Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Home and Vigilante Member (3)
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"Ah..."
A small gasp escaped Chae Seoah's lips.
Park Jungwoo was pressed tightly against her without a single gap, frantically rubbing his cock over her clothes.
The heat from her thighs seeped through the three layers of fabric. The sensation made his tattooed lower abdomen hum as if it were vibrating. He bucked his hips repeatedly, lost in a pleasure bordering on violence.
Chae Seoah watched him quietly for a moment before grabbing his shoulders. She gently pried him away, patting him reassuringly with her fingertips as if telling him to calm down.
"Wh-why? I want to... do more right now..."
"Won't your clothes get dirty? You don't seem to have any spare pants left."
Her soothing voice continued softly. Hearing that, Park Jungwoo hesitated, then finally dropped his head. With a pitiful expression like he was about to cry, he placed his hands on his waistband.
"There. Slowly..."
Her gloved thumbs slipped under his waistband. She hooked her fingers over both hips and pulled downward. His cock, confined beneath his underwear and pants, sprang up as if protesting the tightness.
"...It's small."
A hint of satisfaction colored Chae Seoah's murmur.
For a brief moment, Park Jungwoo wore a puzzled expression. But then her neatly folded fingertips pressed near his tailbone, drawing his hips forward involuntarily.
"There. Now you can do whatever you want."
The moment permission was granted, Park Jungwoo's hips slammed against her. Beneath her slightly lifted top, the heart-shaped tattoo glowed with a seductive pink hue.
Squish, squelch, squish...
Her stockings grew slick with precum, producing lewd sounds. Chae Seoah continued to gaze down at him impassively.
"Ngh, hngh, mmph, ha...!"
He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her nape. Strange noises leaked from Park Jungwoo's mouth.
The fresh scent of fabric softener from her uniform. The hand patting his ass as if soothing him. The plump thighs enveloping his cock. Everything was intensely stimulating.
Park Jungwoo lifted his head after rubbing his face against her lowered one. He rested his chin on her collarbone, panting heavily through his wide-open lips.
"You can do a little more. Go on..."
Her gloved hand kneaded his ass lightly. When Park Jungwoo faltered from the overwhelming pleasure, she tugged harder, as if refusing to let him stop.
"Nngh...!"
A spoiled whimper burst out unbidden. His small cock plunged root-deep between her thighs. His heels, flat on the floor, lifted involuntarily.
As the urge to cum surged rapidly, Park Jungwoo looked up at Chae Seoah with a desperate, pleading expression.
She smiled with her eyes, half-hiding her pink irises. Leaning down slightly, she whispered softly into his ear.
"You can cum whenever you want, Park Jungwoo."
Her voice was chillingly businesslike. The emotionless permission to release made strength flood into his lower body.
The sound of footsteps passed by the semi-basement window outside. The thought that someone might peek in and see him clinging to her thighs, thrusting like a monkey, flashed through his mind.
And that thought fueled his arousal without filter.
"Hngh, ngh, ungh, ha, ahh...!"
Desperate moans spilled out one after another. The cramped studio apartment was already thick with a musky scent. He thrust his hips forward again after pulling back. Slap. Wet stockings met bare skin with a splash.
Chae Seoah stared down at him expressionlessly. Her pink eyes seemed to etch every detail of him into memory.
"Mm..."
A satisfied hum escaped her lips. With each quickening thrust, her body swayed faintly back and forth.
Her hand, encased in tight gloves, twitched at the knuckles. Beneath her short skirt, the crotch between her thighs grew soaked.
Squelch, squish, squelch, squelch.
Park Jungwoo was on tiptoes now, shaking his hips in an unsteady stance. If she stepped back even an inch, he'd collapse forward. He entrusted his balance to her, chasing only pleasure.
His burning-hot cock brushed the edge of her underwear. Each deep thrust made the tip graze her swaying skirt hem. The sensation drove him to whimper pathetically.
"Mm, ngh... ha, un..."
Her refined moans mixed with his lewd cries. The friction against her panties was starting to arouse her too.
The room felt warmer. Her once-calm voice carried a subtle heat.
"Does it feel... mm, that good? I'm starting to... get jealous, ngh..."
"Haah, y-yes, so gooood, Seoaaah...!"
His words slurred into mush. Between her slick, precum-drenched stockings, his swollen cock pistoned in short bursts, ready to burst.
She tried to act nonchalant, but her flushed arousal was obvious. As she watched him intently, she suddenly lifted one foot slightly.
Her toes, neatly aligned, crossed. Squeeze. Her thighs clamped tighter, threatening to crush his cock.
"Heeek! Ngh, ah, haaah, ah, ha...!!"
A bestial groan erupted from him. With the curse's influence stripping his self-control, his raw pleasure echoed in the sound.
