Sweaty Afterglow and House Dreams
Ah, just a bit more rest...
The sweltering air filled the cramped apartment.
"...Hot."
"'Cause it's so small."
"...Still hot."
"Should we separate?"
At Seo-ha Yoon's words, Ha-rin So shook her head and burrowed deeper into her embrace. The sticky sweat was unpleasant, but separating felt even worse.
"Really..."
"You're a beast. For real."
"Heh. Didn't like it?"
"...No."
Ha-rin So let out a sigh as she spoke.
"You woke me right up. It was my rare vacation, you know?"
"Ah... So that's why you were home."
"Yeah. Vacations are for staying home."
"...Can't you move to a nicer place? This is seriously tiny. And the soundproofing sucks."
She'd lost count of how many times the neighbors had come knocking during their romp.
Seo-ha Yoon clicked her tongue, recalling the college kid next door who'd tucked tail and fled after she'd glared at him in annoyance.
"...And the neighbors suck too."
"They're not much to look at."
Ha-rin So buried her nose in Seo-ha Yoon's chest, inhaling her scent as she replied.
In her eyes, her neighbors were far from handsome or pretty. She didn't enjoy judging people by their looks, but there were limits.
"That's a crime."
"Ah... I get what you mean."
How could ugliness alone elevate someone to criminal status?
Thinking of the neighbor who'd achieved that feat, Seo-ha Yoon felt her stomach churn.
"Urk."
She clenched her fist, steadying her queasy gut.
With her other hand, she patted Ha-rin So's back and closed her eyes for a moment.
"You really won't move?"
"...But it's near the subway. Good facilities around."
"Sure, but there are way better places. And you've got the money."
"...It's my place."
Seo-ha Yoon stroked her sullen head and murmured softly.
"I'll come over sometimes too. It's too cramped."
"...Huh?"
"What?"
"Oh, you'll come? From now on?"
"Sometimes."
Seo-ha Yoon grinned, tousling Ha-rin So's fluffy curls.
Ha-rin So flushed at how casually she said it, like it was the most natural thing, but she couldn't find words to respond.
Her mind blanked on what to say.
"Agh..."
Pssshhh— It was like a sound effect went off.
Steam seemed to rise from her head as it drooped.
"...What kind of place would be good?"
"Dunno. Something spacious, I guess."
"...Big enough for at least five people. So a detached house, then."
Ha-rin So tapped her chin with her finger as she continued.
"...And with kids, it'd need to be even bigger. At least two stories with a yard... Haah. That'd run tens of billions."
"Pocket change."
"...True. Sell some stocks or real estate. Or crack open the savings."
Haaah.
Ha-rin So sighed.
Her face relaxed as she gazed up at Seo-ha Yoon.
"How'd I fall for a girl like this?"
"Why ask me? You fell on your own."
"...Mean. Shouldn't you kiss me first in moments like this?"
"Is that the rule?"
"Manga does it that way?"
Hmm.
"Does it?"
"Yeah, it— Mmph?!"
Their lips met.
Saliva flowed between them, mingling before sliding down their throats.
A kiss that was short if short, long if long—just a few seconds. When it ended, Ha-rin So's face was stunned.
Seo-ha Yoon smiled down at her.
Her brown eyes sparkled, crinkling into crescent moons.
"...I love you."
"Me too."
No second kiss followed. Ha-rin So simply buried her face in Seo-ha Yoon's chest and took a deep breath.
"Smells good?"
"Yeah. Really good."
A soft smile curved Ha-rin So's lips.
The stuffy heat filling the room was fading. The musky scent dissipated with air freshener, and cool air drifted in through the slightly open window.
Seo-ha Yoon looked down at her.
"Nice, huh."
"Mmm. What is?"
"Just being like this."
"...Yeah. I like it too."
Ha-rin So wriggled closer.
Sweaty and sticky, but it felt even better than that.
It was a place bought just for sleeping, no AC, but right now, she didn't care.
Hot air escaped through the half-open window, replaced by the mild early-summer breeze.
"Still hot."
