Who Can See My Crush's Status Window, Got NTR'ed - Chapter 15The disgusting smell that teased her mouth and nose.
Ears deafened by continuous climaxes.
A body melting in the rising heat.
Seolhwa had fallen into a state where her five senses themselves were dominated.
How many times she had come,
why her inner path and inner gate kept feeling so good,
why the filth she was smelling felt so good.
The heat of ecstasy, the rapture rising from her lower abdomen,
and the pleasure born from the delusion of being brainwashed were slowly driving her mad.
Her disgust for Park Seong-geun, amidst the pleasure that crashed over her like waves,
began to slowly fade as if being washed away by water,
and instead, the pleasure he bestowed was so good that she momentarily pushed aside
her worry for Kang Yu-geon, who had gone out for reconnaissance.
"..Sss.. Retch.. Sss.. Oooohp..♡"
The dampness at the tip of her nose and the heavy smell of Park Seong-geun's flesh digging into her nostrils,
violating her all the way to her brain, began to feel pleasant as her delusion,
due to her own self-sexual training, mixed with the heat of thrill and excitement.
Her nose began to go numb from the constant inhalation of the smell, but
she became strangely addicted to the smell that should have been disgusting.
Continuously discharged vital energy, a weakening body, a melting brain,
and thoughts panting in pleasure stimulated Seolhwa's instincts, debasing her,
until she finally began to carefully stick out her tongue, wanting to lick the source of the smell.
She hesitated, unconsciously knowing it was a filthy and terrible act,
but she, who thirsted for the thrill that would bloom from that disgust, revulsion, and transgression,
found her hesitation slowly wearing away.
Suddenly, her vision cleared.
The cool forest air purified the polluted contents of her lungs.
Fresh oxygen began to wash away the disgust that had filled her mind.
"Your boyfriend will be back soon, you bitch. Clean up if you don't want to get caught."
Then, Park Seong-geun licked Seolhwa's vaginal fluid
as it stretched from his hand, and went into the guest room.
A short sigh of disappointment escaped her lips unknowingly.
And then, a wave of self-disgust washed over her, and her stomach began to churn.
As her brain, pickled by the smell, was cleansed by the forest phytoncide,
she was shocked by the fact that she had gotten excited and come from Park Seong-geun's smell,
and her insides contorted.
She was washing her entire body.
Rather than preparing to greet Kang Yu-geon, who would soon return,
her priority was to erase Park Seong-geun's body odor from her own.
No matter how much she scrubbed with fine soap,
no matter how much perfume made from natural flower petals she sprayed,
no matter if she used her magic to give her skin a pleasant fragrance,
she alone could still smell Park Seong-geun's scent,
which should have been washed away long ago.
Every scent of the man she could smell at the tip of her nose tormented her.
What tormented her more than anything was her body's reaction to that smell.
It should have been nothing but a foul smell, but the more she smelled it,
the pleasure that had churned her insides just moments ago came to mind, making her body grow hot.
The fact that she had become so steeped in pleasure in just two days
made her begin to feel fear, both of Park Seong-geun and of the future.
She was in the warm water, using vital energy to purify her mind.
She decided to blame the fact that she was slowly, ever so slowly,
being stained with Park Seong-geun's color on the brainwashing.
That was the only reason she could find to convince herself.
Seolhwa silently aired out the bedroom,
cleaning up before Kang Yu-geon arrived.
The room, filled with the smell of Park Seong-geun's sweat, shimmering like steam.
The floor and bedsheets, stained with what she had scattered everywhere.
The sweet smell of vital energy wafting from it all.
And the pervading silence.
Simply seeing and feeling it all made her feel miserable.
By the time Kang Yu-geon returned, the sun was already rising,
and the chickens were crowing noisily.
Even considering the season's longer days, his return was quite late.
Both resentful and happy to see Kang Yu-geon, who had returned so late,
she hugged him tightly,
and began to deeply inhale the scent of her beloved mate's flesh.
To push out the filthy smell of sweat she kept sensing with her lover's scent.
Seolhwa, who had been frantically absorbing Kang Yu-geon's body odor, looked up at his call,
her face flushed red.
