episode_0024

24

Meanwhile.

Lee Hayoon’s mind was flooded with the thought, What do I do now?

She had already messed up from the start.

If she had to make an excuse, it was because she was nervous—this was her first time doing something like this.

…L-Let’s have sex.

To boldly seduce him by saying, I want to have sex with you right here—

Unlike all the simulations she had run through in her head, the words wouldn’t come out so easily.

And then…

Right before entering the infirmary,

She had run into the principal, who had been walking out while on a phone call.

Her plan had been completely ruined.

At this point, the only people likely to visit the infirmary were one or two others besides Hayoon herself.

But now that she had to account for teachers as well, the risk of getting caught had skyrocketed.

Someone might knock on the door while they were tangled up together.

Worst-case scenario, someone might even hear her embarrassing moans…

Because these thoughts wouldn’t stop racing through her mind, her heartbeat pounded so loudly in her ears that it felt like her head was throbbing. Thump, thump.

She had come to the infirmary all smiles, thinking, Today, I’ll definitely take the lead like a noona should!

But her only plan was something as naive as, If it seems risky, we’ll just lock the door and do it anyway!

Would this really be okay?

What about soundproofing…?

“…Ah….”

Then.

Seo Woojin’s firm shoulder brushed against hers.

A locked infirmary.

Just the two of them.

One bed.

…Her body stiffened.

“Mind if I sit next to you?”

“…S-Sure. It’s fine…”

“Excuse me, Noona.”

“……”

Shouldn’t he have asked that before sitting down…?

She didn’t know.

Had he put on cologne or something?

A strangely refreshing scent—one she had never noticed when he was laughing and joking around with friends—tickled the tip of her nose.

She had never smelled anything like this when talking to her guy friends before… Weird.

…Well, whatever.

Now that she was here…

She had to… do it.

…Sex.

“……”

She had already sat down on the bed. Running away now, saying, I can’t do this after all! wouldn’t be very noona-like.

She’d keep it quiet.

Even if she had to clamp her own mouth shut, she’d stay silent.

If anyone outside heard…

She’d really bite her tongue off.

For now… she’d start by taking the lead and kissing him…

“We don’t have much time, so I’ll make it quick.”

“…Mhm.”

…Too late again.

She had really wanted to be the first to say something dirty this time.

As Hayoon mentally scolded herself, her gaze drifted to her fingertips.

A hand much larger and firmer than a woman’s.

Her own fingers, tightly clasped within it.

“Where exactly does it hurt?”

It didn’t hurt at all.

This was all just an act.

Judging by the way Woojin had locked the door behind them, he had already figured out it was a lie.

Meaning, this was all just a performance.

At this point, Screw it! She could just pull out the two condoms from her pocket, plop them onto his thigh, and let the mood naturally shift into that kind of atmosphere.

…But.

She couldn’t bring herself to end this act so easily.

“M-My pinky… the tip…”

“The tip, huh.”

If she did that, it was obvious they’d end up having sex as pathetically as yesterday.

A noona lying meekly beneath her younger partner, moaning in embarrassment… That kind of sex.

O-Of course, it had felt good…!

Last night, in the bathtub, she had replayed the memory over and over because it had felt that good…!

But she had to steer things in the right direction now.

Even if she lacked experience, she couldn’t let herself be led around by someone younger forever.

A competitive fire ignited inside her.

After all, she was the noona here, even if just by a year.

If she kept showing him such embarrassing sides of herself, her dignity as a noona would hit rock bottom.

Like a noona should.

A composed attitude…

A relaxed demeanor…

Calm and…

“……”

Hayoon’s eyes drifted back to her fingertips.

Because at the same time Woojin let out a soft sigh beside her, she faintly felt a warm sensation threading between her fingers.

…Even though he knew this was all an act.

As if playing along with her lie, he diligently continued “treating” her.

The Woojin she had seen yesterday at his place had felt a bit bolder than this.

Ah.

She got it.

Even though he was pretending to be experienced, Woojin must have been embarrassed in a situation like this too.

Now that she thought about it, he was only twenty.

The same age as Jiyoon, who was probably at home gaming right now.

So she didn’t need to feel so nervous either.

If she just acted naturally, as planned, she could easily take control…!

Hah… hah… Hayoon took deep breaths, loud enough for Woojin to hear beside her.

Woojin, pretending not to notice her strange behavior, suddenly had a small shadow cast over him.

Because the self-proclaimed noona had plopped right onto his lap.

“W-Woojin.”

“Yeah.”

“Um…”

“Um…?”

“…Noona… got you a present.”

The die had been cast.

All that was left was to move calmly, as planned.

Not getting dragged along like yesterday—showing a composed side.

Gulp. Hayoon swallowed.

“…Today, Noona will make you feel good…”

With those words, she lightly lowered her head.

“……”

“……”

Lips met lips.

Then parted.

Met again.

Parted again.

Maybe because it was just a simple press of lips, nothing more.

The infirmary was silent, save for the warm sunlight shimmering inside.

Hayoon, eyes tightly shut, wrapped her arms around Woojin’s neck and pressed her lips to his.

Holding her breath the entire time, she exhaled lightly whenever their lips parted.

Then, emboldened by the thought, Huh, this isn’t so hard after all,

She tentatively slipped out her tongue, awkwardly licking his lips.

Is this right?

Doubt crept in, but she ignored it and kept going.

This was the best fan service a hero could give to a fan.

The best repayment she could give to Woojin, who had helped her so many times.

…The best gift she could give to the guy she liked.

