episode_0009

What is the most common topic of conversation people tend to have when they drink?

There may be various opinions on this, but it was inevitable that mundane personal anecdotes would be the main subject.

My case with Jiwoo-ssi was no different. After buying two bottles of soju and a 4-can set of beer from the convenience store, we headed straight to a motel room under the pretense of unwinding. We began to set up our drinking session.

It would have been great to have soju glasses, but they were difficult to acquire separately inside the motel. Jiwoo-ssi, claiming she’d show me the ‘secret knack'(?) of an office worker, trickled soju and beer into a golden ratio.

Still, it was just a paper cup. At first, as an adult, I respectfully and thankfully received the glass—no, the cup—but…

After five cups, I slowly started to lose my wits. Unfortunately.

Though I’d met her for the first time today, had a sense of intimacy grown just from spending half a day together?

I didn’t bother to refuse Jiwoo-ssi’s suggestion to just comfortably call her Nuna.

Around that time, I was starting to feel my face flush. But was the drinking capacity of a proper adult different? Jiwoo-ssi… Jiwoo Nuna was casually pouring another drink.

“So, your first experience was with that rival classmate, huh? Right after you became an adult, you both got blackout drunk.”

“…Well, something like that, I guess?”

Even then, she didn’t stop casually throwing everyday questions at me. For example, ‘Is academy life manageable?’ or something.

Answering and answering like that, I belatedly—very belatedly—realized that I had even brought up the topic of Cheon Soyul.

I felt myself suddenly sober up with a jolt, but it was already too late. Jiwoo Nuna was looking at me with half-closed eyes and a playful smile.

“Our Hyunjin, since he’s handsome, he must have been quite the player even as a student, huh?”

“……”

“No, rather, should I say it’s surprising that you didn’t experience it when you were even younger? Hmm. They say kids these days are all fast.”

“…Well, it depends on the situation.”

Willfully ignoring Jiwoo Nuna, who was making a suggestive hand gesture with a mischievous expression, I once again chugged the soju-beer mix. My throat was hot.

What do you mean by ‘even younger’? High school? Or…

“Should I tell you when Nuna’s first experience was?”

“Cough!”

At the sudden voice, I couldn’t help but let out a cough. It happened to be when I had some alcohol in my mouth. This person, honestly.

Feeling a little resentful, I raised my head, and there was Jiwoo Nuna, giggling, saying she had expected such a reaction.

Receiving my annoyed gaze, she instantly put on an innocent face and blinked.

Her gaze, as if asking if something was wrong, was utterly absurd.

I felt unnecessarily embarrassed and wiped my mouth with my sleeve, and it was then that Jiwoo Nuna came a little closer to me.

Suddenly, my body flinched at the soft touch on my thigh.

…To explain the setup, of course, we had set up our drinking session on the floor. So, with several bags of snacks bought as anju and bottles of alcohol placed in the middle, we were facing each other.

She casually stepped over such obstacles in the center.

Jiwoo Nuna, who deliberately sat by my side even though there was ample space. Her expression was quite calm and her eyes tranquil. Her nonchalant sips from the glass were somehow absurd.

However, the factor that made me most bewildered was her touch.

“…Nuna?”

“Yes. Why?”

Once again, she replied as if she knew nothing, glancing back at me.

I twitched the muscles around my eye. And I reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Then, only then, did Jiwoo Nuna’s hand, which had been subtly trying to touch my leg, thigh, and even the innermost part of my upper thigh, stop its movement.

Was it because it was a firm restraint in its own way? Jiwoo Nuna, whose expression had always been relaxed, for the first time faltered and checked my gaze.

And she parted her lips.

“…Wasn’t it?”

The question lacked a subject.

Well, I could roughly understand it, though.

I let out a snicker. Her flustered expression, as she glanced at me as if to ask ‘Was this not it?’, felt cute.

What would happen if I said, ‘I didn’t come here with that intention.’?

Suddenly, I became curious about her reaction if I said that. I don’t know what it would be, but it seemed like she’d show a very amusing reaction…

‘…Still, let’s not do that.’

However, it seemed too mischievous a prank, so I decided to restrain myself. To be honest, would I really have followed her with no ulterior motive?

Of course, I’m an adult too.

Although it’s only been a month, even the teenage version of Lee Hyunjin from last year would have immediately understood the meaning of this situation.

She tempted me, and even without a clear affirmation, I too accepted it.

