7. Story
7. Story
Delusion - Masochism.
The name of the trait I was forcibly granted.
It draws me toward mental agony, making that desire swell even larger through delusions.
But if the desire is not relieved, I will break to the point where I can't tell reality apart from delusion.
"Oppa really has no luck, as always."
"Tell me about it."
Eunji makes a lighthearted joke as she prepares to head out.
It's an effort on her part to keep the mood from becoming too heavy.
"Oh, right. We agreed to look at each other with me wearing the Suit yesterday...."
"Let's do it after you get back. For real today."
"...Mm. For real today."
The agreement was concluded.
The person decided upon to be Eunji's partner for the first time was Matthew-ssi.
I haven't brought it up to him yet.
Once Eunji leaves for training, I will contact him directly to ask for the favor.
Telling him that there is something I want to ask of him in order to quell my worsening delusions.
That I will lend him my girlfriend. So... please use her.
"...Oppa."
"Huh?"
"Are you really... okay with this?"
Even in a situation like this, you're worrying about me.
When it wouldn't even be enough for you to lament your own plight of being thrown into another man's arms at the request of the guy who's supposed to be your boyfriend.
"...Of course."
"......."
"Eunji, if you can't bring yourself to do it either, just say so. Don't force yourself... okay?"
"...I love you, Oppa."
The words Eunji left behind as she opened the front door—words of love.
Eunji smiles while looking at me until the door shuts.
Kung.
"......."
Lying in bed from last night until this morning, Eunji and I established a few rules regarding this matter.
First off, what I want is clear. Pain and agony more intense than delusions.
Once the act is over, when she returns to me, she must tell me how it was.
Even if lies and exaggerations get mixed in, it's fine... just say it in a way that implies it was better than with me.
On the flip side, what Eunji requested was much simpler.
No kissing.
Condoms must be used during the act without exception.
No unnecessary touching of the body.
Honestly, the rules Eunji set are things she herself could easily break at any time, rather than me.
It felt more like she set them up to prevent me from asking for things beyond that line.
"Huuu...."
I sigh and pick up my phone.
I type in the number written on the business card I received last time and place the call.
Before the ringtone can even sound a few times, a familiar voice answers.
'This is Matthew Anderson. Speak.'
"...Matthew-ssi. I have something to tell you."
It was a humiliating time.
That meant a thrilling yet disgusting tension never ceased until the moment I hung up the phone.
Rapidly worsening delusions, the conversation and agreement I had with Eunji.
A request I made simply because Matthew-ssi was the person I could trust the most and hope for cooperation from.
Matthew-ssi, who listened to my words silently, answered like this:
'Understood. After discussing it with Eunji-yang, I will cooperate with you.'
In a calm, businesslike tone.
He might seem like a cold-blooded man, but Matthew-ssi possessed quite a bit of symbolism... he was a literal hero, a Hero.
To such a person, I had made an incredibly pathetic and ugly request.
"Haa...."
I picked up my phone again.
Now it was time to make it official.
'I spoke on the phone with Matthew-ssi. He said okay.'
After sending a brief text to Eunji, I lean my head back on the sofa and take a slow, deep breath.
The reply came right away.
'Mm. Got it'
And, immediately one more.
'I love you'
It's past 8 PM.
I am still sitting in the exact same spot on the sofa, nervously bouncing my leg while staring anxiously at the clock.
I haven't had a single delusion.
Thanks to the overwhelming expectation flooding in like it might burst my heart, suppressing the delusions.
"...!"
I heard the elevator doors open outside the front entrance.
As I hurriedly stand up and approach the entrance, footsteps are followed by the door opening.
"Oppa!"
"E-Eunji."
Eunji walks into the house smiling, just like usual, just as she always did before becoming a Hero.
Before even taking off her shoes, she leaps—warak—into my arms.
I smell her warm, soft, freshly cleaned skin.
...She clearly just took a shower before coming back.
"Sorry I'm late. You waited for me, right?"
"No... it's fine. You texted me in advance saying you'd be late."
"It's dark, you should've turned on the living room light."
"...U-Um, Eunji."
"Mm?"
"How... was it?"
Unable to hold back, I ended up asking Eunji first, as she acted as if nothing had happened, returning after finishing a routine day.
Eunji looks at me like that and gives a bright smile.
"It was just so-so!"
"......."
"Ah, right... I shouldn't answer like that, right? Sorry."
My stomach churns a bit.
Because it feels like she's forcing herself to act bright, and because the actual reality feels like it's completely different from those words.
"Where should we talk? In your room, Oppa? Or my room?"
"...Let's do it in your room."
"Mm."
Looking at her on the surface, it isn't very noticeable.
Slightly damp hair? If I really had to point something out, that was it.
But Eunji definitely... came back after being fucked by another man.
"First of all, I'm not used to saying things like this... so I might be a bit awkward."
"It's okay."
"Huaaa... where should I start?"
Eunji and I sit on the bed together.
Tracing back her memories, Eunji begins her story from the point when her workout ended.
"The Branch Manager-nim came to pick me up right when training ended. And he told me what Oppa talked about over the phone."
"......."
"He said he heard that mutual agreement had been reached... and asked how he should help. His tone was stiff, but he was really kind...."
"And then?"
"After we finished talking, we went to a nearby hotel."
Eunji's voice trembled subtly.
It was very slight, but a distinct shift could be felt.
