Choi Hwayoung (5)
"Nngh... uh...."
It was a bit early in the morning, when everyone else was still asleep. Choi Hwayoung felt her eyes fluttering open sooner than usual. It was a refreshingly clear morning, the kind she hadn't experienced in what felt like forever—actually, the first since retiring from active hunter duty. As she tried to rise from bed, feeling oddly at ease as if some long-accumulated tension in her body had eased, she froze at the unfamiliar sensation from her lower half.
"...Ah."
Right, she'd fallen asleep with it still inside her last night. Not exactly by her own choice, but because this junior hunter named Kim Sungcheol had half-forced it in there. Ignoring her worries about pregnancy, he'd hugged her tight and drifted off with his cock buried deep. Just thinking about that made her cheeks flush. His arms, which had pinned her in place all night, had loosened by morning, but his dick was still connecting them, lodged firmly inside her—like he was determined to leave his mark, even in sleep.
"...He's out of his mind."
It was utterly ridiculous. Hooking up with a guy she'd just met, on their second encounter no less. If she'd been the one starved for it and seducing him, maybe that would've made sense. But him approaching her for sex? That was something she never could've imagined. Especially a guy with a body like that and such good looks. As a woman whose only real appeal was her big tits—barely enough to feed a kid with—this was absurd. It felt like something straight out of an adult comic, and she still couldn't believe it had happened in real life. Not that the heat from his body pressed against hers, the steady thump of his heartbeat, or the pressure of his cock still filling her lower half felt anything less than real.
"......"
It had shrunk and softened compared to last night, but it was still plenty thick and long enough to keep them linked. And inside her, blocked by it, his cum from last night must still be lingering, uncleaned.
To tidy up what she couldn't finish last night, Choi Hwayoung carefully slipped out of bed without waking him, where he lay facing her in sleep.
"Ngh... hff...."
Even softened and smaller than yesterday, pulling it out triggered an inevitable instinctual response. How the hell had she taken something several times bigger last night? Pondering that, she gingerly extracted Kim Sungcheol's cock from her body.
Pop.
The moment it slipped free, her pussy let out a cute little queef. Confirming her junior was still asleep across from her, she sighed in relief and patted her chest. If he'd heard that, it would've been mortifying.
Cum, her juices, and other remnants from their severed connection dripped onto the bedsheets from her pussy and his cock.
"Haa... when am I gonna clean all this up...."
For someone who found everything a hassle, post-sex cleanup was grueling. The bed could wait until he woke up, at least. She started with what she could handle alone: sorting her body.
She swallowed a morning-after pill from the prototype shelf on the second floor—something she'd whipped up as a hobby. Then she headed straight to the bathroom, squatting and spreading her folds wide with both hands.
Thick, mixed fluid of cum and her arousal oozed out between her spread labia onto the tile floor.
"Whoa, he came buckets, the crazy bastard...."
Seeing the endless trickle, a curse-tinged exclamation escaped her. Impatient with the dribbling cum, she shoved fingers from her other hand inside to scoop it out faster and finish washing up.
"...Ngh, uh...."
After scraping out as much as her short fingers could reach, she rinsed the rest with the showerhead's gentle spray. Anything deeper would have to flush out naturally. The pill covered her anyway.
She didn't yet know she hadn't even needed it.
She wet her disheveled hair, showered adequately to wash away sweat and fatigue, and stepped out after about an hour. The sight made her feel like she'd teleported somewhere else—not her own home. The cluttered floor, packed with no room to step, was spotless. Clothes she'd tossed everywhere hung neatly or sat in the washer. Books and knickknacks were shelved or stowed properly.
Facing her gleaming floor for the first time in ages, Choi Hwayoung thought she must be dreaming.
"Ah, all done showering?"
Until she spotted Kim Sungcheol mopping the floor with a mop, rag dangling from the end.
Her junior, pushing the mop she'd forgotten where she'd stashed, continued. "It was such a mess, so I cleaned up a bit since I was up."
"Uh, uh-huh, yeah...."
"I hung the clothes that didn't smell, but you should wash 'em when you get a chance. The rest are almost done in the washer."
"Ah, yeah, got it...."
"Didn't know what trash was important, so I bagged the obvious stuff. The iffy bits are piled there—toss or keep what you want, Hwayoung sunbae."
"Yeah, sure, I'll handle it...."
"Mind if I shower before I head out?"
"Uh, yeah, yeah. Go for it."
Having witnessed this unbelievable scene, all Choi Hwayoung could do was nod mechanically to his words.
"'Scuse me~."
She watched him pass her freshly showered self and enter the bathroom. Surveying her home—transformed from trash heap to livable by his hands—she quickly calculated in her head.
This junior, Kim Sungcheol, with whom she'd impulsively fucked last night, was a once-in-a-lifetime catch she absolutely couldn't let slip away.
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It was nearly afternoon by the time I left Hwayoung sunbae's place at Lakeside Pharmacy. I'd planned to shower, grab my clothes, and head home quick, but she held me back a bit longer than expected.
"A-Already leaving? You could stay a little longer?"
"Pardon?"
"N-No, not like that! I mean, guys are usually tired the day after sex, right?! R-Right?!"
Her way of looking out for me, probably. This morning, she'd snuck off to shower alone so as not to wake me—clearly starting to think about me. Maybe last night's sex had awakened rational feelings in her.
With my packed schedule, I couldn't linger forever. I changed into my dried clothes from the dryer and left. She stuffed my hands with extras on the way out.
"One last rundown—listen up. This is stamina potion, this paralysis cure, this monster-repellent incense...."
"You don't need to give me this much. I got everything but the stamina stuff from your body anyway, sunbae."
"Wh-What?! I wanna give 'em to you! They're extras anyway—take it all. Can't hurt to have 'em, right?"
"Well, sure."
"Take care of yourself, don't overdo dungeons and get hurt—especially carry that healing potion and use it if you're in danger. Got it?"
I hadn't expected her—the queen of hating hassle—to change this much. She'd struggled a bit with my size last night, but her enthusiasm now suggested she'd enjoyed it plenty. Next time, I could go harder. Maybe even try picking her up and really pounding her....
Harboring those lewd thoughts, I asked her one last thing before leaving Lakeside Pharmacy.
"When's the next material gathering?"
"Uh... w-well? You got me a bunch this time, so maybe not for a while...."
"Aw, too bad."
"...N-No, wait! Soon! Actually, thinking about it, it'll all run out in a week! For real!"
"...All those materials, gone in a week?"
How much of a chain-smoker are you?
"N-Not like you have to bring 'em in a week! I'll set up a designated request, so grab 'em whenever you're free, Sungcheol."
"You sure?"
"Y-Yeah, right? I'll tell the guild. B-Be careful heading back...."
I'd collect the Black Slime stuff slowly then. Truth be told, I hated fulfilling her request for slime fluid to make those body-wrecking tar cigarettes. But without it, I'd have no excuse to see her. After a few more via designated requests, I could phase it out naturally. Her reaction suggested she'd eagerly fuck again next time I showed with materials—no worries there.
"Oh, right, sunbae."
"Yeah?!"
"Next time you light up, be extra careful with the flame."
"...What're you talking about?"
"Just watch out. I'm heading in."
"O-Oh! Yeah! Take care! See you next time!"
She waved until I was gone. With tomorrow's promise to relieve someone else's urges, I needed rest today. In the taxi, I KakaoTalked my next meetup.