Chapter 1

“Mmm, ohh…”

“Just, hah… just stay still. I can’t… I can’t find it.”

“How can you, you… agh! Don’t lick me when I’m talking!”

The man ignored her complaints and continued to move his tongue. With every one of his hot breaths on her, her toes curled involuntarily. A blindfold was tied over her eyes, so she had no idea how much time had passed. It was a good thing there was no time limit, but…

At this rate, they might be trapped and die. Raya finally began to move her free legs, crossing them behind what she assumed was his head and squeezing them together.

“Oof, Raya, what… what are you doing?”

“You were taking so long to find it, so I’m helping you, why!”

Diat’s face was suddenly pressed between her thighs. The scent of her feminine juices, already soaking his face, was a potent stimulant.

‘Ah, dammit, seriously…’

His penis was already hard as a rock. Trapped in his pants, it raged to be set free. The excitement was a throbbing ache. Diat gritted his teeth, desperately trying to keep his composure.

This was a mission, and failure was not an option. He wished he could use his hands. But time and again, just as he was about to find it, Raya would squirm, and he’d lose his grip. His ocean of patience was nearing its end. The blindfold kept shifting, offering fleeting glimpses of her white skin and a flash of her red insides. It was driving him mad.

It had always been this way. When it came to Raya, he couldn’t keep his cool. It had been like this for a very long time.

Why did Raya have to be the one to enter the labyrinth with him? No, maybe it was a good thing. The thought of her being in a place with such a condition with another man…

He clenched his jaw, grinding his teeth together. 

Haaah…

He exhaled a deep breath to calm himself, and the wet flesh against his face trembled. For now, Diat decided to focus on the task at hand.

He ran his tongue along her labia. Raya gasped and swallowed a moan. She could distinctly feel his slick tongue slowly tracing its way up from the bottom. She tried her best to hold her body still, fighting against its automatic responses.

She was already soaked from being licked. She truly couldn’t hold out much longer. What if she reached her climax?

Ugh, she absolutely hated that thought. She wouldn’t let herself climax in front of the man she had just broken up with a few days ago, no way.

Raya tried to breathe deeply and slowly recalled how they had ended up in this situation.

 

***

 

“Emily, new mission!”

Ting-a-ling, a bell rang as a wooden door swung open. The inside was already bustling with people. Everyone wore tools like grappling hooks or daggers on their belts. Raya was no different.

This was because the place was a mission brokerage for Treasure Hunters.

Three hundred years ago, the peaceful continent was shaken. Strange structures, called labyrinths, erupted all over the land, and monsters poured out of them. But in times of chaos, heroes rise. Hunters emerged, slaying the monsters and entering the structures.

The structures were called labyrinths. Thankfully, monsters didn’t pour out of them forever. Once the monsters were gone, a labyrinth was a treasure trove. Magic, which was on the verge of extinction, was preserved within them.

But getting something out of them was not easy.

First, you had to clear all the monsters from the labyrinth. Second, you could only get a treasure upon reentry. Third, upon reentry, you had to satisfy specific conditions to proceed.

And so, Treasure Hunters were born. Hunters would clear out the monsters, and then Treasure Hunters would enter and clear the conditions the labyrinth presented.

Raya was a Treasure Hunter. And a very skilled one, at that.

At the reception desk, Emily, humming a tune, jumped up and greeted Raya warmly. They were old childhood friends.

“Raya! You’re here so soon. Did you get scammed out of your money or something?”

Emily tilted her head. At that, Raya’s face soured.

Raya usually took one or two missions a month. A labyrinth clearance took two weeks at most and three days at a minimum. The money she earned from that was more than enough to live a comfortable life.

She had completed a mission just last week. So she wasn’t due to be here. Raya answered Emily’s reasonable question.

“I’m stressed.”

“Ah, did you fight with Diat again?”

“We broke up. Don’t even say that name in front of me.”

Hmm. Emily’s expression became strange. As far as she knew, this was their fifth breakup in just two years.

Emily, Diat, and Raya were all childhood friends. And having observed them for over ten years, she knew… they were a “breakup-make-up” couple, in a vulgar sense. They had barely started dating after digging themselves into a hole, and they fought constantly.

Breaking up, getting back together, fighting, making up…

‘Well, from an outsider’s perspective, it was pretty entertaining!’

Emily didn’t ask for a reason and started sifting through the documents. She now enjoyed their daily lives as if they were a play. If you saw that kind of thing so often, you became enlightened, just like this.

Flipping through several stiff papers, Emily found one particularly noteworthy request.

“Raya, how about this? It’s a labyrinth that was cleared three weeks ago, but the conditions are so nasty that everyone’s avoiding it. You like that kind of thing, right?”

