Precautions of a Snakepit - Chapter 87 (R-19)

At first, Won thought it was just the aftermath of the mission. She realized that the adrenaline from having to use her body for so long wasn’t going to subside, so she decided to stay outside on purpose. The cold breeze would usually bring down the heat, but not today. Instead of cooling down, she was getting hotter by the minute, to the point where she couldn’t help but admit it to herself.

The problem was the kind of heat…

‘What’s causing this?’

It couldn’t have come from nowhere. There had to be an origin.

‘The mysterious scent in the basement of the ward?’

There was no other explanation than what Black Cat assumed was a hallucinogenic substance.

She hadn’t recognized it at the time, given the circumstances, but now that she thought about it, it seemed as if she had begun to feel feverish after inhaling the scent. A subconscious, heat-inducing smell, more fragrant than floral, and more sweet than an overripe fruit. It was like floating on a soft cloud just by smelling it… If one did something pleasurable while surrounded by the scent…

Won’s fingertips slightly trembled. Thankfully, it wasn’t enough to make her lose her mind. She was just barely under control. A good analogy would be a cup that’s just a drop away from overflowing.

She wasn’t acting on it, but the impulse was wildly running through her head. Her mind was filled with inappropriate desires; all of them. It was enough that if anyone read her thoughts, they would back away in horror.

‘I’ll just go downstairs.’

Staying up here for air wasn’t going to solve her problem.

‘Let’s just report my current status and get cleaned up.’

With her mind made up, she walked into the building and was about to tell the first employee she saw about her condition when someone asked.

“Won, are you feeling okay? The others in your group are…”

“Is there something wrong?”

“Well, judging by everyone’s condition, it seems you were exposed to an aphr*disiac. When I asked about what might have caused it, the guys mentioned a certain fragrance. I heard that you were exposed to it as well, so I’m asking if you’re okay.”

Listening to the employee’s explanation, Won began to think to herself. No matter who she goes to, she won’t be rejected, not even the abstinent Black Cat would push her away. Not to mention Top Dog, and Target, despite his clean-cut appearance, might just mow her down… No, maybe she should take turns with all three of them…

‘This is dangerous.’

Won recognized she was not sane. No sane person would get excited by the thought of a three-on-one relationship.

She’s not sure if it’s the drug or not, but whatever it is, the side effects of the smells seem to be stronger than expected. Her delusions continued to follow her. Before she knows it, she’ll be taking three men, one behind her back, one eating her p*ssy, and the other with his p*nis in her mouth.

If she was like this, there’s no way the three men were fine. There was only one difference between them and her. She wasn’t noticed by the staff because she was invisible, but because the other three were men and their anatomy would be noticeable.

‘I’m hot. I want to do it.’

She never felt such an intense need in her life. It was painful to endure it.

‘Should I ask for a neutralizer?’

No, it would be quicker for her to get rid of her need than wait for it to subside.

She stopped thinking about disclosing her condition and seeking help. Even that seemed like a waste of time. She’d rather do it sooner than later…

“I’m fine, you don’t have to worry.”

Won nonchalantly replied and walked past the employee at a somewhat hurried pace. The employee looked back at her for a moment, scratched his head, and went on his way.

In novels, movies, and dramas, there are sometimes situations that are difficult to understand. For Won, one of them is when a weak protagonist is forced to enter into a relationship with another character. Whenever she sees such a scene, she becomes very puzzled.

Is there some kind of curse on the aphr*disiac that can’t be cured except by having s*x with another person?

Bam! The genital-to-genital connection is confirmed. Enter the correct password and the antidote will be released!

Or something like that.

Despite the fancy name, the essence of it is a drug that makes people h*rny. It’s not like a restaurant where they check the headcount and only take two customers and turn away a single person.

Even with the impulse overwhelming her instincts, her reasoning remained unchanged, so Won washed up and went straight to bed to figure it out on her own. But it didn’t work. Instead, the vague stimulus only increased her craving.

Not enough.

It’s not enough.

If only it were rougher.

More intense.

She wants to be so intense she can’t think.

