Chapter 2593 – 2593. Nectar

The next night, I headed to the hotel Yura had told me about.

At the front desk, I gave the room number and Yura’s name, and the hotel staff handed me a key.

I entered the hotel room. As expected of a decent hotel, the interior was luxurious. I could sense Yura’s presence coming from the bedroom.

‘What is this scent?’

It was a scent that was neither too refreshing nor too heavy.

‘It’s not poison, but… smelling it makes my heart beat a little faster. Is it a fragrance with aphrodisiac effects?’

My body is resistant to most poisons and drugs. Aphrodisiacs were no exception.

The scent was coming from the bedroom. The bedroom door was slightly open.

Without knocking, I opened the bedroom door and went inside.

Yura was there. She was sitting on a chair in front of a table next to the bed, wearing only a short kimono, without any weapons. On the table, a red scented candle was burning. The fragrance was coming from the candle.

“You came quickly.”

“Do you know how much I looked forward to today? I couldn’t even sleep properly last night. But what’s with that candle?”

“It’s a secret scented candle passed down in my clan. They say it turns men into lustful beasts… Seeing you, I guess it was an exaggeration.”

“It’s not that exaggerated. Seeing you makes me feel like I’m going crazy with excitement.”

Yura looked at my crotch. The outline of my erect penis was blatantly visible. She nodded and got up from her seat.

“Do you want to undress me? Or should I undress myself?”

I pondered for a moment.

Undressing a woman is more exciting than unwrapping a gift. But it’s also good when a woman undresses herself. Especially when a virgin undresses shyly, it’s something you can only see once.

‘Once you get used to it, you’ll take off your clothes without a second thought.’

A virgin undressing shyly was a precious sight. I couldn’t miss it.

But contrary to my expectations, Yura wasn’t shy about undressing. She took off her clothes with a consistently indifferent expression.

She was wearing rather unusual underwear. Instead of a bra, she had nipple patches covering her areolas and nipples, and instead of panties, she wore a white fundoshi.

“A fundoshi?”

“Because I’m a ninja.”

Even so, her body was magnificent. Her skin was supple and smooth, and it was covered in tattoos.

A black snake winding from her left neck to her left wrist, a broken skull on her right thigh, and a thorny vine drawn like a belt on her abdomen, which had been hidden by her clothes.

“Do you have a tattoo on your back, too?”

“Yes. Do you want to see it?”

She turned around. On her back was a naked Avalokiteśvara Bodhisattva with a dagger in its mouth. The Avalokiteśvara’s face was not that of a bodhisattva but of a demon.

“Those tattoos are all so vivid. Is that your taste?”

“It’s not my taste, it’s my ability. Tattoo sealing. I sealed beings like the Ao Oni I saw yesterday as tattoos.”

“Are all the beings in those tattoos at the level of the Ao Oni?”

“The demon on my back is stronger than the Ao Oni. The rest are at the upper A-rank level.”

“Can you release the seals and control them?”

“Sealing and controlling are different. Control is the goal, but… it’s difficult for now.”

“What happens to the sealed beings if you die?”

“They die with me. That’s why the World Hunter Association allowed me to seal them on my body.”

“…You didn’t seal the Ao Oni yesterday. Are there conditions for sealing?”

“That’s right. You have to meet certain conditions to achieve a seal. The conditions are a secret.”

I had already taken off my pants. My erect penis pointed at Yura.

Yura also took off her fundoshi. Between the smooth, swollen flesh, without a single hair, a pink crevice was visible. The surface was soaked with liquid, glistening under the light. The inside of the fundoshi that had fallen down was covered with sticky, spiderweb-like vaginal fluid.

“You’re surprisingly flooded. Are you really a virgin?”

“It’s the effect of the scented candle. It has some effect on women, though less than on men.”

Yura lay down on the bed. Without being told, she raised her knees and spread her thighs.

“I’m definitely a virgin. Do you want to see?”

She spread her wet petals with her fingers. The pink, dynamic inner flesh was revealed. Her glistening vulva, wet with vaginal fluid, pulsed as if breathing. The clear shape of her hymen and the wriggling, moist interior of her vagina were visible.

Even so, Yura’s cheeks flushed red, as if she was embarrassed.

I climbed onto the bed. I couldn’t just stand by while she was being so seductive. I grabbed Yura’s buttocks and lowered my head to observe her vagina.

“A natural white pussy?”

“I shaved.”

It was as clean as if she had just shaved. It was so clean that I wanted to lick it. So, I did. I held her thighs tightly, as if fixing them in place, and extended my tongue, licking from the bottom of the crevice to the top.

“Haaah…?!”

Vaginal fluid clung to my tongue. My tongue didn’t stop. I carefully licked her hymen and rolled the tiny, grain-like clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

Trembling.