It was common knowledge among Treasure Hunters that the harder the monster extermination was, the higher the labyrinth’s difficulty would be. And Raya loved taking on such labyrinths.

The closer she got to a life-and-death situation, the more enjoyable it was. Being a Treasure Hunter was not a job for a sane person.

“Who’s the partner?”

“Only two people can enter, and one is already decided. It came from another brokerage, so I don’t know who they are.”

“If they’re an idiot, I’ll just shoot them with a tranquilizer gun and clear it myself.”

Raya had a history of doing just that; when a partner got in the way, she had shot him with a tranquilizer gun and knocked him out. The guy grumbled when he woke up, but one punch from Raya was enough to knock him out again, and he fell silent without another word.

Taking the paper from Emily, Raya scrawled her signature at the very bottom.

She shouldn’t have done that! She should have been more careful about who her partner was.

She hastily packed her gear and arrived in front of the labyrinth to find someone already there. He had navy hair that covered the nape of his neck. His shoulders were broad, and he was quite large. Unusually for a Treasure Hunter, he wore a longsword at his waist.

Raya’s face naturally crumpled.

“…Diat?”

The man, who had been standing crookedly, turned around. He, too, furrowed his brow.

“Raya.”

Raya strode toward him, crushing weeds under her feet. She poked Diat’s left chest and said,

“What are you doing here? I told you never to show your face in front of me again!”

“That’s what I should be saying. Why are you…?”

The two of them realized at the same time. The partners assigned to clear this labyrinth were the two of them. Raya stomped her foot in frustration and called out Emily’s name.

“Emily, how dare you trick me…!”

“Emily? Emily set you up as my partner?”

Of course, Emily had truly not known. She would be very upset if she heard this, but for some reason, the two came to a quick agreement.

“I can’t work with you. I’m quitting this mission.”

As Raya turned to leave, she felt an eerie chill. A strange energy was rising from below. Diat must have felt it, too; he grabbed Raya’s arm and pulled her into a tight embrace.

“Damn it, why is the labyrinth activating already?”

“We didn’t even touch anything…!”

A labyrinth was only supposed to open its doors when the partners expressed their intent to enter. This was an unprecedented event. Regardless, the two held onto each other tightly. Then, rumble, the ground shook, and everything went black.

 

***

 

“Raya, Raya! Wake up!”

Someone shook her shoulder roughly. Raya clutched her aching back and slowly sat up. When she opened her eyes, Diat’s face was right in front of her.

He was looking over her body, checking her all over.

“Nothing’s broken.”

After pressing on her shin, Diat finally moved away. Raya dusted off her wrist and asked him, “Are you alright? No injuries?”

“Unlike some people, I’m tough.”

She made a face of disgust. Diat was originally a monster-slaying hunter. For some reason, he had switched to being a Treasure Hunter after they started dating. Raya stood up and brushed the dirt off her clothes.

Diat, who had been kneeling, also got up lightly. They both expertly surveyed their surroundings, tapping on the walls and examining the ceiling and floor. Finally, they found an inscription written in one corner of the wall.

Raya bent down and slowly read the words written in an ancient language.

“This is the labyrinth of the great Archmage Parmilliano. O, you who have defiled this place with your dirt-covered feet, are you prepared to pass this labyrinth? If you damage this inscription, the trial will begin. Remember, the path is always ahead.”

“It’s so long-winded. In the end, it just means we have to pass the trial to clear it.”

“All ancient mages are like that. Parmilliano was especially known for being arrogant.”

Raya rechecked her gear, then pulled out the dagger at her waist and plunged it into the wall. She pulled it down, damaging the inscription. Behind her, Diat tensed his body, ready to react to whatever might happen.

Rumble, a heavy sound echoed as the stone wall blocking their path began to rise. Raya stepped back to avoid the falling dust and whistled at the sight before her.

“Wow. Judging by the scale of this labyrinth, he must have been rich.”

“His name is in every book. Parmilliano.”

The inside was well-lit by glowing stones embedded in the walls. They were all valuable and could be sold for money. Raya walked forward, already planning to take every last one after they completed the trial.

From behind her, Diat, who was keeping an eye on their surroundings, said with a look of disbelief, “What the hell is that? A bed? Why is there a bed in a labyrinth?”

“The labyrinth’s owner must be a weirdo.”

As she approached an altar attached to the wall, she saw a round bowl. Suddenly, a blue flame burst from the bowl and then slowly died out, leaving behind a tattered scroll.

Raya carefully unrolled it.

“Instead of a treasure hunt… what, what are we supposed to find?”

