Stand-In (1)
"J-Just now…"
"…"
"You came in my mouth, right…?"
Seoyeoni stared blankly at the semen on her hand—more than usual.
She flinched at my question.
"Huh…? Y-Yeah, in my mouth…"
"…"
Seoyeoni fidgeted, glancing at me nervously.
"N-No… It wasn't my idea! Hyeonwoo oppa said instead of kissing…"
He came in her mouth because he wouldn't let her kiss me. Childish. I wasn't sure if that was the right word, but that's how it felt.
Do it if you don't want to? …I'd permitted Seoyeoni, even given her up completely, but that bastard Hyeonwoo didn't want to give up a single thing.
Dick kissing or whatever, I could overlook that. It wasn't much different from a blowjob anyway. But this… I'd never even done it myself.
I'd never thought of doing something like that to my precious Seoyeoni.
"Did you swallow any…?"
"N-No…! He told me to, but I said I didn't want to. Then he said to just hold it in my mouth…"
"Hold it in?"
"Y-Yeah…"
Hold it in? What the hell was that? Trying to dirty her up? That seemed about right. Like, now that she'd been defiled by his cum, no more kissing.
"B-But I brushed my teeth…"
Seoyeoni was trembling. I was still dazed from the shock, but I tried to pull myself together. Seoyeoni looked so pitiful, suffering because of that bastard Hyeonwoo.
Actually, it was more my fault than his. She'd only done it for me.
I stroked her back, trying to calm my pounding heart.
"It's okay. I was just a little surprised…"
"Ah…"
"You did good saying no. If you don't like it, always say no."
When I leaned in to kiss her, she flinched. It hurt my heart.
I kept reassuring her, stroking her gently, and she finally parted her lips, accepting me shyly.
Of course, there was no foul smell or taste. Even if Hyeonwoo had dirtied her, she was still Seoyeoni.
But… couldn't she have refused the cumshot too? I wanted to ask, but I couldn't.
"Anyway, forget that… Thanks. It felt amazing."
"R-Really…?"
"Look. I came so much."
"That's why…"
Seoyeoni looked down at her semen-covered hand in wonder.
Suddenly, I wondered what it'd be like if she ate mine. She'd refused Hyeonwoo, but me…? While I hesitated, she carefully wiped the cum off my dick and stomach.
I bit my lip, swallowing the gross regret. No… I couldn't ask her to do that either.
"I'm glad… I was so worried you'd hate it…"
"…"
"I even sent that weird video yesterday…"
Seoyeoni nestled into my arms, watching my reaction.
"What'd you think of yesterday's?"
"That was Hyeonwoo's idea, right?"
"Yeah… But it was all acting, so don't worry about it. I didn't want to, but I thought he'd like it…"
"The things you said while watching me?"
"Y-Yeah…"
She trailed off, as if remembering what she'd said to me.
"I like doing it with you way more."
"…"
"It's… not about the body. It's something you do with someone you love, right? There's none of that with Hyeonwoo oppa."
Seoyeoni rambled on without me even asking. The reactions and moans from the video flashed in my mind. She must've been thinking of them too—her face flushed as she quickly added,
"O-Of course, I act a bit weird, but it's not because I really like it…"
"…"
"You like it so much, and if you like it, then I like it too."
"I know. I get it all."
"…It's really okay, right?"
What could I say? I just nodded, saying it was fine, that it was good.
"It's not just okay—it was amazing. I was only a little surprised."
"Y-Yeah…"
"If you're okay with it, Seoyeoni, even more intense stuff…"
"More intense…?"
Her eyes went wide.
"Like adding explanations… feelings or thoughts."
"Ah…"
"Watching live right there would be good too…"
My softening dick started to harden again. Seoyeoni hugged me tight, stroking it.
"Got it."
"…"
"I think I finally get what you like."
After that, Seoyeoni seemed to have a change of heart. Like she'd decided to accept everything, she got really proactive. Sending videos with explanations. Talking about Hyeonwoo while stroking my dick. Even suggesting we recreate exactly what she'd done with him.
Of course, I welcomed the change happily. Sure, doubts crept in sometimes—was this okay?—but the dizzying arousal drowned them out.
And today. Our first live watching play.
First for Seoyeoni, second for me.
As we left, she'd kissed me and yelled "Fighting!"
But as Hyeonwoo's place got closer, her face stiffened. She stared blankly out the window, then shivered. Even started biting her nails anxiously.
"Seoyeoni, your hand."
"Ah, y-yeah…"
I massaged her fingers, and she gripped my hand tight, looking up at me.
