330. Catfight (15)

I thought it was natural for her to be angry, and that I deserved at least a slap.

But far from getting angry, seeing Haeun smiling now without even a hint of pain, the tension I’d been unnecessarily holding onto melted away as smoothly as cotton candy.

“Come here. Leave the others to sleep,”

“Okay.”

Pulled by the hand of Haeun, who was wearing only a negligee, I slipped out into the living room.

Haeun’s unexpectedly calm attitude made me feel unnecessarily guilty, but even before that, lust began to creep in.

I had already poured out more than enough passion onto Seo Ye-eun, so seeing her dressed like that shouldn’t have stirred anything in me.

The silhouette visible through the thin fabric, illuminated by the faint moonlight, made me swallow unnecessarily.

Maybe it was also because of what I hadn’t been able to do for the past few days.

Originally, if they hadn’t shown up, I had intended to release all that pent-up energy onto Haeun.

“Aren’t you hungry? Want to have a late-night snack?”

“Don’t you not have anything at home?”

“Why not. There is, you know… mama.”

“…Hey.”

“Puhuhup.”

As if reading my mind exactly, Haeun cupped her breasts with both hands, gently shaking them as she casually thrust them towards me.

Of course, I could make your body produce milk like the other girls anytime you wanted, but still, I didn’t want to steal and eat it.

But contrary to my true feelings, my head bowed down on its own, burying itself deep between her cleavage.

“What the. You said you didn’t want it though. …Did you want mama that badly?”

“…Stop saying weird things.”

“Oogugu. Our poor Master, what will you do, being so hungry.”

“Ah, come on.”

“Eat a lot? Now, since you’re the baby’s dad, you need to eat and gain strength.”

She, much smaller than me except for her breasts, held my stiff body in her embrace, babbling strange sounds while stroking my short hair.

It felt like the arousal and unnecessary sense of responsibility I’d felt until just now were disappearing, and my head, despite being buried in her cleavage, calmed down surprisingly well.

“…Shall we go to bed like this, Master?”

“…Yeah.”

Haeun, who had been stroking me for a while, carefully bit my ear and pulled me into an empty room.

Unlike the other rooms, inside the soundproofed space where no sound could leak out, we lay on the bed in the same position, enjoying only each other’s heartbeats, lying silently for a long time.

“Hoo… I told you to eat mama, but you’re absolutely not eating. Our Master.”

“It’s not coming out, you idiot.”

“Then will you eat it if it really comes out?”

“…I’ll think about that when the time comes.”

“Seriously, you pervert. …I’ll get angry if you steal and eat everything meant for the baby later?”

“Okay.”

As I played along with Haeun’s joke that broke the silence first, she chuckled pishik-pishik, hugged me even tighter, and rubbed my face between her breasts until I could barely breathe.

Somehow, even when I managed to inhale, I couldn’t smell anything but the sweet scent of her skin, let alone fresh air.

It was such a familiar scent that it didn’t make my head spin, but the cozy smell made me want to fall asleep right there, so I stopped thinking and lay quietly.

“…Joo-hyuk-ah.”

“Yeah.”

“When are we going to get married?”

“…Whenever you want.”

She, who had just had sex with another woman-

No, to be precise, bringing up the word ‘marriage’ to a man who had just gotten his girlfriend’s younger sister pregnant.

“What about the honeymoon?”

“We should go right after registering the marriage.”

“…You’ll have the wedding ceremony just the two of us, right?”

“Because I want to see you in a wedding dress.”

“Not in a maid or bunny girl outfit?”

“…That’s one thing, but I want to see other outfits too.”

“Heuh-heuh.”

It gently prodded my conscience, which I thought I had ground up and destroyed long ago.

…My guilt, which I had thrown away well over half a year ago,

It kept pulling to the surface.

“Haa, meeting the wrong man. I can’t even have a proper wedding ceremony, what is this.”

“I’m sorry.”

“If it’s just the two of us, you can’t receive gift money. But I have to diligently pay gift money when my friends get married.”

“Just don’t pay it either.”

“Are you telling me to break up with all my friends? Then I’d have to hang out only with you forever?”

“…I’ll take responsibility, so go ahead.”

“…Heh-heh.”

As I casually threw her the words she wanted, who kept teasing me,

She started hugging me even tighter, smiling happily like a puppy who heard, ‘Let’s go for a walk.’

By this point, I was seriously starting to suffocate, so as I pushed her away slightly, Haeun pouted, pulled down the negligee sleeve, revealing her bare shoulder and breast.

“You’ll really take responsibility, right?”

“I’ve already told you dozens of times.”

“…Even if Hinami and Ye-eun get pregnant, you won’t neglect me, right?”

“I promise.”