The face she saw reflected in her eyes was cast in a deep, dark shadow.
Worry.
At first, she thought he was tired because the reconnaissance, which she expected to be quick, had dragged on.
Tension.
After worry came tension.
Could the foul stench from her body be reaching him?
She had scrubbed her skin raw,
and done her best to infuse her body with perfume,
yet was that detestable bastard's smell still clinging to her?
Restlessness.
Following tension was restlessness.
Even if it was a contracted relationship meant to protect Kang Yu-geon,
it was a fact that she had been broken by Park Seong-geun and had screamed in pleasure.
That fact was a betrayal of Kang Yu-geon, and her heart ached.
She grew restless, wondering if Kang Yu-geon knew,
if he had noticed...
"...It's nothing. By the way... I'll share my vital energy with you today."
His face was still shadowed, but he raised the corners of his mouth into a slight smile.
For some reason, that expression made Seolhwa's chest tighten again.
While he, his memory forcibly erased, fought for his life, she had been pinned under a disgusting man,
crying out in ecstasy...
"Will you be... alright?"
But she decided to be a little greedy.
She was prepared to have everything defiled, but just that place.
Her beloved mate and lover, Seolhwa's treasure.
She wanted to fill the inner path she had saved just for Kang Yu-geon completely with him.
She selfishly reasoned that if she received his comfort, she would be overflowing with the confidence
to endure Park Seong-geun's sexual torture.
[Affection Level: 120]
Lady Seolhwa truly loves you.
She considers you her beloved perverted mate and lover.
You are Lady Seolhwa's one and only treasure.
[Disgust towards Park Seong-geun: 190]
Physiologically feels disgust and displeasure at the mere act of contact.
Contact alone induces vomiting from disgust.
[Disgust]
Lady Seolhwa is disgusted by Park Seong-geun.
[Affection Level for Park Seong-geun: 10]
As the Disgust Level lowers, the Affection Level rises.
The status window of Lady Seolhwa, who was moaning sweetly in my arms,
made my stomach churn.
The fact that she, who had detested Park Seong-geun before I left,
had at some point her disgust level drop by 10 and her affection level rise by 10,
made my filthy delusions pour out of my mind and gush from my lower body.
Even as I felt the arousal blooming from ecstasy, I felt nauseous.
Anxiety, discomfort, a sense of betrayal, and seething rage.
This was clearly the same vile, lustful delusion I always had.
But then, what were these foreign substances,
defiling my insides and making them churn?
Her pussy, which felt like it could melt my lower body, was truly euphoric,
and my desire, caught in futile delusions, felt more than enough heat of arousal,
yet something kept nagging at me, an irritation shimmering like a heat haze.
I tried to think rationally.
No matter how much of a dickhead Park Seong-geun was, he was still human.
So, since this would be our home for the next month, they must have done something
to build a relationship...
In that instant, with the heat rushing to my lower body and the disgust rising from my chest to my throat,
I bit my tongue.
"Haat..♡ My dear... Ki-kiss me..."
Her lips, from which saliva that had been dripping drop by drop now stretched into a thin, glistening thread.
Her form, growing damply soaked in ecstasy, was exceptionally beautiful.
But I found it difficult to perform a lover's act on those lips.
I hesitated, the vileness that kept flashing through my mind.
'Schluuurp.. Sschwap.. This crazy bitch is fucking delicious.'
The more I looked at her lips,
the more my desire saw them as lips sullied by Park Seong-geun.
"...Schlurp.. Smooch.."
"Huung..♡ Smooch.. Smooch.. Lick..♡"
For now, I'll just turn a blind eye.
This was the act of passing vital energy, which was crucial for her.
An act filled with the love shared between lovers.
For her, who had waited over a week, for now
I should feel arousal for her, not this filthy desire.
"Kuhk.. I'm, I'm going to cum."
"Haat.. Huk.. Huut..♡"
I thrust deep into her alluring hole,
and poured the vital energy-infused milky fluid into her with all my might.
Her inner path, which I should be used to by now, was so sweet and rapturous
that its only drawback was my back giving out and my mind melting.
