Senior-Junior Q&A (1)
When I finally sat Hwayeong on the chair after she'd been bouncing on top of me, the clock had already crept toward five in the afternoon. The unfamiliar position must have slowed things down; it took longer than usual to finish after penetration. Still, the extra time had been worth it—I'd gotten to see far more of her expressions than I normally would.
“Haaah, haaah… ngh…!”
Even after I pulled out, her body kept trembling on its own, overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure that had crashed through her. The soft mounds peeking through the loose folds of her pharmacist’s coat rose and fell with each shaky breath, and a thin trail of what I’d left inside her slowly slid down the chair between her parted thighs. It was a sight worth appreciating—enough to make me hard again with just a glance.
“Hnn…! Haaah, haaah….”
Even so, I couldn’t bring myself to take her again in that state. No matter how insatiable I was, I wasn’t cruel enough to push back into her when she was already this spent. Especially not after watching her smaller frame work so hard to take all of me. I didn’t want to push her any further.
…That said, I had no intention of stopping at just one round today. I’d already planned to spend the night at her place, which meant we’d be tangled together again after dinner and once more before sleep. And I still had other ideas in mind.
“Being lifted in the air wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“…No, it wasn’t. Definitely worth considering seriously.”
“……Huh?”
The Hwayeong who’d been snapping at me to stop climbing on her had vanished. In her place sat the scholar Choi Hwayeong, perched primly on the desk chair.
“The angle was a little awkward, so you couldn’t reach every part of me, but it let you hit exactly the spots that felt best. Compared to when you were pounding me without mercy last time, the pace was just right.”
“……”
“And because the front of my walls got more stimulation than the back, the pleasure built up to orgasm faster. Women’s sensitive spots tend to be concentrated toward the front, after all… including the G-spot.”
She was analyzing it like she was writing a research paper. We’d just been having sex the way our bodies wanted, yet here she was breaking it down with clinical precision. Still, if it had felt good for her, that was all that mattered to me. The most important part of sex, for me, was whether my partner was satisfied. If I was the only one enjoying it, it was basically just masturbation.
“…So in some ways, having your freedom of movement restricted can actually be an advantage… Hey, are you even listening?”
“Sorry, I was too busy staring at your chest.”
“You little shit…”
Her face flushed at the crude remark. She let out a short sigh, then reached into the desk drawer and pulled out her pipe. After packing it with tobacco and black slime fluid, she snapped her fingers to light it.
“Huuuup… …Hoooo.”
A post-sex smoke. Watching her do something that felt straight out of a hard-boiled detective novel was strangely jarring. Rather than looking cool or world-weary, she just seemed like a kid trying to act grown-up. It was oddly cute. She might have been my senior in the association and a half-elf on top of that, which meant she was probably older than me—maybe even older than Eunyeong noona.
While I was entertaining those rude thoughts, she called my name again.
“…Junior Seongcheol.”
“Yes, senior.”
“…Actually, after what we did last time, I’ve got a lot of questions I want to ask you.”
“I see.”
“Would you mind if I asked a few things?”
I had a rough idea what she wanted to know. She was probably curious about how my ability worked—how having sex with me restored an awakened hunter’s powers. The fact that she’d been able to light her pipe so smoothly suggested she’d already tested her recovered flames a few times without me. It wasn’t a difficult topic, so I nodded.
Of course, I wasn’t about to answer for free. I proposed a trade.
“Alright. Let’s take turns. One question each.”
“……Huh?”
“It wouldn’t be fair if I was the only one answering. You’re not going to be stingy and only ask questions without answering any yourself, right?”
“…Fine. But I’m going first.”
“By all means.”
From the way her eyes lit up, she clearly had plenty of questions of her own. She accepted the arrangement without hesitation.
“First question, then.”
Her voice came out steady.
“You know something about awakening abilities, don’t you?”
“Pardon?”
“You do. You already knew my powers would come back after we slept together.”
“……Well, I suppose I do know a bit about that.”
“Tell me everything you know.”
The first question was so shameless that I shook my head.
“Senior, that’s cheating. Narrow it down and ask properly.”
“……Tch.”
She sounded genuinely disappointed, like she’d really hoped to get everything out of me in one shot. After a moment of thought, she rephrased.
