Hero Chapter 8 (2)
Belita stared at Kang-jun as he sipped his coffee, legs crossed in that elegant twist. She fought to keep her face blank, repeating the three rules she lived by when dealing with men.
Look confident.Act innocent.Keep it cool.
Those three alone were enough to make any man hers. She’d practiced them for years, and the result was a life of being treated like royalty by the opposite sex.
She crossed her slender legs gracefully, then gently stacked her hands on her knees. The pose was perfect. All the mirror time had been worth it.
“Nothing to say?”
“What should I say?”
“To me. Say something to me.”
“You should start first.”
Kang-jun smirked, setting his cup down. A tiny crease appeared between her brows.
“You’re really short on words.”
“If it’s uncomfortable, I’ll raise my voice.”
“…No, I’m good. This feels fine.”
The “confident” act seemed to be working for now.
“So, do you have a boyfriend?”
“A boyfriend? …Well, officially I don’t have one yet.”
Kang-jun’s words had her laughing politely.
“How interesting. So there’s no boyfriend?”
“Why do you ask?”
“If a guy has a girlfriend, hitting on him just looks low.”
“You’re hitting on me right now?”
Whoops. She quickly backpedaled.
“N-no, I was just… using it as an example. I didn’t mean it literally. If anyone heard, they’d think I was serious.”
“…All right, I’ll give you that.”
“Why should I be the one hitting on you? Hmph. I’ve already got plenty of guys lining up who want me.”
The conversation was drifting again.
“It’s just a misunderstanding. I didn’t want to cause any trouble if you had a girlfriend. Happy?”
Even if she did have one, she’d have slept with him anyway. But she had to play the innocent card. I’m not that kind of girl.
Kang-jun decided to play along. The act of pretending to be untouchable suited her perfectly. A cheap knockoff who thought she was genuine.
To steer the topic, he took another sip of coffee and fell silent for a moment.
“So you wanted to ask something. Go ahead.”
“There are a few things I’ve been curious about.”
“What?”
“Did you used to belong to some organization?”
Kang-jun’s mouth snapped shut. Belita noticed immediately. He was clearly uncomfortable. She’d asked the wrong question. It was irrelevant anyway. She smoothly changed the subject.
“Then… how did you catch that monster?”
“The monster? …You mean that beast?”
“Yeah. That monster was terrifying.”
“Well… I just got lucky.”
“I thought even if we all ganged up we wouldn’t be able to beat it.”
She was right. Without him, running would have been the only option. Kang-jun felt zero regret about that.
“…So you don’t feel guilty that I ran away?”
“I understand completely. Anyone would have.”
“So you do understand me?”
“Yes.”
Belita exhaled, a little relieved. It had always bothered her. Even though he was probably just pretending, the way he answered gave her the impression he was the kind of guy who wouldn’t lie for show. She could accept that he actually understood.
“But you’re really strong. Level 200 at least, right?”
Asking the exact number would be rude. She phrased it vaguely. Kang-jun gave no answer. She didn’t press either. Silence was fine; it spoke volumes.
The conversation hit an awkward wall. Belita cleared her throat.
“You got my card earlier, right?”
“Mm.”
“Take it out and look.”
“Why?”
“Quickly. Why do I have to say it twice?”
Ah, this bitch. Kang-jun slipped a hand into his pocket, pulled out the crumpled business card, and slapped it on the table. Belita pointed at it with her chin.
“See? It’s our company. We handle all Dungeon teams—heroes, villains, whatever. It’s a solid place.”
“I have one too. A management agency.”
“Not that you should quit there. I just wanted you to try it once. …Compare and see if you like it better.”
“I got it.”
Kang-jun didn’t bother with excuses. He tucked the card back into his pocket. The way he answered or crumpled it bothered her a little, but she let it go. She didn’t want to seem too nosy.
“So that’s it?”
Kang-jun stood up as if the conversation were over. Belita panicked. She couldn’t drop the cool act.
“Wait… just a moment.”
“Today was fun.”
He clapped his knees and rose. Belita gulped her coffee. This wasn’t the time to send him away. It felt too rushed.
“I… still have some time.”
