episode_0141

Siho grabbed the orange cocktail with trembling hands.

I’ve been making cocktails for people my entire life, but this is the first time someone has made one for me.

Maybe it was because of that first experience, but my heart was pounding so hard that I almost spilled my glass.

“I’ll drink well…”

She carefully brought the glass to her lips.

And with my eyes half-closed, I slowly savored the cocktail my loved one had given me.

A refreshing and sweet orange that tickles your tongue.

A tangy and refreshing champagne follows.

It was an ecstatic drink with barely a hint of bitterness in the alcohol.

I myself often make cocktails that are rated 5 stars or higher, and I have tried them all myself.

This glass was a new taste that overturned every cocktail she had ever had.

“Ah…”

Siho rubbed her reddened eyes with her fingers.

Thanks to that, the tears that had been held back flow down the corners of my cheeks.

“Why are you crying…”

Her hunched shoulders tremble.

I just hugged that infinitely small body.

It’s just the right size to completely cover my chest.

Her body pressed against mine and she mumbled in a small voice, as if she had become stable.

“No…I’m just grateful…”

“What is there to be thankful for? You didn’t want to be possessed either. It was all just fate.”

Yeah, since he became a poet.

I just worked hard to survive and ended up here.

It was all just fate.

In that process, there was also a person named Nara involved.

“Thanks to you, I feel at ease…”

“Yeah, Jisoo will understand too. If it’s hard, I’ll go with you.”

“Yeah…”

Is it because you said you would go together?

Siho put his face on my shoulder and took a deep breath.

Thanks to this, their bras rub against each other.

The sensation soon deepened and their breasts were pressed together.

“Would you like another drink?”

“Yes. Please, Bartender.”

Siho spoke with his eyes wide open, as if he was joking.

I was in love with that sight, so I played with her fox ears with my fingers.

Then, I quickly got up and gave her another mimosa.

Siho started drinking more actively than when he first started drinking.

Still, I’m glad it tasted good.

「—.」

How much time has passed?

We drank enough cocktails to make each other blush.

Siho, who was pleasantly drunk, smiled brightly every time we made eye contact.

That face used to be a man’s…

I couldn’t believe it at all.

Of course, I didn’t mean it in a bad way.

Because he’s so freaking pretty it’s hard to believe he’s a man.

He is seen sitting on the table with his hands clasped together.

Because of this, the chest was pressed and swelled up in an obscene manner.

Because to anyone who saw it, it was the appearance of a female seducing a man.

I asked jokingly because the sight was disgusting.

“But you…”

“Ugh…”

“Are you sure he was a real man?”

He asked with his eyes slightly open and his chin resting on his hand.

Then Siho cleared his throat and unclenched his fists.

And instinctively, she put her hands on both sides of her thighs.

“I saw it with Angelic Hand…”

“So, how do you feel?”

“What are you feeling all of a sudden?”

“I mean, from a man to a woman.”

“I don’t know because my body didn’t change and I was possessed by someone else.”

She avoided my gaze when I asked her sensitive questions.

But, thanks to being drunk, I can speak fluently.

“Then, after that, you must have touched it yourself.”

I approached her slowly.

And I rubbed her taut, plump thighs.

Siho’s ears, sensitive to that touch, perk up.

She was out of breath, white vapor leaking out of her mouth.

“Oh, no… I didn’t have time to worry about that…”

“Ah- So it seems like it was true that you said you’ve never masturbated before.”

“I didn’t do that!”

Siho shuddered like a teenage girl.

She really enjoys teasing.

Thanks to his usual personality of trying to respond sincerely to every word, it’s cute to see him flustered by a joke like this.

Could it be because I’m drunk?

I wanted to do something even more mischievous.

“Then, have you ever kissed Jisoo? When you were a boy.”

Siho’s eyes, which had been released at the name Jisoo, sparkle.

She hesitated for a moment to answer, then mumbled.

“No…I haven’t tried it yet. It’s just because I have a crush…”

The embarrassed expression somehow bothers me.

He makes that kind of expression while thinking of Jisoo in front of me.

It’s annoying.

Something deep in my heart boils the desire to conquer.

Is it because of the heat?

I unbuttoned about three of the buttons on my shirt that had been fastened all the way.

Thanks to that, a smell of flesh rises from my oppressed chest.

I got close enough for Siho to smell the scent.

This stupid fox is so stupid that he can’t control his instincts and reason.

I also know that Jisoo is a good person.

An ideal woman who doesn’t judge people by their strength or ranking, but only by their inner self.

Siho and her lover have similar hearts.

but…

If you’re a couple, the opposite is better.

“So… I was your first kiss?”

“Huh..?”

Knowing that fact makes me want to steal it even more.

I want to… own it.

“That’s right. I took your first one.”

“That…was that so?”

Siho’s eyes are twitching as if he is dizzy.

Both hands, instinctively feeling fear, wander.

“You don’t remember?”

Well then, I should tell you directly.

Who was your master?

He placed his hand on her wandering hand.

And he put his hands behind his chair.

“Lips.”

An order given after a long time.

For a moment, Siho was dazed as if he was entranced by those two letters.

