Is it ticklish?

"Uh, well... did you really have to climb on top..."

I was so flustered that I couldn't speak properly.

I mumbled, indirectly asking if there was another way, but—

Kang Ji-eun, with her face buried deep in the pillow and her body slightly tense, didn't say anything else.

That ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠silence felt like stubbornness, as if she wouldn't move until I climbed on top.

'...Right. Maybe this position is just comfortable for her.'

Why, doesn't everyone have moments where they just don't want to do anything after lying down?

I thought that maybe climbing on top of Kang Ji-eun might actually be a more comfortable position for her, since she wouldn't have to move.

I tried to convince myself of that and took a deep breath.

"...Alright."

After answering Kang Ji-eun, who was just quietly breathing without any other reaction—

I went around to the back of the bed.

If I tried to climb on top of her directly from the side of the bed where I was, there was too high a chance I'd trip and hurt us both.

So, I planned to climb on from the back of the bed, starting from near Kang Ji-eun's feet and crawling up onto her back.

I came around to the back of Kang Ji-eun and slowly climbed onto the bed.

With Kang Ji-eun's feet between my legs.

I placed my hands on the mattress and lowered my body, almost crawling.

It wasn't that I didn't trust my sense of balance, but... there was always a "just in case."

As I climbed up slowly, I soon reached the area around Kang Ji-eun's waist.

"U-uh, I'm... I'm gonna sit, okay?"

After warning her so she wouldn't be startled.

To minimize the burden on Kang Ji-eun, I didn't sit fully.

I knelt on both sides of her to support my body.

For a moment, the mattress wobbled, and our bodies swayed.

After the swaying stopped.

"...Starting."

"..."

I whispered as if to say I was beginning the massage, but still, no response came from Kang Ji-eun other than the sound of her breathing.

Taking her silence as consent, I first looked at her ears.

Between her long black hair, Kang Ji-eun's ears were exposed, flushed bright red.

It was summer, but it couldn't be because of the heat, thanks to the air conditioner running in the room.

It seemed she was embarrassed by this situation herself.

I reached out my hand toward those ears, which revealed her feelings so clearly.

The moment my fingertips first touched her ear—

Kang Ji-eun's body flinched for a second.

"..."

I stopped my hand for a moment in that state and waited for a reaction.

But since there was no movement after that flinch, I moved my hand.

I gently covered her ear, which my fingertips had only lightly touched, with my whole palm.

Her ear, which was flushed to the point of feeling hot rather than just warm, was transmitted through my entire palm.

I could clearly feel her soft, delicate skin, and the pulse beating faintly beneath it.

Then, I felt Kang Ji-eun flinch once more through my hand.

'...She'd tell me if she hated it.'

But this time, I didn't stop and slowly moved my hand.

I gently grasped the edge of her earlobe with my fingers and started kneading it.

The sensation of the soft, somewhat elastic skin sliding between my fingers and then bouncing back was addictive.

Twitch.

Her body kept trembling slightly.

But still, there was no signal to stop.

Thanks to that, I was able to move my hands a bit more boldly.

I pressed and rubbed behind her ear with my thumb, and tried blocking her ear canal slightly with my index finger before letting go.

In truth, I didn't know any proper ear massage techniques, so I was just moving my hands however I could.

Even so, it didn't seem bad, as no signal of rejection came from Kang Ji-eun.

Instead, with her face buried deeper into the pillow, her breathing was only getting rougher.

"...Ugh."

A small, suppressed moan leaked out from inside the pillow.

Every time I heard that sound, my heart raced strangely too.

I must have been touching only her ears for about 5 minutes like that.

Before I knew it, I was addicted to touching her ears and couldn't stop my hands.

'Time to...'

Waking myself up, I slowly took my hand off her ear.

She asked for a full-body massage, so I couldn't just keep touching her ears.

I moved my hand a little lower, toward the back of Kang Ji-eun's neck.

The snow-white neck visible through her hair.

Since I hadn't done much massaging in the first place, I used my thumbs to press and knead the center of her neck as carefully as I could with my clumsy touch.

Then, I could feel the tightly knotted muscles slowly loosening.

"...Huu..."

This time, instead of rough breathing, a sigh of relief leaked out from inside the pillow.

She flinched her body occasionally, but it was much less than when I was touching her ears.

I felt a sense of satisfaction at seeing her look comfortable.

I moved my hands past the back of her neck and shoulders, then to her left arm.

Then, Kang Ji-eun lowered the arm she had been using to hold the pillow, making it easier for me to massage.

I massaged her arm, moving down little by little from the shoulder.

The forearm, the elbow, and then the wrist.

I had memories of massaging my own arms whenever muscle pain struck from working out, so I could massage her with a somewhat familiar touch.

Past the arm, I reached her hand.

Like Kang Seo-ah, Kang Ji-eun's hands felt cold, as if she had cold hands and feet syndrome.

Because of that, the incident with Kang Seo-ah almost came to mind, but I was able to avoid the crisis by focusing back on the massage.

I started massaging her hand, pressing on the slightly protruding parts of her palm.

I focused on helping her blood circulate well by gently rubbing between her fingers and stroking the back of her hand with my thumb.

I could feel her cold hands gradually warming up.

But little by little, Kang Ji-eun's hand started to twitch.

Feeling like she wanted to move, I waited for a moment, wondering if she was going to get a drink of water or something.

"...Noona?"