Buried deep in her thick thighs, his cock twitched wildly. His spasming hips ground inside desperately. Then, with a short shudder, it spewed thick white semen.
"Mm, fuu..."
Park Jungwoo staggered back unsteadily. Droplets of cum dripped down. Fresh from her drenched thighs, his cock glistened visibly even in the dim light.
"...Looks like there's still a bit left. Then..."
Chae Seoah spoke casually as she removed her hand from his hip.
As if about to grip it. She slid her palm underneath, cupping his cock. Staring at him with a faintly flushed face, she slowly bent her thumb and index finger.
"Go on, let it all out. You won't sleep well with this built up."
"Nyaah...!"
Her index and thumb clamped firmly around the base. Her circling fingers tightened gradually.
Pain and pleasure. On a razor's edge. But to Park Jungwoo, cursed as he was, it was pure ecstasy.
Without instruction, he lifted his shirt hem with both hands, thrust his hips forward, and let out bitchy moans: ahn, ahn.
"...Small cock, but you cum a lot."
Gulp. A thick swallow echoed—whose, he couldn't tell. Her right hand, gripping him, pulled slowly.
"Hiih, hik?! Hngh, ah, ahh, ha, ngh...!"
Her hand moved agonizingly slow. Ignoring the gloves slicking with fluids. As if determined not to leave a drop in his urethra, she milked him meticulously.
His softening cock hardened again. The tattoo on his lower abdomen emitted a soft pink glow.
She ignored it. Squeezing every tendon and vein, she drew her hand back languidly.
"Do you know? I can feel it every time I pull. All the stuff inside getting dragged out."
Chae Seoah stated plainly. Schlick. Slooowly, like milking a cow, her fingers halted at the tip.
She gathered her remaining fingers. Rubbing the foreskin-covered glans with her middle and ring fingers produced a wet squelch.
Park Jungwoo rose on tiptoes again, twisting his hips wildly. Chae Seoah watched calmly, then pulled firmly.
"Hiiiik!!"
Pent-up semen gushed out, soaking her palm. She stared at the fluid seeping into her white glove. Rubbing thumb and index near his ear savoring the texture, the wet latex squelched against his eardrum.
Her hand descended again. She parted her thighs slightly, revealing where she'd just milked him, and smiled faintly.
"Do you know? I'm still getting notifications. The Seeding skill's duration has been renewed."
Her voice softened subtly. Her spread thighs showed white stockings soaked translucent, inner skin visible.
Clumps of white semen dotted them. She smeared a glob with her fingertip.
Meticulously, as if crushing each sperm. She rubbed her own thigh. Lifting her finger, a thin strand gleamed silver in the dim light.
Park Jungwoo watched, entranced, as her fingers moved.
"So, it's seeping in. Must be pretty potent. Even through these not-so-thin stockings. Definitely superior sperm. So..."
Her hand rose from her thigh. Between her plump, pressed thighs. It touched her soaked panties.
She hiked her skirt slightly. Perched precariously at her waist, it lost all function as clothing after just an inch.
Beneath the fluttering miniskirt. Red panties and thick white thighs gleamed exposed. As if inviting his gaze, she trailed her fingertips up her own thigh lightly.
The slow caress continued. She pressed her pussy lightly over her clothes. Plump flesh bulged, forming a valley atop the red fabric.
Her gloved hands rested between hip and thigh, at the crease. Long fingers hooked her panties and pulled them aside slightly.
For an instant, the room's scent seemed to shift. Her fingers brushed the taut red fabric.
Following her cum-smeared fingers, the already wet panties soaked further. Her thighs clenched again. Right below her pussy. Her fingertips tapped the empty inverted triangle space.
"If you cum right here properly this time... I might actually get pregnant."
Feeling his lower abdomen burn, Park Jungwoo shoved his cock into the gap.
Thud thud. Thud thud.
The next morning, Park Jungwoo woke to someone knocking. Groggy, he looked around.
Beneath the blanket covering him lay another person. Chae Seoah. Still in her Vigilante Corps uniform, she lay straight on her back, staring at the ceiling, sleeping soundly.
Park Jungwoo lifted the blanket. She still wore yesterday's panties and stockings. Over the red panties, sticky marks like territorial claims remained in abundance.
Last night, he hadn't lost his virginity after all. He'd drenched her panties with load after load, but that was the limit.
There was no regret. Only guilt. And doubt—even for a Vigilante Corps member, was this normal?
He'd learned some caution from a few experiences. Pathetically, though, the world wouldn't let him dwell.
"J-Jungwoo? Y-you there? I kn-know you are, open the door quick...!"
Park Jungwoo's movements froze. Creak creak. Like rusty gears, his head turned toward the door.
It was Moon Hayeon's voice.