“Ugh… ugh…”
“Sniff… sniff…”
A duet of pained moans filled the room, each cry a testament to the agony of a torn hymen. The two women, once entwined, now lay separately tossed across their beds. Curled up like shrimp, clutching their abdomens, they looked utterly pitiful.
After a moment, Kim Soo-hyun shifted quietly, the rustling sound barely audible. With something clenched between his lips, he glanced at the two women before reaching out toward Lee Yoo-jung.
“…Ugh!”
Yoo-jung flinched at the touch of a stranger’s hand. But the hand moved with a gentle, almost apologetic care, slowly peeling off her top. As the leather garment and the tightly wrapped chest band came undone, a pair of beautifully rounded breasts, like upturned bowls, were revealed.
“Yoo-jung.”
At the low voice, Yoo-jung finally turned her gaze. But as a dark shadow crept over her, she squeezed her eyes shut tightly. The fierce demeanor she usually wore was gone, replaced by trembling lips, tense and quivering. Kim Soo-hyun pressed his lips softly against hers, soothing the frightened woman in his arms. Their mouths met, moving slowly and tenderly.
Thump, thump! Was it the closeness of their bodies? Yoo-jung’s heart pounded wildly, the sound echoing straight into his chest. Soo-hyun inhaled her lips gently, savoring the kiss with a calm, deliberate rhythm.
Smack, smack, smooch…
“Ahh…!”
Suddenly, a desperate sigh escaped her lips. The warmth of his mouth, the feeling of being held by the brother she longed for—it all made her tense body relax just a little. Fear began to fade, and with her mouth slightly parted, Yoo-jung accepted Soo-hyun’s tongue. As their tongues tangled, a sweet powder seemed to melt between them, lifting Yoo-jung’s spirits into a dizzying haze.
Smack, smooch, ahh… slurp, suck, haah…
Kim Han-byul, biting her lip on the side, opened her eyes wide. Yoo-jung’s attitude had shifted dramatically from the agonized woman just moments before. She clung tightly, crushing those soft breasts with passionate kisses, responding eagerly to Soo-hyun’s lead. Their tongues intertwined fiercely, exploring each other with growing intensity.
The subtle scent of sweetness wafting before her made Han-byul swallow involuntarily. It wasn’t just watching a kiss—something about it stirred a sudden excitement within her.
The answer lay in the “Aphrodisia.” Seeing the two women in such pain had weighed heavily on Soo-hyun’s mind, until he spotted the small pouch Yoo-jung had brought. Inside was a powder he decided to use. It was a dangerously potent drug, but since the sexual act was part of the treatment, and only a small amount was needed, he judged it acceptable.
In truth, Yoo-jung was already feeling the effects. The drug was risky, but its potency was undeniable. Her moans grew heated, her eyes shining with desire. Soo-hyun smiled faintly and gently squeezed her breast, eliciting a sultry moan.
“Ah, aah…! Ahh…! I don’t know… oppa…”
As he began to fondle her breasts, her moans grew louder. Her body, now aflame, started to change. The tense folds of her womanhood loosened, radiating heat, and a blood-tinged fluid trickled down, soaking the sheets.
Encouraged by the drug’s effect, Soo-hyun massaged her intimate area with his hand. Yoo-jung let out a sweet moan, overwhelmed by the strange sensations coursing through her lips, breasts, and core. Completely surrendered, she writhed, silently begging for more, her movements strangely seductive.
Feeling this was enough, Soo-hyun spread Yoo-jung’s thighs and positioned his fully erect member at her entrance. Then, with a light thrust of his hips—
“Haaah!”
A deep, penetrating sound mixed with a sharp intake of breath. Yoo-jung grimaced but didn’t cry out in pain like before. Instead, she exhaled slowly, a look of satisfaction spreading across her face. Her entrance swallowed him whole, clenching tightly as if refusing to let go.
“Hmm…”
Soo-hyun sighed softly. Every fold of her tight walls trembled against him, expressing pleasure. It was a different sensation from the earlier resistance, when she clenched as if to squeeze him dry. Recognizing the power of the drug, Soo-hyun began to move his hips slowly.
Thud, thud, thud, thud…
The first time is always the hardest, but with each thrust, it became easier. Though she had never allowed another man inside for over twenty years, the path was gradually opening. With every in-and-out motion, a single channel formed inside her, perfectly matching his length.
“Ah, ahh… oppa…”
After about thirty thrusts, she grew accustomed, her breath coming in excited pants.
“I-I feel strange… it’s good… suddenly it feels so good… ahhh!”
“Is it that good?”
“Mm… I want to be buried deeper… I want to be conquered more… I don’t know… hnnng…”
“Yes, yes.”
Her voice, filled with bliss, tickled his ears. Understanding her meaning, Soo-hyun increased his pace. The member that had cautiously explored now turned into a weapon. At full speed, it plunged in and out, ravaging Yoo-jung’s depths without mercy.
“Ahh, no, no way! Ahhh!”
Thud, thwack, thud, thwack! As he drove harder, Yoo-jung could no longer hold back. Her moans turned into screams, raw and desperate. The friction was so intense that droplets splashed with every collision.
“Uhnn! I love it! I, I love you, oppa! Finally, to you!”
“Oppa, I love you! Oh, oppa! Uhaaah!”
Then—
“…Oppa! Wait! I feel strange!”
Amid the lewd sounds of flesh slapping and the creaking bed, Yoo-jung suddenly cried out urgently.
“I’m… I’m going to pee! Ah, ahh! Ahhh!”
She shook her delicate shoulders pleadingly. But Soo-hyun didn’t stop—instead, he increased his thrusts even more. Her red hair flew wildly, and her breasts bounced like waves.
