The First Game
"Alright, first game incoming! I'll pick the prompt fairly with the app."
Jian pulled out her phone with a bright smile. The screen showed the drinking-party exclusive 'Random Prompt' app already running. When she tapped the slot button in the center, the words inside began spinning wildly to a cheerful beat.
"Everyone look at the screen! It's coming, it's coming!"
At Jian's shout, bold numbers flashed across the phone: 3, 2, 1. After the countdown and a split-second of silence, the words [Mountain vs Sea] locked in sharply.
MOUNTAIN VS SEA
"One, two, three!"
The instant Jian gave the signal, four voices spilled across the table.
"Sea!" "Sea!"
My voice and Jian's overlapped perfectly, as if we'd rehearsed it. We gave each other a light high-five, laughing, "Oh! That's our team!" But the scene across from us was miserable.
"Mountain!" "S-sea..."
Seunghun boldly threw out "mountain," while Sujung chose sea in a voice that barely crawled out. He put on a deliberately dejected expression and subtly leaned his shoulder toward her.
"Ah, sister-in-law! How can we be this out of sync? I naturally assumed you'd be a mountain person!"
"I'm sorry, brother-in-law... I just like water a little more..."
Sujung lowered her head, completely flustered. Seunghun's sly scolding made her shrink even smaller. Jian savored her victory, setting the phone on the table and resting her chin in her hand with a smug grin.
"Ugh! Since it's the first round, I'll be nice. We'll hold off on that whiskey bomb for now and replace it with a simple penalty instead. If you can't do it, you drink, got it? Okay, Seunghun and Sujung! Stand up and write each other's names with your butts! First round, so this is basically a freebie, right? Haha."
Jian's playful suggestion brought a strange spark of energy to the living room, but Sujung and I couldn't smile. Only the two of us knew how blatantly obscene and sadistic this childish penalty would become the moment it collided with the secret she was carrying—the mesh thong panties hidden beneath her skirt.
"Ah, come on~ Jian, in front of the kids..."
Seunghun grumbled with exaggerated embarrassment, but the tips of his ears had already turned bright red. Though he wore a sly smile, he let out a small cough, clearly flustered by the unexpectedly lewd penalty. Yet behind that flushed face, I didn't miss the unmistakable gleam of anticipation.
Sujung stared blankly at the highball glass filled with whiskey sitting in the middle of the table.
Shaking her hips and writing names with her butt in front of her husband and brother-in-law. On top of that, the obscene mesh thong was currently digging into her soft flesh beneath her skirt. The terror that every swing might lift the fabric and expose that forbidden string to someone else's eyes crashed over her.
Like she'd given up, Sujung reached for the glass.
"Um... I'll just drink it."
Her sudden declaration drew every eye. With a trembling hand she lifted the highball, its deep golden color proof of the heavy whiskey content, and without hesitation brought it to her lips. She began gulping it down.
"Hey? Sujung! Slow down, that's strong stuff!"
I panicked and tried to stop her, but she didn't pause. Every loud swallow turned the pale skin of her throat crimson in seconds. By the time two-thirds of the glass was gone, her eyes had grown watery and her breathing ragged. The burning pain of the alcohol seemed less terrifying than the humiliating penalty waiting for her.
That was when Seunghun, who'd been watching with sparkling interest, jumped in.
"Hey now! We're on the same team, sister-in-law—how can you drink it all alone?! Loyalty! This is a team game!"
He laughed heartily and snatched the glass from her hand. Then he pressed his lips exactly where her lipstick mark lingered and downed the rest in one swift gulp. His Adam's apple bobbed heavily as he swallowed the liquor mixed with her saliva and breath. He slammed the empty glass onto the table and gave Sujung's shoulder a light pat.
"There! Our team's penalty is complete! Wow, sister-in-law drank it so deliciously I had to steal the rest. Alcohol really does taste best when shared, doesn't it?"
