The Man with Hypnotic Powers Doesn't Hold Back the Second Time Around-Chapter 258

But then, hearing him try to soothe and reject her with such nonsensical reasoning? It was enough to make her blood boil.

Her fury reached its peak, and she tore her dress apart in one swift motion.

Rip! The dress split in two under the overwhelming strength of an Awakened.

Her bare body, with no undergarments to conceal it, was fully exposed.

“Sibylla!? Why did you tear your clothes—wait, why aren’t you wearing underwear!?”

“Because I came prepared to have sex with you, you motherfker!!”

“……”

*"I mean, I know you don’t mean it that way, but calling someone who grew up without parents a motherfker feels a bit harsh."*

Of course, Yujin remained composed.

Even after hearing Sibylla’s casual profanity, he only felt a little hurt—just enough to reflect on her blunt choice of words.

As for getting flustered over seeing a woman’s naked body? Not a chance. Yujin, the so-called "Breeding Guy," wasn’t so easily rattled…

—CRACK.

“This kind of thing needs to be crushed like this!!”

“……!!!!?”

Yujin was stunned, his composure shattered.

The sensation of Sibylla’s foot pressing firmly against him—the intense pressure directly on his most vulnerable area—was too much to ignore.

The confident young man, usually unshaken by such situations, was completely thrown off.

“S-Sibylla, I don’t know why you’re upset, but calm down….”

“Ha! Hah!”

—Press. Press.

“Ughhh!?”

As Yujin fumbled to regain his footing, Sibylla’s foot began to move. Slowly, deliberately.

She was targeting the sleeping member in his pants, coaxing it awake with calculated precision.

It was an unbelievably bold and erotic scene, even for someone as composed as Yujin.

“S-Sibylla… why are you…?”

"Wow, a strong woman doing this while angry is… oddly hot?"

Her foot moved cautiously now, in stark contrast to her earlier aggression. It became clear she wasn’t experienced in this sort of thing, her hesitance showing despite her bold actions.

Her flushed cheeks betrayed a mix of anger and embarrassment.

Her chest, however, moved freely with every motion, her hardened nipples visible. Below, her perfectly maintained skin teased a glimpse of something more intimate.

For the first time, Yujin felt his lower half tense involuntarily.

His arousal became evident, his member straining against his pants and brushing against the fabric.

“Ugh… Sibylla, why are you…?”

“I’ve been confessed to plenty of times before! But I’ve never had anyone reject me with such a trash excuse!”

“Wait, what!? I never….”

Sibylla, however, wasn’t done. She continued her verbal assault while her foot tormented him relentlessly.

“Because dating me means being criticized, we shouldn’t be together? Ha, what kind of nonsense is that!?”

“It’s true, though….”

“You cleared an EX-class Gate! You’ve got a stellar reputation! You’re volunteering $400 million worth of medical aid to America at a ridiculous price! Who would hate you for that!?”

Her counterarguments dismantled Yujin’s concerns quickly and efficiently.

Who would criticize a kind-hearted man who just happened to have multiple romantic partners, as long as everyone involved was happy?

Even Yujin couldn’t help but think, “Wait, is she… right?”

“…But, uh, that’s not the point—”

“And what about the other three!? Yusia, Alice, Ninomiya! Does that mean it’s okay for them to be hated!?”

“Well, they’ve all said they’re fine with it, so….”

“So am I, fk!! If it means I can date you, I don’t care how much those motherfkers bark!!”

Her frustrations finally hit their peak.

If the others could handle criticism, why was she being singled out?

Though they hadn’t known each other long, Sibylla’s feelings for him were genuine.

To have her love dismissed felt like a deep betrayal.

Her heartfelt outburst made Yujin realize his mistake.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it that way… Ugh!?”

"But if we’re going to have this talk, could you please stop moving your foot!?"

There was no reprieve. The relentless pressure from her foot was overwhelming.

Her toes kneaded his length through the fabric, mimicking intimate acts, while the soft fabric amplified the sensation.

“But still….”

“Shut up!! Even I, who’s never dated anyone before, know that you don’t reject a genuine confession with such garbage excuses!!”