“…How did you know?”
“That your awakening ability would return?”
“The fact that you’re even asking means you knew for certain.”
“I just figured it out after doing it a few times.”
“Doing what?”
“Having sex.”
“Sex…… Wh-what?!”
Given that we’d already been intimate, I didn’t see the point in being shy about the word. I calmly explained the mechanism.
“After sleeping with a few hunters whose abilities had weakened, I noticed the pattern. Anyone who has sex with me regains their lost awakening powers.”
“…No wonder you seemed so used to handling women. You’ve had quite a few partners besides me.”
“I’m not sure whether it’s because they feel satisfied with me, or because my own ability includes the power to restore female hunters’ abilities. Either way, the result is the same—sex with me brings their powers back.”
“The theory that sex can restore awakening abilities was already considered obsolete… So what exactly is your ability?”
“Save that for your next question, senior.”
“…You stingy little… Seriously.”
“Complaining won’t change anything.”
If I let her keep chaining questions, we’d never get anywhere. Cutting her off here was the fairest approach. Realizing she’d have to answer one of my questions before asking another, she finally relented.
“…Fine. Your turn, then.”
Unlike Hwayeong, who was clearly dying to dig into my secrets, I didn’t have any burning questions for her. Asking about her birth or what it was like living as a half-elf would be rude. Favorite foods or hobbies felt too trivial. So instead, I brought up the small curiosity that had been floating in the back of my mind earlier.
“Senior, have you cut back on the tar cigarettes?”
“…………Huh?”
Her eyes widened. Clearly not the question she’d been expecting.
“Wh-why are you asking that?”
“Just… when we kissed earlier, the smell wasn’t as strong as last time.”
“You were paying attention to that while we were kissing? You really are…”
Even as she spoke, she looked self-conscious, raising a hand to cover her mouth.
“…I’ve just been smoking a little less than usual.”
I’d suspected as much from the faint scent, and it turned out I was right.
“Are you cutting down for your health?”
“N-not really… I’ve just been busy these past few days. So I haven’t really thought about smoking much…”
“Sounds like you’ve been pretty busy too, senior.”
“W-well, something like that…?”
She avoided my eyes, looking oddly awkward.
“I-is that all you wanted to ask…?”
“Since you’ve already started cutting back, why not keep going?”
“…Mind your own business. You’re not even my husband, so why do you care?”
She had a point, but I still felt a little disappointed.
“I’m not forcing you. It’s just… personally, I prefer it when the cigarette smell is weaker during kisses.”
“……”
My blunt request seemed to land. She gave me a complicated look, then quietly set her pipe down.
“…What about you?”
“Huh?”
“If I don’t bring you more black slime materials, you won’t have any reason to come here anymore…”
“Ah.”
Now that she mentioned it, the original reason for today’s visit had been to deliver more materials. Even though we’d already slept together twice, our relationship was still technically that of client and contractor. She was probably worried that without that excuse, our connection would end.
…It was an awfully cute worry.
“That doesn’t really matter, does it?”
“……It doesn’t?”
“I already know how you feel about me. So there’s no need for the black slime excuse anymore.”
“O-oh, that’s what you meant… I thought…”
“Or do I still need to bring materials every time I want to visit? Not that I’d mind that kind of arrangement either…”
“N-no! You can come whenever you want! Of course it’s fine!”
The moment I looked disappointed, she waved her hands frantically and backtracked.
“Really?”
“Just let me know and you can come any time… No, wait! You don’t even have to call! You can just show up whenever! Every day if you want! Should I give you the door code? Or I can make you a spare key…”
We’d only met three times, yet she was already offering me free access to her home. She really was far too easy in every sense of the word. Unable to resist how adorable she was, I stood up and leaned in, pressing my lips to hers.
Our mouths met with a soft, wet sound.
Smack, smack.
“Mmm, mmph…”
Slurp, slurp…
“Hnn, mmh…”
Still bent over, I kissed her while my hands found her breasts, kneading them a few times. When I finally pulled back far enough to see her face again, Hwayeong’s cheeks were flushed, her expression dazed and dreamy.
“You’ll cut back on the cigarettes, right?”
“I’ll try…”
It was an awfully cute promise.