Ch.240240. A Very Naughty Prank

“Is that your first wish?”

“It’s not a wish, more like preparation needed before making a wish?”

I couldn’t understand what she was asking me to set up as preliminary preparation. Actually, I probably did understand, but I decided to pretend I didn’t. No particular reason—it just seemed more fun that way.

“Really? Then what’s your actual wish?”

“I’ll tell you after you get it up.”

“Nabi, you should help me get it up. I just finished, so I’m tired.”

“You manage to get it up just fine by yourself normally.”

Shutting me down with facts. But I wasn’t going to admit defeat so easily. If I’d expected this, I wouldn’t have started in the first place.

I lazily stretched my arms and wrapped them around the headboard of the bed. I kept my expression as relaxed as possible, like someone with no regrets, which made Hwa Nabi narrow her eyes. Her look said, “A man shouldn’t go back on his word.”

“Normal times are normal times, and now is now.”

“What’s the difference between normal times and now?”

“Hmm, maybe the location? Normally we do it in Korea, but right now we’re in Puerto Rico.”

“Oh, come on. You’re just being difficult on purpose, aren’t you? Don’t you want to do it with me?”

How could I not want to? It’s not that I don’t want to—I’m just trying to take control of the situation. I kept that thought to myself and just smiled instead of answering.

Without a mirror, I couldn’t see exactly what my face looked like, but I probably appeared very relaxed. Hwa Nabi stared at me for a moment before saying:

“Wow… when you smile like that, you look really devious.”

“……”

I should pretend I didn’t hear that too. I turned my attention to the television and focused on the movie. We must have made quite a bit of progress while we were doing… that, because the movie had already reached its climax.

From the dialogue, it seemed like only the final battle between the protagonist pair and the villain remained, and right before that battle, the female and male protagonists were about to make love in a secret room…

-Click.

Just as things were getting interesting, the TV turned off. Hwa Nabi had somehow moved close enough to operate the built-in remote. I noticed her lips were slightly pouty—she seemed a bit upset that I wasn’t focusing on her.

“Fine, okay. I’ll help you get it up myself. That’s what you want, right?”

Hwa Nabi emphasized each word as she spoke, and I could feel her grip tightening. To be clear, she was gripping my thing. Her hands were so delicate that it didn’t hurt, but having such a precious part of me in someone else’s hands was strangely unsettling.

“If you squeeze that hard, it’ll go down instead of up.”

“Then how should I do it?”

Was she asking because she already knew, or because she genuinely didn’t know? It seemed 99% likely to be the former, and if so, she shouldn’t have asked me such a question. I tapped the stack of cards I’d placed at the head of the bed and said:

“It’s probably written on here.”

“Ah… so you’re going to keep this up? Fine, draw a card. Let’s see what comes up.”

As Hwa Nabi suggested, I pulled out the top card and flipped it over. The instruction read: ‘Bathe each other after the game ends.’

This was unexpected. I’d drawn the card thinking some mischievous command would come up. Embarrassed by the card I’d chosen myself, I glanced at Hwa Nabi. It seemed unexpected for her too, as she was looking back at me with a peculiar expression.

“…Honey, this isn’t something we can do right now.”

“Yeah… should we skip it for now?”

“Yes, let’s do that. It’s my turn to draw now, right?”

Just as I had done, Hwa Nabi drew the top card from the stack. About half the cards remained, and since the intensity seemed to increase toward the end, this command would probably be a bit stronger.

I was secretly looking forward to seeing what she drew, but Hwa Nabi just stared at the card intently. What’s wrong with her?

“What did you get?”

“Caress the other person’s upper body for three minutes.”

“…Oh.”

So that’s why she was hesitating. This command was more direct than something like “do whatever you want to the other person for a few minutes.” The latter might not include anything sexual, but when it specifically says “caress,” that’s unavoidable.

Fortunately, it was limited to the upper body, and three minutes was very short. I could just mentally sing the national anthem through the third verse and it would be over.

While I was having these useless thoughts, Hwa Nabi gently put down the card and lightly grabbed my side. Her gaze was straight ahead, and she was positioned on top of my right thigh. Naturally, we were facing each other.

“Don’t move from this position.”

She didn’t need to specify that—I wasn’t planning to move anyway. I nodded to show I understood, and Hwa Nabi brought her upper body closer until our chests were pressed together. Her soft, voluminous breasts pressed against my body, changing shape as they were compressed.

