Chapter 202
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 202
Chapter Title: Reality. Deflowering My Little Sister
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‘This cheeky little brat….’
I mentally added +1 stack to disciplining my little sister's pussy.
“Whoa… still, an aphrodisiac is a bit much…. Huh? Look at your face? Something's up? What did you add? Wait…. No way, drugs?”
“…H-how did you read that? Don't bullshit me. You're a superhuman, right? Awakened or something?”
“…Nah, just took a stab in the dark? And you bit. Figured if you're the kind of brother who'd try slipping me an aphrodisiac, drugs weren't out of the question. …For real?”
+2 stacks.
“….”
“Holy shit, you psycho…. You were gonna dose your own sister with aphrodisiacs and drugs? Are you fucking insane? Should I just dunk your head in a bowl of water and not let you breathe for like ten hours? Whoa… what if I tell Mom and my sisters?”
“…W-wait. …P-please. Not that…. …Hey! Blackmailing me with snitching is cheating!”
My mentality got utterly shredded.
My little sister toyed with me for over an hour.
I couldn't take it anymore—my mental state shattered, I was pissed—so I tried to leave the hospital room.
But she read my expression perfectly and stopped me.
“Wait. Hold on, oppa. Just a sec.”
“What now. …Ugh. Cut the dog training shit already. I'm out. Not coming back here ever again.”
The moment I declared I was never coming back, my little sister looked shocked and hurriedly stopped me.
She was on the verge of tears, sniffling—clearly hit hard.
“……O-okay. S-sorry. …D-don't say that. Sniff, …I-I'll stop teasing now. …I-I'll drink this. Look at me, oppa?”
“What?”
My little sister was holding the strawberry milk I'd given her.
“You said you'd feed me…. You pervert…. This is what you wanted, right? No weird side effects or anything? Even if you're my oppa, you weren't trying to make me a total wreck or something…? You're not the type to treat me that carelessly.”
“Yeah. No matter what, I wouldn't put anything harmful in your—.”
She listened to me, then chugged the strawberry milk I'd given her before I even finished.
Downing it in one go, she looked at me and said,
“Next time, bring chocolate milk. Strawberry's your favorite. I like chocolate.”
“Uh….”
“I kept my promise.”
“Uh…. Yeah…. Okay.”
“Nngh…♡ …I-is this it? Hnngh…♡ …It kicks in fast. What the hell did you put in this? This kind of drug exists? Heut, …f-feels like it suits me too well. …No way, something you got from the Tower? Heung…♡ …S-something that didn't exist before?”
“…Huh? Uh…, yeah, something like that….”
“Hngh, you prepared this for your sick little sister? Heut…♡ Hii…♡”
“….”
“Oppa, you're disgusting. Hngh…♡ Sometimes I wanna smack you when you pull this. Think about it from my side. Nng…♡ You're sick and hurting, and your little sister goes, ‘Here, aphrodisiac and drugs,’ then tries to fuck you? Doesn't give a shit about your pain. Ungh…♡ You'd like that?”
“…….”
‘Hell yeah…? Sounds fucking great?’
“…W-what's with that face? …N-no way. You like that? You perverted psycho. Heut…♡”
From the nuance in her words, doing that when she's sick might be kinda hot?
Hmm, thinking again, if she's really suffering, it'd probably piss her off….
But if it's just mildly sick, it'd be great….
Our perspectives differ, so her take makes sense.
If it's a light cold and she services me, wouldn't that be nice?
If she's on death's door, yeah, that'd suck…? Not sure.
My little sister's face was flushed deep red.
Looking closer, her ears and neck were red too.
If I stripped her, her whole body would probably be dyed pink.
A sickly beauty's skin, pale as white jade from never seeing sunlight in the hospital.
Paint that canvas with arousal's red blush, and it stands out even more.
White backgrounds make even tiny specks obvious.
“Haa…♡”
Yearning filled my little sister's expression as she let out heated breaths.
Yearning for me.
“Oppa, I…♡ Can't hold back anymore, hngh…♡”
I approached her.
She weakly gestured toward the hospital room door.
“Hngh…♡ …L-lock the door first. Cover the glass window with the curtain too.”
“Got it. Be right back.”
I rushed to the door, locked it, and curtained off the glass.
Then dashed back to her.
Drained from arousal, she was struggling alone on the bed to peel off her patient pants like shedding snake skin.
I helped her slide them off.
Her plump pussy mound and faint, cottony white pubic hair hit my eyes first.
The legendary white snowpeak, untouched and unconquered by any man.
Or maybe this legendary white peak exists only for me—no other man's even laid eyes on it.
Only I've seen it, only I've touched it, and only I'll claim it.
Love juices trickled from her pristine, inexperienced slit—never touched by any hand.
After all, she'd downed strawberry milk laced with aphrodisiac and drug cum.
Her small, cute clit, probably once hooded, was fully erect, proclaiming her owner's intense arousal.
A light touch, and “Hngh…♡ Hnng…!” burst from her lips.
“Oppa…♡ Kiss me…♡”
I pulled my gaze from her slit and slowly looked up at her face.
My eyes traced her body—from her lower half and upper half, immature and frail despite adulthood due to her chronic illness—to her face.
A girl's face on the cusp of womanhood.
I wanted to etch this moment forever, savor it.
No pulling out a camera and ruining the mood.
This feeling, this time.
I soaked it all in with my senses, lingered purely in the now.
This very moment.
“My first kiss. Take it, oppa…♡”
Clear, beautiful eyes.
Staring into them, I slowly—oh so slowly—pressed my lips to hers.
Soft and warm. Plump, moist lips.
I slipped my tongue inside.
She flinched cutely, but soon parted her lips, extending her tongue to tangle with mine.
Clumsy, awkward tongue movements.
The fresh innocence of a girl who's read about kissing in books, maybe practiced alone a few times imagining her love.
And that's why this kiss was so sweet, so tender.
My cute little sister, eyes squeezed shut, trembling from excitement, pretending to be all grown up and nonchalant—it was adorable.
Tongues entwined, warm breaths mingled, saliva strings stretched long, parted briefly to gaze lovingly, then tangled again….
I kept going until she, panting heatedly, was satisfied.
“Ah…♡ Haa…, haa…♡ Oppa. I feel so happy right now…♡ This isn't a dream, right…? If it's a dream, I don't wanna wake up—don't let me wake… I've always imagined this moment.”
She knew it wasn't a dream.
That deep, long first kiss we shared was that blissful for her.
I smiled wordlessly and pressed my lips to hers again.
Happy? Like it? Then more. Gotta give my baby sis plenty if she wants it.
I touched her blissed-out, utterly happy face.
Ears, hair, cheeks, jawline.
Then down her neck, collarbone, undid half-open buttons, peeled off her patient top.
Everything else petite and immature, but those adult C-cup tits—that's the loli big-tits beauty build I've heard about.
Pink nipples stood erect in the center of each pale, jade-white breast, demanding attention.
Aroused pink nubs, perky and stiff.
I leaned in, took a nipple in my mouth, rolled it.
Sucked noisily, but wanted more—kneaded her breasts lightly, licked and sucked greedily.
“Hngh…♡ No milk yet…. Nng…♡ Oppa, you're like a baby. So cute…. Hnng♡ …Want mommy's milk? Want the milk I'll make?”
Sucking her pink nipple, I just looked up at her.
My little sister stroked my cheek like it was adorable, then spoke in a voice brimming with love.
“Haa…♡ Put this in here, nng…♡ …give me your baby seed, and I'll let you drink my milk later. How's that…?”