Hot Hot Hot!
It was a Saturday afternoon. The busy season had finally wound down, and Min-hee's rental period was coming to an end right along with it. I was enjoying a rare moment of leisure in my room, reading a book, when the thought struck me—I wanted to do something nice for Min-hee after all her hard work.
"Hey, Min-hee?"
I called out to her while she was cleaning the living room. She switched off the vacuum and turned to look at me.
"Yes? Is something the matter?"
"Today's your last day, and you've worked so hard. How about we go out for a meal? My treat."
"That isn't necessary. It's simply my job."
Her response was as flat as ever. I'd expected it, but it still stung a little to hear it out loud.
"No, even if it's work, we've been living together for a month. We're practically friends. Please, let me do this much."
Min-hee fell into thoughtful silence.
"Hmm... Very well. Then I shall install my taste sensors and digestive system before we go."
She picked up her trunk case and headed into the bathroom. Even though she was a yokai, her body was that of a doll, so without the taste sensors she couldn't experience flavor, and without the digestive unit she couldn't process food. Both attachments were difficult to maintain, so she usually kept them removed. That was probably why, on her rare days off when we ate together, she always looked so genuinely happy while savoring every bite.
"Shall we depart?"
Min-hee emerged from the bathroom with the devices installed. We headed to a buffet-style restaurant in the bustling district near our house.
"Ah, I've heard this place is quite famous."
There was a note of genuine interest in her voice.
"Welcome. I'll show you to your table."
A staff member in a black suit guided us inside. Even before we sat down, the delicious aroma hit us.
"It smells wonderful. Shall we?"
"Yes."
We stood to leave our coats at the table and head for the food. That was when I noticed someone sitting alone at a distant table, piled high with dishes. Wow... impressive. Eating all that by herself?
The table was right on the path to the buffet, so as we approached, the figure came into clearer view. Blue scales, a serpentine tail, dragon horns on her head. It was definitely Hee-ju, the Yeongno I'd met at the yokai brothel before.
Hee-ju met my eyes, set down the rib she was gnawing on, and wiped her mouth with a napkin.
"Oh!! Customer? Long time no see."
She greeted me the same way she always did. Still calling me "customer."
"Hello. Fancy running into you here. You're really putting it away."
"Yeongno eat a lot by nature. I'm friends with the owner, so I can eat as much as I want without worrying. That's why I come here often."
Min-hee, standing beside me, gave Hee-ju a small bow. Hee-ju nodded back and looked at me.
"Uh... who...?"
"Ah, this is Min-hee. She's a Merry Doll."
"Ah~ That famous housekeeping rental service?"
Apparently Hee-ju knew the place too. It really was well-known.
"I've been too busy to keep up with housework lately..."
"Ah~ Housework is such a pain... Maybe I should try it sometime..."
Hee-ju leaned back in her chair and stretched. Min-hee didn't miss the opening—she pulled a business card from her pocket and offered it to her.
"Oh! Thanks! I'll give it a try later!"
Hee-ju accepted the card, then seemed to ponder something. Her expression turned meaningful.
"Hmm... Actually, could you help me with something?"
"What is it...?"
Sensing the conversation might drag on, I sent Min-hee ahead. Hee-ju reached into her back pocket and handed me something. A business card.
"This is my friend's card. She works at another yokai brothel. She's got a short temper, but she's been swamped with work lately and hasn't had any chance to blow off steam. All the customers who come through just take care of themselves and leave, and their technique is terrible. I think she's reached her limit."
Hee-ju paused.
"Ah... So what exactly do you need me to do?"
"Well, you're good at this sort of thing, right? So help her out. I'll tell her not to charge you. If you don't help, all that pent-up frustration might explode on some other customer... and when she gets angry, she's terrifying."
It sounded like I was being asked to defuse a bomb. Still, it wasn't a difficult request, and the busy period was over, so I agreed.
"All right, I'll give it a shot. But what kind of yokai is your friend?"
"Same as me—an imugi. A Gwangcheori."
