Chapter 28, Cunnilingus Reservation.
Chapter 28, Cunnilingus Reservation.
"Huu..."
The moment I got home from work, I threw myself onto the living room sofa.
Staring up at the ceiling, I let out a long sigh.
My slightly heated body had cooled down, and now it felt heavy.
'Dragon's Tomb, huh.'
My mind was a mess.
Sure, I'd impulsively bitten off more than I could chew, but now that it was time to actually get started, a wave of daunting uncertainty washed over me.
The Dragon's Tomb wasn't just any dungeon.
It was one of the mere eight S-Class Dungeons in South Korea.
One of the dungeons drawing the eyes of not just the nation, but all of East Asia.
And now, a freshly minted one-year Grade 9 Civil Servant like me was handed full producing rights over it.
Does this even make sense? But then I'd recall Team Leader-nim's beaming smile, and my stomach would churn.
Why on earth did our Team Leader-nim dump this on me?
'Did my proposal really impress him that much?'
No matter how I racked my brain, that was the only explanation.
Otherwise, why hand a planning proposal to a lowly civil servant like me?
Team Leader-nim's sigh of relief.
It was definitely the relief of offloading a headache.
"Haa, this job isn't getting way too big for its britches?"
This wasn't something I could solve just by sitting in the Seoul office shuffling papers.
There was always a gap between data on paper and the reality on the ground.
Especially for a dungeon that wasn't even open to the public, let alone cleared.
I'd have to check every detail myself: terrain, residual mana density, monster respawn cycles, you name it.
"Might have to head down to Jeju Island at some point."
As I muttered to myself, a positive train of thought suddenly kicked in.
Jeju Island.
Call it a business trip all you want—it's basically a vacation on the government's dime.
Use work as an excuse to get some fresh air, chow down on delicious food.
The more I thought about it, the less bad it seemed.
Hell, it was a hundred times better than dealing with asshole complainants in that stuffy office.
'Yeah, let's think positive. Water's already spilled anyway.'
That was how I comforted myself.
It might suck for a month or two, but it'd make for good memories later.
"Gyeong-ho, what's wrong?"
Right then, a fresh shampoo scent wafted over.
It was Older Sister, appearing out of nowhere.
Older Sister hugged me tight.
"Mmph."
My face got buried in her breasts.
At home, she was wearing just a skimpy sleeveless shirt with thin straps, so her deep cleavage and collarbone softly brushed my face.
"Our little bro, got some worries? Sighing like the ground's gonna cave in."
"Noona. I'm in deep shit."
"What happened? Something bad at work?"
Older Sister peered at my face with worried eyes.
Whatever, her soft breast felt so damn good my dick perked right up.
Naturally, my hand slid up to her tits.
I lifted my buried head a bit and grabbed her breasts right there in front of me.
Her body heat seeped through the thin fabric, scorching hot.
"Euung...♬"
Older Sister didn't resist.
She just surrendered her body to my touch, accepting it.
Lately, I'd been letting go of the guilt a bit.
The moral hang-up about not doing this with family was outweighed by raw instinct and the comfort we gave each other.
Kids who'd lost both parents just a few years ago clung even harder to what family they had left.
As long as we didn't cross the line, satisfying our lust like this wasn't so bad—that was my rationalization.
That's what dominated my head.
I kneaded her breasts and opened my mouth.
"Work... handed me a project."
"A project? For you, Gyeong-ho?"
"Yeah. Opening the Dragon's Tomb dungeon."
"Huh? That massive thing from the news?"
Older Sister's eyes went wide in shock.
The Dragon's Tomb was a hot topic across Asia, so it popped up in the news a lot.
The Management Bureau had been dragging their feet, so interest was waning, though.
She seemed amazed that a Grade 9 Civil Servant like me had been saddled with something so huge.
"So our Gyeong-ho's super trusted at work? Already handling a big deal like that."
Older Sister stroked my head proudly.
Trusted, huh.
Sure, Team Leader-nim and the higher-ups thought well of me.
