Just Spread Them Once — (6)
"…Would you mind giving me a hand?"
"Y-y-y… You crazy bastard—aaah!!!"
Dokgo Ryeong swung her elbow at his face, but Wi Ilcheong dodged. Instead, her elbow snagged the scrap of cloth covering his eyes, and his gaze was laid bare.
"…My apologies. Was that an indelicate request?"
"Y-you… you…! You Lust Demon bastard!!!"
"…You've done it once before, have you not? That is why I asked."
"Th-that was different!!"
"Is it so different from now?"
Wi Ilcheong caught hold of Dokgo Ryeong's thrashing arms.
"If you refuse, simply say so. Should the young lady decline, I will give up as well. This stubbornly upright manhood is… a touch inconvenient, but I shall endure it."
"O-of course I…!"
"But if the young lady would lend a hand, I would also be able to employ the Classic of the Plain Girl."
"Ugh…! That dogshit technique, I swear…!"
Wi Ilcheong pressed a little closer. And how could he not? From the moment he had entered the room and laid eyes on Dokgo Ryeong, lust had been boiling up inside him.
That face, flushed scarlet the instant she saw him. Those lips that looked soft and plump despite the rough words spilling from them. That shameless pink hair that could not hide a thing, honestly declaring, I'm seething with desire too.
And then there was the beautiful naked body faintly visible beneath the thin silk. Looking at her, Wi Ilcheong discarded every self-assessment he had ever made about his own self-control. With a woman practically throwing a full-body tantrum that screamed Please devour me right in front of him, even the enlightened abbot of Shaolin would not have been able to resist — or so he rationalized as he whispered to her.
"If you do not wish to, you may simply say no."
Wi Ilcheong was certain. That hesitant way of speaking. Dokgo Ryeong, who always said no with such confidence when she meant it, was also a woman — and with that thought, he pressed deeper into her heart.
"You need only take hold of it with your hand and stroke it up and down."
"H-how am I supposed to do something like…"
"You've already done it once, so it should be easier this time."
"Hnn…!"
"Do you dislike it?"
Dokgo Ryeong turned her head aside, murmuring as if mortified.
"I-if I really… just give it a hand…"
"It will subside. It will not rise again for a while."
"F-for real?!"
"Yes. While it is down, the young lady may circulate the Moon Shadow Divine Art."
"…"
As Dokgo Ryeong quieted, Wi Ilcheong carefully released her arms.
"What will you do?"
"…If it doesn't go down… I'm cutting it off."
"Heh. As you wish."
Spitting that vicious threat, Dokgo Ryeong grabbed the waistband of his trousers.
"D-don't you dare touch me, or else!"
"Yes. I always keep my word."
"Shit…"
Dokgo Ryeong carefully peeled down Wi Ilcheong's trousers. The moment her hands stripped them away—
"Eek!"
His massive manhood sprang free.
"Y-you crazy bastard! Why is it so huge!!"
"…My parents fed me well, I suppose."
"Shit, for real…!"
"You know how to proceed, yes?"
"I-I know, you bastard!"
Dokgo Ryeong took hold of his manhood. Staring at the thing so large it would not fit in a single hand, she was thrown into a panic.
This crazy bastard… did every scrap of food he ever ate go straight into his cock…
Realizing one hand would not do it, she wrapped both around Wi Ilcheong's manhood — and he tipped his head back.
"I leave myself in your care."
"…Shit."
Dokgo Ryeong began slowly moving both hands up and down.
"A-are you gonna come?"
"It will not finish that quickly."
"Then when…"
"That depends on the young lady."
"Shit, for real…!"
Dokgo Ryeong whined, half on the verge of tears. Her hands worked diligently up and down Wi Ilcheong's manhood, but unfortunately he felt no stimulation whatsoever.
"…Young Lady Dokgo."
"What, you bastard!"
"…You are truly unskilled."
"S-sorry, shit! I'm clumsy…"
"…No. It is only natural to be unskilled at something one is doing for the first time. Indeed, teaching a woman like that is half the pleasure…"
"Sh-shut up!!"
"…Yes. Perhaps you might try spitting a little saliva on it?"
"Y-you crazy bastard!"
Dokgo Ryeong flailed in panic, pounding on Wi Ilcheong's stomach — to him, it was nothing more than a child's playful thrashing.
"…Ordinarily, love juices work even better."
"Y-you… you…!"
"…If you do not wish to, that is fine. It will simply make for excellent exercise for Young Lady Dokgo."
"W-what the hell are you talking about?!"
"At this rate, you will need to stroke for a full shichen — two hours — before I finish."
"Two hours?!"
At that absurd estimate, Dokgo Ryeong shot to her feet.
"N-no! You crazy bastard! You said you'd come quick!!"
"…My apologies. I was using Young Lady Baekri and Young Lady Eun as my baseline."
"Shit, for real…!"
