33. I Want to Eat Your XX (3)
33. I Want to Eat Your XX (3)
"If it's such a good dream...... I thought it wouldn't be so bad to dream a little longer."
Even as she said that, Baek-seol was inwardly surprised at her own composure.
It probably wasn't just because of the alcohol. Perhaps it was because she still couldn't believe that So-jeong had made such an advance toward her.
How long had she imagined it? Every night, calming her heated body alone at the sound of So-jeong's casual laughter, her scent.
Wishing that the hand touching her wetness wasn't her own, but So-jeong's affectionate hand.
Just two months ago, she thought it was an unattainable wish. She thought it was a feeling she shouldn't dare harbor.
But now, So-jeong herself was reaching out her hand to fulfill that wish.
Wrapped in the irresistible packaging of 'repayment toward her'.
Baek-seol couldn't bring herself to push that hand away.
Without even revealing her own secret desire first, she could fulfill it by relying on So-jeong's goodwill toward her.
Even while thinking if it was okay to be this selfish, on the other hand, she was internally justifying it, thinking, what's the problem if So-jeong herself wants it?
After all, the reason she had tried to suppress these feelings for So-jeong was because she was afraid So-jeong would dislike it.
And above all.
She couldn't stand how adorable So-jeong looked, holding back her embarrassment as she looked at her and brought up the subject.
***
A few minutes after hearing So-jeong's proposal, the two were in a taxi heading to Baek-seol's house.
"......!!"
In the dim taxi, So-jeong bowed her flushed face deeply, once again astonished at the situation she found herself in.
'I must be crazy, I must be crazy, I must be crazy!'
Even though she hadn't drunk any alcohol, she was crazy for getting swept up in the bar's intimate atmosphere and saying she wanted to make Baek-seol feel good,
and Baek-seol, who had accepted her proposal so readily, was strange too.
Glimpse. So-jeong moved only her eyes slightly to sneak a peek at Baek-seol sitting next to her, staring blankly out the window.
Baek-seol's face, flickering in the light of the passing streetlights, looked a bit more relaxed than usual, but still calm.
"Uh, hey Baek-seol."
That calmness only made the situation feel more unreal, so So-jeong called out to Baek-seol in a low voice.
"Hmm?"
Baek-seol turned her head and looked at So-jeong as she answered. Baek-seol always looked into her eyes when she answered So-jeong's calls.
"You, you understood correctly, right?"
Even though she was the one who brought it up first, her heart was pounding boom boom boom, so how could Baek-seol look so unfazed?
"Understood what?"
"That I, uh, what I'm going to do for you."
Baek-seol tilted her head for a moment, not understanding So-jeong's question, then let out a small "Ah," and nodded.
"Yeah. Of course."
Then, Baek-seol slid over next to So-jeong like flowing water, pressed her body close, and whispered.
"Just like I made you feel good by touching you, you're going to make me feel good too, right?"
"Hyahk."
Startled by the sudden influx of her scent, breath, and warmth, So-jeong let out a sharp sound and pulled her body back tightly.
"Why are you getting so close......!"
"The driver ahjussi might hear."
Baek-seol answered nonchalantly.
'Ugh, this isn't what I had in mind!'
Of course, it was true that she wanted to repay Baek-seol.
But the reason So-jeong insisted on this method was also partly because she felt a little unfair that she was always the one making lewd sounds with a melted expression.
Remembering her own face reflected in the fitting room mirror while receiving a blowjob from Baek-seol, So-jeong spoke in a slightly pouty voice, almost arguing.
"......It must be nice to be as mature as you, Baek-seol."
"What do you mean by that?"
"That you can be so composed even in a situation like this. Even when you're doing those...... lewd things to me."
A very brief silence. And then Baek-seol's very small laugh.
"Were you perhaps dissatisfied? That you were the only one feeling good, and I wasn't?"
"Ah, no!"
Now that she heard it, it was true, but feeling like her long-held concern was being resolved in one go, So-jeong reflexively denied it.
Seeing So-jeong like that, Baek-seol chuckled softly again.
"You're really too kind. Sorry for making you worry unnecessarily."
"I said it's not that......!"
"Actually, I'm really nervous right now too. The reason it doesn't show on my face...... might be because I don't know what expression to make right now."
At the unexpected words, So-jeong lifted her head and looked up slightly at Baek-seol.
"......Really?"
Instead of answering, Baek-seol gently took So-jeong's hand and placed it on her own chest.
"Thump."
"Here. Can you feel it?"
Thumpthumpthumpthump.
