Smut

Narin and Danwoo are in an arranged marriage, and on their wedding night, they simply sleep side by side without any intimacy. Narin tries not to think about it, but she can’t help wondering if she lacks appeal. One day, while exploring a bustling market full of curious items, she purchases a mysterious incense burner recommended by a vendor. The seller claims that lighting incense in it will instantly enchant whoever smells it. Eager to test it, Narin lights the incense, and Danwoo, inhaling its scent, feels an unfamiliar heat rising within him. Sensing the moment, Narin approaches him, only to be grabbed from behind by someone else. Turning around, she is shocked to see another Danwoo standing there.

After six years of life as an author, Yoon Seri hits a new hurdle: writer’s block. Determined to overcome it, she sets her sights on a new genre, R-rated literature, only to find that her lack of experience is holding her back. Her search for a sexual sensei leads her to Lee Siyoon, a man willing to show her the ropes in more ways than one. But after her first taste of sexual liberty, she finds she can’t stop thinking about it.

After unexpectedly reuniting with her childhood friend-turned-neighbor, Seri realizes there might be more than one way to break this writer’s block after all…

Assassin-for-hire Cheon Seowoo. After another successful mission, Seowoo is about to make her escape. But not before taking a pretty young thing home to toy with as her reward…

The thing about growing up in the countryside is you see the same sights day-in, day-out, and for Jinwoo, that means being teased mercilessly by the same local girls. He has a slight reprieve when his family move to Seoul, but when Jinwoo drops out of university, he decides to head back home to help with the family business. The problem is, the position he was promised doesn’t exist, and he instead finds himself the live-in housekeeper of his grandpa’s latest venture – a local share house. To top it all off, Jinwoo finds his hometown, and specifically his new home, is now full of bonafide hotties! With this many young people under one roof, it surely won’t be long before emotions start running high and clothes start coming off…

After Rei’s parents leave him to live alone in their country house, he meets with his childhood friends Midori and Shiho.

For my friend’s father, for him, I am just a child. You say you think of me as a daughter, but you know what? I’m lusting towards you every day…

You can’t imagine how hard it is to live with your stepmom. She’s ten years older and always tells me Don’t Call Me Stepmom. I’m trying to keep my distance, but it’s not quite working out…

Hector never expected his father’s final legacy to be more than just marble and myth.

Known across the art world as a master sculptor, his father passed away mere days before the unveiling of his most anticipated work—Minor: David. As Hector sifts through his father’s belongings, tying up loose ends, he uncovers a secluded villa tucked away from the public eye. What he finds there changes everything.

Inside the villa is Enoch—a quiet, enigmatic young man whose presence is as unsettling as it is magnetic. Hector has no memory of him, no context. And yet, the resemblance is unmistakable: Enoch is the very image of the statue his father sculpted in secret.

But Enoch is no muse by choice.

Torn between grief and obsession, Hector’s fascination takes a darker turn. Enoch, sensing the shift, knows he must run. What follows is a dangerous game—part chase, part descent into the primal instincts that haunt every man. In this silent struggle between predator and prey, only one truth remains:

Art reveals the soul… but it may also unearth the monster beneath it.

A fateful mix-up brings an unexpected twist to a student’s life at a cram school. When a mysterious package meant for his star lecturer, who shares his name, lands in his hands, an unusual relationship begins to unfold between them – one that blurs the lines between student and teacher.

Sua, who has been transferred to 1: 1 Piti at a friend’s recommendation, learns hard to exercise, and she is worried about the bucket of the teacher who keeps reaching her lower body. “쌤 쌤 There’s a bucket of water … Can’t you take it out?” “bucket?” “… there … that’s … I think it’s hard in between …” “Ah … this is not a bucket …”