Stop the Cock-Sucking Talk and Just Flash Those Tits

"Enjoy your meal."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Bang—

The heavy thud of the door slamming shut reverberated through the house.

Silence still hung over the place, the only sounds in the entire world coming from the television.

"Scoot over."

"Ah, uh."

"I'll grab the cups. You open this up."

"…Okay."

Areum seemed to have had her soul sucked clean out of her body by my words; nothing but meek little answers came tumbling out whenever I spoke.

She must have been thoroughly startled.

Somehow I felt like I had the upper hand over her, and the feeling wasn't half bad.

"Here. Drink some cola."

"……."

Areum quietly took the cup from me, her fingers trembling.

Watching that, a faint twitch started up in my glans as well, and for some reason the whole situation kept getting me more and more worked up.

"Want to try streaming together? You know, like a brother-sister channel or something."

"U-us? Y-you're full of shit. No way."

"Why not? Both of us look pretty decent, don't we?"

Objectively speaking, Areum's face wasn't bad at all. Her already-proven body only boosted that assessment further, and I figured my own face was serviceable enough too.

If she just said okay, I was genuinely ready to start a channel with her.

"Fuck off, you retard. I'd rather bite my own tongue off than do anything with you."

"Heh… heh heh…."

"…Look at you snickering."

Well, that part wasn't really important. I just found it hilarious how hypersensitive she got the second the word "streaming" came up.

Areum was desperately pretending she didn't know a thing, acting clueless right in front of me.

"Still, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I heard you can make a ton of money. Maybe I should just jump into it myself while I'm at it."

"…That's only a tiny minority. There are truckloads of guys like you, so good luck making bank. Stop spouting nonsense and either help out your dad or go back to studying. How long are you planning to live like this?"

Even when she was sulking, this girl never missed a single opening for a personal attack. The tiniest crack and she would dig right in and try to tear into me.

"How long are you planning to live like this?"

"…What?"

My loaded tone made her visibly tense for a second.

But I just kept going like it was nothing.

"I mean, aren't you going to get a real job again?"

"Ha… Whether other people get jobs or sit around freeloading is none of your business. Mind your own damn life. Unlike some people, I've got plenty of savings, so I'm fine. A freeloader still living off allowance has a tongue that's way too long."

The words "Isn't being a NEET like me better than making money with cam shows?" rose all the way up to the tip of my throat again.

"Heh… heh heh… Ha, this is driving me crazy."

"What ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠are you snickering about? Just shut up and eat the damn chicken."

Crunch— Areum tore into a piece of chicken. The sound of crispy batter filled the living room while I sat still and stared at her face.

"What are you ogling? I swear to god."

"…You're really weird today."

"You're the weird one. Did you take the wrong meds or something?"

"Hey."

"…What."

The urge to fix this rude bitch's attitude surged up inside me like crazy. I'd originally planned to drop a gentle hint so she wouldn't be too embarrassed, but these last few minutes had completely changed my mind.

My head was now full of nothing but the desire to wreck this fucking girl.

"You know Sextagram?"

"…Wh-what-stagram?"

"Sex. Ta. Gram."

"What… is that."

Her eyelashes fluttered. Her pupils shook violently. The hand gripping the wooden chopsticks started trembling like a leaf in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the wind.

"I've been watching something on there."

"Y-you watch that kind of shit? You fucking retard. Just go get a girlfriend already."

"I haven't even explained what kind of site it is yet, but you already knew, huh?"

"B-bullshit. You said Sextagram. So it's probably sexy or se-sex or whatever."

"Oh…."

She was dodging pretty well, but the moment another name for Areum slipped out of my mouth, her face instantly froze solid and she completely lost control of her expression.

"There's this girl called White Rabbit."

"……."

"Her tits are fucking massive. And she's pretty cute-looking too."

"So what…."

"Just saying. I was thinking of sliding into her DMs or something, but I don't know what to say. Got any good openers for me?"

"You retard, why the hell are you looking for girls on a place like that."

"I'm serious, she's gorgeous. You'd be shocked if you saw her."

"F-forget it. Stop talking about that shit. Fuck, this is disgusting."

Areum half-threw her chopsticks down and stood up.

"Hey, where are you going?! You started this!"

"Shut up. Looking at a face like yours makes me want to fucking puke."

She stomped across the floor with heavy thuds and vanished into her room in an instant. Then—bang—she slammed the door shut with pure irritation, followed by the click of the lock turning.

I had never once in my life seen that girl lock a door. Even living alone with me, she never locked the bathroom door once. And yet today I finally got to witness it.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp… Ahhh… That hits the spot."

Beer on an empty stomach right after waking up tasted especially good today.

