Temple of the Sea (4)
Elena felt something burrowing into her mind. Every time Kim Jinwu issued a command, a sharp, tingling sensation rippled through her body. It was unpleasant, yet strangely arousing. The order was clear: send Yoo Dahui to him.
‘Send her? How?’ She was right in the middle of training, and now he wanted Yoo Dahui brought over. For what reason? No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t come up with a single excuse that made sense.
Elena called out to Yoo Dahui anyway, hoping something would work out. “Yoo Dahui?”
Yoo Dahui stared back with vacant eyes, her mind clearly elsewhere. Even so, her beauty was undeniable. Elena, an elf herself, had to admit she was outclassed.
● A correction is added to specific actions toward a specific target.
● The correction efficiency varies depending on the user's emotional intensity.
Yoo Dahui received corrections for every action involving Kim Jinwu. As long as he was involved, no player could beat her.
‘Something must have happened.’ Yoo Dahui sensed Kim Jinwu’s sudden emotional shift before Elena even received the command. Her instincts told her to go to him, but the feeling was vague and she hadn’t wanted to skip training, so she stayed silent.
“How about we stop training for today?”
“Ah. Sounds good.”
Elena’s suggestion came at the perfect moment. Yoo Dahui didn’t refuse.
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Dahui.”
“Get some rest too, Elena.”
After a half-hearted goodbye, Yoo Dahui hurried toward the hut. Kim Jinwu’s scent was thick inside. She ducked in and found him sitting on the bed with a dazed expression.
‘Why do his eyes look like that…?’
They were nothing like usual. His ears were flushed red, his gaze melted, and the front of his pants was unmistakably swollen. Kim Jinwu was aroused.
“Hey, Kim Jinwu. Mmph…!”
He shot up, grabbed her, and crushed his lips against hers. The moment his soft mouth touched hers, Yoo Dahui’s lips parted on instinct. His tongue pushed inside.
Chup-. Chuup-.
She accepted him naturally, wrapping her arms around his back and stroking his hair. Even his rough tongue was met with gentle care as she matched his unfamiliar intensity.
“Haa… haah.”
Their lips parted. Their eyes met.
“Dahui, Dahui… Yoo Dahui…”
Kim Jinwu buried his face in her neck, clinging to her and calling her name over and over. His voice was desperate, almost frantic. Yoo Dahui soothed him gently.
“I’m right here. Ngh…!”
His hands seized her hips without any trace of restraint, kneading them roughly. Even so, her core grew slick.
“Dahui, I think I’m seriously screwed…”
His voice was thick with arousal. A wave of worry rose in Yoo Dahui’s chest.
‘What’s wrong with him?’
He ground his hardened length against her lower belly, breathing raggedly as if he were already inside her. His hips shook violently, then began to tremble.
“Hey…!”
Yoo Dahui realized he was actually climaxing. The reaction was identical to when he finished inside her.
“Wait—! You’re coming in your pants?!”
She shoved him away. He tried to cling to her but lacked the strength. Even through the fabric, the thick scent of semen rose. Her head spun.
“Ugh…”
Kim Jinwu was pushed back weakly. Despite having just finished, he was still rock hard.
“Dahui… I’m really fucked…”
“Why? Explain.”
The ever-confident Kim Jinwu was now whining like a fool. Yoo Dahui’s eyes kept drifting to the obvious bulge.
“I got a skill from that rabbit kid. But some weird skill came with it and now I’m losing it…”
“Yeah, you do seem out of it. What skill is making you like this?”
“…Estrus.”
“What did you say?”
Yoo Dahui echoed the unfamiliar word without thinking. Kim Jinwu yanked his pants down as he spoke.
“Estrus. The skill is literally called Estrus. Does that even make sense?”
As his pants dropped, a thick, musky scent flooded the hut. Yoo Dahui’s lower body grew wet at the male smell, as if she were ready to take him at any moment.
“Dahui.”
Kim Jinwu approached her, his semen-smeared length swaying heavily. There was no hesitation in his eyes.
“You have Estrus too?”
“No.”
“You really can’t hold back?”
“Yeah.”
When he tried to pull off her blouse, Yoo Dahui obediently raised her arms to help. He stripped her sports bra in one motion. Her pale breasts bounced into view, full and perfectly shaped, with pink nipples and proportionate areolas.
“Ahn…”
He latched onto a nipple and sucked while groping her chest. The pleasure was sharper than usual, making Yoo Dahui’s eyes narrow.
“Feels completely different… Rough isn’t bad either…?”
“Hey. I’m not joking. I seriously can’t see straight right now.”