“Ugh… please, calm down for a moment.”

“Yes or no! How hard is it to give a straight answer to a confession!? Are you seriously still a cherry boy!?”

“…Huh?”

"Cherry? What does a confession have to do with cherries?"

Her taunt, unfortunately, got lost in translation.

But one thing was clear: Yujin needed to respond to her feelings. Sincerely and directly.

He raised his eyes to meet hers.

“…I’m sorry.”

“What?”

“I can’t date you, Sibylla. It would be adultery….”

For the first time, he spoke the honest reason behind his rejection.

Not the roundabout excuses from earlier, but the simple truth.

It would be cheating on his three wives and two daughters.

As a devoted husband, Yujin couldn’t accept her feelings.

And Sibylla’s response?

“F**k!! What’s the difference between three and four!? Trash is trash!!”

She didn’t even blink.

From her perspective, three wives were already a lot. Adding one more wouldn’t change anything.

“Guh!?”

"She sounds just like Master!"

Yujin inhaled sharply, stunned by the same logic that had justified his harem in the first place.

It was nearly impossible to argue against.

“But at least I got their permission—”

“Permission? F**k! Have sex first and think about permission later!!”

“What kind of logic is that!?”

“Your dick is hard, I’m practically throwing myself at you, and you want to go all the way back to Korea to ask for permission? Does that make sense!?”

Sibylla seized the moment. Like the soldier she was, she believed in acting first and reporting later. Her nimble toes hooked onto the waistband of his pants, pulling them down to free him.

Yujin, unable to hold out any longer, did the only thing he could.

He used hypnosis.

“Ah, I said stop! Stop!!”

—Ding.

[Skill Complete Hypnosis+ activates.]

A golden light flashed in his eyes.

Sibylla, who moments ago seemed ready to devour him, froze in place.

“What? My body… won’t move….”

“Hands behind your head. Sit on the bed. Don’t move.”

“……!? Ugh, ugh!!”

Her body, now under his control, obeyed without resistance.

She climbed off him, sat on the bed, and placed her hands behind her head, unable to do anything more.

Yujin had used the same hypnosis technique he reserved for subduing villains.

“Phew… I’ve only ever used this on villains before. First time trying it on a person.”

“Is this hypnosis? F**k!! Let me go!!”

“No. Sibylla, you’re way too worked up right now.”

Sibylla glared at him with unrelenting fury, but Yujin paid no mind. He stood up, determination etched on his face.

“I told you, it’s not happening. And if you keep pushing, it’s rape. You know that, right?”

“You’re just as turned on as I am!!!”

“That’s a terrible thing to say. Don’t shame someone over involuntary reactions.”

Yujin slowly turned his body away.

“Anyway, Sibylla, thank you for confessing your feelings, but I can’t accept them. I already have five wives whom I deeply love.”

“So do I… wait, five?”

“I’m sorry. To embrace you while leaving them behind would be impossible for me. I have to reject your confession.”

The sound of his footsteps grew distant.

Leaving Sibylla behind in the hotel, Yujin walked away—alone.

“In an hour, you’ll be able to move again. You’ll also forget everything about today except for the part where I turned down your confession.”

“Wait, no. If you leave like this—”

“I’m sorry. Even as a married man, I failed to set firm boundaries and left room for misunderstandings. This is entirely my fault, so feel free to resent me.”

Despite his sincere apology, Yujin drew a line so sharp it could only be described as cruelly kind.

“…I’m sorry.”

"I’m such a worthless excuse for a person…."

As he walked away, his face was filled with guilt.

The thought of hurting someone because of him was almost unbearable for someone as kind-hearted as Yujin.

Still, his expression was nothing compared to Sibylla’s devastation.

“This isn’t right….”

“……”

“I only loved you because… you saved me without asking for anything in return, because you didn’t leer at me like other men…. How could you do this to me?”

“I’m truly sorry. I should have been more decisive in rejecting you.”

“If this is how it’s going to be, I’d rather have stayed broken… If it’s going to hurt this much, I should have just rotted away in a mental hospital….”

Tears streamed down Sibylla’s cheeks.

Her first heartbreak struck her deeply, painfully.

