Chapter 93
Come on, let go already? Watching them start bickering over something trivial, I couldn't help but think they were perfect for each other. If either Baek Sion or Seol-ah didn't put up with it, the other would end up looking ridiculous. They were probably the most competitive in our party, so even back when they visited my place, they didn't hesitate to show off their strength. Purely in terms of combat prowess, it was a deadlock.
Since chances to spectate something like this were rare, I sat down and pondered. Seol-ah was undeniably strong, but in a one-on-one, Sion seemed to have the edge. I'd asked them to be careful with the plants, so neither could unleash full firepower—which tilted things in Sion's favor.
I ran my own mental simulation while watching, but it ended way faster than expected.
"Yoo Seol-ah, I really like you."
At Sion's single line, Seol-ah froze on the spot. And when he grabbed her from behind for the "attack," he just pulled her into a hug.
...That wasn't a pin; it was a straight-up back hug.
Seol-ah was thrashing around, but honestly, she didn't look upset at all. With her cat-like personality, if she had a tail, it'd probably be wagging like crazy. I thought I loved romcoms and romance genres, but right now, amid the sweetness, I suddenly felt an urge to pick a fight with some random passerby.
But how long were they planning to stay like that? ...Whatever. Time to tend the plants. Ah, I miss Doyun oppa.
After savoring his victory, Sion started getting ready to head back. That's when I noticed divine power pouring out near where Lee Seo-yeon was crouching. The grass around her looked insanely lush compared to just minutes ago.
It didn't seem like my imagination, so I asked. Seo-yeon glanced at the grass, then at us, and replied.
"Never grown plants before? Grass grows fast anyway."
"...It's still growing in real time right now."
"Must be from all that heated bickering between you two."
"......"
Normally, you can't watch plants grow in real time. Seo-yeon was smiling, but her tone had that irrefutable vibe, so despite how suspicious it was, we just nodded.
Anyway, after touring the new house, we headed outside.
"I'll sort the contract next week or so. Gotta switch the title to your names."
"Yeah, thanks."
We'd be busy with moving for a while. Had to meet Seol-ah's parents too, and tell them about the house. Seol-ah would probably handle the packing herself, so I figured we'd be living here within two weeks.
"Club meeting tomorrow, right? Hit me up if you have questions later."
"Got it. Head home first?"
"Gonna rest a bit. Gotta feed the cats too."
"Cool. See you tomorrow."
Seo-yeon kindly dropped us near home. She chuckled at Seol-ah's finger heart above her head, waved through the window, and drove off.
It was still bright afternoon, but we naturally headed home. Seol-ah started pouting and grumbling, clearly still salty.
"...Wow, that was seriously unfair..."
"What was."
"Couldn't win fair and square, so he goes for... other tactics."
"Think excuses like that fly in real combat? And I still win even properly."
We'd both held back to avoid wrecking the apartment complex, but a win was a win. If she had gripes, she should've won. All that whining was just loser talk.
The moment we got inside, Seol-ah ditched her outer clothes and flopped onto the bed face-down. Then she muttered loud enough for me to hear on purpose.
"...After using real strength for the first time in ages 'cause of someone... resorts to cheap tricks."
"......"
"Can't win proper, so he... Eek!?"
Taunting me all defenseless on the bed like that? I climbed on, pressing down on her slim waist. She tried to get up, but no chance. Pin the center of gravity right, and she couldn't budge.
Her legs kicked futilely, just making her tight jeans hug those full cheeks even more.
Last time we'd stuck to endless kissing at her request, plus the earlier tussle had stirred me up a bit. Lust was building.
"What if I go all out?"
"...You couldn't beat me all out. Hah, such a perv as expected. Let go already?"
Still snippy. ...Wonder how long that'll last.
I straddled her upper back and kissed the pale nape peeking through her silver hair.
"Eep!?... Hey, wait...!"
Caught off guard, she arched her waist and whipped her head around. The childish bickerer was gone; her breathing roughened instantly.
I swept her long hair aside, exposing the line from nape to ear. Usually hidden, it was porcelain-pale, like the rest of her.
Licking softly this time, she clutched the sheets unconsciously.
"Ahng!... Hn, stop... I said...!"
For someone saying stop, her voice was already worlds away from normal. Her breaths were too sweet; that resistance was just shallow pride, pointless.
"Haa... Ahn!?... Seriously, cut it... Hiiyaang!?"
As I trailed up her nape and nipped her earlobe, blowing lightly, her waist jerked hard. Ears were insanely sensitive.
Embarrassed by her own heated voice, she buried her face deeper in the pillow—but it didn't matter. Soon, she wouldn't even think to hide.
With Baek Sion pinning my body completely and toying with my ear, I was already beyond my control. The hot breath in my ear and slick tongue scrambled my brain, chills layering in my lower belly. My waist twitched sporadically to cope, but the ear pleasure showed no end.
This was bad... But Sion wouldn't stop here.
Just as the ear sensations dizzied me, his hands kneaded my ass.
"Haht!... Uh, haa!..."
Pleasure from two spots, and his grip firmer than usual, sparking faint fear. After our tussle, it felt more like torment.
I'd never thought my ass that sensitive... But pinned, overwhelmed, it was maddening.
As unbearable climax built, his hand lifted—relief washed me, trying to calm my hypersensitive body. But that lapse backfired.
Lightning zapped my head; pent-up pleasure exploded.
"Hrrngt♡!?... Huk, haaa..."
Light orgasm faded, a faint sting on my ass registered.
...Did I just cum from a spank...?
"Calling me a perv while like this?"
"Huuu... Haa... That's not... Hngt!?"
Smack— Sharp sound, weird sensation on my ass. Earlier, my head blanked; now I knew. No pain—just pleasure burrowing deep.
...This was seriously bad.
Endless pleasure hit, regret rising for provoking him.
Made me wonder if she'd provoked on purpose—her melted voice contrasted her pussy clenching tighter. Each light smack on her springy, soft ass triggered another climax, inner walls squeezing, urging my release.
"Nnght♡!?... Seriously, no...!"
Growing hypersensitive, she came almost every minute now. Especially when I pistoned and spanked together—waist bucking without fail.
"Hyaaht♡!?... S-sorry, pleash♡... do it...!"
I was nearing my limit too when unexpected politeness hit. My hips sped up instinctively.
Weak orgasms from spanking alone, past experiences—she leaned masochistic. Sane, she'd never say it; pleasure scrambled her, pulling honorifics unconsciously.
Body limp, yet one wrist gripped, torso yanked up as she begged—that broke me.
"Haaht♡!?... So hot... inside... Uh, haaaang♡!..."
Even as I came, her insides milked relentlessly. Enduring the back-breaking bliss, I poured every drop before collapsing forward with her.
"......"
I'd held her to avoid slamming too hard on the bed. Letting go gently, her face showed no sign of waking.
...Passed out from exhaustion?
She'd call me perv nonstop later... But it was unavoidable. Every move, every attitude eroded my sanity naturally. Intentional was scary enough; if unconscious self-torment bait, she was innately lewd. Her body couldn't keep up, so probably the latter.