Friends? Lovers? That's Way Too Equal a Relationship (1)
“Seoyeon.”
“Yeah?”
“What do you want to do with your life?”
“······Out of nowhere?”
Seoyeon, sitting on the living-room floor studying for an exam, twisted around to look at me sprawled on the sofa and tilted her head.
I’d been thinking about it a lot lately.
What the hell was I supposed to be doing?
Three years of pure freeloading since high-school graduation. Seoyeon at least had the excuse of being a college student. Anyone looking at me—hell, even I looking at myself—would just see a bum living off his parents’ money.
“I mean··· is there anything you actually want to do, Seoyeon?”
“Me? Hmm······ Oh! There is!”
“What?”
“Marry Hajun?”
“·········.”
I let out a long sigh. Of course that was her answer.
Was there really nothing in her head except me?
It was starting to worry me.
“Seoyeon. Do you even have any friends besides me?”
“······Friends?”
She reacted to the word again.
“Yeah. Friends. You started college—you must’ve made some.”
“······I don’t.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t··· need them······.”
It wasn’t an answer to my question. She was looking straight into my eyes and saying it to me.
She didn’t want to be just friends with me.
“You can’t live like that. You should meet people, make friends.”
“······You don’t have any either.”
“I do, actually. Dongjun and Kyeongho.”
“They ignore your messages now. So you don’t have friends either.”
“Fine, fine··· we’re each other’s only friend then.”
“·········I hate that.”
Seoyeon suddenly clenched both fists and stared straight at me.
“What now?”
“Friends··· I hate it.”
We weren’t friends anymore. Too much had happened between us for that word to fit.
She’d been waiting for a clear answer from me for a long time. At first I hadn’t realized; later, even after I knew, I’d deliberately ignored how she felt.
“Seoyeon. Why would we be friends?”
“······Huh? Th-then what?”
Her expression instantly softened, hope blooming across her face.
The second I saw that expectant look, mischief started crawling up my spine.
“Hmm··· childhood friends? Balls-deep buddies?”
“·········Y-you fucking bastard!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
I’d only been trying to lighten the heavy mood with a joke. What I got back was Seoyeon’s first-ever genuine rage and her rock-hard fists.
“Guh—! W-wait! It was a joke! Just a joke! Ghhk!”
“You piece of shit! You garbage! You pervert who doesn’t even understand a girl’s heart!”
Seoyeon didn’t seem to hear a word I said. She just kept hammering my stomach while I lay on the sofa, screaming the whole time. Behind her, the silhouette of a goblin was slowly rising.
I was going to die.
“T-time-out! Tiiiiime-ouuut! Ghk!”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shuuuut uuuup! You bastard!”
Her fists moved from my gut and chest to my hair, grabbing fistfuls and shaking my head back and forth.
Ah, Grandpa··· I’ll be joining you soon.
“Die! Die! Diiie!”
“S-save me··· ghk!”
I’d never seen Seoyeon like that before.
The girl who always smiled and went along with whatever I said. The girl who, even when she was uncomfortable, just forced an awkward smile and swallowed it down. That same girl had turned into a real demon and beaten the shit out of me.
“I’m sorry······.”
Beaten to the brink of blacking out, I was now on my knees on the floor with both hands raised high.
“·········.”
Seoyeon sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking down at me, face still twisted with fury and radiating cold air.
“·········.”
The silent stare was starting to scare me.
You fucking idiot! Why the hell did you have to pull that stupid joke again···!
I cursed myself inside my head. I’d known perfectly well she refused to stay “just friends,” yet one moment of teasing had come back as a tidal wave.
Thud.
“I-I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”
Head bowed in self-reproach, I flinched hard at the sound of Seoyeon standing up and apologized for dear life. She ignored me completely and walked past.
I thought she was coming back for round two, but when I turned my head in confusion I saw her heading for the kitchen. A moment later she returned.
“Drink.”
In her hand was a white cup we hadn’t used in ages.
“·········.”
“Drink.”
When I hesitated and fumbled, she shoved the cup closer. One look at her face told me this wasn’t a joke.
Shit, fuck··· I’m screwed······.
One stupid joke and everything had blown up. We weren’t friends anymore. Since it had come to this, I might as well say we should try being more from now on.
That was what I’d meant to say. But the second I saw the hopeful look on her face, something teasing had slipped out instead. I’d wanted to see her reaction if I called us friends one more time. Today, though, her reaction was anything but normal.
Maybe bringing up Jeong-a all the time had made her more anxious than I realized.
“Drink!”
“Mmph! Mmmph!”
While I was still reading her face, Seoyeon forced the cup against my mouth herself. Water spilled down my chin and was shoved down my throat.
