Is a "No-Fight Fuck" Development Actually Possible?
Such a drinking session, kicking off on that note, was never going to be smooth sailing from the start, of course.
The heavy silence dragged on, broken only by the occasional sip of liquor.
"Unnies, this booze is really good. Right?"
"Yeah, it is. Tastes great. Ha-young, don't overdo it, though."
"Expensive stuff makes a difference. Isn't this the team leader's liquor?"
"Spot on. Snuck it out. If we get caught, I can just say we were drinking together, and it'll be fine."
There was no conversation flowing between Unnie Ye-na and Unnie Hee-soo.
Just exchanges with me.
Even though all three of us were in the same space, it felt like we were split into pairs, drinking in separate worlds.
"Shall we cheers?"
"Let's."
"Yeah, good."
-Clink!
"From now on, let's all get along like old times and go full throttle together. Got it?"
I'd tried to set up a natural moment for some positive responses, but these weren't the unnies to fall for it.
They knocked back their drinks without so much as glancing at each other.
If only Soo-ah were here right now.
Unlike me, she had a real knack for lightening the mood.
"I miss Soo-ah..."
The problem was, Soo-ah—the one we desperately needed here—was out on patrol.
"Unnies, can't we just hash it out? I'm getting kinda tired now."
Clueless at breaking ice like this, I just spilled my honest feelings.
I figured another silence would follow, but Unnie Ye-na spoke up first.
"I've got nothing to hash out. I didn't do anything wrong to begin with."
"I just made the best choice in that situation."
Not to be outdone, Unnie Hee-soo stated her side.
"That was your best choice? Torturing and killing a villain?"
Unnie Hee-soo's remark must've stung, because Unnie Ye-na shot back sharply.
"Unnie, I really don't get it. You did the same thing back in the day..."
"Whoa, let's drink first!"
Unnie Hee-soo seemed about to bring up Unnie Ye-na's past, so I hurriedly topped off the glasses and clinked them.
Thankfully, Unnie Ye-na hadn't caught the full implication.
Had she, this gathering might not have lasted another minute.
"This stuff... feels pretty strong."
"Lemme check. Whoa, 50 proof."
I'd grabbed the most eye-catching bottle, and it packed more punch than expected.
We'd only just noticed how high the alcohol content was.
Meaning the mood so far had been pure agony.
"I'll grab some snacks! Drinking on an empty stomach's no good. Talk while I'm gone."
Not that I expected it to happen, but I tossed out my wishful thinking and headed out for munchies.
Quick phone search for whiskey pairings: snacks like chocolate, vanilla ice cream, cheese, nuts, etc.
Luckily, all stuff we could snag fast here.
How do we get that at the Special Resource Management Corporation?
Simple.
Sneak it from the team leader's fridge again.
"Still in the meeting room, huh."
Confirming the team leader was out, I slipped in quietly and cracked open the fridge.
Sure enough, whiskey-friendly snacks were stocked inside.
"Cheese, chocolate, and... gotta grab some jerky too."
I'd only taken two or three of each from the abundance, figuring no one would notice—
"Ha-young?"
Just as I was easing the fridge door shut soundlessly, the team leader's voice rang out.
"T-Team leader...?!"
So startled, I yanked the snacks behind my back in a panic.
-Thud thud clatter!
Unfortunately, my hands tangled, and everything tumbled to the floor.
"What're you doing here?"
"W-Well..."
"Oh? Not Ha-young—a thief cat, huh."
She eyed the spilled snacks, narrowing her gaze as she approached.
"Sneaking into the team leader's room without permission wasn't enough—you're stealing too."
"T-Team leader! Hear me out first."
"Fine, let's hear it. Go on."
I explained it was to mend things between Unnie Ye-na and Unnie Hee-soo.
She knew their rift well enough that she seemed to buy it, more or less.
"You should've asked first. I'd have said yes for a reason like that."
"R-Right? But I thought I'd get in trouble..."
"Doesn't make stealing okay just 'cause you think you'll get scolded."
-Thwack!
"Ow..."
Of course, she didn't let it slide easy.
But a light knuckle-rap was tolerable.
"Tough luck for you, Ha-young. Looking after your unnies right after waking up."
"Hehe... Yeah, but it's what I should do."
"I see. Then do your best."
"Yes, Team Leader. Heading back now~."
Short chat wrapped, I bounced lightly back to Unnie Ye-na's room.
