Chapter 631 – Turmoil in the Lovers’ Market (9)

Marronnier’s petite tongue launched an invasion upon Lee Si-heon’s lips.

– Smack.

A rough, liquor-laden tongue, moist and brimming with the scent of alcohol.

The protruding tongue of Marronnier beseeched the gateway of his lips, repeatedly imploring for admission with its insistent lapping.

“Uh-“

Marronnier, with her mischievous left hand, subdued Lee Si-heon, who was attempting to repel her, too exhausted to resist any further.

– Slurp, slop. Suck. Smooch.

And then, she licked him.
Until the corners of her mouth glistened with saliva. Persistently, she licked, and as if in reward for her diligence, his lips began to part, bit by bit. Marronnier’s tongue managed to pry open his lips and ventured within.

Overflowing was a clear, intoxicating liquid.
The sharp sting of alcohol assaulted Lee Si-heon’s nostrils.

Marronnier’s breath, slightly tainted by drunkenness, circulated with a sweet allure.
Her small hand tenderly caressed his chest.

‘Monsieur… I’m sorry.’

Her heart was racing.
Could it be because the person she loved was right before her eyes?

‘I like it so much.’

Even though it’s a transgression, her body capitulates.
The sage, who should be the embodiment of rationality, is ensnared by the allure of a single man.

Marronnier swallowed her saliva. The approaching taste of her saliva, wild and unique, had already become a familiar flavor.

“Heh… Heh… I’m sorry, Monsieur…”
“Marronnier.”

The tissue, stained with semen, slipped from Marronnier’s grip.
In the next moment, she began stroking his glans with her bare skin.

Blanche, with her fingers each tracing a memory of touch, persistently caressed his large cock with ticklish movements.

Her index finger prodded the tip of his glans.
Her ring and middle fingers rubbed the side as if they were caressing the surface of a coin,
The soft palms of her hand gently swept the base of his cock.

“Heh…Heh…Huh, hoo….”

Marronnier’s breath grew dangerously ragged.
Her hyperventilation continued, and sorrow began to swirl in Blanche’s eyes.

The rationality that advised her to stop, and the sentiment that wished to continue as is.
Marronnier screamed inwardly.

‘Don’t do it, Blanche. Stop! We can’t continue like this here.’

Just stop.
She can’t be ruled by lust.

Marronnier, with her eyes tightly shut, felt an indescribable vertigo.

– Swoosh.

Torment surged in her hand, to the point of convulsion.
Marronnier’s hand, which was about to detach from Lee Si-heon’s cock, clung to it again.

“Blanche…?”
“Don’t say a word!”

A state of intense mental control.
Marronnier, her eyes transformed, panted and repeated the cycle of parting and pressing her lips together.

– Throb.

A throbbing in her lower belly.
Her pristine underwear began to dampen, becoming translucent.

A circular stain formed, and then droplets began to patter onto the floor.

– Huff.

The scent wafting from Lee Si-heon’s sweat entered Marronnier’s nostrils.
The scent of the one she loved.
She savored this aroma. The moment she caught a whiff of it, she wished to abandon everything else and spend the rest of her life nestled in his arms, intoxicated by his scent.

– Thud.

Maronnier’s face slowly neared. She narrowed the distance such that the bridge of her nose nearly brushed against Lee Si-heon’s nape, breathing in his scent in an attempt to regain some semblance of control.

“Huh.. hup.”

It was a mutual agreement.

‘I desire it.’

Sex.

How pleasant it would have been if Lee Si-heon had initiated.

Maronnier’s eyes sought Lee Si-heon’s face.

His fatigued, wearied countenance.

‘He’s struggling.’

He had been caught in a battle between life and death for weeks, sleep claiming him. The icy realization hit Maronnier like a cold shower.

He was suffering so much… What was she doing? Lovers are supposed to complement each other, not drain. If this one-sidedness persisted, one’s love would inevitably wane.

– Drop.

From Maronnier’s eyes fell sincere tears.

‘I must be perverse.’

She had become so entranced by their relationship that her sexual desires were unmanageable.

The irony was, even now, a strange sensation stirred in her lower abdomen. Unable to reach a decision alone, Maronnier lifted her gaze to ask Lee Si-heon.

“Monsieur… I… It’s so hard to resist. What should I…?”