Suddenly, she grabbed my hand.

I asked if she was uncomfortable anywhere, but Kang Ji-eun squeezed the hand she had grabbed, then let go and said nothing.

'What is it...?'

I was a bit puzzled by the inexplicable behavior, but since it didn't seem like she was telling me to stop, I continued.

I moved my hands again and massaged her other arm and hand the same way.

After that, it was time to massage her back.

I didn't have a good way to massage her back, so I thought it would be fine to tap it lightly as I went down, so I started tapping gently with a strength that wouldn't hurt.

Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk—

I lightly tapped her back with my palms, moving slowly from her shoulders down along her spine.

I could feel Kang Ji-eun's body, which had been slightly tense at first, gradually loosening up softly.

"...Mm..."

A small sigh leaked out from inside the pillow.

I could see her back slowly sinking deep into the bed.

'Now the legs are left.'

Since she asked for a full-body massage and the upper body was mostly done, it was time to move to the lower body.

"Noona, I'm moving to your legs now."

After saying that quietly to Kang Ji-eun, who was comfortably lying face down and enjoying the massage, I slowly pulled my body back.

With Kang Ji-eun's legs between my knees, I moved backward toward her feet.

I decided to start with her feet first.

I reached out, wrapped my hands around Kang Ji-eun's sole, and pressed the center with my thumb—

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"...Ah...!"

‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠

A shrill scream burst out from inside the pillow.

Kang Ji-eun's foot flinched violently for a moment, and her toes curled.

'Is it ticklish?'

I tried to stop my hand for a moment at that thought.

But... the somewhat cute scream I heard when I accidentally brushed Kang Ji-eun's ear during the last massage.

Because of that scream, which I couldn't easily hear from Kang Ji-eun, a bit of mischief stirred in me.

So, instead of stopping, I kept going, pressing and kneading the center of her sole with my thumb.

"H-ugh...!"

Once again, a suppressed, shrill sound leaked out from inside the pillow.

And yet, she didn't shake off my touch, and she didn't lift her head buried in the pillow—

I kept massaging, pressing here and there on her sole with my thumb as if to excavate the points that made her scream.

"...Don't...♡!"

Kang Ji-eun's body trembled as if convulsing on the pillow.

Sometimes I heard sounds that seemed like she was shouting something, but since she was shouting into the pillow, it didn't look like a rejection, so I kept stimulating her soles.

After playing with her feet like that for a long time, I finally let go.

'Now, time to move to the legs.'

Tickling.

It felt like I had played with Kang Ji-eun for the first time in a very long time, a game we used to play when we were kids.

Feeling strangely proud, as if I had become closer to Kang Ji-eun, I raised my gaze a little higher and headed toward her thighs—

"...?"

Between her spread legs.

The pajamas over the area where Kang Ji-eun's crotch was located were stained...

No, they were wet with an unknown liquid.

At that moment, the situation with Kang Yu-na previously overlapped intensely in my mind.

Back then, too, that damp mark clearly spreading on Kang Yu-na's pajamas.

And now, I never expected to see such a sight from Kang Ji-eun.

'...Why... on earth...?'

All I had done until now was a massage.

Especially the foot massage I had been focusing on just a moment ago.

—...Ah...!

—H-ugh...!

—...Don't...♡!

'...Ah.'

Immediately after, the screams Kang Ji-eun had been letting out into the pillow came to mind one after another.

Only now did I realize that the reason Kang Ji-eun kept letting out shrill screams with her face buried in the pillow wasn't simply because she was ticklish.

For Kang Ji-eun, her feet.

Were erogenous zones.

"..."

Why on earth didn't she refuse?

Why did she ask for a massage even though she knew—

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in a short time.

However.

I tried to keep my gaze down as much as possible and kept moving my hands.

If I let on that I had noticed this, both Kang Ji-eun and I would end up in a very awkward situation.

I thought it would be better to pretend I didn't see it and continue the massage nonchalantly.

So, I massaged her calves as lightly as possible, almost as if stroking them.

Just in case her calves were... sensitive too.

I tried to loosen her muscles by stroking them lightly with my fingers, but I could feel Kang Ji-eun's legs trembling slightly.

'...Don't stimulate her.'

I repeated to myself, putting even less strength into it, and moved as if stroking softly.

But, no matter how hard I tried to avert my gaze.

At the edge of my vision, that wet mark clearly spreading on the inner thigh of Kang Ji-eun's pajamas kept coming into view.

And.

Somehow, Kang Ji-eun's unique, rich, and sweet scent seemed to be leaking out, brushing against the tip of my nose.

As that smell and the visual stimulation combined, unlike my reason, I could feel my cock, purely following instinct, slowly swelling up inside my pants.

'...Please, hold it in.'

I gritted my teeth inwardly.

But the inside of my pants was already becoming increasingly tight.

After massaging ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her calves for what felt like an eternity.

I carefully stopped my hands.

"Uh... Noona, I'm done. Is there anywhere else that still hurts?"

Fortunately, my voice came out without trembling too much.

Just when I was hoping she wouldn't look back this way.

"...Th-thighs too..."

Kang Ji-eun muttered quietly.

For some reason, her voice, which hadn't come out because it was pressed into the pillow, came through clearly into the air. When I turned my gaze to her face—

Already with her gaze fixed on my lower body.

Kang Ji-eun's face, demanding that I give her more of a massage, came into my view.