"O-Oppa, do we have to do this…?"
"Huh?"
"I-I mean… Isn't video enough?"
Her voice trembled as she asked. Even with her new mindset, she clearly didn't want to.
"Hyeonwoo oppa hasn't even texted. Maybe he forgot? I could go alone, film it like last time…"
"You want me to stay home?"
"N-Nooo…! I didn't mean you should watch from home…"
Seoyeoni glanced at me, flustered and at a loss.
I got it—she was scared too. Hell, I was shaking; she must be worse.
I stayed as calm as I could, soothing her.
"Let's just go. We came all this way…"
"…"
"You know I've been waiting for today."
"Y-Yeah…"
She hung her head, fidgeting with her fingers.
"Then promise me just one thing…"
"What?"
"D-Don't be disappointed in me when you see…"
"Disappointed? Why would I be?"
"You might get disappointed in me… when you see me acting like that…"
"…You've seen plenty in the videos."
"N-No, but live is the first time…"
"I'm fine. I'm already excited."
Half-joking, half-serious. She clung to me like I was teasing.
"D-Don't joke…"
"…"
"It's not because I like it. It just… happens! No, not happens… when we do that stuff, it just…"
She shuddered, like something had come to mind. Her eyes, full of anxiety and worry, looked up at me.
"It's never because I like it or get weird! Got it…?"
"Yeah, I know. You're doing it all for me."
"R-Right…! For you… so no misunderstandings, okay…?"
"No misunderstandings."
Even as I answered firmly like a promise, she kept trembling.
I was pretty tense too… but seeing her so worked up actually relaxed me a bit.
"What if you pretend I'm not there?"
"H-How could I…"
She let out a big sigh. I didn't know how to reassure her more, but she just looked so lovable.
My beautiful, adorable Seoyeoni. Worrying how I'd see her even as she matched my filthy tastes.
I knew she felt pleasure from sex with Hyeonwoo. An undeniable fact I'd accepted completely.
Nothing to misunderstand. Her anxiety actually made me feel good. Her body might react, but her heart was mine.
No need for a reassurance kiss—I could feel it.
"Thanks, Seoyeoni."
"Huh? For what…?"
"I promise. No misunderstandings, no disappointment. Just thanks."
She looked up with trembling eyes, then nodded faintly in my arms.
I'd soothed and comforted Seoyeoni, but… truth be told, I wasn't in any position to be calm either.
Standing in front of Hyeonwoo's place, it hit me hard. The moment we stepped inside, I'd be handing Seoyeoni over to him.
Handing over? More like losing her. Either way, from now on, she'd be in his arms.
My heart raced wildly. A kiss… Suddenly, I thought of kissing her before giving her up.
"…Should I ring?"
"Huh…? Y-Yeah! Ring it…"
I'd meant to ask if we should kiss first, but I nodded dumbly.
-ding-dong
A rustle from inside the quiet place.
The door opened, and Hyeonwoo—head and shoulders taller than me—appeared.
"Yawn~ Seoyeoni… Huh? Why're you here, hyung?"
He looked like he'd just woken up. He seemed surprised to see me.
"What…? W-Why do you think…?"
Stunned by the unexpected reaction, Seoyeoni stepped forward.
"I told you we'd come together today. You said it was okay…"
"Oh, right. That was today? Totally forgot."
"…"
We'd come anxious, worried, tense—and Hyeonwoo hadn't given it a thought. He'd even forgotten.
I hadn't expected any particular reaction, but seeing him yawn lazily left me deflated.
"Whatever. Come in. You too, hyung."
"Ah…"
He'd taken Seoyeoni so naturally. As he walked ahead, he grabbed her ass hard.
Seoyeoni flinched in surprise and glanced back at me.
"Subway today? Must've been less boring."
"O-Oppa…"
She fidgeted, trying to grab his hand, but he ignored her. He even kneaded it like he wanted me to see.
Realizing it wouldn't work, she hung her head and pulled her hand away.
"…"
I stood there like an idiot, watching, then followed them inside.
Bad vibes from the start. Thinking back, this was the first time all three of us had been together since he and Seoyeoni started fucking.
Last time was probably that bar… where Hyeonwoo tried to seduce her.
The time she'd told me how much she hated him, asking what kind of guy he was.
"What, no spats today, Seoyeoni? Good call. Why wear that crap anyway."
"O-Oppa…!"
Her skirt flipped up, revealing her panties and pale ass. Hyeonwoo gripped it tight.
Seoyeoni flinched again, looking back at me.
I gave her a wry smile.
I'd thought I'd be okay now… but the nausea lingered.