"Mmm. Gonna rain?"
"Nah."
Seo-ha Yoon pulled Ha-rin So close. Now reversed from before, Ha-rin So looked up with a silly grin.
It was a good day.
"Hey."
Ha-rin So spoke slowly.
"You're really buying a new house?"
"Yeah. Of course."
"...Mmm."
Got it, Ha-rin So murmured to herself.
She beamed, burrowing even deeper into Seo-ha Yoon's arms. Sticky sweat clung to her face.
"...No bad smells."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Yoon-seo smells like peaches."
"Ah, right. Nice scent, huh?"
Do Yoon-seo's body gave off a peachy fragrance. Even her sweat carried a faint peach aroma—like a walking diffuser.
"Sniff sniff..."
"Eek, what're you—"
"You smell like milk, sis."
"Mmm. Do I?"
Meanwhile, Ha-rin So smelled of milk.
Sweet, nutty milk. Inhaling that creamy, sugary scent, Seo-ha Yoon gripped Ha-rin So's cock firmly.
"Ahh..."
"...Again?"
"You... your stamina's insane."
"You're too sexy."
A lewd atmosphere began to stir in the room.
Of course it would. With futanari stamina and libido, fatigue from just two or three rounds was long gone.
And two people who adored each other, naked in the same room? It'd be weirder if it didn't heat up.
"...No."
But Ha-rin So cut it off firmly.
She had less libido than most futanari, sure. But more than that, she didn't want to do it in this cramped, dingy space.
If it were an onahole or some other girl, she'd have gone for it. But this was Seo-ha Yoon.
The one she loved.
"Later, in a better place. Okay?"
"...For real?"
"Yeah. For real."
Ha-rin So caressed Seo-ha Yoon's cheek, her voice gentle like soothing a child.
"I don't wanna do it more here."
"I'm fine with it."
"'Cause you don't like it."
At her tender tone, Seo-ha Yoon's tail drooped.
As the rising flames died out, Ha-rin So giggled softly at her pouty face.
They stayed like that, hugging, laughing, chatting.
Until the sun began dipping low.
Late evening, Seo-ha Yoon sat at the tiny table and spoke up.
"Sis, got any favorites?"
"Favorites?"
"Yeah."
"You."
"Huh?"
Ha-rin So smiled at the slightly flustered Seo-ha Yoon, picking up a piece of inari sushi with her chopsticks and popping it in her mouth whole as she nodded.
"Yeah."
"...Me?"
"Yeah. You."
"...Besides me."
Seo-ha Yoon blushed faintly.
She poked at the inari sushi on her side plate with her chopsticks, asking if there was anything else.
"Then milk."
"And?"
"Milk."
"...And?"
"Hmm. Milk."
What a crazy milk addict.
Seo-ha Yoon sighed deeply and stuffed her mouth with inari sushi.
"Mmm."
"But why inari sushi?"
"Huh?"
"Why this? You don't like tofu pouches much, right?"
At Ha-rin So's words, Seo-ha Yoon's eyes widened.
"How'd you know?"
"Seo-yoon told me?"
"...Sis did?"
"Yeah."
Seo-ha Yoon's eyes slowly swiveled.
They made a full turn before locking onto Ha-rin So.
"...How do you know Sis?"
"You introduced us."
"...And how'd you meet my sister?"
Seo-ha Yoon glanced up at the ceiling for a moment.
"...Love feels heavy sometimes."
"Whose love is it? Of course it's heavy."
"..."
Seo-ha Yoon stared at her proud declaration, then sighed.
"...Yeah, whatever."
"So why inari sushi all of a sudden?"
"Oh, you're still on that."
Seo-ha Yoon yielded the last piece to Ha-rin So and set down her chopsticks.
"Well, tastes change with the body change too..."
She stretched as she continued.
"Before coming here, I had a call."
"Yeah."
"Client was a married woman."
"...So you wanted inari sushi?"
"Yep."
Ha-rin So eyed Seo-ha Yoon for a moment, then turned away and ate from the side plate.
"..."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just."
Just that.