Seongguk – Sleep

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-Swish.

Ian carefully laid Lena down on the floor. He gazed at her sleeping peacefully, lost in thought for a moment.

‘How did things… end up like this?’

He had pride.

Pride in being a dignified, powerful, and intelligent Wizard.

Although his master hadn’t explicitly said so, he was confident that he would soon ascend to the highest position: Magic Tower Lord.

Yet here he was, forcibly putting a woman to sleep and secretly observing her.

It was an undeniably shady act.

Of course, Ian hadn’t initially planned any of this.

He simply wanted to confirm whether what Lena had said was true.

However, after Ian met Lena in person, his thoughts gradually began to change.

The benefits of manipulating a member of the Hero Party.

Preparation for possible emergencies.

And, as a bonus, revenge for Lena’s attitude, which either scratched at his pride or subtly mocked him.

After calculating the benefits he would gain, Ian decided to seize this opportunity.

Of course, even this wouldn’t have been easy under normal circumstances.

As far as he knew, this woman was at the pinnacle of 5-Star, practically a 6-Star swordsman.

A high level of skill that would earn her respect anywhere she went.

Therefore, there was no way she wouldn’t notice the mana trying to burrow into her body and control her.

“I suppose I should thank those Holy Kingdom bastards for this.”

Ian bent down and touched the Choker around Lena’s neck.

-Click.

An item that slaves might wear.

Thanks to this vile object suppressing Lena’s mana, Ian was able to achieve his goal easily.

The only slight regret was that he had to alter the Slave Contract in a short amount of time to avoid being caught. Therefore, its contents weren’t perfect.

Nevertheless, Ian had gained the power to issue commands to Lena during physical contact.

If Lena knew this, she might try to kill him. This was already closer to a Slave Contract than a mutual agreement.

‘I’ve confirmed that the contract is working properly…’

Lena, still fast asleep, was solid proof.

Everything was going according to Ian’s plan.

“Hmm…”

Ian crossed his arms and scrutinized Lena’s face.

Closed eyes. A prominent nose. Slightly parted, red lips.

Unconsciously, a sigh of admiration escaped Ian’s lips.

“Ha… she is pretty.”

Now he could see why the Hero had fallen for her so easily.

Lena possessed a beauty that ranked among the highest of the many women Ian had seen in his life.

‘This isn’t enough.’

There were definitely various reasons why Ian had tampered with the contract. But those were just additional factors.

What influenced him the most was what he felt when he looked at Lena.

Ian wanted to confirm it definitively.

[Beautiful.]

Whether that feeling at the time was a momentary delusion or genuine.

Even if it was a delusion, it didn’t matter. There were countless ways to exploit this contract.

“…I need to check.”

As Ian reached out to Lena,

-Rustle.

The clothes she was wearing began to disintegrate rapidly.

A moment later.

Lena, with all her clothes gone from Ian’s hand, was completely naked.

“Hmph…”

Ian carefully observed, no, analyzed Lena’s body.

Full breasts. A beautifully closed vagina. A toned, lean figure honed through training.

“Keuk…”

Ian groaned, wrinkling his face as if displeased.

A gaze as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have. A gaze as if he loathed someone.

It was a reaction consistent with his dislike for Lena, who had been involved with the Hero.

But the strange thing was the bulge in Ian’s pants.

“Damn it.”

Ian ruffled his hair irritably.

He still wanted to deny it… but he had to admit what he had to admit.

That he harbored dark desires for Lena.

‘My body is doing all sorts of things. Lusting after a woman like this.’

He would have been able to rationalize it if he had fallen for Lena’s attitude or personality.

The problem was that his heart had been swayed by just her face and body.

He felt humiliated, as if he had become the same level as the Hero he had so despised and criticized, and it was something that would seriously damage his pride if anyone found out.

Now, all sorts of thoughts began to fill Ian’s head.

“Is it because my desires have been building up for years? Or is this woman just my type…?”

Ian shook his head vigorously.

‘No. It’s not affection or love. It absolutely shouldn’t be.’

There was no way he could like a woman who was lewd, stupid, and already defiled by countless men.

It was clearly just his instinct as a man reacting.

“…It’s better this way.”

Having come this far, Ian decided to look at the situation positively.

It was true that he was ashamed but also lusted after Lena, but it was also true that he had been sexually frustrated for a long time.

And now he could do whatever he wanted with the woman in front of him.

He could satisfy his desires and relieve his urges through this opportunity.

Ian carefully lifted the sleeping Lena and sat her on his lap.

The first place Ian’s hand went was Lena’s breast.

-Grasp.