She trailed off, but Kang-jun didn’t even pretend to hear. Bad guy. Whatever, go home.
She turned her head away, leaning back against the chair. An uneasy feeling crept in. Was this the wrong approach? Maybe she should’ve targeted a more promising man at this hour.
“You free tomorrow?”
She was mentally calculating angles when Kang-jun hit her with it out of nowhere. Caught off guard, she blinked and lowered her arms.
“Huh? Tomorrow? You’re free tomorrow?”
“If you are, how about another coffee? Today I’m a little tired.”
“I am. Yeah. I’m free. What time tomorrow?”
“Whenever you have time.”
“All right. I’ll text you.”
Belita’s lips curled into a smile. She was trying so hard to hold back, yet he ignored her anyway. She tilted her head slightly.
Kang-jun chuckled and turned to leave. You couldn’t eat rice raw. A hot meal was always tastier. Unless it was something that truly needed to be eaten raw.
— He left right there? The legendary Lee Kang-jun? What the hell is wrong with him lol 😂
— Just fuck her already
— Hey, I’d pay to watch his reaction lol the shock looks gold lol 😂
— Don’t leave her, please, holding his pants while begging lol lol lol lol lol lol The guy could deepthroat that with zero problems lol lol lol lol lol lol
— I’d love it if he left her
— Virgin killer, give up on the step mom lol lol lol lol lol lol
— He looks like a cuck why treat him like a towel
— ???????????????????????????
The chat was going wild again. Kang-jun couldn’t stay silent.
— The hyung who knows the taste is right. These girls get addicted and then you dump them. That’s the best part. Going in from the start is just boring lol lol
— It’s been a while since I heard something true lol lol lol lol (Coupon 10 sheets gifted!)
— Wow, hyung gave 10 coupons, that’s the best lol lol
— You can go die now
— How far has Murim fallen lol lol lol
Kang-jun gave the comments just enough to keep them happy, then closed the chat. He’d poked the bear, so if this worked out he’d probably rack up dozens of coupons. He drifted off to sleep dreaming of them.
Stepping out of the café, the sky was an icy blue and the wind stung his eyes. He stood at the center of spring.
· · ·
“Unnie, your face looks really pale.”
Kim Hye-mi was flipping through the TV when she noticed Chuz. Her face was a little flushed. Worry crept in. A few days ago in the Dungeon she’d suffered enough to look like this.
“Huh? No. …It’s probably from that day.”
“Oh. I feel the same way. I started not long ago too.”
Because of that, Hye-mi hadn’t slept with Kang-jun. Her lust was raging, but she couldn’t turn it into the usual dish. So she just waited for the magic to end.
“But unnie, you weren’t completely against me before? Maybe your body is off. It seems like you have irregular periods… You should see a doctor.”
“No, I’m fine. I’ve always been a little irregular.”
“Do you have medicine?”
“I took one earlier. No need to worry, Hye-mi.”
“That’s a relief… Rest well.”
“Mm.”
She smiled, but her heart wasn’t in it. The slightest movement in her belly sent a sharp twinge through her. Ugh. Team leader, when are you coming…? Her eyes kept drifting to the clock instead of the TV. She was reaching her limit.
Right now she was wearing an anal bead in her ass and holding it in. Two hours. She couldn’t refuse the wicked order Kang-jun had given her. Standing here with that thing buried deep in front of her cute little sister, her morals were already long gone. She never would have imagined this before.
Leaning back with her arm on the chair, Hye-mi’s eyes kept flicking to the clock. The door opened. She jumped up like a loyal dog welcoming its master. Chuz wanted to run too, but she couldn’t move that fast.
“Team leader… you’re here…”
Her voice came out a little husky. The two women locked eyes. There was an unmistakable lewdness between them that Hye-mi didn’t understand.
“Who was that earlier?”
“Just a friend.”
Hye-mi quickly shut up. She couldn’t be at ease around another woman. But she trusted Kang-jun.
“I’m going to rest.”
Kang-jun disappeared into his room. He peeled off his damp socks, flopped onto the bed, and fiddled with his phone. Knock, knock.
“Come in.”
