Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: For Now, Let's Just Try Something (3)
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"Ugh... slurp. Ptoo. You're quicker than usual today?"
Yoo Soo-jung pulled it out of her mouth, spat the semen from her mouth into a tissue, and asked. I couldn't even respond. It had been since the last time we'd slept together—no sex, not even masturbation. Of course I was sensitive with everything backed up.
"I've been a bit tired lately."
"Didn't you rest over the weekend?"
"I did, but... there are things I need to worry about."
"Fair enough. Still, you can't finish too quick today."
Yoo Soo-jung climbed on top of my lying body, rubbing her cheek against my face. The soft sensation of her breasts pressed fully against me, and seeing my dick revive after just going soft made her eyes sparkle as she slid back down.
"Want me to stroke it a bit more?"
"No. More like, let me do it this time."
"Hey now. Just lie there. Noona's got this."
She grabbed my half-hard shaft, pumped it up and down until it was fully erect, then straddled me and rubbed the tip against her entrance.
"Haaah... look at it twitching already, and I haven't even put it in."
"Noona, your vocabulary..."
"Hehe. What? Embarrassed?"
"Sounds too much like an old man."
"Not an old man, but an old lady? Ahh!"
"Ugh!"
Did she line it up right? She suddenly slammed down, and the slick pleasure nearly made me cum the instant I was inside.
"Haat... haa..."
"You okay?"
"Almost... came..."
"Your pussy's still weak as ever."
"It's not! Hoo..."
Once I'd calmed a bit, she swept her hair back with her right hand and took deep breaths. It was so damn hot I couldn't hold back anymore.
"W-Wait. Why are you moving?"
"Why? 'Cause noona's too sexy."
I sat up, grabbed her ass with both hands.
"I told you, I'm doing it today."
She tried to calm me with a slightly trembling voice, but honestly, I'd hit my limit. Nearly a week without even jerking off. I ignored her, lifted her hips, and started thrusting up and down.
"Haang! W-Wait! Haak! Hnng!"
Her legs, spread and flailing, soon bent to hook around my waist. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, unable to hold back the pleasure, pulling us even closer. Her face might look youthful, but her body's not—nice bit of meat on that ass, feels great to grab.
"Eut! Haak! S-Slow down! Hngit! Lie... down!"
"Hoo."
If she wants me to lie down, fine. I released her ass, wrapped my arms around her shoulders, hugged her tight, and rolled us over. Driving in hard with my full weight behind it.
"Hngggg!!!"
"Ugh!!"
"Haak! W-Wait! Heuuk! I just... came! Hiiik! But...!"
Was she climaxing? Her tongue lolled out as her pussy clenched tight around me. I ramped up the speed. Pounding hard enough to make slapping sounds, her limbs pulled me tighter, and I couldn't hold back anymore—I came.
"Heuuk... haang..."
"Haa... haa..."
Still hugging tight with the aftershocks lingering, she unwrapped her arms, slid her hand to the back of my neck, and kissed me.
"Chup..."
Not just lips—our tongues entwined in a long, sticky lick.
Last time with Seo Ji-hyun, feeding each other, it was like this too. Does it have some special meaning? She wouldn't let go of my head, so I went along, but maybe women attach significance to this stuff.
We broke the kiss, and worried about crushing her, I rolled to the side. We lay on the bed together. I'd burned a ton of stamina, cum twice in a row—reality hit. Lying there dazed...
"Wanna do it from behind this time?"
She whispered in my ear in that sultry voice, asking if I wanted doggy. My break wasn't long. Right on cue.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "...Vice Guild Master-nim, are you okay?"
"Uh... probably?"
I must've looked totally drained—Lee Sun-young, who'd even skipped the rest of school to come to my office, asked worriedly. Was it because it's an Awakener school, or now that she's guild-affiliated they let her out early? She got here fast. It's only 3 PM.
"If you're tired, you should rest."
"Nah. Gotta do what needs doing."
We'd fucked till morning, slept past lunch, but guild work is work. Especially since this was my first direct disciple.
"Anyway, how's it fit? The training gear?"
The Guild Master picked gray to match her hair color—good call. It went great with her ponytail. Come to think of it, hers must be pink. Wonder what she'd look like head to toe in pink.
"Yes. Much easier to move in. Soft material too."
"It's guild-provided, so yeah, gotta take care of it. Alright, let's head underground. Our training hall's in the basement."
"Yes."
We took the elevator to the private training room. I had Lee Sun-young sit on the floor first and started explaining.
"We checked yesterday, but your raw output limit seems really high. Problem is, not much real combat experience yet, so mana capacity holds you back. You know that, right?"
She nodded silently.
"So first, we're training to maintain a certain output level as long as possible. The storage here's overflowing with mana potions, so we'll go till your mental strength taps out. Cool?"
"Of course. Please do."
"Good. Start by emitting mana at your usual output and hold it."
She drew the sword from her waist, closed her eyes briefly, then a faint red glow ran along the blade. Fire-types are usually emission-based, and yesterday's test showed she could output well, but nope—she coats it thin for ongoing damage on wounds.
"Holding it like that?"
"Yes. In a pinch, I pour in more mana on impact to burn."
"Hm. Ever tried launching it?"
"Once early on... mana got sucked dry instantly."
Too bad. Could've been a modern Swordmaster firing sword beams. Joke aside, no ranged attacks is a shame. Gotta teach her a poke at least.
"Got it. Training needs intensity, so hold double your usual mana output steady. We'll time it, go step by step."
"Understood."
Like upping weights in the gym, push her limit on sustained mana output. Otherwise, as an Awakener, she could hold light for hours, dragging training out.
10 minutes, 20. The flames coating the blade started flickering. At 40, they winked out with a fizzle, and she collapsed. I'd grabbed three mana potions from the locker ahead and handed them over.
"Don't chug. Not telling you to finish all. Probably two and a half. More than that, mana overflows, you'll just wanna puke."
"Tha...nks..."
She could barely speak, words breaking, arms shaking holding the bottle. Felt bad, but remembered my old PT trainer.
'Come on, member! Just one more!'
One more my ass... Pretty sure he said that then made me do three. Can't go soft if the member's struggling—that's how you fail. She'd have passed out for real if mana fully depleted. Gotta grind efficiently without overdoing it, like trainer said. Steel myself.
"Total 42 minutes 19 seconds. Longer than I thought."
"...Felt like an hour."
"This is plenty. We'll keep building mana capacity. Plus, sustaining combat over 40 minutes? Not bad. Kinda different, sure."
No active swinging, so stamina differs from real fights. Anyway, break's over.
"Rested enough? Let's go again."
"Yes!"
She popped up energetic, red eyes blazing with determination—like she could conquer anything. Yeah, she doesn't know yet. I was like that starting workouts. Confidence I'd keep going, pride after a set—till then.
Of course,
"Urp... can't... drink more..."
"No. Finish it and up."
"Kill me..."
"Last time for real."
"That's the second time you said that..."
"That's why this is the real last one?"
Endgame training, force-feeding mana potions—she's near puking, borderline sadistic. This must be why people grind others. Feels like I learned something I shouldn't have.