Chapter 22 - Chapter 20: Episode 19 - Arrangement
Exhausted as I was, Yu-rin's warm hand stroking my hair, then my face and chin, nearly lulled me to sleep. The fatigue had simply piled up too high.
"Does it feel good to be stroked?"
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Yu-rin's gaze was gentle—a stark contrast to the intensity of our earlier session.
"Yeah."
"Even if you're tired, we have to do what we have to do, right?"
Her desire for affection clearly trumped my exhaustion; she was demanding the main event.
Since I had just Awakened, I was terrified of what might happen to my body if she climbed on top and started grinding.
"I can't control my strength right now. You move."
Thankfully, she didn't seem intent on breaking me.
Yu-rin seemed to realize that if she rode me in the cowgirl position while I was in this state, I'd be nothing more than a broken, shattered corpse by morning.
I had to do it, even if I was exhausted.
If I refused, she'd likely just climb on top of me anyway.
She'd been showing a violent streak all day, so it was a safe bet.
I forced my collapsing body to sit up and looked at her.
It was my first time initiating the insertion myself.
Most men in this world had almost no sexual drive, so it was rare for a man to take the lead.
With the experience from my previous life, there was no chance of me missing the mark.
I could see things I hadn't been able to notice before.
Of all the women I'd been with, Yu-rin was leaking the most fluid.
Fearing the way she was staring at me from below, I tried to slide in quickly.
As I pushed halfway in, she began to tighten around me.
"Uung..."
She let out a faint moan, finally starting to feel it.
It felt different from the cowgirl position, but it wasn't just the angle.
'It hurts a little. You're squeezing too hard.'
Her physical abilities must have been boosted; she was clamping down with enough pressure to bruise.
The scariest part was that as her entrance tightened, I felt a sharp pain and tried to pull back, but the tip of my cock was trapped.
Trying to force it out felt like I was going to tear myself apart, so I had no choice but to push back in.
Yu-rin's moans grew louder, uninhibited now that she was feeling it more than ever.
"Ah-heuk... do it harder. Quickly..."
There was no backing out now.
The only way out was to finish and go limp.
As I kept thrusting, the pressure against me became even more intense.
If she hadn't been so lubricated, it would have been excruciating.
"Faster... faster..."
I understood her desperation.
When she was on top, she'd gone deep and fast until I felt like I'd break; it made sense she wanted that same level of pleasure.
I grabbed her legs and started thrusting with everything I had left.
The wet, obscene slapping of flesh, combined with our moans, echoed through the room.
"Heok... heok... heok..."
I couldn't even last two minutes before I was gasping for air.
There was no way she'd be satisfied with this.
I hadn't even finished, but my arms and waist were completely shot.
When I paused, she stared at me, then suddenly tightened her internal muscles even harder.
It hurt so much I had to pull back.
Then, she wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me back in.
As I went deep, I tried to pull out to escape the pain, and her grip loosened.
"Uuut... if it's hard, I'll use my legs to help..."
She kept repeating the motion.
She seemed to enjoy this new position even more; her moans grew louder and her grip tighter.
The pressure was far beyond what I'd felt before I Awakened.
Eventually, unable to withstand it, I came.
"Heok... heok... all of it... uut... cum... all of it..."
Even after I'd finished, her vagina kept clenching.
As if urging me to give her one more drop.
The volume of my ejaculation was massive, far more than usual.
It lasted over twenty seconds, whereas it usually took five.
Once I was empty, my body gave out and I collapsed onto her.
"Heok heok heok....."
The moans continued, though I couldn't tell who was making them anymore.
I tried to pull my limp cock out.
But her legs wrapped around my waist again, forcing me back inside.
She'd recovered faster than before, and she looked disappointed.
I tried to lift my upper body to reciprocate.
When I couldn't even manage that, she seemed to realize the previous pace was impossible and urged me on.
"Are you that tired?"
My lungs wouldn't cooperate, overwhelmed by the pleasure.
"Heok... heok... ha-uut..."
I couldn't even form words, just rough, ragged breaths.
I checked her face; my eyes were half-closed, and I felt like I'd pass out at any second.
I must have looked pathetic, soaked in pleasure and exhaustion.
But she just looked at me as if I were adorable.
"Then let's do more later. I'll just drain what's left inside."
'Drain the fluid? What does that mean?'