Suddenly, a dark energy grabbed Raya and Diat and dragged them somewhere. They gritted their teeth and struggled to get free, but their vision went black, and their wrists were tied behind their backs.

“Gah, Raya! Answer me, Raya!”

“Stop yelling! I’m right in front of you.”

Raya used her only free leg to poke Diat. He let out a sigh of relief and wriggled to try and loosen his restraints. She stopped him and let out a deep sigh.

“It’s no use. The trial has begun. This is probably on top of that bed you saw.”

Diat wiggled his body. The soft surface beneath him confirmed her words. But…

“Why are my clothes off?”

To be precise, he was only in his underwear. Everything else had been completely stripped off. Diat was uncharacteristically flustered. He had cleared and conquered many labyrinths, but this was a first.

Raya hesitated before quietly speaking, “Because that’s the trial’s condition…”

“The trial? You saw the conditions? Tell me what they are.”

“…”

Raya wiggled her toes quietly. She couldn’t bring herself to say the words out loud. Diat was about to press her for an answer but held back, as Raya looked too distressed.

“Raya, are you okay?”

“…Hah. Don’t be surprised. We’re blindfolded and our hands are tied. And the theme of this trial is…”

“The theme is?”

She took a deep breath. This was a trial to clear the labyrinth. It was a mission, and there were absolutely no personal feelings involved.

“Instead of a treasure hunt, it’s a… clitoris hunt.”

“…What?”

“Instead of a treasure hunt, it’s a clitoris hunt. You have to find your female partner’s clitoris and serve her wholeheartedly for three minutes.”

“…”

Diat was speechless. Raya wouldn’t lie in a situation like this.

But the trial’s condition was really that? He couldn’t believe it. As he remained silent, Raya, unable to bear the embarrassment, lashed out.

“S-Say something! This is driving me crazy with awkwardness!”

“…The labyrinth’s owner is not just a weirdo, he’s a madman.”

He slowly crawled forward on his knees. His thigh bumped against Raya’s foot. She was startled and flinched.

“Why, why are you coming closer?”

“We have to clear the labyrinth, right? What, are you scared?”

Diat uttered a magic word. 

Scared?

“Scared?! Go on, then, give me your best service!”

And just like that, Raya fell for it.

Diat grinned wickedly. He bent down and began to grope with his lips. Raya was startled by his warm breath near her navel, but she held back, not wanting to show it. His slightly rough lips touched her concave belly button and then moved down. His hair brushed against her inner thigh, making her tingle.

Diat’s lips met her slick underwear, and he bit it, pulling it down. Raya lifted her hips to help him take her underwear off. Once it was completely off, Diat felt a surge of mischief.

He stuck out his tongue and drew a line up her stomach. Raya, who had been bracing herself, was startled by the wet flesh on her solar plexus instead of her crotch.

“Diat!”

“Stay still. I’m looking.”

He gently bit her side. Then, he slowly traced his way down with his lips. He passed her hip bones, and his warm breath finally touched her pubic area. Raya clenched her trembling body and closed her eyes.

Diat held back his ragged breathing and used his tongue to sweep over her widely. He lowered his face even more, parting her labia with the bridge of his nose. He let out a small laugh.

“Raya, you’re wet?”

“Ah…!”

Raya’s ears turned bright red. He deliberately made a slurping sound as he began to lick. He sucked on her a little, too. 

Chup, chuuup. 

Embarrassing sounds echoed in the vast space.

If her hands were free, she would have covered her ears! She focused on spreading her thighs, which kept wanting to close.

He slowly moved inward and deliberately slipped his tongue into her opening. The lubricant that had gathered there gushed out, running down his lips and chin. He laughed and drank it down sweetly.

Raya, realizing he was toying with her, suppressed a moan and cried out, “Ugh, hah… Do it… properly!”

“Oh. Properly? Like this?”

He slowly moved his head up and down. He pressed his nose against her clitoris, and with a slight suckling on the tender skin, a moan finally broke from her lips.

“Haaaang, ohh…”

A shiver ran through her body as pleasure surged up from below. A strange tension built in her lower abdomen. He used his tongue to poke the flushed opening, scraping out the juices. Her body grew hotter, and her thighs drew inward. Raya clenched her muscles without realizing it.

Diat’s head was now trapped between her firm yet soft, muscular thighs. To make her spread her legs again, he bit her thigh sharply. With a jolt of pain, she finally straightened her legs and let out a soft cry.

“Ugh, hurry up…”

“…I know.”

