A Perverted Outing
“Junhi, want to try this on?”
“………R-really, wear this…??”
“Well, there aren’t any other clothes, are there?”
Hayun noona had apologized for everything that happened yesterday, and since I was completely naked she had me asking for something to wear—but of course a house full of women wasn’t going to have men’s clothes lying around.
I just wanted the clothes I’d arrived in, but apparently after I’d crawled up the stairs on all fours the fabric was so full of holes she’d thrown them out.
So Hayun noona picked out the biggest things she owned and handed them over. The top was so roomy on me there was still space left over—especially around the chest.
And with no underwear to speak of, that part had to be skipped…
Then I looked at the pants she was offering.
“A-ah… Hayun noona… i-is this right?”
“Yep! Those are the only pants in the house.”
What she held out were nothing but short dolphin shorts and a pair of black track pants that looked like they’d cling to every inch of me the second I pulled them on.
“Th-then… couldn’t you just run to the mart and grab me one pair of pants…?”
Just go to the mart, pick up any random track pants, and bring them back—that was all I was asking. Hayun noona shook her head.
“No way, no way. These are clothes for you to wear, so you have to try them on first, right?”
“N-no… just a big size, top and bottom set, one set is fine…”
“Nope. Even if you end up wearing them, clothes are something you try on once before you buy.”
No matter what I said, she answered in that tone that made it clear she wasn’t going to budge.
“Why? Don’t you want to go outside with Noona? I want the whole world to see who our pretty Junhi belongs to.”
“……Th-that… but… how am I supposed to go out wearing this…”
Dolphin shorts and black track pants so tight they’d mold themselves around every sensitive place.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. If you put on Noona’s long padding jacket nothing will show, I swear. Just try them on first and then we’ll talk, okay?”
“A… no…”
“Come on, hurry up and put them on and come out. Noona will get your long padding ready, so hurry.”
“J-just a second…”
Hayun noona shoved me into the room and shut the door behind me.
“A… no… how am I supposed to wear these…”
Dolphin shorts and pants that would cling to my legs like a second skin.
I’m so turned on.
This thrilling rush, the thought of exposing Junhi outdoors—shivers run through my whole body.
I deliberately tossed him only the skimpiest pieces and the ones that would hug every curve, then cover it all with a single padding jacket. I can’t wait to see what face he’ll make.
Will he glue himself to my side, too embarrassed to go anywhere?
Or will he try to hide in some corner?
Just imagining Junhi huddled in a corner, eyes wet, saying he can’t go any farther makes my womb throb already.
“Hooo… I want to fuck him so bad…”
I’d milked him so hard earlier that we never got to the main event, and that still stings—but now Junhi has nowhere else to go. I’m the only one he can lean on.
Whatever I do, he has no choice but to obey.
If it comes down to it, I can use that crazy bitch downstairs as leverage—whether they live together or not. I still don’t know exactly what their relationship is, but it’s obvious Junhi is tangled up with her in something very, very bad.
He barely kept his mind together and ran away looking like that in the middle of the night…
Honestly, I don’t think I could take that psycho one-on-one, but I have money. If I have to, I’ll hire muscle to throw her out of the building or threaten her with the police.
While I was turning all those little plans over and deciding how to spoil Junhi next, the door to the room he’d gone into cracked open a little.
“……H-hurry… give me the padding…”
Through the narrow gap Junhi stuck out his hand.
How filthy does he look right now?
The thought of him hiding that lewd body of his and walking around with nothing but a padding jacket already has my womb clenching and fluttering.
I pretended to walk over slowly with the jacket…
Then I yanked the door wide open.
“A… nooo!”
“Waaah…… holy shit…”
The second the door swung open, there was Junhi.
He had one leg lifted, trying desperately to cover the important parts, but if I so much as tilted my head I could see everything in full, shameless detail.
His cock was outlined perfectly through the skin-tight fabric, and it looked ready to tear straight through the pants the moment he got hard.
“D-don’t look…”
“Come on, Junhi, just put that leg down once, okay??”
“D-don’t do this…”
I kept grabbing at his leg, trying to force it down, and he strained with everything he had, clearly determined never to lower it—but just like I’d already proven earlier, even though he’s a guy he’s weaker than me. Strength-wise he doesn’t stand a chance.
In the end his leg slowly gave under my grip, and the cock straining against the pants came into clear view.
“Th… that’s enough… please…”
“Ssshhhk…… hoooo…”
I took a deep breath and finally let go of his leg.
Should I just fuck him and then go out?
What woman could look at that and hold back?
I kept sneaking glances at his pants while he covered himself with both hands.
Fuck, that’s hot.
I’d planned on outdoor exposure, but the idea vanished. All I could think about was finishing the errand fast, coming straight home, and railing him in that exact state until neither of us could walk.
“Hooo… let’s hurry and go, Junhi.”
I handed him the padding jacket and quickly got myself ready to leave too.
Th-this… feels weird…
Outside, the sun was already sinking low. I clung to Hayun noona’s hand and slowly made my way down the stairs.
