Chapter 45 - Bold Excretory Acts
Chapter 45 - Bold Excretory Acts
To put it simply, Miles had accepted Hana's proposal to move in together.
Unaware of the changes in her heart, he was lost in blissful fantasies, his face flushed. He seemed to be desperately trying to control his expression to hide his joy, but his efforts were in vain—his face kept breaking into an uncontrollable, giddy grin.
'He's really happy about it.'
Yang Taegum observed Miles' state and concluded that things were going well.
As a silent praise, he subtly gave Hana a thumbs-up behind Miles' back. In response, she blushed and pressed her buttocks against him when Miles wasn't looking.
If you're going to praise me, do it with your hands, not words.
With Miles completely distracted, bringing Hana to climax was effortless.
Squelch— squish— schlurp—
"Nngh...♥"
Pshhhh—
Behind the slightly unhinged Miles, Yang Taegum slid three fingers into Hana's anus, using her juices as lubricant to piston them in and out until she reached her peak.
"?"
Hearing strange noises, Miles turned around—only to lock eyes with Hana, her face red from anal-induced ecstasy. Flustered, he quickly averted his gaze.
Miles barely restrained himself from screaming into the void in sheer joy.
'Hana was the one who suggested we move in together...!!'
He had never even dreamed of living with her before marriage.
He never imagined such an opportunity would come his way.
If they were to cohabit, there would naturally be more things to be mindful of compared to living alone. They'd have to take turns making breakfast and dinner, and be considerate about bathroom schedules.
What if he accidentally walked in on her changing in the shower...?
Miles recalled the scandalous lingerie he had seen her in that day.
"..."
Pfft—
His face instantly burned red, and he lowered his head.
'No, first things first—we need to find a place.'
Money wasn't an issue. The savings from his work as a Tracker were substantial, and Hana had her own funds too. Combined, they could afford a decent home.
A house... Yeah, ideally somewhere with a nice view, spacious...
The thought of finishing patrol and immediately taking Hana house-hunting had him practically buzzing with excitement.
"He's really happy."
"...♥"
Miles charged into a pack of low-tier monsters, smashing their skulls with his Dukbbaegi in a frenzy.
Yang Taegum watched him with pity.
'If he knew I'm railing his girl's asshole right now, he'd break down sobbing.'
Indeed.
At this very moment, Yang Taegum's Ultra Cock was buried deep in Hana's rectum.
As the monsters approached, he had positioned himself behind Hana under the pretense of guarding their rear, issuing a silent command for her to maintain her Psychic Barrier no matter what. Then, through her unzipped anal peek-a-boo zipper, he had plunged his dick inside her in one brutal thrust.
Schlllck—
"Hyaaah♥♥♥...!!"
Just the initial penetration alone was enough to send Hana into a weak climax.
Her beloved Miles was right there—barely any distance away—yet here she was, getting her ass fucked...!
She desperately schooled her expression, refusing to let anything show.
Even as her traitorous body gushed love juice from arousal, even as Yang Taegum's cock speared deep inside her, ruthlessly grinding against her G-spot—
Squelch— squelch— schlorp—
"♥♥♥...!!!"
From an angle where Miles couldn't see her back, Yang Taegum pistoned his hips, savoring the tight heat of her asshole.
Not that Miles would have the chance to look—he was too busy obliterating monster skulls in a near-trance, swinging his weapon with wild abandon.
Standing upright, Yang Taegum buried himself to the hilt, making Hana's lower abdomen bulge obscenely. When he pulled out, the protrusion vanished.
His Ultra Cock was so massive its presence visibly deformed her stomach.
"Nghh♥ Hnngh♥ Nnghk♥"
Following Yang Taegum's orders, Hana strained to maintain the Psychic Barrier with every ounce of her will.
The overwhelming pleasure of anal sex threatened to shatter her focus, driving her to the brink of madness.
Every time his Ultra Cock withdrew, the sensation of being emptied like she was taking a dump forced moans from her lips, making the barrier flicker.
The only reason she held on was the desperate fear that if it broke, Yang Taegum might be targeted and injured by the monsters.
"Hyaaah♥♥♥...!!!"
Pshhhh—
"What did I say about how you should act when you cum?"
Yang Taegum whispered into Hana's ear as she climaxed.
Biting her lip to suppress her vulgar expression, she forced out the words.
"Th-Thank you...♥ for fucking this...♥ degenerate bitch's asshole...♥ and developing her...♥ G-spot...♥♥"
"Good girl."
