episode_0569

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There’s one piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

The good news is that this nonsense is less embarrassing than having sex right in front of Seoyeon sunbaenim. Compared to baring each other’s genitals, of course it’s much better to just stroke Seo Woojin’s cock with my hand.

Moreover, thanks to that, I’m gradually getting used to this atmosphere—which could also count as decent news. There’s a saying: “Near ink, you get stained black.”

Just like how you inevitably pick up some habits from bad company…

Seoyeon sunbaenim. And perverts like Seo Woojin—being around them means I’ll inevitably get tainted too.

Though whether that’s actually good news is something I’ll have to think long and hard about… but for now, it feels like it is.

“…….”

As for the bad news…

It’s this coming from right beside me.

“…When the hell are you going to come? You’re holding back on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Why go out of your way to do that?”

“Well, maybe because I don’t want to waste my load elsewhere… Haa…….”

Despite how diligently sunbaenim and I have been stroking him, there’s still no sign of him finishing—no, scratch that.

Because of it, Seoyeon sunbaenim’s hand movements have gotten noticeably rougher.

Because of it, my space is slowly disappearing.

Even worse, sunbaenim let out a deep sigh and got up from her seat—

“…Here. Does this make you want to come now?”

—right in front of my eyes.

Kneeling between Seo Woojin’s legs.

As if there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, she calmly parted her lips in front of the glans.

The attention from Seo Woojin that should’ve been mine too—sunbaenim’s hogging it all.

“The tip… I’ll lick it however you like… So hurry up and come already.”

Given what I saw earlier, maybe giving a blowjob is nothing unusual for her.

Sunbaenim unfazedly flicked her tongue against the precum-slicked cock. Then, as if meticulously cleaning it, she began lapping up the glans with slow, deliberate swirls.

All the while, her hands never stopped stroking Woojin’s shaft, so my space kept shrinking.

If before, I was handling the lower half and sunbaenim the upper…

Now she’s taken over 60%, maybe even 70%, of it.

Of course, part of me is relieved she’s doing this much—it means less work for me—but…

…On the other hand, despite holding back my shame and going this far, my share of attention’s already been snatched away.

That’s kind of… frustrating.

After debating what to do, I tentatively leaned my shoulder a little closer against his.

“…Seo, Seo Woojin.”

“What.”

“While sunbaenim’s giving you a blowjob… …You can touch me, if you want.”

“…Your body?”

“O-only if you’re into it. Only if. …If not, forget it.”

Now that I think about it, I’ve never actually allowed Seo Woojin to touch me like this before.

At most, it was during the early days when we were still feeling out each other’s weaknesses—but after that, this kind of exchange just… never happened.

Usually, that pervert just gropes me whenever he feels like it.

So if I stay passive like this, he’ll just do the same as always—

“……Ah—”

I blurted out permission without thinking, then caught myself—

Wait, why did I say that?—but it was too late.

“…You’re so consistent. It’s almost admirable.”

You were the one who said I could touch you, Seol Dabin.”

“…Who said I minded? I like it. I like it.”

Seo Woojin’s hand slid over my still-on black T-shirt.

Pulling me closer as if to say more is fine, his fingers began exploring upward from my lower stomach—

—then sank into my chest.

All while being watched by that stoic-faced Seoyeon sunbaenim.

“…….”

Somehow…

Somehow, this feels… strange.

“Your bra. Can I leave it on?”

“…Do whatever you want. You never ask normally.”

“You never normally say it’s okay to touch you either.”

“…I-I have! You just don’t remember!”

“Did you?”

“Yes…!”

“Whatever. …You said to do as I please.”

“…….”

Is he… teasing me?

For a second, the urge to smack him flared wildly—

—until his hand, which had only been moving over my shirt, slid down to my lower stomach.

The very spot I’d been tugging my shirt over in embarrassment earlier.

…Then, true to his word, he casually lifted the hem—

—until even the thin T-shirt separating us was gone, and skin met skin.

A place I’d never allowed anyone before Seo Woojin.

And this time, Seoyeon sunbaenim is watching, licking his glans with slow, deliberate strokes.

My ears burned from shame, but I didn’t let it show.

Acting embarrassed would just make it worse.

So I pressed my lips together tightly—while Seo Woojin’s hands began tracing over my body with unsettling gentleness.

From my lower stomach (was I gaining weight?), over the jut of my hips, down to my thighs.

Everywhere.

“…….”

