Chapter 17
As Shin Hae-jun’s nose tip, slightly cool to the touch, dug into her chest, Ahyeon couldn’t help but shudder at the sensation. Yet, before Ahyeon could even tremble, Shin Hae-jun took a deep breath.
Without a chance to be surprised by the sudden coolness that briefly touched her chest, a hot and humid breath tickled the flesh beneath her breasts.
“Nnh.”
As Ahyeon let out a whimper, the hot and moist lips bit down on her tender flesh.
His tongue penetrated deeply between creases, licking the soft and plump flesh. Then, it moved around, exploring the elasticity of the flesh wrapped in her bra, making smacking sounds as it kissed and searched for hidden treasures.
“Ah, stop….”
Ahyeon tried to twist her body, but it was futile. The hand gripping her waist held her firmly in place. The heat surged as the crimson tongue licked around her nipples and underneath her prominent breasts.
She could try to make a move now and possibly escape, but strangely, Ahyepn didn’t want to. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Shin Hae-jun’s actions.
‘What an obnoxious son of a bitch.’
He deliberately showed his bright red tongue, glaring at Ahyeon with an intense gaze.
It was as if he wanted to demonstrate exactly how his tongue would lick, press, suck, and explore her white, smooth skin.
He seemed determined to observe every single reaction from her.
The desire to flee from this place clashed with the urge to slap that handsome face. The thought of wanting to exploit satisfaction with those seemingly dry but actually hotter and moister lips than anywhere else was bustling through Ahyeon’s mind.
The nipples, erect between her breasts, openly displayed the desire to be rolled around in the man’s mouth. Ah, just a little more. As such instinctive thoughts raced through her mind, Shin Hae-jun’s gaze shifted. And then, a handful of Ahyeon’s breasts were sucked between Shin Hae-jun’s handsome lips.
“Ha-ah...!”
Ahyeon’s head instinctively tilted back, revealing her breasts, which had been bitten deeply moments ago, and teased gently by Shin Hae-jun’s tongue, which had just sought blood and saliva. His eyes narrowed. He was smiling.
No, he couldn’t help but laugh. It was a laughter that couldn’t hide the satisfaction.
The long, delicate neck that leaned backward, the pitifully protruding collarbone, and the almost transparent skin that might reveal veins if examined closely. Ahyeon’s flesh seemed appetizing, as if it had never been touched by the infected. Shin Hae-jun was captivated by strange thoughts.
Perhaps he’s already past the infection.
And yet, wasn’t he greedily desiring Ahyeon?
If not, he wouldn’t want to shove everything inside Aheon’s mouth so forcefully. No, that’s not it. In fact, he wanted to bury himself inside Ahyeon. Squeezing, nibbling, sucking, biting, chewing, pounding, shaking.
All those desires and greed were embodied in the sweet fragrance that could melt his brain, right in front of his nose. Min Ahyeon, who had her breast bitten by him.
He wanted to melt together. He also wanted to stick together. Damn it, is this why those infected bastards cling to humans like leeches?
“Fuck… Don’t move like that.”
Shin Hae-jun felt like he would lose his mind if Ahyeon moved even a little. He didn’t want to miss a single thing, not even a strand of hair or a single feather. They were all his.
Mine.
The much rougher breathing and barely suppressed moans now spoke volumes about his slender reason. His cock was already excessively swollen. Compared to that, Shin Hae-jun’s fingers clinging to Ahyeon’s chest and his pitifully dry lips seemed like those of a feverish patient.
Shin Hae-jun’s strong grip on her slender waist, extending to her back, and the firmness pressed against her. And the thick, long thing that touched her.
As sorry as he felt for Ahyeon, it was ironically at that moment that Shin Hae-jun vaguely realized he hadn’t been infected. He has never seen an infected person running in with their groin standing up.
“Huh!”
And that’s not all. The desire that made him tightly grasp the overflowing white breasts was also evidence of that. If he were infected, he would chew her up.
‘No, is he really infected?’
