episode_0486

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Hmm~

Just how much of that should I believe?

The part about going into heat upon physical contact seems true enough, but—

Well? There’s a crucial detail missing, isn’t there?

Does it happen immediately upon touching?

Wouldn’t something like this usually take some time?

And even if she does go into heat, to what extent?

Last time when the three of us did it, she was spouting some pretty bold stuff while going at it with Seo Woo-jin.

If she were that consumed by lust, wouldn’t it be weird for Seo-yeon to be sitting so quietly like this right now?

Hmm~

I don’t know. I really don’t.

…Anyway!

From what I can tell, it probably just spiraled like this because of that quick kiss earlier.

I’ll pretend not to notice for today.

If an utterly pissed-off Seo-yeon tries to forcibly kick me out, well, that’d be a real problem.

Rather than pointlessly bickering, isn’t it better for everyone to just have fun together?

Like, instead of staring like a creep at Seo-yeon’s chest over there,

wouldn’t it be more enjoyable to switch between different onaholes here rather than sticking to just one?

“That makes sense. Mhm. That makes sense.”

So, the expression on my face—eyes, nose, mouth—wasn’t one of suspicion but a beaming smile.

With that ingrained habitual expression, I sidled up close behind Seo-yeon.

With these two like this—Seo-yeon straddling Seo Woo-jin’s lap—squeezing myself between them would be a bit tricky in practice.

Instead, like this…

Teasing Seo-yeon from behind like this is way more comfortable in this position.

“Sorry for doubting you?”

“……”

“Waaay back, you said you were struggling because of your heat too, right? Since I’ve never experienced it, I couldn’t really relate.”

“……”

“But, well… between girls, touching shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Giggling, I trailed my fingertips along Seo-yeon’s snow-white waist.

Despite her chest being so full, her waist was incredibly slender, with not even a hint of excess fat.

Yet the parts that should be soft were still soft.

Honestly, even as another girl, the texture was fascinating.

Is this because she’s a gumiho?

The one thing I hadn’t anticipated was how Seo-yeon’s shoulders flinched every time my fingers—still slightly cold—touched her skin.

Maybe the chill from my quick trip to the convenience store hadn’t worn off yet, but, well, that wasn’t my problem.

If anything, why not take this chance to really tease her?

If it were Seo-yeon, she probably wouldn’t just find this ticklish…

Wouldn’t she feel it for real?

“…Wow. Your skin is so smooth… It’s like a baby’s.”

“Nn, ugh…”

“It’s a compliment~ Why are you glaring at me like you want me to shut up when I’m praising you?”

So, instead of tickling, I gently rubbed her skin—only for Seo-yeon to immediately shoot me a disgusted look.

When I met her gaze with a smile, she must’ve had nothing to say, because she eventually turned her head away, avoiding both me and Seo Woo-jin.

The funny thing here is that, despite how much Seo-yeon seems to despise me, she hasn’t said a single word of protest this whole time.

…No, wait. Not just protest.

She hasn’t said anything at all.

Probably because I’d stuffed the hem of my T-shirt into her mouth earlier—

and made a deal that if she stayed quiet like this, I’d let her have sex with Seo Woo-jin first.

Though, honestly, if I felt like breaking that promise, I could’ve just done it and been done with it.

Enjoying the reactions of our deceptively naive and cute Baek Seo-yeon, I kept moving my hands.

“Here, Seo Woo-jin, you try touching her too. Seo-yeon’s body is seriously fascinating.”

“No thanks. If I start touching her too, she’ll definitely bite her tongue out of embarrassment.”

“Eh… but~”

Hmm~… Normally, I’d agree!

But this is a special situation, so I’ll give you 80 points for that.

What do you think the reason is that Seo-yeon climbed onto your lap in the first place?

Femme fatale appeal.

She wants to have sex with you. Wants to.

And yet you won’t touch her because you think she’d be embarrassed?

Baek Seo-yeon, this dummy, might pretend to sigh in relief, but deep down, she’s probably a little disappointed, huh?

Look. She doesn’t even know where to put her eyes right now.

She’s not glaring at you, but she’s not avoiding your gaze either.

In a way, she might even be cuter than Sua-chan, who was 100% pure?

In that sense, right now, you should be focusing all your attention on Seo-yeon, not me.

So, I muttered again while touching Seo-yeon’s body:

“Here, around where babies are made, it’s super soft too.”

“……”

“Everywhere else is just smooth and firm, but…”

Here. Below the navel.

The area covering the womb—no, wait.

In standard Korean, the lower abdomen.

If you’re a guy, you’d definitely be most interested in this part.

“You should touch it too. Here, Seo-yeon’s lower belly. See how it jiggles when I poke it?”

