Threesome Love Jenga (2)

Bae Yeon-woo pulled another Jenga block.

The part of me I had revealed was now concealed, but the desire he had revealed did not fade so easily. It merely made his hand tremble.

But Bae Yeon-woo was a proper B-rank Enhancement-type. A tremor in his hand was no obstacle to pulling out a single block.

And what if it was? With that level of mental fortitude, he would achieve his goal no matter the obstacle.

In a trembling voice—no, he cleared his throat and spoke calmly. He didn’t look calm, but he enunciated his words clearly nonetheless.

“One minute of foreplay… in a 69.”

He set the block down and approached me.

“But doesn’t it say ‘drawer only’?”

“Oh, does it? I must have misread it.”

As if.

Sorry my eyesight is so good.

He laid me down and spread his legs over my head. In turn, Yeon-woo’s head went over my legs—

“—over our clothes?”

“Sorry?”

“Should we do it over our clothes?”

“…Yes.”

For a moment, I hadn’t heard him.

With the flexibility and strength of an Enhancement-type, Bae Yeon-woo had spread his legs wide, and the dark outline right above my head exuded a thick, masculine scent. The tip of that outline was already soaked, a transparent fluid seeping through his underwear.

“Hey, isn’t that too low-level?”

We both ignored Kim Hee-an’s whining.

Ah, I shouldn’t have pointed it out. If I hadn’t, I could have joined in.

Soon, a gentle, tickling sensation sent a shiver through my body.

Then, a brief silence.

“Ha, heuh…”

Bae Yeon-woo’s tongue licked at the fabric over me.

My body jolted at the novel sensation, and my nose brushed against his bulge.

“Heo,”

This time, the moan was Yeon-woo’s.

He paused for a moment before his fingers began to gently move again—but this time, his lower body moved as well. It was as if he was concentrating on his fingers, but they soon became an afterthought. The movements of his hips grew more and more subtle, and the bulge once again brushed against my nose—

“Time! Time! Time’s up. Get off, it’s my turn.”

The Jenga block was pulled before Yeon-woo could even get off me.

“I got… ‘Face your partner for one minute and love yourself.’ …Loving yourself, that means what I think it means, right?”

“Probably?”

“A-gyeol, sit up. I’m gonna do it. I’ll take my clothes off.”

Kim Hee-an pulled his pants down just enough to reveal his underwear. Then he pulled his underwear down just enough to reveal what was inside—

“Ooh.”

“Bae Yeon-woo, you shut up. …A-gyeol.”

I’m already watching.

That thing of yours, looking like it’s about to burst—

“Hah, heu, A-gyeol…”

Kim Hee-an moaned as his hand pumped up and down. The pink—no, now almost crimson—head slid in and out of his curled fist.

He gazed at me with half-lidded eyes, but contrary to his profound expression, he was dripping pre-cum from below.

Suddenly, Kim Hee-an stopped his hand and slowly caressed himself.

He did that for a moment before starting again, fiercely, then slowly once more.

“Idiot, you gonna cum already? You premature fucker.”

“Shut up, you son of a—bitch.”

“One minute’s up. Put it away. It’s A-gyeol’s turn.”

Kim Hee-an hesitated, slowly putting himself away. Anyone could see the lingering regret.

“I’ll draw.”

There were still plenty of loose blocks.

I pulled one out—

“One minute of blindfolded skinship.”

My eyes met with Kim Hee-an, who was still adjusting his clothes.

“A-gyeol, it’s my turn this time.”

A smile escaped my lips at his desperate expression.

He wants me that badly. Good.

“Alright, I’ll do it with Hee-an this time. But how do we cover my eyes?”

“I brought a blindfold.”

…?

Why a blindfold?

“Did you only bring one?”

“I only brought one. A-gyeol, you wear it.”

“No, you wear it.”

“Me? But you’re the one who drew the block.”

“If you don’t want to—”

“No, no. I’ll wear it. That’s fine.”

The Kim Hee-an who had so brazenly tried to use alcohol to his advantage and spike his own guild members’ drinks with aphrodisiacs was nowhere to be seen.

Before me stood only a slave to lust.

Or is it two of them?

Kim Hee-an put on the blindfold.

“Starting the minute now.”

“Hey, we haven’t even touched yet. Start the timer when we touch.”

