Just a Kiss? Eroge All-Nighter Turns Steamy
"That... you're really gonna do it? That?"
"Yeah. I already installed it, remember?"
"......"
After hearing Lee Seo-yeon's request for help because she wanted to play an eroge, Yoo Seol-ah was chugging her drink like her throat was on fire.
"What's wrong? Not as good as you thought?"
"...No, it's definitely well-made... that's not the problem...!"
"Then what's the issue? It's just a game."
"......"
Yoo Seol-ah seemed like she wanted to argue about how they could possibly play that together, but considering they'd entrusted their lives to each other before, this was nothing. I was curious about her skills too.
Since it's basically an eroge in visual novel format, choices pop up here and there, and you can clear the final episode if you hit over 80% affection on the routes. When I cleared it, Lilac's affection was at 87%. Even playing with some experience from other VNs, thinking about character traits, I couldn't break 90%. But Yoo Seol-ah posted achievement screenshots on her illustrator SNS Yuki-nyang Likes account with 100% on all three characters. No wonder she's a true master.
"......Fine."
Yoo Seol-ah finally gave in. She cracked open another beer and started downing it. At 3% she'd be tipsy; 4.5% was gonna wreck her. She was probably doing it on purpose.
"...Gulp."
She threw her head back like some old man, making that satisfied groan. Her face was already flushing a bit. She drained the can in seconds, shoveled in a chopstick of stir-fried bean sprouts, chewed vigorously, then spoke.
"Whew... Seo-yeon, this is a one-time thing. Opportunities like this don't come often."
"For real? You're that good? You play other eroges too?"
"...Yeah."
Her confidence said it all—she really did. What kind of mindset lets you excel at eroges?
"Eat slowly for now. Class registration starts at noon tomorrow, so we can stay up late."
"Yeah. But we might not clear it tonight. The story's pretty long."
"Not cheap either, so it must be substantial."
We were all starving after working out over lunch, so we demolished the tteokbokki and bean sprouts.
"Ugh... so full."
"What about this?"
"Oh, just rinse 'em rough and stick 'em under the dishwasher."
A dishwasher in a studio? Jealous as a fellow solo liver.
We tidied the dishes and headed to the gaming room Lee Seo-yeon bragged about.
"Whoa... what is this?"
"Full-on studio..."
"Biggest room, so I redid the whole interior."
The heavy soundproof door led to dim, sleek blue lighting. A massive desk held the main PC, with a wall-mounted TV above.
"That's the monitor?"
"Yup. Doubles as a TV, but usually monitor mode. Sit anywhere."
Three PCs lined up in the back like a PC bang. That's how she could do registrations.
Do-yoon hyung and I grabbed back chairs. Yoo Seol-ah plopped on the plush sofa chair with Lee Seo-yeon.
"So, what's so fun about it? You both played it."
"Art quality's insane. Learned a ton from it."
"Story's decent too."
"Should I try it?"
Do-yoon hyung hadn't played? Kinda surprising. Were Seol-ah and I the hardcore otakus?
"You haven't either, hyung?"
"...Never tried any eroges. Hard to get into these days, right? Doujins are easier."
"...Ugh."
Unlike doujins and mangas popping up everywhere, eroges are obscure and tough to access. I didn't even know where to buy till I searched. Only one under my belt. Yoo Seol-ah's guilty flinch said otherwise.
"Seol-ah, you tried others?"
"...N-no? First one."
Too suspicious to press.
Lee Seo-yeon booted the PC; the monitor mirrored to the big wall TV.
...Watching scenes that huge? Hilarious. Time for a drink.
"Fridge?"
"That drawer thing. Check it."
Loaded with booze and sodas; snacks and cup ramen on the shelf. Microwave nearby. Mini PC bang vibes.
"Wine okay?"
"Drink whatever~ Bought tons for guests. First in a year, though."
I grabbed wine and a glass, returned. Classy for eroge.
Everyone snagged snacks and drinks; Lee Seo-yeon launched the game. Those speakers? Familiar—probably 400 total. 4 million won blasting the eroge title call.
Ordinary Everyday Sex Life! Bend Their Common Sense to Your Will...?
"Ooh, pretty voice acting."
Japanese, but we all understood sans subs; bass was overwhelming. Everyone but Seo-yeon chugged in sync.
"Gotta be 4."
"Nah, 3."
"3 for me too."
"Sigh... you guys know nothing."
Debating choices. We three picked 3; Seol-ah insisted 4.
Premise: Protagonist's phone app alters heroines' common sense per input. Choices mostly from that. Heroines: Childhood friend Charlotte (silver hair—skipped 'cause someone kept coming to mind), stepsis Lilac, cafe boss Yuna. On Lilac route now.