"Unnies, got the snac—"
"Slurp... Hyaah...♡ Mmmph...♡ H-Hee-soo...♡"
"Sluuuurp...♡ Ye-na Unnie... so cute...♡"
I'd raised both arms to show off the snacks proudly, only to face a scene that defied belief.
Unnie Ye-na and Unnie Hee-soo were glued together, locked in a sloppy, sticky kiss.
"Wha...?"
"Mmmph...♡ K-Kissing... why're you so good at it...?"
"Pfht...♡ Unnie, how many kisses have I even done...♡ Yours suck so bad, Unnie...♡"
"Heyy...♡ I-I'm just not used to it, that's all...♡
This turn of events left me, the onlooker, utterly flustered.
Just minutes ago, they hadn't exchanged a word, an invisible wall between them.
Me stepping out for snacks and chatting with the team leader? About five minutes tops.
Could things escalate like this in that time?
"Unnie...♡ I... wanna keep fucking you forever...♡
"R-Really...?"
"Yesss...♡ So, can I fuck you?"
I rubbed my eyes and looked again at Unnie Hee-soo and Unnie Ye-na.
No change—they kept up the sticky kisses, the air thick with impending friction.
Unnie Hee-soo had already ditched her pants, even.
Wait, had she been wearing any? Her top was long enough to cover halfway down her thighs.
"U-Unnies...? I-I'm back..."
I announced my return in a voice dripping with bewilderment, and finally they glanced my way.
"Wanna join, Ha-young?"
"Huh...?"
Unnie Hee-soo pinned Unnie Ye-na's legs with her knee, flashing a lewd grin.
"Hyaang...♡ H-Hee-soo...♡"
Still dazed, trying to process, I spotted the empty whiskey bottle.
Full when I'd left the room, so they'd chugged it without a word.
High proof hit fast, birthing this chaos.
'Don't fight—just fuck.' Who knew that trope could play out for real.
"H-Hee-soo...♡ I'm sorry...♡ Should've thought of your side... Hyaahh...♡ too...♡"
"Sorry too, Unnie...♡ Didn't even pretend to listen...♡
"Heeheegh♡ Th-There, feels good...♡"
"Leggings are soaked already...♡ How horny are you, Unnie?"
Unnie Ye-na clumsily groped Unnie Hee-soo's tits, while Unnie Hee-soo expertly rubbed her pussy over the leggings.
Only as foreplay for sex kicked in did the apologies flow.
"H-Hee-soo... you're too good...♡
"Can I peel off the leggings, Unnie?"
"Mm...♡"
Unnie Ye-na flopped onto the bed, and Unnie Hee-soo smoothly stripped the leggings.
Panties were on, but drenched useless long ago.
"Haa... pussy juices wafting everywhere—how am I supposed to hold back...♡
"Hee-soo...♡ Hurryyy...♡
"Pfht, got it~. Wonder what Unnie Ye-na's pussy tastes like...♡ Sluurp...♡"
"Heeheeggh♥"
At Unnie Ye-na's whine, Unnie Hee-soo dove between her legs, burying her face in the panties.
Just a tongue-tip graze, and Unnie Ye-na shuddered, leaking lewd moans.
"Wha... huh?"
Watching this, I pieced together the trigger.
Unnie Hee-soo started it, no doubt.
Her drunken habit: getting handsy with the nearest girl.
Even if feelings were sour.
"Hiiiyaaang♥ H-Hee-soo...♡"
Unnie Ye-na probably tried pushing her off in shock, but succumbed to those killer skills.
"Haaang...♡ Unnie Ye-na's pussy juice is insane...♡ Cheating, Unnie...♡"
"D-Don't say that... Hiiiyaaang♥ N-Nooo...♡"
"Blushing Unnie's cute...♡ Even your clenched pussy's so Unnie-like, adorable~♡
They'd invited me briefly, but seemed too wrapped up in their duo time.
Flustered as I was, it was a good outcome—I'd slip out.
"Ha-young...♡
Unnie Hee-soo called to me.
"Y-Yes...?"
Turning creakily, there she was, stumbling over.
"Let's fuck together... all three...♡
"Unnie... do that with Ye-na Unnie..."
"What're you saying...♡ Sex is better with everyone...♡ Ye-na Unnie's cool with it, right?"
"Hmmgh...♡ D-Dunnooo...♡"
"Dunno" she said, but her voice and face screamed yes.
"Ye-na Unnie's fine with it too...♡ Group makeup sex time.♡
"Make-up sex is just you two— Whoaaa!"
I'd planned to bail, but Unnie Hee-soo grabbed my wrist and yanked me in hard.