Voluntary Relationship (2)

“Like this?”

“No, no, not like that, like this!”

“Of course I don’t know how to pose at first, show me a picture or something!”

“I’m trying to pose because I don’t have a picture, are you stupid, Oppa?”

We lay down on the sofa, our bodies pressed together, and I tilted my head back as far as it would go.

Eunha covered my chin with her right armpit, stretching her arm out as far as possible to get both of us in the photo with her phone.

I couldn’t help but focus on the sensation of her moving around on top of me, trying to get the pose right, and I felt the touch.

Firm yet soft, and although smaller than Jihye’s breasts, there’s still softness there.

The sensation I feel through a single shirt is as electrifying as touching it directly.

“Hey, my neck hurts. Hurry up and take the picture.”

“Just wait a minute! I have to take it as close as possible.”

She groans and tries to stretch her arm out as far as possible to take the picture from a distance.

My neck hurts so much from tilting my head back, I don’t even know if she appreciates this effort.

As she wiggles around to get the pose right, I start to get a reaction too.

It’s not so much that I’m getting horny, but naturally reacting as a man to the smell of a woman’s skin.

On top of that, I feel her breath getting closer to my face, so I close my eyes for a moment and catch my breath.

Calm down, calm down, if I get horny here, things will get really awkward with Eunha.

I hold my breath as much as possible and open my eyes only after enduring it, and then I hear the sound of the picture being taken as I look back at the phone.

I immediately push Eunha away, raise my upper body, and slowly relieve my stiff neck with stretches.

“Okay! Got one. Should we take the next one right away?”

The way she smiles brightly and asks for the next picture is so confident that I’m speechless.

She very naturally wraps her arms around my neck, clings to me, and gets ready to pose again.

If the last one was a concept of lovers lying down and taking a picture together, this time it’s a concept where the man is slightly henpecked.

She wraps her arms around me and pulls me in, and I feel something soft on the back of my head.

I immediately recognize it as her breast and try to change my posture slightly to get away, but she’s stronger than I thought and I can’t get free.

How can such thin arms have such strong strength? Is it some kind of combat-compressed muscle?

The pose is one thing, but it’s probably also because she’s got me by the neck.

There’s no one in the world who can exert strength when they’re grabbed by the neck.

I struggle in vain and give up, looking at the phone with wide eyes, and only then does she take the picture and check it.

The way she nods with satisfaction is, no matter how I look at it, just like a little kid.

“Okay! Great, two!”

“What kind of story is it that you’re taking these pictures for? Let’s at least know.”

“It’s for a new work, I don’t want to be forced into a blind date, so

I’m asking my two nieces, who are under my protection, to lie and say we’re married!”

That’s a really crazy story!

But I can’t bring myself to say it, since I played around with her younger sister and even made her do a fellatio, so I shut my mouth.

It’s not like we’re actually married, it’s a lie, so there’s no problem, and even if we have sex, it’s not illegal.

It’s an adult webtoon, so that kind of content is natural, and she might even put in more of that kind of stuff if it gets her horny.

It’s normal for it not to sell if it doesn’t get you horny.

“Oh… okay, you’re having a hard time too.”

“There’s no problem, right? Everything is legal except for getting married, whether we sleep together or whatever.”

“Legally… that’s right. Uh, even if people say something, there’s no problem except for registering the marriage.”

“So it’s not a problem even if they complain to the company!”

She’s saying it so confidently, she must be determined.

Well, there’s no such thing as high or low when it comes to making a living, and I escaped from her weakened arm strength and lay down on the other side.

“It’s not over yet! Where are you running off to!”

“My neck hurts, let’s rest a bit.”

She crawls right over to me, who ran away to the other side, nestles in my arms, and chokes me.

Aish, how can someone who looks so skinny be so strong?

I try to use my strength to loosen the arm choking my neck, but I can’t exert much strength when I’m grabbed by the neck.

Eunha and I bickered and made so much noise that we didn’t even hear the sound of the apartment door being unlocked.

“You’re really beating up your younger sister. What are you doing, pressing on Eunha’s stomach?”

I barely managed to subdue her by pressing on her stomach with force, and just as I was about to tell her not to do it, Jihye entered.

That look in her eyes, glaring at me with such a contemptuous expression.

In a state where awkwardness still remains, this image remains, and the atmosphere instantly turns cold.

