Chapter 11: The Docile Cat, Rana (Part 2)
At first, survival was the only thing that mattered. No matter how beautiful they were, how could anyone get turned on in a situation like this? That’s what he’d thought. But now the limit had been completely lifted.
He wouldn’t stop any woman who came to him, nor would he touch any who walked away.
“Mwah~!”
The moment the door opened, Rana rushed straight into Kim Jun’s arms and kissed him deeply.
The saying “a meek cat climbs the hearth first” seemed to have been made for moments exactly like this.
Even as she locked the door with her foot, Rana continued the deep kiss, pushing Kim Jun backward.
Chu. Chu. Slurp—
After a couple of light kisses, she slid her tongue straight into his mouth, exploring him deeply.
“Haa…”
Kim Jun grabbed both of Rana’s shoulders and asked,
“You sure this is okay?”
“Oppa, do we really need to worry about that right now?”
“Up we go!”
Kim Jun scooped her up in one smooth motion and carried her straight to the bed.
“Kyaa~”
Even as she was laid down, Rana kept kissing him. Her slender hand slid down toward his pants.
When she saw the massive bulge threatening to tear through his shorts, she spun around and climbed on top of him.
She slowly pulled his shorts down. The moment they came off, his impressive cock sprang up like a launched rocket. Rana’s mouth fell open at the sheer size.
“Whoa…”
After letting out an admiring gasp, she licked her right hand thoroughly, coating it with as much saliva as possible, then began stroking him from base to tip.
While giving him a skilled handjob, she kept kissing him, driving his sensitivity to the absolute peak.
Kim Jun was losing his mind. He was in bed with the current top visual of the idol world—the kind of girl you only saw on TV or YouTube—having sex with her right in his own bedroom. The situation itself was enough to push him over the edge.
The contrast between her innocent, girlish appearance and her overwhelming “sex queen” aura made the lewd caresses on the bed feel even more intoxicating.
When her hand kept working him and his pleasure reached its limit, Kim Jun suddenly sat up.
“Haaang?!”
Rana, who had been teasing him from above, was flipped onto her back in an instant.
Her updo had come slightly undone, messy strands of hair fluttering against the nape of her neck. From that angle, the elegant curve of her back and narrow waist were clearly visible. Without hesitation, Kim Jun thrust into her from behind.
“Hngh…!”
His enormous cock buried itself in one powerful stroke. Despite the fact that he hadn’t even touched the petals below her navel during the foreplay, he drove straight inside.
“Haa… haa…”
Kim Jun was just as worked up as she was.
Even though he’d received her sweet caresses, he hadn’t even licked her until she got wet. He simply shoved himself into the first visible hole he saw and began slamming his hips roughly.
“Uhh… ngh… hnnngh!”
Maybe worried the people in the next room might hear, Rana bit down hard on a pillow to muffle her moans as much as possible.
“Ah, fuck, this is insane!”
It felt so good he couldn’t help cursing.
He had a goddess-like idol—the kind you might see only once in a lifetime—bent over in front of him, pounding her from behind.
She was clearly just as turned on. Her insides grew steadily wetter, squeezing him tighter and tighter. If he let his guard down even for a second, he felt like he would cum instantly.
“Ugh, hngh! Oppa… Oppa…”
He moved his entire body, stirring wildly inside her. As his orgasm slowly built, he growled,
“I’m… getting close!”
“Just… haang…! You can cum inside…!!”
The moment Rana bit down on the pillow again and gripped the blanket tightly, Kim Jun pulled out and came hard.
Spurt— spuuuurt—
Thick ropes of semen shot out like cannon fire, splattering across her lower back and the cleft of her ass. The sticky fluid slowly began to drip down.
“Haa… haaa…”
It was an incredibly satisfying release. He’d let out enough to completely coat her narrow hips.
“Haaaa…”
Rana let out a long sigh as well. She reached back with one hand, wiping the semen from her ass while glancing around.
Kim Jun quickly grabbed some tissues and gently cleaned her. As she sat up, she suddenly pulled him into a tight hug.
“That was amazing♥”
“Yeah.”
With dreamy, hazy eyes, Rana kept kissing him. Kim Jun spread both arms, offering her a pillow of his biceps.
She curled up like a cat and burrowed into his embrace.
“Heh…”
“Hm?”