Dokgo Ryeong resolved, with pure grit, to stroke diligently for two full hours — but that resolve crumbled almost at once.
Shit… my arms are gonna fall off…!
No matter how hard she worked, Wi Ilcheong's face remained serene. It was a world away from the expression she had seen on him at the moment of climax before.
What the hell do I do… shit, for real…!
As Dokgo Ryeong burned with frustration, something he had said earlier flashed through her mind.
Ordinarily, love juices work even better.
The words struck her like a spark. She abruptly released the manhood she had been gripping, and Wi Ilcheong assumed she had given up.
"…Young lady?"
"T-turn around!"
"Pardon?"
"Don't look this way, you bastard!!"
"…Yes."
Wi Ilcheong obediently turned his back, and Dokgo Ryeong brought a hand between her own legs.
"Nnh…!"
Hiking up her skirt and lightly touching her sex with her fingers, she found it already wet and warm.
"L-Lust Demon."
"Yes, young lady. I am listening."
"If I really… just have love juices, you'll come quick?"
"That wetness does tend to stimulate a man further, yes. I would finish far more quickly than I am now, would I not?"
"L-lie down."
"Pardon?"
"I said lie down, you bastard!"
"…"
Wi Ilcheong lay down without further comment, and Dokgo Ryeong stood over him.
"I-if you look, I'll kill you!"
"…What exactly are you intending to…"
"If you ask, I'll kill you!"
"…"
Faced with Dokgo Ryeong's razor-edged threats, Wi Ilcheong sealed his lips and quietly watched what she would do. She straddled his stomach and brought his manhood against herself.
H-holy shit, it's huge…
Casually pressing his manhood between her thighs to gauge how deep it might go, Dokgo Ryeong was terrified.
The Hao Sect and that bastard's lower half are seriously something else…
The mere thought of something this large thrusting in and out of a body sent a chill down her spine.
Shit… I'm going back to being a man no matter what. No matter what…!
Swearing she would never, ever put something like this inside herself, Dokgo Ryeong took hold of his manhood and laid it flat.
"…Young lady?"
"Sh-shut up!"
"…Yes."
With Wi Ilcheong's manhood pinned beneath her legs, Dokgo Ryeong carefully adjusted its position again and again.
W-well, I only need to rub against it… and he said love juices make it better…
The moment Dokgo Ryeong settled her sex down onto his manhood, Wi Ilcheong's body jerked.
"Ugh…!"
"D-does it hurt?"
"No… I was merely startled."
"Wh-why!"
"…It is nothing."
"Shit… if you look, I'll kill you?!"
"I will not look, so please continue. This feels rather pleasant."
"D-don't give me a review either!"
"Yes, understood."
Seated atop Wi Ilcheong's manhood, Dokgo Ryeong could feel every inch of that massive length between her thighs.
I-I have to rub…
She leaned forward slightly, gripped Wi Ilcheong's thighs, and began rocking her hips in small motions, grinding her sex against his manhood.
"Hnn…!"
A moan welled up unbidden from deep in her belly and startled her — but mercifully, Wi Ilcheong gave no reaction.
Shit… shit…!
Even as shame flooded her, Dokgo Ryeong began moving her hips a little more, determined to make Wi Ilcheong finish as soon as possible. At first it was so awkward that his manhood kept slipping free of her sex, and she had to reseat it between her legs over and over — but before long she found the rhythm.
"Hngh…! Haah…!"
Wi Ilcheong's manhood felt good. Every time those ridged veins dragged across her sex, a strange pleasure bloomed, and without quite realizing it Dokgo Ryeong began shifting her hips in slightly different directions — toward wherever it felt better.
"Haugh…! A-are you close yet…?!"
"I am beginning to feel it, little by little."
"Th-hnn…! Really?!"
"Yes. Just a little more effort, if you please."
"Hngh…! Shit…!"
Watching Dokgo Ryeong's back as she ground her hips with such earnestness even while spitting crude words, Wi Ilcheong savored the sweet pleasure building in his lower body.
…You truly are overflowing with talent, Young Lady Dokgo.
How a virgin who knew nothing of men had conceived of such an act — the thought alone drew a silent gasp of admiration. Whether she was conscious of it or not, whether it was pure instinct, Dokgo Ryeong was already seeking out the places that felt best and moving her hips accordingly. Wi Ilcheong knew it well.
Moreover, out of embarrassment she had turned her back to him while she worked — and seemed entirely unaware that this only put her even more shameful rear on full display for him.
"Hnn…!"
Every time the protruding head of Wi Ilcheong's manhood brushed her clitoris, she let out a sweet moan. Did she know her own entrance was twitching in response?
This is maddening…
Dokgo Ryeong's clumsy caresses — and yet movements more adorable than any other woman's — were shattering Wi Ilcheong's self-control to pieces.
"…I believe I am close now."
