Reversal (18)
I was starving after using my body since early morning. Just as I was about to head out to grab the breakfast the owner had left packaged at the door, Seo Jia looked like she was about to hurl my phone across the room, so I half-heartedly stopped her. After sending her back into the bedroom, I returned with food in one hand and drinks in the other.
“I brought food. Let’s eat.”
“Ah, yes.”
Seo Jia and Hinami, who had been sitting separately on the two beds, weren’t facing each other. Jia lay sideways on her bed with her back turned, while Hinami sat at the edge of hers, swinging her legs and greeting me with a bright smile.
No need to give extra rice cakes to someone I already disliked. I handed a sandwich to Hinami first, took one for myself, and tossed the last one toward Jia.
“Eat. You must be hungry too.”
“…”
Jia, who had been lying down, slowly sat up, rummaged through the packaging, and quietly took a bite of the sandwich. Only then did I sit beside Hinami, set the coffees on the small table between the beds, and start chewing my own breakfast.
“This place looks exactly the same every time I come.”
“How many times have you even been here to say that?”
“Ehehe.”
This was only her second visit since coming here with Haeun last time, yet Hinami acted like she’d been here dozens of times. I stroked her head while eating. It wasn’t even whole wheat—just plain white bread—so it probably wasn’t the healthiest, but I wasn’t in any position to be picky. Seeing the so-called idol on the next bed eating without complaint, I figured one meal like this wouldn’t hurt. No need to follow the strict diet I had during rehab.
“Oppa, can I have some coffee?”
“Here.”
“Ah, thank you.”
Unlike earlier, Hinami had become polite and well-behaved again. I granted her request and slowly savored my breakfast. It was hard to believe this was the same girl whose filthy words had pissed me off earlier. But when I turned my head slightly, there she was—cute as could be, nibbling on her sandwich right beside me.
That small frame. That pale skin. That perfect proportion.
…When a girl like her whispered those dirty things in my ear, even someone as dopamine-soaked as me couldn’t stop easily.
“…? Why do you keep staring at me, oppa?”
“No reason. Just because.”
“Because I’m too pretty?”
“I don’t stare just because someone’s pretty.”
“Hmm… so you’re saying I am pretty, right? Right?”
“Would you not be?”
After finally getting the words she wanted out of me, Hinami giggled, climbed onto my lap, and wiggled her ass while sipping her coffee through a straw. I worried she might spill it and make a mess, but my arms instinctively wrapped around her lower belly.
Soft. Smooth. Hinami’s belly, still full of my cum. She was so thin it was more like skin stretched over bone than actual fat, yet it felt incredibly plush under my fingers. I couldn’t stop touching it.
“It tickles, oppa.”
“…Then get off.”
“You’re the one hugging me, so what’s that supposed to mean, really…”
In the end, I couldn’t hold back. I shoved the rest of my sandwich into my mouth, ran both hands all over her body to satisfy my greed, snatched what was left of her sandwich and set it on the table, stole a sip of her coffee to rinse my mouth, then nibbled on her ear like dessert while enjoying the warm heat of her body.
“Ah, seriously. Oppa. I’m trying to eat here…”
“I’m eating my breakfast too.”
“You already ate so much earlier. You’re still not satisfied?”
“Nope.”
“…You’re such a pervert, seriously.”
As I devoured her ear with wet, smacking sounds, my eyes suddenly met someone else’s across the room. She looked either pissed off or utterly dumbfounded. At the very least, she didn’t look amused. I blinked once at the girl who was glaring at us strangely, then let go of Hinami and handed her back the sandwich she’d been eating.
“…Let’s finish eating first.”
“Yes. …And I need to brush my teeth too.”
“Right. I’m done, so I’ll go brush first.”
I lifted Hinami lightly and set her back on the bed, then left the bedroom and shut myself in the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I was rinsing my mouth, the bathroom door suddenly burst open. I reflexively turned around.
