The World's Greatest Sex Friend
Knock. After knocking, I counted to thirty in my heart. When there was still no response, I knocked twice more. A creeping anxiety welled up inside me the entire time I waited—a dark, ominous feeling that perhaps I’d ruined everything. I suppressed those negative thoughts, and thankfully, the hotel door finally creaked open.
Click.
A head peeked out. "Heh, and why might our gentleman be paying a visit?"
"C-can we not be sarcastic?"
As the door opened, the scent of shampoo and slightly damp hair wafted out. It was a pleasant fragrance, like bursting soap bubbles, that seeped into the tip of my nose as if she’d just finished showering.
"……."
"……."
However, as if to represent our current state of mind, the door to room 1307 didn't swing open wide. She still held a grudge, keeping her hand on the doorknob and only poking her face out as if on guard. I had no right to point that out, but I leaned forward slightly, trying to pierce through the heavy, snowy wall she’d erected.
"For starters... can I come inside to talk?"
"Oh my, are you really trying to enter a room where a woman is all alone?" She recited it in a tone like she was reading from a textbook, then covered her mouth. "The world is a scary place these days. I’m a 'Confucian girl' who believes in the fundamental rule that men and women shouldn't share the same space, so it’s hard for me to let you in."
After the confession of separate rooms, the endless mockery. The problem was that it wasn't mixed with her usual playfulness; it was cold. We hadn't had a massive fight, but I got the feeling that if Yeoeun were truly angry, this is how she would be. The feeling that I’d be pushed away forever and eventually discarded. I swallowed hard.
I had committed the sin, so I was willing to endure it. I began to list my reasons, serious and clear.
"I'll tell you the real reason why I booked separate rooms. Even so... can you not?"
"……."
My tone was pleading, laced with a hint of desperation. Yeoeun still glared at me with a sullen face. She held onto the door, resisting, but perhaps she didn't want to be childishly angry either; she let out a sigh and cooled off inside. She pushed the door open just a crack.
"Hoo... come in."
Once I stepped inside, the floor and the bed were a mess, despite it being a room checked into just today. Imported beer. Pistachios. High-end beef jerky. These weren't snacks we’d brought; they were all items sold by the hotel. As if taking a timid revenge, Yeoeun had opened the hotel’s expensive nuts and beer, taken a single bite of each, and tossed them aside.
'...I’m going to have to tighten my belt this month.'
Truth be told, even booking two hotel rooms was enough to make my finances wobble, but I swallowed that thought. In this grave atmosphere, economic conditions were a problem for later.
"……."
"……."
Yeoeun and I sat on the bed. We sat side-by-side, the distance between us just enough for one person to fit, the air between us slightly desolate. I opened the floor.
"First of all... it wasn't a lie when I said booking two rooms was for privacy."
"Heh, starting off with pathetic excuses, are we?"
"I-it's not an excuse!"
I caught my voice and my arm just as they were about to rise, forcing them down. Remembering that I was still the sinner here, I kept my legs tucked in and continued, leaning in closer.
"It's just... it can look blatant. It felt like I wasn't respecting your wishes."
There was no lie in my words. The other party might find my attitude frustrating to the point of death, but the way I’d lived my life until now couldn't change in just a month. At that, Yeoeun sighed again. Eventually, sensing that I truly meant it, she let her guard down and parted her lips.
"Tell me, honey. Do I look like some sheltered maiden who's afraid of men to you?"
"...That's not it."
"I've been blunt and shown you everything. I came onto you that hard—did you really think I’d pull back now?"
That wasn't it either. I wasn't an idiot; I could guess. I knew that Yeoeun was looking forward to everything that would happen today. I, who had been there on the scene, knew well enough that she hadn't disliked the two times we’d been intimate. I knew that, but...
"There was an important reason I booked separate rooms."
I persisted. I pushed my argument, which was digging deep inside, to the very end.
"Actually... I was planning to stay in separate rooms until I felt ready to be certain."
"...That's quite a desperate thing to say."
"Honestly, it would have been better if today's date had gone as expected, but—no, it was actually better that it didn't go as planned. I think it was better because I saw a different side of you, Yeoeun."
In this moment, I remembered the words Yeoeun had used to comfort me during the day. I remembered the warmth of her hand holding mine even when things weren't going well. I had seen not just her exterior, but an interior just as beautiful.
Squeeze!
That was why—
"Yeoeun—no, Joo Yeoeun!"
"E-eung?!"
