episode_0021

If I were to be completely honest, I thought that I might never again have another day like that with Cheon Soyul.

Wouldn’t anyone? That day, we were just drunk and unconscious, making a mistake. Honestly, it was a pretty impulsive encounter.

Because of that, I thought it wouldn’t be strange if we just pretended it never happened and forgot about each other. At least, until the next morning.

‘But her reaction was calmer than I expected. Or rather, ordinary.’

What was unexpected was her attitude. Cheon Soyul’s behavior towards me hadn’t changed even a tiny bit.

Not only that, but she even ‘comforted herself’ twice right in front of my eyes… and within my hearing.

Around that time, I also thought: *Maybe she isn’t as bothered by that night as I am worried about.*

…I thought it was fortunate, but at the same time, I felt other emotions. What should I call it? A sense of unease? Or perhaps a slight regret?

If I looked into my heart, there was one truth I couldn’t help but acknowledge, even if I didn’t want to.

That was the fact that I considered my first experience with Cheon Soyul to be very meaningful.

My closest friend, and at the same time, the person of the opposite sex I had the worst relationship with, had been wrestling in bed all night.

The immense sense of immorality that fact brought was difficult to express in just a few words.

That’s why there seemed to be regret.

To put it bluntly, it was lingering attachment.

We, who bickered every day, routinely sending lightning or ice shards at each other, had touched bare skin. We had intertwined our bodies. More explicitly, we had sex.

If I were to say it didn’t feel good, that would likely be a 100% pure lie.

Even with memories of a past life, I am still just a youth who has just turned twenty.

It was naturally not easy to endure such intense stimulation. To have endured it would have made me a sage.

And so, whenever it was, the memories inevitably resurfaced. The feel of soft skin, Cheon Soyul’s voice, even the subtle, alluring scent of her body from that time.

It was because of that. While I was slowly becoming aware of my lingering attachment, despite Cheon Soyul’s unexpected seduction…

…I had frozen in place as if I had turned to stone.

This wasn’t an excuse; it was an explanation.

‘…No, is that what it was?’

After a brief, foolish thought, I quickly pulled myself together and subtly glanced up at Cheon Soyul.

She still had her leg stretched out, touching my inner thigh, and that playful touch was incredibly stimulating.

Then, she gradually moved closer. To where? Of course, there was no need to say, towards the ‘thing’ I was currently keeping rigidly upright.

Cheon Soyul cast a quick glance at my lower body, then softly let out a smile that I couldn’t quite decipher.

“It’s standing.”

“…”

She nonchalantly uttered two syllables that severed my last thread of composure.

…I felt like I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“What, if I knew you liked lines like that, I should’ve said them more often? I didn’t think you’d fall so easily, eeek?!”

I instantly sat up and, in a single movement, pulled Cheon Soyul, who had been spouting impudent words, over backwards. A cute yelp echoed softly.

I blinked and looked down at Cheon Soyul. Even with both her wrists caught in my grip, she seemed to know shame, rolling her eyes around.

“…No, that was a mistake just now. You suddenly pounced, it startled me. Are you an animal?”

She seemed to be trying to make an excuse, but it was useless. I sent a chilling gaze towards the pathetic ‘thing’ beneath me.

Cheon Soyul, feeling even greater shame, recoiled her head as if a turtle withdrawing into its shell.

“Hmph, if you’re going to do it, just do it quickly. Why are you staring so much? You’re already aroused, don’t try to set a useless mood…! H-h-hyaang?!”

I didn’t listen to Cheon Soyul any further. I immediately reached out, gripped her adorable breast, and gently rubbed it.

Cheon Soyul, who reflexively let out another cry, was now flushed beyond compare. She seemed utterly mortified.

Of course, my intention was to inflict maximum shame and humiliation on this arrogant girl, so there was no reason to hesitate.

Feeling her bra through her school uniform shirt, I forcefully pushed it down, then directly pinched her perky nipple with my thumb and forefinger.