Diat tried to ignore his own throbbing member. In fact, his raging erection had been a constant source of agony. It was true what they said about other senses becoming more sensitive when your eyes were covered. The soft skin, the unique scent, and Raya whimpering and dripping with pleasure. He couldn’t calm down.

‘Ah, this is really dangerous…’

Feeling his breathing quicken, he decided to stop toying with her. He took her clitoris, which he had been pressing with his nose, into his mouth. He sucked on it with a force that made his cheeks hollow.

“Heeek, aah! Ohh…!”

For a moment, her vision turned white. Raya trembled and moved her hips without realizing it. And as her clitoris slipped out of his mouth, Diat was caught off guard. In a few seconds, he found the round nub again and took it into his mouth. This time, he began to suck as gently as possible. He didn’t chew it with his teeth, just rolled his tongue around it.

“Aaahng, oh, heeek! Just, just do it like before!”

Raya was in agony in her own way. The tickling pleasure only lingered. She wished someone would just scratch it firmly. It was nothing short of torture.

Diat spat out her erect clitoris and let out ragged breaths. His own penis was a problem, dripping with pre-cum and demanding to thrust inside, but Raya kept wiggling and stimulating him.

“Haaah, shit…. Just, stay, still.”

“How can I?! Ugh, don’t lick me when I’m talking!”

Raya finally lashed out and squirmed. With a “take that” attitude, she crossed her ankles, wrapped them around the back of Diat’s neck, and pulled hard.

“Gah, oof…”

“Ugh…”

She trembled, but Raya didn’t loosen her grip. With his face buried in her wetness, he swallowed hard, trying to calm himself. A moment later, he began to serve her with all his heart.

He took her clitoris into his mouth and rolled it around. 

Chup, chuuup… 

He controlled the pressure and suction, and Raya’s head snapped back as she was overwhelmed. He expertly drank the fluid that flowed out. Every time his Adam’s apple bobbed, Raya let out a scream.

“I-I’m gonna… ah! Hiaaak, ang!”

The spittle she couldn’t swallow dripped from the corner of her mouth as she endured the pleasure that was like a kind of pain. Her insides felt loose, and a wet sound escaped. The pleasure finally reached a breaking point and burst.

Just as Raya’s hips lifted, Diat bit down on her clitoris with his teeth, catching it before it could slip out.

“…!”

The sudden pain during her climax shot through her mind. Raya couldn’t even scream, just took in a sharp, painful breath. Diat didn’t spare her; he sucked on it. Finally, she let out a piercing cry and her body went limp.

At the same time, with a bang, the restraints on her body loosened and fell away. The blindfold was gone. Diat squinted, adjusting to the bright light.

Diat was breathing heavily from the excitement. He called out to her.

“Raya, Raya?”

“…”

When his vision finally cleared, he looked at Raya and gritted his teeth. Her eyes were unfocused, and her limbs were limp. Her wet eyes were red, and her lower half was…

He bent down. It was covered in saliva and her own juices. The sheet beneath her was soaked in a round patch, and her clitoris was swollen to a pitiful state.

Diat squeezed his eyes shut, trying to forget the sight, and hit his thigh with his fist. If he didn’t, he felt like he would take out his cock and thrust it into her. Just as he was enduring this difficult moment, Raya’s trembling body sat up.

“Ugh… The trial, the trial?”

She looked around and then at Diat, who was still punishing his thigh. She glanced down at his underwear, where it was proudly bulging, and blurted out,

“Wow… Is your cock gonna explode?”

“Just be quiet…”

Diat sighed, feeling a sense of self-loathing. He managed to ignore his slightly subsided erection and approached Raya. He grabbed her as she flinched and tried to pull back. He asked, “Are you thirsty? Are you dehydrated?”

“Dehydrated?”

He silently pointed at the bedsheet, which was quite soaked. Raya gritted her teeth and growled, “Shut up…!”

She hated his smug smile. Raya, in a fit of pique, reached out and put her hand on his pants. It was so hard that she had no trouble finding what she was looking for. She had, after all, a lot of experience.

Taking advantage of his shocked, frozen state, Raya slipped her hand inside. Her hand closed around his hot penis, already slick with pre-cum. The engorged veins pulsed vividly against her fingertips. A startled Diat grabbed Raya’s shoulder.

“Ugh, you…!”

“Stay still. I’m just gonna help you out before your cock explodes.”

Raya pulled out his penis with a flourish and acted as if she was whistling.

“Wow, is it gonna cum if I just touch it?”

“…”

He couldn’t say a word and bit his lip. Raya felt a strange thrill at his reaction and began to move her hand gently. As she kneaded the shaft with just the right amount of pressure, he let out a hot breath.

