Teaching the Subject (14)
“I’ll at least call you by name.”
Thump, thump, thump.
Kang Juhyuk’s heart felt ready to burst.
In truth, it had felt that way for a while now. Since the moment he’d stepped into the love hotel. All the way up to this second.
It had been a heart that kept on feeling as if it would explode.
In the end, it was that word—dildo... sex doll—that kept dragging reality back into his head.
For a moment, his heart had tried to calm down.
But in the end, in the end, it started pounding wildly again.
Was he really such an easy man?
Was Kang Juhyuk the kind of man who changed his heart that easily?
The moment the other person drew a line, he fell into despair, and the moment they eased it even a little, he wagged his tail like a dog.
Of course, he’d always lived a life of bowing and scraping.
He knew that, as an orphan and a D-class hunter at the very bottom of the food chain, he’d have to spend his whole life pleasing other people if he wanted to survive.
But his entire heart being shaken like this... he’d never even imagined that.
“...Nuna.”
Kang Juhyuk pushed himself upright.
He peeled away his body, which had been pressing down on her as if to pin her in place and violate her, and looked down at Chae Eunha, who was lying face-down beneath him.
She still had that obscene body, but he didn’t want that obscene body right now. He wanted to see her face.
He wanted to hold her hand, not just feel his cock and her pussy grinding together.
“...Why?”
Her voice was sticky with desire.
Having been forced still for so long, Chae Eunha turned only her upper body now that Kang Juhyuk had moved off her, twisting around to look at him.
Her lower body didn’t move, because he was still buried inside her.
The face she turned toward him was smiling.
An eye-smile, a grin. Just like the one he’d seen that night.
A smile that didn’t feel like Chae Eunha at all.
“So... are you Eunha nuna?”
“Who knows? I don’t really know right now... Is that really so important?”
Was it important?
He didn’t know.
Hadn’t he, just a moment ago, assumed that Chae Haeun was only an act Chae Eunha was putting on to toy with him?
Of course, half of that had just been something he’d blurted out on impulse, whatever crossed his mind.
A thought he’d had because he felt miserable, a remark that had spilled out without thinking.
He wasn’t her first.
And he wouldn’t be her last.
He was just a passing dildo, a toy, a man to be used for one night and thrown away.
So there was nothing he could know about Chae Eunha.
And by the same token, Chae Eunha had no desire to know anything about Kang Juhyuk either.
That was the misery of it.
So was it really that important whether the woman in front of him right now was Chae Haeun or Chae Eunha?
She seemed like Chae Haeun, and she seemed like Chae Eunha.
Maybe they were the same person.
Maybe they were different people, only similar.
And maybe he’d never be able to find out for sure.
But even so, he wanted to know.
It didn’t have to matter.
If it was about her, he wanted to know.
He didn’t know why. If he forced an answer, it was just because... he was drawn to her.
“Even if it doesn’t matter, I want to know.”
“Why?”
“...Because you’re Nuna.”
“Seriously, you’re annoying.”
Even so, Chae Eunha didn’t wipe the smile off her face.
As if she found it amusing. No, as if she was enjoying it.
“Don’t act cute just because you’re a man.”
“Nuna.”
“Come on. Start. I’m waiting.”
Chae Eunha settled herself again.
This time, she didn’t look like she’d been forced into position and spread open by brute strength.
She lay there of her own accord, arranging her hips so they’d be easy to work.
As if she were coyly asking him to start, to hurry up and fuck her.
Of course, even before, she’d barely rested before she was already moving her hips on her own like this after he got going.
Still, preparing herself for sex before they even started, as if she wanted it... that was hard to imagine.
With her, it always felt like something she had to do because she had to do it. That was Chae Eunha.
He slowly pulled out.
Her pussy clung to his cock, as if begging him not to take it out. As if pleading, don’t pull away, don’t steal it from me.
Even that movement was enough to drive his arousal higher.
Kang Juhyuk just grabbed her hips. There was no need to seize her arms and keep her from moving.
She was welcoming him too.
He stopped the cock that had been slipping free, then drove it back in hard—
“Are you sure?”
“Huh?”
“If you slam it in that hard, I’ll finish too soon.”
Just as he was about to thrust in, she seemed to sense the momentum of it.
The moment Kang Juhyuk was about to begin, Chae Eunha spoke up.