"Haat.. Haat.. It's, it's so warm..♡"
She, crying in my arms with tears trickling down,
didn't seem to be shedding them while lost in the afterglow.
That sight stirred my protective instinct, and at the same time,
it stirred a certain kind of arousal.
The arousal of a heat that stimulated the boiling rage and lust within me.
"...Just one more time, Lady Seolhwa."
"H-heh..? Oooht♡"
Perhaps because I'd had intercourse with her many times,
when I thrust deep into her unguarded weak spot,
she let out a rather vulgar moan.
That sight, regardless of my personal tastes,
made me feel the arousal one feels as a man,
and on that day, we had sex for hours, until we felt Park Seong-geun's presence.
My last memory before falling asleep was definitely...
'Yaaawn.. Ugh.. The sun is already high in the sky..'
At the presence of Park Seong-geun approaching, scratching his belly, Lady Seolhwa and I hurriedly
tidied up, which made me a little angry.
'My, my... I seem to have overslept... Guhuhuhu...'
From the morning... no, just as the sun was about to set,
the man who had just woken up glanced at Lady Seolhwa and began to laugh unpleasantly.
That unpleasant bastard...
She's on a completely different level from that bastard, and I wanted to gouge out his lecherous eyes, but
I couldn't because of the bodyguard duty for Park Seong-geun that had been personally assigned by the family, and it was infuriating.
Strangely, whenever I saw that man, the filthy desire inside me was stimulated.
Lady Seolhwa, falling into ecstasy while kissing that bastard.
Her, looking happy as she received and drank his sticky vital energy.
Her, coming hard from his thick fingers and becoming soaked in the afterglow of her climax.
The more I imagined it, the heavier my crotch felt, and it pissed me off.
Lately, whenever I had those thoughts, arousal was accompanied by irritation.
My cuckolding tendencies... they weren't as stimulating as they used to be.
Instead, just looking at her, ejaculating my vigor
into her exceptional vagina was far more stimulating.
On top of that, I didn't like how that man was always included
in the passing delusions meant to satisfy my kink.
Could it be... that the man in Lady Seolhwa's Foresight is that bastard...
It had to be, because even when we ate a late dinner because of my reconnaissance,
she was right beside me,
getting angry and expressing her disgust for that man.
The status window also showed how immense her disgust for him was.
...And yet, I didn't know why a corner of my heart still felt uneasy.
The stalemate continued for a while, with Lady Seolhwa fuming, Park Seong-geun flustered,
and me trying to mediate, until the day changed.
Yes... that unpleasant sensation I felt before falling asleep.
The ominous feeling rising up my spine, the headache, the overwhelming drowsiness.
'Guhahat. You seemed to have overdone it yesterday. You must be very tired.'
'M-my dear... are you... alright...?
Lady Seolhwa's worried voice fading away as drowsiness overcame me.
Slumping over the dining table was my last memory.
Yes... I'm dreaming right now.
"That's right, that's right. You have to take a deep breath just like that."
"Sss.. Sss.. Haat..♡ Uuup.. Sss.. Haaang..♡"
A truly terrible nightmare.
My head was slammed onto the dining table as if I were in sleep paralysis,
and wouldn't lift, regardless of my will.
It felt like someone was pressing down on my head.
Even when I gathered vigor from my danjeon, my body wouldn't budge.
I felt an immense pressure, as if being crushed by heavy machinery.
My eyes were sealed shut, not even allowing a sideways glance,
and though I wanted to roar in anger, no sound would escape my throat.
But my ears, these ears at least, could hear everything clearly.
"Now... one... breathe in... two, breathe out... That's right, that's right.
For a bitch, you sure have a good head on your shoulders."
"Ssshp.. Oek..♡ Sss.. Haaang..♡"
The command carried on Park Seong-geun's lewd laughter,
and her breaths tickling my ears as she seemed to obey it.
What kind of smell was she inhaling to make her dry heave and yet,
feel aroused at the same time...?
My crotch began to tighten with gradually overflowing lust.
At the same time, my chest began to feel numb.
"Now. Open your mouth. Let's see you give a blowjob with that little mouth of yours."
My hearing became clearer than ever before.