NTR: Minor Villain Wants to Be the Main Villain

"They circled us..."

Artis continued, his voice dropping to a whisper for dramatic effect. He leaned in closer to Hajin, his eyes wide with mock horror.

"They circled us like predators, their eyes cold and cruel."

He shuddered, throwing in a little quiver for good measure.

"Then... one of them punched me. Just one punch. Right here."

He tapped his jaw, looking utterly betrayed.

"Knocked me out cold."

Hajin gasped, his hand flying to his mouth.

"N-No way!"

He was buying this. He was actually buying this crap. Lily was torn between slapping some sense into him and laughing her ass off.

"Oh yes."

Artis said, nodding gravely.

"I went down like a sack of potatoes. And then... their cold eyes... turned to her."

He pointed dramatically at Lily, who just blinked, her brain struggling to process this nonsense.

Hajin's eyes widened, his whole body tensing like he was about to have a panic attack.

"A-And then? What happened to Lily?!"

His voice cracked, his eyes starting to water. Was he about to cry? Oh god, he was about to cry.

Artis placed a hand over his heart, his expression pained, as if he was reliving the most traumatic experience of his life.

"They surrounded her... their faces twisted with... desire."

He said the last word with so much venom that even Lily shivered a little. Damn, he was good.

"And then..."

He paused, looking at the ground as if the memory was too painful to continue.

Hajin was shaking, his knuckles white as he gripped his own shirt.

"T-Then what?"

Artis took a deep breath, his shoulders trembling.

"They... they started arguing."

Hajin blinked.

"...Arguing?"

"Yes!"

Artis shouted, his hands flying into the air with exaggerated flair.

"Arguing! Like wild animals! Real nasty, too. They wanted her... but they couldn't decide... who would get to touch her first... who wanted a piece of her fat ass."

Hajin's jaw dropped, his face turning as pale as a ghost.

"No... No way... They... they were... t-they were fighting over her?"

His voice was barely a whisper, like he couldn't even believe what he was hearing.

Lily's face flushed crimson.

'Fat ass?'

Oh, this motherfucker did not just say that! Her fingers twitched, and before she could even think, she pinched his back hard. Real hard.

Artis shuddered, a jolt running up his spine as he fought to keep his composure.

"Nngh... A-Anyway..."

He cleared his throat, throwing her a quick look that promised payback.

"They were fighting over her... like wolves over a piece of meat."

Lily pouted, crossing her arms tightly under her chest.

Fat ass? Who the hell talks about a lady's ass in front of her fiancé? The absolute nerve. And what did he even mean by fat? Like... in a good way or a bad way? Not that she cared, obviously.

Hajin was still hanging on to every word, his face pale.

"Th-then what happened?"

Artis threw his arms up, his voice rising with exaggerated horror.

"Then all hell broke loose!"

He shook his head, eyes wide.

"They started punching each other... no, wait... they were breaking each other's bones. Arms snapping like twigs, legs bending the wrong way, jaws hanging off their faces... It was a bloodbath!"

Hajin's face was turning green. He looked like he was about to throw up.

"Th-That sounds horrible... A-And... Lily was...?"

"Terrified," Artis said solemnly, nodding. "She was terrified. Her whole body was shaking."

He cast a glance at Lily, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

"I mean, who wouldn't be? A beautiful woman surrounded by wild beasts, fighting over her luscious—"

He felt another pinch, this one even harder.

"Nnngh!—Her... um... purity. Yeah, her purity."

Lily's nails dug into his back as she leaned in and hissed...

"Watch it."

Her cheeks were burning, and she was pretty sure steam was coming out of her ears.

Luscious, huh? Oh, he was asking for it.

Artis cleared his throat, maintaining his over-the-top theatrics.

"Then things got... weird." He put his hands on his head, his expression one of utter disbelief. "Real weird."

Hajin swallowed, his voice a tiny whisper.

"W-Weird... how?"

Artis leaned in, lowering his voice like he was sharing some forbidden secret.

"Well... apparently, one guy punched another so hard that his pants fell down. And then..."

He paused, glancing around like he was checking for eavesdroppers.

"They started fighting with their dicks out."

Hajin's jaw dropped.

"...Wh-What?"

"Yeah, man," Artis said, his face completely serious. "It was like a sword fight... but with cocks. Just... swinging everywhere. And these guys... they weren't small, either. We're talking anacondas. It was terrifying!"

Lily's jaw hit the floor.

'What in the name of all things holy...'

Her hands flew to her face, half wanting to smack him, half wanting to die from embarrassment. But she couldn't look away. This was... she didn't even have words for this.

Hajin looked like he'd been hit by a truck.

"Th-They were... fighting... with their...?"

Artis nodded grimly, his face a perfect mask of seriousness.

"Yep. It was chaos. And then... it got even worse."

He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"One guy... I don't even know how... but his face fell right into another guy's lap."

Hajin gasped.

"NO!"

"Oh, yes," Artis said, his eyes wide with fake trauma. "And the guy... the guy who got his dick sucked... he just... he just went with it, man. He moaned. Loud."

Hajin covered his mouth, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Wh-What kind of... nightmare...?"

Artis nodded solemnly.

"I know. I know. It was the most messed-up thing I've ever seen. But then... the guy who accidentally did the sucking..."

Artis paused, his shoulders shaking as he struggled to keep his composure.

"...He swallowed."

Lily lost it. She doubled over, her shoulders shaking as she tried to muffle her laughter. This was... this was insane. This was the most absurd bullshit she'd ever heard, and yet... it was so entertaining.

Hajin looked like he'd been punched in the gut.

"He... he...?"

"He swallowed, man," Artis said, his voice quivering. "And then... he ran. He just... ran away, screaming. I... I don't think he'll ever be the same again."