All My Murim Noonas Are Obsessed With Me!-Chapter 98: Dang Ayeong’s A Dangerous Woman (3) (18+)

Protagonist’s POV

It sounded like a tangle of feelings was brewing beneath her words. Before I could even say "ask away," she continued.

"What... do you think of me?"

A question loaded with meaning.

I scratched my head, pondering, then replied—

Scratch, scratch.

"I think of you as a good friend."

Friendship. That’s how I saw us. Well, maybe a friendship where I owed her a bit, but that was the gist of it.

"...A friend," she repeated, her voice sinking, her eyes clouded with complicated emotions.

Did I say something wrong? I started to worry.

"Did I maybe—"

"Look," she cut me off, rising from her seat across the table and walking toward me.

Step, step.

"If you think of me as a friend—"

Grab.

She stood in front of me, gripping the back of my chair. A faint pressure radiated from her stance, and her next words threw me completely off balance.

"Then you shouldn’t lie to friends."

"...Huh?"

"I know. That companion of yours? She’s a woman. And not just any woman—you two aren’t exactly ordinary with each other."

"?!"

She already knew. How, I had no idea, but my lie had been exposed. Cold sweat trickled down my spine. Now I understood why she was so upset—calling her a friend and then lying to her face must’ve stung.

"But what’s this about ’not ordinary’?"

Did she somehow know about the healing thing? No, that seemed unlikely. She must’ve misunderstood something.

"Listen, about that—" I tried to clarify.

"Shh."

Her index finger pressed against my lips, silencing me. When I shut my mouth, she nodded with faint satisfaction and moved her hand to my shoulder.

"You... remember the promise you made before we parted, right?"

The promise.

"...Of course I do."

I’d blanked on it for a second, but I remembered. I’d promised to show her my face when I got back.

"You said you’d show me when you returned," she said.

"...You’ve got a good memory."

Slide.

"But you know..." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Her hand began to drift downward.

"At this point, your face doesn’t really matter to me anymore."

Whoosh!

"?!"

In an instant, her arm wrapped around my waist and lifted me from the chair. My legs flailed as I lost my balance—

Smack.

"Mmph?!"

Her tongue slipped into my mouth.

The memory of a similar moment flashed through my mind, along with the rush of pleasure it had brought.

Slurp, smack, slurp.

"Mmmph!!"

"Shh... Don’t... struggle..." she murmured between kisses.

My body, caught off guard and dangling in her grip, instinctively clung to her. My mind reeled, overwhelmed by the sudden assault on my senses.

++++

As my arm wrapped around her shoulders and my leg hooked over her waist—

Slurrrp.

Her hands tightened around my waist, pulling me closer, her face pressing even harder against mine.

Her breath was so close I could feel it—no, her nose was already brushing my face.

"Mmph... ngh..."

It wasn’t the brain-carving ecstasy from last time, but the pleasure surging up was still too intense to just call it a kiss.

Each time our saliva mingled, my body burned hotter.

I knew something was going wrong, but the pleasure drowned out any resistance—I could only weakly shake my head.

Then, at some point—

Gulp.

’Uh...?’

I felt something slide down my throat with her saliva.

"Mmph! Mph!"

Tap! Tap!

Panic hit, and I flailed, smacking her back with arms too weak to muster real strength, shaking my head harder.

Did my efforts pay off?

Pop.

"Haah... haah...!"

I broke free from the kiss.

As my flushed face cooled in the air, I stared at Dang Ayeong’s expression.

"How was it? Okay?"

She asked calmly, like nothing happened.

"W-What the hell was that?!"

It wasn’t as overwhelming as before, so I still had some fight left.

"W-What’s with this all of a sudden—"

"The drug should be kicking in soon..."

"...What?"

That’s when it hit.

"Hngh?!"

A strange energy spread from inside, making my whole body hypersensitive.

Tremble tremble.

My hands and feet shook uncontrollably, and my dick—already perked up from the kiss—stood rigid, as hard as it could get.

Pressed so close, it rubbed against her stomach through our clothes, sending ticklish jolts of pleasure through me.

"How’s it feel? I used a mild one since we’ve still got a lot to talk about. You good?"

"W-What did you do to me...!"

Tremble tremble.

My hands and feet were losing strength, but I couldn’t let go—I was clinging to her.

If I did, I’d crash to the floor, no question.

"I did hesitate until the end, though. Wondered if I’d misunderstood, if I was overthinking it."

Grip.

"Hik..."

Her hands, wrapped around my waist, grabbed my ass.

A slight sting from her nails mixed with a weird thrill shot up my spine.

"But kissing you made it clear."

"W-What...?"

"Your body smells like another woman."

"...!"

Panic surged, and I blurted out an excuse on instinct—

"Nothing happened!"

"...What?"

"I-I mean, not what you’re thinking, lady!"

A blatant lie, but it was pure reflex.

I just prayed she wouldn’t catch on.

"...You expect me to believe that now?"

She leaned in closer.

Her eyes blazed with an intense heat—

Lust, plain and simple.

Gulp.

Why was I only noticing this now?

How’d I miss it before?

How’d I not see this insane fire sooner?

’I should’ve caught on earlier...’

Unless I was an idiot, there’s no missing it now.

This wasn’t something built in a day or two—

It had to be years of pent-up obsession piling up to this point.

If I’d noticed sooner—

’...Then what?’

What would I have done?

Satisfied her lust?

Me?

With this pathetic body?

Twitch twitch.

Even drugged, could this frail frame—ready to blow from one kiss—handle her?

I didn’t know.

Not like it mattered—pointless to speculate now.

"I-It’s true! Nothing happened!"

"..."

"P-Please? I’m begging here..."

Right now, calming her down was priority one.

Swish.

"Here! I-I’ll even show you my face like I promised!"

To sell it, I moved my trembling hands and yanked off the hood hiding my face.

My reflection flickered into her eyes.

"...Ahh."

Her voice—cool yet burning—hit my ears, and then—

Thud.

"Eh...?"

A soft sensation cushioned my back as my vision flipped.

All I could see was Dang Ayeong above me and the ceiling.

"I’ll believe you. I do. It’s your word, after all. You trusted me before we parted too."

"R-Right?"

Her affirmative reply felt like a lifeline—I clung to it.

But her next words showed how shaky that line was—

"But... that’s the last time I’ll trust you."

"H-Huh?"

"You trusted me too, right? So as payback, I’ll trust you this one final time."

"S-So..."

"And now, this is all I’ll believe in."

Before I knew it, she’d jammed the neck of a bottle into my mouth.

"Mmph?!"

I thrashed, naturally resisting—

"Not a drop better spill. I’ve got worse stuff than this—plenty of it."

Shiver.

Her words carried real menace, and I desperately sucked down the liquid.

Gulp gulp.

’Haaah...’

Each swallow sent an euphoric rush through me as my throat worked.

A addictive thrill, different from alcohol—

Thump thump.

Soon my tongue was licking the bottle’s insides clean.

Was it her threat to not spill a drop, or my own craving? I couldn’t tell.

I wanted more—so bad I’d lose it if there wasn’t any left.

It felt like—

’...Drugs?’