The Sword Saint Who Does Anything?
Sleeping soundly, I dreamed of a distant memory from long ago. My father, handsome in his military uniform, hugged me tightly at the front door.
"Sia, Dad's heading out. Be a good girl and listen to Mom, okay?"
"Dad, where are you going?"
"I can't tell you, sweetie. But I promise I'll be back soon."
He stroked my hair and smiled. That was the last image I had of my father.
It happened shortly after the first gates opened in the world. As a soldier, my father volunteered for gate exploration. But he wasn't an Awakener. He was just an ordinary human. In the end, he never came back.
The nation hailed my heroic father—who died for his country—as a hero. But that praise lasted only a month... no, just a week before he faded from everyone's memory...
After Father passed, Mother drowned in alcohol every night, sobbing.
"Your dad's a hero... a hero... But what good is that? How are we supposed to live now?!"
She clung to me, pouring out her resentment. In the end, even Mother abandoned me and left. I was alone. I never truly knew what it meant to be loved, or felt the warmth of family...
So to avoid being looked down on, I have to be strong...
Unlike my father, I awakened as a hunter and wept in that thick darkness, not knowing what to do. The single ray of light that pierced it was Dr. Lee Hyun-seong.
"Sia, it must've been so hard on your own, right?"
Dr. Lee Hyun-seong gave me the unconditional love I'd never received from my father or mother. From my high school days, through all those lonely years, he was the only one who cared for me...
On the day I awakened, he celebrated even more joyfully than I did—like a father. No. Stop... Don't taint even my memories!
"It's okay. From now on, I'll be your dad, your brother, your lover. I'll be your one and only family, your one and only Master."
Master...No. Not the Republic of Korea or any guild—I'll be Master's number one sword, prioritizing Master's safety above all...
Whenever and wherever Master desires my body, I must keep myself primed, body and soul...
I hate it... Don't rape my mind too...!
I'm still dreaming. A deep, sweet dream. Casting off the heavy armor of reality, I floated lightly as just Sia Seong, swimming through a misty dream-sea.
How long had it been since I'd felt such comfort? I surrendered to the warm, cozy sensation.
In the haze of the dream, a voice called to me.
"Sia, how about opening your eyes?"
A hospital-like room. Yumi slept leaning against the bed beside mine. Even in my dream, Yumi's here. Amazing. Probably her worry for me seeping into my dream. Good girl.
Then, a man emerged from the shadows. It was Cheol-ho oppa. He sat in the chair by my bed, gazing at me with a pained expression. He let out a trembling breath, stroking strands of my hair one by one.
"No, what am I doing to a girl who's like my little sister, barely over 20?"
He muttered to himself for a long while. I couldn't understand why he looked so tormented. His eyes burned with a deep passion I didn't recognize—like a starving beast's.
Then, Cheol-ho oppa whispered in a tiny voice.
"Sia. Who am I?"
In a drowsy voice, I called to him.
"Cheol-ho... oppa?"
"Yeah, it's me. Sia. Sorry, I woke you while you were sleeping deep..."
He gently took my hand. His palm was large and hot. That warmth made dream-me even drowsier.
"I have... a favor to ask. Can you do it?"
I nodded and met his eyes.
"You look just like a doll up close... Sia."
His hand softly caressed my cheek.
"Can you touch this? With your hand..."
He guided my hand over his pants.
"Okay."
Beyond the rough denim texture, I felt his thing already swollen hard against my palm.
"Haa... Sia... good..."
His ragged breathing echoed in my ear.
"Hold on."
He undid his belt and yanked down his pants and underwear together. He pulled the blanket over his lower half.
"Grab my dick under the blanket. You know what a dick is, right?"
"I do."
Under the blanket, I gripped his hot, hard thing. Veins throbbed angrily, the tip mushroomed swollen.
"Ugh! Fuck... shit... Let go. I said let go."
Suddenly, he clamped his mouth shut with his fist and bounced like he was jumping.
"That hurt. Thought I was gonna die. Don't grip so hard. Like holding cotton candy—try again."
"Okay."
What does 'like holding cotton candy' even mean? I've never dreamed of Cheol-ho oppa before... Weird.
"Good. Fuck. Perfect. Sia. Now stroke it up and down."
I gripped it and moved my hand softly up and down. In the dream, no questions arose about what this was or why. His breathing grew rougher, he seemed pleased, and that made me happy too.
"Hng...! Haa... Sia..."
He bit his lip to stifle his groans. His face twisted in pleasure and guilt.
How long did that go on? Finally, with a short spasm, he spurted hot liquid. The sticky foreign sensation dripped from my index to pinky finger.
"Sia... Sia..."
He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips, smearing the fresh sticky cum on them.
"Lick it with your tongue."
*Lick lick*—
"The great Sword Princess licking my cum... Tasty?"
"Salty and bitter."
"Hold on. Gotta clean up."
He wiped my hand with tissue, then finished with wet wipes.
"Sia... Turn this way a bit."
At his words, I turned away from Yumi's side and lay on my side. He approached from behind, sitting on the bed. His thigh pressed against my back. He gripped my shoulder and pulled my face between his legs.
