episode_0544

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To erase the lingering scent of cum that had filled my mouth, I finished an unplanned second round of brushing.

After thoroughly rinsing my mouth, I even checked the mirror to make sure nothing was left behind before turning off the faucet.

…If Mom had caught me, how the hell would I have explained why I did something like that?

Even now, after calming down a bit, it felt ridiculous, but I might have missed the right timing to confront him angrily.

Besides, in the end, I wasn’t actually caught, and that bastard would’ve slithered his way out of it anyway.

But still, if he keeps escalating things like this, won’t he eventually end up having sex with me fully intending to get caught by my parents…? Ugh…

My thoughts were interrupted briefly. But considering Seo Woojin’s usual behavior, I doubted he’d go that far, so I let out a sigh of relief.

Whenever we met alone, if I showed genuine discomfort, he’d stop even his teasing right away.

Even what he just did—he only went that far because I didn’t seriously resist. From his perspective, it was probably just to satisfy some shallow sense of conquest.

The thrill of fulfilling his sexual desires in a situation where he might get caught by my family.

…No, now that I think about it, maybe “sense of depravity” is a better term. But whatever.

“Ugh…”

…So now, all that’s left is the very purpose of Seo Woojin coming to my house.

Killing time until my parents fell asleep wasn’t particularly difficult.

It’s just a matter of passing the time, right?

If I buried myself in bed and fiddled with my phone, it’d be over in no time.

It worked last time, so it should work again now.

So after leaving the bathroom, I walked toward the living room and glared at Seo Woojin, who was sprawled on the couch like he owned the place, before grumbling to myself and heading to my room.

After properly closing the door, I reached for my phone charging by the bed—

“……?”

—when I noticed a familiar notification on the screen.

One of the group chats I was in with close friends.

Specifically, a chat with a lot of friends from the same academy.

And the content was—

“…Ah, this is that place.”

A photo.

A cozy dessert stood out against the backdrop of a familiar café.

– Da-bin would love this too. – She’s probably busy fucking her boyfriend right now. Tell her to come with him later. – Boyfriend? Oh, right. I heard he came down a few days ago. – That’s why she’s barely been responding lately. Too busy doing it from morning till night. – Doing what? Just say she’s busy having sex. They’re grown adults… – Ugh… Even Ha-yoon, who went on a hot spring sex trip, showed up today…! – Hey, when did I ever—

Among the chatter in the photo, the face of the friend I was most concerned about right now appeared.

Comments like “This one’s so bad, that’s why I only posted it here” and laughter filled the chat, but the same friend’s name kept popping up.

I suppressed whatever emotion bubbled up at the sight.

Instead, I opened YouTube.

“…….”

…Just like earlier, when I thought “sense of depravity” might be more accurate.

It wasn’t quite guilt.

Just a little.

Really, just a little.

Different.

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12:54 AM.

A time when it wouldn’t be strange if my parents—or even Seo Woojin—had dozed off.

Since he’d texted earlier saying “Let’s meet around 1 AM,” I wasn’t too worried, but…

It was still a time when I couldn’t help but wonder if he might’ve fallen asleep waiting.

I got out of bed slightly earlier than 1 AM.

Peeking out the door, the living room was pitch black, no different from usual.

The only faint light came from the dim moonlight outside the window.

Until my eyes adjusted, I couldn’t see an inch ahead, but—

Not seeing didn’t mean I couldn’t move.

“…Hey.”

I’ve lived in this house since birth—there’s no way I wouldn’t know the layout.

So, carefully feeling my way along the walls and furniture, I soon reached the living room couch.

Standing in front of it, I called out to Seo Woojin quietly, making sure not to wake my parents.

…No response.

I could hear soft breathing, but there was no rustling of movement, no sign he’d heard me.

Meaning he was either messing with me…

Or he’d genuinely dozed off.

But the idea that the guy who came here to fuck me had accidentally fallen asleep was kind of funny.

Convinced this pervert was just playing around, I reached out blindly.

Leaning over the back of the couch, I stretched my arm down and soon felt something—probably a person.

Wrapped in a blanket, I couldn’t feel body heat, but the shape suggested it was Seo Woojin’s stomach.

If I moved my hand up slowly from here, then naturally—

“…What are you doing?”

“…Y-You scared me…!”

Just as I thought I’d reach his face—

A large hand clamped around my wrist.

I barely managed to swallow the scream that almost escaped.

“Why are you groping someone so perversely?”

“Then say something next time…! I thought you were asleep…!”

“I figured if I pretended to sleep, you’d just leave me be. But then you started feeling me up, so I got curious about what you were thinking.”

If I left you alone, you’d just make up for it another day. What’s the point?

I bit back the words and just sighed.

Arguing could wait—we needed to move first.

If we kept whispering here and my parents heard, we’d have to awkwardly explain why we were talking in the dark.

“…Just follow me to my room first.”

“I’d like to hear why you were groping me first.”

“Ugh… I’ll tell you there…! Just come on…!”

