Chapter 620
Chapter 620
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 620
Chapter Title: Straight to the Conclusion: No Sex
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To cut a long story short, there was no sex.
My mistake was overlooking the fact that Deok-bae was still a patient.
Deok-bae, who passed out after bumping into the floor. The sickly beautiful boy lying there naked looked utterly delectable... but touching someone who's out cold would be insane. For the sake of his health, I had to hold back this time. It wasn't like today was the only day we'd have together—I couldn't risk losing his trust over one slip-up. Swallowing my disappointment, I scooped him up and carried him to the bed.
*click*
*click, click*
Then I pulled out my smartphone and started snapping photos.
One of his peacefully sleeping face, two of his pink nipples, and his cock, now soft and relaxed after going down... one shot, another, about twenty in total before I finally dressed him in his pajamas. It wasn't like I was some pervert or anything... no, think about it. A sickly beautiful boy lying there buck naked—who could just leave that alone? Snapping a few dick pics is just good manners.
It was all covert photography for the sake of Deok-bae's self-esteem.
"...Should I get a pajama pic too?"
"Undo a few buttons to tease the nipples..."
"...Hmm, that's still a bit lacking."
"Maybe pull down the pants? A glimpse of the head should be fine."
His body was so gorgeous that every angle came out like a photoshoot.
The nipples peeking teasingly through the fabric, his cock poking out from the disheveled pajamas. No fancy staging, yet it looked straight out of a magazine. Lewd yet beautiful, obscene yet dreamlike—the perfect pose of a beautiful boy. This was a work of art.
A work of art you could actually "use."
"Deok-bae... haa... did it hurt a lot? Sorry... ngh, ungh..."
His small, soft hands—so unmanly. I only meant to watch... but before I knew it, I'd started. The moment his fingers touched me, my pussy started gushing like it had been waiting. What the hell was I doing as his caregiver? It was ridiculous... but was I seriously going to stop here? When I could jerk off with a sickly beautiful boy? No way...!
"Nngh, haaang... fuck, this feels amazing..."
I was an honest woman with myself.
"Haaang, Deok-bae... ngh, haaang... you can't touch it like that..."
"If you rub so hard... aaang, sis is gonna... cu...m..."
*bzzzzzz*
*bzzzzzz*
*bzzz...*
"Ah, fuck. Almost woke Deok-bae up!"
And right at the brink of climax, I got interrupted.
The intruder was Siwoo.
He barely contacts me normally... but somehow he always knows when to buzz in and ruin my climax. I was about to snap back in annoyance when I glanced at Deok-bae's fingers, slick with my juices, and snapped out of it. Here I was, with a boyfriend... masturbating with another guy's hand. Way too slutty for "caregiving." Yeah, this was straight-up betrayal.
Right now, I was trash.
The kind of person Deok-bae despised—someone who betrays others.
So for Deok-bae's sake, and Siwoo's... it was time to get serious and think things through. What did I want to be to these two? Late evening, my first-ever sleepover. Lying beside Deok-bae, I began some solemn reflection.
"Hnnngh... mmph..."
Not that it felt all that solemn while groping his sleeping cock... but anyway, I was reflecting, and oh, it's getting hard! ...Ahem, anyway, I started reflecting.
Siwoo was the ideal boyfriend, plain and simple.
Bright personality, handsome face, outstanding charisma that shone everywhere. He seemed carefree but always knew how to stay grounded—everyone's favorite classmate. Of course I'd be drawn to him. This guy... he'd be someone I could rely on. My instincts were spot-on; as my boyfriend, Siwoo made me a happy woman. Those were truly good times.
But Siwoo had something just as precious to him as I was.
The world-famous game, The Fantasy.
I knew he liked games... but I had no idea it was that bad. No contact after evening was standard, and weekends? Forget seeing his face. I started The Fantasy because it bugged me... but it only made me more disappointed in him.
