Chapter 51
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: The Little Brother's Feelings
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There were so many things in the world deemed pretty.
The beautiful flowers blooming in the fields were like that.
The fresh, vibrant sprouts pushing up were like that too.
And the ripe, flesh-toned fruits they grew into were the same.
Maybe "tempting" suited them even better than "pretty."
The mystery of nature that cultivated them was awe-inspiring, refreshing the hearts of all who beheld it.
"J-Jigu..."
"Yeah, sis."
"Aren't you... staring way too hard? Hnnght."
"Yeah, it's fine. It's ripened so beautifully."
"Th-that's not what I... Hnnghht."
A feeling like beholding the wonders of great nature welled up as I gazed at Sujeong sis's pussy.
Labia prettier than any flower in the world, two fresh buds blooming shyly, and in their midst, a tiny seed that hadn't yet borne fruit—they shook my heart to its core.
How can it look so delicious... no, so tempting... no, so adorably pretty?
Whenever strange feelings stirred toward sis, I'd bite my lip to keep my thoughts from deepening.
But right now, my teeth weren't doing their job, and all that escaped my gaping lips was ragged breath.
Every time that heavy breath touched between her thighs,
Sujeong sis trembled with shivers, shaking or clenching her legs,
but in the end, she didn't bring her knees together, proudly displaying that small parting of her pussy to me.
It's like she's begging me to eat it... no, she trusts me, so she's letting me.
I knew this was all part of the test, too.
But screw that—I was consumed by the urge to part those petals right now.
Grabbing Sujeong sis's thighs, leaning toward the pussy she'd spread herself,
rubbing my lips greedily, stirring every inch inside with my tongue and breath.
Finally, I'd savor the honey flowing from there, sucking it down while looking up at her.
It'll definitely taste amazing. Sis will be embarrassed, but she won't be able to control that little clit in the middle.
The petals already held open by my fingertips, the tender buds nestled carefully within, the juices trickling even deeper inside.
And that tiny seed up top starting to quiver—sis had surely noticed it too.
So I'd already awakened everything.
But mischievously, I rolled my eyes at Sujeong sis and asked anyway.
"Sis, what's that... flowing between your legs down there?"
"Wh-what? Noo, it's not pee... I don't need to go."
"Yeah, I know it's not pee."
"Th-then what?"
"Something else. Like the stuff that comes out when girls get excited?"
"Ex-excited?! No way... why would I be excited right now...? Hnnght?"
Sis was spreading her own pussy so diligently that my hands were free, so I placed them on her hips.
My fingertips brushed her ass cheek just a bit, and I savored the soft skin as I brought my face closer.
The bridge of my nose barely grazed her labia before pulling away.
Sujeong sis blinked nonstop, unable to hide her startled expression.
"J-Jigu?! You're... we said no touching, hnngh."
"Yeah, I haven't touched with my hands yet. Just looking up close."
"How is this... close? It's too close. Your nose just... touched."
"Must be your imagination. Or maybe it just grazed."
"Your hands are... grabbing my ass right now, haaah."
"This is just supporting your hips. You keep floating away, looking unstable."
"You don't need to... worry like that."
"So, what's flowing out from here? Not gonna answer?"
"Ahnngh, that's... well... ughhh."
I brushed off Sujeong sis's complaints and held her body tight so she couldn't escape the question.
By now, she seemed to realize what was flowing from below, but her face flushed beet red, tears welling up as she struggled to say it aloud.
That face was pretty, pitiful, heartbreaking... but "pitiable" fit best.
No matter her expression, it couldn't dispel the intoxicating scent wafting right under my nose.
I'm going crazy—how can even the smell be this... haa. Should I just pounce? Sis or whatever, she's probably not even blood-related...
I didn't know for sure yet, but my heart was ready to accept the truth that we weren't blood-related.
It didn't matter if it was on her side or mine anymore. I just wanted clarity soon, so I could legally devour these petals like azaleas.
Sis wanted it too, surely.
Her body trembling from her toes, skin flushed to her earlobes, the scent and love juices from her lower body proved it.
Sis's pussy was craving the cock throbbing before her eyes.
"Ugh, fuck."
"J-Jigu? Haa, haaa...!"
My cock swelled unbearably, so I reluctantly reached down again.
Every time I touched my cock, Sujeong sis gaped and moaned fervently.
Combined with the sight before me, it felt like I was already thrusting into her pussy even without entering.
If I put it in, it'd smell just like this, right? She'd tremble like now, her body hot, this place quivering... clenching around me.
The thought stimulated my cock even more.
Sight, sound, even smell lined up as fuel for my fantasies—impossible for any male to resist.
If only I could add touch and taste... ngh.
My reason had flown away long ago, and one resolve would put everything in my grasp.
But unfortunately—or fortunately—Sujeong sis still had some reason left,
so I couldn't take that final step, grinding my teeth as I stroked and kneaded my cock.
Squishing softly inside my pants.
Then gripping harder, sliding firmly.
Excited as my cock was, so were my conflicted thoughts. I swallowed my lolling tongue and abruptly stood up.
"Hyaah?! J-Jigu? What the... suddenly?"
"Sis. You said as long as I don't touch, right?"
"Uh, y-yeah?"
"Say it clearly. Did you or didn't you?"
"I-I did... but why? Hnnght?!"
The moment she answered, I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into me.
A bit rougher than our usual hugs, squeezing until our bodies pressed tight.
And one step further.
In that position, I yanked off my pants and underwear just like sis had.
"Jigu? Jigu?! Wait, no way... we can't yet... we don't even know if..."
"Don't worry. I'll keep the promise, for sure."
"Th-then... what's this pressing against me...? Heek?!"
"No hands. Definitely not putting it in. So this much... please let me, I beg you."
