episode_0496

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I can roughly guess what happened here while I was washing up.

There’s no need to look too deeply into it.

With all this evidence laid out right in front of me, why bother?

The couch, now quite filthy from semen and vaginal fluids that weren’t properly wiped away.

The two of them, drenched in sweat—just how much did they go at it for thirty minutes?

The term “lover sex”—a newly coined phrase that makes me wonder what kind of word combination this is, considering they’ve already done everything imaginable as sex partners.

And Seo Yeon, wagging her tail in embarrassment after Seo Woojin brought it up.

If you mix all these together, even an idiot would figure it out.

Ah, so Seo Yeon couldn’t bring herself to confess outright.

Instead, she danced around it, saying she wanted to have sex like lovers.

This is.

How many times has it been now?

…Should I say it’s endearing because it’s so like her to be this frustrating?

Or should I say even a country high school girl from some remote mountain village wouldn’t act like this?

I’m not sure how to judge it.

But it’s not all just absurdity.

Sure, Seo Yeon—this is her first time giving her heart to a man, so she might be a bit clumsy about it.

But Seo Woojin must’ve picked up on it at some point.

“Yozora. I want to turn off the boiler—are you cold?”

“Of course I’m cold. Can’t you see I’m still wet?”

“Being wet… That’s something you should’ve taken care of before coming out.”

“I don’t care. Anyway, I’m cold. The ones who should be hot are you two, who were just seriously going at it with ‘impregnation sex’.”

“It’s not impregnation sex, it’s lover sex.”

“Same difference…”

You were thinking of it as impregnation sex too while pounding into her, right?

That’s why the couch ended up in that state.

And honestly, I doubt you even believed her when she said she was safe—unless you actually know her cycle.

You just wanted to see Seo Yeon step onto the Academy graduation stage pregnant, didn’t you?

That’s why you casually tested the waters, even though she was right there listening. But unfortunately—

The reaction you got back was slightly different from what you expected.

Should I call it… subdued?

For the Seo Woojin I know, this is an unusually composed response.

…What’s going on?

Weren’t you insanely turned on when you cosplayed Sua and had sex?

Why are you so calm this time?

“If you’re cold, then I guess there’s no helping it. Sigh…”

“…….”

There’s no way you didn’t notice Seo Yeon’s feelings.

Seo Woojin, you’re usually quicker to pick up on things than I am.

Unless… she’s just not your type? But then again—

How many females like her even exist?

More importantly, with Seo Yeon being this obvious, it’s impossible for you not to know.

She’s practically oozing pheromones at this point. You’re not gay, so why…?

Something’s off… What’s the problem here…?

Unable to make sense of it, I cross my arms and ponder for a moment.

“Seo Yeon. Baek Seo Yeon.”

“…What, why…?”

“Can you relax your arms a little? I can’t keep this inside forever.”

“…Wait a sec… You went at it so much… It’s hard to…”

Seo Yeon, who had been blushing in the embrace of the male she adores, slowly peeled herself away from Seo Woojin’s arms.

From the looks of it, she had been clinging tightly until now.

All so he could pull out his cock, now spent after ejaculating.

“Mmm…”

After leaning heavily against Seo Woojin, a gap finally formed between the two.

Seo Yeon must still be lightly climaxing, because every time Seo Woojin tried to pull out, transparent love juices occasionally spurted between them.

As a result, their still-entwined thighs were slick with fluids, but neither seemed particularly bothered.

Then again, they were already a mess with sweat and semen—what’s a little more vaginal fluid on top of that?

…Just like the faint teeth marks left on Seo Yeon’s soft breasts.

All of it just ingredients to satisfy their mutual conquest and submission.

Finally, after Seo Yeon let out a few more squirts of fluid, the semen-covered cock was pulled free.

With a snap, it sprang out and landed on Seo Yeon’s lower belly, where she was still panting from the lingering pleasure.

…Even after making such a mess.

It still wasn’t enough.

The veins bulged thickly,

threatening to reach her cute navel.

Still fully erect.

“Hahh…, hah…”

Even though I’ve seen it so many times I should be used to it by now,

why does my heart race every time I face that thing?

How did something so intimidatingly shaped even come to be?

Perfect for violating a girl lost in her fantasies.

…If I followed my bucket list and treated this soft body like a toy during sex—

Choking her if she squirmed, then pounding into her roughly, as if crushing her insides—

Would she actually die?

But since it’s Seo Woojin…

Maybe she’d be fine?

The cock that stole my first experience in some building’s public restroom.

Staring blankly down at it, I eventually shook my head to clear my thoughts.

No. No way.

This isn’t the time to be getting wet over something like this.

I was genuinely curious whether Seo Woojin was being oblivious or not, but…

“…Even after doing it so much, why is it still the same as before…? This thing.”