Apparently one round wasn’t enough for her. Rana gently bit his earlobe, then slipped her tongue inside his ear and licked.
“Ugh?!”
When Kim Jun shivered from the electric sensation, her tongue withdrew from his ear, sliding across his cheek and down to his jawline.
“One more time…”
“You don’t even have to ask…”
Saying that, Rana climbed on top of him again and repositioned herself.
She massaged his cock—which had just fired one massive load—until it slowly hardened again. Then she lifted her hips, aligned him with her entrance, and sank down once more.
“Mmmh!”
With a coquettish moan, their second round began.
Rana rode him cowgirl style, shaking her hips. Kim Jun sat up, wrapped his arms around her, and reached out to cup her perky breasts.
They weren’t huge, but they were the perfect size—soft and supple. As she panted heavily, her insides clenched even tighter around him, pushing him toward his second climax.
“Haaah… ugh!”
When Kim Jun came, Rana bit her lower lip to hold back her moans and collapsed against his chest.
He held her tightly as her trembling body gradually grew hotter.
“Haa.”
Kim Jun lay back down while still holding her. They took a short break before going for a third round.
But Rana still seemed to have her switch flipped. She moved toward him again while he was lying face down.
“Oppa~”
She climbed onto his back after he had already cum twice and whispered softly into his ear.
“I’ll get you hard again real quick♥”
“!”
Even though he was exhausted, Kim Jun slowly tried to get up at her request.
That’s when Rana gently bit his earlobe again, then licked the sweat running down the back of his neck.
“Khh!”
The sensation of her tongue from behind traveled down his neck to his shoulder blades, gently scratching at all his sensitive spots.
The idol’s caresses continued without pause, sliding down his back and stimulating his spine.
With soft “chu~ chu~” sounds, her tongue gradually moved lower until it reached his tailbone, licking along the cleft of his ass.
“Ugh!?”
It was more electrifying than any foreplay he had ever experienced.
Then the tongue that had been licking his tailbone moved even lower. She spread his cheeks and headed straight for his asshole.
Chu— chu— slurp—
“Ugh! Hngh… not there…”
Kim Jun twitched as she licked his asshole, but Rana simply grabbed his cock—which had already cum twice—and began stroking it again.
With her face buried between his cheeks, licking him while giving a handjob, Rana kept kissing his newly hardened magnificent cock as a form of service.
Her lips slowly traced from the base all the way up to the head.
Kim Jun couldn’t hold back any longer. He flipped over and started their third round exactly the way she wanted.
“Hyaang?!”
“Holy… shit! You’re seriously trying to drive me crazy, huh?”
Grabbing the tongue that had licked every inch of him, Kim Jun thrust into her roughly. During their third round, he pounded her so hard that the girl beneath him shook uncontrollably.
“Ugh, kuh! Haaaaah!!!!”
“Slurp— slup!”
“Mmph! Hnngh—!”
Rana finally couldn’t hold back her cries. Kim Jun quickly covered her mouth with his own to muffle the sound, then fucked her like a wild beast.
Ah, fuck! At this rate… I just want to cum inside her!
She had said it was a safe day, and his rational mind had already snapped.
As Rana’s insides squeezed him even tighter, Kim Jun thrust deeper and deeper, shaking his hips until her eyes rolled back.
He pounded against her cervix roughly until his third climax surged up, and he emptied himself inside her.
Squuuuirt— splurt— spuuurt!
For the first time during all their sex, Kim Jun felt the sensation of his own ejaculation. He hugged her so tightly it felt like her ribs might break.
Rana clung to him as well, wrapping both legs around his waist.
Even as an enormous amount of semen flooded into her, she made no move to pull away. She accepted everything.
“Haa… haa… huuuu…”
After breathing heavily through their third round, Kim Jun and the girl beneath him kept kissing each other’s lips and collarbones.
When his cock, which had felt every contraction of her insides, slowly pulled out, a thick stream of semen poured out—exactly like a creampie scene from a porn site.
“Oppa… tissues…”
“Oh, right! Here!”
Kim Jun grabbed the box of tissues from the bedside and handed her some. Rana wiped herself clean, then carefully cleaned him as well.
Creampie sex with the most beautiful idol from Korea’s top girl group was an experience that would remain more intense in his memory than anything else.
Finally, they shared one last deep kiss before she nestled into his arms.
“Do you have anything to drink?”
“Only soju.”
