Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Aching Finger
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Her whisper clung to my ear like sticky honey.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her breasts, as if entranced.
The fullness filling my hand, the white flesh spilling between my fingers, and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest with every breath, like waves crashing...
Reason went numb, and instinct began to rampage.
"Hngh...!"
A muffled moan escaped from between her lips.
Her body twitched in surprise at the stronger stimulation than expected.
But I didn't stop, rubbing the erect nipple in circles with my thumb.
The sensation of the hardened nub rolling under my fingertip was electrifying.
Peng Soyeon's cheeks flushed red as if they might burst.
She raised a trembling hand, as if unable to endure it, and roughly gripped my chin.
"You...!"
She forced my head up.
My gaze was compelled upward, meeting her wet eyes.
Peng Soyeon bit her lip with a strange expression mixing shame and excitement.
"L-Look at my eyes... not my breasts. If you stare so blatantly like that..."
Her voice trembled faintly.
The mighty Peng Soyeon of the world, that bold and spirited woman, at a loss from just a single gaze.
That contrast stirred a hidden desire for conquest deep in my chest.
"You're beautiful..."
She froze for a moment, holding her breath.
Embarrassment spread across her flushed cheeks.
The fierce momentum was gone, leaving only a shy woman flustered by a single compliment.
"D-Don't say things like that. It's embarrassing..."
She dropped her gaze abruptly and mumbled.
I seized the moment, leaning in to bury myself in her bosom.
"Hah!"
My hot tongue tip poked at the raised nipple through the thin undergarment.
The wet fabric clung to her skin, outlining the pea-sized nub even more obscenely.
Her body jolted upward, but I ignored it and licked sloppily over the damp cloth.
"Hey, you...! Stop it!"
Peng Soyeon urgently pushed my shoulders and lifted my head again.
But her hands lacked strength.
"That's not..."
She panted heavily, staring at me with moist eyes.
"Not the breasts... You do that to the lips first... idiot. Women hate it if you lick their body like that without warning."
Before her words finished, our lips met.
Soft, hot flesh intertwined.
What started as a tentative press grew fiercer as we devoured each other's saliva.
Her mouth tasted sweet.
Tongues tangled, teeth clashed, filling the room with wet sounds.
She awkwardly accepted my tongue while embracing my neck, and I gripped her waist tightly, greedily inhaling her breath.
When our lips parted, a silvery thread of saliva stretched long.
Her eyes were already glazed over.
I licked the drool trailing from her chin, slowly descending to her nape.
"Mm..."
I parted her collar, breathing hot air onto the exposed white nape.
Her body shivered. As my tongue tip swept over the delicate skin, she threw her head back with a whimper.
"Don't! Not there."
"Why not?"
I lifted my head, feigning ignorance.
She averted her flushed gaze and mumbled.
"I trained all day and sweated... it smells."
"No..."
I lifted her arm gently and whispered.
"It doesn't smell at all."
"Liar...!"
Ignoring her cry-like protest, I buried my face in her smooth underarm.
A salty-sweet body scent rushed in.
"Hnggh...!"
I extended my tongue long, licking the hollow inside her underarm.
At the wet, hot touch on her sensitive skin, Peng Soyeon let out a piercing moan and tore at my hair.
But I didn't stop, delving deeper, savoring her flesh more persistently.
"Ngh, wait...!"
She tried to say something urgently, but I gave no opening, untying the knot of her tightly bound pants.
Slipping down, the fabric pooled on the floor, her thick, firm thighs gleaming in the darkness.
Out of shame, she tried to close her legs, but I forced my way between them.
"Don't look! It's ugly...!"
"It's only beautiful, why say that."
I brazenly replied, pulling down my own pants.
My already raging member reared up ferociously.
Feeling the hot heat against her inner thigh, Peng Soyeon flinched and sucked in a breath.
I slid my cock between her smooth thighs.
Slap. The wet flesh meeting sounded obscene.
"Ah..."
A soft gasp escaped her lips.
I wedged my member between her thighs and began slowly moving my hips along the soft skin.
The slick thigh flesh squeezing my glans was a different pleasure from with Senior Sister.