Yoo Dahui enjoyed his touch at a leisurely pace. Aside from the roughness, it wasn’t that different from usual.
“Really?”
“This isn’t funny…”
Kim Jinwu yanked her pants down without pause. In seconds they were gone, and Yoo Dahui was surprised at his speed.
“Ah. Right, I just came from training.”
“So what?”
“Can’t you wash up first? The smell…”
“I told you, Estrus means I can’t see anything else.”
His eyes flashed dangerously. Yoo Dahui shut her mouth, sensing he might actually force her if she left.
‘This is… embarrassing…’
Even after living together, she still felt shy sometimes. Kim Jinwu buried his face in her chest and inhaled deeply. Sweet scents rose from every corner of her body. With Estrus active, he had no brakes—only fuel for his lust.
He drew in a long breath.
“Haa… I like it even more… I’m going crazy…”
Yoo Dahui already smelled wonderful, but combined with the Estrus effect on his senses, it became almost addictive. Every time his breath touched her, her body twitched.
“Hng…”
“Dahui…”
“Yeah, what…?”
Kim Jinwu showed more restraint than ever before.
“…Estrus also boosts pregnancy rates. So, maybe…”
Yoo Dahui unconsciously calculated her cycle. Because of the regressions, she hadn’t been using contraception, so the math was slow.
“It’s not a dangerous day…”
Because of the Blessing of Obsession, there were no truly safe days for her. If she wanted to have Kim Jinwu’s child, that day would become her ovulation day. She tried to control her thoughts, but she knew she would eventually get pregnant. Since avoiding it was impossible anyway, she had been taking his seed into her womb every time. It felt fulfilling and warm. Until now, Kim Jinwu had also finished inside without comment—because he didn’t know about the blessing. But now, because of Estrus, he was being cautious.
Kim Jinwu asked, “Still, it’s risky, right…?”
“Y-yeah…”
She didn’t say it was always dangerous. ‘If I tell him, he’ll probably use protection every time…’
She knew Kim Jinwu well. Having seen the suffering Yoo Dahui endured in the novel, he intended to avoid pregnancy until they escaped the regressions. He had only finished inside when she said it was safe. He sat on the bed, his fully erect length twitching.
“Then… can you at least use your mouth?”
“Why? We could just…”
“No…”
Until they knew when the next regression would happen, pregnancy had to be avoided at all costs. Yoo Dahui knelt between his legs and offered a solution.
“If we regress right after, wouldn’t it be fine?”
Finish and regress. The Estrus would end and pregnancy would be avoided. Yoo Dahui’s satisfaction was a bonus.
“…So every time Estrus activates, I have to finish and regress?”
Kim Jinwu didn’t know the activation conditions of Estrus. He assumed it was on a fixed cycle. That would tie him to specific times. In the end, using protection was the most reliable method.
“It’s better to get used to contraception now. That’s the right call…”
He muttered while stroking her hair. Yoo Dahui naturally took him into her mouth, following his touch.
Churup-.
“Ah, why did you come in your pants… Churup. There’s semen all over it.”
“Sorry…”
Churup. Lick-. Lap-.
“Aah…”
Even while grumbling, she licked and sucked him carefully. The sight of the usually confident Kim Jinwu looking so dejected was oddly cute. Watching his hypersensitive reactions was also entertaining.
“I’m gonna come…!”
“Huh, already…?!”
Pushut-.
Kim Jinwu climaxed without warning. The first spurt shot out powerfully.
“Hup!”
Byururuk-! Byurut-!
Yoo Dahui flinched and took him fully into her mouth. He trembled as he filled her with his release.
“Aah…”
When he finished, she released him, swallowed, and cleaned him thoroughly.
“Feel better?”
“Yeah… but still…”
“…Right, it’s not enough.”
Yoo Dahui swallowed. Even after two climaxes, he was harder than before.
“So what now?”
She asked while stroking him. To avoid pregnancy, they needed contraception—pills or condoms.
Kim Jinwu muttered, “Condoms are better than pills…”
“You want to use a condom? I heard they don’t feel as good.”
“Who said that?”
“…I don’t know. Someone I know mentioned it.”
Yoo Dahui knew nothing about condoms. That vague secondhand information was all she had. Since she had never used one with Kim Jinwu, she thought, ‘They seem annoying.’ Doing it raw felt cleaner than putting on rubber.
Rustle-. Rustle-.
‘Huh?’
A loud noise came from the hut entrance. Yoo Dahui turned her head.
“Hehe, why ask me to buy condoms…”
Elena stepped inside, her face flushed red, holding a bag full of various condoms.
“Elena?”
“Dahui…? Why are you here…?”