Thrust— thrust—
Yang Taegum sped up, pistoning her asshole ruthlessly.
With the Psychic Barrier blocking all sound, there was no risk of the lewd slap-slap of flesh reaching Miles' ears.
CRACK—! KABOOM—!
'Time to finish.'
After obliterating a monster's head with a full swing, Yang Taegum glanced at Miles—now scanning for more targets—and timed his release.
His cock swelled inside Hana's ass, pulsing with heat.
Sensing his impending climax, she clenched her sphincter tightly, urging him on.
"Breed this degenerate bitch's asshole...♥ with Master's hot cum...♥!!"
"...!!"
THROB—
SPLOOOOOSH—!!
"Ohhh♥...! Oooohhh♥♥♥...!!"
The scalding flood of semen filling her bowels finally shattered Hana's restraint, her face twisting in obscene ecstasy as she came.
Fortunately, Miles was too focused on combat to notice.
Through sheer willpower, Hana maintained the barrier the entire time, even as her belly swelled with cum.
GLOOOORP—!!
Her stomach distended slightly from the sheer volume packed inside her ass.
POP—!
"♥♥?!"
Yang Taegum pulled out and zipped her up, then reached around to grope her cum-bloated belly.
"If we leave it like this, he'll definitely notice. How will you explain it?"
"Master...♥"
"Pfft— Just kidding. The zipper's still open, so let it all out right here."
"...♥"
Her anal peek-a-boo zipper remained undone.
At the order to shit out the cum while standing, her face burned, and she slightly spread her legs, bending her knees into a more natural position.
"..."
Glancing at Miles, she nervously began relaxing her sphincter, ready to clamp shut if he so much as glanced their way.
Poot— plorp— sploort—
"Nnghaaah...♥♥!!"
Thick, white fluid oozed from her asshole, pooling on the ground.
Every time Miles' gaze swept past during battle, she tensed up, halting the excretion—only to resume once he looked away, riding the thrill of betrayal and the taboo excitement of public defecation to another climax.
Plooorp— splurt—
"Hnnnghhh♥♥♥...!!"
After expelling a fair amount, her belly shrank slightly.
Then Yang Taegum shoved a finger back inside, forcing her to stop.
Squelch—
"Hyaah♥?!"
"Enough shitting on the ground."
Hana stood on tiptoe, back arched, as his finger invaded her. He pulled it out and zipped her up properly, then whispered into her scarlet ear:
"You'll dump the rest inside your suit when he rejoins us. Understood?"
"Y-Yes♥...!!"
Her lower belly still bulged slightly, but not enough to be noticeable.
Satisfied, Yang Taegum waited for the battle to end.
Miles returned after crushing the last monster's skull.
Seeing the fight was over, Hana steadied herself and dropped the Psychic Barrier.
Worried he might spot the mess on the ground, she approached Miles first.
"You hurt anywhere?"
"Nah, they were weaklings. Taegum, anything else on detection?"
"Nope. All dead, bro."
Sniff sniff
"?"
Miles frowned at a strange scent in the air.
"You guys smell something weird?"
"Huh? N-No? I don't smell anything?"
Hana averted her eyes, denying it.
Miles tilted his head, puzzled.
'...Night-blooming flowers? Why here?'
No answer came to mind.
Soon, the team began moving away from the battlefield.
"..."
Yang Taegum shot Hana a look—hurry up and shit the rest out.
Blushing, she gradually relaxed her sphincter as commanded.
Poot—
Releasing small amounts at a time, she kept a close eye on Miles.
The sensation of cum sloshing inside her suit against her buttocks was unmistakable.
Plorp— poot—
The teasing, incomplete expulsion only stoked her arousal further.
'I wanna let it all out...!!'
Her asshole tingled, amplifying her lust. Desperate, she glanced around for a solution—
"Ah...!"
An idea struck her.
"Miles!"
"Huh?"
When he turned, Hana closed the distance and grabbed his face.
"Hana?!"
Miles froze as she pulled him in, confused why she'd do this with Yang Taegum right there—
Smooch—
But her sudden, aggressive kiss overwhelmed him.
"♥♥♥"
Poot— plorp— splurt—
The vulgar sounds of her shitting echoed, but with her hands covering his ears, Miles remained oblivious.
Meanwhile, Hana—earmuffing Miles—finally relaxed and let the remaining cum flood her suit.
As the semen expelled from her ass filled her buttocks and seeped through the fabric, she came again, her face twisting in ecstasy.