Girlfriend's House
Guided by Sua, I headed to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I stood before the mirror and fixed my hair. Spotting some mouthwash on the sink, I poured a bit into my mouth and swished it around thoroughly to banish any trace of bad breath. The bottle was a little lighter now, but not enough for anyone to notice I'd used it.
When I stepped out and paused in front of Sua's bedroom door, it cracked open cautiously. Just her face peeking through the gap was unbearably cute.
"Come in..."
"What took you so long? How dirty was that room of yours?"
"It wasn't like that! Just hurry up and get in here."
I slipped into Sua's room and quietly shut the door behind me. The moment I was inside, a strange thrill bubbled up in my chest. It felt like I'd conquered even this space that belonged to her.
In a sense, I'd now invaded her most private sanctuary. There was nothing left for her to hide from me.
Yet as I looked around, a few things immediately soured my mood. Traces of Kang Suho were scattered all over her room.
The bracelet he'd bought her, sitting openly on the desk... I'd assumed she'd tossed it after I gave her the new one, but she was still keeping it. And it wasn't just that. The character-themed pens and matching notebook designs I'd seen in Suho's room were here too, arranged neatly on her desk like a coordinated set.
The bracelet was one thing, but using the exact same stationery? How dare she.
It seemed Sua still carried more remnants of Kang Suho than I'd realized. I'd have to buy her new ones later and make her throw every last bit of this away.
Aside from those irritations, the room was exactly what I'd expected from her. The bookshelf held all kinds of books and notebooks she'd used since childhood. On the bed sat one oversized strawberry doll that looked like a prize from a claw machine.
It was very Sua.
"Don't just stand there. Sit over there..."
She pointed at the desk, so I pulled out the chair and sat as instructed. The moment I did, Sua, who'd been perched on the bed, immediately scooted over and sat dangerously close beside me.
"Hey. It's cramped."
"Do you really have to say that in a situation like this?"
"What situation?"
"You know exactly what I mean..."
Sua stared at me with needy, longing eyes, as if begging for something. A faint blush colored her cheeks, making her gaze both seductive and strangely dangerous. I was genuinely surprised that the pure, innocent Sua could look at me with such open hunger.
"Was telling your parents we were going to study a lie?"
"Would I really bring you into my room if I actually wanted to study, Oppa?"
"Then why are the textbooks laid out on the desk?"
"That's... just in case something unexpected happens..."
"So you can claim we were studying if your parents walk in?"
"I-is that bad?"
Of course it wasn't.
"You're such a naughty girl."
"I've spent my whole life being the perfect daughter who always listens to her parents. Isn't it okay to misbehave a little sometimes?"
"I'm not even scolding you. Why are you getting so defensive? Calm down."
Sua's lips pushed out in an adorable pout. Upset by my teasing attitude, she glared at me and muttered under her breath.
"He always teases me like this..."
Jeong Sua grumbled in dissatisfaction at his sly demeanor. He would approach her whenever he wanted and do whatever he pleased, but the moment she wanted something, he would play innocent with that mischievous grin.
Every time she saw that expression, a dangerous thought flickered through her mind: Should I just shove Ijin Oppa away right now?
It was only for a second. A very brief second. As always, Sua was the type who could only think about it but never actually act on those impulses.
Yet the fact that such a thought had even crossed her mind showed how badly she was losing control of the desire flooding through her.
Was it because she felt Oppa's affection cooling? Absolutely not. Ever since their walk together that evening, they had barely been apart except while sleeping. Their love was burning hotter than ever; they even kissed every time they had to part.
She had simply realized something. Kissing alone could no longer satisfy her.
Sua had discovered there were far more pleasurable things than kissing. The mind-melting sensation of Oppa's cock plunging inside her, stirring her up with delicious friction. The gentle way his hands touched her afterward. The sweet words he whispered.
She wanted to feel it all again.
Normally when these cravings hit, she would handle them alone. Sliding her own fingers along the path Oppa had carved inside her brought at least some relief.
But now even that isn't enough.
The longer she tried to soothe herself, the stronger the hunger grew. It was like pouring water into a bucket with no bottom; the desire refused to be quenched.
