Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: The Naughty Scribble Event
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#197
I hadn't exactly failed to anticipate that we'd consummate things tonight.
It's not like a sparrow would pass by a mill.
...I wonder if it's right to put it that way to my beloved girlfriend, but anyway.
Considering our daily routine lately, on this long-awaited first day of living together on our own, it wasn't hard to guess we'd end up doing it.
To that end, I'd secretly stocked up on a ton of condoms without telling Seo-ah.
—I can't pass up an event.
When the heck did she prepare something like that?
The anticipation sparked by the word "event" was no joke.
Thump thump.
I showered in five minutes flat and waited for Seo-ah to finish up, letting my meager imagination run wild with possibilities in the meantime.
Then, sitting on the bed, my excitement didn't die down—instead, scenes from the porn I'd watched that were now gone forever flooded my mind, swelling my anticipation... and my little buddy down there.
Cosplay?
Or maybe... from behind? Tsk, I haven't researched that yet. Just go for it(?).
As I entertained these solo fantasies, the bathroom door opened with a puff of steam, and Seo-ah emerged, her body wrapped in a towel.
"Heh heh..."
"...Jun-woo, what's with that perverted laugh?"
"Dunno. Just feels right seeing you like this. Get over here quick—!"
I patted the bed and beckoned her over, and she approached with a laugh like she couldn't help it. The usual strawberry scent she gave off was gone, replaced by a more mature, tickling rosemary aroma.
"So. What's this event?"
"Heh heh. What do you think it is, Jun-woo? You seem pretty excited."
Before heading in to shower, there'd been no sign of my little buddy in my panties calming down, and now Seo-ah flashed a teasing smile and flicked it with her finger. The mere touch made my body jolt with intense stimulation.
"...No idea."
"Nothing come to mind?"
"If I told you everything I was thinking, you'd faint from shock, Seo-ah."
"......What the heck are you thinking, Jun-woo?"
"Naughty stuff. Super naughty."
Our honest exchange burst into laughter, and then Seo-ah grabbed my hand and tugged it toward the towel wrapped around her body.
Like unwrapping a present from Santa back in the day, I slowly pulled the towel away, revealing...
A sheer black negligee through which her pale skin glowed enticingly.
"Whoa..."
I knew there was an art to teasing concealment.
It made me reflect on my past self, who thought full nudity was always best.
Even though it was covered up.
Seo-ah's breasts bulging prominently against the fabric.
The soft curves of her body and her cute little navel faintly visible through the nightie.
Gulp.
That sight made me imagine what lay beyond, stirring such lust that my little buddy felt like it might burst into tears.
No, was it already? My panties felt damp, so maybe it was.
But still.
—Is this it?
It was plenty satisfying—no, tempting enough to pounce on right then.
I couldn't say it to Seo-ah even on my deathbed, but for something billed as an "event," it felt a tad underwhelming as I moved toward her.
"Jun-woo, here."
"...?"
She seemed pleased with my reaction—eyes glued, mouth agape—as she smiled and placed something in my hand.
What was this familiar texture? I opened my hand to see...
"...Meteor marker?"
Why give me this now?
I stared at her in confusion, and she grinned wide before slinking toward me.
"Jun-woo."
"Y-yeah."
She blew a warm puff of breath into my ear, then whispered softly.
Not her usual cute voice, but something a bit stickier, more sultry.
"I was thinking about what you'd like... and those videos you deleted popped into my head."
"..."
Uh oh. Was this not an R-rated event, but a death flag?
Her sudden words sent a chill down my spine, making me shrink back, but she calmly stroked my little buddy through my panties, slow and gentle, as if to say don't panic.
"A lot of those videos had something in common—they were kinda trashy... no, pretty extreme. Different from how we usually do things... so I thought, maybe Jun-woo has some hidden desires he holds back~ and I prepared this."
Her soft whisper that she'd done it for me was sweet, in a way.
...But didn't it feel like she was saying she'd never let me watch that stuff again and to do it with her instead?
"...So this is the first one?"
"Mhm. Tell me anytime if there's anything else you want. I'll do whatever Jun-woo desires...♡"
Ha.
Like she knows what I want.
When I've got so many ideas(?)
Of course, I'd always figured Seo-ah would indulge whatever I wanted.
But seeing her actually prepare like this made me wonder what to ask for next.
"So, what am I supposed to write with this?"