With every friction, the transmitted body heat and resilient texture drew rough breaths from me.
But Peng Soyeon's expression grew increasingly strange.
From initial blushing shame, she narrowed her eyes in growing puzzlement, looking down at me.
Unable to bear just rubbing against her thighs, she smacked my shoulder.
"Hey."
"Hoo... Yes?"
Looking up with heat-dazed eyes, she let out an incredulous chuckle.
"What the hell are you doing right now?"
"As you can see... pleasing you, Senior Sister."
"Who doesn't know that? No..."
Frustrated, she clutched her chest and blushed.
Avoiding my eyes, she mumbled in a mosquito-like voice.
"...You aren't going to put it in?"
"Pardon?"
I blankly echoed.
I couldn't grasp her meaning right away.
Put it in? Where? With Senior Sister, rubbing bodies or using mouths had always been enough for bliss—what did putting it in mean?
"Put it in... what do you mean?"
At my innocent question, Peng Soyeon's face froze blankly.
She stared in disbelief, then cried out in shock.
"You, are you really... an idiot? Or pretending to be one?!"
"What do you mean by that..."
"You frustrating idiot! Here, here I mean!"
Unable to bear it, she grabbed the mound covering her secret place with trembling hands and spread it apart.
"Here... put yours in quick...!"
Under the moonlight, red petals glistened wet with arousal.
Her face burned crimson, tears of shame pooling in her eyes.
Yet she whined while showing me that place.
But I just stared at the sight with a dumbfounded expression.
It was a realm I'd never seen even once with Senior Sister, no, never even imagined.
At my rigid reaction, Peng Soyeon's whine cut off.
She scanned my blank face, then gaped in absurdity.
"You..."
Her eyes wavered.
"No way... you've never done it before?"
"......"
"Even after sticking to Hwa Yeon like that... you never went all the way?"
I couldn't say a word.
Just gaping like a mute with honey in my mouth.
Our secret play with Senior Sister had always been like this; I thought that was all there was to man-woman relations.
Peng Soyeon burst into incredulous laughter.
"Ha... damn."
She rubbed her forehead and muttered.
"For the sake of being master-disciple... you kept the line? That sister of yours isn't right in the head either. Playing house with this virile guy."
She looked down at me with a strange glint in her eyes.
Contempt, pity, or odd curiosity swirling within.
"Well..."
She wet her lips with her red tongue.
"Mount Hua's Taoists are notoriously uptight. Still, a man should know where the hole is."
She gripped my cock.
At the hot touch, my body jerked involuntarily.
"Watch closely, kid. What Senior Sister didn't teach you... I'll teach."
She guided my cock to her wet entrance and whispered low.
"This is... how you use it."
Led by her hand, my heated glans parted the wet mucosa and slipped in.
The tight, narrow entrance clenched as if rejecting me, but Peng Soyeon thrust her hips up to swallow me.
"Urgh...!"
A groan escaped me unwittingly.
A pressure on another level from play with Senior Sister, hot heat wrapping my entire body, stabbing up my spine to my brain.
As I panted roughly and pushed deeper, something snapped with a dull sensation at my tip.
"H... ngh!"
Peng Soyeon's body convulsed upward.
Pain twisted her brow, sharp breaths leaking between clenched teeth.
Instinctively, I stopped and looked down.
"S-Senior... there's blood... blood here."
Red blood trickled from our joined parts, staining the white sheets.
Fear hit me suddenly.
Had I hurt her? Done something wrong?
As I panicked and tried to pull out, Peng Soyeon locked her legs around my hips to stop me.
"Doesn't matter."
She swallowed the pain, breathing raggedly.
Her eyes, looking up at me while wiping sweat from her brow, still burned fierce.
A warrior's resilience—as if pain meant nothing to her.
"They say... it's normal the first time. No big deal."
She cupped my cheek, curling her lips slyly.
A strange hunger blazed in her reddened eyes.
"And... stop with that Senior Sister crap..."
She lifted her hips, taking my cock deeper.
Even amid tearing pain, the female instinct chasing pleasure writhed.
"In a situation like this... call me by name, idiot."