When she poked the tip of his urethra with her thumb, he gasped and rested his head on Raya’s shoulder. His breath tickled her neck.

“Gah, ugh…”

It was a great sight to see the man who always acted so composed and cool crumble under her touch. She toyed with him, sometimes with a hard grip and sometimes with a light stroke.

Suddenly, Diat lifted her hand and began to bite the back of it. Raya was so startled that she let go of his penis.

“You…!”

“Haah…. Why’d you stop? Touch me more, huh? Raya…”

His dilated, red eyes gleamed dully. Then, he put a few of Raya’s fingers in his mouth and sucked on them like candy, smiling. She, not wanting to lose, clenched his penis tightly again.

The sight of him smiling while gently biting the sensitive skin between her fingers was incredibly erotic. She tried her best to ignore her own dampness and stroked the shaft downwards. The foreskin peeled back, revealing the glistening head of his penis. She circled the tip with her fingertip.

His cock twitched and swelled on its own. Raya instinctively knew he was close. So she gripped him hard, poking and rubbing at the tip of his urethra.

“Gah, shit, seriously…!”

Diat swallowed his curse, a sound like chewing, and acted as if he would devour her hand. A warm, wet tongue wrapped around her fingers and rubbed against them, a sensation she couldn’t describe, sending sharp jolts to her head.

When she deliberately squeezed the shaft as if to wring it out, Diat bit her hand hard. At the same time, his penis swelled and shot out a pale, sticky liquid.

“Agh!”

“Haaah…”

She shuddered, wiping the semen that had splattered high up on her eyelid with the back of her hand, and glared at him, who was breathing heavily. But the eyes that met hers were lifeless. They were terrifyingly lustrous, gleaming with pure lust.

She genuinely felt like he might do something reckless. Raya felt a sudden sense of danger and slapped his thigh hard to bring him back to his senses. Diat winced at the stinging pain, and it seemed to snap him back to reality a little.

Raya examined the hand Diat had been sucking on. As she wiped the saliva-covered hand on the bedsheet, she could see the bruises and teeth marks more clearly.

“Look at this. Are you a dog?”

She held her hand up to his face. Diat looked at her bruised and blotchy hand and smiled with a strange sense of satisfaction.

“What, didn’t you call me a son of a bitch before? So I acted like one. Instead of praising me, you’re just getting mad. It hurts my feelings.”

“You’re crazy.”

“I know. That’s why I dated you.”

As they were bickering, an old scroll fell from the air. Diat quickly snatched it and unrolled it. He slowly read it aloud.

“Instead of a treasure hunt, it’s a pleasure spot hunt. Find your partner’s pleasure spot, stimulate it, and make them climax twice…?”

Raya, with a solemn expression, said to him seriously, “This time, it’s your turn.”

“No.”

At Diat’s immediate refusal, Raya rolled around on the bed in a fit of rage. She complained about how hard she had worked, how she was exhausted, and how he should just take care of his obvious erection now.

But he wouldn’t budge. In the end, they chose the most reliable method.

“Aaaaaah!”

Raya had thrown scissors, and Diat, a rock. Seeing her despair, Diat stretched his stiff body. He wiggled his restrained wrists.

“It seems like there are no restraints this time.”

“No… This can’t be…”

“Loser. Stop whining and come here.”

Raya crawled over with a heartbroken expression. He placed her between his legs and hugged her tightly from behind.

“As for a pleasure spot, I don’t need to look for it. I just have to make you climax twice.”

“…”

Over the past two years, they had broken up and gotten back together countless times, but they were still passionate lovers. Diat knew everything about Raya’s body. The mole on her inner left thigh, her unusually bent right pinky finger. And he knew Raya’s ultimate pleasure spot was her ears.

When he broadly licked behind her ear, she hunched her shoulders. Diat’s hand, which had been on her waist, slowly moved up and rested on her soft underboob. He gently bit her earlobe, and a moan escaped her lips.

“Ngh…”

‘Ah, I wish I could see her expression.’ 

He suppressed the urge to look at Raya’s face. She hated showing embarrassment. He might get hit if he did. Though, maybe getting hit wouldn’t be so bad.

He traced a line down her ear and sucked on her earlobe before breathing hot air on it.

“Ugh, don’t breathe on my ear…”

Of course, he didn’t stop tormenting her ear. At the same time, he moved his other hand down and began to rub her entrance. The area was so slick that his fingers easily slipped between her labia. He passed her swollen clitoris and plunged two fingers into her gaping vagina.

Perhaps because he had licked and sucked on her so much earlier, her insides were slick and ready. He pressed on her inner walls and scraped down. Each time, Raya bit her lips, barely swallowing her moans.

