Pincer Attack
I'd considered waiting for Eunseo to leave and snatching my precious Junhi then and there—but looking back on it, that wouldn't have been a particularly good idea.
"So in the end… that's the only way left?"
There was nothing to gain from endlessly snatching Junhi back and forth. Keep this up long enough and he might give up on everything and try to kill himself. His life was already being ground into dust. Things needed to be sorted out, at least to some degree.
At the very least, from this point on, no more women could be added to the mix.
Every last one of them was drowning in possessiveness, all of them trying to chain him down—and none of that was a good idea. Just look at her now: Eunseo had bolted out of that woman's house with Junhi in tow, and here she was, panting and frantic.
Short bobbed hair. A solid, compact build you rarely saw on a woman—the same one I'd glimpsed before.
If those fists connected right now, I'd be seeing stars before I even knew what hit me.
She kept scanning her surroundings, stamping her feet in agitation. I killed the engine on my motorcycle, flipped up my helmet visor, and walked over.
"Long time no see."
"…If you don't want to die, get lost."
Murderous intent dripped from every syllable. Fair enough—she'd just had Junhi stolen right out from under her nose, inside her own home. Anyone who wasn't radiating pure killing intent after that would have to be completely unhinged.
Still. I had things to say.
This bitch had taken Junhi from my place, and I'd taken him from hers—well, no, that had originally been Junhi's house, but whatever.
Call it even. I tried to calm her down a little.
"Don't get so worked up. I just came to have a nice little talk."
"……I said get the fuck out."
She clearly had no intention of listening. Her knuckles started cracking, one by one.
"Easy, easy. I know where Junhi is, so just calm down and hear me out, yeah? This is good news for both of us."
"What……? Y-you know where Oppa is?"
The moment she heard that I knew where Junhi was, the tension drained from the hands that had been about to hit me. The hostility aimed my way loosened.
"Yeah. I know exactly where he is. So don't get ahead of yourself. How about we start with names? I'm Hong Hayun. And you are?"
"……You really… know where Oppa is…?"
"Of course I do. And if you listen to what I have to say, I'll take you straight to him."
"………"
A flicker of hesitation crossed her face. Then she took the hand I'd extended for a shake.
What the hell… her palm feels like a rock…
"Yoo Minhi… I told you my name. Now get to the point."
"Alright, Minhi. Pretty name. Shall we cut straight to it?"
I pulled my helmet all the way off and looked her in the eye.
"How about we stop fighting over him—and just treat Junhi like a shared resource instead?"
"………"
"Think about it, Minhi. You and I have both been trying to steal him from each other. But does this really have to keep going? I keep wondering what happens if Junhi starts picking up even more women. What do you think?"
"Fuck off. I'm not giving Oppa to anyone."
"That so? And if this free-for-all drags on long-term—what if some other woman jumps into the fight? Do you really think Junhi can take any more of this? Because I don't."
The fact that Junhi's mind was still holding together at all was a miracle in itself. Anyone could see he was one hard shove away from collapsing. Bound and used by one woman after another, raped over and over—what man could endure that?
Not that I have any room to talk.
I went straight for the heart of it.
"If we keep fighting and Junhi kills himself, then it's you die, I die, Minhi."
"………"
"What do you think? And while we're being honest—you two are blood siblings. You're committing incest. You think the world is going to look kindly on that?"
"Th-that's not… incest…."
The single word made Minhi's voice tremble.
"Society won't see it that way. Neither you nor Junhi will ever be able to show your faces in public again. Are you fine with that?"
"I don't care…."
"Really? Even if you don't care—can Junhi handle it? Because I have my doubts."
Whether she'd been too blinded by love to see past the end of her nose, or simply refused to look—I laid out exactly how the world viewed incest. Minhi just pressed her lips shut and kept repeating that she didn't care.
"I can help with that side of things, too… What do you say we all just live together?"
That was the whole point.
Otaku types would call it a harem or whatever—but in the end, we were just a bunch of women gathered around one man we all loved. Junhi himself had never once said he truly loved any of us. He'd only ever been forced to spit the words out.
"So how about it? We stop the tug-of-war, live together like civilized people, and take turns fucking him raw without having to watch our backs. Sound good?"
I grinned, sliding my thumb between my index and middle fingers in a crude gesture as I looked at Minhi.
