Villain Eaten By The Hero - Chapter 87

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Mimicking the situation in the novel, he was keeping Belze in bondage to his heart’s content, but the moment he let go of the leash, it would vanish like foam.

The fact was disheartening, and the heat that was satisfying just moments ago felt almost gone. As good as it was, it felt like he was falling into a deep

At this rate, he felt like he’d have to continue thrusting until Belze collapsed and fell asleep. He gave up the affectionate caresses and pulled her legs closer.

He liked being inside her, the warmth of her body, the richness of her inner walls.

Burying himself in her sweet scent was enough to make him forget his troubles. A different kind of fuzzy sensation, unlike the satisfaction of achieving what he desired, clung to him, keeping him close to Belze.

“I’ll make you mine in a way that no one else can.”

He growled into the wind, and Belze’s face softened. But without the strength to resist, and having lost much of her judgment, she only let out a faint murmur.

“That’s…enough.”

Even now, it’s enough.

“Okay….”

…I like it.

Without those words leaving his lips, his c*ck slid in and out seventeen times, and Belze lost consciousness with a muffled sigh.

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“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

“…….”

“……I think I was a little harsh at the end.”

Seo, who had both legs under the bed, muttered with his head down. His upper body was n*ked, clad only in uniform pants that were stained with c*m and such, emitting a faint stench. His fists curled into balls on his thighs.

“I got too heated because of the atmosphere.”

He had indeed lost his cool. He’d had some self-control when they first started the role-play, but after a while, rationality crumbled, and he behaved somewhat recklessly. He’d gotten a little carried away. Moreover, Belze was in the same state of mind, and there was no chance to recover as both of them lost the will to resist.

It was a belated excuse, but Belze hadn’t expected to faint like that, as if falling asleep, after such an intense encounter. She didn’t even realize she had been asleep for two hours, and the c*m had dried between her legs.

“Playing around with people just because of the atmosphere? Are you still human? Even if you’re not acting like a hero, you should at least act like a human!”

And Belze, who woke up from sleep, didn’t expect to be tormented by a sense of deep disbelief more than a hangover. 

Having collapsed and then waking up, she curled the covers around herself and gave Seo a venomous glare.

In the heat of the moment, as drunk as he was, she wanted what came next, but when she sat up and thought about it, she realized that she hadn’t been thinking straight. Her body throbbed all over, and the shame resurfaced. Something shameful becomes more shameful as time passes, not when it is done.

Belze sat down on the bed, wrapping the sheet tightly around her and putting her feet down. With his head down, Seo could only see his bare feet, and that was embarrassing because it was so strange.

“Until about halfway, you also wanted it…”

“Did I say that?”

“You didn’t say it, but…”

“I didn’t say anything, but did we reach an agreement?”

Belze shot back, her tone prickly. It was an unfair transfer of responsibility in the form of, ‘I did send signals that I was okay, but you should have sensed it appropriately.’ Seo raised his head and tried to argue, only to be met with a stinging rebuke from Belzé.

“I told you not to raise your head.”

This was why Seo had been keeping his head down. After kicking Seo under the bed, Belze laid down the law that he shouldn’t raise his head again.

It felt unfair, but he knew that scratching her now would only make things worse.

While there are times when you need to persistently stick around even if someone says no, there are times when you absolutely shouldn’t offend someone’s mood.

It wasn’t just the rough s*x; Seo had committed the crime of jumping around like an untamed foal, saying harsh words. So, he obediently lowered his head like a docile foal when Belze demanded.

He heard the sound of the blanket being pulled apart from above his head. The rustling sound suggested that someone was changing clothes.

The next moment, he saw the handle of the long leash rattling between Belze’s legs, and when Seo lifted his head slightly, he saw the hem of his uniform top.

It was Seo’s uniform top, and she was still wearing the collar.

He naturally raised his head and a drone weighing about 5 kg fell from above onto his head.

“Don’t look.”

It didn’t hurt much, but his head instinctively dropped. Seo gently rubbed the area where the drone had hit and looked up at Belze with a slight tilt of his eyes.

“Don’t even glance at me.”

Belze said firmly. But Seo’s mind was already focused not on her voice, but on the leash between her legs and the hem of his uniform.

Belze had worn everything else Seo had suggested, but not the Hero’s uniform. It was about maintaining the villain’s dignity—how could she wear a hero uniform and not feel embarrassed in front of her subordinates?

That’s precisely why Seo wanted to see it even more. Imagining the scene where Belze, a villain, donned a hero’s costume like a one-piece dress made his chest tighten. And to top it off, a collar?

Unable to endure the desire to see it, his fist placed on his thigh trembled. He kept trying to look up, but each time, Belze would stop him by shouting “Kim Seo.” Seo looked like he was on the verge of losing it.

“You’re still wearing the dog collar.”

“Yeah.”

“And you’re wearing my clothes?”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you doing that…….”

“Because I want you to suffer from missing me.”

And so it was. Seo did as he was told and groaned, blaming Belze’s cruel tendencies. He thought it would have been better if Belje hadn’t said anything rather than putting on a show and mocking him.

Of course, Seo could raise his head. He could pretend it was a mistake, or shamelessly hold his head high. He could act arrogantly as much as he wanted, but if he did, Belze would surely get angry.

Although she had nowhere to go immediately, and she couldn’t overpower Seo, she would certainly turn her head sternly. Only a suppressed sigh echoed in his throat, without uttering a word of complaint.

“Let me see.”

Still, he wanted to look, and the injustice of not being able to do so was almost too much. The glimpse of his uniform, only visible above the thigh, was more enchanting than the swaying legs.

Swallowing his pride and making the request, Belze’s voice turned to a snort

“I’ll consider it if you answer truthfully. Do you really have a taste for these kinds of books? Have you been waiting for a chance to tie me up all this time? Why do all your books here either contain the themes of imprisonment or are covered in filthy warnings?”

“Because if I keep books about sweet romance at home, there would be no way to explain it if someone finds out. There are many ordinary ones too… but these were gifts from fans.”

“That’s a lame excuse, Mr. Kim Seo. It won’t work. Were you secretly lusting after me while reading such books?”

“I bought it after the scandal because the staff around me told me not to hurt your feelings! And why are you snooping around? Don’t you even respect my private life?”

Seo, who had unwittingly revealed the source of the fanfic, crouched down.

In his half-obscured vision, he could see Belze’s feet swaying in the air, and he was mortified, he couldn’t help but notice that the middle of his leg was swelling up again, but he didn’t want to give her an excuse to tease him.

“If you put the safe there, I’m intrigued to open it. It’s only natural to open it if there’s a safe, right?”

“F*ck……. I’ll pay you back twice over, and I’ll find out about your tastes and expose you.”

Belze looked at the man, who was bubbling with a fighting spirit, with disdain as he forgot his own mistake. His unwavering commitment even in situations where he should bow down is what defined him.

Confident in her taste, Belze chuckled as she twirled the leash around.