Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Otherworld Cheat Harem.

Episode 10: Camaraderie (4).

Seoyoon continued to lovingly caress and savor Dojin’s member slowly. As she sucked so hard that her mouth was about to collapse, she suddenly felt the limit of her jaw and frowned as she slowly moved away.

“Come to think of it, this isn’t rape.”

“I-Is it not?”

“Yeah.”

Dojin, who had simply enjoyed her sucking him off, absentmindedly stroked Seoyoon’s hair and agreed with her as she stood up.

She completely pushed him down as he was about to sit up and climbed on top of him.

“I’m wet enough… I can put it in now, right?”

With that, she took off the pants and underwear she was wearing. Now bare from the waist down, she began to rub his member against her slit.

Squish, squelch.

Even without being touched, her slit was already wet enough that foreplay didn’t seem necessary.

Aiming his tip at her entrance, she slowly lowered her hips. Squelch. Her folds parted, and the sticky membranes released an erotic sound.

“Hnnngh…!”

‘Wh-why is it so big?’

Realizing that it was much larger than the member she had experienced last night, Seoyoon lifted her hips in confusion.

Then she glared fiercely at Dojin and asked.

“Is it really you?”

“Huh? What do you mean…?”

“It’s way bigger than last night… It’s strange.”

“Oh, that…”

Dojin almost explained that he used a ‘size-enhancing’ skill, but then realized that having such a skill wasn’t exactly normal.

To explain how he acquired the skill, he would also have to reveal his other abilities—and that might lead to questions about why he had kept them secret.

‘She might ask why I lied in the first place…’

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, but women, being such delicate and unpredictable creatures, could reject him for very simple reasons.

“Back then, I was taking you from behind, and now you’re on top.”

“Is that so?”

“If you want, I can make it a little smaller.”

“Like before?”

“Yeah. Like before.”

Dojin decided to take advantage of Seoyoon’s inexperience, pretending that men could adjust their size at will.

“…It’s okay.”

However, after a brief thought, she shook her head, rejecting his offer.

Having it smaller might ease the burden, but then what they were doing would no longer feel like rape—it would turn into sex.

It was no longer one-sided mating, but transformed into something like the sweet love shared by lovers…

“Because it’s rape.”

“…Rape.”

“Yeah, rape.”

To Dojin, it just seemed like a playful roleplay between lovers, but since Seoyoon insisted, he had no choice but to go along with it.

In the end, she began rubbing his now-enlarged member against her slit. His large member was swallowed by her slit, and as soon as the tip disappeared, it slid deep inside with a wet, squelching sound.

Even when it was smaller, it had filled her insides completely. Now that it was nearly twice the size, it felt like it was stretching her slit wide open.

“Nghh…!”

It was an experience accompanied by a slight pain and considerable pleasure. Seoyoon bit down hard on her lip, drool starting to spill out.

It was a pleasure almost too difficult to endure. The mix of pain and ecstasy made her body writhe desperately, craving for more.

“Haa… Hah… Hnnngh…”

Without doing anything, her insides started to contract and clamp down around his member on their own.

Every time she moved, his large tip rubbed firmly against her G-spot, causing her juices to flow freely. Lightning-like bursts of pleasure shot through her, making her hips tremble.

“Hnnngh… Ahh… Haah… Haaang…!”

Drool dripped from her mouth, landing on his shirt. She stared blankly at the sight before snapping back to her senses, hurriedly sucking in the drool and wiping her mouth.

“…Sorry.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“I think… you need to take your shirt off. This isn’t working.”

“Okay.”

With that, Seoyoon began to strip Dojin’s shirt off. She briefly unlocked the handcuffs to remove it, tossing the garment aside before immediately locking him back up.

“You’re… surprisingly well-built.”

“Well, I work out every day.”

She placed her hand lightly on his muscular chest. Startled by the firm muscles beneath her palm, she pulled her hand back before cautiously touching him again.

He was so firm. It was astonishing how different men and women could be, despite both being humans.

As she caressed his chest, she inadvertently let out a moan and arched her back at the sudden twitch of his member inside her.

“Kyaa?!”

She was too afraid to move, having stayed still, but Dojin’s arousal reacted to some kind of stimulus.

“Ugh, don’t move…”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. It’s not something I can control.”

“Hngh… Wh-What do you mean by that…?”

She had almost climaxed. Panting, she tried to suppress the pleasure. Since she was supposed to be the one raping Dojin, she couldn’t allow him to move.

Rape was supposed to be one-sided, with her dominating and finishing as she pleased. Moving together for mutual pleasure—that was just sex.

“Why did you move all of a sudden?”

After barely calming the pleasure, she asked out of curiosity. All she had done was caress his chest.

Dojin glared at her as if asking if she was serious.

“Because you’re too sexy.”

“What did you say?!”

“What you were doing was so sexy that it made my member twitch. Why?”

Hearing that, Seoyoon began to move her hips slowly, grinding her slit in circles against his member, rubbing it against her womb.

Her gaze turned lascivious and dignified, and she began looking down at Dojin as if he were a servant.

“You’re saying I’m sexy?”

“Yes. Incredibly.”

“Hnnngh… Where… exactly… am I sexy?”

“Do I really need to say it?”

“Say it. Quickly.”

At her demand, Dojin hesitated, glancing at her nervously before opening his mouth.

“Well… first, the curve of your legs rising to your hips is sexy.”

“Ugh, ah…”

“…Your wide hips, the contrast with your slim waist that fits perfectly in one hand, the faint lines of your abs, and the subtle bulge of your womb… it’s all sexy.”