Current: Cafe new menu R&D. Picking milk for latte with Lilac. 3: Her breastfeeding protagonist to taste is normal (she lactates sans pregnancy—eroge basics). 4: Sucking his dick milk directly.
"Why 4?"
"Greeting choice was kiss for perfect. Mouth-sensitive, so 4. Connects to prior."
Spot-on logic. Korea Uni material. Deep kiss greeting boosted affection most.
"Huh, Seol-ah's right."
Affection +Max!
Seo-yeon picked 4; "Perfect" flashed, game progressed. Eroge genius?
'...Hurry and pull out your dick, oppa. Don't dawdle. Milk's gotta be fresh, right?'
Another choice—rare chain.
"1?"
"2."
"2."
"1...? Why so tricky?"
Split: Me/Seol-ah on 2. Tsundere big-tits twintail stepsis Lilac. 1: She bobs her head. 2: Protag grabs hair, thrusts hips.
She teases protagonist, but...
"Tsundere in eroge are always M. 2's right."
Seol-ah's authority hit hard—booze loosened her.
Seo-yeon gripped the twintails. "...Twintails do get called handles... but damn, tricky."
Real-life twintail handle theory? Weird vibe.
'Now, shake those hips and squeeze it all into my mouth.'
Another Max Boost!
"...Past midnight already? Gotta wash up and crash. Solo grind later."
Needed shower time, so quit at 12:10, back to rooms.
Showered in-room bath, changed comfy, lay scrolling phone. Usually crash at 2 a.m.—not sleepy yet.
Group chat goodnights; then footsteps, door creak.
Upstairs: just me and Seol-ah.
"...Why?"
"Just...?"
Black dolphin pants, white tee. She shut door, answered.
I sat bed edge. Why so late...?
"Not sleepy?"
"Kinda?"
Slurred a bit—still buzzed. Heavy drinking earlier...
Zombie-walked close, stopped right in front. Uneasy, I tried sending her off.
"Go sleep. Registration tomorrow."
"...Then just one kiss."
"......"
Headache incoming. Should've cut her off sooner. Sober eroge's tough, but...
"Later. Sleep first."
Not against kissing, but here? Sketchy.
She frowned, straddled my lap lightly. Hands on shoulders, lips parted.
"One wish. Kiss me."
"...What's with the sudden?"
"Not sudden—holding back since three days ago. Tonight too... a bit."
Eroge wasn't flirty; booze was culprit. Not her sober style here.
"...Still drunk, Seol-ah?"
"Sober now? Not drunk."
Bull. Totally wasted.
Her hips slid from knees to groin. Fresh shampoo and her soft scent dizzying.
"C-can we talk down there first? Even soundproof, it's her place."
"I know. So just a kiss... please? Wishes granted, right?"
Anywhere else, no issue. But guests...
I gripped shoulders to push; she sighed, palmed my chest.
"---------."
Foreign mana—not hers—hit; heart raced.
"Mmph!?..."
"Mmm... chuu... chup..."
Lips crashed; something blocked reason—couldn't push. Tongues tangled, dick swelled naturally.
Spell, but not simple arousal boost. Raw lust for her amplified.
She ground subtly; crotches met—no panic, just bolder hip rolls.
...Just a kiss, huh. Should've stopped at start.
"Hah!... Fwaa... Mmm!... Chuu..."
Mouths sealed, sweet moans leaked. Thin clothes: her wetness seeped through, hips frantic.
Clothed, not maddening for me; her? Different. Grinding hits women hard, heard.
"Haaah!... Hmm... Chup!..."
Eyes glazed; pleasure broke lip seal sometimes. At least muffling—location-aware.
Her soaked pussy ground my shaft lewdly; she came faster than expected.
"Chuuu♡... Hnn♡!..."
Clung tight, hips jerking—climaxed sure.
But... she goes solo? Pin her down?
Soundproof easy.
"Huuu... Haa... Haaah!..."
Face buried in shoulder, ragged breaths. As I eyed the bed—click, door opened.
Seol-ah tensed.
"Eek!..."
Too hot, plus Seo-yeon's "no upstairs" promise—ignored precautions.
Calmed heart, watched door: "Nyaa..." Brown fluffball bounded in.
...Cats turn knobs. Brown fur: Roun, Seo-yeon's cat.
Startled, Seol-ah dismounted, muttered:
"...S-sorry."
Bolted out before reply.
This... used me to get off.
Dick throbbed from her feel. Sorry ends it?
...Not letting this slide, Seol-ah.