“Oh! Unni, hello! Long time no see!”

Only Eunha, who doesn’t know about the relationship between me and Jihye, smiles brightly, presses on her stomach, and waves her hand.

In this situation, that kind of greeting is poison to me, but I can’t tell her not to do it, so

I barely looked at Jihye with my gaze lost.

“Eunha, you should do it moderately too. You won’t like it if you get involved with that bastard.

He’s the kind of bastard who might do something while you’re sleeping.”

“Ah, fuck, hey, Kim Jihye, hey! You bitch!”

Jihye’s words, coming from a contemptuous expression, completely ruined the atmosphere.

Shibal, I’m so frustrated.

She’s the one who made the bet first and lost, so what am I supposed to do if she acts like that towards me?

Of course, I forced the deepthroat, but she became my slave because she lost the bet.

She shouldn’t have made the bet in the first place, shibeol.

I ran to catch Jihye, who turned around and immediately left, but the elevator was going down below the apartment.

Without realizing it, I kicked the elevator door and entered with a frustrated expression, and Eunha is looking at me differently than before.

She hasn’t seen me get angry much, so she’s even more like that, and she sits huddled in the corner of the sofa with a slightly frightened expression.

“Hoo, don’t look at me like that, Eunha. I’ll get a headache if even you do that.”

“U-Ung, but what did Oppa do that made Jihye Unni like that?”

“We made a bet and she lost, so she’s been living as my slave for a while, she’s like that because she lost the bet.”

Even after saying it, I wondered if I should have said it, but I brushed my face and calmed my annoyed mind.

What did Eunha do wrong? It’s Jihye’s fault for taking it out on me after she lost.

After brushing my face, I relaxed my expression and looked at Eunha, who was looking at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression.

What on earth is she thinking about? Does she even have anything to think about after hearing what I said?

“So you’re saying she’s annoyed because she’s living as a slave?”

“I guess so, there’s no reason for her to be annoyed otherwise.”

“The solution is simple, then I’ll be the slave, so leave Jihye Unni alone.”

“You’ll be the slave? No, you have to do everything I say as a slave?”

“What can’t I do? I’ll accept anything except ‘go and die!'”

She looks so confident, it’s honestly a bit of a headache.

It’s like she’s saying, “It’s not a big deal, why are you so angry! I’ll do it for you, so calm down!” It feels like she’s mediating between children.

It’s not a big deal if it’s not a big deal, but if Eunha solves it, it feels too easy.

Even if our relationship gets a little distant, I should take this opportunity to let her know that I’m not a completely nice guy.

Even if the sweet 2.5 million won contract disappears, I don’t feel good right now, so I don’t want to show her a good side of me.

“Hey, take off your clothes.”

“Huh?”

“You said you’d do everything, take off all your clothes.”

Only after hearing the words to take off her clothes does Eunha make a flustered expression.

Yeah, now you’re coming to your senses, Eunha. My contract with Jihye is not something a child can stop.

“This was a bet that had to be done. But how are you going to do it?

I’ll take care of it myself, so don’t get involved and-“

I thought she definitely wouldn’t be able to do it and lay down on the sofa, and then a cloth covered my face.

When I pulled off the cloth, Eunha’s shirt that she was wearing was in my hand, and Eunha took off her bra, threw it at me, and looked at me confidently.

“Jihye Unni seems to hate it anyway, so isn’t it better for me to be the slave?

My breasts are smaller than Jihye Unni’s, but they’re perkier than hers, right?”

Is this seduction?

She’s beckoning me to come over, was I not aware of it?

Without saying anything, I wrapped my arms around Eunha’s waist and pulled her in, and I felt her small but perky breasts on my face.

I just breathed on her face and felt Eunha’s scent and the touch of her breasts on my face, and I felt better than before.

“I’ll be the slave, so cut it off with Jihye Unni.”

“Okay, okay, I understand. But what will you do if you don’t do what I say?”

“I’ll do everything? But even if I don’t…”

“I’ll stay quiet even if Oppa fucks me.”

She wraps her arms around my head and whispers quietly in my ear.

I was slightly surprised and looked up at her, and she stuck out her tongue with a much more playful expression than before.

It wasn’t that she looked bright, but it seemed like the devil was laughing because she was having fun teasing me.