“…?!”

Cheon Soyul flinched violently, her hips arching sharply. She seemed flustered and bewildered herself; I wondered if she knew that such a youthful reaction only invoked a strange sadistic urge in me.

“Hey, hey. Wait, waaaait…?!”

Cheon Soyul reached out, trembling, as if to stop me, but as I’d already decided, I had no intention of stopping.

Since she was the one who had seduced me first, why would I retreat? As she wished, I intended to satisfy my ‘wife’ fully.

Leaving my hand tormenting Cheon Soyul’s breast, I leaned down slightly. I lowered my head and buried it directly in her neck.

Then, without giving Cheon Soyul a chance to ask what I was doing, I gently flicked my tongue out.

“…Hyaak!”

Feeling her neck, shoulder, and somewhere near her collarbone being licked, Cheon Soyul gasped, letting out a cute moan.

With my other hand, I slowly began to remove her top, while continuing to move my head.

I lightly kissed her cheek, then moved down along her jawline. Next, past her collarbone and upper chest, over her adorable ‘fruits,’ down towards her ribs, her waist, near her belly button. I kept moving steadily downwards.

“Hey, you…! I told you to wait, didn’t I…!”

Even though she was probably feeling a rather satisfying sensation, Cheon Soyul reached out, trying to push my head away.

Analyzing the pitch of her voice, it didn’t seem like she disliked it. Was she merely embarrassed?

If so, there was no reason to stop.

I finally decided to touch her underwear, which was already pulled down beyond her skirt.

“Hie?! E?!”

I didn’t know for sure, but seeing Cheon Soyul’s body suddenly tremble at that moment, her eyes probably quivered as if an earthquake had struck.

Indeed, when I briefly looked up, I saw her covering her face tightly with both hands.

“A-woo, ahh-ooh.”

Our Cheon Soyul-ssi even started making strange noises.

I let out a hollow laugh and playfully asked,

“Giving up already? For someone who was so boldly seducing me, you’re quick to surrender.”

“Be, be quiet…”

Her weak resistance didn’t really convey any sincerity.

I paid no mind and poked her lower belly, the slightly protruding part, with my finger. Lightly, as if to tickle her.

“Ugh, mm…”

I’d touched her just in case, and sure enough, the reaction was immediate.

Cheon Soyul slightly spread her fingers and sent me a look mixed with embarrassment.

“…How long are you going to just, hnn, touch me?”

And with that, she spoke.

I paused for a moment.

What was that? A signal to enter? Really? Is that it? Can I do it right away?

‘…Honestly, it’s hard for me to hold back too.’

As a man, I tried to attempt foreplay somehow, but it wasn’t easy.

At most, imitating gestures I’d seen a few times in videos clearly had its limits.

…Anyway, putting everything else aside, please don’t ask about the source of those videos.

In any case.

“Huu.”

I let out a rough breath, proving that I too was aroused, and looked down at Cheon Soyul, whose ears were flushed red. Then I called out to her.

“Hey.”

“…”

“Cheon Soyul.”

“Why, whyyy!”

Perhaps aware that her voice was trembling like a trembling aspen just by speaking, Cheon Soyul just shook her head without answering, until finally, at my repeated calls, she yelled out.

I chuckled and unbuckled my pants belt.

*Clink.* She must have heard the metallic sound, as Cheon Soyul suddenly flinched and lowered her hands, which had been covering her face, slightly.

Then, with a face even redder than before, she bit her lip.

“Hah. Damn it… How did I end up with a guy like you…”

She glared at me fiercely and muttered disgruntledly. I shrugged, implying I hadn’t heard, and touched her vulva.

It was nothing special, just a light tap with the tip of my index finger. A surprisingly gentle touch for foreplay.

“—?!”

And with just that, Cheon Soyul snapped her head back and suddenly clamped her hand over her mouth. Her hips trembled violently.

“…?”

