Noona Loves Arm Pillows
After finishing my shower and opening the door, I found Lee Seol noona already recovered and perched on the edge of the bed, waiting for me.
She was wearing nothing but a loose white dress shirt she must have found in the shower room—probably one of the spare outfits stocked in the sexual relief room.
A few buttons left undone left the full, soft valley of her cleavage on precarious display, still marked by the kiss marks I had left not long ago.
At that sight, the lust I thought I had washed away under the shower came surging right back up.
“Sihyuk…”
When I sat down beside her, noona called my name in a low voice.
“Sorry I couldn’t help you with your shower.”
The apology came out of nowhere. I couldn’t help a short laugh.
How was I supposed to get shower service from someone who’d been half-unconscious? I stretched out my arm naturally.
“Just a second.”
At my words her body tensed again. She must have thought I was about to go for another round.
Enjoying that reaction, I eased her down onto the bed and carefully slid my arm under her neck.
A classic arm-pillow position.
“This makes talking easier, doesn’t it?”
There wasn’t any deep meaning to it. The bed was right there, so lying down to talk just seemed more comfortable.
And after having sex twice already, I wanted to feel a little more like lovers while we lay there.
Her body went stiff under my arm.
Startled by the sudden closeness, her eyes darted around, unable to settle.
When our gazes met she flinched and whipped her head away. The flushed tips of her ears gave her feelings away completely.
Having a man offer his arm as a pillow must have felt pretty good.
“Cute.”
I gently cupped her cheek and turned her face back toward me.
Drawn by my hand, noona’s face drifted slowly closer.
Moist eyes, slightly parted lips, a completely unguarded expression—I couldn’t hold back any longer and pressed my mouth to hers.
Smooch.
At first it was only a light brush of lips. A hot breath slipped out between her startled, parted lips.
Excited by that softness, I couldn’t resist slipping my tongue in just a little.
“Mmnh…!”
Her shoulders trembled finely. But she didn’t seem to dislike it; soon she closed her eyes and accepted the kiss.
I don’t know how long it lasted. When I finally pulled away, her face had gone completely soft and undone.
It was adorable how she could still get shy over a light kiss after the rough sex we’d just had. I pulled her a little closer into my arms.
“If it’s uncomfortable, want me to pull my arm out?”
“…No. Keep… doing it.”
She burrowed deeper into my chest and whispered. The arm pillow must have felt really nice.
I held her tighter. She let out a happy little sigh and buried her face against my chest.
Just like that we lay there for nearly an hour, talking about this and that.
“Noona, you’re this pretty—why haven’t you gotten married?”
At my question she laughed softly into my arms.
“Pretty… that’s the first time I’ve ever heard that.”
“Liar. With that face, you’ve never been told that before?”
“Mm. Women only care about being chosen by a man. And to men I was probably just one of the girls who looked decent enough.”
A faint resignation colored her voice.
I was starting to understand just how deep a wound it was for the women of this world to go unchosen by a man.
“Those guys were idiots. Not recognizing a treasure like you.”
I stroked her hair gently as I spoke. Under my hand her body melted even softer, like a cat.
“Sihyuk.”
“Yeah, noona.”
“You… really have a strong sex drive. I was taught most men aren’t like this.”
“Is that so? I thought this was normal.”
I lied with a straight face. She rubbed her cheek against my chest and whispered,
“Other men get tired the second sex is over. Holding someone afterward, talking like this… they can’t even imagine it.”
“I like it, though. Your body is so warm and soft. I want to keep holding you.”
Her body gave a little jolt at my words. Then, almost too quiet to hear, she murmured,
“…I like it too.”
For some reason, from the moment I’d given her my arm as a pillow, she had started acting spoiled with me.
We kept chatting about trivial things after that.
How she had become a teacher right after graduating from the academy, how she still hadn’t found a man to marry, how she hated smoking and drinking—every little story.
I listened to all of it without a word.
Then, as if by unspoken agreement, we drifted off to sleep in each other’s warmth.