Whether it was trust in my skills or just that I was a pushover who handled dirty work without complaint... who knew.
"Trust... well, yeah, kinda."
I trailed off.
Honestly, I didn't think my skills measured up yet.
Just twenty-five, barely a year on the job.
Was it even feasible for a newbie to plan and oversee a project that'd make veterans balk?
"Feeling the pressure?"
"A bit? Nah, a lot."
"Oh. Maybe Noona spoke too lightly."
"No need for you to feel sorry, Noona. The ones who should apologize are the team leaders."
Another sigh slipped out.
As my face darkened, Older Sister pressed even closer.
Then she slipped the thin straps of her sleeveless shirt off her shoulders.
"Noona?"
Her pale skin came into view.
Without a word, Older Sister stripped off the top completely.
What was revealed was a simple-designed bra.
But she didn't stop there.
She reached back, deftly unhooking it.
Tok.
With a light friction sound, the bra hit the floor.
Now fully topless in a flash, Older Sister looked down at me and asked.
"Our little bro. Wanna suck on Noona's nipples?"
Short, blunt, but a damn tempting offer.
Without a word, I reached out.
Her jiggling breasts right in front of me...
Every time I saw them, I marveled as I gripped them tight with both hands.
"Haut..."
A low moan escaped Older Sister.
I bent down and took her perky pink nipple in my mouth.
"Chuwup... Chup..."
I rolled it with my tongue, sucked it with my lips, working it hard.
The work stress melted away through my tongue and lips.
Was relieving stress like this really okay?
The doubt flickered again, but it didn't last.
She said it was fine, and Gyeong-ah said it was fine too.
If everyone's cool, it's cool, right?
I decided to shelve the complicated ethics for now.
"Huu... Gyeong-ho..."
Older Sister's hand stroked my hair.
As I sucked diligently, a sudden curiosity hit me.
Gyeong-ah definitely got turned on when I touched or sucked her.
I'd seen the vaginal fluid dripping down her thighs.
Hell, she even jerked me off.
So what about Older Sister?
Did she get sexually aroused just from her little brother sucking her nipples?
It wasn't mere curiosity.
Call it a man's conquest urge, a need to confirm.
Right now, I wanted to check her reaction.
I slid one hand from kneading her breast downward.
I slipped it under the hem of her short shorts.
Then lightly stroked her pussy over her panties.
"Hik?!"
Older Sister's body twitched.
But she didn't swat my hand away.
The feel through her panties.
A bit damp.
Already wet.
I looked up at her face.
Her cheeks were flushed red like a ripe apple.
Her eyes shook, unsure where to look.
Letting me suck her nipples was okay under the guise of comforting her brother—no shame there.
But touching her pussy? That was a whole other level.
Straight-up sexual.
"Noona, you're wet."
"Th-that's..."
No waiting for an answer—I took her nipple back in my mouth.
While sucking, I pushed my finger inside her panties.
Sticky vaginal fluid wrapped around my finger.
I rubbed her outer labia for real, stimulating her, and her legs started trembling.
"Huuung! G-Gyeong-ho! W-wait a sec!"
Older Sister grabbed my shoulders in a panic.
Too much stimulation?
Or shame from letting her brother touch her pussy?
Pop.
She yanked her breast from my mouth and stood up.
Clutching her shaky legs, she hurried toward the bathroom like she was fleeing.
"N-Noona's gonna wash up!"
Bang.
The bathroom door slammed shut, echoing through the living room.
I wiped the saliva from my lips and chuckled.
Guess I went too far.
But I confirmed it.
Older Sister was definitely aroused.
A few days after getting saddled with the job.
"All done."
I grinned satisfactorily at the monitor.
The project proposal for opening the Dragon's Tomb.
After pulling all-nighters researching and polishing data, it was finally complete.
Even I had to admit it was perfect.
How a one-year Grade 9 Civil Servant had the balls to say that... who knows.
Anyway, the result was stellar.