I could see he loved the game more than me...
Of course my feelings would cool.
Now we were in this awkward in-between.
On the other hand, Deok-bae—Haito...
Uh, uh, what do I do?
The only memories that came to mind were of us having sex.
From our first meeting, forcing kisses on me... groping my tits under the guise of buffs, fingering my pussy, making me suck him off... and when the raid needed a strong buff, he took my virginity... aaah, that huge cock claiming my first... aaaahhh...
...Fuck, it was so good.
From then on, we became one every single day.
I used to hate lewd stuff... but what can you do when it feels that good?
Every time his cock slid inside, chills of pleasure surged up, making it impossible to stay sane. But to get buffs, we had to fuck every login. Had to get pounded by that monster dick. Yeah, so me turning into a slut was inevitable.
Missionary, doggy, cowgirl—all the basics, plus sex in carriages, in dungeons, in front of NPCs... every kinky play imaginable, over and over... no, really, what choice did I have? I wanted to stay normal to the end... but I ended up a sex-crazed woman.
All because of Haito.
*stroke stroke stroke*
"Nngh, haa... urgh..."
"Hehe, even your moans are cute, Deok-bae."
And since it all happened in that virtual "reality" game...
it started bleeding into real life.
*stroke stroke stroke*
"Aaah... haa, haaa..."
"Ahh, so fucking cute..."
The result? My handjob session right now.
Pre-The Fantasy me would've just slept... but now I couldn't leave his erection alone. Carefully slipping off his pajamas and stroking his cock... his wet, sleepy voice driving me wild. I meant to reflect seriously, but...
Deok-bae was the problem, always.
Getting me this horny made it impossible to hold back face-fucking him.
"Sorry, Deok-bae... endure it with this..."
But right now, I had to stay serious somehow.
Suppressing my urges with effort...
I compromised with myself via paizuri and fellatio.
"Chuuup, churup... haa, so tasty..."
Anyway, back to reflection...
In the game, Haito had a clear win.
First quest, leveling up, daily content... whenever he cheered me on, it was my boyfriend—not Haito. Knowing that, I relied on him. Buffs or not, sex is sex—you can't do it with just anyone. Giving him my virginity meant...
I trusted Haito that much.
But in reality, the two were...
worlds apart.
If Siwoo was the sun blazing in the sky, Deok-bae was... a tiny, faint star barely visible in a clear night sky. Far from reliable—he was so fragile I had to handle everything from A to Z. If I wanted someone to lean on... Deok-bae wasn't even a candidate. A pitiful boy.
"Chup, churup... haa, chuuup..."
But today, I realized something.
Taking care of him... wasn't so bad after all.
"Haa, haaa... churup, puhaaa..."
Couldn't walk without me carrying him every time. Couldn't even wash himself, handing his body to me every night. Eating, walking, peeing, jerking off, sex... he needed me for it all. Deok-bae, who couldn't survive a year—365 days—without me. Thinking about that... it wasn't bad. It was the best.
Especially after he teared up apologizing to me earlier...
Ah, fuck. Should I just rape him?
*spurt spurt*
"Kyaa?! Haa... chup, seriously... warn a girl... haam, mm..."
Overcoming temptation again, I meticulously cleaned his cock.
Licked the cum from between his folds, then sucked out the remnants from his urethra with a slurp. Deok-bae wasn't an incubus—just a normal human—but because I loved him, everything tasted sweet. The sticky semen, the floppy cock, even his balls...
"Haaa... thanks for the meal."
I swallowed with a gulp, wrapping up my reflection at the same time.
Tomorrow, I'll confess to Deok-bae.
With that conclusion, I showered and slipped back into bed beside him. Did my movement wake him? Rubbing his eyes, Deok-bae sat up with a dazed look and stared at me. Then his little lips parted to call my name... haa, haaa...
"Sis... I need the bathroom..."
I was so turned on I nearly blacked out.