Dancing with Goblins
“Slurp… mmph…”
I couldn’t say who started using their tongue first. Before either of us could even savor the afterglow of that first kiss, our tongues were already deep in conversation.
“Mm… ah… haaah… slurp…”
Tongues tangled. Saliva passed back and forth, mixing in our mouths. We gripped each other’s necks and hair, pulling closer, desperate to feel more of one another. I covered her mouth like I meant to devour her and sucked hard.
“Mmph!”
Before I knew it she was up off the floor, pressed flush against me. Every curve of her body molded into mine. One hand stroked down her back and waist; the other squeezed her ass.
“Nnh! Hah!”
She flinched every time I grabbed her, yet only clung tighter. She was already grinding her body against my fully hard cock.
“Slurp… mmph… haang… hah…”
The fierce kissing never stopped. We bit and sucked at each other’s tongues and lips like we’d been starving for days and refused to let go. Her tongue and lips were so sweet I could have spent a lifetime just kissing her. But neither of us planned to stop there. Something better was still waiting.
Keira moved first. Still kissing me, she shoved her shorts and panties down in one go, then guided my hand to her valley. The blue-forested cleft was already soaked with her juices—far wetter and slicker than before. My finger slid straight in before I could even react.
“Hah!”
Keira threw her head back and shuddered. The way she clenched around my finger, refusing to let go, told me she’d already come lightly.
“Haa… haa…”
When her blue eyes found me again, they burned with raw hunger. Holding my gaze, she pulled my hand free, unzipped my pants, and freed my cock.
Soft fingers carefully stroked upward along the shaft. She wiped the bead of precum from the tip, lifted her finger so I could see it, then brought it to her own mouth.
She swallowed, still locked on my eyes, and stepped backward until she met the desk. Perching lightly on the edge, she spread her legs and opened her folds with her fingers.
Drip.
Overflowing wetness spattered onto the floor. Looking straight into my eyes, she said:
“…Come to me.”
I drove into her like a man possessed.
My cock sank deep into her valley and bottomed out.
“Haang!”
She arched her back and cried out in pure pleasure. Matching that moan, I pulled back and thrust again.
“Haaah!”
Keira convulsed as if she might shatter. I didn’t stop. Bracing against the desk, I kept working my hips.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
“Hah… ang… nngh… aaang!”
Even under the brutal pace she moaned rather than screamed. Those pleasure-soaked sounds only made me slam faster—forward and back, up and down.
“Haang… hah… Jungmin… I… I…!”
Jungmin…?
Right. That was my name. Until now she’d only ever called me “you” or “Lee Jungmin.” She’d never used the intimate “Jungmin” like this—especially not in the middle of raw, desperate heat. I didn’t usually put much stock in forms of address, but hearing my name slip out between Keira’s fevered moans filled my chest to bursting.
Maybe that was why I came right then. My cock poured everything it had into her.
“Haaang!”
She clamped down hard and trembled. It felt like she’d climaxed with me. I kept thrusting until every last drop was spent.
“Haang… ang… haaah…”
Having taken my semen—my mana—she collapsed onto the desk. I sank down on top of her. Chest to chest again, lips nearly touching.
“Haa… haang…”
“Hoo… hoo…”
Our breath was scorching. Still riding the aftershocks, she slowly opened her eyes. Those blue irises said she still wasn’t satisfied. Same for me. Even after emptying once, the cock still buried inside her was already half-hard again.
“Mmph… chu… slurp…”
Without either of us claiming first move, we started devouring each other’s mouths again. Her lips were still sweet, her tongue still soft. I pulled her upright; she wrapped her legs around my waist. When I stood, her full weight settled onto me with nowhere else to go, driving my cock even deeper into her valley.
“Haang… mmph… hah…”
The kissing continued, and my cock swelled to match—feeling bigger than before. The position let me go deeper than a moment ago.
“Haaah!”
Keira locked her arms around my neck and moaned. Feeling her hot breath right against my ear, I bounced her on my cock while standing.
“Haang… deep… too deep… haaang!”
The way she clung and moved with me only helped me reach even farther inside.
“Haaaaah!”
After only a few thrusts she came again, pressed completely against me, body shaking hard.
“Nngh…”
I held still until the tremors stopped, then carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.
“…I’m going again, Keira.”
“Haa… yeah… come… do more… Jungmin… haaang!”