It was truly a spectacular sight, and as I stared blankly at it, I felt her gaze and looked up. Hwa Nabi was watching me with a smile. Her face seemed to say, “I knew you’d be like this.”

“Does my husband like his noona’s breasts that much?”

“Yeah… well, they’re nice.”

It would be a lie to say I didn’t like them. I answered honestly without thinking, and Hwa Nabi let out a sweet laugh. It’s such a charming laugh whenever I hear it, and I was about to smile back when… smack, our lips suddenly met. Hwa Nabi had kissed me first.

But that wasn’t the end of it. She gently tapped my front teeth with her soft tongue, and as soon as my teeth parted, she quickly slipped her tongue in and wrapped it around mine. The saliva in my mouth traveled along her tongue into her mouth, and her saliva flowed into mine.

This was no light kiss, even as a figure of speech. It was a sticky, erotic kiss that truly lived up to the word “caress,” with our tongues intertwined as we sucked on each other passionately.

As we shared this passionate kiss, our bodies naturally pressed together without any gaps. Our chests, already pressed together, were now completely flush against each other, and Hwa Nabi’s erect nipples rubbed against my chest muscles.

The sensation of her protruding nipples against my chest was strangely electrifying. Hwa Nabi seemed to feel the same way, as she sucked on my tongue earnestly, letting out irrepressible moans whenever her nipples rubbed against me.

“Mmm, smack, mmm, ahhh…”

By this point, it was less like “caressing” and more like confirming our love… but neither of us was in a state to care about such distinctions. What mattered most was feeling our affection and love for each other with our entire bodies.

Enjoying the sweet breath on my nose, I opened my eyes slightly to look at Hwa Nabi. She too had her eyes half-open, looking at me, and her slightly wet eyes were full of desire and love. The love manifested as affectionate kisses, and the desire was evident in how she subtly rubbed her lower body against my thigh. She was probably doing this unconsciously because she was too excited… but I didn’t point it out. I enjoyed it too.

“…Nabi.”

“Yes, what is it…?”

“I think three minutes have passed…”

“I don’t think so…?”

“No, they have. It’s your turn.”

“…Really? Haah, but honey. I just…”

Hwa Nabi looks at me quietly with a voice full of aegyo. Though she didn’t say anything specific, her pleading eyes and wet underwear were the strongest temptation.

If I went along with her now, we’d naturally continue what we were doing. But suddenly, I wanted to tease her just a little bit more. I was curious, as a man, to see how she would change if we went further—it was a curiosity I simply couldn’t resist.

“Let’s… draw the next card first. Maybe the next one will tell us to continue this.”

“…Alright, then…”

She still wasn’t quite herself, as her speech pattern had reverted to normal. I was a bit worried if she was really okay, but she could move her fingers, so she seemed fine.

Still in my arms, she struggled to place her finger on the card stack and carefully selected one. But her fingertips were trembling so much that it looked pitiful.

Since I was partly responsible for her state, I placed my hand on top of hers to help her, gripping both the card and her finger to flip it over.

“It says… ‘Have your hands tied and be caressed’…”

After I read the instruction, Hwa Nabi looked at me with a complex expression, half disappointed and half expectant. The disappointment was probably because a more intense command hadn’t come up, and the expectation was for what I was about to do.

I carefully took hold of Hwa Nabi’s wrists resting on my abdomen and gently turned them toward her back. Since we didn’t have anything to tie them with, I planned to temporarily hold her arms behind her back in an embrace. This would prevent her from moving her arms, which would effectively be the same result.

Hwa Nabi seemed to understand my intention and willingly offered her arms. I turned her left arm behind her, then her right, and gently held her wrists as I embraced her. In this position, Hwa Nabi couldn’t move her arms. She could force them free if she wanted to, but there was no reason to, and she wouldn’t.

This meant… I could now touch Hwa Nabi however I wanted. Whether it was her breasts that were lightly pressed against me, or her wet lower body, or anywhere else.

“…What are you going to do now?”

Hwa Nabi, now unable to move, asked cautiously. But I didn’t need to answer. Without saying anything, I started by kissing her lips. Since she had initiated our previous kiss, I was taking the lead this time.

Of course, this wasn’t a light kiss. I pressed my lips against Hwa Nabi’s as if devouring her, inserted my tongue, and sucked roughly, sharing an intense kiss. It was such a fierce and sticky deep kiss that Hwa Nabi’s wrists, held in my grip, twitched repeatedly.