“Haa… Just one cup, please.”
Seeing Rana proudly displaying her curvaceous naked body under the LED lights, Kim Jun brought a bottle of soju from the veranda and poured it into paper cups.
She took a sip and leaned her head on his shoulder.
“Oppa…”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you… For everything.”
Rana thanked him simply—for saving her when she was about to die in this zombie world, and for responding to her seduction and giving her sex she would never forget for the rest of her life.
“Actually… I’m scared.”
“Huh?”
“Seeing those zombies outside earlier… and having to kill them…”
“…”
“Oppa… you’ll keep protecting us, right?”
Rana clung to him even tighter, placing absolute trust in Kim Jun.
Even though his body was exhausted from running three times, he suppressed his post-nut clarity and held her gently.
“…Yeah. I’ll protect all of you.”
“Thank you…”
No matter how extreme the situation became, these eight people were now his responsibility.
He had watched countless movies and dramas about zombie outbreaks and understood the reality. Yet Kim Jun was resolute.
Abandon people for the sake of survival?
Women are just dead weight in the long run?
Abandon survivors without special skills and live alone?
He would carry them all.
And he would survive.
Kim Jun had always been this way, but now he had become even more of a humanist.
In a world where food and water were scarce, some girls would notice and offer to suck him off just so he would look after them. A girl who was only twenty years old would overcome the terror of the outside world and the fear of being abandoned, finding affection instead and clinging to him.
As a man, he was grateful. As a human being, it was love.
“Want to sleep here? If anyone says anything, I’ll handle it.”
“Mmm… Just a little longer… let me rest.”
After their intense session, Rana slowly got up not long afterward.
When the young woman grabbed her hips and staggered like a child, Kim Jun tried to support her, but she kept wiping her wet lower half with tissues, put on her panties, threw on the rest of her clothes, and prepared to leave.
“I’ll head out now.”
“Hey, you don’t have to—”
Before Kim Jun could finish, Rana gave him one more kiss, quietly opened the door, and slipped away.
She had come in like a gentle breeze, fucked like a storm, and disappeared like the wind again. Watching the girl leave, Kim Jun let out a long sigh, picked up the soju bottle left on the floor, took a deep swig, and collapsed onto the bed.
It had been years since his last breakup, and today was the first time in a long while that his entire body had been left shivering and twitching.
Kim Jun closed his eyes and fell asleep. That night became a place filled with love.
The next morning.
When he dragged his sore body out of the room, Rana and Mari were already in the living room.
“Hey~ Good morning.”
“Oh my, Oppa!”
Rana ran over, gave him a big hug, then smiled brightly and skipped away. Mari’s eyes widened in confusion, wondering what was going on with her.
“What the—since this morning? Did something happen?”
“Ah, well…”
“Whoa?! Jeez, what’s with you?”
“I love Oppa and all the unnies! Let’s all live together happily!”
Before Kim Jun could even answer, Rana went ahead and hugged Mari too, rubbing against her affectionately before returning to prepare breakfast.
“Mari unnie, everyone, let’s do our best. Fighting!”
“Uh… Yeah, humming like that from the morning… I guess it does look that way.”
Mari gave an awkward smile at Rana’s suddenly changed personality and asked Kim Jun about breakfast.
“I heard you drank a ton yesterday with Gaya unnie and Emily, right?”
“We kept drinking soju with Rana too.”
“That’s why I made some hangover soup. Is it okay if I use the somen noodles and dashi from the cupboard?”
“Yeah, yeah. Use whatever you want.”
Mari, who had slept deeply and truly had no idea what had happened in the next room, sliced green onions and garlic chives, boiled the somen noodles, added anchovy broth, and made a simple festive noodle soup for breakfast.
“Heuuuuung…”
“Hey, Emily. Stop making those weird moans, will you?”
“Gaya unnie… I’m not joking, I feel like my head’s going to split open.”
Emily, who had gone upstairs to sleep, clutched her head from yesterday’s hangover. When Gaya scolded her, the other girls couldn’t help but giggle at how funny she looked.
And when Kim Jun was eating his noodles, his eyes met Rana’s across the table.
She held the noodles in her mouth and quietly conveyed her feelings with just her eyes.
Kim Jun met her gaze and let out a small chuckle. She smiled back, finished her bowl, and moved on to prepare for today’s work—returning to her usual strong and reliable self now that her safe day had passed.