“Please, I’ll do anything… just don’t leave….”

“I’m sorry.”

“I feel like I can’t live without you….”

“I’m sorry….”

—Thunk.

[“Mom, I think I need to intervene here. Forget Master’s free will—I need to fix this. He’s overdue for a good slap.”]

Hypnosis-chan, who had been listening in from a distance, loaded her rubber band gun.

Until now, she had held back at her mother Mir’s insistence. But seeing this, she was determined to force Yujin into a proper “harem” situation, whether he liked it or not.

Meanwhile, Mir, who had been gently smiling while covering Hypnosis-chan’s eyes, spoke softly.

[“My dear, do you know what my father taught me?”]

[“Huh? What?”]

[“He told me that love is the strongest power of all. It can untangle even the most knotted tragedy, and break chains of endless hatred.”]

She hugged Hypnosis-chan close as she whispered the precious lesson she had carried since her ascension to a Constellation.

The meaning of those words soon became clear.

“Look at me….”

“Sibylla, I told you, I’m sorry—”

—Squish.

“I love you so much… I’m this wet because of you….”

Yujin turned back, once again facing Sibylla.

Despite being under hypnosis and unable to move freely, she had contorted herself desperately, trying to hold on to him.

Her body trembled, her gaze fixed on him with unrestrained longing. Between her legs, her arousal was undeniable, her soaked intimacy glistening with raw emotion.

The sheets beneath her were visibly drenched, droplets threatening to fall if squeezed.

Yujin’s gaze lingered on Sibylla, taking in everything—her raw vulnerability, her desperation, and the tears that wouldn’t stop flowing.

“…Sibylla.”

“She’s crying.”

Yujin’s heart sank heavily.

Only now did he fully realize the extent of what he had done.

“Just for one night… please….”

“Sibylla…”

“I don’t want it to end like this….”

“……”

Her overwhelming love reached him, clinging to him like a palpable weight.

Her tears, full of pain, pierced Yujin’s heart, lodging themselves deep in his chest.

Grinding his teeth, he made a decision.

“A woman is crying because of me… I can’t just leave her like this!”

“Sibylla, don’t cry.”

Yujin stepped forward.

His hesitant steps from earlier were now replaced by the swift resolve of an Awakened.

He reached her in an instant, wiping her tears with his fingers.

“…Yujin?”

“I love my wives, but I also like you, Sibylla. I don’t want to see you cry.”

“…But.”

“——Let’s do it. Sex.”

The sudden declaration shocked her to her core.

Her eyes, which had been filled with despair, now widened with a glimmer of hope.

“…Really?”

“Yes. I can’t promise we’ll be in a relationship—I’d need my wives’ permission for that. But sex? That, I’ll decide myself.”

“Really!?”

“Yes. And afterward, I’ll beg my wives on my knees, in front of them, to forgive me. I’ll take all the blame and ask them to accept you too.”

“…!!!”

The spark of hope in her eyes blossomed into radiant joy.

The face that had been tear-streaked and swollen from crying now lit up with a bright smile.

Though messy from tears and snot, her expression was pure and unfiltered happiness.

“…Sorry, everyone. When someone cries for me like this, I can’t just leave them behind….”

Yujin’s heart still weighed heavy with guilt, but there was no turning back.

He couldn’t reject someone he liked—not when they were this vulnerable.

“Achoo!”

“Paimon, did you catch a cold?”

“No. I just felt an overwhelming sense of injustice just now.”

Elsewhere, Paimon, who had been quietly minding her own business, suddenly felt the sting of unwarranted frustration.

“I’m going to hunt down whoever’s responsible.”

“Stop talking nonsense and sit down. Stay put until Yujin gets back.”

“It’s not nonsense! My semi-transcendent intuition is leagues beyond you mortals—”

“Enough with the crap. Get down. We still need to finish discussing the necromancer.”

“……Damn it.”

Paimon’s grievances would have to wait, as Yujin had more pressing matters at hand.

The upright young man reached for the waistband of his pants and pulled them down.

“Then… could you start with your mouth?”

“…♡”

Sibylla’s eyes instinctively shifted downward, focusing on what was now standing proudly in front of her.

