Ch.225225. Untied Bikini

“Let’s try to calm down by doing something else.”

When Hwa Nabi said “something else,” her gaze landed on the right. I looked in that direction too.

There sat the sunscreen bottle that we—no, that I had applied and left behind.

“Since you’ve already applied yours, it’s my turn now, right?”

Hwa Nabi, settled comfortably on the picnic mat, murmured with a relaxed expression. Seeing her lying there motionless, she was essentially asking me to apply sunscreen on her body.

Ah, well. I suppose what goes around comes around. Hwa Nabi applied sunscreen on me, so now it’s my turn to do the same for her, right? It’s only fair to give back what you receive. Only a real jerk would take from a woman and give nothing in return.

“…”

That makes sense, but I don’t know why my heart is pounding so much. It’s not like this is the first time I’ve applied sunscreen for her, so why am I like this? Is it because her swimsuit design is different from before?

Is it because Hwa Nabi’s outfit is a black bikini crossing her white skin? Is that why my mind is in such turmoil?

“Siwoo.”

“Oh, yes?”

In the midst of my racing thoughts, Hwa Nabi’s voice brought me back to reality. I quickly raised my head to answer, and she looked at me with a leisurely gaze.

“I can’t reach my back.”

“…Alright.”

Right, this is no time to be spacing out. I gulped and collected myself. Then I reached forward and slowly placed my hand on Hwa Nabi’s back.

“Can I untie it?”

“Yeees. Go ahead.”

“Go ahead,” she says. Her tone was completely reversed, but I had no room to point that out. Honestly, just holding onto my sanity was already pushing my limits.

If we were indoors instead of outdoors, and if I was certain no one was watching, who knows what might have happened.

“Mmm, hnn…”

As I slipped my fingers between the bikini string and her skin, she must have felt ticklish because she let out a strange nasal sound while lying on her back.

As if my heart wasn’t racing enough already, she keeps playing with my emotions. While gently untying her bikini knot, I said:

“If you make strange noises, others might misunderstand.”

“Hehe, what does it matter? There’s nobody around here anyway.”

“There may not be other guests, but there are security guards…”

Since we only requested distant security to keep regular beachgoers away, we wouldn’t see their faces, but they’d come running at the first sign of anything suspicious, so inappropriate behavior is off-limits.

For instance, anything… intimate.

“Anyway, are you done yet?”

“Yes, I’ve untied it. Don’t move now, okay?”

Since I’ve completely untied her bikini strings, something might happen if she gets up. She probably knows this well, but just to be safe, I warned her. In response, Hwa Nabi deliberately shifted her body as if to show me.

She propped herself up on her elbows, slightly raising her upper body, pretending to show me as her compressed chest returned to its natural shape.

“What, you mean don’t move like this?”

“Hey, hey, what are you doing?”

Alarmed, I quickly grabbed her shoulders to stop her. This pressed her chest against the ground, changing its shape in various ways.

Her chest is naturally large, so it gets compressed and changes shape like that. I was inwardly impressed before coming to my senses. This isn’t the time to be impressed, is it? Not yet, not yet.

“Ah… you startled me.”

“Heh, getting surprised over a little joke.”

“There are jokes you can make and ones you shouldn’t. Be careful. Someone might really see you.”

Hwa Nabi is great in many ways, but she occasionally likes to tease me without caring about others’ eyes, just to put me in difficult situations. This is one of those times. Verbal jokes only surprise me and that’s the end of it, but when actions are involved, it’s different.

Sometimes, if we’re really unlucky, others might actually see, right? That would be a disaster. It wasn’t quite a warning, more like a request born from that concern.

“Why, are you worried someone might see?”

“Of course, that’s obvious…”

“Don’t worry.”

Cutting me off mid-sentence, Hwa Nabi turned her head. With half-lidded eyes, a slight blush, and a subtle smile on her lips, she gazed at me intently.

“The only one who gets to see me like this is you, Siwoo.”

I was suddenly at a loss for words. I hadn’t expected Hwa Nabi to say something like that.

Not knowing how to respond, I just mumbled incoherently while staring at her.

Her pink hair beautifully glistening in the sunlight, her untied bikini. Her smooth back, firm erector spinae muscles. Her voluptuous buttocks, long thighs and calves.

“…”

With her swimsuit covering an area no different from underwear, all of this was visible without filter. I was lost in admiring Hwa Nabi’s figure for quite some time before a laugh brought me back to my senses.

“My eyes are on my face, not my buttocks.”

***

“…”

Without any exaggeration, he’s been staring at my back with his mouth slightly open for nearly a minute now. I think that’s more than enough service time. I quietly spoke up.

“My eyes are on my face, not my buttocks?”

Only then did his consciousness seem to return from outer space, as focus returned to his half-dazed eyes. He lifted his gaze from my buttocks to my face.

He seemed to be pretending not to have looked, or acting like it was nothing, but it was pointless since I had already caught him.

“Huh? What?”

“When talking to someone, you should look at their eyes. Why are you looking at my buttocks?”

“…I wasn’t looking at your buttocks.”