Only Ijin Oppa could completely satisfy her.
I can't keep dragging this out. Who knows when we'll get to have sex again?
A whole month could pass. In the worst case, that first time might end up being the last.
Completely unaware of her desperate longing, Oppa was still grinning at her.
Grit.
Sua bit her lip hard. She glared at him with murderous eyes.
He was so polite to my family, so why does he only act like this with me?
She knew it was his own twisted way of showing affection. But right now, her craving for his touch drowned out everything else.
"If you keep acting like this... I'm really going to change."
"Change how?"
"I-I'm going to swear. I'll even start speaking casually to you."
"You're already speaking casually whenever you feel like it... And you've never sworn once in your life. You really think you're going to start cursing now? Why go that far?"
Ijin Oppa was still brushing her off. He even seemed to find her little tantrum cute, smiling like he thought it was adorable. He looked completely relaxed, clearly convinced she wouldn't actually do it.
"Y-you don't think I can?"
"It's not that. I'm asking why you'd even bother. Fine, let's see it. But there are adults outside, so maybe we should just kiss?"
He was still treating her like a child. The fact that he thought a simple kiss—the thing they did every single day—would calm her down finally pushed her over the edge.
"F-fuck."
"Huh?"
"You... bastard!"
"......"
The curse had slipped out so awkwardly, like she was just copying words she'd heard others use. Still, the act of saying it made her feel like she'd committed a terrible sin. And seeing Oppa's completely stunned face made guilt surge through her.
"Idiot... moron..."
She quickly dialed it back to something a child might say.
"Oppa, I'm sorry..."
Unable to bear the guilt, she apologized. No reason could justify swearing. While she was still reeling in shock and despair at the fact that she'd actually cursed for the first time in her life—
"Pfft. Puhahahahaha!"
Oppa burst out laughing, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
After finally calming down, he looked at her with a burning gaze.
"Whew... You really drive me crazy."
Sua's behavior was so cute it bordered on cringeworthy. First trying to seduce me for skinship, then cursing at me, then apologizing immediately after. I could practically see the chaotic storm of emotions swirling inside her.
She must have been really starved since that first time.
No matter how pure and innocent she looked, she was still an ordinary girl who had only just become an adult. It was completely natural for her to crave that pleasure again.
Sua was staring at me with wide, expectant eyes. I smiled gently and stroked her hair.
"You got annoyed and cursed, but the moment you did it you realized it didn't feel right and apologized?"
"It didn't feel as good as I expected..."
She'd lashed out in anger, but her inherently good nature had immediately filled her with guilt.
"I liked it, though. Curse at me more."
"You want me to do it more?"
"Yeah. I think girls who swear are really sexy."
"Ugh... you're such a pervert... what's so good about that..."
Sua frowned, clearly displeased.
"Oh. That insult was pretty good too. Thank you for the meal."
I clapped my hands together with an exaggeratedly sly grin.
She stared at me blankly for a moment before letting out a small laugh. Good. Her guilt seemed to have vanished.
"Oppa, do you know how weird you are?"
"I guess I wasn't weird before. Thanks for the positive spin."
"I meant you were always weird, but today you're even weirder. That's what I was saying."
"What the hell, you brat? Is that the kind of thing you say to someone's face? You're asking for it now."
"Oppa...! Don't curse!"
"It's coming out whether I want it to or not. Besides, you cursed too, so we're even."
"It's completely different when I do it versus when you do it. I never curse and only did it once just now, but you swear all the time, so you curse way more..."
"There you go nagging again. Enough. Here, eat this."
I cut her off by stabbing a piece of apple with a fork and holding it right in front of her mouth. When she reached out to take the fork, I grabbed her hand and gently pushed it away. I simply stared at her in silence until she understood. Blushing, she shyly opened her mouth and took a bite.
As she chewed cutely, glancing at me with those modest eyes, I reached out and began gently stroking her ear, which had turned a lovely peach color.
"Hic!"
She trembled like she'd hiccuped. I ran my fingers from the curve of her ear down to the lobe, rubbing and lightly flicking it. My clearly intentional, lewd touches made her body gradually lean into me as the mood took hold.