“You said you wanted to know...? About me.”
“...Yes.”
“Then you should take your time. Figure out what I like... what I’m weak to... what I enjoy...”
What kind of sex she liked.
Kang Juhyuk swallowed.
There was one thing he knew for sure.
Chae Eunha—the woman in front of him—liked being handled roughly.
Chae Eunha might deny it. But Chae Haeun would say he was exactly right.
Whatever he wanted, rough and hard and all at once. Like slamming dough flat with no care at all, harshly, as hard as a man could.
Crushing, thrusting, cumming.
That was the only thing Kang Juhyuk could do right now.
Fortunately, Chae Eunha’s body, a body that needed sex to exist, had a temperament that rejoiced even in rough treatment like that.
But that didn’t mean he knew Chae Eunha. Anyone could do that. Anyone could understand that.
This masochistic body could climax even if someone just grabbed her chest and fucked her like a toy.
But that wasn’t sex.
It was no different from masturbation, each of them using the other’s body.
And what Chae Eunha wanted from Kang Juhyuk now wasn’t masturbation. It was sex.
That was what Kang Juhyuk had wanted, too. An invitation to try it if he wanted to.
“Haa... haaah...♡”
Kang Juhyuk began to push his hips slowly.
His cock, slowly. Into her slit. Into her pussy.
Even with that slow, teasing thrust, the sensitive pussy seemed delighted, and Chae Eunha let out a deep moan.
Kang Juhyuk could feel, little by little, her cunt closing around his cock.
Her vaginal folds, her slick, the wet canal, the body’s response.
Her straight, unadorned cunt revealed its own shape under his careful movement.
This side was a little more pronounced, that side a little deeper in.
He paid that place more attention, dragging his cock over it.
“Ah, ah! Hngh, huuugh...!”
A ticklish, pitiful, yet undeniably pleasurable reaction—the kind that made the woman’s body seem to beat a rhythm against Chae Eunha’s head.
Not a violent motion forcing pleasure into her body, but a gentler one, like softly stroking her while moving naturally.
He pumped his hips. Faster now, but not with the frantic violence of a man trying to cum immediately like before.
Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh wasn’t too rough either.
Softly, so each sensation could be savored at leisure.
So there would be some room to breathe.
Kang Juhyuk watched Chae Eunha’s reaction.
It felt good. Her pussy wrapped his cock in a warm embrace, and even when she was rough, the strength in it was never lacking.
Now that he moved a little more slowly, her cunt seemed to have room as well, and it held his cock even more warmly.
The pussy that had served his cock with all its strength even while being crushed by force and having no room to spare now devoted itself with everything it had to her master’s warm, gentle, accommodating movement.
“There, yeah. Right there... feels nice... near the entrance...♡”
“R-right here?”
“It’s different for every woman, but... ugh...♡ I, I think... I like that place... rub it a little, like you’re tapping it, ugh, nnngh...!”
Following Chae Eunha’s voice, he dragged his cock across her.
The tightness of her pussy heightened the sensation, but there was a strange thrill in thinking not just that he felt good, but that she did too.
More than the urge to cum, it was like a conquest that satisfied a woman? Maybe an exchange. A feeling of learning which spots each other liked.
A new feeling.
“Huh... huh...♡ Ah, ahn...!! Hngh, hngh...!”
As he rocked his hips and slowly traveled inside her, there were places that reacted especially sensitively even without being spoken of.
The end of her pussy, the end of her canal, the entrance near her cervix, the dead end he could reach only by driving his heavy cock all the way in.
Remembering how she reacted especially strongly when he pressed her hard before, Kang Juhyuk didn’t pull out when he reached the end. Instead, he kept himself buried in her and ground the tip in circles with his hips.
After only a few times, Chae Eunha’s sensitive body responded to that pressure against her cervix, that insistence on prying it open, that expression of wanting to make her pregnant.
She trembled all over and stiffened. Her back arched, her head lifted, and she stuck out her tongue a little as she let out a rough moan.
“Ohh, oohhh, ugh...! Hah, haah, haah, haah...!”
The rigid body shuddered, cried out, and then seemed to lose all strength in an instant, collapsing limp to the floor.
All that came out of her now was ragged breathing, pleasure driving straight into her brain, her blurred eyes showing only the aftermath of a climax that had burst out in a flash.