I could submit it upstairs right now and it'd get stamped no problem.
But one crucial step remained.
'Now for the site visit...'
Desk planning was just theory.
Time to hit the field, survey the real deal, and tweak the proposal accordingly.
Usually, Seoul office drones like us don't do site visits.
They stick to papers, leading to clashes with field staff or botched outcomes later.
The desk-vs-field divide.
A chronic civil servant plague.
But I didn't want that.
I wanted to do it right.
Prove my chops by nailing this since I took it on.
Sure, a bit of selfish Jeju Island vacation vibes mixed in.
I printed the proposal on the big copier and stood up.
Headed to Team Leader-nim's desk.
"Team Leader-nim."
"Hm? Gyeong-ho-ssi. What's up?"
Team Leader-nim, glued to his monitor, spotted me and smiled.
Like he'd met the messiah.
Ever since I volunteered for Dragon's Tomb duty, he'd visibly relaxed.
"Proposal's pretty much done."
"For real? Already? As expected of Gyeong-ho-ssi. You handle shit fast."
Team Leader-nim thumbs-upped dramatically.
Yep, total dump-off confirmed.
Civil servants are pros at that crap.
When I get juniors, I'll work 'em right.
"So anyway, think I need to do a site visit now. Gotta check some things in person."
"Ah, site visit? Yeah, yeah, you should. Dragon's Tomb's on Jeju Island, right?"
"Yes. I'll check terrain and facilities, finalize the proposal, and report back."
Team Leader-nim nodded.
He even seemed grateful I offered first.
"Alright, I'll approve 4 days, 3 nights—take your time. Eat good, get some air. Swipe the company card for everything, just bring receipts."
"Thanks."
"Flight? Hit up any national airline, drop our department name. Oh, but flying means no car. Wanna take one?"
"Nah, I'll rent on-site."
"Yeah, easier. Ferry from Mokpo's a hassle anyway."
Smooth sailing.
Approval came in seconds.
Fastest processing in civil servant history.
Meaning everyone else wanted zero part of this project.
Lunchtime.
Ate at the cafeteria, then grabbed cheap vending machine coffee outside.
With Ji-hye.
Kang Hyuk-hyung was off at the smoking area for his so-called 'Smoker's Tea Party' again.
Just cigs and vending coffee, but whatever.
I brought up the Jeju trip with Ji-hye.
"Ji-hye-ya. Heading to Jeju Island on a business trip this week."
"Jeju Island? For the Dragon's Tomb?"
Ji-hye looked a tad envious.
General Affairs Department was a shitshow, so yeah, trip envy.
And to Jeju, no less.
The work itself wouldn't take more than a few hours anyway.
"Yeah. Need a site survey."
"Damn... lucky. Jeju Island."
Ji-hye pouted.
She fiddled with her now-ice-only cup, not hiding her regret.
"Wanna tag along with oppa, but General Affairs is fucked and I'm on duty. So jealous and bummed."
"It's work, not play."
"You're gonna eat abalone and see the sea."
How'd she know?
Or is this standard civil servant fantasy?
Either way, her whining was kinda cute.
Not mad I'm going solo, but bummed she can't join—full sulk mode.
.
Ji-hye glanced around, then scooted close to me.
Out of others' sight, she pinched my arm lightly and whispered.
"Before you go... want me to drain one with my mouth?"
Bold as hell.
Like last time, offering fellatio in that outdoor unit corner.
"Nah. Too much draining wears me out."
I chuckled and turned her down.
Ji-hye's face fell.
"Instead."
I pushed her lightly against the wall.
She blinked in surprise at the sudden move.
"When I get back, I'll drain one for you."
"Oppa. Girls don't have anything to drain."
"Why not?"
I placed my hand on her thigh.
Stroked up her pantyhose, slipped to her crotch, till I felt her soft pussy.
"Girls cum too. This time, I'll drain you with some cunnilingus."
"Huu..."
Ji-hye's face flushed red instantly.
I pulled my hand from her pussy and stroked her crotch.