Gloomy Pure Love (5)
'Alright, then this time...'
The role I was in now was the farmer, and in the fairy tales kids read, farmers don't die. The story ends with that saccharine little sentence about getting the bride back and living happily ever after.
'So that means I don't die either?...'
'Haah... that's way too much wishful thinking, isn't it....'
Dying as the wolf might have just been a fluke, and besides, everything that happened in that forest was content that existed in no version of the story I knew. With the process churning along that arbitrarily, how could I possibly trust that only the ending would obediently follow the fairy tale?
'...Ah, screw it. Who knows.'
It wasn't a question that would yield an answer no matter how hard I racked my brain.
Still, it was better than the forest. Back then I'd known absolutely nothing, just dragged along in a daze and strangled to death. Now, at least, I knew what was coming next. The magistrate would arrive, he'd try to steal the bride away, and things would fork from there. That much, I knew.
'That much is something, at least.'
Whether it was right or wrong, I'd find out by testing it. Feeling the warmth pressed against my side, I slowly closed my eyes.
Cock-a-doodle-doo!
The rooster's crow announced the morning yet again. Before I could even push my heavy eyelids up, a warm sensation stirred below my waist.
"...Mmh, slurp... shluuurp."
Eun-ah was curled up between my legs, going down on me.
"...Hey."
"Hiiik!"
The instant my voice dropped, Eun-ah's whole body jolted upright.
"What do you think you're doing first thing in the morning?"
"Th-that is... I was really only going to do it a little, just until you woke up, just smelling you... hehe..."
"The farmer's scent... it got so much thicker in the morning, I just couldn't help myself... sob, I'm sorry...."
"If you're sorry, why are you still holding on to it?"
"B-but... when it's in my mouth it keeps getting hard... it's just so good... ehehe..."
Unable to even finish her sentence, she traced her wet lips with her own fingers and grinned bashfully.
I could have shoved her off and gotten up, but after everything she'd already done to me yesterday, putting on airs now would've been pointless.
"Fine then. Seeing you crawl all over me at the crack of dawn, I guess it's time to fix your discipline from the ground up."
I reached out and grabbed a fistful of Eun-ah's hair.
"Huaaah...!"
"Open your mouth."
"Ah, yes... Farmer...!"
Pressing her head down, I shoved my already rock-hard cock into Eun-ah's mouth.
"Mmp! Ughp..! Gahk..!"
Even as her breath caught and tears welled up in her eyes, she gripped my thighs with both hands and strained to push her own head down even deeper.
"Gkh, kgh... ughhp...!"
"Quit gagging and swallow. That's your punishment for going into heat first thing in the morning."
"Uuhhp...!"
The saliva she couldn't swallow drooled in long strands from the corners of her stretched jaw.
"Hhuup... uhp...!"
Eun-ah's face flushed crimson, drenched in drool and tears — but her eyes stayed locked on me, looking up.
That face gazing up at me through glazed, unfocused eyes wasn't the face of someone being punished. It was the face of someone being rewarded.
"Haah... I'm coming, so don't spill a single drop."
"Uuhp...! Mmp..!"
Eun-ah sealed her lips tight and swallowed, determined not to waste the cum flooding her mouth.
Gulp...
"Gahk... ehehe..."
A long strand of saliva hanging from her lips, Eun-ah smiled up at me, beaming.
"The farmer's cum... it's so thick... my belly's all warm inside now...."
Then, as if remembering something, she clapped her hands together.
"Oh, it's rude if I'm the only one eating! I'll set it out right away!"
Before I could even ask what on earth she meant, Eun-ah wiped the drool off the floorboards with her sleeve and staggered off toward the kitchen.
As I sat up, morning sunlight was streaming through the gaps in the paper doors.
Clank- clank-
I'd just turned my head toward the sound when it happened. The water in the jar sitting on the kitchen floor rose up on its own.
'???'
A slender ribbon of water slid through the air and slipped quietly into the cauldron.