“Haa… Haaa…!”

“Your breasts, pushing out as if they want attention, are sexy. Your slender arms are sexy. Even the glimpse of your armpits when you stretch—it’s all sexy.”

“Haaaah! Hngh… Haaah… Huff! You… You were looking at your comrade… like that?”

Seoyoon, who had been grinding her hips in circles, began bouncing slowly. With each thrust, wet slapping sounds filled the room.

The inside of her that enveloped his head and shaft all at once was amazing, but the sensation of her cervix touching the tip of his head with every thrust was incredible.

It clung softly and elastically, making one wonder if it was truly an organ meant for childbirth.

It felt less like a space for bearing children and more like a cushion designed to take in his member.

“Hnngh! I can’t forgive you! You perverted bastard! Hngh! Ever since you went to that brothel! Huff! I knew it!”

“Then you should have offered yours.”

“You need to be punished! Haaah! From now on, don’t even think about going to a brothel! Hnngh! Or getting hard without my permission!”

“So what you’re saying is—”

Dojin suddenly sat up. Startled, Seoyoon grabbed onto his chest tightly to keep herself from losing balance as she bounced on his hips.

The thick scent of sweat teased her nose. Sniff, sniff. Perhaps it was the same rich smell she’d inhaled when she was first raped, because her slit twitched, recalling those memories.

“So from now on, you’re offering up your pussy to me? Is that it?”

“Ugh… Wh-Who told you to sit up? Lie back down, now!”

“Answer.”

“Haa… Haaa… Shut up. So arrogant. Do you not get what’s happening right now…? Y-You’re being raped by me. Just stay still and take it…”

Seoyoon placed both hands on his chest as she spoke. But before she could do anything more, Dojin shot his arms out, caging her between his elbows.

Seoyoon, who was subdued by Dojin in an instant, trembled as she felt the pressure crushing her from all sides.

The vibrations of her trembling sent a small wave of pleasure through her, pushing her closer to the edge.

“Wh-what are you doing…?”

“Answer.”

“Arrogant… You’re just supposed to be a cock and—Hnngh?!”

Without warning, Dojin thrust his hips upward, taking control and attacking her directly. Having been the one to lead until now, Seoyoon couldn’t resist the sudden assault, her eyes glazing over.

Seeing her drool, cry, and drip with arousal, Dojin read the emotions hidden in her heart.

─Love me.

─Caress me.

─Want me more.

She was showing clear signs of emotional deprivation. Her cold and distant demeanor had likely developed from years of being unloved.

“Seoyoon.”

Dojin wrapped her tightly in his arms. She was small. Small and fragile, as though she might break if he held her even a little too hard.

“You need me.”

As he hugged her tightly, her slit clenched around him. He nibbled gently on her earlobe before licking the edge of her ear.

He whispered softly again to her damp ear.

“I need you.”

“Ugh…!”

The moment those words left his mouth, the cuffs snapped open. Thinking Seoyoon had finally understood him, Dojin reached out to embrace her gently.

However, his arms didn’t move.

‘…Huh?’

He looked at his arms. A long ice chain was connected to a suddenly formed ice pillar.

The chains coiled tightly around his wrists and forced him down.

“…Do it.”

Arousal level 70.

“Prove it.”

Arousal level 80.

“That you need me…”

Arousal level 90.

The icy chains stretched his limbs outward. Startled, he tried to read her thoughts—but he couldn’t.

‘What is this…?’

─Prove it.

“If you need me.”

Arousal Level 100 (MAX).

“Loving me should be easy, right…?”

Arousal Level 101.

“Love me.”

“Cum for me.”

“Desire me.”

“Hold me tight enough to break me. Fill me up until I burst.”

Her eyes trembled wildly, and her slit writhed as if thousands of worms were squirming inside, swallowing his member whole.

“You can do it, right…? You said you need me. You said you love me.”

As Seoyoon pounded her hips down with loud, wet slaps, Dojin thought to himself that it was going to be a long, exhausting day.

Her father was a director at a major corporation, a name anyone would recognize.

Her mother had passed the bar exam as a prosecutor in her youth, and after giving birth to her, she retired and took on the role of chairwoman at a famous foundation.

Their social responsibility and level of attention were significant, and they were people who could not give her any attention.

They were the kind of people who didn’t care at all about how hard someone worked or what process they went through when evaluating a person.

To her parents, people were defined solely by their test scores and credentials.

And Seoyoon was no exception.

“Hmm, a perfect score. I see.”

Inheriting their intelligence, Seoyoon excelled academically. Other children might have received endless praise and rewards for such achievements, but she didn’t.

“If you’re my daughter, this is ‘expected.’”

After all, her parents were born elites who had never scored less than perfect in their own school years.

Everything she achieved was a path her parents had already walked. It was only natural.

Since being the best was expected, anything less than perfection was deemed unacceptable—a failure.

“What kind of grades are these?!”

“How is it that you can’t do a single thing right…?!”

“Ha, I can’t believe you dared to bring this home.”

They were cold. Their words were unbearably cold.

In the end, she froze her heart to avoid freezing to death. Killing her emotions, and erasing her thoughts.

She became cold.

─I need you.

It was the first time she had heard such words because no one had ever needed her.

He was like the sun—shining warmth upon her without asking, melting her frozen heart without permission.

Facing her already melted heart, Seoyoon looked at Dojin.

Hoping that this man could remain her sun forever.

─You have acquired the skill [Extreme Yang Body].

‘…What the hell is this all of a sudden?’