Variable #027
“Ugh... so sticky.”
Yi Cho-rin shuddered as she squatted by the campfire. Her damp crotch was bothering her. She could absorb semen with her ability, sure, but not her own juices. It was late, so she'd planned to wash up tomorrow and just sleep it off, but it was extremely uncomfortable. Going now would be a problem too. She was on night watch, so she couldn't just wander off, and going alone was too scary anyway. She couldn't wake the others either, so she had no choice but to endure it. With a heavy sigh, Yi Cho-rin rubbed her thighs together and rested her face on her knees. A faint, lewd feminine scent wafted from between her legs, but it had no effect. All her senses were focused solely on Gaon right now.
“Sleep well...”
Gaon had definitely made love to her today. It wasn't the sweet whispering of lovers exchanging emotions, but they'd ravaged each other's bodies like beasts in a frenzy. She could still vividly feel the scorching heat of that brutal rod pistoning mercilessly inside her—didn't he feel it too? His peaceful sleeping face somehow felt unfair. Of course, this time she hadn't tossed and turned either. Whether it was tolerance built from their previous encounters or sheer exhaustion leaving no room for overthinking, it didn't matter much. What mattered was that they'd coupled, and it had made her even more intensely aware of him.
It felt so good.
The initial penetration had hurt so badly her eyes had teared up, but after the healing, she'd experienced mind-melting pleasure. The addictive stimulation, terrifying in its potential to make her forget her very self, was firmly etched into her mind. Closing her eyes brought the memory rushing back: her back arching, moaning as the fiery mass pushed into her womb. Even to her, it looked utterly obscene. But it wasn't just embarrassing. Despite her pleas to stop or go gentle, seeing Gaon ravage her body without mercy brought a sliver of satisfaction. How could she not feel something when the always cool, composed man lost himself in her body? In that moment, he truly seemed like the younger man he was. She'd heard men didn't particularly prefer virgins, which made his experienced demeanor all the more grating. Though he'd claimed it was his first time, she wasn't fool enough to believe it outright. She could tell from the way he handled her body that it wasn't empty words. And yet, it didn't bother her at all—was this what they called being lovesick? Even knowing it was a lie, it was done for her sake, so she couldn't see it negatively.
“What happens next, I wonder...”
Lost in thought, Yi Cho-rin noticed the campfire dying down and tossed in more firewood. Her mind swirled chaotically with worries about how today's events might change things between her and Gaon. Could it develop into a romantic relationship? She shook her head. She couldn't even define her own feelings properly—how could they advance like that? Above all, she had no idea what Gaon thought. Looking back now, maybe he'd taken her purely to heal her wounds. Maybe he'd grabbed her hips and thrust when she tried to pull away because the injury wouldn't fully heal. It could have been mere survival instinct, devoid of personal feelings. So she couldn't jump to conclusions. If she brought it up and got rejected, she doubted she'd ever face him again. And even if he accepted, there were issues. She couldn't tell if it was true love or just responsibility for taking her virginity. If they got together with that doubt lingering, it would snowball into inevitable disaster. Better to maintain the status quo. They'd be together anyway—no need to rush. She needed to clarify her own emotions first.
Yeah. That's enough.
With her future attitude settled, her mind finally cleared a bit. Only then did she notice the lewd scent rising from her pussy. Recalling their coupling had heated her body up again. Seeing her panties, which had started drying, now slick once more, she blushed and tentatively touched herself.
Squelch—
“Ahhn!”
The moment her fingers brushed it, her hypersensitive nerves turned even that into pleasure. Startled by her own natural moan, Yi Cho-rin whipped her head toward Gaon, fearing the worst. But fortunately, he was still quiet. The only change was that he'd rolled onto his back. He'd always slept ramrod straight before—odd. Hesitating as she watched him, Yi Cho-rin ultimately couldn't resist the temptation and slipped her hand back between her legs. She nudged her panties aside and slid her fingers between her parted labia.
I shouldn't be doing this...
She knew it was risky but couldn't stop. Desperately muffling her moans with her other hand, she caressed her pussy. Her feverish eyes roved obsessively over Gaon. Her mind replayed the events from hours ago, her fingers stirring her inner walls to match. Soon, the cave filled with stifled moans and wet squelching.
