Prologue — Guiding an Obsessive Cold-Dominant Lead, a Childhood Friend, and a Nerd
This was the scene she dreamed of every single night.
You guided them so well. How long have you been waiting for this day?
Seo-ah stared into empty air, her eyes flooded with pleasure. Even under the relentless torrent of guiding, not a single crack showed in her body — if anything, her face glowed, luminous and brimming with vitality.
It was the price of spending an entire week sealed inside an S-rank gate, pouring out her power to take down the monsters within. If Lee Seo-ah hadn't been there, they would never have held out to the edge of rampage.
And by the time every last monster in the gate had been reduced to nothing, all three of them were hanging onto the final thread of their sanity. Seo-ah shouted as if she'd been waiting for exactly this moment.
"Guiding time! We can't have you all rampaging, now can we!"
What? All three men recoiled in horror, but Seo-ah only beamed, bright and innocent. And with no real alternative — guiding was a necessity — they had no choice but to do as she said.
There was just one small problem: Seo-ah did not do non-contact guiding. Nor the bare-minimum kind, hands or a fleeting grip at most. The result was what was happening now — Seo-ah surrounded by three men, guiding them in the way only she could.
Three men, one step from losing themselves to rampage, ravaged her body. Hands and mouths clung to her from every direction, touching her, sucking at her skin.
While one pair of large hands seized her entire breast, another man wedged himself into the space between, pinching her nipple and laving it with his tongue. The pleasure winding through her came laced with a prickling ache — and Seo-ah welcomed even the pain with joy.
"Ah— there…… mmh, pinch harder."
"Fuck, I was going to touch you anyway, so quit whining. So impatient."
When pressure bore down on the fingers rubbing her nipple, her back arched all on its own. Ah! That's it! So good.
Every time her swollen, aching nipple was sucked and worked over, a fresh wave of arousal coiled through her whole body.
"Ah!"
"……Does it hurt?"
The hand on her breast faltered, and Seo-ah caught it, dragging it firmly back into place.
"Why'd you st— ahhn! Mmh!"
It was so sensitive that even a brush of fingertips stung — but stopping was the last thing she wanted. Each time her breast was sucked and nibbled, a shameless moan spilled from her lips. The sensation alone pushed her over the edge, and Seo-ah shuddered, mouth falling open, trembling.
Ah, I'm going to die. But god, it feels so good.
"Your hole just clenched, and you're not even begging for it. Messy little thing, drooling all over. Is that your way of telling me to fuck you without asking?"
"Nngh……"
From below, a cock pushed its way into her quivering hole as her legs were spread wide. Her boneless body swayed with every thrust, yet she still wrapped her legs around him, locking him in place against the firm curve of his ass.
When the massive cock carved through the folds inside her and drove deep, Seo-ah's spine bowed off the ground.
It feels like he's going to pierce straight through me. Like I'll tear apart — no, I know I won't tear. Not at this point.
Even so, a size like this was almost more than she could bear. Every time he entered her, a shiver ran up her spine — the good kind of shiver, delicious every single time.
"Ah! Ah, ahhn! More, more……"
"Ha. Guide Lee Seo-ah, I told you I'd fuck you whether you begged or not, so lie still."
"Mmh— yes, yes…… ah!"
Seo-ah poured her guiding into them as if she'd been waiting for this. Their rampage levels spiked high, their reason flickering in and out.
Guiding during sex doubled the pleasure. More than that — she could feel her partners' emotions, their satisfaction, every spike of their bliss. She could tell exactly how good they felt, exactly what state they were in.
"Kh— Guide Lee Seo-ah. I told you not to flood us with…… that much guiding."
"Nnnahh!"
"You can't just do whatever you like because it feels good…… ha. Talking to you is pointless."
Yu-geon swept a hand through his hair, exhaling a ragged breath. She was a woman with no middle ground whatsoever. Whatever she did, she did without limit.
He checked the rampage gauge on his device. Sixty-nine percent — teetering on the brink, but holding, just barely inside his own mind. Considering it had been pushing eighty not long ago, the sudden plunge drew a hollow laugh out of him.
Sixty-nine was close enough to the seventies. He still had his reason. And still, the thought of pulling out of Seo-ah's body did not so much as flicker through his mind.
"Deeper, ah!"
"I said I'd fuck you like a dog, so wait your turn."
"Yes…… I'll wait, mmh…… I will."
Even as she said it, her hips never stopped moving. Under normal circumstances her patience was saintly — but not right now, not here. I'm about to lose my mind, how the hell am I supposed to wait?
"If you're going to take it slow, why not finish fast and clear out?"
Eun-chan cut into their exchange with a raised eyebrow, and Seo-ah promptly thrust her chest out toward him. All three men's gazes snapped to the same spot.
"Mmh, what? What…… I can just rub it here, can't I?"
"And you can still say that in this situation…… ha."
