Chapter 1242

<Chapter 1242> 1242. Dark Moon

“So, how was the dark mage? Was he strong?”

Number 31 asked with sparkling eyes.

“He was the type who used rat-based bio-bomb dark magic. Rather annoying than strong. Even you could’ve taken him out easily.”

“Any other dark magic?”

“Just the bio-bomb stuff. You know, those mages who obsess over one spell until they die? He was that kind.”

I explained the battle against the dark mage to her. After hearing my explanation, Number 31 seemed to lose interest, gave a casual nod, and walked outside.

I shrugged and approached Number 212. She had been typing away on her laptop and looked up at me with wide eyes when I got closer.

“Oh, Number 211! You’re here?”

“What are you so focused on?”

“I was surfing the internet. Found some interesting posts. Once we return to base, we won’t have access, so I figured I should enjoy it while I can. Want to join?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

Something about Number 212’s reaction felt off. She seemed more tense than usual.

I noticed it but didn’t pry too much. Everyone has their privacy. Maybe today was her “magical day” or something.

I passed by Number 212 and lay down on the bed. The unexpected mission to track the dark mage left me exhausted. I returned just as the sun was rising, took a shower, and submitted my report without getting proper rest. My eyelids quickly grew heavy.

“You can sleep if you want. Number 31 and I will handle guard duty. You must be tired from fighting the dark mage, right?”

“…Alright, I’ll trust you guys. Wake me up if anything happens.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

I pulled the blanket over myself and closed my eyes.

It’s been a while since I started working alongside Numbers 212 and 31. Their skills are top-notch—worthy of complete trust.

My consciousness fades. Nightmares creep in.

I realized I was dreaming as soon as the dream began. And this… this is an *ecchi* dream. Lately, I’ve been having way too many of these kinds of dreams.

I was sitting on a couch. Next to me were Han Harin and another woman who looked exactly like her. The only difference: Han Harin had black hair, while the other woman had white hair. I slowly scanned their naked bodies.

Their figures were similar—big breasts, slender waists, curvy hips. Both had lush pubic hair, though in different colors. Han Harin’s was black, while the other woman’s was white.

They moved closer to me. Competing with each other, they eagerly touched my body. I couldn’t move—not that I wanted to. Even though I was aware it was a dream, I couldn’t control its progression.

Soon, they knelt between my legs. They extended their tongues and began licking my erection. Despite knowing it was a dream, I vividly felt the sensation and pleasure.

It feels great. As I relaxed and enjoyed their fellatio, I suddenly panicked—the dream was fading.

“Wha-? Is it already over?! Why is it so short?!”

A signal came from below. Pleasure surged through me, and I felt the urge to cum. Unable to hold back, I ejaculated and woke up from the dream.

Bolting upright, I stared at my lower half, feeling a strange yet familiar sensation. Shocked, I lifted the blanket.

“Number 2…”


212…?!”

Room 212 had my dick in her mouth. My dick, already spent from orgasm and halfway flaccid, was being gently released from her lips. Traces of bright white semen glistened between her lips. Gulping it down, she gave me a sly smile.

“Did you wake up?”

“What is this…?”

“You’ve been naughty. All this time you tricked me into eating your semen as a snack.”

I didn’t have any comeback for that accusation. She pursed her lips and started sucking on her vagina, drawing in the remaining semen with a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. Blood began rushing back into my softening member.

“Eh, how did you find out?”

“I posted the snack online. People said it was semen. After looking it up a few more times, I confirmed it was definitely semen. Though nowhere did it say it tasted this good.”

212 rubbed her cheek against my dick while my heart pounded from her warmth and soft skin.

“Hey, what did you do to your semen? Did you put a spell on your testicles? Or did you get some special treatment?”

“I didn’t do anything! What crazy person would mess with their testicles like that?”

“But still, your semen tastes too good to be normal…”

212 grabbed my dick, fondling it with one hand while teasing the head with kisses. My dick twitched as she affectionately stroked it.

“Will you keep going, 212?”

“It’s your punishment for deceiving me. And besides, fresh snacks taste amazing. Much better than usual. You felt good too, right?”

Of course it felt good…

But it felt weird to say it outright since our relationship hadn’t been like this before.

“If you don’t want me to, just say so. I don’t want to force anything either.”

“…There’s no way I’d say no.”

“Good? Then I’ll keep going.”

Opening her mouth wide, saliva pooled inside. She took my dick in her mouth – hot and wet. Her tongue swirled around my shaft.

Compared to Lexi’s techniques, hers seemed a bit amateurish but her slow, meticulous blowjob was incredibly pleasurable.

Her drool soaked my pubic area as I exhaled shakily, placing my hand on her brown hair. Locks of her hair tangled in my fingers while she looked up at me with my dick fully in her mouth. The mental satisfaction was immense.

My hand slowly descended, nearing her shoulder when 212 suddenly pulled away.

“Don’t touch my breasts.”

“What?”

“I only want to eat snacks. I’m not interested in sex with you. But… if you really beg me properly, maybe I’ll consider it.”

How should I beg? As I pondered, I suddenly snapped back to reality. Why should I even bother begging? I wasn’t desperate or starved for women.

Looking at her earnestly, I noticed her eyes sparkling with anticipation. It hit me – she was expecting sex too.

I wanted to see her plead with me instead.

“Alright. If that’s what you want, I’ll respect it. Feel free to eat all the semen you want.”

“Huh? Don’t you want to have sex with me? I’m actually pretty popular, you know?”

I’m well aware of that.

Her long brown hair felt familiar somehow, and her face was flawless beauty. Her figure was incredible – large chest and hips, graceful hands and feet that were dangerously enticing. Especially her sweet smiles made men’s hearts race.

“I know you’re beautiful. I just… don’t want to force sex on you.”

She stared at me intensely then suddenly sat up, stripping off her top. Removing her bra, she revealed her breasts, which were larger than Lexi’s. Since Lexi claimed to be an E-cup… 212 must be around a G-cup.

Her white bosom featured pink nipples and areolas. The nipples stood erect and the areolas protruded slightly…


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