The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 2 Chapter 58 - Battle with Humans (1) 

Hayun pushed the snacks on the table toward Dayoung and spoke.

 

“Actually, I am a career soldier, but. They usually just have us do training, I’ve never been on an operation.”

 

“Ahh.”

 

“So, how should I put it. It felt strange. I’ve shot quite a few zombies already, but it was my first time shooting a person.”

 

“Me too. It wasn’t my first time, but it still doesn’t feel good. I find this side of myself both fascinating and surprising.”

 

At Dayoung’s words, Hayun looked at her.

 

If it was this hard and complicated for him, a soldier, how much more heavily must it weigh on Dayoung?

 

“But Dodam seemed okay. Because Alpha Team goes on a lot of operations overseas, too. They even go on hostage rescue missions.”

 

“It’s a relief that at least one of them is okay. No need for all three to be struggling.”

 

“Will it get better with time?”

 

“Hmm… I actually don’t know. I can still see the face of the first person I killed. But even if I went back to that moment, I think I would have acted the same. In this world, that person simply being alive was misfortune and pain for me. Of course, I can’t justify killing someone.”

 

“In a world like this, there’s no need for justification. It’s a world where I, where my party, have to survive first.”

 

“Yeah. So, don’t think too deeply about it, oppa. We fought to survive. We won. I’m trying to think that way. I’d rather kill the other person than stand by and watch my party get hurt or die. So I have no regrets. Even though I’m hurt, upset, and scared.”

 

Dayoung was strong. She might have seemed soft on the outside, but inside she was incredibly strong. 

 

Hayun, seeing Dayoung like that, held out his can. Dayoung raised her beer—Clink— hit it against Hayun’s beer, and chugged it down.

 

The beer ran out quickly, and the two of them chatted while drinking new beers. 

 

They continuously brought up new stories about their activities over the past six months. 

 

Especially when Dayoung was talking, Hayun decided to no longer feel sorry for the people he had killed today.  

 

“You must have had a really hard time too.”  

 

“Right. And I’m a girl! Ah, the beer’s empty. Oppa, are you going to drink more?”  

 

“Yeah.”  

 

“Then I’ll go get some.”  

 

Dayoung brought new beer, and the two cracked open the cans and toasted. Dayoung began to feel warm from the alcohol.  

 

“Is it just me, or is it really hot in here?”  

 

“Isn’t your cardigan too thick?”  

 

“Huh? Ah. You’re right. No wonder I was so hot.”  

 

Dayoung unbuttoned her cardigan, and Hayun, who had been absentmindedly looking at her, spat out the beer he had been sipping.  

 

“Da-Dayoung! Your clothes!”  

 

“Huh?”  

 

Following Hayun’s pointing finger, Dayoung looked down at her clothes. 

 

A sheer black slip that was completely see-through. 

 

A center hook gathered her breasts, but below that, it was open, revealing her navel and mesh panties. Dayoung fidgeted and tried to close her cardigan, then looked intently at Hayun.  

 

“Oppa.”  

 

“W-What?”  

 

“Did you like it when we partied together a while ago?”  

 

“Huh? I-I did!”  

 

At Hayun’s words, Dayoung got up from her seat, looked at him, and sat on his lap. 

 

Hayun wondered if he was drunk and seeing things, but the weight he felt on his thighs made him realize it was real. When Dayoung sat on Hayun’s thighs, their eye levels became similar. 

 

Though Dayoung was still slightly lower.

 

To see Dayoung’s face, he lowered his head and saw Dayoung’s large breasts. 

 

The see-through top was so sheer that he could see her pink nipples inside. Hayun forced himself to turn his head and look up at the ceiling. 

 

Seeing him like that, Dayoung pressed her body close, crushing her breasts against his torso, and reached out both hands to pull the back of his head.

 

Then, moving her hips, she rubbed her crotch against Hayun’s penis and whispered quietly.

 

“I really liked it when you sucked on me that day.”

 

“Da-Dayoung, I think you’re drunk!”

 

“No, I’m not drunk at all. It’s just that my body is horny. You know what I mean, right?”

 

“No… I get it, Dayoung, but if you move like that… Ugh.”

 

She could feel Hayun’s penis gradually hardening against her crotch. Feeling her own entrance getting wet, she rubbed her crotch more firmly and raised her hips.

 

“Oppa, look. Did you wet your pants, or did I?”

 

“Haa, Dayoung…”

 

“This came from inside me. Because I remembered what happened that day.”

 

At Dayoung’s words, Hayun gazed at her cleavage swaying right before his eyes.