As she continued the gentle kisses, Hayoon buried her face against Woojin’s shoulder for a moment to steady her breathing.

Her cheeks were so hot from just a few light kisses that she needed a moment to cool down.

Ahem. Even though it was nothing much, her heart had been pounding just thinking about doing this.

Would she finally look like a noona now? Would he feel the charm of an older woman?

Next, she’d try taking the lead by slowly peeling off Woojin’s clothes.

Because she was the noona here.

After cooling her cheeks, Hayoon lifted her head with a soft smile.

“Mmph…?”

Just like that.

Without realizing she was about to be kissed by Woojin.

“Hah…? Mmph….”

I’m supposed to be the one on top…

…But she wasn’t.

When she came to her senses, she realized her eye level with Woojin was about the same.

…No. Considering how he was slightly tilting his head down, she might have been a little lower.

Why?

Amidst the sticky kisses, the cold sensation beneath her butt told her the reason.

……Because she had been so distracted by the kissing,

She had slipped off Woojin’s lap and was now sitting on the bed.

“Nngh…! Hah… Mmph….”

Because of that.

Her younger partner—just a year her junior—

Was on top of her again, just like last time.

“Mmm… Nngh….”

Held tightly in Woojin’s arms, she was kissed relentlessly.

Her lips parted helplessly as his tongue slid in,

Sticky saliva dripping from their joined lips,

Her mind, which had been filled with nothing but innocent sounds until now, was now wrecked by lewd, squelching noises.

“Hah…! Ah…! Nn…!”

What is this?

It was the same kissing, but…

No.

This was even more embarrassing—un-noona-like kissing.

So why was her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her throat?

…Weird…

Before she could figure out the answer, their damp lips met again.

This is wrong.

She hadn’t shown even a hint of noona-like composure. Instead, she was clinging to her younger partner’s neck, acting spoiled. So embarrassing.

Gulping down the saliva flowing into her mouth from his lips—so perverted.

She had to take back control now.

I can make you feel good too, you know…

Wait… Just wait…

“……”

“Hah… Nngh….”

Over the trail of sticky saliva connecting their lips.

Hayoon, who had foolishly let her tongue hang out, lifted her gaze to meet Woojin’s eyes.

They were warm.

The problem was—they were the kind of warm gaze reserved for adorable pets.

Like he was watching her put on a cute little show… So condescending.

…You think I’m just some noona who can’t even kiss properly, huh…?

…I’m dead. Seriously.

“I’ll… do it again…”

“…Yeah? We don’t have time. You sure?”

The act was over.

She climbed back onto Woojin’s lap, lowering her head.

Ignoring the strands of hair slipping over her shoulders.

Only to kiss him.

“Noona’s already cute enough as it is.”

“Sh-Shut up… I’ll get my revenge for sure….”

…Just you wait.

Swallowing her voice, she pressed her lips to his.

This time, she didn’t just peck at them like a grade-schooler.

She slid her tongue between his lips just as he had done to her,

And even pressed her lips against his neck, as if teasing him.

…A hickey.

She wasn’t entirely sure how to make one, but if she just kept her lips there, it’d probably work.

She’d cover him in them.

So many that he’d have to wear a scarf outside.

Just you wait.

“Nngh….”

As she alternated between marking Woojin’s neck and fervently tangling their tongues together—

A soft touch brushing against her butt made her spine tingle.

Woojin’s fingers.

The same fingers that had been gently holding her pinky just moments ago.

Now,

Without any resistance from Hayoon, they lightly pushed up her school skirt,

Gathering at her waistband before gripping tightly—exposing her pure white panties.

…So he could play with her however he wanted.

This brat.

Using his noona’s body for his own amusement.

“Nngh… Hah… Mmph….”

Stop.

It’s my turn.

Even as she protested with her tongue, nothing changed.

Woojin simply looked up at her, unfazed, as he accepted her kisses.

His fingers began lightly stroking over her panties.

…It’s nothing.

It doesn’t even feel that good…

She had done this to herself so many times since middle school that she was practically numb to it.

She could ignore this much…

“…Ahah…! W-Wait…!”

Ignore it…?

“There…! …!”

She tried to.

But.

“Weren’t you getting revenge?”

“Hah…! Nngh…!”

“…Not kissing anymore?”

“Y-You’re the one… touching me weird….”

“Weird?”

“……”

“Couldn’t hear you, Noona.”

“……”

Woojin’s thick fingers were doing something weird down there…

Far more pleasurable than when she touched herself, squelch… squelch…

All she could do was bury her forehead against his firm shoulder,

Her waist trembling uncontrollably.

Even though she was the noona—older by a year.

She was making a complete fool of herself.

As she teetered on the edge, face still buried in Woojin’s shoulder,

“…Look up.”

“Hah…! Wha…?”

A deep, pleasant voice rumbled against her burning ears.

Without realizing it, she lifted her face slightly—

“Nngh… Hah… Mmph….”

Just like last night in his apartment, when she had been completely overwhelmed.

Just like the day before, when she had pretended to sleep and rubbed her cheek against him while Jiyoon was in the bathroom.

As his saliva slowly dripped into her mouth,

When the mixed fluids pooled at the base of her throat—

Gulp. Gulp.

She sweetly swallowed.

I’m the noona here.

I wanted to show a more composed, relaxed side.

…But like a dog being dragged by its leash, she was pulled up roughly.

Her legs wrapping around Woojin’s waist.

Pushed onto the opposite bed.

Gulp.

Gulp.