episode_0502

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“What are you doing?”

“Ah, just~ I was looking at what I just filmed~”

“What you just filmed…”

I’m not sure what to call it exactly, but after that strangely ticklish time ended,

I went to the kitchen briefly to quench my thirst and found Yozora staring blankly at her phone—unlike Nana or Baek Seoyeon, who were still fresh and clean.

…And beside her, Baek Seoyeon lay face down, tightly hugging a pillow, while gasping and struggling to steady her breath.

The volume was slightly loud.

The unmistakable sounds of Baek Seoyeon’s moans had filled the bedroom just moments earlier.

Honestly, I wondered if deliberately giving her ammunition to scold me later was really the right move,

but apparently, she finds this kind of back-and-forth fun.

Dismissing the idle thought, I approached her with a cup of cold water.

“Baek Seoyeon. Sit up and drink.”

“…Too tired.”

“Want to drink later?”

“…Mhm.”

“Alright, then. I’ll leave it here on the nightstand. Rest up.”

“……”

Maybe because I had just been shoving my cum deep inside Baek Seoyeon while tangling tongues with her,

even when I spoke to her, her state didn’t change.

Exhausted, wiped out, spent—these were the words that fit.

At most, she lightly scratched the back of my hand resting on the bed before letting out a strained groan and clinging tightly to the snow-white pillow again.

Honestly, if she’s this drained, it’s no surprise she’s not saying anything even with Yozora teasing her like this.

Still, at least with my powers, I can relieve muscle fatigue.

I placed my hand near the base of Baek Seoyeon’s tail, gently patting the limp fox tail…

…only to get lightly punched by a small, weak fist mid-motion.

Apparently, touching her tail isn’t very pleasant.

Even though earlier, when I was thrusting from behind, grabbing it and tugging lightly made her squeeze my shaft tightly while telling me to stop,

it turns out she genuinely disliked it, separate from arousal.

“Sigh…”

Well, whatever.

Now, it’s time to clean up.

Not just our bodies—the bedroom reeks of cum, so even though it’s December, I should air it out.

Might as well pick up the beer cans and snack bags scattered around the living room too.

So, loosening my stiff neck, I turned toward the living room—when:

“Seo Jin. Seo Jin.”

“Yeah?”

Yozora, who had been silently watching the video until now, called me to a stop.

Tilting my head, I glanced at her sitting on the bed.

“Come here for a sec? I think this would be better if we watched it together.”

“Together? That’s just a video of Baek Seoyeon getting railed. What’s the point of me watching…?”

“…Excuse me. Even if it’s true, that’s way too blunt…”

“Hey. Just come here, quick. C’mon, sit next to me.”

“……”

Isn’t this just an invitation to watch porn together?

I hesitated for a second, unsure of her intent, but this is Yozora we’re talking about.

Maybe she’s frustrated because today was risky, or the condoms she bought are uncomfortable,

and now she’s compensating by doing this.

Besides, after ten years, I’ve learned firsthand how much of a hassle she becomes if I don’t indulge her whims.

Rolling the thoughts around, I eventually turned and walked over to sit beside her.

Unlike me, probably reeking of sweat, the lingering scent of sweet body wash still hung in the air around her.

…Considering how she had squirted body wash all over her chest before rubbing it against me in the shower earlier,

maybe that’s to be expected.

“So? What’s this about watching together?”

“Here~ Sit down and look at this.”

When I sat and lowered my gaze, what greeted me was—

(Of course, the sounds leaking from it made it obvious enough, but still.)

A video of Baek Seoyeon and me having sex moments earlier.

And the scene Yozora had picked out was—

“What do you think? Well-filmed, right? The title’s still undecided, though~”

—the part where I had demanded Baek Seoyeon ride me facing forward.

…Baek Seoyeon perched on my thighs, her waist held firmly by one of my arms,

her soft breasts pressed tightly against me as I kissed her relentlessly.

That kind of moment.

She kept pouring out words like how much she loved this.

To the point Baek Seoyeon was the one who asked for it first.

A brief bout of sex.

“The focus is fine… but I wouldn’t call it well-filmed.”

“Huh? Why not?”

“If it were well-filmed, you’d see our faces. Here, only mine and Baek Seoyeon’s bodies are visible.”

“Mmm. Guess you don’t understand the appeal. Normally, angles where only the chin down is shown are the hottest. The cutoff point should be just above the lips, you know?”

“……”

Since it had just happened, the memory was vivid. Staring at it now, Yozora started lecturing me with clear articulation.