Should I call it an unspoken agreement? Having already booked a room, I had no intention of backing out now. Wouldn’t that be rude in itself?

…Of course, it was also true that, rudeness or not, I simply couldn’t resist the subtle thrill of this situation. I’ll admit it.

At the last moment, the face that suddenly came to mind was that of Cheon Soyul, my arch-rival and mischievous friend from a few days ago, who had grumbled until the end and then disappeared…

‘Hmm.’

Wasn’t it none other than her who stopped me from taking responsibility, saying there was no need?

Wouldn’t it be rude of me to arbitrarily feel indebted to her? Probably?

“……”

Hmm…

I’ll correct myself.

After a brief moment of deliberation, I decided to simply admit it. In truth, this was indeed an excuse, uttered because I couldn’t overcome my immediate desires.

Is it right to do this when my subtle relationship with Cheon Soyul isn’t even properly established yet? There were certainly doubts and hesitations.

…It was the result of underestimating the vitality of a twenty-year-old. How was I supposed to control myself when someone who could objectively be called a beauty was throwing herself at me for a fling like this? I wasn’t impotent.

I might be a wizard, but I’m not a sage, is what I mean.

I reached out my hand, holding a slight sense of guilt towards Cheon Soyul. For now, in this situation, I wanted to prioritize her, who was in front of me.

With the hand I extended, just as Jiwoo Nuna had done, I gently touched her thigh.

And before any reaction came from her widened eyes, I moved more boldly. My advancing fingertips began to trace her body.

Starting from her thigh, it traced her pelvis, her lower back, and even gently grazed her shoulder blade.

…The identity of the subtle foreign sensation caught by my fingertips was probably the hook of her bra.

It was while I was thinking such thoughts.

“Mmmph.”

“?”

Suddenly, a strange sound came from above, and when I raised my head, I saw Jiwoo Nuna looking down at me with a flushed expression, as I lowered my posture to trace her body. I quickly realized.

This person was aroused to her limit.

“…Hyunjin-ah…”

“…Yes? Ah, yes, Nuna.”

“You can take that as permission, right…?”

She asked in a trembling voice, and I inadvertently nodded.

Thwack!

‘Huh?’

And just like that, my lips were sealed by Jiwoo Nuna, who roughly grabbed the back of my neck.

Before I could properly grasp the situation, a soft sensation began to rummage inside my mouth.

She had climbed onto my lap and firmly gripped the back of my head. She didn’t seem to have any intention of letting go, and her lips, pressed against mine, also sent out a tongue to stimulate my palate.

There was no time to react. Her tongue, snaking in like a serpent, expertly tickled me, and simultaneously, her right hand was heading towards my pants.

While I, wide-eyed, was dazed, the entire process was over.

Her tongue tangled with mine, and her hand grasped my member.

“Ugh.”

Since she had grasped my stiffened member right through my pants, I felt a slight pain.

Of course, it didn’t last long.

As if touching it through clothes was no difficulty, Jiwoo Nuna’s hand continuously caressed my member, arousing me.

Because the intense kiss was still ongoing, I couldn’t process any visual information.

Rather, that blockage of my vision amplified my senses. As I began to imagine her hand lightly caressing and stroking my shaft, I couldn’t help but feel my entire body flush hot.

Naturally, the area where most of the blood rushed was my lower body.

Now, even my clothes were becoming a hindrance. The rubbing sensation brought me unpleasant pain as much as the pleasure of a woman’s touch, and…

“…Phew.”

The moment Jiwoo Nuna, having mixed enough saliva, pulled her lips away, she also seemed to quickly notice my discomfort.

Covering her mouth with slightly surprised eyes, she then stopped the short, interrupted movements of her right hand, her smile deepening.

And while I, out of breath, regulated my breathing, her hand moved again. A quick unbuckling of my belt. My pants were halfway down before I knew it.

The sight I saw when I regained my senses a beat later was Jiwoo Nuna pulling down my underwear, liberating my member.

“…Ah.”

The cold outside air brushed past my glans. I flinched my hips and grimaced, simultaneously feeling a strange sense of shame.

Should I say the situation was different from when I slept with Cheon Soyul? Back then, at least I had been the one taking the initiative, and it remained so until the end of the act.

Now, it was different. Even the cold yet soft grip on my member. Even the pushing up of my shirt. Even the light licking of my exposed upper body. Everything was under her initiative.

