Chapter 120

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 120

Chapter Title: Please Make Shirobara Ryo Squirt with Your Mouth and Hands! (1)

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*Slurp... Schlurp...*

Ryo's hand kept gripping my cock.

The stimulation wasn't intense. She moved her hand gently, mindful of my oversensitive dick right after cumming.

She had my semen cupped in her palm, using it to slowly stroke my limp shaft.

In return, I fondled her breasts.

I savored the sensation of her warm, soft tits enveloping my face as I tenderly rolled her nipple around in my mouth.

I glanced over to confirm the mission clear message.

Now I could stop time for a full minute and a half in one go.

With three uses per day, that meant a total of four and a half minutes.

'Finally starting to feel like a proper skill.'

Four and a half minutes should let me leisurely enjoy a frozen world at a relaxed pace.

'Is Ryo that pent up too? How long does she plan to keep holding my dick?'

Maybe because I hadn't asked her to stop, but Ryo showed no signs of letting go of my cock.

She seemed ready to keep stroking until my wise old sage time passed and my dick perked up again.

'Should I try asking to put it in? Damn... Should've brought a condom. Begging to go raw out of the blue would flop, but politely asking to slide it in with protection might actually work...'

Still, it was too early to be disappointed.

I still had two sudden missions left.

If one of them was raw creampie, I could use that as an excuse to ask.

Squirting, plain and simple, was a gush—like a woman's fountain.

The phenomenon where she sprays pussy juice during orgasm.

'Artifact as a success reward? Taming... like taming animals?'

The words "taming" and "choker" felt mismatched.

A choker was usually just a necklace accessory people wore.

'Does that mean it's an item for taming people? And S-rank?'

Maybe because I was still basking in the afterglow of the handjob, my thoughts kept drifting to the lewd side.

*Chuuup!*

Craving the sound of Ryo's voice again, I sucked her nipple hard.

But she'd braced herself this time—no sound escaped her lips.

"...Satisfied?"

Instead, she asked about my mood in a calm tone, as if nothing had happened.

"Thanks. I cleared the first mission safely thanks to you."

"If that's the first... there must be a second one, right?"

"Yeah... A new mission popped up right after clearing the first. Seems like the mission really likes you, Ryo."

"..."

"Oh, of course, I liked it a ton too. Felt amazing."

"You're welcome..."

"How about you, Ryo? You made some nice sounds midway through..."

"Wh-what's the second mission?"

Ryo hurriedly changed the subject.

Part of me wanted to press her until she answered, but I decided to be a gentleman and let it slide this time.

"Hmm... Ever heard of the 69 position?"

"S-sixty... nine?"

Ryo straightened ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her back, her face flushed red.

Not beet red, but a pretty pink, like someone pleasantly tipsy.

Her hand still gripped my cock, and one nipple stood out prominently, obscenely erect from my teasing.

"Ryo?"

I subtly squeezed her breast as I called her name, and she shook her head.

"N-no idea. What's that?"

Her voice trembled slightly—she definitely knew something.

Too embarrassed to admit it?

Or trying to keep up that pure image?

Either way, it was a turn-on.

"Hold on. Easier to show you than explain."

I reached for my pants and pulled out my smartphone.

Silent mode notifications piled up from Ji-su and Ya Hye-jeong.

Ji-su must be worried sick, calling at regular intervals.

I sent a quick update that things were going smoothly, then searched for 69 position.

"Like this?"

I deliberately picked a porn still instead of a diagram.

Luckily, a clip of mutual oral was easy to find online.

"I'll lie on the sofa, and you straddle me face-down. Not facing each other—aimed at each other's privates like this. The mission is to suck each other off in this position."

"S-suck...?"

"69's specialized for mutual oral."

"W-wait. You ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠don't mean my p-pu... pu..."

She struggled with "pussy," wetting her lips nervously.

Time for me to be the gentleman and say it first.

"Right. Can I lick your pussy, Ryo?"

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Jeong Ji-ham, pillowed on my thigh, grinned brightly as he spoke.

"You milked my cum, so now I'll draw out your pussy juices."

What the hell was this...?

I'd milked his cum, so he'd milk my pussy in return?

I swear on the heavens, I'd never had such an indecent conversation with anyone.

'He wants me to suck this dick now?'

I glanced at Jeong Ji-ham's cock.

Then released my grip.

Even after he came, I'd kept stroking with his semen in my palm—sticky strands now stretched between my hand and his shaft. Between fingers, between palm and glans.

'He doesn't expect me to suck all this cum off, does he?'

I wasn't without male experience.

Back in my youth, I'd secretly hooked up with men as guild master.

Especially after days battling in sinkholes, I'd hunt young hunters like prey.

'But I've never sucked one before...'

Sure, I'd gotten offers.

Men who'd eat my pussy first, begging me to return the favor orally.

But when a cock neared my mouth, I couldn't handle the smell and pushed it away.

'Bad memories resurfacing...'

I'm sensitive to scents.

I fill my living space with only my favorite fragrances.

Bathe daily in processed rose petals.

Spray my custom-blended perfume post-bath to control my body odor.

For me, that first cock smell was traumatic—still unforgettable.

A sinkhole-seasoned man's tool reeked beyond body wash could fix.

'Cum smell... isn't so bad, though...'

I grabbed tissues from the table and wiped the semen from my hand.

Subtly sniffing as I did. No need to bring it close—the sheer volume wafted up, tickling my nose while cleaning.

"Wanna strip and climb on top?"

"Sh-shouldn't I wipe this first?"

"Include that in the sucking."

"Ugh..."

So it really ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠came to this...

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Ryo stood and began shedding her kimono.

Too shy for a front view, she turned away and slowly untied the sash. The fabric slid sensually down her body.

A smooth back at a glance.

A cinched waist below.

Beautiful spinal erectors and plump ass revealed.

"Beautiful body."

"..."

Ryo turned around.

From a distance, her slightly sagging tits looked utterly delectable.

"Don't usually groom down there?"

Hoping to heighten her shame, I asked. She covered her crotch and muttered.

"Never thought something like this would happen."

"It's fine. I love peeking at unprepared views."

"Eek..."

Ryo's expression finally shifted.

Fleeting, but I'd caught it—I'd been waiting for that moment.

"Don't stand there shyly—come spread 'em quick."