"Th-hnn…! Really…?"
"So from here, I shall take over the movement."
"Huh…?"
Wi Ilcheong seized Dokgo Ryeong's waist and sat up in one motion.
"Kyaah!"
Naturally toppled forward, Dokgo Ryeong ended up with her upper body pressed to the floor, on her knees with her hips raised — and she shrieked.
"Y-you crazy bastard!"
"Do not worry. I will not touch your virginity."
"Th-that's not what I— hnn…!"
Wi Ilcheong rubbed his manhood against Dokgo Ryeong's sex as he spoke.
"Young Lady Dokgo, please close your legs."
"Th-hnn…!"
"Yes, just like that."
Between her pressed-together thighs, her sex glistened, soaked with love juices. Wi Ilcheong's manhood slid into the space beneath, between her thighs, as he continued.
"If I move like this, it should be similar to what the young lady was just doing, yes?"
"B-but… this position is…"
"Are you embarrassed by what can be seen?"
"Hnn…!"
Dokgo Ryeong answered with a moan, and Wi Ilcheong said,
"I have been able to see everything from the start."
"Haugh…! Y-you should have said something…!"
"My apologies. You seemed so absorbed. And it was the young lady herself who ordered me not to speak."
"Y-you lewd bastard…!"
"Is that so…"
"Hnn…! D-don't spread them!!"
Despite her plea, Wi Ilcheong used both thumbs to part her petals wide and said,
"You are this obscenely wet, and yet you call someone else lewd?"
"Th-that's…"
"In any case, I will move from here. I expect to finish shortly, so the young lady need only stay still."
His hands locked tight around her waist, and he began thrusting hard.
"Hngh…!"
The slap of flesh on flesh and the wet squelch of Dokgo Ryeong's love juices filled the room.
"Hngh…! Nnh…! Haah…!"
"Haa… Young Lady Dokgo…"
"Hngh…! Faster…!"
"You truly are… hah… terrifying."
"Terrif—! Hnn…!"
Feeling a tingling heat climb his spine, Wi Ilcheong drove his hips faster and faster.
"That a woman this lewd… claims to know nothing of men…!"
"H-haugh! Nonsense…!"
"Even those words… set a man's heart ablaze!"
"Haugh!"
When Wi Ilcheong's finger pressed firmly against her rear entrance, she clamped her thighs even tighter.
"Kh…! I am… about to finish!"
"G-get your hand off! You crazy bastard…! Hngh…!"
"Kh…!"
Feeling the manhood surging back and forth between her thighs begin to pulse, Dokgo Ryeong's body went rigid.
Spurt! Spuurt!
"Haa… haa…"
Wi Ilcheong's manhood convulsed, pouring out thick ropes of seed. He came so hard that some of it spattered across her chest, but Dokgo Ryeong paid it no mind as she twisted around to look back and ask,
"D-did you come?"
"Yes. Hoo… Please sit down quickly."
"On… on top of that?"
Looking at the manhood still gleaming with her love juices and his seed, Dokgo Ryeong hesitated — but he beckoned, urging her to sit at once.
"It was Young Lady Dokgo who made the arrangement."
"Shit…"
Staring at Wi Ilcheong's manhood, somewhat softened after climax, Dokgo Ryeong finally settled herself atop him.
"…If you touch me, I'll kill you."
"Yes, yes. Understood."
"Shithead…"
Grumbling, Dokgo Ryeong closed her eyes and sank into herself.
…Huh?
Observing her interior, Dokgo Ryeong could not suppress her shock.
…The Yang Heel Vessel and the Yin Heel Vessel both opened at once?
The last time she had stroked Wi Ilcheong to climax, only a single meridian had opened. This time two had broken through together, and her mind snapped sharp and clear.
This is my chance…!
The yin energy in her lower dantian was already coiled and ready to surge free. But it was no longer the wild, unbroken stallion of before — it now carried the disciplined calm of a well-trained steed as well.
Ugh…!
She set the yin energy in her lower dantian in motion according to the formulas of the Moon Shadow Divine Art, beginning a full circulation. In moments the energy completed a full circuit, forcibly widening its own path and multiplying in volume as it went.
After several such circulations, Dokgo Ryeong opened her eyes. The first thing that greeted her was the dazzling glare of sunlight.
"Ah…"
"…Oh? You are awake, young lady?"
"…Why is it already morning?"
"…Because you spent the entire night like that? Thanks to you, I barely slept a wink."
"Shit…"
"Did you achieve anything?"
At his question, Dokgo Ryeong answered with swaggering confidence.
"Jumped a whole level in one go. Gained a lot."
"Congratulations."
"But shit…"
Dokgo Ryeong felt something familiar pressing against her from below.
"…Why is it standing again?"
"It often rises in the morning. A natural phenomenon."
"Ah… shit."
"Shall we go once more?"
"A-are you insane!!"