“If you break that promise… I’ll spill everything? That a man named ‘Kang Joo-hyuk,’ a former pro baseball player, gaslit the Director’s daughter, took her virginity, then abandoned her because his eyes wandered to another woman.”

“I won’t abandon you.”

“I can’t believe it just from words, so prove it with your body.”

Gathering the cleavage I had been buried in until just a moment ago with both arms, she thrust her plump breasts towards me.

She pleaded with me, asking me to express it with my tongue, not just words.

“…Yes, like that.”

I buried my face again in her breasts, which were anxiously craving me, stuck out my tongue, and moistly sucked on her nipple where the milk came out.

She looked down at me with a motherly expression, stroking me with an affectionate touch.

…Was it because I knew that only difficult things remained,

that I didn’t want to escape from that cozy touch for some reason.

“…Before meeting you, I never thought I’d be giving milk to anyone.”

“Hey, that sounds weird.”

“Why not. Isn’t it true? …I am giving mama right now to our cute Master, aren’t I?”

“Why are you using me like this, instead of proper words like foreplay or caress-“

“You treat me like a child all the time. Don’t you remember always saying ‘good boy, good boy’ and finding me cute?”

“That is-“

“Ah, shut up, really. Just quietly suck the milk… Don’t you want to eat?”

“….”

It wasn’t unpleasant to be stroked so thoroughly by her, who had always only acted spoiled towards me.

It wasn’t like I wanted to act spoiled like her, absolutely not.

“…Eat slowly until you’re full. No one’s going to take it away.”

“Aren’t I stealing and eating the baby’s share?”

“Well… you haven’t decided to have a baby yet. …With this much, there will be plenty left even if you eat it all up, Master?”

“…That’s true, but.”

“So, don’t worry and eat. …It’s exclusively for our Master for a while.”

…I wanted to let go of responsibility just once.

If you asked if I had ever taken responsibility for anything until now, I couldn’t answer proudly.

Because there were just too many people I had to take responsibility for.

I must have been tired too.

“…Heeu. Ah, even though I’m sucking gently, it feels subtly different because I’m doing it for so long….”

“Shall I stop?”

“Eung… It’s okay to stop if your stomach is full, Master.”

“…Okay.”

After sucking and licking until that tiredness completely subsided, around the time a suggestive look appeared on her face instead of coziness,

I swished my finger to wipe the wet nipple, then pulled Haeun’s half-stripped negligee all the way down.

“What are you doing, you’ll stretch the clothes.”

“Ah, sorry.”

“…I’ll raise my hands, so take it off this way.”

But because it got caught on her hips and wouldn’t come off easily, the mood was slightly broken, but.

After somehow getting the clothes off, I climbed on top of her and looked at her breasts, one side flushed red.

“…You really like breasts, don’t you.”

“Most guys probably do.”

“Indeed. Since high school, the only man who hasn’t looked at my breasts is my dad.”

“Your sister is smaller than you, but men go crazy for her.”

“Exactly. That’s what’s funny. I’m bigger, so why do people only like Ye-eun?”

“Because she’s an idiot.”

“…Then do you like me because you’re smart?”

“No, I’m an idiot too.”

“Pfft.”

She grabbed my hand, which was spouting foolish talk, and placed it on her breasts.

“…If I touch this, do I become an idiot?”

“Yeah.”

“Then squeeze them tighter. …Joo-hyuk, when you’re smart, you’re scary and inhuman. Hurry up and become stupid like before.”

“…It seems my intelligence is dropping a bit, but.”

“Puhuhuh… Then a bit more. …If I knead them with both hands, won’t I become completely stupid?”

“….”

After making me completely foolish, she was giggling shishil all by herself, perfectly fine.

…So that even a fool could understand.

She gently closed her eyes, waiting for my foolish kiss.

“…Eung….”

But I moved my hands from holding her breasts, intertwined my fingers with hers,

and shared a kiss with Haeun that was somewhat rational, yet

so emotional.

“…How many people have you kissed with that dirty tongue, our Master?”

“For starters, I’ve never kissed a man.”

“Of course. You flirt.”

“What can I do when you don’t dislike it?”

“You’re the one who made me this way.”

“Sorry.”

It was too spicy for lovers to share, but.

While having a conversation that was strangely sweet for a Master and pet,

“…Since we just did a lot of ‘mating’ until a moment ago, this time, leisurely ‘sex’… please.”

“….”

“I don’t want to add to your burden yet. …I’ll take it slow.”

“…Thank you.”

…With her, who thinks of me first no matter what happens.

We shared ‘love’.

More than the physical pleasure I had enjoyed to the point of sickness,

the sense of security that there was someone to share my burden,

came to me much more thrillingly.