Chapter 178
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 178
Su-a looked exactly as Si-woo had always known her.
"Oppa~ Are you finished talking with Aunt Seon-ju? Come here and have some ice cream cake! I brought it out so we could all eat together, hehe~"
As Si-woo came down from the second floor, Se-young turned toward him and spoke with a bright, innocent smile.
Si-woo’s cock reacted instantly to Se-young’s cute, sweet voice.
His penis throbbed, straining against the waistband of his pants and the hem of his shirt. A sharp, sweet sensation of pleasure seemed to radiate from the tip of his penis, echoing throughout his entire body.
Carrying the lingering heat of lust and the faint, musky scent of semen, Si-woo approached the kitchen table where Su-a and Se-young sat. The girls were tasting the ice cream cake with blissful expressions, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
"Where’s Aunt Seon-ju?"
Se-young asked, holding out a spoonful of ice cream cake as if she were completely oblivious to anything regarding their aunt.
"Um... she’ll be down in a minute. Uh, I think she really had to use the bathroom."
Si-woo took the bite of cake Se-young offered and answered evasively while chewing.
"Really? I hope she comes down soon. Before the cake melts, hehe~"
Se-young continued to speak with a happy expression. Si-woo stared at her bright face for a moment. Looking at her, it was difficult to read what she was actually thinking.
When she had hugged him to say hello earlier, she must have felt his massive erection against her stomach and chest, yet she hadn't mentioned it once. And then there were those whispers—so unlike her usual self—that seemed to be hinting at something. Her whispers had been getting progressively more provocative, catching Si-woo off guard.
Was she enjoying seeing him flustered?
"It tastes even better because you’re feeding it to me. Next time, I’ll take you to a cafe and buy you whatever you want to eat."
Si-woo decided to play along with the atmosphere the girls were creating.
"Wow, really?!" Se-young reacted joyfully.
"Yeah! I want to feed you everything you like."
Si-woo spoke while harboring lewd thoughts. He immediately walked behind Se-young’s chair and placed his hands on her shoulders. He intentionally let his erect cock brush against the back of her neck and shoulder.
Se-young’s small, dainty body gave a subtle flinch, though she tried to hide it. The slight tremor traveled directly to Si-woo’s sensitive penis.
"Mmm, I’d love that! I want to go with Su-a and try everything you buy for us!"
Whether she realized his intentions or not, Se-young didn't change her expression. She simply leaned her small body back slightly—almost imperceptibly—against him as she spoke.
Si-woo’s cock throbbed like a heartbeat against the back of her neck. Every time the pulsing organ pushed against her skin, a jolt of electricity surged through his penis.
Se-young was definitely aware of the sexual nature of the situation. A thrill, like grains of pure pleasure, scattered through his body as if a blocked vein had suddenly opened.
Worried that Se-young might eventually have a negative reaction, Si-woo pulled his cock away from her neck. He moved away from her and sat next to Su-a.
"Is the cake good, Su-a?" he asked, reaching out to stroke her hair.
"Yeah... it’s good... What about you, Oppa?"
Su-a’s voice was shy. While Si-woo had been having sex with Aunt Seon-ju in the second-floor corridor, Su-a had been masturbating in the changing room while smelling his semen. To Si-woo, the Su-a sitting before him felt strangely surreal.
"Yeah! It’s delicious. I’d love to taste every single kind if I could."
Si-woo spoke nonchalantly as he sat down beside her. He no longer cared how much his erection was bulging through his clothes. In fact, he thrust his crotch forward, wondering if Su-a or Se-young would look at it with illicit thoughts of their own.
His eyes fell on Su-a’s smartphone lying on the table. That was the very phone they had used to exchange lewd photos of Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a’s own masturbation videos. Inside that device lay the evidence of their secret, intimate communication.
He wondered if that small rectangular device held even more debauched and erotic photos or videos that he didn't know about.
A provocative and stimulating prank suddenly crossed his mind. Si-woo quickly searched his own phone for a photo that would suit the idea.
It was a picture he’d taken the previous night in Se-young’s room—a shot of the tip of his erect penis inside the mouth of the sleeping Se-young.
Si-woo pulled the photo up on his screen and glanced at Se-young. She still wore that innocent, bright smile. Seeing it caused a surge of intense excitement and guilt to bloom simultaneously in his chest.
Then, he looked back at Su-a. She was eating her cake in silence, looking down as if too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
Taking a shallow breath, Si-woo sent the provocative photo of his cock in Se-young’s mouth to Su-a.
Ding!
Su-a’s phone chimed with a notification. Startled, she looked at Si-woo before picking up the phone and checking the message under the table.
As she looked at the screen, Si-woo’s gaze fell upon her luscious thighs. He momentarily recalled the video of her masturbating, where her entire lower body had been exposed. He remembered her smooth, shapely thighs and calves... and the plump mound and fissure between them.
After seeing the photo, Su-a gasped and reflexively gripped the phone with both hands to hide the screen.
Her face turned a deep shade of red.
Si-woo lightly brushed the back of his hand against her pale, exposed thigh. Su-a kept her head down, her face flushed, wearing nothing but an awkward smile.
Watching her reaction, Si-woo placed his palm flat against the flesh of her thigh, just above the knee. Her skin was flawlessly smooth and soft against his hand.
"Su-a, are you okay with doing things like this with me?" Si-woo asked cautiously, stroking her thigh.
"Y-yes... I think... I’m okay with it..." Su-a answered in a tiny, fading voice.
"Don’t worry, Oppa! I’ll make sure you get to eat everything you want! I like doing that kind of stuff with you anyway~ Ahem~"
Se-young, who had been listening to their conversation from across the table, suddenly interjected. She answered for Su-a with a mischievous, haughty smile, as if she were playing a joke.
"Uh... what?"
Si-woo looked back at Se-young, his expression one of surprise.
His words had clearly carried a sexual double-entendre. It was a game he had been playing with himself to heighten his own arousal. In fact, it was only after the words left his mouth that he realized how Se-young or Su-a might interpret the dual meaning.
To an outsider, it would sound like a perfectly normal, everyday conversation. Si-woo had felt like it wouldn't matter how the girls interpreted it or what they said in response...
But he found it hard to ignore Se-young’s "joke," which seemed to lean directly into his own wordplay. It felt as though the tight rope of tension they had been walking was suddenly yanked hard toward Se-young’s side.
"R-right... next time, let’s definitely go to a 'cafe' and eat!"
Si-woo replied, slowly withdrawing his hand from Su-a’s thigh. He emphasized the word 'cafe' to try and neutralize the lewd subtext of his previous comment.
"Yeah~ with Su-a! Hehehe~"
Se-young chirped back with a playful laugh, acting as if nothing were wrong.
Despite the unsettling feeling of not knowing what Se-young was truly thinking, Si-woo’s cock swelled until it felt like it would burst. His heart hammered against his ribs as if it were trying to escape.
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"I’m going to go take a shower."
After forcing down a few more spoonfuls of cake while gauging the girls' reactions, Si-woo stood up.
As he rose, he proudly displayed his throbbing erection. He no longer felt the need to hide his state from Se-young and Su-a.
He stood there for a moment, observing them. Se-young pretended not to notice his bulge, busying herself by petting the dog’s belly. Su-a kept her head bowed low, clutching her smartphone with both hands as if to shield it.
A strange sense of euphoria and conquest filled Si-woo’s chest.