Squeezing her breast hard from behind, flesh bulged between his fingers.

“Not bad, I suppose.”

Ian massaged her breast, savoring the squishy sensation he felt at his fingertips.

It was a part he had always thought of as just a heavy lump of flesh. But the soft, cushiony texture offered him a strange addiction.

“…Ah.”

A small sound escaped Lena’s lips.

Ian massaged her breast and peeked at Lena’s expression.

“Ugh…”

She frowned slightly as if uncomfortable, but showed no signs of waking up.

It was the result of putting her to sleep with magic.

“Next…”

Ian looked down at Lena.

First, he needed to prepare her a little more before getting started in earnest.

At least, according to the knowledge he had, that was the only way to obtain greater pleasure.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

-Swish.

Ian’s hand began to move past her breasts, waist, and thighs, heading towards Lena’s intimate area.

**

-Clang.

The prison door closed, and Lena, who had been lying on the ground, slowly raised her head.

“Hehe, interesting.”

Ian had lied and tampered with the contract. Of course, it was a good thing from her perspective, but she couldn’t just let such a despicable act pass.

That’s why she had also played a ‘small’ trick on the contract. If Ian felt impure desires, sexual desires, for Lena, it would maximize them.

“He acted like he had no interest in women at all, but he was feeling such desires for me. Men are all the same.”

When she woke up from her sleep, a tingling sensation remained all over her body. This meant only one thing.

‘If this goes well, I might see something interesting.’

Lena began to look forward to the future with newfound amusement.

If an arrogant genius Wizard fell completely for a woman… what kind of disgraceful behavior would he exhibit?

**

-Swish.

The mana from Ian’s fingertips flowed into the blue stone on the desk.

But the stream of mana began to waver more and more, and then it snapped with a ‘pop’.

“Haa… too many distractions.”

Ian clutched his head, unable to concentrate at all.

It was all because of what had happened with Lena.

‘For a Wizard to make such a mistake…’

He regretted exploring Lena’s body.

The pinnacle of magic. It was what Ian had always pursued and what he had to continue to pursue.

Yet he had been swayed by a fleeting emotion and had even gone so far as to forcibly explore a woman.

As Ian savored Lena’s body and even felt a sense of conquest,

‘What am I doing…’

A sudden sense of self-loathing and emptiness washed over his heart.

In the end, he couldn’t even go all the way and returned to his room as he was.

It wasn’t as if Ian had never been in a relationship before.

Back when he was attending Rain Academy.

Countless women had approached Ian.

The top student of Rain Academy.

Handsome appearance.

A Wizard invited by the Magic Tower.

Despite his status as a mere Baron and his arrogant, rude personality, Ian was a man with qualities that everyone in the Rica Holy Kingdom would envy.

Ian, with his Wizard-like curiosity, couldn’t resist the urge and had a sexual relationship with a woman he liked to some extent.

After having sex like that, his conclusion was simple.

The pleasure of sexual desire wasn’t bad.

But it was definitely not worth giving up magic for.

In the end, Ian decided that the sexual desire he had was an obstacle to his future. So he ruthlessly eliminated that part of himself and lived on.

The word ‘romance’ was practically nonexistent in his life, and in the case of sexual desires that he inevitably had to resolve, he roughly dealt with them using magic.

‘This damn lust is finally causing problems.’

Perhaps his past judgment had led to this problem.

But the biggest problem was something else.

Even as he regretted it, Ian still felt a lingering attachment to the part where he hadn’t properly explored Lena’s vagina.

Lena’s naked body flashed through his mind.

Her vagina, wet from his caresses.

How ecstatic would it be to thrust his member inside…

“Am I really out of my mind?”

While Ian was in his room, confused and making neurotic complaints,

The night grew deeper.

**

-Creak.

“Oh? You’re here again today?”

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“Ah… it’s not that. You just look really tired.”

“It’s your imagination.”

Lena scratched her head at Ian’s irritable reply.

“Well, if you say so…”

“There weren’t any problems today, were there?”

“Yeah. I just get nervous sometimes that Cardinal Cassius might come.”

Ian was relieved to see Lena looking the same as usual.

‘She didn’t notice after all.’

Judging by her reaction, Lena had no idea what had happened while she was asleep.

It was a natural result since he had cleaned up neatly. In the first place, Ian wasn’t stupid enough to make clumsy mistakes.

“Ian, how’s the plan coming along?”

“Still preparing. That’s why I came to check on your condition. You know that everything could be for naught if something happens to you, right?”

“Hmm…?”

Lena looked at Ian with drowsy eyes.

“Are you perhaps… worried about me?”