The clothes were so tight I kept pressing the padding jacket down with my free hand, terrified the outline of my cock would show through—but Hayun noona just kept walking toward the mart like nothing was wrong, pulling me along.
“Why are you walking so slow, Junhi?”
“……You… know why…”
“Hehe, just kidding, just kidding~ Don’t look at Noona with those mean eyes.”
And whose fault is it that I’m dressed like this in the first place…
Hayun noona teased me like that, then deliberately slowed her pace.
“Junhi, is there any food you especially like?”
“…I… dunno…”
This was not the time to be talking about favorite foods. I was busy watching every person who came near us.
“You don’t know? Then should we stop right here and think about it?”
“A… please…”
Still holding my hand, Hayun noona suddenly stopped dead in the middle of the street.
“You really don’t have a favorite food?”
“A… Hayun noona, please… just keep walking…”
“Nope. I’m not moving. If you don’t tell me right this second, I won’t take a single step from this spot.”
No matter how hard I tugged, she just pulled back with her own strength and planted herself right there.
“Ah, seriously, please… Hayun noona, please… p-people are coming from over there…”
“Then hurry up and tell Noona what you like and we’ll go.”
In the distance a group of kids who looked like high-schoolers were slowly walking toward us.
Why is she doing this to me? Hayun noona just kept repeating the same demand, insisting I name a favorite food.
“A… seriously… please, Noona, please… I-I’ll tell you while we walk… please… p-people are coming…”
Walking around looking like this, people would stare at me like some kind of pervert. I was already shrinking into myself, trying every way I could to coax her—but she still held my hand tight and refused to move an inch.
Even with the long padding jacket covering the worst of it, I still felt exposed and nervous.
“………”
Just a moment ago she’d been looking at me with warm eyes. Now she grabbed the zipper of my long padding and started dragging it straight down.
“W-what are you doing!!”
I frantically grabbed the hand that was on the zipper, but the second I touched her she fixed me with a cold stare and whispered,
“Junhi, did you just grab Noona’s hand without permission?”
“A… no… you were trying to pull the zipper down…”
“Should Noona scream right here? Then those students will come running and figure out real fast who’s in the wrong, won’t they?”
“N-no, no… a… ah, seriously, why are you doing this to me!”
It was so unfair I started whining and complaining under my breath, little by little.
Junhi keeps whining and grumbling in front of me like a sulky little kid.
So cute ♡
I only asked what he liked on the way there, but instead of answering he acted like his body was more important than Noona’s feelings and just kept insisting we go straight to the mart.
Noona loves you so much she wanted to feed you one extra delicious meal…
But you didn’t even notice that and only thought about yourself. So selfish.
So this is the punishment Noona is giving you.
I’ll carve it into your body one careful step at a time—whose words you have to obey, whose mood you have to keep happy ♡
Watching Junhi look like he’s about to cry from pure injustice does sting a little, but this is all for your own good, Junhi.
Hayun noona showed no sign of letting go of the zipper. It kept sliding lower little by little, and the clothes underneath started to show.
“A… p-please… stop… seriously, ah, why… please…”
My voice was shifting from whiny complaints into something that sounded like it was about to break into actual tears.
If she was going to do this, I wished she’d do it somewhere private where no one could see. Doing it out here with people around was the last thing I wanted.
The students behind us were getting closer and closer.
Hayun noona looked ready to yank the zipper all the way down, then stopped halfway and stared at me.
“Are you going to talk back to Noona again?”
“A…… no…… hnn…”
“From now on, whenever Noona speaks, you answer properly with nice, pretty words. Got it?”
“Yes…”
The moment I answered, the noisy chatter of the students behind us grew louder.
Hayun noona finally let go of the zipper. I tried to yank it back up as fast as I could—I didn’t want anyone seeing me like this—but it snagged halfway and wouldn’t budge.
The students kept coming closer.
“N… Noona… th-the zipper… won’t go up. Help me…”
The zipper on the padding Junhi was wearing must have gotten stuck; he kept struggling with it half-open while the students really did approach from behind.
And then…
“N… Noona… th-the zipper… won’t go up. Help me…”
Junhi begged me with a face that looked ready to cry.
My womb clenched and fluttered at that expression—kyun ♡ kyun ♥—but this was not the time to go into heat.
I couldn’t let anyone else see cute Junhi like this, so I hurriedly pulled him into a tight hug.
“Yeah, Bronze~”
“Nah, today’s the day I hit Silver~”
“Cope harder, duo promo is disgusting lol”
The students glanced at the two of us locked together, then walked past without a second thought, as if they hadn’t noticed a thing.
“Th… they’re gone now. Noona…”
“I know.”
“I-it’s hard to breathe…”
“Just hold on a little longer, Junhi. Noona wants to feel your body heat.”
How can something be this small and this adorable?
Holding Junhi—who’s five or six centimeters shorter than me—makes my whole body feel full and warm.
Right in front of my eyes was his hair. I buried my nose in it and breathed him in.
“Sniff sniff… Junhi’s scent…”
“……S-stop it…”
I lightly ignored his plea and stayed right there for a good ten minutes, hugging him and sniffing every place I could reach.