It was so intense that a few drops of saliva leaked from between our pressed lips. Instinctively licking my lips, I gently bit and sucked on Hwa Nabi’s lower lip, then moved my hand over her bra. When I tapped the protruding center part with my thumb, she closed her legs and tightly squeezed my right thigh.

The wetness I felt on my thigh was probably from Hwa Nabi’s soaked underwear. Being a grayish color, the wet marks were very clearly visible.

“Why are you so wet?”

“Mmm… mmm, smack… what is?”

“Your panties are soaked.”

“Heh… smack, well, I don’t know. I guess it’s because of you…”

It must be uncomfortable to keep wearing wet underwear. I slipped my index finger between Hwa Nabi’s panties and her skin, and gently pulled them down. But because she was squeezing my thigh so tightly, I couldn’t pull them down past her pubic bone.

“Nabi, lift your hips.”

“Mmm, hmm… why?”

“I’ll take your panties off.”

“And what will you do after that…?”

Misunderstanding my intentions, she asked with a strange anticipation. I firmly kneaded her buttocks and whispered in her ear:

“I’m going to fuck you until you lose your mind.”

“…Really?”

After such a warning, she should have hesitated, but for some reason, Hwa Nabi lifted her hips as if to say “go ahead.” I took the opportunity to quickly pull her panties down to her thighs. As I tried to pull them down further to remove them completely, Hwa Nabi suddenly sat down and pressed her body against mine.

“Why are you sitting? I haven’t finished taking them off.”

“My waist gave out, so it’s hard to stand.”

“Why did your waist give out?”

“Why, you ask…? Obviously because of you.”

Exhaling a hot breath, Hwa Nabi pressed her lips against mine. It seemed too difficult for her to speak anymore. As I exchanged tongues and saliva with her, who seemed to be acting spoiled, I slipped my hand inside her bra and kneaded her breasts.

Her large, soft breasts, which couldn’t be fully encompassed even by my palm, filled the spaces between my fingers. To enjoy the sensation, I curled my fingers tightly and gripped firmly.

In response, Hwa Nabi didn’t stay still either. She positioned my now-hard member against her knee and moved slightly. Since she couldn’t use her hands, she was using her knee instead.

“My husband, your cock is angry…?”

“Your nipples are really hard too.”

“That’s because you love my breasts so much…”

Since she was talking too much, I placed her nipple between my index and middle fingers, squeezed it slightly, and kneaded her breast. She stopped mid-sentence as if a thrilling sensation had risen within her. Then she glared at me, which seemed like an attempt to threaten me, but she had already melted so much that she only looked lovable.

“Want me to touch you more?”

“Well… if you want.”

“Are you telling me to touch you or not to touch you?”

“This is your time to do whatever you want, so why are you asking for my opinion?”

She seems a bit upset, judging by her tone. To appease Hwa Nabi, I gently released her arms and said:

“Because your opinion is important to me too.”

“…Who’s your ‘honey’? I have a husband, you know.”

“Oh really? Who’s this husband?”

“He’s over there. Tall, handsome. He treats me really well, and unlike someone, he doesn’t tease me… that kind of husband.”

She mutters while looking elsewhere, as if not talking about me. Figuring words wouldn’t make her look my way, I pulled her bra up halfway, exposing her breasts, and gently sucked on her nipples. Her response was immediate.

At first, she seemed to be holding back, pressing her lips together, but then she let out a breathy sound and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close. Even in this situation, instead of pushing me away, she pressed her body against mine—truly typical of Hwa Nabi.

“Really, you’re just teasing me again…”

“Sorry, did you not like it?”

“It’s not that I didn’t like it… but you’re just teasing me too much?”

I guess it’s time to offer the carrot instead of the stick. Looking at Hwa Nabi’s cute, pleading eyes, I finally gave in. My initial resolution had completely disappeared, and I thought, this is enough.

“Okay… I understand.”

While gently massaging Hwa Nabi’s breasts, I kissed her lips passionately, full of love. She seemed to have softened at my affectionate skinship, waiting quietly as if telling me to do whatever I wanted, while caressing my abdomen.

Naturally, I placed my hands on Hwa Nabi’s waist and laid her down on the bed. My thigh, where she had been sitting, was wet. This meant her entrance was already sufficiently slick.

Hwa Nabi’s chest rose and fell as she breathed raggedly. Her cheeks were red with excitement, and her hands were tightly gripping the bed sheets as if they were precious. I took both her hands, interlaced our fingers, and pinned them slightly above her shoulders.

“Nabi.”

“Yes?”

“…Just so you know, I won’t be holding back.”