Suddenly, Yoo-jung’s eyes and mouth opened wide. The sensation flooding her entire body boiled over, focusing entirely on her lower half. Overwhelmed by the urge to explode, she shook her head frantically, yet wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Soo-hyun’s back as if to hold on for dear life.
Just as she neared the edge, Soo-hyun, too, reached his climax, letting out a sharp grunt as he thrust harder than ever.
“…!”
At that moment, their bodies froze. But only briefly. Then, as if something inside was bursting, a lightning bolt flashed through Yoo-jung’s mind. Her vision turned pure white. And—
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Psssh!
With a sharp cry, a transparent stream shot out from her depths like a water gun. Feeling the hot liquid striking every corner inside her, Yoo-jung lost herself completely.
“…! …! …! …!”
But Kim Han-byul watched closely. Yoo-jung, chin raised high, trembled uncontrollably. Each time the buried member twitched, her whole body jerked like a puppet with cut strings. Even so, her entrance tightened and loosened repeatedly, swallowing every drop of the semen pouring from her urethra.
After a while, with a soft pop, the member withdrew, and Yoo-jung’s head lolled weakly. How much had he released? The sight of her slightly parted, reddened depths dripping with white fluid was so erotic that Han-byul instinctively moistened her dry lips with saliva.
“Phew…”
Having finished, Soo-hyun turned to look at Han-byul. Despite just climaxing, his member remained rock hard, even bobbing slightly as if just warming up.
Realizing it was her turn, Han-byul felt a strange sensation. The stabbing pain in her abdomen had vanished, replaced by a warm flush lingering below. Unaware that Soo-hyun had used the drug, or that Aphrodisia was influenced by scent, she had no idea what was happening.
But watching the previous scene had stirred her body into eager anticipation. By the time she came to her senses, she was already lying face down, hips raised, presenting herself.
As Kim Suhyun approached, clearly amazed, she gently swayed her hips, inviting him to come closer with a teasing motion. But Kim Hanbyul, completely unaware of her own actions, remained lost in the lingering afterglow, staring blankly at the ceiling. Quietly, she broke the silence as she looked at Lee Jeong-eun.
“O-oppa…”
“Hmm?”
“I… I want to kiss too…”
“……”
Kim Suhyun said nothing. Instead, he smiled softly, wrapped his slender waist with his arms, and kissed her skillfully. The sweet taste melting on his tongue drew Kim Hanbyul instantly into the intimate dance of their tongues.
For a while, the sound of their tongues intertwining filled the room. Suddenly, Kim Hanbyul’s eyes snapped wide open. Without warning, Kim Suhyun pressed down firmly.
“Ahhh!”
A sharp, penetrating sensation filled her completely, and a scream escaped her lips. The pain was brief, quickly replaced by a wet, sticky embrace as her slick warmth clung tightly around him. Kim Hanbyul’s arms, braced against the bed, bent at the elbows. Her upper body collapsed weakly, but her hips lifted, deepening their connection. Kim Suhyun gripped her soft, white hips firmly and began moving back and forth.
“Ugh… uh… ah… ahhh…”
“Does it hurt?”
At his gentle question, Kim Hanbyul buried her face in the sheets and shook her head. Embarrassed by her moans, she covered her mouth with her hand, but Kim Suhyun gently removed it. Each time he sank into her small, tight opening, her delicate body rocked with him, the wet, slapping sounds rhythmically echoing their passion.
At first, Kim Hanbyul frowned and clenched her teeth, trying to endure. But when Kim Suhyun suddenly shifted side to side inside her, she couldn’t hold back any longer and cried out.
“Ahhh… ahhh… ahh, sob, ugh, aaaaah!”
She sounded like a desperate puppy, crying out as she lifted her hips wildly, howling like a beast. Not long after, a warm, intense wave surged through her, and she lost herself completely.
“She still isn’t taking it…”
Jung Ha-yeon sighed deeply, her face falling as she pulled Soojung into her arms.
“I told you not to make that face again.”
Koh Yeon-ju squinted happily at the loud noises pounding nearby.
Up ahead, the ruckus continued without pause. After a grueling march following a fierce battle, they’d encountered an impassable trap. Just as they were at a loss, Vivian stepped forward. Using the 5th Division’s signature ‘self-destruct’ tactic, she planned to blow the whole thing to pieces. It was a crude method, but turning back wasn’t an option, so they had no choice but to trust her.
While retreating to avoid the blast, they tried to establish communication, but the connection remained elusive. They’d called over a hundred times by now, and morale was starting to wane.
“We sent Jin Suhyun in. We should know soon if the breakthrough worked. Don’t worry too much.”
“But… if she’s alive, she’d have contacted us by now…”
“She might not have her comms, or she could have gotten separated. And we haven’t seen it with our own eyes yet. Let’s keep hoping for the best, at least for now.”
“……”
Though worry still clouded her face, Jung Ha-yeon nodded in understanding.
“According to Geunwon, the core area should be coming up soon. We’ll have results shortly.”
“Well, as long as no more bugs show up, I’m fine with that.”
Koh Yeon-ju shrugged and chuckled. At that moment, both women turned their heads simultaneously, alerted by hurried footsteps echoing through the corridor.
“Sister! We found her! We found her!”
Moments later, Jin Suhyun appeared, bouncing excitedly. Though panting heavily, her eyes shone with joy.
Koh Yeon-ju asked calmly, “Did you break through the room?”
Jin Suhyun shook her head emphatically, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout.
“Not broken through — we found it!”
“Found what?”
“The way underground…!”
“……!”
Before she could finish, the two women exchanged a glance and without hesitation, took off running forward.
---------------------------= Author’s Note =---------------------------
Phew. Writing the bed scenes always feels like the hardest part.
But after yesterday and today, I hope you’re satisfied with how it turned out. :)