Eun-ah wasn't even looking in that direction. The water filled the pot on its own, cut itself off on its own, and then, as if nothing had happened, the jar went still again.
'What the hell was that.'
This wasn't just a matter of her being practiced at cooking. She wasn't using her hands at all.
'Ah. Right.'
Only then did it come back to me. In the fairy tale, the snail bride was the Dragon King's daughter — she committed some sin, was exiled, and turned into a snail. If I'd been thinking about the snail bride story at all, that should've been the first thing I checked.
'But why am I only remembering this now?'
Come to think of it, everything this woman had shown me of herself since last night amounted to sniffing another man's clothes, masturbating beside my head, and asking me to strangle her.
'Well, no wonder it slipped my mind.'
I was still mulling that over when Eun-ah came in carrying the table. Steaming rice, soybean paste soup, and a few side dishes, same as always.
I started to pick up my spoon, then stopped.
"Hey."
"Yes!"
"You came from the Dragon Palace, didn't you?"
Clatter-
The water bowl slipped from Eun-ah's hands and rolled across the floorboards.
"Huh?"
Her eyes were hidden behind her bangs, but I could see her mouth hanging half open, frozen.
"H-how did you know?"
'So it does follow the source material.'
"No, seriously — how did you know?"
"I saw you moving the water in the kitchen just now, without touching it."
"...Oh."
Only then did Eun-ah glance back toward the kitchen.
"What do I do... I did it without even thinking, just like always...."
"B-but... how could you tell from just that..."
"I heard stories when I was little. About things that come from the water."
'Can't exactly tell her I read it in a book.'
"That if you sin in the Dragon Palace and get cast out, you turn into a snail. Stuff like that."
Even with the spilled water soaking into the floor, Eun-ah couldn't even think to wipe it up.
"Did I get it wrong?"
"...No."
Her voice had shrunk to a crawl. Then, as if something belatedly clicked, she suddenly buried her face in both hands.
"What do I do...."
"If I'd known you were watching... I should have done it prettier...."
"Done what?"
"You saw me crouched down in front of the stove, right...? Even that kind of thing has a proper angle to it...."
'I keep saying it, but I cannot figure out what goes on in her head.'
Unable to tell whether she was embarrassed at being caught or just regretful, Eun-ah peeked out at me through her fingers.
"So, what sin did you commit, anyway?"
Eun-ah's hands stopped.
"...Do I have to say it?"
"Eh. If you don't want to, don't."
She fidgeted for a long while before answering in a creeping little voice.
"...I got caught."
"Caught doing what?"
"...Touching myself. Alone."
"In the Dragon Palace, you're not allowed to do that kind of thing. You have to stay pure and refined..."
Eun-ah's voice grew smaller and smaller.
"But I couldn't bear it, so... every night, in secret... I did it... and..."
"I got caught... and they said I was filthy, and told me to get out of the water...."
Trailing off into a mumble, she buried her head deep.
"...So that's what the punishment was for?"
"Yes..."
Then Eun-ah slyly lifted her gaze to me.
"But... even while I was being punished, I kept doing it... I just couldn't help it... and then the farmer gathered me up from the field... hehe...."
'Ah, she's talking about the farmer who was here originally.'
Watching her smirk and giggle over whatever it was that pleased her so much, I could feel my irritation softening somehow.
'Well, no real need to correct her, I suppose.'
Then my eye caught the water jar in the corner of the room.
"That shell in the water jar over there. Do you still need it?"
"Yes. Well, now that there's nothing left to hide, I'll tell you..."
Eun-ah glanced over at the corner of the room.
"That thing has to stay."
"Then what happens if it breaks?"
"I disappear."
"You disappear?"
"Yes. The only reason I can even exist outside the water is because there's a place for me to go inside it... so if it breaks, that's just the end."
"You say that way too casually."
"It's not like there's anything I could do about it anyway."
Eun-ah laughed as if it were nothing. She genuinely looked like it was nothing.