She wasn’t clueless about what to do next.

—Smooch.

“Ugh…♡”

The rigid length slid past her sharp teeth without hesitation.

Sibylla opened her jaw as wide as possible, careful to ensure her teeth wouldn’t graze him.

Wider than she’d ever opened for even the largest double cheeseburger, her jaw stretched to its limits, pushing her joints to their very edge.

"Ugh, urgh…" Small choking sounds escaped Sibylla’s throat as she struggled to adjust.

Yujin remained silent, his expression unreadable.

“I asked for a blowjob on impulse, but… this is kind of underwhelming.”

In truth, Yujin felt little excitement.

It wasn’t like he was sticking his hand into the mouth of truth—what was the point of this, really?

The tip, which had briefly entered Sibylla's mouth, slowly slid out again…

“Uh, ugh…”

"I’m not entirely sure, but… this is how it’s done, right?"

—Slurp.

There was no chance for him to pull out completely.

Sibylla leaned in again, pushing his length deeper into her mouth, determined to take as much of it as she could.

But then, with the inexperience of someone trying this for the first time, she made a classic beginner’s mistake.

“...Hngh!!”

"What the hell? Her teeth are scraping like crazy!"

Sibylla’s sharp teeth grazed the sensitive tip of his length.

The harder she tried to suck and the more she moved her head back and forth, the worse it got.

Of course, no matter how sharp her teeth were, they couldn’t actually harm Yujin—but the sensation was anything but pleasant.

“S-Sibylla, could you maybe not use your teeth so much…?”

“Mmm…♡”

[“I’m opening as wide as I can, though♡”]

“...Hngh!!”

The intense stimulation was unavoidable.

The warm, soft interior of her mouth contrasted sharply with the occasional sharp graze of her teeth, sending jolts through him. Even the ever-composed "Breeding Guy" couldn’t help but let out strained groans.

Her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside of the tip, the sensation especially sharp whenever it brushed against her teeth.

"My wives sometimes do this intentionally to tease me, but… this is on a whole different level."

“Hngh…!! Sibylla, that’s enough.”

Yujin finally surrendered, deciding this wasn’t going to work and ready to call it off.

But then—

—Smooch. Slurp.

“Ugh… urgh♡”

Sibylla refused to let go, her mouth firmly gripping him.

Her hands remained behind her head as she gently nibbled and sucked, her teeth occasionally grazing the surface. She seemed to believe Yujin’s flinching reactions were from pleasure, and her enthusiasm only grew.

"Being forced into this by hypnosis, doing it with my mouth♡ This is so f**king exciting♡"

Her excitement intensified.

The particular kink she’d developed since that day in the bathroom—when Yujin had overpowered her with sheer strength—had taken root. The idea of being dominated by someone stronger, even against her will, thrilled her beyond reason.

“Hnn, hngh….”

"But why’s he staying like that? The hypnosis should’ve ended ages ago. He even got off the bed, so he has to know it’s over."

As for Yujin, the so-called "Hypnosis Breeding Guy," he was utterly confused.

“Wait… I already released the hypnosis? What’s going on here?”

He couldn’t comprehend why she was still going at it so fervently.

The reason—her newfound desires—would only become clear to him later. For now, his focus shifted as the sensation became overwhelming.

The unmistakable feeling of an impending climax began to surge through him.

“Hngh!!? Sibylla, I’m about to… so stop…!!”

“All that excitement from earlier when she used her foot—now it’s catching up to me!!”

The overstimulated length, having endured both her foot and her relentless shark-tooth fellatio, throbbed violently. It pulsed as if signaling to the "female" that it was ready to release, its urgent need unmistakable.

—Slurp, suck, sluuuuurp!!

“The cum that got smeared on the chainsaw back then♡ It’s coming♡”

Sibylla instinctively sensed the impending release.

Though she didn’t consciously understand it, the primal instincts of a female eager to receive seed had taken hold.

Determined not to let a single drop escape, she tightened her lips and—

—Crunch.

She made a catastrophic mistake.

“If I do this, he’ll like it…♡”

—Crunch.

Her sharp teeth sank into his length.

