Chapter 8, Incest Drama
Chapter 8, Incest Drama
"No, noona! What are you doing!"
I jolted in surprise and tried to pull my hand away.
But noona wouldn't let go.
Instead, she gripped it even tighter and pressed it right against her chest.
I could feel my face heating up bright red from the soft sensation of her breast.
"It's okay. Gyeong-ho."
The curve of a woman's breast pressed into my palm.
Through the thin T-shirt—barely thicker than a tank top—noona's body heat seeped straight through.
Then, out of nowhere, tears started plopping down from noona's eyes.
I widened my eyes in shock, totally flustered.
"I... The only thing I can do for you... is something like this... I'm sorry..."
"Noona... What do you—"
"It's all because of me... If noona had just gritted her teeth and kept working... Hic... You wouldn't have had to struggle like that..."
Seeing noona sniffling like that, I couldn't bring myself to yank my hand away.
Noona squeezed the hand she'd grabbed even harder.
My palm sank completely into her breast.
"...Noona."
"Hic... Sob..."
If I pulled away right now, it'd hurt her feelings.
Sure, siblings shouldn't be doing this, but I decided to go along with noona's wishes for a bit.
This is...
Unavoidable.
She's the one who wants it.
Yeah.
Noona's drunk right now—she's not in her right mind.
That's how I rationalized it to myself.
I couldn't bear to look at her face, so I cast my gaze downward.
Through that single thin T-shirt.
The curve of her breasts—not too small, not too big—was perfectly outlined.
Slowly... very, very carefully, I put some pressure into my hand.
Even as a virgin who has never dated, I'd heard in sex ed that grabbing a breast too hard hurts like hell.
'Is this right?'
No, what the hell is even "right" here?
I was confused as fuck, but my fingers curled slightly on their own.
The round shape filled my grip.
Even when noona was modeling, she was famous for her slender figure.
Not skinny, but healthy and beautifully lined...
That kind of vibe.
So her breasts weren't huge.
But thanks to that, any outfit fit her perfectly, making her pretty popular in the industry.
Just because they were small didn't mean they weren't soft.
'So soft...'
This was the first time I'd properly groped a woman's breast like this.
Hell, aside from noona and my younger sister, I'd never even held hands with anyone as a virgin who has never dated.
I swallowed hard, my dry throat burning.
At least her tears had stopped by now.
'If this is comforting her, then good.'
Thinking that, I gently kneaded my hand a little.
Maybe it was the booze, or just curiosity.
That's when it happened.
"Ngh..."
Noona let out a sound totally different from her teary sobs.
A sound I'd heard somewhere before—a lot.
My mind snapped to attention.
...I'd brushed her nipple, apparently.
The sensation lingered vividly on my fingertips.
"S-Sorry."
"..."
Noona stared at me with her tear-streaked eyes.
That hollow gaze—I had no clue what she was thinking.
"You can touch more if you want..."
"N-No, it's fine."
"Really...?"
"Yeah. I've touched plenty."
I shook my head wildly.
If I kept going here, it felt like we'd cross another line, and that scared me a bit.
Noona, a little calmed down now, started drinking again.
She pulled out every beer can from the fridge and chugged them, then even downed all the highballs we'd bought ages ago.
Once the strong booze hit her, she face-planted onto the table and passed out.
"One more glass..."
After that, noona was completely wasted.
Before I knew it, she'd leaned her head on my lap and dozed off.
My noona has this habit of crashing out the second she gets drunk.
I shook her shoulder, but she didn't budge.
"Haa... No helping it."
I slid my arm under her legs and scooped her up.
Under 50kg, so she didn't feel that heavy.
I opened the door to noona's room.
It was cluttered with cute dolls, awards, trophies, and stuff.
How long had it been since I'd come into noona's room?
Probably two years—since that day.
The day noona quit modeling because of the bullying.
I'd gone in to cheer her up and found her collapsed after popping a ton of sleeping pills.
Thank god the ER stomach-pumped her in time.
I'd found her about five minutes after, which was a miracle.
I lifted the neatly made bed covers.
And gently laid noona down.
"..."
Her sleeping face looked so peaceful.
Her cheeks were a bit flushed from the alcohol.
Worried she'd catch a cold, I tucked the blanket up to her neck.
As I turned to leave, my feet wouldn't move.
What if something happened after I left?
Drunks choke and die sometimes, right?
I dragged over a desk chair and sat by the bed.
I gazed down at noona's face for a while.
That's when.
"Mmm..."
Noona frowned in her sleep, maybe too hot, and flailed her hand.
Then she kicked off the blanket.
Her chest was suddenly exposed all the way up.
"So hot..."
"You'll catch a cold."
I went to cover her back up, but my hand froze midway.
The memory of that soft, hand-filling sensation from earlier flooded back.
My eyes drifted straight to noona's chest.
The shape stood out even clearer over the thin T-shirt.
Noona was deep asleep.
Her breasts rose and fell gently with each breath.
'Just... a light touch wouldn't hurt, right?'
She won't remember anyway.
If I hadn't felt it once already, maybe I could've resisted.
But now that I had, an unbearable urge surged up.
To be honest... I felt like a total dog in heat.
I felt like trash for thinking this way, but instinct was overriding my brain.
Plus, noona had given permission earlier.
Sure, she was drunk when she said it.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Slowly, I reached out and placed my hand on sleeping noona's breast.
I gripped a little harder than before.
My head buzzed at the squishing sensation in my palm.
It felt even softer, even hotter.
"Hnng..."
Then noona let out a deeper moan in her sleep.
My heart nearly stopped.
Did she wake up?