The door opened a crack. Chuz’s face was even redder than before. Her walk into the room looked uncomfortable. She closed the door, stood, and pressed her knees together. Her fidgeting hands rested on her lower belly.
“Why?”
She lowered her head slightly, then met his eyes. Her gaze was wet.
“Now… can you pull it out?”
“What?”
“The… thing stuck in there.”
“Where?”
“There…”
“Where exactly?”
Kang-jun asked with a wicked grin. Chuz finally whispered the embarrassing word.
“Anus…”
“Ah, that one. Come here.”
Chuz walked over slowly and stood by the bed.
“Take your pants off and show me.”
She slid her shorts down. Underneath, the black lace panties followed. A long strand of sticky fluid stretched and broke.
“Faster.”
Following his command, Chuz turned around, bent her waist, and pushed her ass out. The pale, round cheek drew close. She’d shown him that private part before, but she was still shy—especially with something buried inside and trembling.
“Spread it for me.”
She obeyed. Her fingers reached back, gripping the soft flesh and spreading it wide. It was mortifying. At the same time, heat bloomed inside her.
“So you want me to pull it out?”
“Yes, hyung.”
Whoosh. Kang-jun blew warm air into her tightly puckered anus. The tickling sensation spread from her toes to her head. She clenched and released both her anus and toes at the same time.
“Now you’re a truly lewd girl. Getting excited like this with your anus.”
He slid two fingers through her dripping folds, then thrust one straight in. Hwaak. Her knees buckled, lowering for a moment before rising again. He fingered the slick, soft inner walls, then pulled out. Chuz was already panting.
“Now.”
Kang-jun looped a finger through the anal bead’s ring and slowly pulled it half out. Three small beads appeared. Haat. Chuz couldn’t hold on and fell forward onto the bed.
“Get up.”
Hwaak. She sucked in a breath and returned to position. Kang-jun pushed the bead back in. Aah. She bit her lip and endured. He drove it all the way home. The floodgates opened below.
Kang-jun changed position, stripped his pants, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Sit on it.”
Chuz guided his thick cock to her entrance and sank down slowly. Whoa-ugh. The anal bead and her walls rubbed together. It was an intense stimulus. Her vision whited out.
“Now you move, right?”
“Y-yes…”
She gripped his knees with both hands and rocked her hips up and down. The rhythm was too slow. Kang-jun wasn’t enjoying it. On the way down he deliberately snapped his hips up hard.
-!
Ah-ugh. She couldn’t hold back and clapped a hand over her mouth. Knowing he might not last until she came, he grabbed her hips and pounded her deep and fast.
Hwaa-hwaa-hwaa. She bit her own shirt to muffle her moans. If Hye-mi heard she’d be in trouble. Still, sounds slipped out.
Slap-slap-slap. The lewd mixture of fluids splattered with every thrust. Kang-jun didn’t slow down. She was already burning; no warm-up was needed.
“Hwaa, team leader. A little slower. Aah. Hwa. Augh. I can’t hold it anymore! Ah. Ah-ah-ah. Ah, Kang-jun-ssi!
She pressed her back against him. The scent of her shampoo tickled his nose.
Kang-jun pulled out, flipped her onto the bed edge, and pushed back in. She buried her face in the blanket and panted. Her head felt white.
He pounded harder. It was coming. He slammed deep and came. Chuz’s hands clutched the blanket. Just before he finished he pulled out, grabbed her hair, and yanked her head back. She instinctively opened her mouth and took him in. Thick ropes of fluid hit her tongue. The salty taste exploded in her mouth.
Whoosh whoosh. They caught their breath. Chuz licked the leftover fluid off without spilling it, then swallowed. Her eyes were soft for a moment before she gulped it down. Ha… ha… Kang-jun shoved two fingers into her mouth and stirred her roughly.
Then he pulled them out and slapped her ass cheeks with his palm.
“Good girl. Get on all fours.”
Chuz turned, ass presented. Kang-jun pulled the bead out of her anus. Hwa-ah. The hole fluttered open. He intended to close it with something else.
Easy. He stood again and drove his cock straight back into her tight anus. Yai-ugh. Here we go—round two.