“…Hmm.”

Normally so indifferent, yet so stubborn at times like this.

Helping him tidy the blanket, I soon felt him stand in the darkness.

Just that small movement made me shrink back slightly—maybe because Seo Woojin was taller.

Reaching out toward his faint silhouette, I grabbed his wrist.

Being a guy, his wrist didn’t fit easily in my hand.

The muscles beneath his skin shifted with my touch—an unfamiliar sensation.

But calling it unfamiliar felt strange.

Baek Jiho’s body was well-built too, wasn’t it?

So rather than unfamiliar, it should’ve felt… somewhat familiar.

“…….”

……When was the last time I’d touched Baek Jiho’s body with my own hands?

Lost in thought, I pursed my lips and started walking.

If I’d known walking in the dark with someone would be this awkward, I would’ve left my room light on.

I forced myself to focus on that instead.

“I’ll turn on the light. One, two—”

Click.

As the fluorescent light filled the room, my eyes, just adjusted to the dark, instinctively squinted.

The first thing I saw was my bed, the blankets messy from me crawling out earlier.

And right beside it—Seo Woojin.

…Still in the shirt he’d worn at dinner, his smile unwavering, like something amused him.

Probably lost in perverted thoughts, I pointed at him and ordered:

“…Close the door properly. And grab a few towels from that drawer.”

“Towels?”

“Do I really have to explain why?”

“If you’re suddenly asking for them, of course I’d be curious.”

“It’s not sudden… Ugh…”

We’d used towels during sex at his place before, so he knew why.

Him asking anyway meant he 100% wanted to hear me say it.

…For fluids. So they don’t stain the bed.

When you start pounding into me like an animal,

If I end up climaxing because of you,

Even if I don’t want to, my body will leak on its own.

So it doesn’t soak into the mattress.

Annoyed by his smirk, I glared. He just smiled faintly and walked to the drawer.

Clicking my tongue at his back, I lightly sat on the bed.

“…….”

…Alright.

Then soon…

…I’ll be doing it with that pervert.

That’s fine, but—

The problem is…

…The other pervert.

On the other side of this wall.

“So, why were you groping me earlier?”

Having sex with Seo Woojin in my room—

Honestly, Baek Jiho would probably love it more than anything.

But would it really be okay?

What if it’s more… intense than expected?

Lost in thought, I pushed the blankets aside. Seo Woojin, now holding a few towels, spoke up.

“…What do you think? I thought you were asleep and was trying to wake you up.”

“The Da-bin I know would’ve left me there to sleep till morning.”

“The Seo Woojin I know would’ve used that as an excuse to drag me out again.”

“Who knows? Maybe I’d drag you out regardless.”

“…Is that something to brag about? You pervert.”

“Not bragging. Just stating facts.”

“………What’s so great about my body anyway…?”

The only reason you can drag me around like this is because Baek Jiho’s tastes are twisted.

Calling him a pervert to his face, I scooted deeper onto the bed, closer to the wall.

Picking up one of the towels he’d brought, I fidgeted with it before—

“…Hey, Seo Woojin.”

“Yeah?”

This wall—based on past experience—

Small sounds don’t carry to the other side.

…But assuming Baek Jiho is listening right now, waiting like I told him to—

I lowered my voice.

“…You know Baek Jiho’s staying at his family home, right?”

“I know.”

“…Just in case you forgot, his room is on the other side of this wall.”

“Ah, this wall.”

“So… it might… be heard.”

“…….”

“…If the sounds get too loud, I mean…”

This kind of thing—

Seo Woojin loves it, doesn’t he?

Telling me to break up with Baek Jiho, acting like he wanted to steal me away…

…Or that time he fucked me raw without a condom.

If I tell him Baek Jiho’s room is right there, that our sounds might be heard—

He’ll definitely get excited.

“…Do you want to keep it a secret from Baek Jiho?”

“Who knows?”

“…Or do you want to flaunt it? That you’re fucking me… right now…?”

“…Hm.”

“…I knew it. You do want to rub it in his face.”

“I haven’t said anything yet.”

“Your eyes give you away…? You got turned on the second I mentioned it.”

“Did I?”

“Ugh… Anyway, so…”

And even if it’s not my thing—

Baek Jiho would love it.

“…There’s something I kinda want to try… while we’re at it.”

“Something you want to try?”

“Like… a test…? Sort of…”

If my childhood friend, who begged me to cuckold him, has the tastes I think he does—

He’d definitely be into this.

“…While we’re having sex, I might say some weird things…”

“…….”

“…Is that okay? With you?”

“Define ‘weird things.’”

“…Do I have to say it?”

“Yeah.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah.”

“….”

“….”

“…Ugh. Lean in for a sec…”

“….”

“……, ………. …. Something like this…”

“…Seriously?”

“Y-You think I’d mean it? You know it’s just to rile Baek Jiho up… Yeah. Just… on purpose…”

…This should be fine.

Probably.