She stopped hugging my waist, and I finally slipped out.
Steam was rising from her, and warm, white fluid leaked out.
"Seon-ah, are you tired? Let's lie down. I'll lull you to sleep."
She spoke gently, laying me down on the bed.
But she didn't stroke my hair.
She placed her hand on my cock and began to rub it, speaking softly.
"Lull... lull... our... Seon-ah..."
Her voice was leisurely, but her hand movements became increasingly fast and rough.
"Ha-ak... ha-ak... stop... please... too fast."
Unlike the vagina that wrapped around the whole thing, her hand focused on one spot, faster and rougher.
"Seon-ah, you said you liked being stroked. Are you going to lie to me now?"
It was true, I had said that during the foreplay.
"Ha-uut... please... I'm sorry... no...."
As she kept rubbing my sensitive cock, the urge to finish hit me again.
"I'm afraid that if you build up sexual desire, you'll ask other women to relieve it. I'll drain you thoroughly today, enough to keep you in line."
She sounded slightly apologetic, but her expression said otherwise.
I could see a faint smile, a mix of jealousy and anger.
Even though I'd finished twice, her hand kept rubbing the same spot, faster and faster.
Ten seconds hadn't even passed, and I was already ejaculating again.
The pleasure was overwhelming; the semen surged as if piercing through my urethra.
My mind went completely blank, as if I were just a toy in her hands.
"Aaaa!!!"
When I screamed, she frowned, annoyed by the noise.
"Noisy. You said you wanted to sleep, are you lying again? Being this loud."
When my mouth wouldn't stop hanging open from the pain and pleasure, she leaned in and kissed me.
She forced our tongues together.
I was usually better at technique, but she had so much strength now, grabbing my tongue and playing with it as she pleased.
With her tongue dominating mine and her hand tormenting my cock, the pleasure wouldn't stop.
I was ejaculating endlessly, like a broken faucet.
"From now on, we're doing this every single day. You're never giving it to other bitches... never... never."
Her voice trembled, and between the pain and the pleasure, I kept fading in and out of consciousness.
I had no sense of time anymore.
.
.
.
I don't know how much time had passed.
I'd blacked out dozens of times, but I could still hear her voice.
"You actually let that fucking bitch have it? I won't leave a single drop. I'll make sure you can't get it up even if you see another woman. I guess I was too soft on you."
She must have thought I was unconscious, as she was cursing freely.
She rarely cursed; I'd taught her not to because I hated it.
"So.... rry..."
My throat was raw from screaming; my voice came out raspy and slurred.
She panicked, realizing I was listening.
The hand on my cock stopped.
I thought she was forgiving me.
Instead, I heard her grinding her teeth, and her hot, excited breath hit my face.
Her hand moved from my cock to my neck, and she started to press down.
"When you were with Minji, you looked like you were enjoying it... How can a guy being raped make that face? You... knew what you were doing, right? You were trying to hook up with that bitch. Right? You're sick of me now, aren't you?"
Her anger flared, and she began to choke me.
Her grip was slippery with my own semen.
I couldn't scream, and I had no strength left to pull her arms away.
Tears streamed down my face.
All I could think was that I wanted to live.
'I want to live, please... I don't want to die... I don't want to die again, please...'
The pressure on my neck intensified, and the desperate will to survive surged through me.
Crack.
My vocal cords and trachea were crushed. I couldn't breathe.
If this continued, I was dead.
Something changed.
Strength flooded back into my body, and I felt my injuries beginning to knit together.
She must have realized what she'd done to my neck.
She'd felt the bones give way under her own hand.
Whether her rage had spent itself or she thought she'd killed me, she let go.
"Ah.. I'm sorry Seon-ah... don't die please, I'm sorry. I was too excited. I won't do it again. Sorry... sorry... Please no! Seon-ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please.... please...."
Ignoring her sobbing, I steadied my consciousness and used my newfound power to recover.
"Cough... cough... haa... haa..."
She watched, crying and hugging me, as I came back to life.
"I'm so sorry Seon-ah... I didn't mean it, please don't die."
"It's... okay now..."
My voice was weak, but it was normal again.
I was surprised, but I knew what had happened.
It wasn't a miracle.
I'd seen this before.
It was the same power she'd manifested earlier.
An ability granted to the few who face a truly desperate moment.
The sheer desperation to live right before death.
The refusal to die had led me to Awaken.