Bae Yeon-woo was getting impatient, too.

Kim Hee-an reached his arms out toward me.

“A-gyeol.”

“Yes.”

The moment I moved toward Kim Hee-an, Bae Yeon-woo slipped a hand into his own underwear.

He gripped what was inside—

Flick.

I beckoned for Bae Yeon-woo to come to me.

You’re not thinking of finishing by yourself while I’m busy, are you?

Such a waste of precious Essense. I can’t let that happen.

Bae Yeon-woo flinched, glanced at Kim Hee-an, and then quietly approached me.

Does being an Enhancement-type really make one’s movements so different?

Kim Hee-an didn’t notice a thing as I settled into his arms.

I pressed my lips against the blindfolded, motionless Kim Hee-an. He wrapped his arms around me, his tongue slowly licking my lips.

As he tried to enter, I slowly parted my lips to receive his tongue.

At the same time, my hand slipped into Bae Yeon-woo’s underwear.

A simultaneous wetness on my lips and in my hand.

The wetness in my hand was stickier.

I could feel Kim Hee-an’s breath on my lips and Bae Yeon-woo’s pulse in my hand.

“Heuu—”

Schlick.

Kim Hee-an pulled his lips away and slowly moved down.

He buried his face in my left shoulder, his right hand grabbing my ass, his left hand carefully reaching between my legs—

Swoosh.

With my right hand, I pulled down Bae Yeon-woo’s underwear.

Thump. His thing sprang out, but what was more interesting was his expression.

His eyes widened, and at the same time, his white flame flared to life.

That flame… it drew him toward me.

Bae Yeon-woo, who had been standing just within my hand’s reach, afraid of being caught by Kim Hee-an, was now so close that he would touch Kim Hee-an if he so much as moved his head to my right shoulder.

But so what?

Kim Hee-an had his face buried in my left shoulder and showed no sign of moving.

He just slowly breathed in—and out.

I slowly rubbed Bae Yeon-woo’s shaft.

The twitching thing was endlessly leaking pre-cum.

“Heut,”

Kim Hee-an touched a sensitive spot.

I pulled on Bae Yeon-woo’s shaft.

Pulled until it reached my lips.

His eyes wide, Bae Yeon-woo let himself be led. Now, if Kim Hee-an so much as lifted his left arm, he would touch him.

My lips met the slick pre-cum.

Haahp.

My mouth was filled.

Warm and slick.

I licked up the slippery fluid with my tongue.

Bae Yeon-woo’s lower body trembled faintly.

“Heut,”

Kim Hee-an touched my sensitive spot again.

Now he was rubbing himself against my thigh.

What should I do, Hee-an?

Between you and me, there are layers of clothes.

But between me and Bae Yeon-woo—

Kim Hee-an lifted his head.

Bae Yeon-woo flinched and tried to pull out of my mouth, but I gently gripped the two balls below and refused to let go, so he obediently stopped.

Kim Hee-an buried his face in my chest.

Bae Yeon-woo barely managed to avoid Kim Hee-an’s left elbow.

Wow.

Bae Yeon-woo’s exquisite movements, unable to move with both his parts in my grasp. As expected of an Enhancement-type.

As a sign of my admiration, I moved the hand holding his balls as if playing a piano.

As I slowly opened my mouth, Bae Yeon-woo, who had been twitching nonstop, tried to pull back.

Hmm, he’s holding back.

I can’t have him spilling his Mana, Essense, and Innate Vital Energy in a useless place.

The shaft slowly slid out of my mouth.

As the slick column withdrew and the mushroom head passed my lips, I gently caught it with my lips and gave it a long suck.

Bae Yeon-woo jerked his body back, but it was no use.

As punishment for his audacity, I used the tip of my tongue to furiously tickle his urethral opening.

Bae Yeon-woo’s pelvis began to tremble violently.

He was shaking so pathetically, but he still didn’t cum?

I let my lips pop open, and he scrambled back.

Then he pulled his underwear up.

“Hey, it’s been a minute.”

His voice cracked slightly as he announced that the minute was up.

A minute had certainly passed. It felt more like three.

Kim Hee-an reluctantly removed his face and hands.

Seeing his expression, so full of lingering desire…

Mwah.

A light kiss.