Unlike earlier when they merely grazed him, this time she bit down—though not forcefully. It was more of a playful nibble, an unintentional gesture of inexperience.

But for Yujin, the sensation was far from playful.

“What the hell!? Biting all of a sudden…!!!”

“Hnnngghhh!!!”

—Splat! Splurt, spluuurt!

The bitten length throbbed violently as it released its load.

Thick, pent-up seed, accumulated over the course of his journey to America, burst forth with relentless force, flooding the mouth of a virgin who had never known a man before.

The sheer force of his release sent thick, jelly-like semen surging forth, so heavy and potent that it repeatedly struck the back of Sibylla’s throat with a resounding thud.

“…♡”

"I feel like I might gag… but this feels so good♡"

Sibylla’s eyes slowly glazed over.

The heat of the liquid filling her throat, the overwhelming sensation—it was as tormenting as it was euphoric. Every bit of it burned her first encounter with a man into her very being.

—Splat. Splurt.

“Hmmm, ugh…♡”

"I didn’t even touch myself, but I’m already orgasming just from this♡"

Even without any stimulation below, Sibylla hit a light climax, her thighs trembling as juices and sweat poured down in rivulets.

It was as if a dam had burst, releasing an overwhelming flood that trickled down her legs. The room filled with the thick scent of musk, a pungent yet tantalizing aroma that clung to the air.

The luxurious hotel room now reeked of primal, animalistic lust.

—Slurp.

“Pwahhh♡”

“Hnghhh….”

Sibylla only released him from her mouth after ensuring not a single drop of semen remained.

Thanks to her thoroughness, his length gleamed without a trace of the thick, milky fluid—shining as if someone had meticulously cleaned it.

…Except for the distinct teeth marks etched into the surface.

“Haa, haa….”

"Was she trying to turn me into a eunuch!? I almost lost everything!!"

Yujin glared at Sibylla with a look full of resentment.

Sibylla, on the other hand, had merely lost control for a moment in the throes of climax. But from Yujin’s perspective—completely unaware that she thought sucking alone wouldn’t make him finish—it felt like a deliberate attack.

For someone who almost became the victim of a “hypnotic breeding mishap,” his frustration was entirely justified.

“Hah… Sibylla, do you not listen? I told you to stop!”

“But you liked it, didn’t you?”

“I almost got castrated! Was this your way of getting revenge for making you cry earlier!?”

This led to Yujin’s rare but genuine anger.

For once, his tone was firm as he scolded her.

He lectured her about boundaries—about how she should stop when someone says to stop.

Of course, deep down, Yujin understood.

This was just an inexperienced virgin navigating unfamiliar territory. Her shark-like teeth were unfortunate, but it wasn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things.

He had been ready to accept her apology and let it go…

—Smirk.

“But you were trembling with pleasure, weren’t you? Acting all tough♡”

“…Excuse me? Do you not see the teeth marks on—”

“Doesn’t pain turn you on? You goddamn masochist.”

“…What?”

Something snapped in Yujin’s mind at her teasing tone.

He swore he could hear the sound of his rationality breaking, like a string pulled too tight.

“This… This is unbelievable. I agreed to this knowing my wives are going to scold me for the next three months, but you…!!!”

“…♡”

"He’s getting mad, he’s getting mad♡"

Sibylla, however, felt a strange delight at his rising anger.

The part of her psyche that longed for domination—what those in BDSM circles might call a “brat”—had fully awakened.

Of course, Yujin remained entirely oblivious to her hidden preferences.

“You clearly don’t understand how rude it is to push someone who said no. I’ll have to teach you.”

“Acting tough, huh? Like you’ve got the guts for that…♡”

—Lift.

“…Huh?”

Yujin suddenly lifted her up.

Unlike the gentle way he had carried Winterer, his daughter, this was entirely different. He grabbed her by one leg, pressing it against her upper body while forcing her to balance on the other.

Caught off guard, Sibylla couldn’t hide her confusion.

—Thrust.

“Sibylla, you brought this on yourself.”

“Kyahhh!!!?”

Before she could regain her balance, Yujin plunged into her with a single, forceful thrust.

