Chapter 63 : Discharge…? Seriously…?

Hayul fainted, unable to endure the pleasure.

“Haah…”

Yena was savoring the afterglow in her own way.

Kneading the bitch lying before her with both hands.

Even when gripped fully, there was still surface area left—a frustratingly large chest.

She had turned off the vibrator long ago. It could’ve been dangerous.

‘Guess it’s time to pull out.’

She shifted her legs back to make space.

Tugging the pink cord with her arm made Hayul’s waist tremble.

“Ugh…!”

Even unconscious, Hayul felt the pleasure.

“Damn bitch.”

Feeling like another thread in her mind might snap, Yena lowered her head.

“Tsk, slurp… haah, schlurp…”

“…Hah.”

She ravaged those soft lips, licking and teasing relentlessly.

Hayul’s body had a strange allure that made Yena want to ruin her just by looking.

The other girls must’ve felt the same.

That’s why they’d confessed outright.

To tie her down, using their relationship so she couldn’t escape.

Even while kissing, Yena didn’t stop groping her chest.

Squeezing the pliant flesh before pinching the nipple hard.

She felt Hayul’s thighs trembling against her knees.

Breaking the kiss, she moved her hand down to her pussy.

“Pff… Really not waking up? Even like this?”

Her fingers pressed firmly against the entrance, as if ready to plunge in.

But Hayul still wouldn’t regain consciousness.

Resistance would’ve been more fun.

Maybe she should lay off the vibrator next time.

She missed those adorable eyes, trembling like a leaf at the slightest threat.

Is this what love feels like?

Never thought I’d end up in a relationship. Seriously.

Whether in daily life or in bed, thoughts of Hayul kept growing.

A warm, sentimental feeling—completely opposite to fucking her unconscious lover.

“Just live with me, okay? You don’t have to do anything.”

Hayul couldn’t answer Yena’s plea.

Obviously, her consciousness was far gone—reason one.

Reason two: Yena had slipped her tongue back inside.

“Schlurp, haah… lick.”

Yena’s hand crawled between Hayul’s thighs.

Fingers expertly rubbing her already soaked pussy.

Rubbing the entrance with her middle finger, pressing firmly against her clit.

“Ngh…”

A pleasure distinctly different from solo play washed over her.

Hayul, accepting her tongue without resistance.

Preying on her immobile lover brought a refreshing thrill.

“Fhh, haa. Hh…”

Yena pulled away and moved between Hayul’s thighs.

Keeping her fingers working below, she spread Hayul’s legs with one hand.

Just once…

Yeah, because it’s Hayul.

She’ll forgive me later.

Yena opened her mouth and pressed her teeth against the soft skin inside Hayul’s thigh.

If I’m not careful, she might wake up…

Maybe I’ll go gentle.

Chomp.

Hard teeth silently sank into tender flesh.

“…”

Hayul’s thighs clenched, trapping Yena between them.

Yena glanced up, wondering if she’d woken.

But Hayul’s face was just flushed, breathing ragged—eyes still shut.

Pushing gently, Yena spread Hayul’s legs to the side.

Confirming her state, Yena relaxed her jaw and pulled back.

The teeth marks left behind.

‘…So lewd.’

Right next to her dripping pussy.

The bite mark was faint, thanks to restraint.

Blood rushing to the wound tinted it a soft pink.

Drinking in the mark she’d left, Yena kept touching herself.

“Hhhn…”

Overwhelmed by the visual stimulation.

Soon, her hips trembled as she reached climax.

The first thing I noticed upon waking was the faint soap scent filling the bathroom.

I lay naked in the tub.

This place no longer felt unfamiliar.

The tiled walls were familiar.

Did she try to wash me?

Even took off all my clothes…

‘Wait, where is she…?’

I pushed myself up.

Lukewarm water sloshed against my skin.

Then the door swung open—Yena walked in.

She was just as naked as I was.

“You’re awake?”

“Yeah…”

My head throbbed.

I frowned, answering her.

What happened? My memory was hazy.

“Tch, passing out from just that? You worried me.”

“Dunno…”

I relaxed back into the water.

Maybe it was my imagination, but my legs felt sore.

Leaning into the warmth, I exhaled quietly.

Yena placed a towel on the shelf and stepped into the tub.

So she’d stepped out to grab it.

I stared at her long, slender legs.

‘So obscene…’

Hypnotically obscene.

My gaze lingered on the pink slit between them.

The sight soon vanished underwater, replaced by her chest.

Noticing my stare, Yena crossed her arms over herself.