Honestly, I didn’t really get why that made much of a difference,

but at the end of the day, her feelings were her feelings. I brushed it off casually.

When arguments with Yozora start, the loser is always me anyway.

I’m already used to humoring drunks.

But now, there’s one thing I’m curious about:

“So, why did you want to watch this together?”

“Oh, nothing special! Umm~”

This.

When I bluntly asked, Yozora stalled instead of answering directly, as if choosing her words carefully.

But even that lasted all of five seconds.

Soon, she poked my hand—

…coincidentally, the same spot Baek Seoyeon had just touched earlier—

as she answered:

“…’Cause I wanna do it too?”

Short,

mixed with a needless fake cough.

“Didn’t… we do something like this before?”

“We haven’t? I’ve tried all the other positions in this video… but… this one, no. Really, really not.”

Well, Yozora’s memory is more accurate than mine.

Even though she usually acts like she’s braindead, I know she’s actually pretty sharp—sharp enough to have gotten into a prestigious high school.

…Above all, she doesn’t have memories with other men.

Plus, demanding a specific position isn’t that big of a request.

Since her friend (Baek Seoyeon) clearly enjoyed a position she’s never tried, her curiosity must’ve kicked in.

For a moment, my gaze lingered on the two people on the phone screen—Baek Seoyeon’s ass gripped by my veiny hand as she bounced up and down.

Meanwhile, I softly caught Yozora’s finger, still poking the back of my hand, and held it gently.

“It’s almost Christmas. We can do it then.”

Roughly two weeks from now.

Right after final exams end.

We do have a special day coming up.

“…Christmas?”

“Yeah.”

“…But we could have sex tomorrow too, right? Or are you busy lately…?”

“You said today was your risky day, right? By then, it should be safe. Probably—I dunno for sure.”

“…Ah. That kinda meaning. Umm…”

“Or is that not the case? I hear cycles vary from girl to girl.”

“Mmm… That time should be just barely safe… probably…”

“……”

“…Mm… Two weeks…”

“If you don’t want to wait, we could just use a condom tomorrow…”

“No no! Christmas sounds great!”

…Her reaction was oddly hesitant.

Thinking maybe she’d prefer sooner, I asked again, but we ultimately settled on meeting briefly for Christmas.

Pinky promises and all—she swore we absolutely had to meet, even hooking her pinky with mine emphatically.

On a side note, out of all the Yozoras I’ve seen so far, this was the most unexpected reaction yet.

Valentine’s Day, Christmas—she was always the one among our circle who cared the most about these occasions.

This time, though, she seemed noticeably less enthusiastic.

…Maybe it’s just because there’s still time until Christmas.

Or maybe there’s another reason I haven’t thought of.

While I mentally skimmed through possibilities—

“…Hey, um.”

“Yeah?”

“…Shouldn’t you be seeing… Ji-Yun on Christmas?”

She asked this while still interlocking pinkies with me.

Now I had an idea why she hadn’t been happy earlier.

“Lee Ji-Yun and her are meeting on Eve. Probably.”

“Eve?”

“I mean, Christmas is fine, but I’ve got something the day after too. Gotta keep Seol Da-bin in mind too. So spending the night before would work better.”

“…Oh. So that’s why…”

“Pretty much… I’ll probably leave by evening, so I’ll be free after that.”

“Ah… Ah… Ehehe…”

It’s nothing major, but I do have to show my face at the Academy.

Or, since it’s Christmas, I should account for the unlikely chance of Seol Da-bin needing something.

When I explained that I was keeping Christmas relatively open, Yozora’s expression visibly brightened.

…She had stopped poking my hand, but now she was nudging me with her shoulder.

Indulging her, I wrapped an arm around her back, and she pressed close until our thighs touched.

That soft sensation made my cock twitch reflexively—

Just then, Yozora, wearing a mischievous grin, whispered:

“…So the star of Christmas… is me?”

“Think whatever you want. Like I said, Seol Da-bin or something else might come up, so plans could shift.”

“Well~ That’d be an act of god, so nothing we can do. Ahem…”

“……”

“…Looking at you now, you really are a trashy guy. I get why Seoyeon kept saying stuff like that now. Pffft…”

“You’ve known I was trash from the start.”

“Nah~ I mean, like… Seoyeon fumbling her confession to a guy like this is kinda hilarious… Ow, hey, stop pinching…!”

“…Who said you were the main character, idiot? …You think Su-a and I would just sit quietly at home?”

While Baek Seoyeon lay still face down until now,

her body here and there—

squeeze, squeeze—

got pinched.