"Open your mouth, Sia."
It was no longer a request. Dazed, I parted my lips.
"Mmph...! Wuup...!"
He grabbed my hair with one hand and started moving my head. It poked my uvula, making tears well up.
"Haa... haa... good... Sia... your mouth's so hot, feels amazing..."
He ravaged my tongue, palate, and inner cheeks freely.
"Haa... fuck... in the Sword Princess's mouth... me!"
I just let my head shake with his movements.
Then he gathered a fistful of my long platinum hair and sniffed it.
"Your hair... so soft."
He rubbed the bundle against his still-hot dick.
"So soft, Sia... good. Covered in my cum... all sticky."
He muttered in bliss. Tickling the glans softly made his precum soak my hair, making it cling stickily. His groans deepened.
"Cumming...! Sia."
He tugged my hair lightly to hold it steady and unleashed his second load onto my platinum strands.
"Haa... haa..."
Utterly spent, he slumped beside the bed. For a long while, he stared blankly at my body marked with his traces.
"It'll dry on its own, I guess."
I stared at the ceiling with eyes open.
"It's fine. Just ask for anything... Not when you're this defenseless, but anytime...!"
He seemed to have lost all reason now.
"Stay still. This time, I'll make you feel good."
He carefully climbed onto the bed, straddling me. The creaking made Yumi stir briefly, but luckily she didn't wake. Maybe because it's a dream.
"Don't make a sound and stay still, okay?"
"Yes."
He kept asking permission. But this is my dream—do I want him to ravage me?
As he carefully undid my buttons, cool night air hit my bare skin. He gazed at my breasts with reverent awe, then reached out with trembling hands. His rough palms cupped and squeezed them.
"Never thought the day would come I'd touch these..."
He fondled my breasts softly. When he pinched a nipple, a small moan escaped me unwittingly. He suckled it like nursing, greedily, groping every inch of me like a baby. He tried wedging his dick between them several times but gave up, dissatisfied.
"Haa... haa... Sia... stick out your tongue... please..."
He whispered pleadingly. Obediently, I lolled out my tongue like a fool. He rubbed his against mine, then gripped my jaw for a deep kiss, stirring my mouth wildly.
"It's your fault. Your body's too lewd, that's why I..."
Our saliva mixed in an unfamiliar sensation. Even in the dream, it felt vividly real.
"Sia...!"
His hands grew bolder, sliding from breasts to belly, then lower... slipping under my patient gown. His fingers touched my softest, most secret place. Into my bare, deepest core under the gown bottoms.
"I'm touching here. Don't squirm, stay still, Sia?"
"Yes..."
How many times does he have to say stay still?
His fingers gently rubbed my soaked entrance.
"You're wet? You feel it too, huh?"
I nodded and twisted my hips instead of answering.
"Say it like yesterday: 'Cheol-ho oppa's the best.'"
"Cheol-ho oppa's the best."
"Say you love me."
"I love you."
Rubbing my clit softly sent pleasure racing up my spine through my body. His finger slid slowly inside me.
"Hnng...!"
My tender inner walls clenched around his finger. Unsatisfied with that, he positioned himself between my legs.
"Be honest. Ever fucked a guy?"
"Yes."
"Figured. Makes sense. No boyfriend now, right?"
"No boyfriend."
"Good enough."
His dick pressed near my navel.
"Sia... sorry... Feels like I'm tormenting someone asleep, but if not now, I'll never get to hold you in my life..."
He climbed onto the bed, roughly spreading my legs. He rubbed his slick-with-cum-and-my-juices dick against my pussy entrance.
"Going in... Sia... Oppa’s putting it inside you..."
The moment his thing parted my tender flesh to enter—
*Click*—
Faint footsteps in the hall, and the door handle turned.
"Night rounds. Checking patient status."
"Fuck...!"
Cheol-ho oppa cursed lowly and lightning-fast sat in the chair, bowing his head pretending to sleep.
"Pardon the intrusion."
The nurse glanced around the room, then approached to check me.
"Sweaty?"
She wiped my forehead and pulled the blanket to my neck.
"Sleep well."
She didn't notice my drenched thighs, leaving quietly. Drowsiness flooded me again.
Once the nurse left, Cheol-ho oppa returned. He fetched wet wipes from the drawer, carefully cleaning my thighs and pussy of my juices.
"Sorry... Sia. I lost my mind."
He roughly wiped his cum from my hair, then left somewhere.
"Ah fuck, wait. What if it's not amnesia? What do I do? I'm so fucked?"
Faint antiseptic smell. The steady beep of machines tickling my ears.
"Would the patient like to wake up?"
I slowly opened my eyes.
"Unnie!"
Yumi, clutching my hand, teared up seeing me awake.
"Mm."
My throat felt terribly scratchy.
"Unnie! How are you now? You okay? Please be fine..."
"Where... is this?"
"The Association's designated VVIP hospital. Unnie. And this is the doctor who examined you!"
The man in the white coat flashed a slimy smile.
"Hello, nice to meet you. Hunter Sia Seong?"
Uh...?