“Raya. I can’t see your expression, so at least let me hear your moans, huh?”

At that moment, a low growl rumbled in Raya’s ear, and he bit down on her earlobe, leaving teeth marks. Raya finally let out what she had been holding in.

“Aahng, ugh…”

Soon, Diat made a scissor shape with his index and middle fingers, widening her inner walls, but they quickly tightened around them. A loud, squishy sound filled the heated air. It felt as if someone was jumbling up her brain.

Diat pressed on her bright red, swollen clitoris with his palm and thrust deep inside, and Raya saw stars as a scream burst from her lips.

“Haaaah! Ah, stop, ugh!”

The gushing juices from her climax shot out, splashing everywhere from the friction between his palm and her genitals. Diat held Raya firmly, whose body had gone limp with a strange sense of exhaustion, and let out a sigh.

Even her nails scratching his thigh sent a shiver down his spine. He could vividly feel his barely-tamed penis rising again. He bit back a curse and slowly began to move his hand again.

“Hmph, wait…! Just a little break, ohh!”

“If we rest, we’ll die of thirst in here. Right?”

He showed no mercy and thrust three fingers into her gaping entrance. He was in no state to be lenient either, as his own head was on fire. He hooked his fingers and scraped the inside of her walls, and relentlessly thrust in one spot, making Raya heat up quickly.

But something was missing. Something was lacking to make the pleasure that was climbing up her stomach finally burst. When Raya unconsciously wiggled her hips, he seemed to realize something and let out a short, cynical laugh.

“Hah, shit…”

Diat ran a hand through his hair and grimaced. A vein was visible on his neck, as if to prove he wasn’t in his right mind either. Diat placed his free hand on Raya’s chest and grabbed one of her breasts tightly.

“Raya, is it not enough? When you’re doing such cute things…”

“I don’t… know… Ugh…”

He turned Raya’s head and gently bit her lips. Then, he thrust his tongue into the opening and ravaged her mouth. He traced her teeth, tickled the roof of her mouth, and sucked on her wildly entangled tongue. Saliva, whose ownership was unknown, dripped down her chin.

As he toyed with her already-erect nipple, the walls of her vagina, which had been holding his fingers, contracted tightly. Each time his thick finger joints were squeezed, Diat couldn’t contain his excitement. He rubbed his pants against Raya’s butt as he moved his hand.

He toyed with her areola and then suddenly pinched her nipple hard with his thumb and index finger. The pain and pleasure were so intertwined that Raya let out a sharp cry.

“Ah, it hurts. Ugh, ah, ang!”

“My fingers are going to break… Loosen up a bit.”

“Ugh…”

At that, he flicked her clitoris, and she scrunched up her eyes and opened her mouth. Her body trembled with the intense pleasure, and she tensed up completely. He didn’t miss the opportunity and quickly thrust into the spot where Raya reacted the most. 

Squelch, squelch, squelch… 

Raya tightened her thighs and took in a sharp breath.

“Aaaaaah, haaang…!”

Juices gushed out, pooling in his hand. Diat scraped the inside of her walls, gathering all the juices that had collected in the folds. Then he looked at his soaked hand and grinned mischievously.

“Raya, look at this. You’re so wet…”

“Ugh, shut up…”

She was completely limp but refused to be beaten. Diat gently pressed his lips to her tear-stained eyes. A soft chu sound was heard as he pulled away.

As if to announce the completion of the trial, the scroll on the floor was thrown and burned up with a blue light, disappearing.

Raya got up a moment later. Her body was well-trained. A little thing like this wouldn’t exhaust her. Diat looked at her clenched fists and smiled wryly.

At first, he thought the labyrinth was a pain, but it was actually quite fun.

He rubbed Raya’s calf, wondering what the next trial would be. Of course, Raya kept kicking him, telling him not to be so clingy. He caught her flying foot. Then he tickled the sole of her foot, which fit perfectly in his hand. She squirmed and laughed, telling him to stop.

Just then, another scroll appeared out of thin air. Raya quickly snatched it and unrolled it. Then, with a sly grin, she held it out to Diat.

“Now it’s your turn!”

“Instead of a treasure hunt, it’s a penis hunt… ah, got it.”

While Diat was accepting reality, Raya was busy preparing something. She tore the bedsheet and made a blindfold and a rope to tie his wrists. As Diat sat on the bed, Raya fidgeted and used the cloth she had prepared.

With his eyes covered and his hands tied behind his back, he asked in a deadpan voice, “Do we really have to do it like this?”

“You’ll know once you’ve been through it!”