Shin Hae-jun thought again as he bit Ahyeon’s chest firmly. Red bite marks appeared on the white chest. If he sucked and nibbled along with the bumps, would Min Ahyeon collapse or resist?
“Ah, uhh...”
Shin Hae-jun’s imagination was all wrong. Ahyeon moaned in gasps.
Tears of embarrassment pinged. This unfairly handsome man was caressing and sucking her chest as he pleased.
In Min Ahyeon’s mind, sharp sirens mercilessly blared. Even though her finger remained intermittently trembling on the trigger, instead of pressing the muzzle, she was recklessly surrendering her body to Shin Hae-jun. Damn it, just a little gently… Her body instinctively froze stiff as she attempted to offer her chest to Shin Hae-jun naturally.
With a slurping sound, Shin Hae-jun greedily sucked on Min Ahyeon’s chest. Unfortunately, it was a sensitive area, and without realizing it, fluid began to flow below.
For just a moment, Min Ahyeon felt firsthand how flexible Shin Hae-jun’s tongue was. It seemed Shin Hae-jun sucked with such vigor as if he were afraid someone else might beat him to it. Whether it was her lips or her chest, he sucked passionately.
Min Ahyeon’s worry began to grow. She was already soaked below. Shin Hae-jun, this damn guy, surely knew how wet she was.
“Ah, haac...!”
As Min Ahyeon rolled her head, her soaked underwear rubbed against her sensitive spot without mercy. Not just her chest, but she found herself riding on Shin Hae-jun’s manhood with his firm thigh exactly as he intended.
A tingling heat surged in her lower abdomen as if someone had lit a fire. It felt like she was oiled up. At the same time, she noticed Shin Hae-jun’s hand, which had previously groped her nipples, moving downwards.
‘What a disaster.’
At the same time, a thought flashed through her mind.
He’s sober.
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A dog of the army, a bastard who charged forward without hesitation, focusing solely on the immediate front, Shin Hae-jun truly behaved like a dog in a different sense, more precisely, like a dog faced with a lump of sugar right in front of its eyes.
It seemed like there wasn’t a single spot left untouched. My whole body felt damp and clammy.
“Ah, heuk, heuung, ah, ah!”
The area between my legs, damp and sticky to the point of being unpleasantly wet, didn’t need further description.
With one hand, I gripped Shin Hae-jun’s head, and with the other, I still had my index finger on the trigger while tilting my head back. My whitened hand trembled violently. Enduring the force Shin Hae-jun exerted from below, enough to throw an infected away, was tough for me too.
My upper body was constantly shaking. My trembling chest, bitten multiple times, made me wonder how I managed to remain uninfected. Not to mention the red marks, which were embarrassing even to my own eyes. My raised legs swung vigorously around Shin Hae-jun’s shoulders.
“Ah, eung, slowly… heug!”
Of course, there was no time to contemplate that deeply.
A hot and blunt pillar penetrated me continuously. It was solely raw instinct and desire left, driving this rough act. With no time to relax, I had to endure being shaken mercilessly each time he thrust. Froth bubbled up from my groin, and despite the tingling sensation below, I continued to scream in pleasure.
But what drove me crazy the most was Shin Hae-jun’s pupils, capturing me as I clung to him. More than this depraved and crude act, those eyes were several times more greedy. Intensely staring at each other.
Even with my ears open, I was fascinated by Shin Hae-jun’s gaze.
“Ah, Ahyeon-ah.”
The man’s words trailed off. His mouth hung open.
“How do you feel?”
Did this bastard really consider that to be a question?
It felt like being stripped down to the bone and sucked dry to the marrow.
“Bastard, son of a…”
“Not ‘General’?”
A chuckle slipped out. Bastard, for real.
“Ge-General, you, called me…”
“How are you feeling, Ahyeon?”
Thrust—as Haesun pounded me again.
“To the bone, sucked dry, ungh!”
“You should speak properly, Ahyeon-ah.”
Thrust, thrust, thrust. With each hit, my head felt like it was splitting apart.
“You, you—sucking me, up.”
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[ The Multidimensional Cocktail Bar of the Other World ]
Genre: Romance, Fantasy
