I Possessed The Villain In a Hunter Novel And It Fits Me Perfectly

‘Ah....’

At this rate, if I kept going into Dungeons and coming back out, sex was going to turn into a habit.

‘I wasn’t planning to do this at home of all places.’

But honestly, I’d figured something like this would happen eventually. Joo Seowon kept acting like he was walking on thin ice around me, all by himself.

Maybe because he was quick on the uptake and sensed where things were heading, the tension drained out of Joo Seowon’s body.

“Here...?”

“Don’t want to?”

“Outside... Do Yehyun’s there.”

“Strictly speaking, he’d be in my room. By now he’s probably gone back to his own.”

“You... are you actually fucking insane? Ngh....”

I let Joo Seowon’s words go in one ear and out the other and brought up my knee, pushing in between his thighs. When I pressed lightly against his center and stimulated him, a moan spilled out immediately.

The hand that had been gripping my shoulder had slipped down at some point and was clutching my arm like it wanted to tear into it. I grinned and tugged hard on the drawstring of Joo Seowon’s training pants.

“Feels like I’m unwrapping a present.”

“What kind of bullshit—!”

“I don’t mean you’re the present.”

“You did this kind of shit with Do Yehyun... in your room?”

“Why’re you getting this violently jealous.”

“Just answer me!”

“I didn’t have sex in my room. Did similar things a few times.”

Since I answered honestly, his reaction turned awkward again. Joo Seowon dropped the hand clutching my arm and pushed at my chest to get out of my hold.

“Move. Don’t piss me off.”

“You’re hard, so that kind of line loses impact.”

“I hate you....”

“Why? Like me.”

I slid the hand that had loosened his drawstring up and wrapped it around his waist. When my hand slowly stroked along his abdomen and hip, some of the sharpness drained out of his gaze.

Joo Seowon swallowed, closing his slightly parted lips, then muttered in a smaller voice than before.

“...Are you a fucking bastard?”

“Why would I be.”

“You know I like you, so why the fuck... I hate that you do that with Do Yehyun too....”

“Yeah.”

“I said I hate it, you fucking asshole....”

...Right. This was exactly why I’d tried not to let him notice.

Joo Seowon chewed his words like they tasted bad, then threw the accusation at me with a face that looked half like he might cry.

“You crazy, fucking psychopath... sick bastard.”

“You’ve been insulting me for a while now. Keep going.”

“...Why do you keep making me do weird shit. Why won’t you tell me things?”

“Seowon, you sound kind of drunk. Why’re you whining?”

“Cut the bullshit. I didn’t drink! Even if I do, I don’t get drunk.”

“I know. You don’t smell like alcohol.”

I moved my leg again, brushing deliberately against his center. A reaction burst out immediately along with his flushed face.

“Hhng....”

“If you hate it that much, should I go?”

“.......”

I knew he wouldn’t answer when it was like this.

No telling how he’d act later when things turned to shit, but right now he liked me.

“Seowon. I’m feeling a serious sense of crisis. Know what I mean?”

That part was true too. The original flow... the situation where things would inevitably follow it was going to come. And if that happened, would Joo Seowon go with Kwon Taehan? It didn’t feel impossible.

‘That’d be troublesome.’

It was bad enough that I wanted certainty about something uncertain.

I kept stimulating the dazed-looking Joo Seowon and curled my lips.

“Say it. Should I go?”

“.......”

“Right, you decided not to talk earlier.... Hang in there, Seowon.”

With that, I pulled my leg away, wrapped my arms tight around his waist, and hoisted him up in one swift motion.

“Ah!”

“Thought you said you’d be quiet?”

Snickering, I tossed Joo Seowon down onto the bed. He scrambled halfway upright and glared at me.

“Why do you keep glaring.”

“...You’re really doing it?”

“I came back from a Dungeon, dopamine’s running through me. Well, it’s not just that.”

“.......”

“This is going to become a bad habit.”

“It already was.”

Ignoring Joo Seowon’s muttered protest, I rolled his T-shirt up.

“Want to hold it in your mouth?”

“.......”

The moment he nodded, I shoved the hem into his mouth. I even closed his jaw for him. He breathed harder like he had more to say, but with his mouth filled, no more words came out.

I pulled off my own top and tossed it to the floor, then climbed over him. I pushed his half-raised torso back onto the bed and pressed a light kiss to his neck; I felt his body shiver.

I licked over the faint goosebumps there, and a muffled moan leaked out.

“Mm....”

I slid one hand down between his legs, and his ragged breathing grew harsher.

“Hh... ngh....”

I smirked at that and squeezed lightly at his groin through the fabric. He’d been hard for a while now, so the wetness soaking through his pants was obvious even through two layers of cloth.

While one hand kept stimulating him, my mouth found his chest the way it always did. The air wasn’t even cold, yet his nipple was already stiff—looked like everything that could be hard had been hard for a while.

I grazed it with my teeth, then sharpened my tongue and flicked it.

“Mmnh...!”

I hadn’t even sucked properly yet and he was already whining.