The trial’s content was a little different from before, but this one was relatively easy. She just had to make him climax once, somehow. Raya hummed as she sat in front of Diat. And as she pulled down his underwear…

As if on cue, his penis sprang out and hit her lips. Raya backed away slightly to assess the situation. Of course, the blood had rushed to it, making it darker than usual, and the veins were bulging. His testicles were also swollen. She let out a soft whistle.

“Don’t sexually harass me.”

“Okaay.”

Raya, giving a half-hearted answer, first smeared her palm with his pre-cum, starting from the top and working her way down. Even just that made Diat let out a deep breath. She then circled the head of his penis and slowly moved down, beginning to knead his rising member. As she rubbed it up and down with pressure, he hunched his body and moaned.

“Haaah, ugh…”

His ragged breaths filled Raya with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. It was so pleasing to see the man who had been teasing her with a smug smile in such a state. When Raya rubbed the tip of his urethra with her thumb, he gasped and suddenly bit her neck.

“Agh…!”

“Hmph… Rub harder. I can’t even climax like this.”

Of course, it was a lie. He had barely managed to hold back from climaxing. Diat hated how he was so easily swept away by her touch. He felt like he was always the one who was more into it.

Raya’s temper flared. “Is that so?” With a surge of ambition and competitive spirit, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed his penis.

“Gah?! Raya, you… stop…!”

“No.”

Raya, with a muffled voice, began to suck on it, deliberately making wet sounds. One of her cheeks bulged out and then hollowed. Since it was too big to take entirely in her mouth, she swept her tongue from the base to the tip, forcing Diat to grit his teeth.

She was working hard, trying to make him surrender quickly, when she suddenly heard an ominous ripping sound. 

Riip, rip. 

Diat had broken free of the restraints. He shook off the tattered cloth and even removed the blindfold.

And when he saw Raya with his penis in her mouth, he lost it.

“This is insane, hah…”

Seeing his dilated pupils, she had a strong feeling something was very wrong. She tried to pull her head away quickly, but the force from behind pushed her deeper.

“Ugh, oof, cough!”

“What, isn’t this what you were trying to do? I’m just helping you out.”

And holding her head firmly, he began to thrust. The thick, bulging veins pressed against the inside of her mouth, and the head of his penis rammed into her throat, making her gag. They were both inexperienced at this, and his shaft scraped against her front teeth, but Diat didn’t stop.

The unique, raw scent of a man stung her nose. Raya felt her jaw ache as if it were about to dislocate. Thinking this couldn’t go on, she decided it was better to make him climax quickly.

So she used the tip of her tongue to poke his urethra, and his body froze as a sticky liquid filled her mouth. Gritting his teeth, Diat didn’t pull out until the very last drop was emptied. He let out a sigh and wiped the sweat from his chin.

He held his palm out in front of Raya’s mouth.

“Spit it out.”

“…”

The way he spoke, with a deep frown on his face, made Raya feel rebellious. So she swallowed it and stuck out her tongue.

“I swallowed it. But it tastes bad.”

“You… you really…!”

Diat clenched his fists in disbelief before relaxing them. She really did do the most unpredictable things sometimes.

She unfurrowed her brow and looked around. Surely another trial would be coming. Just then, a scroll dropped. They read it and let out a wry laugh.

“Heh, I knew it.”

“The final trial. Instead of a treasure hunt, it’s a love hunt. Melt your partner’s heart.”

Silence fell between them. After all their kissing and sucking, they suddenly remembered: ‘oh right, we broke up.’

Of course, they had already come too far to turn back.

Diat rolled his neck, loosening his tense muscles. Then he hugged Raya tightly. When their skin touched, she felt a strange tingling sensation. He tried not to show it as he said, “Shall we get this over with, honey?”

“Don’t call me honey.”

Raya scoffed but didn’t try to pull away from his embrace. He knew this was as good as permission. He rested his chin on the top of her head, and his now stiff penis rubbed against her butt.

“You animal, is that all you think about?”

“When you’ve come this far, you have to see it through, right? And you’re wet, too.”

His hand quietly slid down, parting her labia and plunging into her vagina. He laughed softly when he saw that her insides were already so relaxed that he could easily fit three fingers.

“Ah, you didn’t get wet just from sucking on my cock, did you?”

“Ugh…”

She was angry but couldn’t completely deny it. She had quite enjoyed his writhing under her touch. Raya followed his lead and turned around to face him. Diat kissed her cheek.

“Why don’t you put it in yourself?”

Raya stood up without a word. She grabbed his twitching penis and slowly began to push it inside. Her brow furrowed and she let out a pained sound. Even though she was fully aroused, it was so big that it wasn’t easy to take him all the way to the root.

