I'll Eat Well ♡
"I'll eat well ♡—Sorry, it's all my fault. But... can't we just stay friends...? I... I can't do anything without you... Waaah...."
Eunha's voice flowed out through the smartphone speaker.
Beneath that heartbreaking sob, I caught a strange noise.
Squelch.Squelch.
Not the rustling of bedsheets... but a rhythmic, sticky sound saturated with moisture—that slick, frictional slop.
A sound no adult man could possibly mistake, utterly obscene and blatant.
'No way...'
On the screen, Eunha's face was flushed red, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Her face, staring at me and heaving those rough breaths.
Her lower body, out of frame.
I could instinctively sense that her hand was busy moving down there.
It was real.
The Eunha who'd always been ice-cold and expressionless.
The Eunha who'd pushed me away in the park just hours ago, saying I felt like family.
Right now, she was masturbating while looking at me.
"Hehe...."
In that moment, a languid laugh tickled my ear.
I turned to see the 'future Eunha' lying right up against me, gazing up with a sultry, devastating smile playing on her lips.
"I told you, didn't I? She's masturbating."
Her whisper was just loud enough for me to hear.
And then.
Slrrp, squelch.
From the shaft she gripped, a slick friction sound echoed—much like her masturbation noises.
My sight fixed on the current Eunha on the screen.
My touch bound to the future Eunha beside me.
Honestly, I'd never even imagined a situation like this.
That's why.
"Ngh...! Haa...."
The pent-up breaths burst out.
Extreme arousal made the veins in my lower body swell like they might burst.
Each time her soft, cool fingers slid up and down, unbearable heat poured from the taut tip of my shaft.
Drool.
The excitement had already hit its limit, beyond control.
Clear, sticky Cowper's fluid oozed from the slit, soaking her fingers.
Splurt.
As friction between her fingers and shaft intensified, the fluid bunched up, even forming tiny bubbles.
Her eyes darkened watching it.
"You're feeling it so much, baby. Leaking all this precum? Well, what guy wouldn't get turned on in this situation? Hehe... So cute. Really."
She whispered softly, changing her motion.
Stopping the full strokes along the shaft, she focused her thumb on the most swollen, sensitive glans—circling it relentlessly.
And yet, I still spoke to the 'Eunha' masturbating and crying while watching me.
"I'll give it a shot. I've... always liked you since way back. Haa...."
Each graze of her fingertip over my urethra made my body shudder.
My vision flashed white.
Was I talking to the current Eunha? Or the future one...?
I couldn't even tell whose name I'd just called.
-Haaang! Ah! Aah... Ngh... Do, Dojin...!
On the screen, Eunha threw her head back, choking on gasps.
Her whole body quivered, eyes rolling up.
She'd definitely climaxed. Masturbating to me... she'd cum.
And I was getting a handjob from 'Eunha'.
Facing that reality head-on, my own ejaculation surged rapidly.
"Grk...!"
I couldn't hold back the explosive buildup.
In her hand, my throbbing cock spewed hot, thick semen like mad.
Splurt! Spluuurt!
A massive load of white fluid squirted between her pale fingers.
At the same moment, the Eunha on screen cut the call with a gasp.
The smartphone screen went black.
In the silent room, only my beastly pants filled the air.
"Haa... Haa... Ngh...."
Strength drained from my body.
I could only sweat coldly and heave.
"Whoa... You came so much, baby? If you'd done that inside 'Eunha', she might've gotten pregnant?"
"...."
"No, she definitely would've."
Which 'Eunha' did she mean? Maybe both....
Post-orgasm fatigue and languor weighed me down.
I turned to look beside me.
"Even you think that's a lot, right?"
Eunha stared down at her hand.
From fingers to palm, my white, sticky semen coated it thickly, glistening.
She met my eyes. And then.
Lick.
Her tongue slithered out long like a snake, lapping up my cum from each knuckle.
Smack, slurp.
Obscene sucking sounds as she took her fingers into her mouth.
Like savoring sweet honey, half-lidded eyes relishing my seed....
"Haa... So delicious, as expected. My husband's."
After licking the white stains from her lips clean, she shot me a gaze.
Those pitch-black eyes burned with far greater, blatant hunger than before.
"Now, time to eat properly. Baby. Gotta clean you up, right?"
"W-Wait a sec!"
She buried her face between my legs.
Without warning, her hot, wet lips parted toward my still-warm shaft.
Slurp, schlop.
Post-climax, hypersensitive glans met scorching tongue.
"Ngh...! Stop, Eunha. I just came...!"
Honestly, it was more pain than pleasure.
I squirmed, but she pinned my thighs firm, rolling her tongue even more brazenly up the glans base.
Sluuurp—
Each scrape of her tongue's rough texture over tender mucosa refilled my drained prostate with mad heat.
Less than five minutes in, ejaculation was building again.
"I-I'm gonna cum...! Gonna cum again...! Eunha, Eunha...!"
I whimpered, shaky hands pushing her shoulders.
Despite my warning, her expression held no mercy as she looked up, cock in mouth—eyes curving seductively in a sly smile.
And then.
Haaah—
She slammed her head down, swallowing to the root in one go.
Deep in her throat.
The glans pressing against hot, soft flesh.
A vacuum squeeze I'd never felt—clenching my entire shaft.
"Guhk...."
My body shuddered uncontrollably.
Despite the massive load earlier, an equal—or greater—ejaculation rushed up.
Toward her throat's depths, hot semen poured—not fresh-made, but life-draining stuff.
Spluuuurt! Splurt!
Though it must've choked her, Eunha hugged my thighs tight, taking every drop.
Gulp, gulp.
Her slender throat bobbed, swallowing it all—clear as day.
After squeezing the last drop, she slowly pulled back.
A sticky silver thread of saliva and semen stretched between her lips and my shaft—then snapped.
"Pha...."
She exhaled roughly, looking straight up. And then.
"Ahh—."
She opened wide, brazenly showing her red tongue and the pooled white remnants in her mouth.
"Haa... Haa...."
My semen... in Eunha's mouth. And she swallowed.
I couldn't help reaching out to touch her....
"...♡"
Eunha covered my hand with hers, meeting my eyes as she spoke.
"Hehe... Someday. Someday, 'me' and I will do this together, right? That'd be fun♡"
The emotion that hit me instantly was fear. And doubt too....
That future me. Living as Eunha's husband....
Maybe I died from double suicide.
The thought crossed my mind.
"Baby."
I averted my eyes, mumbling.
"Yes...."
"Why the sudden formal speech?"
"Oh. No... I mean, why?"
"Starting tomorrow, I'll help you seduce 'me'. Got it?"
"Why...?"
"Because I want to do it together. I want to watch 'me'—who doesn't know this cock's taste yet—start craving it more and more...♡"
It terrified me. Truly.
Chills ran through me—I couldn't stop shivering.