When I covered it with my lips and pulled with a wet pop, his reaction spiked. I bit and licked, watching Joo Seowon’s response.

I could see saliva soaking into the T-shirt clenched in his mouth. I chuckled and used my other hand to scratch lightly over the remaining nipple.

“Haah, ngh....”

“Told you to keep holding it.”

“...Fuck... mmph.”

I shoved the shirt back into his mouth more roughly and started working him in earnest. When I sucked deep and rolled my tongue over it, his body twisted.

It wasn’t like just sucking his nipples would make him leak this much... maybe it was the situation. Or maybe because I’d been stroking his cock earlier.

On impulse I stopped kneading him through the clothes and pulled his pants off.

“......!”

“What. You came?”

He’d been reacting a bit too intensely—fuck.

Whether he’d actually come from me stroking him or just soaked himself enough to look like it, his underwear was drenched. When I looked up, his already flushed face had gone even redder.

“I get it. Guys are all like that. Stroke their dick a bit and they leak everywhere.”

“Mmph...!”

“It’s true. Why’re you trying to argue.”

His foot shot up immediately. I caught his ankle easily when he tried to kick my shoulder, spread his legs, and brushed a finger over the soaked fabric.

With one layer gone, the sensation must’ve been clearer—his head jerked back. I nipped his exposed Adam’s apple, hooked a finger into his waistband, and dragged it down.

The cock that had been standing this whole time sprang free, slick with fluid.

The moment I wrapped my bare hand around it, his thighs snapped shut.

“C-cold....”

“Cold? Bear with it.”

With one hand I forced his legs open again and pinned them down with my knee so he couldn’t close them.

I shoved the fallen T-shirt back into his mouth and clamped his lips shut with my palm, then started stroking him in earnest.

“Hh—!”

I dragged upward from the base like I was gathering him into my hand, then rubbed the head with my other palm.

As the motion continued, his abdomen started trembling. I worked obsessively over the leaking tip, pressed my thumb into the slit—and the hand that had been clawing the sheets dropped to grab my wrist.

“Stop, fuck.”

“Seowon. I told you to keep the shirt in your mouth....”

I saw he’d pulled it out to curse, grabbed the cloth in a fist, and shoved it back in. Clamping his mouth shut with my palm, I warned him.

“Keep holding it. Why do you keep trying to talk.”

“.......”

Right on cue, he spilled heavily. I curled my lips, watching the fluid wet my palm, then carried that same hand down to his hole.

I spread what he’d spilled over the opening and pushed one finger in.

Obviously, inside was dry and tight.

I drove deeper, then added another finger to open him faster. Two fingers forced in at once into the tight space—it was clear he struggled.

‘If I keep thrusting, it’ll loosen on its own.’

I always called him weak, but I knew his body was sturdy. No reason to hold back.

I thrust into the hot, heated channel and found the spot he responded to out of habit, pressing there with my fingers.

“......!”

The hole clenched around my fingers vividly. I grabbed his inner thigh and forced it wider; Joo Seowon’s hips twisted reflexively.

I ignored it and kept prying him open. The inside that had already been hot convulsed and gripped tight.

The more my fingers dragged along the walls and entrance, the wetter sounds leaked out from his fluid-slicked skin. When I looked up to check his expression, he averted his eyes, face strangled.

“Got a condom?”

He shook his head. I snorted.

‘Well, can’t be helped then.’

I’d have used one, so that was a shame.

I grabbed his legs, dragged him down the bed, pinned his abdomen with one hand, shoved three fingers into him, and thrust.

“Hh, ngh, mmh...!”

“Yeah, Seowon.”

I held him as he kept writhing and worked him open properly; even with the shirt in his mouth, his moans spilled uncontrollably. The cloth grew soaked as his mouth fell open around it.

‘Leaking everywhere, top and bottom....’

I steadied his head with a pillow and drove deep enough that my knuckles knocked at his entrance.

When I kept targeting the sensitive spot, his inner walls clenched repeatedly around my fingers. I held him down when he couldn’t stop trembling and thrust harder; a sound like a sob leaked out.

“Ha, ngh, mmh, hhk....”

“Already feels good? Why’re you so sensitive.”

Still, the persistent stretching paid off—his inner tension had clearly loosened compared to before. I checked his reaction, then pulled my fingers out all at once.

“Hhng—! Haah, ah!”

He’d reacted intensely when I thrust in, and the same when I withdrew. I pressed his abdomen to stop ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) him squirming and quickly undid my belt with one hand.

‘Ah, fuck, seriously.’

The belt kept catching annoyingly; I finally got it free, tossed it aside, and shoved my pants and underwear down together.

I stroked my cock a few times from base to tip, then aligned the wet head with his opening. The heat of his hole pressed against the equally heated tip.

“If it hurts....”

“Hh....”

“Endure it, Seowon.”

With that, I drove into the narrowing hole that tried to clench shut. Thanks to all the fingers I’d worked into him earlier, his inner walls were already hot and flushed.

“......!”

“Hah... fuck, tight....”