 

No matter how he looked at it, this seemed like a temptation. Hayun was a healthy man—he couldn’t pretend not to notice. His flustered gaze grew heated. 

 

Dayoung took off her cardigan and pressed her breasts close to Hayun’s face, as if asking him to lick them.

 

Hayun wrapped one arm around Dayoung’s waist, pulling her close, and buried his face in her cleavage. 

 

Soft skin. Rubbing his face against her, he opened his mouth and licked her breast. With one hand, he was already caressing the bare skin of her stomach and waist.

 

“Ahh…”

 

A small moan escaped Dayoung’s lips. 

 

After licking her cleavage and biting the fabric around her nipple, finding it delicious, Dayoung unfastened the hook on her slip gown. Her large breasts swayed as they greeted Hayun. Her pink nipples stood out starkly against her white skin.

 

Hayun unhesitatingly took the nipple and breast into his mouth, biting down hard. 

 

And when he sucked strongly, Dayoung’s body shuddered.

 

“Ahhhng!”

 

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Dayoung’s moans grew louder. 

 

Hayun used his other hand to knead one breast, then stroked her body downward. He gently caressed her pelvis, where the thin strap could be felt, and stroked over the piece of cloth barely covering her pubic hair, causing Dayoung’s waist to twitch.

 

“Ah, oppa, ahhhk.”

 

As Hayun licked and sucked her breasts everywhere while only toying with her pubic hair, Dayoung kept pressing her body against his. 

 

It was ticklish and frustrating. She wished his large hands would quickly rub her clit and probe inside her.

 

But Hayun just continued licking her breasts and circling her pubic area, taking no further action. 

 

Feeling stifled, Dayoung moved her hand from the back of Hayun’s neck and grabbed his hand.

 

“Oppa, you’re doing this on purpose now, aren’t you?”

 

“Wa-was it that obvious?”

 

“Haa, hurry and touch me down there too.”

 

Dayoung pushed Hayun’s hand downward, and it slid powerlessly to her vulva. She didn’t understand why men wanted women to beg. 

 

Hayun used Dayoung’s own finger to poke and prod at the entrance of her vagina, then grabbed her waist and thrust it inside in one smooth motion.

 

She said the savory taste had disappeared, and now she felt somewhat more at ease. Suddenly, a finger entered her, and Dayoung’s waist jerked sharply. 

 

Fortunately, Hayun had anticipated it and held her waist; otherwise, she might have collapsed right then.

 

“Ahh!”

 

The squelching sound was audible as Hayun moved his fingers rapidly. His long, thick fingers immediately found Dayoung’s sweet spot and prodded it. 

 

Dayoung’s thighs trembled uncontrollably.

 

“Ah, oppa, ah, it’s good! Aah!”

 

Dayoung’s body leaned into Hayun, and Hayun bit her chest while moving his fingers. 

 

Even though she was already soaking wet, her insides tightened around his fingers, but Hayun moved them relentlessly. He inserted another finger into her slightly loosened inner walls.

 

“Ah, it’s, it’s too thick, ah, ahh,”

 

Dayoung’s body helplessly gave way under the merciless probing of Hayun’s fingers. 

 

Eventually, she sat on Hayun’s thigh, leaning against him as she moved her waist. Whether it was when he had sucked at the entrance of Dayoung’s pussy during the party or when others had touched her, he had noticed it then too—her body was incredibly sensitive. 

 

It reacted intensely to even the slightest movement, driving men wild.

 

Dayoung cupped the back of Hayun’s head and pulled him in, seeking his lips. Her soft lips pressed against his, and when he didn’t open his mouth, she nibbled on them. 

 

Hayun let out a soft laugh and parted his lips slightly, allowing her hot, tender tongue to slip inside and explore every corner.

 

Moving instinctively but awkwardly, Dayoung’s actions prompted Hayun to take control of the kiss. 

 

He tangled his tongue with hers, then ventured into her mouth, exploring every inch. When he tangled their tongues again, a moan reverberated in Dayoung’s throat.

 

“Mmph, mm—”

 

Dayoung felt like she might die from the pleasure enveloping her entire body. Though not as gentle as others, the roughness brought its own unique pleasure. 

 

Each time they had sex, it felt even better, making her worry about how she would survive with this body in the future, but the overwhelming pleasure left no room for such thoughts.

 

Hayun spread the two fingers inside her, stretching her inner walls. Then, he pulled them out and added another finger, thrusting it in deeply.

 

“Agh!”

 

The fingers filling her insides moved rapidly.