"Ahh, but this is basically... hnyaahhh."
Forgiveness is always easier than permission.
Without even getting her consent, I slipped my rock-hard cock between her thighs.
Not thrusting into her pussy, of course.
Just rubbing against the plump skin above it.
What they call... sumata. I rocked my hips.
"Ugh, haa. Sorry, I can't hold back anymore... just up to here."
"Ahh, your thing... down there, it's touching... rubbing meee."
"Yeah, it's mine. Not some other guy—your little brother's."
"Heek?! You know that and... you're insane, you."
"You're the crazy one. Teasing your brother naked, then trying to back out."
"I did this because I trust you, Jigu..."
"That's why I didn't shove it all the way in, right? What, you want it inside after all?"
"N-no! Absolutely not... yoooh."
"Then behave. It'll be quick, ugh!"
She melted into my arms without a hint of resistance, yet kept chattering, so I snapped at her a bit forcefully.
My words came out crude from the heat of the moment.
Paradoxically, that's when Sujeong sis finally accepted it, shyly lowering her head and leaning into me carefully.
Sis wanted this too. I can tell from how soaked she is down here.
I figured bare skin rubbing raw would chafe or sting,
but thanks to someone's thick love juices, my shaft kissed her pussy smoothly without much friction.
Every time the tip tapped her entrance like it might slip in, her whole body jolted.
When it slid back between her thighs, her breath whooshed over my shoulder in relief—or regret.
Shivering from those tremors and soft moans in between,
in less than five minutes, I grabbed her waist, yanked her close, and came.
"Ugh, sis...!"
"Haa, heek?! Ahh, aaa... it's spurting, I feel it on my thighs..."
Aiming away from her pussy to the end, my twitching glans splattered semen across her thighs.
Watching the pure white of her naked body stained with even whiter fluid, I thought how next time, that cum should go into a different hole...
No, no—snap out of it. What fantasy is this? Crazy, Jigu Yang?
Thankfully, post-nut clarity hit just in time.
I caught my breath as reason trickled back, feeling Sujeong sis's eyes clearing in my arms too.
"......"
"......"
"......Shower first?"
"......Yeah. I'll wash up and wait in your room..."
I wanted to hold her like this forever,
but my more mature mouth sent her obediently into the bathroom.
Hearing the door click shut,
I savored the hot air filling the changing room.
Knowing it was made from our sweat, heat, breath, and... well, that stuff—my heart pounded fiercely.
I'm really insane. Totally lost it.
Leaning against the wall, forehead pressed to it, sighing repeatedly,
but the fever in my heated head wouldn't cool easily, just like the steamy air.
The sound of pouring water from beyond the bathroom door tormented my boiling heart that evening.
That night, I tried sleeping between Sujeong sis and Geumbi sis as usual,
but I lacked the guts for sound sleep, tossing and turning until dark circles rimmed my eyes the next day.
And still can't sleep... haa, whatever. Booze might help.
With exhaustion and confusion swirling in my head,
from midday noon, I pulled soju from the fridge, grabbed a bag of snacks, and started day drinking.
Maybe because it had been ages, or my tired body dulled the taste,
the shots went down smooth, one after two, mind fuzzing out~ when footsteps grew louder on the stairs.
"Huh? Bro, booze from morning? What's up?"
"...Hwayeon, didn't you have work?"
"Not today. Haven't memorized the schedule?"
"Then go to school or something."
"Classes are afternoon. What's with you? Something really happen? Your face looks wrecked."
I'd planned to drink in my room to avoid hassle,
but chugging openly drew Hwayeon over with uncharacteristic worry.
"Don't tell me it's 'cause I pried yesterday? Did something actually go down with Geumbi sis?"
"Ahh~ yeah, Geumbi sis stuff too, haaa."
"Geumbi sis 'too'? So something with someone else? Hey, bro?"
Hwayeon's rare concern was nice, but a nuisance right now.
One bottle down already, my vision blurring a bit.
Or maybe 'cause she's shaking my shoulder? Ugh, dizzy.
My churning gut pushed me to spill something.
Recalling yesterday, I asked Hwayeon for her take.
"Yang Hwayeon."
"Yeah?"
"When you grabbed my ass yesterday, how'd it feel?"
"Huh? ...Nothing special?"
"For real?"
"Yeah, normal family stuff. No reason to freak."
"Even the other way around?"
"What... eek?! Kyaa, wh-what are you doing?!"
Women know women's feelings best, right?
Trying to gauge how Sujeong sis felt in my arms indirectly.
Half-asleep, sleep-deprived, drunk—whatever,
my hand slapped right onto Hwayeon's chest.
Smack!
A sharp sound rang out, her head whipping to the side.
I felt the sting on my cheek, wincing as my hand recoiled too. Her breast had surprising volume for an accidental grope.
"Y-you psycho?! Get off, you perv!"
"......Oops. Sorry."
"Sorry? SORRY? You think sorry cuts it? Drunk? Lost your mind?!"
"Ow, ahh. Am I drunk... or crazy? Ugh."
Feeling her slaps on my cheek then back,
my dizzy head thunked onto the table.
Good thing: booze was lulling me to sleep.
Worrying thing: Hwayeon's hands showed no sign of stopping.
But you groped my ass yesterday too, right? So unfair... damn.
Too tired to protest,
I cleared the booze mess vaguely and stumbled to bed for belated sleep.
Hwayeon yelled something at my door till then,
but apologies could wait till I woke.
...Opening my eyes, the sun had nearly set.
Don't know when they got back, but two sisters with icy glares called me out one after another.
Screwed-up sleep schedule maybe.
Whatever the reason, my lower body's twitch—probably morning wood by body clock—startled everyone equally.