Jenga
Jenga
"Ugh...my stomach..."
After spending all day yesterday making scallion pancakes with A-ra and eating them with makgeolli, my stomach felt queasy.
I'd never drunk that much alcohol before in my life, either.
"Cold water..."
I opened the door of the 50-liter mini fridge right next to the bed and pulled out a bottle of water.
A-ra often got thirsty at night, so I kept water there for her, but I ended up using it plenty myself.
I twisted the cap off the cold water.
It didn't make that crisp sound like opening a soda, but just the sound of the plastic cap turning felt refreshing.
"Seong-hwan-a...can I have some water..."
Right then, from beside me, A-ra stretched out a hand, her voice like someone about to die of thirst in the desert.
Seeing A-ra like that, I wanted to hand her the water right away to quench her thirst, but
I felt like teasing her a little.
Maybe I felt that way because I thought about how yesterday's A-ra was the one who'd put my body in this state.
"Do you want some water?"
"Yeah...I feel like I'm gonna die."
"Then give me a kiss on the cheek."
A-ra didn't think anything of it when she initiated, but she always got embarrassed when I asked her to do it.
I'd teased A-ra for ages using this method.....
Peck.
Something warm touched my cheek for an instant, then cooled with a soft pecking sound.
I turned my head to see A-ra, looking embarrassed as she lightly touched my cheek with her lips.
"Th...there, okay? So give me some water."
"Here..."
I felt a little dazed.
A-ra had swallowed her embarrassment all at once.
Did that mean A-ra was growing too?
Glug, glug.
Hearing the sound of water going down her throat, I remembered that I'd been on the verge of going crazy from thirst myself.
If I had my way, I'd cover A-ra's lips with mine and steal the water she was drinking, but
seeing her drink so coolly and refreshingly, I couldn't bring myself to.
"Pwah...! I feel alive now."
I saw the water from the plastic bottle spill and trickle down the nape of A-ra's neck.
It would be hard to find a sight more sensual than that.
Once I confirmed her throat was moistened, I stretched out my hand, asking for it too.
"Noona, I want some too."
"Huh? You haven't had any water?"
"I gave it to you the moment I opened it."
"Oh, right..."
A-ra gave a slightly apologetic, bitter smile and held out the water bottle.
I put my mouth on the opening of the plastic bottle, still damp with saliva from A-ra's lips just moments ago.
A-ra's saliva didn't really have much of a taste, but when it entered my mouth, I got a little excited, I suppose?
My heart went pit-a-pat.
"Pwah...! That's cold!"
"That feeling, I know exactly what you mean, yep, yep.."
A-ra, who'd been stroking my head while pretending to wipe tears,
sprang to her feet and stretched.
"What kind of hangover soup would you like?"
"Ugoji hangover soup!"
Not bean sprout hangover soup, not dried pollack hangover soup, but bone hangover soup!
After drinking, ugoji hangover soup really is a delicacy.
The meat clinging to the bones and the dried radish leaves...
My mouth watered.
"That might take a while, is that okay?"
"It's fine, it's fine, it's our day off anyway."
"Then I'll stop by the mart."
"Let's go together! Why are you trying to go by yourself."
A-ra caught my hand as I was about to head into the walk-in closet.
Looking at A-ra smiling so brightly, I felt like I was already recovering from my hangover without even drinking the soup.
***
"Seong-hwan-a, are you busy?"
"No, I'm bored to death."
We'd drunk ourselves silly, so we couldn't even go out to have fun, and I was bored.
A-ra had been staring at the TV with a game controller in her hands all day too.
"In that case, wanna play Jenga with me?"
"Jenga?"
Wasn't Jenga that game where you stack wooden blocks and pull them out one by one?
A simple, straightforward game where you pull blocks out one at a time, and if the tower collapses, the person who made it fall takes a penalty.
"Yeah, but it's not ordinary Jenga."
"I figured as much."
"See, I ordered something fun online, you know? And it arrived yesterday."
A package had come yesterday and I'd brought it into the main room.
So that was connected to playing Jenga somehow.
"Is it like...something you use for penalties?"
"No, it's Jenga."
"Ah-ha..."
"But, Seong-hwan-a, it's not the kind of Jenga you're normally thinking of."
My head tilted automatically.
Isn't Jenga all the same Jenga?
Whether it's made of wood or plastic.
"Don't tell me it's made of gold?"
"Nah, it's not that. Would anyone actually make something like that out of gold, no matter how you look at it?"
"I felt like somehow, if it was you, noona, it could be possible."
No matter how expensive gold is, it can be recovered no matter how you make something out of it.
Even if you melted it down and made Jenga blocks.
So even if you melted down a 20-kilogram gold bar and made Jenga out of it, it wouldn't be that strange.
"I bought something called penalty Jenga, you see?"
"Ah, the kind you use at drinking parties?"
