How to Appear as a Man (3)
The morning after Kang Hyeun mercilessly milked three consecutive orgasms out of me.
Even after being squeezed dry of every last drop the night before, I somehow managed to wake up in the morning. The moment I opened my eyes, they locked right onto Hyeun lying next to me.
"You're awake?"
"Y-yeah."
The sound of her voice instantly brought back memories of last night, making my body twitch involuntarily. She noticed my reaction and immediately looked a bit apologetic.
"Sorry... I got a little carried away last night, didn't I?"
Starting from the second round, it had basically turned into me being teased to the brink over and over. Hyeun, who'd already climaxed multiple times, was determined to wring three loads out of me, grinding her hips from on top. She'd cum first right before I could finish so many times that I was left hanging repeatedly.
Still, thanks to Hyeun's impressive stamina—she kept shaking her hips for over an hour—I managed to squeeze out the next two. But my body, tortured on the edge of release for that entire hour, was utterly exhausted. The moment the third one hit, I blacked out and collapsed.
No matter that we'd agreed she'd do the moving, objectively speaking, riding someone until they passed out was pretty intense. It was only natural for Hyeun to apologize with that guilty look.
"It's fine. I can handle this much."
"Taekyung..."
"Just try to hold back next time. Or let me take over."
"Okay."
"You heading to work today? Want me to make breakfast before you go?"
"Yeah!"
If I had to judge last night's experience as good or bad, it leaned way more toward good. So I responded in a way to ease her guilt. Physically draining, sure—but mentally, I was more than satisfied. If anything, I was worried she might be too wiped out from overdoing it to function at work today.
...Come to think of it, I don't need to hide this from Hyeun anymore.
"Hyeun, come here for a sec."
"Huh? What?"
As she got out of bed and changed into her work clothes, I stroked her back and cast level 3 recovery magic. She'd never received it before, so her eyes widened in surprise.
"It's a recovery skill. Won't heal diseases or serious injuries, but it'll do wonders for fatigue."
"You really can use recovery abilities too..."
"Feel anything?"
"There was some soreness in my lower back and thighs, but now it's all relaxed."
No wonder—after squatting on me so vigorously all night.
"I'll cast it on you often from now on. No need to keep secrets from you anymore."
"...Should we pull you back as a healer instead of using a swordsman like you up close? Or train your fire magic more for synergy with Yuri...?"
"Hyeun?"
"Ah, yeah! Thanks for the heal, Taekyung!"
"...Sure."
The way her eyes sharpened into party leader mode the instant I healed her—already pondering my role in Sky Blue Shield—really drove home that she led an A-rank party.
"Bread or rice for breakfast?"
"Rice!"
"Got it. I'll get it ready."
"No, let me help—"
"Just shower and get ready quick. You'll feel bad if you're late to the team."
"O-okay..."
As if I'd let a woman invade my kitchen.
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We chatted a lot over the breakfast I made before sending Hyeun off. The big one was, of course, my relationship with her mother, Eunyoung unni.
Long story short: Hyeun fully approved. With a few conditions, naturally.
First: Report to her before or after any sex with Eunyoung unni.
Second: After fucking Eunyoung unni, have sex with her within a week to overwrite the memory.
Third: Feel free to add more partners, but always love her the most.
Those were her three conditions for greenlighting things with her mom. Stick to them, and she wouldn't care if it was a one-off or ongoing.
"If things go south with Mom, just tell me. I'll help however I can."
"...What kind of help?"
"I told you yesterday. I'll hold her down so you can thrust away."
"...I'll do my best to avoid needing that kind of help."
Anything escalating to that point wouldn't be lovemaking anymore. I appreciated her intent but politely declined.
Still, offering to help me fuck her own mom right in front of her? If played right, mother-daughter donburi with Eunyoung unni and Hyeun might be on the table...
"What're you thinking so hard about? Need my help after all?"
"N-nothing."
Drop the naughty thoughts. Focus on seducing Eunyoung unni first. Nothing progresses without sex, and we'd probably need Hyeun's help eventually anyway.
"Hyeun."
"Yeah?"
"Can you clear out your house this coming Saturday?"
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Five days left until the deadline to fuck Eunyoung unni—realistically four. All that remained was focusing on seducing her.
I'd set the date with Hyeun as this coming Saturday night. Today was Wednesday, so three days away. I had to make Eunyoung unni want to sleep with me by then.
"If Saturday flops, call me right away. I'll wait at your place and rush over to help."
After her final blood-chilling offer, I watched Hyeun head to work. Then I turned straight for Eunyoung unni's house, where she'd be alone.
No perfect plan—just the most promising approach and barreling ahead.
At least yesterday proved I could spark her desire. Even if forced, maximize face time and seduce.
With that in mind, I used the spare key to open the front gate, punched in the entry code, and slipped inside naturally.
Weeeeng~.
The vacuum cleaner hum hit me right as I entered—Eunyoung unni cleaning house, as diligent as ever. Heading down the hall to the kitchen, I found her humming a tune while pushing the vacuum.
"Shedding tears when you leave~ smiling when you return~."
"Eunyoung unni."
"Eek?!"
She jumped when I grabbed her shoulder from behind, then turned and relaxed upon seeing me.
"T-Taekyung! Don't scare me like that~."
She patted her chest in relief.
"Hey, Eunyoung unni."
Her body twitched again at the nickname.
"A-again with that old... N-no, weird title? Stop calling me that..."
"But I can't call Hyeun's mom 'auntie.'"
"A-'Auntie' is better! How old do you think I am? 'Unni' is ridiculous..."
"You're too young for 'auntie' to fit. So Eunyoung unni it is."
"Eep, s-stop...!"
Despite her protests, the blush said she was embarrassed in a good way. Good call on the nickname.
"A-anyway, what brings you here? Hyeun's not home..."
"I know. I saw her off to work this morning."
"S-so you did sleep over? Even more reason you shouldn't be here...!!"
"Huh?"
"When you're dating Hyeun, focus on her. Don't keep hitting on some old lady like me..."
Her guard was up, assuming Hyeun and I were official. I casually pointed to the greatsword I'd brought.
"Not here to flirt today. Came for this."
"O-oh?"
"Teach me how to swing a sword, Eunyoung unni. You were S-rank once—you're perfect for it."
"...R-right~! This old lady jumping to conclusions again..."
Her face flushed with embarrassment at her misread.
"Or did you hope it was what you thought?"
"W-what nonsense?! I already said no last time!!"
"Anyway, you can teach me, right?"
She pondered my question, then slowly shook her head.
"Sorry, but that's tough."
"Huh?"
"You know my swordsmanship is for Awakeners. Hard for a guy like you... There are basics without awakening, but I taught you all those back in middle school."
"Don't worry about that. I've awakened."
"Hah, even if you wanna be a hunter, no need for fibs like—"
"Lend me a kitchen knife for a sec."
No way I'd swing this greatsword indoors. I grabbed one from the drying rack, tossed a coin I'd brought into the air, and slashed precisely three times—just like I'd shown Hyeun.
Shrirrk.
The coin hit the floor in four thin slices. Eunyoung unni stared, speechless.
"See? Told you."
"......"
She picked up a piece, examined the clean cut silently, then...
"Wait five minutes. I'll get ready quick."
Her voice turned serious as she gave the answer I wanted.