As if you weren’t. Maybe I’d believe you if you wiped the drool from your lips before saying such things?

I tapped the corner of my right lip with my finger, indicating something was there, and he raised the back of his hand to wipe his lips. He glanced at the saliva on his hand and, seemingly embarrassed, quickly rubbed it away.

“You were looking while literally drooling.”

“This is… not drool, but tears. Tears.”

“Does Siwoo cry from his mouth too?”

“No. Tears flowed down and got on my lips.”

“Oh, is that so? Not drool but tears. Were they tears of sadness or something?”

“Not tears of sadness, but tears of emotion, perhaps…?”

I wonder what exactly he was looking at to feel such emotion. The way his gaze moves up and down is quite a spectacle. Since he’s already been caught, has he given up on hiding it?

Despite all his pretending, he doesn’t even try to hide his gaze as he stares at my buttocks and back. His eyes are so honest that it’s actually funny. There’s something almost cute about a man twice my size acting this way.

“Are you confessing that you got emotional looking at your wife’s buttocks?”

“Wife?”

“We’re married, so I’m your wife. Am I not?”

I asked while slightly lifting my right foot, wiggling it as if to show him. He stared at the sole of my foot for a moment, then chuckled and grabbed my ankle.

“Yes, you are my wife. And I am your husband.”

“Not husband, but ‘master.'”

“I’m really sorry, but could you not call me ‘master’?”

“Why, don’t you like it?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it. But every time I hear it, my chest feels ticklish.”

Feeling ticklish in his chest means he likes hearing it but feels embarrassed, right? Then I should do it more. I should unify the title so he becomes immune to the word ‘master.’

I nodded as if I understood, and he sighed softly in relief. I seized the opportunity to address him with the title.

“Master, are you not going to apply sunscreen yet?”

“…What did you say?”

Mission accomplished. He looks at me with an expression of being caught off guard. I pretended not to know anything, tilting my head with an innocent face despite what I’d just said.

“Didn’t you hear me? I asked when you’re going to apply sunscreen, master.”

“Nabi, did you really understand what I…”

…He’s not stupid, so there’s no way he didn’t understand, right? Thinking that, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Seeing my smile, he stopped mid-sentence, then laughed back as if in disbelief.

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

“Hmm… no? I’m not doing it on purpose.”

“There wasn’t even a subject in the sentence, so how did you know what I was asking about?”

“Well, you already know that, don’t you? I don’t.”

Since I was already caught, I decided to be brazen about it. He grinned as if finding it amusing, then grabbed my ankle and placed his finger on the sole of my foot.

“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll have to ask this part again.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he wiggled his fingers to tickle the sole of my foot. The stimulating, ticklish sensation made me burst into laughter.

“…Hah! Ah, wait. Siwoo, wai-!”

“Are you going to be cheeky or not?”

“Ah, I won’t be cheeky! So please let me off just this once, mmm! It tickles, …heeng!”

Only after a series of inarticulate sounds escaped my mouth did he finally stop the tickling.

After catching my breath while lying face down, I flipped over onto my back because my chest felt tight.

“Hey, hey, Nabi. You can’t lie like that!”

“Ah… I don’t care. It’s hard to breathe. I want to stay like this.”

“I’m telling you, you can’t do this. What if someone sees?”

“I don’t know, master made me like this. So take responsibility.”

I stretched my hands forward, waiting as if telling him to handle it. He looked around nervously, then carefully took my hands and gently pulled me into his embrace.

“Stay like this until you calm down a bit.”

He whispered slowly in my ear, wrapping his arm around my waist so I could lean on him comfortably.

To make myself more comfortable, I climbed onto his thighs and hugged him face-to-face.

“Ah, it’s nice and firm.”

“Isn’t this the moment to say ‘comfortable’ instead?”

“I’m not sure about comfortable, but something is definitely hard.”

As I said this while slightly moving my lower body against his, he flinched and visibly panicked. Instead of calming down as I suggested, he seemed to be getting more excited.

Hmm, I was being a bit mischievous, wasn’t I? His reactions were amusing, so I kept teasing him with various skinship, and somehow we ended up like this.

“…”

Maybe it’s because I can feel something bulging. My thoughts keep drifting in that direction too.

Honestly, I’d like to just take him to the hotel room and do all sorts of things… but that would be problematic.

Neither of us has properly enjoyed anything yet, so it didn’t seem like the right time.

“…Siwoo.”

Yes, it’s not the right time yet. But we can still enjoy a little bit, right? As I gently stroked the back of his head and called out to him, he was startled and released his arms from around my waist. He looks like someone who’s committed a crime, when I’m the one having naughty thoughts.

“Mmm, what is it?”

“Um, please apply sunscreen on me.”

“Ah, yes. Are you feeling calmer now?”

“No, I’m not calm yet. But I still want sunscreen applied.”

“…Huh?”

I’m not sure if he doesn’t understand, or if he understands but finds it hard to accept. Either way, what I wanted to say was already decided. I moved my hand from the back of his head to wrap around his neck area and whispered slowly:

“Apply it like this.”