I'd seen seniors playing with something similar at the freshman welcome party.
Well, that wasn't Jenga, it was cards, though.
"But wouldn't that involve drinking alcohol?"
"Heh-heh...I bought it not for drinking parties, but for couples, for married couples."
With a sly grin, A-ra opened the box and unwrapped the Jenga.
There was a 100% chance that weird penalties were written on these.
"Heh-heh..."
"Smiling like that makes you look like an old lady."
"A...an old lady...!.....ah...."
Maybe the sudden attack made her put in too much force.
The box she'd been tearing open ripped apart, and the Jenga blocks scattered everywhere.
"Ah..."
I laughed out loud watching A-ra pick up the Jenga blocks one by one after they'd scattered all over and made a mess.
Every time she got flustered like that, she was just too cute.
"Just what kind of Jenga did you buy................................."
I didn't know if I'd coincidentally picked up a weird Jenga block, or if all the others were like this too.
The Jenga block I happened to pick up had 'Caress each other' written on it.
"Oh...."
"It'll be fun, right?"
"It does seem fun...but wait, are all of these written like this?"
"Yep!"
She nodded with a bright smile.
Apparently, she was genuinely looking forward to this Jenga.
"Hiek...looking at it now, these aren't penalties, this is what you have to do when you pull them, right?"
"Yeah, you do it every time you pull one."
We had to perform the act written here every time we pulled a block?
Was A-ra finally trying to dry me up and kill me!?
"N...noona..."
"Heh-heh...it's okay even if it collapses."
"I...it's not okay...."
As A-ra started stacking the Jenga wooden blocks into a tower one by one,
I couldn't stop her.
Because, truth be told, I was pretty excited about it too.
*
"Nngh...!"
"What am I supposed to do if my husband is already exhausted and lying down."
"Al...already twice....hah...!"
I couldn't hold back from A-ra's touch and ended up releasing.
The sight of A-ra bringing her mouth to what I'd released and eating it deliciously made her look just like a nine-tailed fox — a nine-tailed fox that sucks out life force.
"Shouldn't you get up and pull one soon?"
Yeah, to get revenge, I needed to pull myself together.
Even if this Jenga was a double-edged sword where, depending on which block you pulled, you could either take revenge
or fall into the pits of hell yourself.
"Hoo..."
I steadied my heart and reached my hand toward the high-stacked wooden blocks.
This was probably my last chance.
"............!"
"What? What did you pull?"
A-ra came up beside me, asking what I'd pulled to make me so horrified.
I didn't want to show her my appalled expression.
The wooden block had 'Receive fellatio 1 time' written on it plainly.
Like this....one more time...?
"Heh-heh...will I get even more out of it?"
"P...please forgive me just once..."
"No way~ If you remember what you did earlier, you shouldn't expect forgiveness."
I'd gotten a little carried away and caressed A-ra's lower half, and apparently that crossed a line.
Well, it made sense, since A-ra had gone more than twice while I was caressing her.
"So, shall we start again?"
"Hhhyeok...."
A-ra buried her face in my lower half.
The moment her breath touched that spot, a sound close to a moan automatically escaped me.
That place, already sensitive to the extreme, was unsuitable for touching,
and it looked much redder than when it had first grown erect.
"It still seems okay for now."
"I...it's not okay..."
"Hah-ng....."
Despite my protests, A-ra brought her mouth to that spot.
At that sudden action, my head slammed back into the sofa.
***
"Before, you did it over and over, all excited~"
"That was...when I'd been charged up and barely managed it..."
After we cleaned up, I lay down with my head resting on A-ra's lap as a pillow.
My balls were completely empty, to the point of feeling hollow, but A-ra's skin was somehow glowing and glossy.
Anyone looking would think she'd put it on rather than swallowed it.
"Wouldn't it be fun to do it about once a month?"
"In exchange, if we do that, I can't do night duties for a week."
"Umm...that's a bit...."
A-ra, who preferred doing it every day rather than concentrating it all at once,
seemed to be mulling it over.
"How about three days?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you think, charging time~"
"Charging, you say..."
Assuming once a day, three days meant three times.
I felt like I could somehow manage if I endured, but there was no guarantee that A-ra wouldn't pounce on me during the charging period.
I started seeing a future where A-ra, unable to hold back midway, would pounce on me, and the next day I'd be playing Jenga again with my back turned.
A future where, every time, only things like fellatio or caressing got drawn and I'd be the one tormented.
"Umm..."
"No?"
"It's not...that I can't..."
Still, for A-ra's sake, I wanted to do it.
Of course, three times in a row was impossible, but if I rested in between,
somehow, three times a day might be possible, wouldn't it?
"So we're doing it?!"
"Haah....alright."
"Next time I'll have to try something other than Jenga~"
Humming a cheerful tune, A-ra took out her phone.
Apparently, there were separate websites selling items similar to this Jenga.
Who could have told her about them?