"………But I go first."
"Sure. First, second, whatever you want. As long as I get mine, I don't care."
What the hell is she even calling 'first' for? It's incest—even if she gets pregnant, she can't exactly throw a proper wedding.
The words rose all the way to the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them and pulled the spare helmet from the motorcycle's storage compartment, holding it out to her.
"Hop on. Time to go see Junhi."
"Okay."
"Hah… hah… myaaah…."
"Eleven more to go, puppy."
I took hold of the head of the puppy's cock and slowly began to spread it open.
—Gllk♥
The moment I parted the tip, residual semen that still hadn't fully come out began to trickle free. I started easing the urethral play rod in, little by little.
"Hah… nngh… p-pull… pull it out… please… that feels weird, pleaseee nngh—"
"Why… won't you love me, puppy…? I'll do anything for you… You're the bad one here… Bad puppy."
There was no need for lube. The semen already leaking from the puppy's cock was more than enough. I pushed the instrument in, bit by bit.
Very carefully….
I couldn't risk hurting him, so slowly—so very slowly….
"Hh… hhkkuuuh… pull it out… pull… please, Eunseo… that feels so weird…."
"……"
Something was entering his cock, and the puppy was terrified—his shaft kept twitching and jerking while his legs began to shake. The sounding rod slid deeper, little by little, until it finally reached the end. I gave it a single sharp tap.
—Brrrrrrrrrk♥
"Hheeeuuuugh♥… nnghooohhhoooh♥!!!"
Semen gushed out of the puppy's cock like a broken faucet—this after nine orgasms already from fucking me. Strange, broken moans tore out of him as cum kept pouring from a urethra that the rod refused to let close.
It felt like someone had taken a hammer of pure pleasure and driven it straight through my skull.
Semen was being wrung out of my half-limp cock against my will, and Eunseo kept working the rod she'd buried inside me, moving it without pause.
"Nnghooohh!!♥ Pl… please st… stop that nngh♥!!!!"
I… I can't stop cumming… please… I want it to stop♥
"I told you, puppy… When I said get hard, you should have gotten hard."
"Thas… my… my cock's gonna… hhkkuuuh♥ I… I-I-I-I'm cumming again… I don't wanna nngh♥!!!"
Even as I tried to form words, Eunseo twisted the rod, pressing deep against my insides—and whether I wanted it or not, the semen was forced out of me.
—Byuuuuut♥ Byuuk♥
My tongue tangled. I couldn't think. My head was nothing but endless orgasm, drowned in pleasure.
"Heh… hhkkuuuh… stop… cumming… pleaseee♥"
"Stay with me, puppy. You've still got eleven more loads to go. Even if you pass out, I'm not stopping."
"Pl… please… stop… I'm cumming again… againagainagain!! Nnghheuuugh!!♥!!!!!"
—Brrrrrrrk!!!♥
"Stopstopstopplease stop nngh—!!♥!!!"
—Byuuuuuuuk~♥
"I… I'll get hard I'll get hard so please♥… please stop that please pull it out… pull it out pleasepleaseplease I want to stop cumming nngh♥"
—Byuuuuut♥
My… my cock is broken, it's really broken♥ It won't close and the… the baby batter just keeps spilling out… and when she pokes inside it feels… it feels so gooood♥
"Didn't think I'd be coming back here."
"What? You've been here before, Minhi?"
"Yeah. When that purple-haired slut kidnapped Oppa. Came here once. Didn't think we'd end up back this way."
I cut the motorcycle's engine. Minhi yanked the helmet off her head, tossed it at me, and stormed into the building in a fury.
"Hey—wait up."
I had no idea what she thought she was doing, charging in alone. I shoved the helmet away and hurried after her up the stairs.
"……That fucking bitch…."
"Holy shit…."
As we climbed, grotesque moans drifted through the door—making it painfully clear exactly what the two of them were doing in there.
"That purple-haired slut… kidnapping Oppa wasn't enough for her… so now she's raping him? You're dead. I am going to kill you with my own two hands, you fucking bitch!!!"
I'd followed Minhi into the building, but the moans set her off completely—she took the stairs two at a time.
"Damn. She's strong, too."
I'd always figured I was pretty solid from working out—but watching her move, I made a mental note to be a little more careful about what I said and did around Minhi from now on.