Early morning. After waking and packing, Gaon brought up something important before they left.
“Miss Yi Cho-rin. From today, we'll enter goblin territory.”
“Avoiding Shin Segye?”
“Yes, but more importantly, to sow discord between the two factions.”
“Sow discord...?”
Yi Cho-rin's brow furrowed at the words. The term carried negative connotations. Gaon elaborated in detail to ease her worried, slightly repulsed expression.
“Hunting goblins will naturally provoke them. Shin Segye will patrol nearby chasing us too. Inevitably, clashes will happen. Our job is to fan the flames so it doesn't end as mere skirmishes.”
“......”
Yi Cho-rin pressed her lips tight at his explanation. His plan would cause massive casualties. Shin Segye were enemies, sure, but what about the innocent people just belonging there? Imagining them dragged into war without knowing made her uneasy. Still, she didn't argue and nodded silently.
“...Got it. I trust you, Gaon.”
“Thank you. Let's head out.”
“Okay.”
With the discussion settled, Gaon and Yi Cho-rin packed and left the cave. Leaving a shelter they'd earned after a full day of travel after just a few days was annoying, but staying meant risking more enemies. They had to flee before reinforcements arrived.
Of all people, letting him escape...
Kim Min-jun's obsession with her seemed intense; he wouldn't back off easily. He'd probably rejoin Shin Segye and form a new pursuit team. If conditions allowed, he was top priority to kill. There might be other trackers, but entering goblin territory would force them to halt. Buying even a few days would seal Gaon's victory.
Reaching the lake after descending the hill, Gaon spoke again.
“Miss Yi Cho-rin. Fill the canteens before we go.”
“Sure. I'll do it—you watch the perimeter.”
“Got it.”
With roles assigned, Yi Cho-rin approached the lake with the canteens. Gaon glanced at her back, then fixated on her ass as she squatted.
To think she'd do that with me right there...
He'd never imagined she'd masturbate with him nearby. He'd broken a sweat hiding his erection while listening to her muffled moans and wet fingering. If caught, it'd be awkward for both. Recalling it now stirred him again. Flicking his swelling cock to dispel the thought, Gaon focused on watch.
By the time he'd fully shaken off the lust, Yi Cho-rin finished filling the canteens and stood with a grunt. Her footsteps approached.
“Gaon, all done. Let's go!”
“Yes. Give me half.”
“Here.”
Taking half the canteens, Gaon stowed them diagonally across his back and crossed the lake into goblin territory. Troll dungeons had cleared most goblin traces nearby—only old marks from 2-3 weeks ago remained. Searching for a new shelter while stirring the area, time flew. By midday, they leaned against a large tree for cover and sat to eat lunch.
As Gaon pulled out their prepped meal, Yi Cho-rin spoke hesitantly.
“Um, Gaon... I have something to say.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“About, uh, semen.”
“Yes, semen.”
“...Could we store it ahead of time for later?”
Gaon's rummaging gaze turned to her. Her face flushed deeply—clearly embarrassed to ask. She even averted her eyes when they met.
Store it...
Gaon had considered it, but it wasn't practical. Semen lasted under 4 hours typically, and only 30 minutes in dry conditions—no real utility. Explaining this, Yi Cho-rin looked puzzled.
“That's tricky... But how'd you know that?”
“...Just read it in a book.”
He couldn't admit personal experience. It wasn't something he'd sought; just coincidence. No point saying it—he'd just get teased. Brushing it off, Yi Cho-rin noticed his reluctance and probed playfully.
“Really? Hmm... Sounds like a lie.”
As expected, she wouldn't let it go. Time for an unexpected shock.
“It's true. Want to verify? Help me, and I'll prove it.”
“N-No! I never said that! I believe you! That's fine, right?!”
Direct assault worked perfectly. Seeing Gaon ready to drop his pants, Yi Cho-rin waved him off frantically. Her eyes flicked instinctively to his crotch, then she ducked her head in panic—adorably cute. Gaon nodded inwardly satisfied.
“Wise choice. Let's finish eating.”
“Hmph! Sneaky.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing! Hurry up and eat lunch.”
A peaceful interlude passed.