Her honest confession sweetly echoed in the silence. She hated the indecent thoughts that had taken hold of her. The self-loathing and anxiety gnawed at Maronnier.

Even though she knew he loved her for more than just her body, it was her heart that was aching more.

Si-heon, with his weary face, stared at Maronnier, reaching out to stroke her hair tenderly.

“Maronnier. It’s okay-“

As Lee Si-heon moved, a potent musk wafted towards her. Her body responded to the overwhelming scent.

And hadn’t Si-heon just assured her that it was okay?

“…!”

– Shiver!

A thrilling pleasure coursed through her, resonating with a peculiar squelching sound on the floor.

“Ah…”

She had just climaxed.

“Si-heon…”

Maronnier, having lost all restraint, hitched up her skirt revealing the damp white underwear reflected in Lee Si-heon’s eyes.

– Whoosh.

A thick steam rolled heavily around them, filling the room with the fragrance of vanilla. Her juices dripped onto her panties, soaking her thighs, which shivered slightly.

She awkwardly bent her knees, streams of fluid trickling down her smooth buttocks.

“I… I… must be a… lascivious… child.”

As if she couldn’t believe it herself, Maronnier slightly pulled back her underwear.

A slick arousal oozed stickily, spilling from the tiny opening that barely allowed a finger’s entry.

Maronnier’s ripe pink vagina was in heat. Even the small anus, like a tiny incision, quivered.

“……”

Lee Si-heon closed his eyes.

Interpreting the signal, Marronnier lowered her head towards Si-heon’s arousal.

“Heh, heh… heh. Ah!”

She sank to her knees, bending her head to nose at the cleft between the glans and the shaft.

Her delicate hands tightly gripped Lee Si-heon’s thighs. His arousal trembled at her assertive touch. The droplet of pre-cum at the tip sparkled brightly as it reflected in Marronnier’s eyes.

– Pop.

She nibbled on the tip of the glans, a shallow surge of semen filled her mouth. Marronnier swallowed the large glans whole, her cheeks puffing out to prevent any spillage.

Her small mouth was overwhelmed by the significantly larger size of his arousal compared to before.

– Gulp.

She swallowed, enduring the tangy taste that knotted her throat. Marronnier, gradually heating up, swirled the semen around in her mouth and pounded her chest.

“Ugh… ugh. gulp, gulp… huff… heh.”

The creamy white semen trickled between her slightly parted teeth. Marronnier, lifting her head just enough to reveal her eyes, slowly approached Si-heon and began to embrace him.

“More. More…”

Her eyes shimmered with a dizzying intensity.

Marronnier, small, cute, and pure. The adorable kitten, light enough to be lifted in both hands, peeled back her underwear and climbed atop Lee Si-heon.

– Shudder.

All at once.

– Jiggle.

“Ugh?!… wait…!?!”

More than she expected. It was too big.

Her pelvic bone twitched, her lower belly protruding. The moment Marronnier’s waist rose again, Si-heon’s waist bounced in unison.

– Thud!

“Ughhhhh!!!”

Marronnier’s eyes rolled back in her head.

As if impaled by a gigantic rod. Her petite opening stretched surprisingly flexibly.

So much so that the flowing lubrication couldn’t find a way out and stopped.

“Ugh… ugh… ahh! His… why is it bigger than before…!”

There was no time to explain in the swiftly connected moments. Marronnier’s hips collapsed from the loss of strength, and Si-heon caught her in between.

Their sexes pressed together, her nether lips tickling Bam’s clitoris.

“Ugh… ugh… Monsieur… Monsieur…”

Her lower abdomen trembled, and Marronnier clenched her teeth, her voice soaked in ecstasy.

Saliva dribbled down her chin.

“It hurts… ah!”

– Shudder!

“Ah!?”

– Swoosh!

“Haaah… ah!”

As he plunged into her narrow passage, Marronnier’s walls began to stretch.

“Ugh, ugh… so, so… ugh! This, this… feels too good… I can’t go back-“

– Bang bang!

“Wa… ah! Ahhh!!”

It hurts. His arousal pounding against her firm womb.

“Monsieur… ah! Too… hard… I, I… I’m ruined!!”

Her body, now slightly larger than before. The worn-out Si-heon shook his hips slightly, causing her to repeatedly lift and fall in mid-air.

“Huh…ah…ah! Yes… it’s too good…!”
“Marronnier.”
“Yes…yes Monsieur…deeper….”