"A Gwangcheori?!"
Ah... I'd stepped in it. Of all the yokai, it had to be a Gwangcheori, notorious for their foul and temperamental personalities. Even among Gwangcheori themselves, personalities varied, but the running joke was that any Gwangcheori who was actually kind should be sent straight to a hospital. Most of them were known to have terrible dispositions.
Hee-ju must have seen the dread on my face, because she tried to reassure me.
"No, really... My friend is actually pretty nice, for a Gwangcheori. Don't worry..."
Well, it was fine. I'd never been with a Gwangcheori before, and experiencing a new yokai species would be educational in many ways. I was just a little scared, that was all.
"It's all right. I'll do it."
"Really?! Thanks!!"
"Don't mention it... Ah! I should get going..."
I gave a quick goodbye and headed for the buffet. Only then did Hee-ju resume shoveling food into her mouth.
That evening, after a delicious meal, Min-hee and I said our farewells.
"It was wonderful. Thank you."
"Haha, I'm glad."
"Then I hope you'll use our service again. This has been Min-hee."
"Sure. I'll drop by the shop sometimes so we can chat. It gets lonely at my age."
I'd actually visited the shop a few times and spoken with the owner, Hong-ju. If I was lucky, I'd even run into Nago there.
Min-hee let out a small laugh at my words, then smiled brightly.
"Yes, please stop by the shop often, Master."
That expression didn't look like a doll at all...
The next day was a rare day off. Right after lunch, I left the house to take care of the favor Hee-ju had asked of me. After eating Min-hee's cooking for so long, my own felt somehow lacking. And I'd always thought I was a decent cook...
Lost in idle thoughts, I walked toward my destination, enjoying the pleasant spring breeze. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the shop listed on the card. I pushed the door open gently.
The interior was no different from other brothels, except all the lights were off.
"Excuse me..."
I called out cautiously. Someone emerged from the back room.
Brown skin, dragon horns, sharp teeth, and a tail covered in black scales. A line of red flames flickered along the tail like soft fur. The voice that came out was husky.
"Huh? We're closed today! Can't you tell the lights are off?"
Ah... so this was her. Not just the appearance, but the prickly tone and irritated expression confirmed it—this was the Gwangcheori.
"Ah... Hee-ju told me about you..."
"Oh! You're that guy? Hmm~"
She gave me a skeptical once-over.
"You look like you've done a bit of working out... Think you can satisfy me?"
"Haha... I'll do my best."
I answered with an awkward smile.
"Yeah, well... we'll see. Just so you know, if you can't, I won't forgive you! I'll burn you to a crisp."
Every word dripped with irritation. And that final threat was downright chilling. I wasn't sure I could pull this off, but I followed her anyway.
She said today was the shop's day off, but she'd begged the owner to let her use the place for the day because I was coming. Had she threatened them...?
She led me straight to a private room. She must have been starving for it—there was no introduction, no small talk. She finished showering in record time and lay down on the bed.
Still, I felt like I should at least introduce myself. I sat up and turned to her.
"Um... My name is Kang Dae-geun. Nice to meet you."
"What? Who does introductions?! Just stick it in already!!"
"Ah... Right..."
I'd been scolded... Her words sliced through me like a knife. Fine... less talking, more doing...
I fumbled out of my robe. She rolled onto her stomach on the bed and presented her rear to me.
"Come on! Put it in!"
Her plump brown backside swayed, the black tail with its red flames twitching. Occasionally the flames brushed my arm, but they weren't hot. I wrapped both arms around her tail to hold it steady. The cool black scales pressed against my chest.
The flames are burning, but the scales are cold...
I pushed my hardened length into her. Schlick... With a wet sound, my shaft parted her slick folds and sank inside. She was warm. No—hot. Much hotter than any yokai I'd been with before. It seemed the rumors about Gwangcheori running hot were true.
"Nngh!"
Hearing her voice, I felt a sudden urge to tease her for that prickly attitude earlier.
