jade Rabbit. Muk Do-sa, Muk Do-sa, you listening?"
"Ung— Yeah, listening. What'd you just say?"
Muk Seo-ah refilled her cup. The fermented liquor's proof was nearly 60 degrees by modern measurements.
Normal people chugging it would burn their esophagus and shred their stomach.
But Muk Seo-ah's stamina was exceptional. In this world, stamina equaled life force. HP. Muk Seo-ah could down grain liquor in one go without punching holes in her gut and actually enjoy it.
"Huh? Why's my cup empty?"
Muk Seo-ah shook her empty cup.
She'd forgotten she'd just downed it all herself. Her body could tank any amount of booze, but her tolerance couldn't.
Muk Seo-ah's tolerance was prematurely ejaculatory, to put it mildly.
Normal people could objectively stop before getting wasted. But Muk Seo-ah got drunk before she could even objectify, no middle ground.
Fatally weak tolerance.
Cheong-ui Gongja thought he needed to be careful drinking with Muk Seo-ah.
"Muk Do-sa, you're drunk."
"Me? What're you talking about? This is like water. Watch this. Fantasy Aurora Brew—"
"Uwaaa! Don't mix them!"
Bad drunk...! Cheong-ui Gongja quickly snatched Muk Seo-ah's cup.
Muk Seo-ah giggled with her flushed face, then started dozing off sitting up. Cheong-ui Gongja's soul nearly fled.
"You're way too drunk. Time to head back to our rooms. Get up. There you go."
"Ung... hot."
Muk Seo-ah tugged open the collar of her top.
Her white collarbone and elastic breasts came into view. Cleavage and upper boobs visible.
Cheong-ui Gongja froze.
Muk Seo-ah was drunk. Cheong-ui Gongja wasn't.
His tolerance was monstrous. Drinker hierarchy rule: The sober one has to look after people and clean up.
"Muk Do-sa, you can't sleep here! Get up! Back to your room!"
"Hngnya..."
"Hwaaa! Open your eyes!"
Wrong. Muk Seo-ah showed no sign of getting up.
Not fully asleep, just half-dozing and nodding off. Even if Cheong-ui Gongja tried to rouse her, he couldn't touch her rashly.
'Boobs...! Boobs...!'
One wrong touch and it's sexual assault. Cheong-ui Gongja's mind went blank.
Should he use a talisman to dispel the drunkenness? No, his master's binding wouldn't allow it. Not for casual use anyway. Using it again would alert the Three Zhang Sorcerer, who'd come smash his head.
"Think...!"
Cheong-ui Gongja clutched his headscarf and agonized.
Then, Muk Seo-ah swept back her hair, tilted her head back, and exhaled.
"Puuh..."
She braced her hands on the floor and stretched her whole body back, sitting like she was lying down. Neck arched back, legs stretched out.
Bare feet without even socks, leading up to long, snow-white legs. Her shorts were short. The stretched pose emphasized her chest even more, leaving Cheong-ui Gongja nowhere to look.
For a split second, his eyes instinctively side-glanced Muk Seo-ah like any man's.
Cheong-ui Gongja screamed.
"Hwaaaa! That thing! That thing...!"
Demon eyes!
"Hwaaaaaaaa!!"
Muk Seo-ah languidly stretched out, thrusting her chest forward as she sat. Smooth armpits without a hair and sideboob peeked from the sleeveless top's sides.
He could grit his teeth and endure that much.
But in that pose accentuating her breasts...
A pair of protrusions like a beast's eyes. With her body relaxed back, the shape of her nipples showed through the thin white cotton at her chest.
The outline of her areolas poked out over the fabric.
Cheong-ui Gongja wailed.
"Tsuwaaaaa! Muk Do-sa! Get up!"
At his shout, Muk Seo-ah came to a bit. She tousled her silver hair with one hand, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Cheong-ui Gongja.
Her half-lidded eyes gazed at him lazily. With alcohol-flushed cheeks, she stared blankly.
"...Awake?"
"...Cheong-ui Gongja, you're sneakily big. Kinda jealous."
Muk Seo-ah said something nonsensical.
A few seconds later, Cheong-ui Gongja grasped her meaning. Her disheveled look was overly stimulating. It could make even a novice monk hard.