…His hands are really cold.

For someone whose touch is supposedly a cure-all, his body’s kind of a joke.

Compared to my normal body heat, it’s like winter wind.

Maybe cold hands aren’t considered an actual condition.

As I got lost in stupid thoughts, his fingers—which had been gliding over my stomach—returned to my chest.

Or rather…

…to the bra covering it.

“…Seo Woojin. Does touching Dabin like that feel good?”

“Why?”

“…Don’t ask.”

She told him not to ask, but I already knew why—I’d been sneaking glances downward.

Because the moment she asked, his cock twitched against her tongue.

After all her hard work, now he reacts? No wonder she’s annoyed.

…Honestly, given how sweaty sunbaenim and Woojin got earlier…

It’s not impossible that I’m more appealing to him right now than she is.

Lost in thought, I barely noticed Woojin’s fingers hooking around my bra clasp—

—until it came undone with a quiet snap, and he said flatly:

“If it bothers you, take it off yourself later.”

“…Then just tell me to take it off now. No need to make extra work…”

Would I have obediently listened if he’d ordered me?

Even I know this is ridiculous, but answering “Yes, sir” would’ve been even weirder.

Frankly, I doubt I’ll ever say something like that in my life.

So instead, I squeezed a little harder—

—the hand still wrapped around his cock.

But apparently, that just felt good.

Without a word, he started moving his fingers again.

“Ngh……”

Swish, swish—the sound of fabric shifting under my shirt.

Between those noises, his long fingers found my nipples, flicking them lightly.

For someone who usually fucks me so roughly, his touch is weirdly tender now.

The kind of gentleness I’d expect him to reserve for Hayoon.

At least that meant I wasn’t moaning pathetically in front of sunbaenim—

“…….”

“…….”

—but as I squeezed Woojin’s cock, feeling his pulse throb against my palm…

…and watched sunbaenim’s disgruntled expression while she licked his glans…

This tender, teasing…

Slow, deliberate…

…fingering of my stiffening nipples…

This is nothing.

“Seol Dabin. Stop looking down. Look at me.”

“……Hn……”

“…….”

“…Slurp, hah…… Nngh……”

Right in front of Seoyeon sunbaenim—

Kissing Seo Woojin.

Tangling tongues with Seo Woojin.

Swallowing the occasional strand of saliva that slipped between us.

…My rock-hard nipples being pinched—squeeze—

This is nothing.

“…Hah, haa… Seo Woojin…”

Honestly…

…It’s not bad.

“Wait…… Let go. My chest……”

“…Hah. Fine, I let go. Why?”

“I-I’ve got something to do… Just wait……”

Before any humiliating sounds could escape, I pushed his hand away—

—then, with my nipples visibly taut under my black shirt, I moved.

“Sunbaenim… just a sec……”

“…….”

“…Thanks……”

Just because I swapped spit with Seo Woojin a little.

Just because he played with my nipples for a bit.

Rather than moaning pathetically and humiliating myself in front of sunbaenim—

“…Why the look? …This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“You just got weirdly proactive all of a sudden.”

“…I’ve been proactive ever since I decided to do this with you! I’ve been honest about my feelings too!”

“Were you?”

“Yes! Seoyeon sunbaenim knows—… Sunbaenim?”

I climbed onto Seo Woojin’s lap where he sat at the edge of the bed.

His cock, glistening with sunbaenim’s saliva.

Better to claim I couldn’t help moaning once it was inside me than—

“…Ah, sunbaenim. Hold on……”

“…I knew you’d do this.”

“Sunbaenim, seriously, wait—”

—than to climax just from having my nipples touched.

At least this way, it’d be slightly less embarrassing.

“I saw you too, you know. The way you gripped the bedsheet every time his fingers moved under your shirt.”

“Ngh… No, don’t… tease……”

Because I thought it’d lessen the shame.

“Is being honest that hard?”

“Sunbaenim… Sun… bae……”

“…You thought jumping into sex would save you the embarrassment of coming just from your nipples being played with?”

“…… Hah… I’m—ah—coming……”

……Seoyeon sunbaenim, silent behind me, grabbed my chest—

And with the practiced ease of someone who knows a woman’s body,

pinched,

flicked,

and teased my nipples—

until I came in the most pathetic way possible.

But before that—

“…You should be grateful.”

“………Hah…… ………Haa……”

“If it were Yozora here instead of me, this wouldn’t have been the end of it.”

Because I knew it would happen.