“…Ngh, …kuh…”

“I said no. If I join in now, she’ll hold a grudge later. You handle it yourself.”

“……? …Hmm…”

…But, huh?

Why is this the complete opposite of what I expected?

Normally, this idiot thinks of nothing but fooling around with girls,

so why is he holding back this much right now?

By now, shouldn’t he be groping her chest at the very least? Shouldn’t he have already brought out a condom?

At this point, he could’ve even gotten her pregnant with twins, and it wouldn’t be strange.

What’s going on?

This is weird.

“Holding a grudge… Yeah, Seo-yeon is pretty bad about that~”

Even back when I watched them go at it right next to me, she wasn’t this reserved, was she…?

To buy time to think, I played along and quickly racked my brain.

Now that I think about it, earlier, Seo Woo-jin said this to Seo-yeon:

“Sorry. Yozora really wanted to try this, so I had no choice.”

This reaction is a bit too distant for someone you call a friend…

It feels closer to a business transaction.

Plus, Seo-yeon’s behavior right now is kinda strange too.

Her panicking when she realized I wasn’t asleep earlier—okay, that tracks.

And her snapping at Seo Woo-jin for just sitting there—if you say it was out of embarrassment, I can buy that.

But the Seo-yeon here now is quietly holding the hem of my T-shirt in her mouth because I said I’d let her go first, right?

Which means…

“……”

Aha!

Seo-yeon, you’ve been brushing everything off as just being in heat, but you’ve never actually said what you really want, have you?

“If you get it now, let go of Baek Seo-yeon’s wrist. You’ll feel bad if she scolds you later.”

“…Hm? No? If anything, getting scolded would be…”

“No, whatever. You don’t want your friend mad at you, right?”

“Hmph. Well~”

But it’s not just Seo-yeon’s fault—this idiot is really dense too.

Peeking over Seo-yeon’s T-shirt-covered shoulder, I met Seo Woo-jin’s eyes and sighed quietly.

That time earlier when Seo-yeon acted all cutesy, going “Praise me~”—was that really just because of one beer?

Even if “foxes are canids,” she did nudge her head against you, asking to be petted.

She even lightly kissed you.

Unless you’ve got it stuck in your head that “Baek Seo-yeon would never do that”—ugh.

“…Here. I’ll let go of your wrist. Happy?”

The easiest way to fix this would be for me to just spell everything out.

From what I can see, this gumiho will never be honest in her life,

and that idiot will spend his whole life thinking his relationship with Seo-yeon is just about her heat.

But that… Hmm…

…Doesn’t really turn me on?

Plan B.

I decided to try this instead.

“Haa~… Kinda boring now.”

“You were the one tormenting Baek Seo-yeon this whole time. You should’ve been having the most fun.”

“Whatever, whatever. Since it’s boring now, let’s just…”

“……”

“…have sex. …Wanna?”

If I do this,

Seo-yeon won’t just sit back and watch.

“I’ve kinda got myself worked up from touching Seo-yeon…”

“…Pfft, hey, Yozora, you…”

Look.

The moment I started stripping and tossing my clothes onto the opposite sofa,

she clung to Seo Woo-jin, as if afraid he’d be taken away.

“Huh? Why me?”

“You…! ……Y-You said it earlier.”

“Said what? …Oh~”

Right~

I did say that if she held the hem of my T-shirt in her mouth, I’d let her have all the sex she wanted with the person she likes.

I even pinky-promised, hooking my finger behind her back.

But that was a whisper only for her ears—Seo Woo-jin has no idea.

See? He has no clue what we’re talking about.

He probably thinks it’s something we discussed before he got here.

So—

“But what exactly did I say again~?”

“……”

Why don’t you say it this time, Seo-yeon?

If you listened to Yozora, then the deal was that you get to go first, right?

“……”

“……”

…But, as expected.

The first attempt was half a failure.

Yeah. A girl who can barely ask for praise or petting isn’t about to say “I want to have sex.”

“……”

“……”

Still, half a failure means

the other half isn’t not a success—it’s just ambiguous.

“…Pfft.”

“……”

The pure white T-shirt hem she’d spat out earlier—

this time, Seo-yeon was holding it between her lips herself, waiting.

I know exactly what that means.

With a short laugh, I approached Seo-yeon, wrapped my arms around her waist, and—

“Okay, okay. I get it… Up we go.”

—hoisted her up with all my strength. As she flailed in surprise, I carried her sideways and laid her down on the sofa like a bed.

Brushing away the faint shampoo scent lingering under my nose, I smirked and said:

“Well, before regular sex, we should treat that heat of yours first. …Heh.”

Not like Seo-yeon can say anything back when I tease her like this.

…Maybe it’s because she’s so innocent, but she’s still holding that T-shirt in her mouth.