“Where are you looking? Pervert.”

“…Says you?”

Unbelievable.

When all you think about is fucking me.

She dropped the act and lowered her arms.

Her perky breasts swayed with the motion.

The corners of her eyes curved sweetly.

“Huh, not calling me ‘Master’ anymore?”

“Since when were you my Mast—”

Oh. Wait.

Master…?

Memories came flooding back.

Wearing a maid outfit, getting stuffed with a vibrator…

I tried to pull it out somehow, but in the end, I ended up turning it on myself.

“Ugh, ugh…!”

And just like that, I passed out.

Right, I wondered what you meant by saying I’d fainted earlier.

My face flushed hot in an instant.

Before I knew it, the pain between my legs was completely forgotten.

Yena, seeing my expression, twisted the corner of her mouth up with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Cute… Did you like it that much?”

“…”

I sank deeper into the water.

As if trying to bury my embarrassment beneath the surface.

My neck was fully submerged, and soon the warmth reached my lips.

I’m not answering that.

She’s gonna tease me about this for a while.

A sigh escaped as bubbles, rising to the surface with a gurgle.

Yena chuckled and placed her hand on my head.

What’s she scheming now?

I raised my eyebrows and shot her a laser glare.

Pat, pat.

Her hand stroked my hair slowly.

“Tired?”

“…Mhm.”

I shouldn’t be like this.

My eyes kept closing on their own.

I blinked a few times to chase away the sleep, but it barely helped.

“What, you’re falling asleep?”

“…Mmm.”

Just before I drifted off to dreamland.

Her hand slid below my neck.

“Eep.”

“Pfft…! Hey…! Wh-what if you suddenly pinch me there…?!”

The pain that started at my nipple shot all the way to my toes.

The sensation made my toes curl on their own.

I thrashed so hard that water droplets splashed onto her face too.

Yena wiped her eyes and said,

“Do you know how hard it is to carry someone who’s unconscious? Want me to do it again?”

“No, it’s just…”

Now that I thought about it, she had a point.

She’d taken off the cumbersome maid outfit herself, drawn the bathwater, and even carried me to the tub…

It must’ve been exhausting…

‘…But wasn’t it all self-inflicted?’

It was hard work, sure, but if she hadn’t put in the rotor in the first place, this wouldn’t have happened.

And why did it have to be my nipple? Not even my side.

“You didn’t have to pinch me there…”

“True enough. Hehe.”

“Damn it…!”

The embarrassing bath time finally ended.

On my thigh, I noticed a very suspicious mark.

‘…Let’s wait and see.’

We dried our hair roughly and lay down on the bed.

“Yena… Is there anything else you wanna do?”

“Huh…? Why suddenly?”

What she’d wanted was clearly ‘dress me in a maid outfit and have sex.’

That dream was ruined because I passed out.

By all accounts, this was the perfect timing for some teasing.

But judging from my experience, something felt off.

“Aren’t you disappointed? Feels like I’m the only one who enjoyed it too much…”

“Aha… No, it’s fine.”

Definitely weird.

Her reaction was way off from what I expected.

This was the moment she should’ve said something like, ‘Wanna do it right now?’

“Your reaction’s kinda lukewarm.”

“…Let’s do it next time.”

She hurriedly hugged me.

An exclamation mark popped up in my head.

There’s something going on here.

“Tell me properly. What—”

Then, a scene flashed through my mind.

Earlier, when drying off, the mark between my thighs was unmistakably a ‘bite’ mark.

“Don’t tell me, while I was unconscious…!”

“What are you talking about? We went straight to wash up, remember?”

Liar.

Just now, her body trembled slightly when she said that.

I decided to trust my gut more.

I grabbed her hand and pulled it between my legs.

When her fingers touched the wounded spot, a sharp pain bloomed.

“Then what’s this on my thigh? Huh?”

The pain made me tense my legs involuntarily.

Her hand got tightly stuck between my thighs.

“Did you… do it while I was out?”

Try explaining that.

Yena blinked a few times, then let out a sigh.

Finally ready to confess, huh?

I pouted my lips as if to say, ‘Go on, speak.’

“…I didn’t insert it.”

“No… You’re insane.”

The words made me smack my forehead on reflex.

She averted her gaze far away.

When her hand tried to move sneakily, I slapped it away.

‘Just licking…?’

The image came to mind on its own, making my heart pound.

My unmoving body was just… Ugh…

I hugged her tighter.

“You’re seriously the worst.”

So she couldn’t see my face.

‘You should’ve just woken me up to do it…’