Seo-ah looked up at Kang Eun-chan with eyes full of naked expectation. He stared back, his face screaming that he wanted to bury himself between her breasts that very second.
"Or…… should I suck it for you?"
"What? There you go spouting crazy shit again. As if your mouth could handle it."
"Ah……!"
When Eun-chan took her breast in hand and sucked again, Seo-ah came undone all over once more. I pushed them all together for you and you're not even rubbing them. Fine, we'll do that next time. Swallowing her disappointment, she turned her head away.
The huge cock in her hand swelled even larger. Shin Woo-jin, still obediently enduring without spilling, his face blazing scarlet.
"S-Seo-ah…… mmh, too hard, ah……"
"Don't come. I haven't given you permission yet."
"Nnh. Yes. I won't come. Even if I do, I'll get it up again. I can come over and over…… in your hand, Seo-ah."
Woo-jin hunched forward, gasping for breath. The cock in Seo-ah's grip was slick and glistening with sticky fluid.
"Haahh, ah…… you smell so good, Seo-ah. Ah……"
Woo-jin pressed the clothing she'd placed in his hand to his face and inhaled deeply. Haah. Haah. His moans filled the inside of the gate. He fought to hold back the rising surge, feeling her hand work his cock, straining to the very last not to spill.
"Ah! Ahhn! Yes, ah! Aahhnn!"
Seo-ah clenched around the cock inside her and convulsed, her hips bucking upward, the insides of her thighs quivering.
"W-Woo-jin. Kiss me. Please."
"Y-yes. Seo-ah……"
Woo-jin's mouth met hers. Seo-ah's tongue slipped out naturally, tangling with his. Breath ran short, panting heating up between them.
Guiding three men at once really is a bit much, huh. Not that she had any intention of stopping.
These men were far more principled than she'd expected, and they absolutely refused to give her what she wanted. Guiding all three at once! That was her dream come true — and yet the three of them would panic, always retreat a single step, or worse, launch into a lecture about her wellbeing. Which meant this was the very first time all three had guided together.
So she had to savor this opportunity for as long as humanly possible. Even as the guiding flowed, Seo-ah deliberately declined to bring their gauges down all the way.
And meanwhile, the three men — still utterly blind to just how shameless she truly was — accepted the guiding out of sheer necessity, terrified that her body might break, desperate to pull their levels down.
"Mmnh, nnh."
The harder Woo-jin sucked at her tongue and swallowed her saliva, the more tension wound through his body. Still kissing him, Seo-ah crested the peak yet again, crying out as she felt Yu-geon spill himself into her deepest core.
"Ah! Ahhn! Aaahhn!"
When Yu-geon drew out the cock he'd buried to the hilt inside her, a flood of arousal came gushing out after it.
"Mmh— you can come now…… nnghh."
At Seo-ah's permission, Woo-jin seized her hand in both of his and rocked his hips. A moment later, thick ropes of semen jetted from his slit, soaking her fingers.
"Ha, haah…… Seo-ah, aah. Your hand is so warm. It's like my cock is…… melting……"
Even after he'd finished, Woo-jin kept rubbing himself against her palm for a long while, bucking with another deep shudder as his body quaked.
"Went off all by yourself again. Lee Seo-ah. I'm letting it slide. This once."
Eun-chan let go of his own cock as he said it. He'd already had his turn with insertion guiding, so he wasn't going to be greedy. Otherwise he'd have shoved himself inside her on the spot.
"Mmnh……"
Seo-ah rolled over and sank back onto the floor.
After hours of continuous guiding, her body had gone utterly limp, drained of every last ounce of strength.
It feels like every muscle in my body just gave out. My head's foggy, I've been marinated in pleasure — even the slightest touch sets my nerves on fire.
"Seo-ah, are you…… okay? I came way too much, so…… was that too much for you……. I should have stopped at two……"
Woo-jin pressed down on his cock, which had stiffened again without a shred of shame, drowning in guilt.
Coming ten more times would be fine with me. Seo-ah wanted to shake her head, but her body refused to obey — she couldn't so much as wiggle a finger.
"I told you guiding three at once was a bad idea. ……Did we push her too far after all?"
Yu-geon frowned, brushing a thumb lightly across his brow, then reassured her that a quick trip to the center would have her back on her feet in no time.
"Lee Seo-ah. You're milking it, aren't you? You looked like you were dying of happiness back there. Come on, look at me — if something's actually wrong, say so."
Eun-chan hovered over her, asking as casually as he could manage, looking ready to scoop her up at a moment's notice.
Seo-ah was still basking in the lingering aftershocks. A sweet shiver bloomed up from the tips of her toes, and her oversensitized body turned the smallest movement straight into pleasure.
"I-I'm…… nngh……"
Her voice cracked into a hoarse rasp. Slowly, she raised one hand.
The trembling of those shaking fingers was almost too pitiful to watch. And in the exact moment all three men's faces darkened with worry, she lifted her thumb straight up.
No words were needed.