I yanked the blanket over her body and bolted from the room.
"Hoo... Hoo..."
Leaning against the door, I panted heavily.
Thank god.
She didn't wake up.
Sighing in relief, I headed to the living room.
Just then, Gyeong-ah was coming out of her room too.
Probably for water.
"Oppa... You still up? What about unnie?"
"Sleeping in her room. She's really wasted."
"Drunk, huh..."
Gyeong-ah went into noona's room.
I couldn't help peeking inside after her.
Gyeong-ah sat by the bed, gently stroking sleeping noona's hair.
She must feel grateful and sorry toward her always-caring unnie.
"Don't drink so much..."
"Hehe..."
Noona's face slackened into a big grin in her sleep, enjoying the touch.
"Oppa. I thought I heard weird noises from unnie's room earlier. What happened?"
"Huh? Oh, n-nothing! N-No, nothing happened."
I flailed my hands and stammered.
Looked super suspicious, so I decided to bail.
"J-Just... sleep-talking or something?"
"Sleep-talking?"
"Uh... I'm hitting the hay first! Might have work tomorrow."
I straight-up fled to my room.
Phew.
The next morning.
Maybe from the guilt of last night, I tossed and turned a bit.
So I woke up earlier than usual.
Heading to the living room, noona was humming and prepping breakfast.
She looked totally fine despite all that drinking.
"You're up? Sleep well?"
"...Yeah. You?"
"Me? Just a slight headache from the booze yesterday, otherwise good."
Noona beamed brightly.
Seeing her so innocent, it was clear she really didn't remember last night.
I cautiously gauged her reaction.
"Noona. Um... do you remember anything from yesterday...?"
"Huh? Yesterday? Just drinking with you? Why? Did noona mess up?"
She tilted her head cutely.
Seemed like she genuinely had no clue.
"Nah... Nothing. Just asking."
Looks like she didn't remember letting me grope her chest while drunk.
Thank god.
Really thank god.
"Go wash up quick. Food's ready."
"Y-Yeah."
Sighing in relief, I headed to the bathroom.
After a quick rinse, steaming stew and fresh rice were on the table.
The usual peaceful morning scene.
I vowed to bury last night's events as my secret alone.
Before eating, I checked the Hunter Gallery real quick.
Weekend meant no big fires, so they were roasting the new Hunter Drama.
[Title: Strongest Hunter << This shit is insane, right?]
[What kind of real-life noona lives with her mid-20s dongsaeng, cooks, does laundry, all that? LOL]
[That's no noona, that's a wife.]
ㄴAgree
ㄴIf it bothers you, get yourselves a noona like that ㅉㅉ Just think of her as wife-noona.
ㄴㄴFor real
ㄴㄴIncest freak
ㄴBut fr, kinda sus.
ㄴㄴClueless
ㄴㄴㄴ(GTFO our gallery, gallerycon)
[Title: Controversial Drama Noona << Breaking down the hornypoints]
[1. Waits at the door when protag gets home.]
[2. Hands him underwear after he washes up]
[3. Preps breakfast every morning and wakes him.]
[Why don't I have a noona like that? I'd rail her on sight]
ㄴ2 is crossing the line, ffs LOL
ㄴWriter's 100% an only child
ㄴWtf? I like it.
ㄴㄴ(Incest lovers GTFO, gallerycon)
ㄴNot K-noona, that's J-noona LOL
ㄴㄴEven JAV doesn't build up like this fml LOL
ㄴㄴㄴNah, they do plenty.
ㄴㄴㄴㄴShare codes fml ro ma
[Title: Stop shoving shitty romance in hunter stories.]
[Just smash mobs, get pets, done.]
[Always ruin the plot with weird relationships]
[And incest vibes? Fml LOL]
[Goddamn horny tho.]
ㄴ?
ㄴFr LOL super hot
ㄴBut noona hot?
ㄴㄴNewbie actress but STTCH level.
ㄴㄴㄴWith a noona like that I'd do incest too
ㄴㄴㄴPsycho LOL
[Title: Why are you all freaking out?]
[Just accept the drama's setting.]
[Nothing weird about siblings like that in this world ㅇㅇ...]
[You guys don't have a noona irl?]
ㄴMy noona just tells me to fuck off
ㄴㄴLOLOLOLOL
ㄴㄴㄴSame with my house gorilla.
ㄴAll the noonas I know are enemies
ㄴWhere tf do you find noonas like that LOL
ㄴReal siblings don't even use names. Just "hey."
ㄴGuys who end with ㅇㅇ... are always coolguys.
ㄴㄴTrue
ㄴㄴㄴCoolguy
[Title: Spoiler from insider: Noona setting leaked.]
[Protag and noona are step-siblings, no blood.]
ㄴHuh? Real?
ㄴㄴBS.
ㄴㄴㄴThis guy's the same troll from other galleries last time.
ㄴㄴㄴㄴMods do your job? Fml scared me.
ㄴAh fml got baited.
ㄴJust blood siblings LOL writer's an incest freak LOL
ㄴㄴPhew, relief.
ㄴㄴㄴPhew relief my ass LOL
ㄴKnow it's bait but... pls be stepsibs...
ㄴㄴWtf is this guy?
ㄴㄴCoward bitch
ㄴCoward incest and writer gets death threats
Must be popular, 'cause they were going hard.
I ate while watching them flame.
'No matter how tough things get, how could anyone have those thoughts about their noona.'
Then it hit me.
Last night, I'd groped noona's breasts—twice—on my own.
'...'
I shook my head hard.
No useless thoughts.
That was... what noona wanted.
I'll just think of it as granting her request.