Then suddenly, our red eyes met.

My mouth opened slightly without me realizing it.

A hot heat rises from inside it.

I wanted to drink in that heat.

Soon I was locked with her plump lips.

And then I took a deep breath.

Is it because I drank mimosa?

The fragrant scent of oranges spread from each other’s mouths.

Thanks to that, it took longer than usual.

More green.

I could fuck her mouth to my heart’s content.

Siho also felt her master’s touch for the first time in a long time and her thighs trembled in ecstasy.

But I didn’t care and just imprinted her on me even more strongly.

We kissed like crazy all day long.

“—!”

Is it because I pushed too hard?

The chair falls backwards.

But even while lying face down, the kiss continued.

When she seemed to be suffocating, I released her once, and when she came to, I breathed into her again.

Before long, only the fragrant scent of oranges lingered in Siho’s mouth.

“You think you’re lucky.”

He climbed on top of her as she lay defenseless on the kitchen floor.

My black hair poured out and blocked the light.

“How dare you think of another woman in front of me… and even cry…?”

Her face darkened.

Only the black eyes sparkle.

“If it weren’t for the special reason of being a thief, I would have locked him up for life. In a place no one knew about.”

Siho’s body shakes.

But it wasn’t just because I was scared.

It’s a mysterious expression of a mixture of creepiness and fear that makes you want to commit a crime.

A look that is scary and exciting at the same time.

“This is your true self. You are more vile and vile than anyone else.”

“No… It’s all because of the weakness… and the stigma…”

“How long are you going to blame others?”

Red eyes look down at Siho with an arrogant expression.

Soon I was holding her elongated fangs and shaking them.

“Admit it. You’re a masochistic bitch.”

“shi… I hate…”

When I give an order, you already know how to put your lips to it.

It’s funny and not the same.

I guess I’ll have to increase the number of orders?

“Raise your arms.”

She commanded him as if she were looking at an animal, holding its fangs.

Then Siho tightly closed his eyes.

But such timid rebellion was of no use.

If I really hated it from the beginning, I would have run away from here right away.

With that conviction, I whispered to her again.

“Not kissing me again?”

Hearing that whisper, Siho’s fox eyes sparkle again.

Controlling kisses for someone who was naturally soft-spoken.

Finally, she begins to slowly raise her trembling hands.

Thanks to that, I can now explore her body with peace of mind.

Could it be because the mimosa spilled?

Or maybe it’s because of the heat from that time.

Siho’s white T-shirt was so wet that his underwear was completely transparent.

Thanks to that, the bra she was wearing inside stood out.

Black with lace.

In addition, it is a game-changing product that gathers the chest in a lewd way.

“What the… You’re still wearing the couple underwear I gave you.”

“I just wore it because I had nothing else to wear…”

Siho muttered, turning her reddened face away.

“Yeah, that’s how you masturbate.”

Let’s see how long we can hold out.

I completely unbuttoned the shirt I was wearing.

Thanks to that, a bra identical to Siho’s is revealed.

I placed both hands on her soaking wet T-shirt.

And he stroked my chest in a circular motion as if he was training it.

Even though she was clearly wearing a T-shirt, she had her thighs tightly pressed together.

I put my lips over my T-shirt, making fun of the ridiculous behavior.

And licked the mimosa-soaked T-shirt.

I licked it and then bit it.

Orange juice comes out through the cracked material.

“…”

But something is strange.

Did you put milk in your mimosa?

Something rich and racy comes up through the bra.

No way…

“Are you producing breast milk now?”

“Red, Zebaal…”

Siho lets out a sad voice, as if embarrassed that this fact was discovered.

I twisted my body with both ankles crossed.

A fox in heat, producing breast milk.

It’s ridiculous.

Well then, you’re saying that Anna enjoyed drinking this sweet drink all by herself.

I’ve been trying to protect this child until now.

I thought of your depressed heart and comforted you…

There was no need for that.

The moment that thought occurred to me.

My dazed body suddenly regains strength.

Is it because I’ve been working out and training myself to become stronger?

He placed his hands on Siho’s thighs and back.

And he lifted her up like a princess.

It’s the first time that Siho, who has gained weight, feels light.

“…!”

Siho was surprised by the sensation.

He let out a scream so short it was hard to believe he was a man.

“I guess I won’t be able to see Jisoo tomorrow?”

“No…”

“What’s wrong with it?”

He grabbed one of Siho’s breasts.

And then he pinched me as if he was giving me corporal punishment.

Is it because of the feel, as I expected?

Siho’s T-shirt was soaked with hot breast milk.

As I look at that sight, my heart seems to become more sensitive.

Satisfied with this, I raised the corners of my lips.

“I’ll make you a perfect woman today.”

He whispered into the fox’s ear with a strange breath.

“I don’t remember a single thing about being a man.”

Siho’s cell phone is scattered on the living room floor.

I ignored it and carried her to the room.

The poem was a success.

So that I can accept the fact that he was a man.

Rather, that fact excites me even more.

That means I can inject everything I have into a child who has never known a woman’s pleasure.

That night.

No one came to the penthouse.

Only the voices of two people resonate.