All My Murim Noonas Are Obsessed With Me!-Chapter 103: What A Beautiful Man (1) (18+)

[Protagonist’s POV]

Her breath brushed against my face, so close I could feel its warmth.

Hoo...

"If you’d just asked me to do it without all these drugs, I’d have gladly obliged..."

"?!"

As I whispered into her ear, I could sense her heartbeat quicken, pounding fiercely enough to echo in my chest.

"Come on... Tell me. I’m sure you’ve got something you want to say," I teased.

"Uh... W-Well..." she stammered.

"But since you pulled this stunt today, I’m feeling a little petty. I’ll grant just one request."

"Huh?"

Slide.

I shifted my legs, climbing atop her thighs. Despite being on top, our height difference kept our eyes level.

"Go ahead. You’ve got something you want to say, right? Just one thing—I’ll make it happen, whatever it is."

"A-Anything?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"Yep. Anything."

Squeeze.

I hugged her tightly, pressing our upper bodies together.

"W-W-Wait! You’re touching—"

"Hm? Touching what?" I asked, feigning innocence with a guileless expression.

I couldn’t see her perspective, but I imagined she might think I had a wagging tail behind me, like some mischievous fox.

"C-Can I think about it for a bit before I say?" she pleaded.

"...You need to think about it?"

"Huh?"

Hoo...

"Eek?!"

"I thought you’d pick the obvious choice..."

I’d inadvertently swallowed some of the aphrodisiac while passing it to her, and despite my tolerance, my erection was already straining. She’d consumed several times more than me—her state was easy to guess.

"Doesn’t it tickle...?" I murmured.

"Ah... ahh..." she gasped.

"You’ve been holding back so much... Today, I’ll take it all for you..."

That was the breaking point.

Snap.

The sound of her rational restraint snapping rang in my ears, and my vision flipped abruptly.

Fluff.

"Haa... haa...!"

In an instant, Dang Ah-young—her face flushed crimson—mounted me, filling my field of view. Her eyes seemed to shimmer with faint heart shapes, an expression so intense it felt like an illusion.

"I’ve decided. You said anything, right?" she panted.

"...Y-Yes. For today," I confirmed.

"Then sleep with me. All day long."

...All day long.

Glance.

I tilted my head slightly to peek out the window. The afternoon sun blazed brightly, hours away from setting.

...This might be tough, but I’d have to try.

++++ 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

[Dang Ayeong’s POV]

I felt bewitched.

I’d always thought her body was enticingly sensual, but how could someone’s face and actions be this seductive too? I could confidently say he was the most beautiful, adorable, and lovable man I’d ever met. No one in the entire Central Plains could rival him.

"Haa... haa..."

And now, that man lay beneath me on the bed.

Barely clinging to my fraying sanity, I reached to strip his clothes, but—

"Wait, Lady. Like this?" he interrupted, grabbing my hand to stop me.

Twitch, twitch.

I hadn’t told him, but my core was already ablaze, my patience wearing thin with every passing second. The aphrodisiac he’d passed me through that kiss, combined with his sultry demeanor, had pushed my body into full heat. Until now, I’d had to settle for hugging a doll dressed in his clothes and relieving myself alone. But not anymore.

He was right here in front of me.

"Y-Yes. Is something wrong...?" I asked, my voice edged with impatience.

"It’s not that... I just thought maybe I should be on top," he suggested.

"...Why?"

"W-Well..."

He blushed and turned his head slightly aside.

"They say it hurts for women the first time, unlike men. I don’t want to see you in pain while moving..."

Thump, thump.

"Ah..."

How could he be so considerate?

Beautiful, cute, sensual—and now overflowing with thoughtfulness. He was the perfect groom. I’d never regretted it more that today wasn’t a fertile day. If it were, I could’ve locked him in with an undeniable fact.

As I marveled at his kindness, he continued.

"And... even though I look like this, I’m still a man. I’ve got my pride... Being taken so one-sidedly like this..."

"...Being taken?" I echoed.

"...It’s embarrassing," he admitted, covering his flushed face with his hands.

That was the final blow.

Thud!

Something heavy dropped in my chest.

"Ugh... ughhh..."

Even getting struck in the solar plexus during sparring hadn’t hurt this much. I clutched my heart, writhing in a strange mix of pain and delight—a sensation I’d gladly feel again if I could.

Creak.

When I opened my eyes after thrashing in that sweet agony—

"Huh?"

Our positions had reversed. I’d been the one pinning him down, but now he loomed over me. Given our height difference, it looked more like playful tumbling than domination.

Squelch.

"?!"

But where his hand went next was no game. His fingers slipped under my clothes, trailing toward my core. Once there, a single digit began gently teasing the entrance.

For someone desperate for his touch, it was nothing short of torture.

"W-Wait... That’s..." I stammered.

"Hm? What’s what?" he asked, once again wearing that innocent mask.

That expression always threw me. Was he truly clueless, or did he know exactly what he was doing and just played the part? His words and actions suggested he knew, but his face was so pure it muddled my judgment.

As I stared at him, puzzled—

Bleh.

He stuck out his tongue seductively.

Another heavy thud hit my chest.

Then, he dipped his head between my thighs.

Slurp.

"Eek?!"

His tongue grazed my core.

I’d studied all sorts of bedroom techniques, but this wasn’t in any manual I’d read—those focused on me taking the lead.

"W-Wait, what’s this—"

"Mmph... slurp..."

"Hngh?!"

Ignoring my flustered gasps, he didn’t stop. No—he grew bolder. His tongue parted me, teasing the inner flesh, flicking my clit lightly before pressing down hard, sending my mind reeling.

"Haa... haaa..."

The pleasure built steadily until my muscles tensed and trembled uncontrollably. A sudden rush surged through me, and I felt my fluids spill out.

The afterglow was one thing, but the unexpected gush startled me. I hurriedly looked at him.

"Ugh... I couldn’t swallow it all..."

Drip.

Proving his words, some of my essence trickled from his lips, and with one eye closed—likely from a stray splash—he looked utterly debauched.

There was no other word for it: sensual. How could anyone be this erotic?

I stared, entranced, until I snapped back to reality.

"Y-You swallowed it?" I gasped.

"Why? Think it’s dirty?" he asked.

"N-No! I mean, it’s something from the body... Like spit or sweat, technically...!"

Part of me felt a feminine pride, but I worried for him too. What if consuming it made his delicate frame sick?

Smile.

"It’s not dirty. Don’t worry about me," he said, flashing a grin.

That smile made me rethink my concerns. Maybe it wasn’t him I should be worried about—but my heart. It felt like I’d caught a wicked case of lovesickness.

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Chirp, chirp.

"..."

The morning sun stabbed my eyes, and the birdsong outside soured my mood as I woke with a grimace.

Rustle.

It took a moment to shake off the fatigue weighing down my body and the throbbing in my head. As my mind cleared, yesterday’s events flooded back.

"...Haa."

I sighed, burying my face in my hands.

"I’m really insane."

After barely smoothing over my last mess, here I was, losing control and screwing up again. Only a madman could manage this.

To make excuses, when Dang Ah-young asked how I felt about her, my mind went blank, and my body moved on its own—but that didn’t erase what happened. My slip with Sword Mistress had only been forgiven because of her kindness; it was a massive breach of respect, especially after she’d sacrificed herself to heal me.

And now, after barely dodging that bullet...

"Arghhh... You absolute lunatic..."