The sound of Baek-seol's heartbeat, felt through her clothes, was beating at a fast pace, like the streetlights passing by outside the window.
Just like So-jeong's own heartbeat.
"......Thump."
***
Ddiriri-
The cheerful sound of the door lock felt strangely alien and particularly loud today.
Baek-seol opened the door, So-jeong followed her inside, the door closed with a clunk, and the electronic locking sound was heard.
And then a descending silence.
A silence so thick you could almost grab it with an outstretched hand.
"......"
Neither Baek-seol nor So-jeong knew what to do with this silence, standing stiffly in the entryway without even taking off their shoes.
While feeling like her head was completely blocked and spinning, So-jeong also found it novel that Baek-seol was so flustered.
"Uh, come in for now."
"Ah, uh, yeah!"
As if thinking she had to say something to break the silence, when Baek-seol spoke, So-jeong quickly responded and followed Baek-seol into the living room.
But even after entering the living room, the two just watched each other's reactions, unable to even sit on the sofa.
"......What do you want to do now?"
"I, I'm not really sure."
"You were the one who proposed it first, didn't you have something in mind?"
"So, sorry."
Perhaps because she was so nervous, her old timid, stuttering personality seemed to have revived.
Baek-seol quickly noticed this, approached So-jeong, and spoke softly.
"I'm not scolding you, so don't be so nervous. Hmm...... if it's too much, should we just not do it today?"
"Ah, no!"
So-jeong answered faster than even she expected.
She couldn't hide behind Baek-seol's consideration anymore. Even if she couldn't be as confident as Baek-seol, she wanted to be someone who could properly convey her gratitude toward her.
With that feeling, So-jeong clasped her slightly trembling hands from nervousness and slowly opened her mouth.
"Um, today is about me repaying you, right."
"Yeah."
Baek-seol nodded at So-jeong's words and calmly waited for her next words.
"So......"
So-jeong took a small deep breath and carefully spoke again.
"Baek-seol, I want you...... to teach me. How I can make you feel good."
Tick. Tock. Tick.
The faint sound of a second hand turning could be heard from somewhere.
"......Baek-seol?"
When no answer came from Baek-seol for what felt like several more ticks, So-jeong slightly raised her eyes to glance at Baek-seol's face.
And at the end of that gaze was,
"......It's still a bit embarrassing to be asked to say something like that so suddenly."
Baek-seol, covering her mouth with the back of her hand and turning her head slightly away.
Eyes slightly furrowed as if trying to suppress her embarrassment, and.
Her ears, flushed red, which couldn't be hidden by the back of her hand.
"Ah."
So-jeong felt like she heard something go *snap* inside herself.
She couldn't think of anything else anymore. It felt like all the blood that should go to her head was rushing downward.
The only thing she could think about was the pretty, adorable, and now embarrassed figure in front of her, who was even cute—only Baek-seol.
So-jeong approached Baek-seol and gently took her hand.
"So, So-jeong?"
This time, Baek-seol flinched and stuttered.
"Teach me."
On the other hand, So-jeong, consumed by the instinct boiling up from deep within her, spoke with uncharacteristic boldness.
"Do you do it too sometimes? Like masturbating."
"Of, of course I do."
Pushed by So-jeong's momentum, Baek-seol answered obediently.
"How do you do it?"
"What do you mean how. I just...... touch myself."
I see.
You just touch yourself.
Then you'll like it if I touch you, right?
So-jeong's hand, incapable of thinking beyond one-dimensional thoughts, moved toward the zipper of Baek-seol's pants.
"W, wait a second, So-jeong."
Seeing where her hand was headed, Baek-seol said in a flustered voice and grabbed her hand.
"Just calm down a little......"
But So-jeong leaned into Baek-seol slightly and looked up at her sneakily.
"......Don't you want it?"
"Euk."
Baek-seol swallowed her saliva upon seeing the large, shiny, puppy-dog eyes.
'That's cheating......!'
In this atmosphere, with those eyes, if you say something like that.
All other choices simply vanish for Baek-seol.
The slight intoxication from the little she drank made her blood race faster, making her whole body feel hazy.
So-jeong felt the strength in Baek-seol's hands holding her loosen slightly, then unfastened her pants button and slowly pulled down the zipper.
"At least let me wash......"
Baek-seol muttered as a final resistance, but So-jeong didn't respond at all.
It's okay, Baek-seol.
Because you just smell really good right now.
So-jeong's fingers slid smoothly inside Baek-seol's soft underwear, and
"......Hahk......"
A low moan escaped Baek-seol's lips.
So-jeong felt that her pussy was already wet.