Seunghun wore a sly smile as he studied her reaction. Sujung looked flustered by what amounted to an indirect kiss, but the alcohol she'd chugged so quickly had already glazed her eyes. Her face burned with a heat that could have been the liquor or some strange excitement. Seunghun, his own face even redder than before, stared fixedly at her wet lips and swallowed hard.
"Man, this 'everyone in sync' thing is way more fun than I expected. Junseok, let's do another round!"
Seunghun, still buzzing with excitement, began fiddling with the app again. Then his eyes suddenly flashed and he froze the screen.
"Whoa?! What the hell, there's a 19+ mode too?"
His voice rose with delight. He turned the screen toward us, looking like a kid who'd just found a new toy.
"Jian, this 19+ mode looks perfect! Doesn't it suit us better? Drinking parties should get spicy, right?"
"Oh my, you're right. The app has good taste. Sujung's already tipsy—shall we go all in with 19+? Junseok, you're okay with it too, aren't you?"
Jian dragged her nails teasingly across my thigh as she chimed in. I shoved my painfully hardened lower body deeper under the table and looked at my wife, who was panting from the alcohol.
"19+ mode activated! This round is no mercy. Penalties go full 19+ too!"
With Seunghun's declaration, the screen began spinning with a far more vivid, carnal pink loading bar than before. Under the lead of a man whose eyes burned with lust, my wife crumbling under the influence of drink, and me pressed close to another man's wife—the cheerful sound effect announcing the start of 19+ mode rang out. The night at the pension was sucked into an irreversible whirlpool of desire.
"Here it comes! 3, 2, 1...!"
At Seunghun's bold shout the phone screen flashed hot pink and spat out a provocative phrase. The natural confidence of a successful man in his mid-thirties, mixed with alcohol, made his face glow a much deeper, livelier red than usual.
WET DAYS DRY NIGHTS vs DRY DAYS WET NIGHTS
"One, two, three!"
The moment Jian signaled, the four answers clashed across the table.
"Wet Days Dry Nights!" "Wet Days Dry Nights!"
Once again Jian and I shouted the exact same thing like perfect partners. She nudged my elbow and grinned. "Junseok, we really are in sync. Haha. Our tastes are crystal clear, huh?"
But our eyes naturally drifted to the losing team across from us.
"Wet Days Dry Nights!" "Dry Days Wet Nights! Haha."
Seunghun clenched his fist and boldly yelled his choice, but Sujung—her mood lifted by the alcohol—called out "Dry Days Wet Nights!" in a brighter, higher voice than usual and burst into giggles. The strong liquor she'd gulped down seemed to have finally spread through her entire body. Her eyes were far wetter than normal, her cheeks glowing like ripe fruit ready to burst.
"Ah, sister-in-law! Your sense is killer. Isn't the trend right now strictly Wet Days Dry Nights? I thought for sure it'd work!"
Seunghun laughed loudly as if disappointed and leaned slightly toward her. He kept his usual gentlemanly tone, but his flushed face and glittering eyes betrayed how completely captivated he was by Sujung's loosened state. She cupped her own cheeks and answered shyly yet cheerfully.
"Ah... brother-in-law! I'm sorry. But of course I pick Dry Days Wet Nights! Ugh, what even is your sense really~ T_T We don't match at all!"
The old Sujung would have simply muttered "I'm sorry" and bowed her head, but the alcohol had lifted her mood enough for her to playfully pout at his teasing. That tiny fracture in her usual modest frame, revealed by the rising intoxication, felt both shockingly unfamiliar and irresistibly attractive. Seunghun stared at her lips and the shape of her eyes with burning intensity, unwilling to miss even a second of the change.
At that moment, Jian, who had been studying the screen closely, tapped the bottom of it with her finger.
"Oh?! Look at this. The app has a random penalty selector at the bottom too. Instead of worrying about what to make them do, should we just hit it? Haha."
Everyone's eyes converged on the small screen. When Jian pressed the 'Random Penalty' button, it spun wildly before a provocative font popped out.
Team members must hug for 10 seconds