Depths of Unyielding Desire
Slowly, I rocked my hips. The sensation of my cock sliding in and then withdrawing, coupled with a tightness far beyond imagination, was enough to set any man's blood aflame, delivering ample pleasure. Throughout it all, Go Yu-jin furrowed her brow slightly, seeming more annoyed by the pain than enraptured by the pleasure—but an awakener's regenerative power healed such minor wounds in an instant. Soon enough, her face would melt into one of pure bliss, gazing up at me with tender affection. Everyone ended up like that, and later, the deficiencies triggered by their awakenings would make them crave this moment like an eternity.
I leaned forward a bit, locking eyes with Go Yu-jin. Her brow was still creased, but I closed the distance anyway, our faces inches apart. Her lips, tinged with anticipation, met mine in a soft overlay. Tongues extended, tangling greedily in push and pull. As I moved my hips gently, without forcing it, a sweetness began to infuse her breaths spilling from our joined mouths.
“Hng... Mm. Ung... Hnng...” Amid the thick, lingering kisses, soft moans escaped her bit by bit. Go Yu-jin's arms stretched up, wrapping around the nape of my neck. I extended a hand to brace against the bed, the other gliding over her supple form, savoring how it grew slick with sweat. It was an utterly alluring body—firm yet soft skin providing all sorts of novel stimulation.
Then, our lips parted, and Go Yu-jin furrowed her brow in a different way as she asked, “Is this... why everyone gets hooked...” Her voice came out husky, like a whisper on the wind. Even modulating its pitch seemed difficult for her. Less pitiful than seductive, Go Yu-jin's allure felt like it was only just beginning—her body now craving me more aggressively. She lifted her legs slightly, calves hooking around my waist, drawing me deeper into her urging pussy. My cock plunged even further, the glans bumping against an inner wall. The sensation didn't seem unpleasant to her.
It's not particularly developed, but has she already adapted? “Feels... so good. Ahng...” Go Yu-jin's sweet whisper tickled my ear, her light nibble on my lobe sending a strange thrill through me. Her warm breath on my neck amplified it, and now fully surrendered to the pleasure, she adapted quickly, sucking me in. Her arms gripped me so tightly there was no escaping, forcing me to start thrusting my hips. I figured the growing intensity would eventually drain the strength from her body as pleasure overtook her. It always had before; I was confident.
At least, for that moment...
I pistoned relentlessly. Yet the depth of ecstasy in Go Yu-jin's voice only intensified, showing no sign of waning. Trapped by the brute strength of her legs and arms, I moved like a machine, hips working mechanically, and asked with a hint of bewilderment, “Could you... let go a bit?” “No way. Something this good... how could I?”
She wasn't wrong. An emotionally arid person suddenly grasping pleasure was like teaching a monkey masturbation—they'd do it until exhaustion claimed them, or so the stories went. Death was an exaggeration, but irrelevant now. Go Yu-jin's actions echoed that, yet the complex emotions swirling in her eyes told me it wasn't mere hedonism. Perhaps she wanted something more.
Pleasure built relentlessly, the unbearable squeeze pressing my cock to the brink. The unyielding desire kept me moving, vivid stimulation fueling nonstop pistoning. Wet, squelching sounds from her sopping pussy and my cock filled the bedroom. Satisfaction was assured; fulfillment awaited. The urge to cum clawed at my mind.
“I'm about to cum.” “...” Go Yu-jin hesitated, conflicted, then asked, “This... ends it, right?” It wouldn't be quick. I'd already gone at it for at least thirty minutes in this position—decent endurance on my part. Nodding, she shifted her calves lower, blocking my hips. “Wait... catch your breath. I want more...”
“Then maybe switch positions...” “Switching... lets us go longer?” Obvious. Changing positions extended stamina immensely. I explained quietly, and she smiled slyly, loosening her legs. She's turned into a full succubus. A monster of my own making. Anyway, with freedom regained, I pulled my hips back. My cock slipped free, coated in pink foam laced with blood. Go Yu-jin stared, startled by her own reaction, and I teased, “Not bad for a first time, huh?”