Cheong-ui Gongja didn't have time to chant sutras and calm his lust.
A massive outline stood tall at the crotch of his loose pants.
Cheong-ui Gongja immediately knelt and sat down. Sitting hid it. Dicks were like rice plants—humbler the bow, harder to see.
Cheong-ui Gongja screamed.
"What the hell are you looking at! Tsuwaaaa!"
Muk Seo-ah giggled. Drunk, her brain wasn't working right.
All that remained was an innocent imp's smile and human instinct. Cheong-ui Gongja squirming because of her body was pretty fun. Teasing others is always amusing.
Acting all stuffy. She'd thought he was some prissy Confucian Taliban monk. Turns out he was a man too.
Watching him, Muk Seo-ah unconsciously realized the violence of a woman's body. Even prim Cheong-ui Gongja could be shaken.
The thought that she was shaking him gave her a strange pleasure.
So she teased him. The kind of crazy shit she'd never do sober.
"Aren't you kinda hot?"
Joking. Her chest was already loose, not hot at all. But when Muk Seo-ah tugged the front of her top teasingly, Cheong-ui Gongja jumped like a cat seeing a cucumber.
Well, exaggeration. His whole body actually twitched.
"Wow, Gongja-nim, where're you looking right now?"
"Misunderstanding! I...! I!"
Ah, this was fun.
Muk Seo-ah decided to stop here. Teasing Cheong-ui Gongja was amusing, but more would cross the line.
Even real women wouldn't tease like some slutty old hag.
That's when it happened. In Muk Seo-ah's blurry, drunken vision, something weird appeared.
A huge jade throne. Something sat on a massive chair of bone and stone. An indescribable dark, murky shape raised a hand.
A cluster of black, bizarre things mimicking human form sat on the jade throne and nodded.
Ping-
Muk Seo-ah suddenly felt her drunkenness surge and slowly closed her eyes.
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"Muk Do-sa?"
Cheong-ui Gongja called. Muk Seo-ah had been smiling playfully with her rosy face, then suddenly dropped her head and started dozing.
When she woke moments later, something was different about her.
Still blackout drunk, she looked at Cheong-ui Gongja's face and suddenly slipped down her top's shoulder straps.
Deep collarbones, smooth white nape, and the perfect curve to her shoulders were revealed.
"What! What the hell are you doing!"
"Ung... Thinking about it, you saved me, right? Repaying with just booze feels rude."
Muk Seo-ah said with hazy eyes.
Her moist lips and faintly flushed skin had a different vibe.
Bluntly put, she looked lewd. Even a courtesan's allure. Goosebumps ran down Cheong-ui Gongja's spine.
'Muk girl is beautiful, but not vulgarly so. What's with this seductive aura...'
Then, Muk Seo-ah leaned forward and hugged the kneeling Cheong-ui Gongja.
Cheong-ui Gongja turned to stone.
Muk Seo-ah sat on his thigh. She rubbed her inner thigh against his pelvis teasingly and draped her arms behind his neck.
In the embrace, her ample breasts pressed against his upper body, spreading elastically.
Muk Seo-ah met the stiffened Cheong-ui Gongja's eyes with a languid gaze.
"Repaying favors with your body is 'common sense,' right? I get that much."
Muk Seo-ah said, swatting away the obstructive status window.
{ Warning: Sudden Quest
Alcohol loosens both body and mind.
With your reason lax now, ancient temptation has infiltrated past the Immortal's eyes.
The lord of all temptation and corruption, Demon King Pabiya (Wave of Humble Night), proposes a deal.
Make the ascetic (Cheong-ui Gongja) fall to lust
Reward: Absolute Binding Rope
Pabiya's trial is in effect.
All stats are adjusted. }
{ Status Window
Name: Muk Seo-ah
Stamina: 54000 Strength: 250 Agility: 100 Intelligence: 20 Stamina: 1
Bloom: Heavenly Allure -> Unusable
Erogenous Zones: Feet, Legs, Pussy, Nipples, Tongue
Abnormal Status: Blackout Drunk, Aroused, Mild Orgasm Addiction
Trial: Common Sense Alteration }