“What?”
“…I thought you were choking.”
“Ah, sorry.”
It was the girl who had been giving me the side-eye earlier. Seo Jia stepped into the bathroom and, just like me, stuck a toothbrush in her mouth.
“You finished eating too?”
“…”
She squeezed out a huge amount of toothpaste, filled her mouth with foam, and silently nodded. There wasn’t much else to say, so I could have just gone back to the room, but I suspected she had something she wanted to tell me. Otherwise, there was no reason for her to come brush her teeth while I was still in here.
“…Aren’t you leaving?”
“Hmm.”
I stood beside her and stared blankly at the mirror above the sink. She glared at me while drooling toothpaste foam, then deliberately stepped on my bare foot. The foam got on my sole, so I grabbed the showerhead without making too much of a fuss and rinsed it off. Apparently annoyed by that, she frowned deeply at me, quickly finished brushing, and spat the foam into the sink.
“Ha…. After doing every filthy thing imaginable.”
“What?”
“You shove dirty stuff into other people’s mouths and then make a huge deal over a little toothpaste foam. Don’t you think that’s ridiculous, Kang Juhyuk? Be honest.”
“…Those two things are different.”
To be honest, I didn’t think she was entirely wrong. Even if toothpaste foam accidentally got on my body, I’d still think it was dirty. Likewise, I knew full well that shooting cum into someone’s mouth was filthy. I simply numbed that common sense of cleanliness while having sex.
“How are they different?”
“No matter how much I explain it, you wouldn’t understand.”
“…There you go again with the weird talk.”
That was why the current Seo Jia would never understand no matter how much I explained. She had no idea how sex could paralyze reason to the point that even someone with a cleanliness obsession would suck without hesitation. Her sexual experience amounted to nothing more than cumming once while I tormented her clit and sucking my cock a few times. She probably didn’t even masturbate much, judging by the way she talked. With only that level of experience, she was still too young to see a cock as anything but dirty. Even I had felt strong disgust the first time I touched one.
“Anyway, no matter what you do with Hinami… please refrain from doing that kind of thing while we’re eating. …I really feel like I’m going to throw up.”
“You mean puke?”
“It’s the same thing.”
“Fine. I won’t do it in front of you.”
“That’s not what I meant…. Ah, stop touching my hair!”
I soothed Seo Jia as she nitpicked every little thing about me sucking and biting while people were trying to eat, then thoroughly messed up her hair one last time before fleeing the bathroom.
…She was a woman I had hated so much, yet after sucking my cock once she suddenly looked like an adorable little thing. Sexual desire really was an incredible force. Honestly, this wasn’t good at all. I hoped she, at least, would never lose that venomous attitude toward me. I was already stuffed full of sweetness. I needed some bitterness to balance it out.
“Ah, oppa.”
When I returned to the bedroom, Hinami, who had finished eating, was sitting quietly and waiting for me. The moment she saw me, she jumped up, ran over, and threw herself into my arms, pressing her chest against me as she spoke clearly.
“…You were talking with Jia, weren’t you?”
“Why?”
“Because you went to brush your teeth quite a while ago, but after Jia left you still didn’t come back for a long time.”
…I hadn’t been thinking that deeply, but Hinami had noticed right away. I was slightly flustered.
“What did you talk about?”
“She told me not to do dirty things next to her while she’s eating?”
“…I was eating too, but she’s the one who did dirty things the moment I stepped away. What is she even saying?”
“Are you jealous?”
“Of course I am? I’m a woman too, you know?”
I couldn’t quite tell whether she was actually jealous of Seo Jia or just showing off her jealousy to act cute.
“But well… Jia is kind of my friend. And it’s not like she’s lacking in face or body, right? …It raises oppa’s status even more, so I don’t really hate it.”
“What kind of logic is that?”
“Think about why I fell for you, oppa.”
“…Because I live with Haeun.”