"Are you all right?"
"Aah... Size passes... Now move!"
I smirked inwardly and began to thrust. Her warm walls clenched tightly around me. The heat was one thing, but the grip was no joke either. Come to think of it, she was a serpent yokai, and it was still spring. Which meant she was in season. If I wasn't careful, I might finish first.
Thrust thrust thrust
"Nngh... hng! hng!"
Her soft, wet flesh parted around my thick shaft with every stroke, and her voice came out in small gasps. She was probably holding back her moans out of pride. I was in danger too, but this was a contest. I had to push harder!
Slap slap slap!!
"Kkhh~! Ahng!"
I drove into her harder. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed, and her voice grew a little louder, but it still wasn't enough. I needed to show her every technique I had so she wouldn't regret agreeing to this. So all the stress she'd been holding in would finally melt away. Just a little more!
I shifted her tail slightly to the side, leaned over, and grabbed her breasts with both hands. They were firm yet soft, filling my palms completely. I kneaded them gently, occasionally teasing her nipples.
"Ahh! Nngh~"
This wasn't enough. From experience, most horned yokai had sensitive horns. It had been the same with Hee-ju. In that case...
I tilted her head back so her horns came closer, then ran my tongue slowly over one. The texture was slightly rough against my tongue. Every time my wet tongue dragged across her horn, her body twitched.
I couldn't let my hips rest either. Just as intense as before...
"Aaaah!! Wait... the horns!! Nngh!! Haaang~"
Finally, she couldn't hold back her moans. The thought that I'd won sent a rush of excitement through me, and my thrusts grew even faster. My caresses became more aggressive too. With every thrust, the flames on her tail flared wildly.
"Hnnngh!! Wait!! I'm sorry!!! Aaaah!! I... I was wrong!! Nngh!! Just... let me... rest a bit... Haaaaang!!!"
She thrashed and cried out. Her once-husky voice had taken on a more feminine tone. I grabbed her chin, lifted her head, and made her look at the large mirror beside the bed. Her eyes were glazed, her mouth slack, drool trailing from the corner as she moaned wantonly. A strange thrill mixed with the building climax.
Kkh... Now...!!
I buried myself deep inside her and released everything. The sensation of thick, warm fluid surging through my length was vivid.
"Hnnnghaaaa!!!"
Her back arched, her body trembling violently. Her tail shot straight up, flames dancing wildly as her climax rippled through her entire form.
I carefully withdrew. Her body collapsed limply onto the bed. Her once-proud tail drooped down over her hips. White fluid trickled from between her legs.
"Are you all right?"
I approached her gently. She was still lost in the afterglow, face buried in the sheets, drooling. She wasn't... broken, was she? Unease crept in. I tapped her shoulder and called her name.
She snapped back to herself, wiped the drool from her chin, and sat up.
"Ahem... Hmm... Not bad..."
"Huh...?"
Instead of the scolding I'd expected, I got an unexpectedly positive response. Her face looked slightly annoyed, though...
"But what the hell were you thinking, pounding me like that?! I thought I was gonna die!!"
The scolding finally arrived, delayed. Flames leaked between her sharp teeth.
"Anyway... ahem... I'm Hwa-ran."
"Sorry?"
"Hwa-ran! That's my name!! You didn't even introduce yourself earlier!!"
"Ah... You're right..."
An awkward silence fell. Hwa-ran broke it.
"Ahem! Hey! You can go again, right?! This time I'm definitely not losing! Get ready!!"
She pulled me into her arms and lay back on the bed.
On the way home, the sun had already set. The once-prickly Hwa-ran seemed much more relaxed after venting her stress—she even cooked dinner for me in the staff lounge and exchanged contact information afterward.
We went at it for quite a while...
Ding~
Just then, my phone chimed. It was a message from Hwa-ran.
The message was packed with emoticons, a far cry from the sharp-tongued woman I'd met earlier. Still... kind of cute, wasn't it?
I chuckled softly and turned the doorknob to my apartment.