Her virgin barrier tore instantly, his roughness leaving no room for tenderness.

This wasn’t the usual kind and considerate Yujin—this was the beginning of something far more aggressive.

“Agh…♡ Wait, this position♡”

“Did you do something wrong, or not?”

“…You enjoyed it too, didn’t you♡”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

—Smack!

“Hnnghhhhh!!!”

Yujin’s relentless thrusts pounded against Sibylla’s hips without mercy, sending her entire body into disarray.

Her awkwardly bent back arched sharply, and her chest swayed wildly, unrestrained. Her outstretched leg trembled, muscles spasming as if in protest.

Before the pain of losing her virginity had even subsided, waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, eliciting a cascade of uncontrollable, shameless moans.

“Did you do something wrong or not?”

“Hnnngh♡ Pretending to be strong won’t….”

“One more time.”

—SMACK!

“Hnngghhh!!!♡”

The pain coursing through her body quickly morphed into raw pleasure.

Her dripping wet core gushed with excitement as Yujin’s relentless length pressed deep inside her, pounding against her womb and pushing her insides aside with every thrust.

The primal sensation engulfed her, leaving her face a mess—eyes hazy, nose sniffing, and mouth slack with gasps and groans.

“…Getting mad just because I bit your p-penis, hnngh♡ is so petty….”

“What angers me the most is that you won’t even apologize, Sibylla.”

“It’s… not even… that big of a d-deal… hnngh♡ hnnck♡”

Despite it all, Sibylla continued to provoke him, knowing full well that her defiance only made him rougher—just the way she liked it.

Her panting breaths and broken voice mixed with moans, filling the room with sounds of carnal pleasure.

“Phew… so, you think you can handle this, huh? Fine. Come here.”

“Hnnk, h-hngh♡ Augh…♡”

Yujin didn’t stop his relentless pace as he manhandled her.

He kept one leg hoisted high, forcing her to hop awkwardly on her other foot. Her breasts bounced obscenely with every movement, her body following his forceful lead.

It wasn’t long before he brought her to stand in front of the massive glass window overlooking Washington, D.C.

“……!!!”

“Wait, like this… someone might see us!”

Even in her heightened state of arousal, Sibylla’s instincts flared briefly, sensing the risk of being seen—

—SMACK! THRUST!

“If you don’t apologize, I’ll keep doing this!!”

“Kyaaahhhh!!!”

But that instinct quickly melted into a sea of pleasure far beyond her ability to resist.

All she could do now was press herself against the glass, her soft, round breasts squishing and sliding against its cold surface like they were polishing it.

Her hardened nipples, sensitive from both the chill and the relentless stimulation, oscillated between pain and ecstasy.

Her fractured moans, now reduced to ragged gasps, continued to echo unabated.

“Aren’t you embarrassed? Everyone can see this. America’s proud S-Class Awakened, being mounted like a bitch in heat?”

“Hnnghh♡ Hnngh, aghh♡”

“Just say you’re sorry. That’s all it takes, and I’ll stop.”

“…Nope♡”

“Why are you like this!?”

—Thrust, thrust, thrust!

The pace quickened as Yujin drove himself deeper into her.

With her upper body pinned firmly to the glass, Sibylla provided all the support he needed to thrust harder.

So, he did—mercilessly. Each powerful motion slammed into her dripping core with full force, driven by every ounce of strength the so-called "Breeding Guy" could muster.

Her breasts squeaked against the glass as they were rubbed relentlessly, leaving streaks from the juices and sweat that coated her body. The window was quickly covered in a mess of smudges and fluids, but neither of them cared.

“Hnnghh♡”

—Squelch.

Sibylla spread her legs wider, ignoring the fact that Washington lay fully visible beneath them.

It was as if she wanted the entire world to witness Yujin’s thrusting length plunging into her, hitting her sensitive G-spot, her tender folds, and even her womb with unrelenting force.

“...Hnnnghh!!”

"Damn it, looks like I’ll finish before I can even get her to apologize!!"

Yujin was rapidly approaching his limit.

Even though he’d already released once in her mouth, there’d been no break—he had gone straight into this.