His large manhood ruthlessly scraped her inflamed sex.
Marronnier, held captive by the spent man’s embrace, clenched her teeth and reached ecstasy.

“Huhhhhh!♡”

-Phewww!

Semen erupted, and Marronnier blissfully lost consciousness.

As his orgasm gushed forth, Blanche instinctively shielded her eyes with her arm.

-Thud.

Lee Si-heon, who had lost count of how many times he climaxed, teetered on the edge of exhaustion.

“Ugh…Huh.”

Holding Blanche, who was making incomprehensible noises, he slowly lifted his body and pulled out his penis.

When his massive penis slipped out of Marronnier’s sex, which felt as light as a masturbatory aid, his semen flowed out. Her tight vagina was filled to the brim from just one release.

“Uh…uh.”

When pleasure is intense, one can feel as if even their brain has been infiltrated.
Marronnier’s exhausted face drained of all color, and a worn-out Blanche nestled in her lover’s arms, rubbing her face against his for a long time.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

-Pzzzzt!

Time halted. Lee Se-young’s surroundings turned a shade of gray, and her vision was obscured.

‘…Show me what’s in front of me.’

Depending on her powers’ growth, she could move freely within this frozen time.
Baekyang silently initiated it, and Se-young began swimming slowly through the time suspension.

“I’m sorry, Star.”

Star, who first threw scissors.
Upon seeing it, Se-young straightened her fingers and folded them one by one into a fist.

She can be with Lee Si-heon until dawn.

‘There’s a rule that we don’t do anything erotic.’

Was that ever really going to be the case?

Lee Se-young knew all too well about Lee Si-heon’s lovers.
Cornus would have likely been consumed long ago.
Marronnier subtly succumbs to her desires.

Azalea isn’t like that, and Star abides by these rules well, but Alba is different. That woman is at the age where she’s obsessed with sex.

‘…If I leave it to her, Si-heon will be worn out today.’

She needs to come out victorious.

-Tick.

3 seconds remaining.
Se-young ambled very slowly in the sluggish flow of time.

If she moved rapidly, the duration of the time stop would decrease just as quickly.

Se-young, who had slightly turned her head, attempted to check Alba’s hand this time.

However.

‘…?’

A black wall spread out around Alba’s hand.

‘What is this?’

As if she had always known this would be the case. A curtain drawn to be impermeable to the outsider’s gaze.
She could exert physical strength, but an identical barricade had been erected for Wiki too.

‘Were the counts read?’

Insane woman.
Which made her all the more dangerous.

Se-Young’s form shifted toward Alba, heavy and deliberate.
As her hand moved to part the impenetrable veil, she barely managed to glimpse Alba’s card.

‘A fist, apt.’

This time, it was Wiki’s turn.

But to approach that far and pull aside the blackout was an impossibility within the confines of time.

With no other choice, Se-Young severed her visual connection and determined the card she would play.

‘First, to make the star fall.’

She might not know Wiki’s card, but should she play a fist, a loss would be the least likely outcome.

‘Once more, set it into motion.’

【 Yes. 】

– Ugh!

Time returned.
The quartet’s cards unfolded in unison.

The Star held scissors. Alba, a fist. Se-Young too, a fist.
Inwardly, Se-Young exhaled a sigh of relief and turned her attention to Wiki.

‘…I may not know Alba’s intent. But if she aims to nullify my abilities, she will keep spinning a web of stalemates.’

If so, it would only be right for Wiki to cast a paper.
Blood ties, after all, held sway.

In Se-Young’s returned vision, Wiki’s card, as observed, was ‘a fist.’

‘…So, for now, the plan is to topple the Star.’

The first verdict was reached.
Star’s pupils shuddered. She shot Se-Young a glare.

“What, what the hell, Lee Se-Young, you definitely!!!”
“Why?”
“That… that wasn’t the card. I saw it clearly!!”

Star’s expression was one of confusion.
She seemed to firmly believe that an action surpassing her own comprehension could not possibly occur.

“Ah, no.”

At Se-Young’s confirmation, Star’s face blanched to a deathly pallor.

“Uh, uh. Ughaaaaaa!”

Aori pointed at Hanbyeol, her voice ringing with excitement.

“Toppleeee!!!”
“Screeeeaaaaaaaam!!!!”