“Heeeeeeng?!”

Her vagina, which had been aroused by the scented candle, easily reached its climax.

Vaginal fluid gushed out like a fountain. It soaked the bedsheets, and not satisfied, she continued to spurt out vaginal fluid before finally trembling with satisfaction. I gently stroked her vagina, which was still enjoying the afterglow.

“You don’t seem used to this. Is this your first time?”

“Y-yes, it’s my first time.”

Yura answered in a panting voice. She was still spreading her legs.

“You’re not going to stop here, are you?”

“Haha. Even if you’re provoking me with a wet pussy, it’s not very scary. Well, since it seems like you want it, I’ll fuck you right now.”

I grabbed her legs, lifted them up, and climbed on top of her buttocks. My penis rubbed against her vagina. My glans burrowed between her labia, gauging its position.

I pushed down with force. My penis tore through her hymen in one go, penetrating all the way to her cervix. The vaginal walls, encountering a penis for the first time, tightened around it as if it were natural.

“Haaak!”

Yura’s head tilted back. Clear saliva flowed from her parted lips.

Pain and pleasure. Yura’s eyes, swayed by these two sensations, were filled with confusion. Perhaps it was thanks to the scented candle. The pain didn’t seem that great.

Yura suddenly came to her senses. She wrapped her arms around my neck. The movement of her vagina changed. It tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened again. It stimulated my penis with an irregular rhythm. She was definitely controlling it on purpose.

“Your vaginal grip is something else? It feels good even without moving.”

“It’s the basics of bedroom arts. This is my first time in practice, but… I’m good enough with just the theory.”

Yura twisted her waist slightly. A sensation came to my penis that was inside her vagina. It felt like it was being squeezed.

“Ooh.”

I enjoyed it with admiration and soon began to move my hips.

Squeak, squeak.

I violated her vagina, which was dripping with blood and vaginal fluid. That alone gave me mental satisfaction.

‘I’m starting to feel like I need to cum.’

Of course, I only ejaculate inside. I pressed my body down, fixed in place, and ejaculated into her cervix. My penis throbbed, and the semen in my balls poured out.

“Haaht…”

Perhaps she felt the sensation of being filled with something hot. Yura’s eyes slightly rolled upwards. Even though I hadn’t pulled out my penis, the amount was so much that the semen flowed back out. I enjoyed the pleasure of ejaculation until the very end, then ruthlessly pulled my penis out of her vagina, which was trying to hold onto it until the end.

Her twitching anus and wide-open vaginal opening. From the opening, semen mixed with virgin blood flowed out in a pink stream.

‘Another virgin has been taken by me.’

Yura had enough beauty to become my woman. I thought about meeting her regularly and fucking her. But how to seduce Yura was another matter…

‘Since the relationship started with a deal, should I make a deal? If I make a deal, what should it be? …Ah, whatever. Let’s just enjoy today.’

I reached out with both hands to Yura’s breasts, which were heaving as she looked into the air. D-cups. Not watermelon-sized, but bigger than my hands. They were soft and elastic, a pleasure to knead.

“…Are you satisfied?”

“Would I be satisfied with just this? You said you learned bedroom arts? This time, you move yourself.”

“Okay. I’ll squeeze you dry.”

“I hope you do.”

Even if we had sex for three days straight, my semen wouldn’t run out. Thanks to my high stamina, my balls were still full at this moment. The speed at which I produced sperm was unbelievably fast.

Yura raised her upper body. She moved her legs to intertwine with mine, and then, as they were, she joined our genitals together. Perhaps because her body was slightly twisted, the grip of her vagina felt much better than before.

“Haaang! Ah, aah!”

Yura moved her waist, moaning with a dazed expression. It wasn’t fast. But her vagina slowly sucked in my penis, stimulating it.

‘Not bad.’

But even if she had learned bedroom arts, it was just theory. Even if she had mastered bedroom arts, it wouldn’t work on me. My sex experience was enough to create several bedroom arts.

Yura, who had been trying to take the lead, was overwhelmed when I moved my waist slightly in return.

“Haaang, aah! Uuuung!”

I spent the whole night showing her what real bedroom arts were, directly on her body.

I woke up in the daytime.

I was lying naked alone on the wet bed. I reached out to the side, but I couldn’t feel the warmth and softness of her skin.

I got up. Yura was not in the messy bedroom. Even when I spread my senses, she was not in the hotel room.

‘Ah. I didn’t feel her leaving. Was I too careless?’

I thought she would at least leave a note. Otherwise, I had no way to contact Yura at all. But there was no note. Yura had left really coolly, like a one-night dream.

‘Did she not want to continue having a relationship with me? But it was good yesterday. …I should look into it later. If I ask Park Jung-gu, he’ll give me even a small piece of information.’

I tore up a space-movement scroll and returned home.