The fact that my lips were covered in Bae Yeon-woo’s pre-cum was none of my concern.

See?

That goofy smile, and his reluctant movements have quickened just a little, haven’t they?

“I’ll, ahem, I’ll draw.”

Bae Yeon-woo, who still hadn’t quite cleared his throat, kept coughing as he pulled a Jenga block.

The trembling in his pelvis seemed to have moved to his hands. Just as I was getting nervous…

Tuk.

Crash.

The Jenga tower collapsed.

“Yes! It fell! You knocked it over twice? A-gyeol, at this point, shouldn’t we just kick this bastard out?”

No way.

If we kick him out, he might just waste his precious Essense on the floor.

Kim Hee-an must have been joking.

“This time I get the high-level one, right?”

“Right.”

Excited, Kim Hee-an began restacking the Jenga blocks at an incredible speed. He seemed to have forgotten that he’d made Bae Yeon-woo stack it last time.

“I’m going first this time. You went first last time.”

“What? You’re the one who knocked it over. A-gyeol, you want to go first?”

“Me? I don’t mind. I’ll go after Yeon-woo.”

The moment I gave my permission, a Jenga block was pulled.

“…Take off one piece of the opponent’s clothing with your mouth, and—”

This one was familiar.

If I remembered correctly, the opposite was—

“Take off one piece of clothing. It’s my turn for a low-level one, so taking off one piece of clothing is right, isn’t it?”

Bae Yeon-woo, who was down to his underwear, stood up and yanked it off.

Completely naked.

Now that he was fully nude, it seemed he’d lost his mind, too. He didn’t sit down, just stood there, swaying back and forth.

“Aish, what the fuck are you doing?”

“It feels nice. A-gyeol, hurry up and draw.”

I ignored the swaying thing and pulled a block.

…It was a little distracting, though.

“What did you get?”

“Oh… Be king for three minutes.”

“There was one like that?”

Yep. Right here.

I held out the Jenga block like a royal inspector’s badge of authority.

“I didn’t know that was in there.”

“I know, right?”

“First—”

The king’s first command.

“Stop that swaying.”

Bae Yeon-woo stopped swinging his hips with an embarrassed look and sat back down on the floor.

“Tch, idiot.”

“Hee-an.”

“Yeah? What is it? What should I do?”

“You get naked, too.”

“Hm? All of it?”

“Yes.”

Kim Hee-an scrambled to take off his clothes.

When he pulled down his underwear, he was just as erect.

And so, everyone was naked except for me.

This really did make me feel like a king—

“Come to me. Both of you.”

The naked Kim Hee-an and Bae Yeon-woo approached me.

I stretched out my folded legs.

“One of you kneel on each side of my legs. Knees on the floor.”

Kim Hee-an and Bae Yeon-woo obediently knelt. My legs were between their kneeling ones.

I playfully flicked my legs up, and they both flinched.

Did they think I was going to kick them in the balls? This is fun.

I opened my arms to them.

As I lifted the arms that had been supporting me, I had to tense my abs.

But this body was an Enhancement-type.

They both approached me on their knees.

When they could get no closer, they hesitated, unsure of what to do.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to embrace me?”

At my words, they both flinched and then leaned into me, almost lying down.

Because they were kneeling, this naturally brought Kim Hee-an’s and Bae Yeon-woo’s erections into contact with my thighs.

I felt a warm weight against me. Both of them were hard.

I lay back, pulling the two of them down with me.

…The floor is hard.

Just as I was about to ask how much time had passed, I felt a movement on my left thigh.

Kim Hee-an, his face buried in my chest, was squirming his hips, grinding against my left thigh.

Seeing this, Bae Yeon-woo, as if he couldn’t lose, started grinding against my right thigh, his face also buried in my chest.

Their pathetic yet cute display made me laugh.

“Hasn’t it been three minutes?”

“You, you can take more time if you want.”

“Yeah. You said you’d do whatever you wanted.”

Their voices were muffled, buried in my chest.

Even so, they kept moving their hips.

“Ah… but the floor is too hard.”

At my words, Kim Hee-an and Bae Yeon-woo stopped simultaneously. They paused, then peeked their heads up.

“Then the bed—”

“Let’s go to the bed—”

I glanced at their white flames.

They were both in the danger zone.