"Mmm... dunno? Up to you, Jun-woo?"
"I want you to write the things you've always wanted to say to me, or held back... using my body as your canvas. Anywhere, however you want. Lots of it."
"...Ha."
As she spoke, she subtly tugged down her top to expose her chest or lifted it to bare her womb area—the sight was downright lewd, no, lascivious.
"Han Seo-ah."
"Yeah~?"
"Come here. Right now!"
I grabbed her waist to pull her in for some serious canvas work, and she let out a squeal as she tumbled toward me laughing.
Staring intently at her pale neck, collarbone, breasts, and cleavage, I pondered what to write.
—Eh, what to write?
In those videos, they'd write stuff like 正 or "Master's Urinal," "Cum Tank," "Meat Toilet," "Open for Business," "Please Use"—hardcore stuff like that. I didn't want to write that on Seo-ah.
It was hot watching others do it, but if I wrote it and did it myself...
She's my one and only, for my eyes alone—didn't feel right.
Hmm...
I'd thought about trying it once, but now that she was asking, I drew a blank. Finally, I decided to just write my honest feelings as they came to me gazing at her.
Still, it was embarrassing to write in front of her.
"Can you close your eyes while I write?"
"What are you gonna write...?"
She figured it'd be something outrageous and called me a perv, but giggled shyly and shut her eyes anyway.
With her eyes closed, I pressed the marker to her upper chest. The cold tip made her let out a soft "hnng."
With each letter I wrote, her soft, yielding canvas jiggled gently.
It made writing tricky, but the way her skin moved with my motions was always a feast for the eyes.
Struggling but without complaint, I finished on both upper swells.
Then I lifted the negligee slightly and added one below her navel, where her womb would be, and one on her inner thigh. Finally, I let out a relieved sigh.
"Hnn..."
As I leaned in to write on her thigh, my breath must've brushed her there, making her twitch.
"Phew, all done."
"...All done?"
She opened her eyes and looked down at her chest. Her pupils widened in surprise, growing even more as her gaze traveled to her stomach and thighs.
#198
First day living together with Jun-woo.
I'd wanted to do something different from the usual, so the R-rated scribble event came to mind.
But when I researched it, the images were beyond my imagination—trashy... no, insanely hot.
...How do people even come up with that stuff? I was more impressed than disgusted by the sheer expressiveness.
I casually mentioned it to Ji-ah, and she said she'd done it for her boyfriend once. He wrote "Cum Disposal" on her down there, she got mad, and they fought during sex. Needless to say, I got worried.
...Should I not do it?
But I wanted to try something new with Jun-woo that day.
Watching and doing are different, but most of the videos he'd watched before were pretty intense.
...What if he's not satisfied with what we do now?
Of course, right now he can't hold back plenty of times, and I can see from his face during our lovemaking that he's plenty satisfied. But what if he gets too used to it someday?
Should I cut back on how often we do it? But I don't want to...
I wouldn't have minded if I didn't know, but now that I knew the bliss of sex with Jun-woo, I didn't want to go back.
After agonizing alone, I decided today: no matter what he writes on my body, I'll accept it without flinching. That's how I planned the event.
Even though Jun-woo always holds back for my sake, he does have a naughty side, so half-excited, half-worried, I closed my eyes... and opened them.
I couldn't tear my eyes from the small, crooked words now visible.
-Pretty Love you
-Mine
-Best
"..."
"...Is it kinda lame?"
"It's my first time with something like this... didn't know what to write. Just put down what came to mind looking at you."
He must've thought my reaction meant disappointment—his face flushed as he scratched his head sheepishly.
Jun-woo, why do you always exceed my expectations?
Far from the trashy words I'd feared, these pure, innocent ones...
His honest feelings pierced my skin straight to my heart.
Thump thump.
Jun-woo looked ready to be devoured right then.
Suddenly, I recalled the words from the images when I'd searched the event.
Even though what he'd written wasn't trashy at all.
My body was reacting as if it was.
A tidal wave of emotion surged from deep inside.
I didn't know what to call it, but if I had to name it...
"Jun-woo."
"...Yeah?"
"You're seducing me right now, aren't you?"
"Huh?"
"I'm... so freaking horny right now, Jun-woo."
The trashy words I'd dreaded...
came spilling from my own mouth.
Thud—
My hand was already shoving his shoulder to pin him to the bed.