“Wrong. …The correct answer is ‘because you turned Haeun-noona into your pet.’ If you were just normal boyfriend and girlfriend, I wouldn’t have approached you.”
I looked down at Hinami, who was smiling brightly, and felt like I was being sucked into her eyes as she clung to me. She had reminded me why I was drawn to her—and why she had fallen for me.
“You like me because I’m an ‘idol,’ right, oppa? …I like you because you’re ‘someone’s master.’ If you became Jia’s master too, I think I’d like it even more.”
“…You think she’d ever go that far?”
“After seeing her suck your cock today, I don’t think it’s impossible. Girls like Jia, once they start to break, they break completely, you know? Someone like me was already at rock bottom, so falling doesn’t change much. But a girl like Jia, who has such a strong sense of chastity—once she falls, she’ll crash straight into the basement.”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s true. …Don’t you see it even after what you did to Haeun-noona? A woman who never dated once until she was twenty-five or twenty-six, and you turned her into someone who takes birth control every day because she wants to be creampied nonstop?”
“…”
She had lit a spark in my dying brain and was now throwing whole logs onto the fire. Held tightly in her arms, I felt the flames spreading through my entire body.
“It’s the same with me. I used to just quietly masturbate at home… and you turned me into this, didn’t you? Shouldn’t you take responsibility for that?”
“…I can take responsibility for you, but not for your friend.”
“Aww, there you go saying that again. …I know our master is a kind master who would never abandon his pets. Besides, she’s a purebred. She’s prickly, sharp-tongued, and haughty, but she has a glossy coat and some cute parts too.”
“…”
“…If oppa doesn’t take her in, who will? Oh, or maybe someone completely opposite to you will take her. Someone who doesn’t know anything about dirty stuff, only does lukewarm sex, pretends to be nice on the outside but talks shit about his girlfriend behind her back. Doesn’t that make you mad just thinking about it?”
…She wasn’t even mine. I didn’t even want her. Yet she made me imagine it and get pissed off anyway.
“I’d get mad too if I thought someone like that was going to snatch my friend away…. …Wouldn’t it be so, so sad if someone exactly like her old manager took Jia?”
“…Is she an idiot? Meeting someone like her manager.”
“Why not? …She’s even sucking the cock of the oppa she used to hate so much. So it could happen, right?”
“…”
Somehow. So that I would take her into my hands. So that I would be the one to break her.
“After we retire later. After all the contracts are over… let’s get Jia and me pregnant at the same time and post it on Instagram. A photo with our slightly swollen bellies, your big cock—still hard even through the swimsuit—slipped between them, your arm around our shoulders, your hand casually on our breasts. How about it? …Don’t you want to try?”
“…Are you crazy?”
“Yes, I’m crazy. …But you’re crazy too, aren’t you, oppa? You’re openly keeping two women at the same time. …It’s not exactly moral just because noona approved it, is it?”
…This little succubus was seducing me.
“Out of everyone in the whole world, only you can do something like that, oppa. …Only someone as shameless as you could pull off something like that, right?”
“…”
“Let’s just do it. …Cheating once is hard, but cheating twice isn’t that difficult, is it?”
That immoral fantasy—one that would be utterly horrific and traumatic for someone else—
…I was completely seduced. I couldn’t hold back a helpless laugh.
“…Heh heh. Oh, and. …If you seduce Jia, we could even do the sister sandwich.”
“Hey.”
“Isn’t that every man’s dream? A threesome with beautiful sisters. …I’ve wanted to see it at least once too. No matter how many dirty videos I searched, I could never find one where ridiculously pretty, big-breasted blood-related sisters get fucked by a muscular guy.”
“…”
“I’ll film it for you… so show me, okay?”
The obscene dream this lewd succubus was writing down was so stimulating it felt like my brain was burning up. Revenge and all that other unproductive emotion suddenly seemed as insignificant as parsley sprinkled on pasta.