Kang Juhyuk didn’t hold back. He lifted her left leg.
Her left leg, pliant and easily carried, came up onto his right shoulder.
He placed her right leg between his own and turned her body.
Chae Eunha didn’t resist, or rather, she had no intention of resisting.
Helplessly guided by Kang Juhyuk’s hands, she shifted into a scissors-like position for man and woman.
The reason was simple. Kang Juhyuk wanted to see her face. He wanted to see that helpless face of hers as she felt it, as she came, as she broke under the climax.
“Haaat... haaat... haah...!”
“Hoo... huff... heh... Nuna, did you cum?”
“Shut up... don’t... ask... stuff like that...”
It was obscene.
It was hot.
Kang Juhyuk tried to endure as best he could, tried to take his time and find every one of her weak spots.
He tried to do as Chae Eunha had said, but it was impossible.
She was too weak. Such a strong person in every other respect, but in sex, in pussy, she was weaker than anyone.
Even though he’d only shaken her a few times, she was already collapsing into climax like this.
Anyone who saw her would be certain she’d happily accept whatever kind of sex they gave her.
That fact was insanely obscene.
Smack—! Smack, smack—!
“Ah, aahh...!!”
“Nuna, Nuna... Nuna!”
“Ahht, hngh, hhng! I told you to do it slow...!”
“You’re too obscene for that, Nuna.”
She said to go slowly.
And yet Chae Eunha’s face was clearly delighted by Kang Juhyuk’s frantic hip thrusts.
She’d been delighted just now, too. Yes, she had. Would a woman who liked roughness hate gentle thrusting?
She liked everything. Rough motions, gentle motions—it seemed like as long as his cock was in her, anything was fine.
That made her even hotter. Finding the especially weak places in a body that seemed to like whatever you did to it... that alone was enough to arouse him.
As if something about her became special.
And to that lust, Kang Juhyuk couldn’t win.
He wanted to cum. Looking at the face of a woman who was weeping and howling in her pleasure.
Looking at the face of a woman who didn’t avoid that pleasure, who wanted to share it with him.
Looking at Chae Eunha, asking him to know her, Kang Juhyuk couldn’t overcome his own desire.
His semen surged upward. Maybe he’d already reached his limit long ago.
Even as he forced himself to move slowly, even as he tried to endure as much as possible, he couldn’t.
In front of a woman who cried out with every thrust, every pounding.
That was the kind of woman Chae Eunha was. If anyone held a woman like her, they’d never be able to hold back from spilling and driving their hips violently.
“E-even that... you can’t... can’t hold back, hngh, heh, heeuhk, ugh...!”
“Nuna can’t hold back when she’s cumming either!”
“I’m, a body like this, so... hahh, hahh... hahh...♡ Ah, ahht, uhhhuuugh—!!”
“Ugh, nnngh...!!”
Ejaculation.
He came with his cock shoved all the way in, deep into the very bottom of her pussy, right in front of her cervix.
By then, the thought of contraception had already vanished from Kang Juhyuk’s mind. All that remained was instinct, the motion of his hips following the breeding urge.
Chae Eunha was following the signals from her body too, so she had no thought of stopping either.
She only burst the stack of orgasms she had built up by falling in love with the happiness and love entering her body.
Gloop, gloop, gloop.
Fwoosh—!
The fluid burst out, flooding.
When receiving semen, she absolutely couldn’t hold back, absolutely couldn’t endure, and would really reach climax.
Kang Juhyuk held her left leg with both arms, keeping her from running away as he mercilessly pumped the leftover, urine-like semen inside her one more time.
The semen poured out in thick pulses, filling her whole passage and pushing itself back out around her cunt.
Even with his cock buried at her entrance, her cunt seemed to want to clamp shut, as if even the semen leaking out through the gap was too precious to waste.
A second ejaculation, too—thick, thick, thick semen spilling out in waves.
Internal ejaculation.
Kang Juhyuk let out a rough breath and was swept up in exhaustion, languor, pleasure, fulfillment, and the satisfaction of having finished a masculine act of propagation.
His loosened hand let go of her leg, and his now slightly softened cock slipped, plop, back out of her pussy.
Kang Juhyuk collapsed down beside her. Even though he’d finished breeding, he still didn’t want to let her go, so his right arm remained draped over her shoulder to keep her from escaping.