I paused greatly, blinking my eyes. The reason for my confusion was, of course, the unexpected physical reaction.

“…What?”

I pulled down her white underwear, which was already half-lowered. Even as her body quivered, Cheon Soyul, startled, reached out…

“Huh.”

There was no reason for me to be slower than her weakened efforts. As I pulled her underwear all the way down to her knees, I witnessed a long, sticky, wet silver line stretching between her underwear and her leg.

Its identity… was probably arousal fluid.

Hmm.

Considering Cheon Soyul’s mental state, I simply kept my mouth shut and moved my hand.

She was already thoroughly wet, so my fingers slid in without much resistance.

With a squelching sound, Cheon Soyul’s hips intermittently quivered.

“Hah, ugh, mm, hnn, hnet, heek.”

As the foreplay continued, Cheon Soyul’s moans began to take on a more sensual quality.

There was no resistance. Only Cheon Soyul, twisting her body as if trying to feel even better.

Had she completely erased her shame by now? Normally, if she had already been on the verge after just a few minutes of foreplay, she would have yelled back at me out of embarrassment.

She gently chewed on her finger, which she had pulled close to her lips, and just as my own physical arousal was nearing its peak.

“Hey, ah…”

It was Cheon Soyul who couldn’t hold back first.

She fluttered her lips as if babbling, looking up at me with unfocused eyes.

A gaze, somehow incredibly alluring, met mine.

For some reason, my heart dropped with a thud.

I instinctively flinched.

“…Haaah.”

Cheon Soyul, letting out a heated breath, then reached out to me.

As if desiring something, no.

“…Pl-please, let’s just do it.”

Because she actually desired something, because she wanted me to do something. So, she spoke in a voice laced with seductive charm, as if pleading.

“Stop just using your hands… Let’s, let’s start… okay?”

“…”

It was a plea.

She placed her hand on her fair belly, smiling awkwardly, and lowered her gaze.

Her alluring gaze, of course, landed on my lower body, which was hard with blood engorged.

I lightly covered my eyes and tried to breathe as thinly as possible.

If things continued like this, I really might lose control and pounce on Cheon Soyul. No, that seemed to be exactly what she wanted, but…

Still, weren’t there procedures for these things?

If we just blindly acted on our excitement, something big could happen.

…Right, now that I thought about it, I didn’t have any condoms. It was a damn problem.

I was muttering in discomfort, trying to pinpoint the location of the nearest convenience store near the dorm on the real-time map in my mind.

“Hmm.”

Cheon Soyul blinked briefly, stared up at me intently, and then, as if an idea bulb lit up above her head, nodded decisively.

“Aha.”

Then she reached out her hand. Since we were casually lying down, she reached towards the bed right beside us. No, *under* it.

“…?”

The moment I furrowed one eye in confusion, Cheon Soyul pulled something out from the narrow space beneath the bed.

…A rectangular box, a package that looked quite familiar for some reason.

It was a condom.

“…Why did you put that under the bed…?”

I asked in an incredulous voice, dumbfounded, and Cheon Soyul, as if embarrassed, held up the condom box to slightly cover her face.

“…Don’t misunderstand. I just took it out in advance when the doorbell rang.”

“…”

She seemed to be trying to say that she didn’t keep it under the bed normally.

But to me, it simply sounded like she had been expecting this situation ever since I arrived at her dorm entrance.

‘This is driving me crazy.’

I let out a light, hollow laugh and decided not to hold back any longer.

“Heeek?”

Immediately, I scooped up Cheon Soyul, who let out a bewildered sound, and headed straight for the bed.

I loosened my tie, and Cheon Soyul swallowed dryly, pulling the blanket slightly.

Almost half-naked, she rolled her eyes around, sneaking glances at me.

For a moment, our gazes locked in the middle.

“…Hnn…”

Cheon Soyul’s lower belly twitched, and her shoulders trembled with an excited expression.

The time was 10 PM.