I grabbed her hands as if launching into a sudden sprint. After firmly gripping her wrists, I tensed the muscles in my neck and prepared to fire. I was about to start with a level of intensity unlike me, and startled, Yeoeun twisted her body slightly away.
Squeeze!
But this time, I didn't let her escape. I pulled her arms, restraining her so she couldn't get away. It was something I was doing for the first time. Since it was my first time doing it, I might kick my blankets in embarrassment later, but I wanted to do it. In front of a woman like this, I wanted to summon some foolish courage. Even if I ended up in tatters later, I wanted to move forward.
"I really like you!"
"……!"
"At first, I said let's just start as friends... but I've come to like you more and more!"
"U-uhhh...?"
"I still think that way sometimes. That you're way too out of my league... those kinds of complex thoughts. But, but! Even if I come onto you with everything I've got and end up rejected, falling into the gutter—I wanted to try!"
It was embarrassing. I braved that and went all the way to the end.
"So, physical intimacy is great, but I really like you, Yeoeun! I like you so much that I want to have sex with you, too! That’s my conclusion."
I poured it out sincerely. It flowed out as if I were unlocking a safe in my heart that had been sealed with a twelve-layer lock. I didn't even know why I had suddenly switched to formal speech at this point. It might have been the psychological distance I still felt, or perhaps I wanted to evoke the nostalgia of turning back the clock to a month ago. Regardless, I confessed. It wasn't necessarily a nuance of wanting to date formally, but I confessed my inner feelings. I poured out my honest heart like a flood. Now, all that was left was the answer.
"Yeoeun?"
"A-ah, no! T-that is..."
Since I didn't avoid her gaze even after the confession, she hurriedly lowered her head. She cast her eyes down to look at the wrists I was holding, which had turned red from my grip. Yeoeun was flustered. Where had her usual composure gone? She was squirming as if she didn't know what to do.
"Hoo, hoo...!"
Eventually, she even took a deep breath. She repeated the process of puffing out her chest and pulling it back in, then lifted her chin with resolve. She raised her flushed face. Then, she shifted her eyes to the upper right.
"H-honey! Even for me, hearing such a cringeworthy confession to my face... it's a bit much, you know?!"
This was another face I was seeing for the first time. A face completely bright red, unlike the nine-tailed fox who usually bewitched men. It wasn't a face flushed with excitement, but one born of being emotionally overwhelmed. It was a face that looked ten thousand times more embarrassed than when I was licking her down there. It was the face of the person I liked, someone so cute and terribly lovely that I wanted to protect her. The face of the person I loved, the one I wanted to monopolize.
"……."
"……."
After that, it was as if we’d agreed to stop talking. In reality, words weren't needed. The atmosphere pulled the two of us together like magnets. As if we both already knew what to do, our upper bodies leaned in, overlapping like the character for 'person' (人).
Smooch... smooch♥
We kissed. The order had been a mess until now, but only now were we truly beginning to kiss.
'...Delicious.'
To put it simply, it was soft. I was kissing her, yet I found myself wanting to kiss her more. Her eyes were closed tightly. I could feel the twitching sensation in the wrists I was holding. I felt like I was going to die from how much I liked this. It was a moment where time could have stopped, and it would have been perfect.
Smooch, smooch— slurrrp... slurp slurp♥
However, we immediately moved on to 'adult time.' When I got drunk on the moment and pushed my tongue in, Yeoeun welcomed it and tangled her tongue with mine. We were both excited, breathing heavily through our noses, unable to control our overflowing strength as we pressed against each other.
"Hah, mm... mmm, Seungwoo honey, you're suddenly so aggressive...♥"
We moved forward, exchanging saliva. We lunged at each other roughly, as if unraveling the desires we’d kept suppressed. *Squeeze, squeeze♥*
"Uhhng♥"
We touched each other at the same time. Yeoeun hadn't brought a change of clothes, so even after washing up, she was still wearing the short skirt she’d had on during the day; I shoved my hand inside and molested her. I touched her right through her panties. Along with the feeling of the extremely thin fabric, I rubbed my middle finger along the texture of her vaginal opening. I was sexually harassing the female I’d come to love to my heart's content.
At this point, I felt relieved, too. There were no more elements to act as obstacles. I truly liked her. Now that I’d confirmed those feelings, I decided to put off all the potentially gloomy things that might happen later, like homework to be done another day.
"There, touch there more... it felt amazing last time♥"
It was enough just to like her. *Throb♥* Because I liked her, I wanted to messily fuck her with my fully erect cock starting right now.