I don’t know how long I slept. A bell rang throughout the entire academy.
It was the signal that major classes had ended. I slowly opened my eyes.
The first thing that filled my vision was Lee Seol noona’s face, nestled snugly in my arms, breathing soft and even in sleep.
Her long lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks, and steady breaths slipped from her straight nose.
The usual neat, mature teacher was nowhere to be found—only a cute, completely unguarded face with every wall down.
A smile rose on my lips at the peaceful sight.
But it was time to go. Carefully, I woke her and slipped my arm free, then stood from the bed.
“Noona, class is over. You’ve got to go do closing homeroom.”
“Mmnh…”
At my call she stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes.
“Noona, you need to get dressed.”
I tossed her the neat skirt suit still lying around and left the room while she was still dawdling on the bed.
“I’ll head out first, Teacher.”
Walking into class together with my homeroom teacher would have felt weird, so I went ahead.
“…Yes. Take care, Sihyuk.”
She looked a little disappointed at having to use formal speech. She must have wanted to keep talking casually.
The hallway, emptied by the end of major classes, was quiet and full of sunlight.
I walked slowly, replaying the lingering heat of the intense sex we’d just had.
That was when it happened. A familiar figure rounded the far corner of the corridor.
Seo Yeji.
She looked like she had just finished working out; her whole body glistened with sweat.
The usual energetic Yeji spotted me too.
“Oh, Class Prez?”
She stopped short for a second, looking surprised.
Her outfit… it was almost more wholesome to just be naked.
First, the sweat-soaked white sports bra.
The clear outline of her huge breasts—easily G-cups—showed through the thin fabric.
Even without being erect, her nipples pressed against the wet cloth with a lewd, unignorable presence.
When I dropped my gaze lower, I found a pair of blue bloomers stretched so tight over her body that the cleft of her ass was practically carved into the fabric.
With every step she took, her firm, athletic hips swayed left and right in a mouthwatering rhythm.
Sweat gleaming on her neck and thighs, her chest rising and falling with each heavy breath, and her wet ponytail fluttering in the breeze.
Yeji’s body was health and sexiness incarnate.
“Workout over?”
“Yeah, finished a bit ago.”
Yeji grinned as she answered. That smile had a refreshing openness you didn’t see in most other girls.
The healthy, salty scent of a woman who’d just finished exercising drifted from her body.
Strangely enough, the smell coming off Yeji felt attractive.
It was an instinct-stirring scent that artificial perfume couldn’t come close to matching.
Am I a pervert?
I marveled inwardly—at a body that got turned on by sweat, and at Yeji, whose sweat didn’t even bother me.
If other women were like obedient livestock, Yeji gave off the feel of an untamed wild horse.
I wondered what it would feel like to have sex with a girl like her. While that thought ran through my head, my cock swelled heavy again.
Afraid she might notice the erection, I hurriedly changed the subject.
“So what are you doing in front of the infirmary? Did you get hurt?”
“Ah, I wiped out during track practice a few days ago. The bandage came off, so I was gonna get a new one.”
Yeji pointed at her knee like it was nothing.
I left her with a couple of worried words and headed back to class.
The classroom was already noisy with the female students who had finished their afternoon major classes.
Their gazes all poured onto me at once, but I was getting pretty used to it by now.
While Chaerin and Soobin chatted beside me, Yeji returned, and before long Lee Seol noona was back as well.
“Tomorrow we will learn the pillar-blowjob technique and proceed with the advanced course: deepthroat theory and practice.”
“Also, on Friday we will have an orientation for club activities instead of major classes, so please keep that in mind. That concludes today’s class.”
Once she finished the announcements, noona’s eyes naturally found mine.
I met her gaze and mouthed words only she could see, speaking them silently with my lips.
“Today’s sex… was the best.”
Whether she understood the compliment or was simply happy a man was moving his mouth for her, the tips of her ears flushed faintly.
She gave a small smile and nodded. That look seemed to say, Next time we have sex, I’ll do even better.