‘I want it beaten to a pulp with great force…’

No, she wants to be tenderly handled. She wants to be covered from head to toe, with no place left out, and to be cherished to the point of pain…

She’s also attracted to relentless, slimy things. It can be as w*t and sinister as a swamp. As long as she is kept on her toes…

The unrelenting heat would cook her brain and the world would melt away.

Won groggily got out of bed. Barely straightening her clothes, she left the room, feeling feverish.

Her feet didn’t feel like feet. They don’t weigh anything and move on their own accord. She felt like a floating ghost and her body was shaking.

She knows the way. The building is one of the facilities owned by her organization. Except for the top floor and the one immediately below it, it operates as an ordinary hotel. The top two floors are off-limits to the public, and restricted to those affiliated with the organization. The three men accompanying her are also up here. Top Dog and Black Cat are her collaborators, while Target is related to the commission, so they’re here for protection.

Outsiders who enter are taken to a specific area. Won walked toward it without hesitation. Since she didn’t know who was in each room, she had to check them out one by one.

She knocked on the door to the first room. It didn’t take long for someone to answer.

“Ah…”

The man looked surprised, but quickly recovered and smiled.

“Won.”

She heard of his condition, but if it wasn’t for his slightly sweaty complexion, she would have been fooled into thinking he was fine. Won was impressed by Target’s composure. This is what it means to be an entrepreneur.

Another surprise was the way he was dressed. Mr. Kim had brought him his clothes, so he was in regular attire. When she saw him wearing a white, collared shirt and pants with neat, vertical lines, she couldn’t help but hesitate. He looked like someone else.

A man who looked surprisingly good in formal attire. Suits are for men like this.

It was kind of an instinct that drew her gaze to the only exposed part of his tightly wrapped, ascetic attire. Beneath the neatly folded and rolled-up sleeves on his shirt, his forearms were toned, and the veins on the backs of his hands were clearly visible. Her imagination went wild as she stared.

Would he be as polite and respectful in bed? Would he be as gentlemanly in the middle of s*x? How would he change when he was tinged with that innocent, aristocratic strangeness of pl*asure?

“Would you like to come inside?” He casually invited.

Won wasn’t naive enough to not understand what he meant.

If she followed him into the room, perhaps she would find the answer to her earlier questions. It would be a choice she wouldn’t regret, but…

“No, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“… I see.”

Target’s face darkened for a moment, but the next he looked as fresh as ever.

“It still hasn’t really registered that I’m out of that hellhole, but I suppose time is medicine after all. So, don’t worry.”

Target stopped talking and stared at her for a moment before bidding her farewell with a gentle smile.

“Thank you, and have a good night.”

“You too, Jin.”

Won thanked him and went to find the second room. After a few knocks, a familiar face appeared through the tightly closed door.

“Won?”

His eyes were more bloodshot than usual, and his hair was damp. He faintly smelled of freshly bathed, and most importantly, he was wearing a shower robe.

She was almost as puzzled as she had been when she saw Target in plain clothes. She assumed he’d be in patient clothes since no one else had brought clothes like Target, but she was unprepared. She didn’t expect to see him in a hotel shower robe.

Black Cat was embarrassed, too, and couldn’t make eye contact with her, so he looked away.

“… What brings you here?”

His ears were red. Droplets of water fell from his hair and trickled down his neck as if they were lazily licking it. She could see his strong, jutting collarbone bobbing up and down, the shape of it mesmerizing her, and she wondered: what are his s*xual preferences?

What was his s*xual preference? He’d been so celibate, but was he as naive as his head? Wouldn’t it run wild and show her a side she would never imagine? What about his diphallus?

If she pushes him into the room, she’ll learn the answer. He’ll be pushed back at her slightest touch, and she knows she won’t regret it.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Yes, are you?”

There was no strength in his voice as he asked. With a heavy heart, Won avoided his gaze and ended the conversation.

“I am. Have a good night.”

Walking away without waiting for his response, Won knocked on the last door. With a click, the handle turned and the door opened, revealing a familiar face.

“Won… At this hour?”

Won pushed past Top Dog as he opened the door and entered his room.

sorry everyone gotta label the chapter r-19 just in case bc i dont want it to get flagged

 Kofi