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
The room filled with her moans and the wet slap of pistoning hips. I took her again and again. She took me again and again. On the desk, on the bed, on the floor, against the sink, in the bathroom… We’d already used every corner of this studio apartment, and once more the whole place was painted with our fluids. More than any surface, though, her body was filled to the brim with my semen.
Only then did I feel a little relief. I’d have to inject mana again within a week, but at least for that week she was safe. She wouldn’t disappear.
“Thank god.”
“For what?”
Keira and I lay together on the bed. She was using my arm as a pillow, pressed right up against my side. That had never happened before. After sex we used to rush off to our own tasks; we’d never lingered in the afterglow like this. It felt strangely new. The emptiness I usually felt was completely gone. Maybe it was the soft presence of her breast right against my chest.
“That I wasn’t too late.”
“Yeah. We had about four hours left?”
“Really? That little?”
“Mm. I almost vanished.”
Her voice was as calm now as it had been hours earlier when I’d first seen her in the room.
“Weren’t you scared?”
“There’s no world that wants me anyway.”
Archenia—Keira’s world. Her only master was dead; she had no friends, no family. Fair enough. But here…
“What do you mean, no one? I’m right here.”
“…Who? You?”
Keira lifted her head to look up at me. This close, she really was beautiful.
“Yeah. Me.”
“…Prove it.”
“Huh? Prove what?”
She sat up and climbed on top of me.
“That you want me.”
“No way. We just did it eight times. You think I can go again?”
Keira was still gorgeous—the cascade of her hair, the perfect shape of her breasts, the narrow waist, the firm thighs. But to a man who’d already come eight times, she might as well have been a painting. My cock showed no sign of rising.
“Really…? You’re sure…?”
She draped herself over me. Soft breasts settled against my chest. My heart stayed steady. Sage mode had hit hard.
“Sorry. Right now I just…”
“It’s okay, Jungmin.”
Keira whispered against my ear. Hearing my name in that sweet voice sent a little thrill through me.
“We’ll stop here for today.”
She turned her face slightly and kissed my cheek.
Thump.
Huh?
My heart suddenly kicked. Thump-thump. Once it started, it took off like mad. I didn’t know why, but a little blood even started flowing back into my cock. I caught Keira as she tried to get up and pulled her down on top of me again, pressing her face to my chest.
“Hear that?”
“…I hear it.”
“I want you, Keira.”
Still listening to my heartbeat, she shifted a little higher. Her face, her eyes, her lips were right there.
“Haa…”
“Haa…”
Our breath mingled, and finally lips met lips, tongue met tongue.
“Slurp… mmph…”
Drinking from those sweet lips, my cock swelled again. Ninth time today. And somehow I felt like I could keep going all night.
The incident at the Gate Lee Jungmin had entered became quite the story. It was the first time anyone had ever returned from a Gate crisis with every single person alive. Dozens of articles poured out, tabloids included.
A man sat scrolling through them one by one on a tablet.
“Hmm… How did they get out alive?”
The articles didn’t give him the answers he wanted. They kept talking about Garam—the Gate’s owner and the man in charge—but the man reading didn’t buy it. As far as he knew, Garam didn’t have that kind of power.
“So someone else was there… But who?”
His phone rang. Only a number showed on the screen—not one he had saved.
“Hey. This isn’t what we talked about. I wanted them dead.”
Even after hearing the voice, he couldn’t place who it was. He had a rough idea, though.
“I did tell you, didn’t I? Mutation is guaranteed, but the effect is random.”
“Even so. That wasn’t simple spatial displacement. It should’ve at least been an attack skill!”
The man held the phone a little farther from his ear. Even then it felt like his eardrums might split.
What a brute. As if yelling louder makes you right.
Still, he was prepared to lose this round.
“An attack skill… Yes, that is a shame. How about trying it one more time? Free of charge, of course.”
“One more time? If I get another piece of trash like spatial displacement, it’s useless!”
Trash? You’re the real trash for not knowing how magnificent spatial magic is.
“I see. If something like spatial displacement magic comes out again, I’ll provide another free of charge. How does that sound?”
“Hmm… Well, if that’s the case…”
“Excellent. I’ll deliver the item the same way as last time. But how on earth did they find him? Spatial displacement magic isn’t exactly easy to detect.”
“There was this weird guy. Went completely nuts claiming he could hear breathing underground.”
“He heard breathing? Who was that?”
“What was it again? Lee Minjung? No… Ah—Lee Jungmin. That was the name.”
Lee Jungmin?
The man filed the name away. He was the sort who always cleared obstacles out of his path.