“You were the one begging me to creampie you. Any guy with a working dick would’ve done the same, no?”

“I-I-I never begged…!”

“Spreading your freshly creampied pussy for a guy to see—that counts as seduction, doesn’t it?”

“…No? You already came inside by accident, so it didn’t matter if you did it again… I just accepted it…”

“‘Accepted it’? Yozora, what do you think?”

“Huh? M-me?”

…Hmm.

This is tricky.

It feels like Seo Woojin is just messing with Seo Yeon’s head.

But also like he genuinely didn’t know and is deflecting.

I’m usually pretty good at reading people, but…

I’m not sure.

I might have to ask him directly later to find out.

The curiosity that had been neatly piecing things together now ended in disarray.

“A girl acting like this—isn’t that seduction?”

“…….”

Seo Yeon’s skin is traced by Seo Woojin’s gaze, looking far too pleased.

…Her freshly washed, immaculate lower half.

That soft flesh,

parted by his thumb sliding between her thighs.

If it were any other man doing this, it’d be straight-up sexual harassment.

Unforgivable—enough to break their wrist and arm without a second thought.

But instead of getting angry, she just giggles, even though she has every right to be furious.

This time, instead of Seo Woojin—

I do it myself.

“…Like this? What Seo Yeon did?”

“Not exactly, but close enough.”

I pull my hand away,

lightly spreading her tightly closed little slit.

…Ah, hilarious.

Sure, I’m human too, so it’s a little embarrassing.

But Seo Woojin, who just finished having sex with Seo Yeon, is now staring at my body.

And Seo Yeon, who was trying so hard to show off earlier, is now puffing up her tail and slapping the couch.

It’s funny, isn’t it?

Can you not hear that sound?

Or are you doing it unconsciously?

“…Isn’t this just her saying ‘fuck me as much as you want’?”

“Hey, that’s not—”

“Huh? Wasn’t it ‘impregnation sex’? That’s what you were doing, right?”

“Lover sex, lover sex, you idiot…!”

See? Scratching her just a little gets an immediate reaction. So fun.

Instead of wasting energy fighting back, you should just scratch each other.

You should’ve read those shoujo manga Sua kept recommending.

For example, well—

…You should’ve pointed out that I’m already a little wet.

“Yozora, do you get turned on even when your master is fooling around with another girl?”

“At least I only get wet when touched, but you’re just a pervert, aren’t you?”

If you’d said that, I would’ve had no choice but to nod in defeat to our Lady Seo Yeon…

“Lovers… That’s weird too. You clearly told me before that you and Seo Woojin are just business partners, so why?”

This time, I misjudged.

I could keep teasing her by throwing her own words—“lover sex”—back at her, but…

“…It, it is business… but… um…”

“…….”

That clumsy little fox,

unusually stumbling over her words—adorable.

Blinking her eyes rapidly—adorable.

Her cheeks and ears turning red—adorable.

…Maybe this time, I should just let her win, like a tutorial boss.

After a brief internal debate, I made my decision.

“…….”

“…….”

It wasn’t entirely for Seo Yeon’s sake.

…Seo Woojin.

The fact that he’s staying quiet even in this situation makes me think he knew all along and was just playing along.

So if I just nudge Seo Yeon from behind…

…Later.

I’ll be praised.

A two-for-one deal, right?

“Well, how about we wash up first and continue after?”

“You said today’s your dangerous day.”

“Hands or mouths are fine, right? If you’re really worried, then… um… just dump all the semen here?”

“…”

Meaning, right below me.

Grabbing Seo Woojin’s sticky, filthy cock,

Tap, tap,

I knock on Seo Yeon’s womb, undoubtedly packed full of fresh baby batter,

earning a sharp glare through her skin.

…The three of us, who were just bickering, now head to the bathroom together in harmony.

“…Ah, wait a sec?”

Before that.

“Before getting in the tub, we should wash first~”

Stopping in front of the changing area,

gracefully kneeling in place,

I glance up at Seo Woojin.

With a bleh, I stick out my tongue,

part my lips, and—

“Ng, …hng…”

Overwhelmed by Seo Woojin’s scent,

by Baek Seo Yeon’s scent,

by the cock now stabbing at my nose, covered in their mess—

…Not by anyone’s order,

but by my own will.

I take it deep into my mouth.

Schlurp, schlick.

With vulgar, wet noises,

I clean it diligently,

over and over,

until it’s restored to the pristine state I know so well.

Just a little spit left behind.

“Bleh…, …hah. My jaw hurts…”

“…….”

“…I’ll borrow some mouthwash. That okay?”

Gulp.

Swallowing everything left on my tongue,

I stand up.

…Today, after making Seo Yeon admit it with her own mouth.

I’ll.

Enjoy myself too.