"There... I took a shower first, u-uhmm...."
"Speak comfortably. It's okay even if you mix in lies."
"...Then I'll mix in lies too, so you shouldn't believe everything, okay...?"
"Yeah."
From where to where, how much is real and how much is a lie—the boundary is blurred.
That aspect makes it even more stimulating instead.
"So, um... Matthew-ssi has a massive build, right?"
"Right."
"...His dick was huge too."
"......."
Eunji, glancing at me as I swallow my dry saliva, quietly adds a sentence.
"More than Oppa's, a bit... ah, no, quite... quite a lot more."
"A little more detail."
"Detail...?"
"...Compare it while looking at mine."
I pulled down my pants. Naturally, my dick was already erect.
Eunji's gaze lands on my dick. But in her head, she must be picturing Matthew-ssi's dick.
"It was super... long. About, this much...."
"......."
"When we stood facing each other, the tip of his dick reached all the way to my belly button...."
Eunji's hand comes down toward my dick.
And then she measures the length by extending a little further past my glans.
A difference of about two finger joints. That much extra depth.
"Ha... ha, haa...."
"And on the shaft, veins were bulging out all over the place."
"K-Keep going."
"...When he put it in... inside, it scraped against the walls, you know...? That felt so... good...?"
Eunji telling me that it felt good experiencing something that isn't on me, isn't on my dick.
A sense of defeat so deep that delusions can't even dare intrude fills my mind completely.
"Here, the tip... what was it called again...."
"Th-The glans."
"Ah, the glans.... That was wide and hard too... so when it entered, it felt like it was, like, gouging into me...?"
"...Huu. Huuu."
"...So, when I first saw Matthew-ssi's dick, u-um..."
Eunji, hesitating slightly, leans her head a bit closer.
And she whispers in a voice slightly lower than before.
"I got... a-a little wet."
A sharp sting of agony strikes my heart.
Judging by the slight hesitation and faltering before she spoke... that's probably a lie.
...But what if it's not a lie?
What if Eunji really felt instinctively aroused by the expectation she harbored while looking at a dick bigger, longer, and thicker than mine?
"A-Anyway! After that, Matthew-ssi loosened me up a bit with his hand... because his dick was really big."
"......."
"Fingers... at first he put one in, moving it softly and slowly...."
I visualize Eunji lying on the hotel bed, spreading her legs for Matthew-ssi.
Rather than calling it a delusion, it feels closer to unearthing a terrible memory I've already witnessed.
"...He was super g-good at it... Matthew-ssi. So in just a few minutes I got so... so wet, it even ran down my thighs...."
"Th-Then after that...?"
"After that... he put on a condom, but it didn't fit all the way, so the bottom of the shaft... was leftover."
"......."
"I was embarrassed so we did it from behind...? But when the glans first touched the entrance of my... my pussy...."
"......."
"...Even without looking, I felt that it was really, really different."
Just from the feeling of the glans touching the outer edge of her pussy, her body experienced the difference between me and Matthew-ssi.
It was different enough for her to feel it even in an experience she had for the first time today....
"In that state, as Matthew-ssi slowly lowered his hips... the glans slowly pried open my inside as it pushed in, right?"
"......."
"I feel that when doing it with Oppa too... but Matthew-ssi's dick pushes in... spreading, widening, and filling me up more strongly than that... over and over."
"...Was it different?"
"A lot."
"......."
"Even breathing was overwhelming... so I was barely gasping for air with my mouth wide open, and Matthew-ssi said something."
"What did he say...?"
"That only half... had gone in so far. That I should relax."
Barely half. Just inserting half was overwhelming for Eunji.
When doing it with me? Struggling to breathe or anything like that....
There had been no such thing.
"So... did you cum?"
"...I came."
"How much? How?"
"Like I s-said earlier... the bulging parts on the dick shaft filling up my inside were, like... scraping against the walls, and it felt so... good."
"......."
"So every time it pushed inside, I kept coming over and over... but the dick just kept pushing further inside."
My lover is whispering about the climax she felt for the first time in another man's arms.
...It's mesmerizing.
"Matthew-ssi kept telling me to relax my body... but every time I came, my body clenched up."
"...So?"
"Even so, he pushed it all the way inside, slowly and deliberately... but I still couldn't breathe properly, you know?"
"......."
"But because of that completely... truly full feeling in my lower belly, I came, and... came again, continuously coming...."
"......."
"Just while being impaled... while coming, I even let out really, r-really embarrassing sounds."
"What kind of... what kind of sound?"
I feel like I know even without listening.
The vulgar noises Eunji let out whenever she was getting fucked by another man inside my delusions.
Although I had never heard it myself, the image of Eunji randomly painted by my delusions... was not an entirely wild fantasy after all.
"N-No... I'm embarrassed. I just want to keep t-talking."
"Just once."
"......."
"Right into my ear."
"...My mouth, opened up to gasp for air, pursed... rounded up...."
Eunji approaches right next to my ear once again.
At a distance so close her lips almost touch my ear, Eunji softly leaks out a moan.
A shameful sound she produced for the first time—not because of me... but while being fucked by Matthew-ssi's dick.
"O-Ouk...♡ and just like that, I came... again...."
"Ha, aa... ah, ah...."
Yeah. The sound I heard in my delusions... that filthy moan Eunji had never let me hear before.
That was precisely that sound.