“Hah, hah···! S-Seoyeon, that’s not—just listen for a second······.”
“Shut up.”
I tried to clear up the misunderstanding right then, but Seoyeon’s eyes had already rolled all the way back; nothing was getting through. She grabbed my arm, hauled me up, and dragged me into the bedroom.
Thud!
“S-Seoyeon. Just listen to me for a second······.”
“I said shut up.”
“Mmph! Mmmph!”
She’d thrown me onto the bed. I tried to sit up and calm her down, but she stripped off her own clothes and jammed her panties into my mouth.
“Mmmph! Mmmmmph!”
“Stay still!”
Using the clothes she’d just taken off, she tied my arms behind my back, then yanked my pants and underwear down in one go.
“Hnnph! H-hnnnph!”
Even in this situation my cock was already hardening, and she wrapped her hand around it.
“Look at this. Friends? Why the hell would we be friends? Huh? I love you this much. You love me too, don’t you? Huh? That’s why it’s standing up so hard.”
“Mmmph!”
Her hand stroked the already swollen shaft up and down until I was trembling.
“What? Were you planning to fuck me and dump me? Huh? Have your fun and throw me away? Huh?”
“Mmm··· pwah! Who the hell’s fucking and dumping anyone! Did you forget what you did while I was asleep? That was rape, you know that?”
I finally spat the panties out. The anger that had been building finally boiled over. The way she was talking made it sound like I was the one-sided piece of trash.
This whole thing had started because she’d tried to rape me while I was sleeping. If anyone found out, she’d be the one getting pointed at. If I’d done the same thing to her, I’d be socially buried—no, it would just be a straight-up crime.
“You enjoyed it too! In the end you enjoyed it just as much!”
“G-ghk!”
Her grip suddenly tightened, crushing my cock. Then she lifted her hips and pressed the head against her entrance.
“I don’t need anything else anymore. Just this··· just this is enough···. If I get pregnant with Hajun’s baby··· then it’s over··· right?”
“·········What?”
I looked up, thinking I’d misheard. She didn’t look away. The expression on her face wasn’t just talk—she was genuinely ready to get pregnant.
This was dangerous.
Schlick!
“H-hnnn······!”
“Ghhk······!”
Seoyeon’s pussy swallowed my cock in one go, taking me all the way to the entrance of her womb. The sharp glare on her face melted into pure pleasure the moment I was inside. That look, plus the sensation around my cock, started emptying my head too.
“We··· for the rest of our lives··· haaah··· Hajun and me and the baby··· living together forever······.”
“G-ghk!”
She slowly rolled her hips, wrapping her arms around me and whispering right into my ear. Her words snapped me back to reality.
This wasn’t the time. This was actually dangerous.
I twisted and struggled, trying to free the arms tied behind my back.
“Haah! Hyaaah···!”
“Ghhk··· you fucking bitch!”
Riiip.
I put everything I had into tearing the clothes off my arms. The second they came free I locked my arms around her waist and flipped us over.
“Gah—!”
Our positions reversed. I immediately clamped a hand around her throat and pressed down. She grabbed my arm and thrashed, trying to pry it off, but the more she struggled the harder I squeezed.
“So··· you don’t like being friends?”
“Gah—! Ghk!”
I’d held back long enough. Seoyeon’s face was turning red. Deep inside her, the walls of her pussy clamped tight around the cock buried to the hilt. The hands that had been trying to push me away lost their strength.
If she actually passed out it would be a problem. I gradually eased the pressure on her throat.
“Cough, cough! Hah, hah···!”
Sploosh.
The moment her airway opened and she started gulping air, piss started leaking from her pussy in a steady stream. Her face was a mess of tears and snot. Even so, her eyes still held a look of expectation.
“If you don’t like friends, what would you like better? Hmm?”
“Hah, hah······!”
“Lover? Girlfriend?”
“······F-for real?”
The pleasure-drunk haze in her eyes cleared, replaced by pure hope. The second the answer she’d been waiting for left my mouth, her whole attitude flipped. Suddenly she was the usual Seoyeon again.
I met her eyes and smiled.
“······No?”
“Huh? H-hyaaaaaaah!”
I reached out, pinched both of her nipples hard, and yanked.
“That’s way too equal a relationship, don’t you think?”
Still buried inside her, I pulled my hips back until the cock was almost free.
“Just live the rest of your life pinned under me like this. It suits you better.”
Then I slammed forward with everything I had.
—THWACK!
“――――――!”
Living as friends was already impossible. Ordinary lovers? That would have been fine too, but I’d changed my mind.
All you need to do is stay under me for the rest of your life, moaning like a bitch.