Not even the infamous "Breeding Guy" could endure this kind of relentless activity without nearing the edge.

“Just apologize… already…!!!”

“Hnnngh♡”

“Even a simple nod will do!! Please!!”

“Ah, ah…♡ Fxxk♡”

“Why are you being so stubborn now!? Where’s that crying, sobbing girl from before!?”

The more Yujin reprimanded her, the wilder his movements became.

Her lower abdomen bulged slightly with the shape of his thrusts. Her overflowing juices splattered against the glass, leaving streaks that steamed from the heat of her arousal.

It was an untamed, animalistic coupling—completely unlike the kind and considerate Yujin she knew. Yet, it was a perfect match for Sibylla’s preferences, making her first experience align with her deepest desires.

The unprecedented situation had both of them teetering on the brink of climax.

“…!!! S-Sibylla!!!”

"Wait, I just realized—I didn’t put on a condom!!!"

As the telltale signs of release coursed through him, Yujin’s mind raced.

They hadn’t agreed to a relationship yet, and this wasn’t the time for anything that could lead to pregnancy.

But at this rate, he was about to finish inside her unprotected.

He tried to pull away quickly, but—

“Hnnghhh…!!!”

"She’s leaning against the glass… if I let go, she might fall…!!!"

Yujin’s kindness, ironically, made him hold Sibylla even tighter.

What started as impulsive window-pressing sex was now turning into something far more precarious. Only now did he realize the full gravity of the situation.

—Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.

“Ah, agh♡ Fxxk♡ Fxxking fxxk♡”

His primal instincts overrode everything, driving him to continue pounding into her relentlessly.

And finally, Yujin reached his limit.

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"At the very least, I can pull out and finish outside—"

[“Mom~ I can’t see too well from here, but should I?”]

[“Yes, darling. Aim as I’ve taught you.”]

[“Got it! Sorry in advance if I miss, Master~!”]

—Whizz. SMACK!

“HNNGHHHHH!!!”

"Too late…!!!"

Yujin’s eyes flew open wide.

His years of “breeding experience” told him it was already over. He couldn’t stop it in time.

Instead of pulling out, his length remained buried at the deepest possible point—pressed firmly against her womb—just as his release began.

—Pulse, splurt, splurt!

“Ah, noooo…!!!”

Hot, viscous seed surged through his length, erupting violently.

Despite it being his second time, the sheer amount and density of his release seemed absurd, as if his body was determined to impregnate the foreign woman before him. Each pulse carried his intent directly to her womb.

The unfamiliar sensation sent Sibylla over the edge. Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed.

“Aghhhhh♡ Fxxk, fxxk♡ Ohhh, ahhhh♡”

Her raised toes curled tightly, and her thighs tensed with an ironclad grip. Her entire core convulsed and clenched around him, as if her body was greedily demanding every last drop he had to give.

The sharp, residual pain of her first time blended seamlessly with the overwhelming pleasure of her climax.

Her insides squeezed and pulsed, gripping him so tightly it felt like her body wanted to drain him dry.

Overwhelmed, Yujin gave in completely, thrusting deeply one last time.

"Whatever, screw it!!!"

“Sibylla, Sibyllaaaa!!!”

“Hnnnghhhhh!!!”

The release seemed endless.

As Yujin continued to pour himself into her, Sibylla’s climax stretched longer than she’d ever thought possible. Her entire body shuddered against the glass, sticking obscenely to its surface.

For nearly three minutes, her orgasm didn’t let up, leaving her utterly spent.

—Thud.

“Haaah… haaah…”

Finally, Yujin collapsed, bringing Sibylla down with him.

Ever considerate, he made sure to cushion her fall, ensuring she wouldn’t be hurt.

“Sibylla, are you okay…?”

“…Hnnngh♡”

“Sibylla? Sibylla!?”

She couldn’t respond. Her eyes remained rolled back, completely lost in a haze of pleasure.

“Wait… did she faint!? Sibylla! Snap out of it! We need to go get Plan B right now!!”

“…Fxxk… you…♡”

“…You little brat!!!!”

And thus, what had started as a reckless game had turned into a full-blown disaster.