“Oohhk, hngh, heeek... haaah♡ haaah, hahk... hngh...!”
Turned onto her side, she was still convulsing below the waist and breathing hard.
The blazing orgasm didn’t seem to cool easily, and her little flame-like climax kept flickering fiercely.
In Kang Juhyuk’s eyes, her lust level appeared.
[7/100]
Two ejaculations. Was that her limit? No, it wasn’t.
Her desire had been cut down by about half with one ejaculation, and was almost completely subdued after two.
It wasn’t so much that she couldn’t go on after two rounds.
It was closer to saying that after two rounds, she regained her “strength.” If anything, that was less a maximum than a minimum.
“You’re... really... hopeless, aren’t you...♡ Hngh, hngh...♡ And you still came inside...”
“A-ah...! I’m sorry. It’s just that...”
“Forget it... I’ll just take birth control later...”
And yet, even after regaining her strength, she didn’t return to her right mind.
To be precise, she was accepting the intoxication of sex without wiping away the lingering aftertaste of pleasure and climax.
She let out rough breaths, but still wore that eye-smile as if she found the whole thing amusing.
Right in front of Kang Juhyuk’s face, she looked at him.
“I guess it can’t be helped... since you only do it with a woman like me... you’re no good at sex like this...♡”
“Did... you dislike it?”
“Idiot... I’m a body that feels good no matter what happens... it’s different...”
Giggle, giggle.
Chae Eunha laughed.
So much so that she seemed like Chae Haeun.
No—had those two ever really been different people?
“Next time, I’ll bring you a few women... learn something. I’ll teach you properly...?”
“...No.”
“Why...? They’re good at it. I learned a little too... they were pretty, and their bodies were nice...”
What had she learned, exactly?
That part bothered him, but for now, he still hated the idea.
At least right now, Kang Juhyuk didn’t want to pay attention to other women.
And he didn’t want her to be thinking that either.
Resistance.
He gathered himself and hugged her tightly.
With a little yelp, she came into his arms. No—she had no choice but to come into his arms.
She still didn’t have the strength to resist. Her body was still collapsed from climax, completely drained.
“If you say one more thing like that, I’m going to kiss you.”
“...Disgusting.”
“It won’t matter if it’s disgusting. I’m going to do it anyway.”
“No. I know it’s no big deal, but... I don’t want to.”
It was a little, maybe even a little bit funny.
“Kang Juhyuk... you’re just a dildo...”
Chae Eunha said that and stayed in his arms.
Then she closed her eyes. Drunk on the pleasure of climax, wanting to stay nestled in his embrace.
Wanting to sink into this love, into this motherliness.
Kang Juhyuk held her with her eyes closed like that, yet he still couldn’t answer.
Was it because she’d called him a dildo again, coldly, as if drawing a line like before?
Or because, for the first time, she’d called him by his proper name?
As for this feeling filling his heart, the fact that it was excitement and not disappointment made the answer unnecessary.
But still—
“Ah, I still want to keep going...”
A healthy twenty-year-old man wasn’t going to be satisfied with cumming twice with a woman like this.
Kang Juhyuk was still rubbing his rock-hard cock against Chae Eunha’s stomach, lamenting his loss alone.
If the mood had been like before, he would’ve forced it to keep going—but no... if he had, Chae Eunha probably wouldn’t be lying in his arms like this. She’d have recovered her strength and punished him.
No matter what he did, there was nothing more he could do. Kang Juhyuk had no choice but to give up in frustration.
“What am I going to do about our Juhyuk...? Eunha ended up satisfied.”
...Huh?
He had been trying to calm himself by holding her, breathing in her pleasant scent, and easing his frustration while staring at her in his arms.
Then he felt a soft hand touch his cock... no, not just a feeling.
Two real, soft hands... were stroking Kang Juhyuk’s cock. His long cock was so big that her small hands could barely hide it even when she brought both palms together.
“Nuna Haeun will keep going for you...♡”
What had once been Chae Eunha and Chae Haeun,
the being made of those two mingled selves,
had left only Chae Haeun behind,
after Chae Eunha was satisfied and faded away.
With a smiling eye-smile, she began to caress Kang Juhyuk’s cock.
Chae Eunha’s sex had ended.
But Chae Haeun’s sex had not.
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