(Park Areum)

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…."

A chill ran down my spine. My throat went bone-dry from the tension.

With trembling hands I picked up my phone and tapped the Sextagram icon I'd hidden in the corner.

Below that, a long stream of photos filled the screen. Most of them were plastered with my own breasts; plenty showed me with my top completely off, bare skin on full display.

Tremble, tremble, tremble—

My whole body started shaking, upper and lower teeth clacking together in a disgusting noise.

"What do I do, what do I do…."

It was hard to be completely sure that Shin Down had figured something out. Or rather… had he?

Honestly, I had no idea. And the fact that I couldn't just casually ask him outright was rotting my insides more and more by the second.

I went into the account settings and moved my finger toward the delete button. When the confirmation popup appeared, my body flinched.

If this account suddenly vanished, it would be the same as admitting I was White Rabbit. I realized just how badly my judgment had been clouded by panic.

"Fucking… shit…."

I ground my teeth. It felt like my most private secret had been completely exposed. And of all people, to Shin Down….

My head was a mess. How the hell had he even found out?

Then today's stream suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Fuck… How could he know it was me just from my voice…."

Begging him to pretend he didn't know was completely impossible for me. And if the worst came to worst, I might still be able to keep playing dumb.

Thinking about how he'd claimed he'd never jerked off, or the way he'd deliberately brought up sex just to embarrass me… that bastard ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠would absolutely strip me naked and compare my tits if he had to.

So for now, the best move was to act completely clueless and pretend nothing was wrong. Streaming had only ever been a hobby I did whenever I felt like it anyway. Even if the schedule stretched out longer, nobody—especially not Shin Down—would make a big deal out of it.

"Haa… Fuck. I can't even just ask him."

Frustration and delayed humiliation crashed over me at once. I flailed my arms and legs in the air, thrashing around on the bed like a maniac—when suddenly a series of soft clicks came from the door, and it swung wide open.

"Wh-what the fuck?!"

"Hey, why do you keep cussing at Oppa like that, huh?"

"…Haa, get the hell out right now. Or I'm calling the cops for breaking and entering."

"Heh… heh heh! What the hell is this 'breaking and entering'?"

"Don't fuck with me. I clearly locked the door and you just opened it however you wanted. I told you—get out right now."

I tried hard not to show how worked up I was in front of Shin Down. But the second I met that creepy expression of his, my self-control kept slipping away.

"Call the cops? Go ahead. Then I'll just spread your face all over the neighborhood."

"…What the fuck are you suddenly talking about."

"Khut, still playing dumb till the end. So I can go ahead and spread it then?"

"No, you fucking bastard! Wh-what the hell are you saying?!"

That look on Shin Down's face like he already knew everything was pure shit. Watching him snicker while staring at my face made my stomach turn so hard I thought I might actually throw up.

"Hey, White Rabbit. Stop the cock-sucking talk and just flash those tits coolly. Let me suck on them just once."

My head was spinning. Words too hard for me to process mixed and mashed together, then recombined into something new.

"B-bullshit! Get out!"

"I said I'll spread everything. I'll tell everyone you're White Rabbit. That your udders are fucking huge, your nipples are crazy pink, and you've got a mole under your left breast. And I'll collect every single one of your live streams and dump them all out there. Together with your face."

"Ha… haha, I-I told you to stop. Who the fuck is White Rabbit, shiiit…."

My head throbbed. It felt like every drop of blood in my body had rushed to my brain; my mind was already overloaded.

"Just do what I say and bare those tits already? It's not like I'm asking you to give me anything. I just want to suck on them once. If you don't like it, then I'll just spread it all. I'm leaving then? I said I'll go dump everything, fuck."

Shin Down waved his phone at me in threat. The shock hit me so hard my mouth slowly fell open, a long string of drool stretching down from inside.

"Ah… Sh-Shin Down. Can we talk for a second, okay?"

"Heh, don't fuck with me."

Then Shin Down came toward me. His body climbed up onto the bed. And finally he lifted my top, exposing my chest.

"Hold this in your mouth."

The hem of my shirt was shoved between my lips. With a hollow expression I had no choice but to bite down on it.

Shin Down's arms went around behind me, searching for something.

"Ah, fuck. Where's the hook on this thing. Why isn't it there."

"Hnn……."

His hand brushed across my back. A disgusting chill crawled down my spine.

"Ah… it's in the front. You should've just told me earlier."

Click—

In the end the bra came free from my chest. With the tight cups gone, a cool breeze brushed over my bare breasts. But far from feeling good, it just felt completely fucking awful.

"Khuh… You fucking bitch. Lie down."

Thump—

My shoulders were shoved backward and my body toppled over.

Thud—