If that was really true, then all I could think was that it was lucky I hadn't smashed the thing on my first day here.
Eun-ah, acting as if nothing had happened at all, finally wiped up the spilled water with her sleeve.
"Let's just eat. Thanks for the food."
"Yes!"
The food had cooled slightly from all the talking, but it was still good. The whole time I ate, Eun-ah sat beside me holding her water bowl and watching me.
"That hit the spot."
I drained the water bowl and handed back the empty table.
Eun-ah carried it out to the kitchen and came back into the room. But once inside, she just stood there gripping the door handle, making no move to sit down.
"What is it this time? Why are you just standing there?"
"W-well, you see..."
Squeezing her thighs together, she couldn't hold still at all.
"The breakfast... was it to your liking...?"
"Yeah. It was delicious."
"Th-then... I set the table properly, so... won't you... collect on it?"
"Collect?"
"Yes... on the table..."
I didn't need to ask what she meant. Eun-ah crawled over on her knees until she was at my feet, then slid her own jacket open with her hands.
"Grab my hair tight like before... and give it to me hard, deep inside...."
'And she ate all that this morning too?'
My question from earlier about what sin she'd committed suddenly struck me as hilarious. No wonder she got exiled.
And if this world was determined to work me to the bone as its farmer anyway, there was no reason to refuse.
"Stand up and put your hands on the wall."
"Yes!"
Eyes sparkling, Eun-ah did as she was told, planting both hands against the wall and lowering her hips.
Forehead pressed to the wall, nothing but her ass jutting back out.
When I flipped her skirt up, the inside of her thighs was already glistening, sticky arousal trailing down in strings.
"Look at you, leaking everywhere all by yourself. Do you just run extra wet because you're from the Dragon Palace?"
"Nnh..! D-don't tease me... just looking at you makes me wet, Farmer, I can't help it..."
Smack-!
My palm cracked against the flesh of her ass, sending it rippling, and a cry burst from Eun-ah's lips.
"Hnngh...!"
"Hitting you like this is kind of fun too, I'm realizing."
With no more preamble, I drove my cock into her soaked pussy in a single thrust.
Thwuck-!
"Huaaaang...!"
Hot and clenching far beyond that morning's blowjob, the tight walls of her inner flesh wrung around my cock as if to squeeze it dry.
Seizing Eun-ah by the waist, I began pounding into her with my full weight behind every stroke.
Smack, splap-!
Every thrust ground Eun-ah's forehead against the wall. Her nails scratched at the plaster, but her hips pushed back against me all on their own.
"Hnngh, haaah..! Your cock, Farmer... it's too deep... I feel like my belly's going to split... ngh, it's sho good..."
"You like it? You're completely out of your mind."
"Yes, yeshh...! I love it...! More, please... keep going... nngh... fill me all the way up...!"
The ends of her words were completely destroyed, panting like an animal in heat. Looking down at Eun-ah's sweat-slicked back, I heaved ragged breaths. A few more deep, brutal drives of my hips, and her insides began convulsing around me, clamping down as the limit hit.
"Tell me where you want me to cum."
"In-inside...! Dump all of it inside me—!"
With one last thrust, hips raised high, I poured every last drop of cum against the deepest entrance of Eun-ah's womb.
"Ohhh... it's so warm... it's all... hnn... filling me uuup..."
Eun-ah bowed her back like a drawn bow, shuddering violently, drool running from the corner of her mouth as she collapsed right there. A pale liquid trickled down from between her legs, but Eun-ah couldn't even think to wipe it away — she just kept gasping for breath.
As that storm passed and I ran my hand along Eun-ah's sweat-damp back, steadying my breathing —
Knock, knock.
The sound of wood being struck came from the yard.
"Anyone home? Hello there!"
It was a man's voice. An unfamiliar one.
'A person?'
"Hello! Is anyone home?!"
Beside me, Eun-ah stirred. I pulled the blanket over her and slowly rose to my feet.
'Looks like what's coming has come.'