#54. Teasing
#54. Teasing
How much time had passed since my passionate lovemaking with Oppa ended...
I turned my head, and there he was, sleeping with the most peaceful expression in the world.
...This guy.
Lee Min-ho-ssi, the man who took my virginity and became my boyfriend, was a total sleaze.
Taking advantage of the moment when I was lost in his massive cock...
Oppa unleashed lovey-dovey sex on me.
Just like a typical cuddly couple, he bombarded me with cringey sweet nothings.
Words that would have made me shiver if I were in my right mind... Ugh...
But the instant Oppa's dick entered my body.
There was no way I could disobey his words.
If he told me to bark, I barked.
If Oppa shook his hips, I shook mine.
I faithfully repeated "I love you" just as he commanded.
Even when I wanted to scream for him to fuck me harder, I just desperately called out Oppa's name.
Even in that moment when I felt like I was about to squirt everywhere, all I could say was that I loved him.
Of course, I do love Oppa...
But I hated him...
No. We were so worked up, why wouldn't he let me say dirty things?
I'd honed my filthy talk skills binge-reading [I Imprisoned Her.] and I wanted to show them off...
Don't guys get more turned on by that side anyway?
Lee Jin-seong deliberately picked only the crudest words.
Pussy instead of vagina. Cock instead of dick.
What an amazing ring they have.
And Oppa's lines didn't sit right with me either.
The "fuck off, bitch" he said before we dated turned me on way more...
Is he holding back the dirty talk because he sees me as his girlfriend now?
Oblivious to my inner turmoil, Oppa just slept soundly.
Hateful... So hateful...
I got up from the bed to shower again, leaning down to plant a smooch on Oppa's dick. Mwah.
"I'll make it even more fun tomorrow."
I stroked his still-cutely-sized member like I was petting an adorable pet.
...No way tomorrow's gonna be like today. Min-ho Oppa.
While showering, I came up with a brilliant idea for my beloved Oppa.
An unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling.
What... Last night...
Yeah, I totally wrecked Na-eun...
I sat up and naturally looked to the side.
Where's Na-eun...?
I grabbed some clothes and tried to leave the bedroom... Huh?
My T-shirt was there, but no underwear or pants in sight.
What the hell? Where'd they go?
I rummaged through the blankets, even checked under the bed, but nothing.
...Did Na-eun put them away?
For now, just in my T-shirt, I poked my head out of the bedroom.
And what caught my eye was...
"You're awake?"
Hmm... Am I still half-asleep?
"Someone calls you and you don't answer? Making me feel awkward."
Still not awake?
As I kept rubbing my eyes, Na-eun approached me with a worried look.
"Something in your eyes?"
"Nah, it's not that."
I moved my hand straight to her lower half.
Way too soft for clothes.
"...Why aren't you wearing anything?"
"The first thing you do when you wake up is grope your girlfriend's pussy?"
Na-eun shot me a look of contempt.
"And what do you mean not wearing anything? Look. I am wearing something."
A comfy-looking black camisole.
But below that, all I could see was...
Just skin...?
Stockings maybe...? No? She's totally naked down there.
"Not the top. Why's your bottom bare?"
"No, I told you I am wearing something."
"Quit bullshitting. Where are my pants?"
Fine, she's at her own place and wants to go bottomless, whatever.
But where the fuck are my clothes?
"I'm wearing them."
"What...?"
"Oppa, you okay? You sick?"
Na-eun gently placed her hand on my forehead over mine.
"...No fever, at least?"
"No, Han Na-eun, cut the crap."
Na-eun spun around without even hearing me out.
Fuck. What the hell is she wearing?
Her perky ass jiggled with every step. Jiggle jiggle.
"Oppa, I made breakfast like you asked. Come eat."
"Hey, my pants?"
"No, I'm telling you I'm wearing them—why do you keep asking?"
A delicious smell tickling my nose.
Na-eun's proven cooking skills.
She'd really made me breakfast.
A sweet morning after a night with my girlfriend, her cooking for me...
It was a scene I'd dreamed of forever...
Ah. Fuck. Where are my pants?
I didn't wanna eat with her pussy on full display and my balls swinging free.
"Na-eun-ah. Th-thanks so much for breakfast, but please just put on some clothes before we eat, okay...?"
"Hah. Keep teasing and I'll get mad for real. What the hell do you want?"
At this point, I started doubting if I was the crazy one, grabbing my bare cock with nothing covering it.
Look at this! If I had pants, it wouldn't feel this exposed when I grab it! Right?
The moment I was sure she was messing with me and about to protest—
Click.
"Pfft."
Na-eun, phone in hand, grinned at me.
"What're you doing, Oppa."
"Hey. Delete it."
I meant it.
Even if she's my girlfriend, pranks have limits.
If that pic accidentally leaked to anyone, I swear I couldn't face society anymore.
"You look great, Oppa!"
She stretched her hand out, screen facing me.
And on her phone screen...
There I was, dead serious expression, gripping my half-hard dick, no mosaic or anything.
"Hey. Gimme that."
I lunged for her phone, but Na-eun bolted like no way in hell.
Nowhere to run, and she tototot dashed to the bed anyway.
Gotta delete the pic and get my pants back—I followed her into the bedroom.
"Hand it over nicely."
"Why? I'm just gonna save my boyfriend's pic."
"Cut the joke."
"You can take pics of me too, Oppa!"
She dove onto the bed and spread her legs into an M-shape.
Her hairless pale ass cheeks forming a perfect little ass crack.
Th-this... I can take pics of this?
For real. Honestly.
It was way too tempting.
My dick was already protesting, like "Why aren't you taking pics?"
But I couldn't just let her keep my embarrassing shot.
"No way. Just give it."
"Try if you can."
Her trick wasn't working, so she curled up tight.
Phone stuffed deep inside, of course.
Haa...
What to do with her—I decided to overpower her physically and gave her a warning first.
"Hey, Han Na-eun. You started this?"
"Ebebabebep."
...Fucking infuriating.
I reached for the phone from her curled-up form, but my position...
Over her bear-hibernating pose, my body pressed down, and I felt blood rushing south.
My glans kept bumping her soft ass.
Ah. Damn. Gotta finish quick.
The more I twisted to reach deeper, the harder my dick got.
And I swear, it didn't just hit her ass this time.
"This is dating violence, Oppa."
"Wanna see real dating violence?"
"Heeeung."
What a mind-blowing bitch...
Hearing her moan made my head spin.
Finally, I snatched the phone and deleted the pic.
"Haa... Seriously..."
"You won't even let me save one boyfriend pic? You're so mean..."
No. What were you doing taking a pic of me grabbing my morning wood?
"Hey. Pants. Now."
"Dunno."
She was openly pouting now.
Probably gonna stay like that awhile...
Guess I gotta find them myself?
Rather than deal with her deflating prank, I figured I'd search—I started rummaging through Na-eun's dresser.
"No, Oppa, what're you doing! Hey! Lee Min-ho!"
"Don't care. Won't give back my pants? I'll search till I find 'em."
Na-eun jumped up to stop me, but I ignored her.
"Ah. Don't! That's the drawer with underwear."
"You hid 'em here, didn't you."
Obvious ploy.
Right here, huh.
Thought I wouldn't check?
But... what I found wasn't my pants...
Too rigid for underwear.
What is this.
"...I told you not to."
Na-eun looked on the verge of tears.
Realizing what it was, I was speechless.
"Hey... Sorry for real... Ah..."
In my hand was a clear glass dildo.