It wasn’t a bad feeling, no, the sexual stimulation was, needless to say, incredible, but…

Nevertheless, should I call it shame as a man? Or humiliation?

I don’t know what it was, but yes. It was a subtly embarrassing feeling, making me want to unnecessarily cover my face.

“…Wow.”

Another exclamation of admiration came from above. My expression still heavily distorted, I squinted my eyes.

Jiwoo Nuna was fiddling with my member, her lips constantly parting.

Gulp! I also heard a sound as if she were swallowing dry saliva. Around the time I furrowed my brows, not understanding, her erotic hand movements began anew.

Stroke-stroke-stroke.

At first, slowly and gently. It was a touch that seemed to be adjusting the stimulation so it wasn’t overly intense, as if being considerate.

Stroke-stroke-stroke-stroke…!

Not long after, she began to vary her rhythm. Slowing down, then speeding up, pausing for a moment before suddenly increasing the pace.

“Ugh, hnngh…!”

At her incredibly skilled movements, I could do nothing but grimace sharply. It felt like electricity was running down my spine.

It was a stimulation on a different dimension than when I touched myself alone. There was such pleasure. Her pale hand firmly and strongly grasped my shaft.

“W-wait. Nuna, that…!”

Was it because of my petty pride? I tried my best to resist, but the more I did, the more Jiwoo Nuna simply quirked an eyebrow and slyly curved the corners of her lips, as if greatly amused.

Moreover, it was probably no illusion that with each instance, her touch stimulated various sensitive parts of my member even more. It felt like I was being tormented.

…In this world, there are things that cannot be endured, no matter how much one tries to resist with willpower.

A sudden rush of sensation, indicating ejaculation, washed over me.

“Wait, truly…!”

I reflexively reached out my hand. I don’t know if it was with the thought of stopping whatever it was, but I reached out anyway.

Squish-

“…Hngh.”

“?”

And what I felt was a soft sensation. For a moment, I was dazed by the feeling, as if my fingertips were kneading pudding.

When I properly opened my eyes, what I saw was the sight of my carelessly extended hand firmly grasping Jiwoo Nuna’s large breast.

Jiwoo Nuna’s hand movements paused for just a moment, seemingly due to that impact.

Her face slightly flushed, she mumbled with her lips. And then she looked down at me.

“…You can put your hand inside and touch it, you know.”

She uttered words that made a man unable to hold back, a little shyly.

At her glance, as she avoided my gaze and briefly looked this way, I ultimately couldn’t hold back my arousal.

Gush, gush! A sensation as if something thick was rising up my shaft. My entire body felt tingly, and seeing my momentary physical reaction, Jiwoo Nuna also opened her eyes wide.

“Ah, this won’t do.”

I didn’t know what she meant by ‘this won’t do,’ but the suddenly accelerated hand movements and the strong, inconsiderate pressure stimulating my member were enough to make me roughly understand her intentions.

An ejaculation that happened before either of us was prepared, Jiwoo Nuna, though flustered, lightly pinched my nipple with her free hand, as if trying to somehow increase my satisfaction.

Thus, I ejected a milky white fluid. It was strange that even while my body trembled inelegantly, my hand still gripping her breast had not let go.

I couldn’t say anything, only repeatedly let out rough breaths. My breathing was labored. Very much so.

…It was undoubtedly the first time I had felt such pleasure from masturbation. Of course, how could one dare compare it to doing it alone?

It was while I continued to twitch my hips, pulling up the lingering arousal.

“Haaah.”

“…?!”

It seemed Jiwoo Nuna had no intention of allowing even that brief rest I was trying to take. I felt hot breath. From below.

And what followed was a slippery something that continuously stimulated my glans, inducing a faster climax—that kind of contact.

In other words, it was fellatio. Yes, I had no time to see it. But I felt certain. Jiwoo Nuna was now taking my member into her mouth.

Along with my mind blurring right after ejaculation, my subsided lust felt like it was coming back to life.

My shaft stiffened again. So much blood rushed to it that it even felt a little tingly.

“…Ahhh…”

Soon, Jiwoo Nuna, letting out a somehow erotic sound, raised her head, which had been deeply bowed, and finally met my eyes.

And the moment she flashed a fresh smile, I realized.

‘Ah.’

“Hyunjin-ah…”

Tonight, it seemed.

“You, you can go right away, right? Nuna, Nuna is also very wet down there, hehe…”

It seemed I wouldn’t be able to sleep on time.