She exhaled a hot breath and endured his tantalizingly slow movements. Her hips began to twitch with impatience. When the head of his penis was all the way in, her body, which was already familiar with him, began to gush with juices.

He ran his hand over her spread labia, finally finding and pressing on her clitoris.

“Ah! Haaah!”

“Even in a situation like this, ugh, you’re still moaning, huh?”

Her inner walls were squeezing his penis so tightly, as if they would sever it. He roughly rubbed her clitoris and began to move his hips slowly.

“Ugh, aahng…!”

With every thump, thump of his wet penis against her, her hips jumped.

Diat gripped and kneaded Raya’s breast with one hand, stimulating a shallow pleasure. His touches, which sometimes scratched her areola and sometimes pulled on her nipple, were enough to make Raya completely crumble.

“Ugh, ahh…! Dia, Diat…!”

Diat continued to thrust, slowly overwhelming Raya. His relaxed demeanor infuriated her, but she had no energy to resist. She was too busy trying to ignore her own breathless, slobbering face.

“Heeek, ugh…”

He picked up the pace, pressing down on her bulging stomach where his cock was buried.

“Wa-wait…!”

“Now you say wait, Raya.”

His voice was gentle, unlike his merciless thrusts. She pressed down on the rising pleasure and tried to voice her condition with a loose tongue.

“Sl-slowly, ugh…”

His off-rhythm thrusts forced Raya to bury her face in his shoulder, rocking to his movements.

In the midst of it, the sensation of his thick-jointed hand pressing on her lower stomach was a strange mix of pleasure and the need to urinate.

“W-wait…! Hah, haaang…!”

Diat’s response was to press and rub her clitoris hard. With a flash of pleasure, a gush of clear fluid poured out.

He began to thrust harder, a splash, splash sound ringing in her ears. Raya sniffled and, in an act of revenge, bit his neck hard.

But Diat simply let out a whistle and deliberately squeezed her butt.

“Are you sure that was just juice and not pee? You’re soaked.”

“Ughhh, ahh…”

He licked a long line up her tear-stained cheek and continued to thrust. He was nearing his limit, too.

Her inner walls were squeezing his penis so tightly that he had been on the verge of climaxing for a while now.

Gah, Diat gasped, burying himself deep inside Raya, and then with a final tremor, he released his pale semen. The warmth spreading through her stomach made Raya’s breathing ragged. After the last drop, Diat slowly pulled out and smiled wryly.

“Wanna go for another round?”

“Get lost…”

Raya grabbed her aching back. She picked up a pillow and threw it at him. He simply dodged it with a slight tilt of his head. Seeing that, she became even more furious.

 

***

 

They somehow got their gear back and, after diligently collecting their rewards from the final room, they emerged from the labyrinth looking refreshed and clean. Raya patted her lower back with her fist and said, “Anyway, I suffered the most, so I get 7, you get 3.”

“I was the one who did all the hard work, though? You just laid there and moaned.”

“What?! You were huffing and puffing, thrusting away yourself!”

“You liked it, don’t pretend you didn’t.”

They arrived at the mission brokerage, bickering as usual, and Emily greeted them happily. She opened her arms wide and smiled.

“Raya, Diat! I heard you went into a labyrinth together?”

“Emily, was this your doing?”

“Oh, no, I really had no idea! Anyway, you can hand over the reward here. The money will be deposited into your registered accounts.”

Emily calmly brushed off Raya’s sharp accusation. She bent down and pulled out a couple of papers, handing them to Raya. The completed stamp was clearly visible on the request forms. Emily smiled sweetly as she watched Raya grumpily take the papers and fold them in half.

“Did you guys make up?”

“Huh?”

“You guys broke up, remember? This was… the ninth time, wasn’t it?”

“It was not that many!”

Diat put his arm around Raya from behind, calming her down as she burst out in anger. Emily asked him, “So, what was the reason you two fought this time?”

“Ah. That… what was it again?”

Diat tilted his head to the side. They broke up but didn’t even know why? To a bewildered Emily, Raya shouted, “We’ve fought so many times, how could we possibly remember every single one? We probably fought over something stupid again.”

“…”

‘Knowing that, why do they keep doing this?’

Emily waved her hand, telling them to go. Raya said to contact her if there was a good request, and then they left the building. Of course, they were still arguing over what to have for dinner.

‘They’re probably going back to the mansion they share,’ Emily thought, resting her chin on her hand. She suddenly realized, “Oh, right. I forgot to ask them how they cleared the labyrinth.”

‘That’s strange. They usually tell me before I even ask. Well, I can just ask them next time,’ she thought, and went back to looking at other documents.

[The End]