“I want to keep going... forever, till I drop.” “Didn't it hurt? Weren't you pissed?” “That me died back then.” Her absurd words drew a dry laugh from me. But I had no rush to end it either, so I reached for her waist, rolling her slightly sideways and lifting one leg to slide between. She tilted her head curiously, watching. Her limber leg held high, I thrust my cock back in—her eyes widened at the fresh sensation.
“Positions change... the feeling...” A cute smile lit her face, eyes crinkling happily. We continued slowly, and as climax neared again, I switched once more, mounting her from behind and sliding between her ass cheeks. She looked flustered at first, but as I embraced her from the rear and thrust, she arched her upper body, offering her nape.
“Your rough breathing... so hot...” The stimulating breaths in my ear had her craving more of the same. Finally, holding her tight, I ramped up to rapid thrusts—I couldn't hold back anymore. “Gonna cum... that okay?” Time lost meaning. She nodded, and with permission, I pistoned furiously, maxing out stimulation for us both. Lightning-like ecstasy surged through me; I buried deep, unleashing thick ropes of semen. Her pussy clenched around my twitching cock, drawing a piercing moan from her as she gripped my arms, body shuddering violently.
Way beyond expectations. Long drought aside, her body's overwhelming pleasure had drowned me, deepening the release. Slowly, I withdrew, and she turned, nestling into my arms. “You're not quitting, right?” “Who knows. World's unpredictable.” “Tch, be romantic for once.” “Romance doesn't pay bills.”
She playfully swatted my chest—“Bad guy”—but even that stung on a mage's battered body. I sighed inwardly. * * *
I ended up crashing at Go Yu-jin's place. Early morning, I sensed her slip quietly from the bedroom to the bathroom but feigned sleep to spare her embarrassment. Then I rose, using magic to cleanse myself. Clean was endlessly useful. Surveying my body, I tsked at the bruises everywhere. Even an awakener body like mine looks pathetic.
It screamed from the pressure alone. Not a real issue—just annoyance at my relative weakness. I opened my subspace, tossed in yesterday's clothes, and donned fresh ones. Just then, Go Yu-jin emerged from the bathroom, towel-drying her damp hair, clad in a robe. Our eyes met. She looked flustered but spoke first. “Up early?”
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Yeah, sleep well?” “Yep, thanks to you—dead to the world.” Her cheeks flushed. “Booze is the culprit.” Cute excuse. I nodded along, glancing outside. “An So-mi'll complain.” Sun suggested around 11 a.m. She sighed, showing her phone—17 missed calls. Checking mine: 11. An So-mi was pissed. Worth sleeping in this much?
Laughter bubbled at the thought of even awakeners being human. Go Yu-jin eyed me puzzled, so I said, “I'll head ahead and smooth things. Take your time.” “Sorry.” No big plans today anyway. Thirty minutes later, arriving at the office: “Why so late!!” An So-mi spotted me through the window and rushed out, glancing aside with a sigh. “Government guy's here.”
“...
No requests today?” “Emergency one. Wants field operatives.” Our field team: me and the boss. An So-mi lost control around blood. Solo deployment impossible. Realizing the missed calls' meaning, I approached. “Geum Seong-chan.” I offered a handshake, but he'd waited long, eyeing it dismissively before cutting to the chase. “Class 4 gate, near break. Three teams in, pushing hard, but can't clear in time—need backup.”
An So-mi handed docs: Orc habitat gate. Massive, stadium-sized x16. Orc champions, nearly 10,000 warriors. But 3rd-gen awakeners could handle it half-day easy. Market flooded with 2nd/3rd-gens, so I asked, “Isn't the deployed team enough?” “Closure deadline's tight.” Got it. Orc blood, muscle, tendons—core for monster byproduct industry. Post-clear salvage time crunched. Awakener ops cost fortunes; we cleanup crews cover via byproducts. Gate closes? Taxpayer hit. Major loss. Checking time left, I said, “Emergency rates—you know they're steep?”
“Hoo... Handle it clean, we'll pay full. Let's go.” Straight shooter—nice. Nodded to An So-mi; contract ready, shoved at the official. He signed with weary disdain, and we headed to the gate.