Chapter 45
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: #5 Scenario: Goo Goo, I'm Baby Siu
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With suds coating even the insides of her thighs, she gently rubbed his erect cock with a towel so it wouldn't hurt, saying,
"You can get hard in front of noona~. You're an adult—no need to be that embarrassed~."
To ease the awkward atmosphere, she amped up her energy with an exaggerated reaction and slathered foam on his erect cock too.
Of course, that didn't make the awkwardness vanish entirely.
"Shall we rinse now?"
U Dahee stood up, grabbed the showerhead, and washed the suds off his body.
She stroked his skin with her hands, patting him reassuringly the whole time.
"Don't worry—it's noona. What's there to be embarrassed about~?"
"St-still... sorry."
He'd been so full of youthful vigor talking about his dream earlier, but now he was just a shy boy.
That gap made U Dahee's heart pound.
To the point where she wondered if she'd always been into little brothers with this vibe.
"All done."
After washing his body, it was her turn.
She started to wash alone like a proper noona, but seeing how embarrassed he was, she spoke up to break the ice.
"Or would our Siu like to wash noona?"
A soft voice. She'd tossed it out to relieve his tension and embarrassment, and Nam Siu nodded.
"Yes! I'll do it."
She found her bold little brother so admirable, lovable, and cute as he answered.
It was amazing how Nam Siu stirred up so many emotions at once.
Even though they'd only met today, he felt incredibly familiar—like a little brother she'd known forever.
"Noona, like this?"
Nam Siu asked, hands full of foam. He looked like a baby puppy, so she nodded with an endlessly warm smile.
His hands on her shoulders softly wrapped around her arms.
"Our Siu's doing great~."
His soapy hands were gentle, and his diligent effort was praiseworthy.
With a little brother this cute, she'd grant him anything he asked for.
"Mm..."
After soaping both her arms, his hands moved forward and carefully rubbed her stomach.
He seemed too embarrassed to touch her breasts, so she said it like a big sister.
"Siu~, gotta do here too~."
She thrust out her proud breasts. She could act so boldly because the naked Nam Siu in front of her just looked like a cute little brother.
"Yup."
Absorbed, he squeezed more body wash and lathered up again.
Squish.
Foam touched her breasts, and soon his fingers ambiguously brushed past her nipples.
"Eut..."
She nearly moaned.
Flinching at almost making a lewd sound in front of her pure little brother, she stifled it as best she could.
Swish.
The touches grazing her nipples grew gradually stickier, but U Dahee didn't notice a thing.
To her, this was just her little brother washing her body.
"Eut..."
U Dahee clamped her mouth shut, swallowing the sounds, but her hardening nipples were impossible to hide.
'I can't feel it from my little brother...'
A perfectly normal thought. But his fingers were already pinching and rubbing her nipples.
"Euut..., th-there's no need for that..."
"But we gotta clean here too, noona."
She nodded at Nam Siu's innocent eyes, utterly free of malice.
"Y-yeah... Heut..."
Melting under his seemingly clueless touches, she gradually started enjoying them.
Since he had no idea she was feeling pleasure, she decided to savor it just a little.
"Haa..."
Unlike her husband's, they were incredibly delicate and persistent.
Maybe the alcohol was making her body heat up.
"Shall I do the bottom now?"
"Uung..."
A twinge of regret hit when the hand pinching her nipples pulled away.
She'd wanted more of that ticklish, pleasurable buzz.
Swish.
The foam on his hands trailed down her stomach to her thighs and back.
"Noona, grab the wall here... I'll do your butt."
"Oh, sure."
U Dahee gripped the bathroom wall and stuck her butt out a little.
Her workout-toned cheeks kept their bounce under his hands.
His hands kneaded her roundly, as if imprinting his touch, slathering foam with excessive stickiness.
'He's just washing me..., I shouldn't feel it...'
It was only her little brother washing her—she had to act like an adult.
"Noona, spread your legs a bit more. I'll clean the insides too."
"Hyung..., no need there... Ha-eut!"
He shoved his wrist into her butt crack. It slid along to graze her sensitive spot.
"No way—you gotta clean here too! You did it for me, noona!"
"Y-yeahh... Uung..."
U Dahee gripped the wall and bit her lip hard.
No more moans could escape.
Squelch.
Against her thoughts, her pussy was gradually soaking.
Splashhh.
He rinsed his hands at the sink, came back, and knelt down.
"...?"
Wondering what was up, U Dahee glanced back over her shoulder—his finger touched her clit.
"Ha-eut?! Ang..., Si-Siu...?"
The finger gently rubbing her clit slipped naturally into her pussy.
She flinched at the foreign intrusion into her tight depths.
"Noona, don't worry—I'll take care of it."
"Y-you'll do it...?"
Nam Siu's face looked dead serious.
Squelch.
The finger inside bent, pressing firmly against the upper wall.
"Eut...?"
Squelch, squelch.
The more he moved it, the tighter her toes curled.
"Haa..., haa..."
His movements lingered there longer than anywhere else.
U Dahee started rationalizing her heating body.
Just cleaning inside my pussy, that's all.
"Huuung..."
The motions continued. Her juices flowed more, and U Dahee leaned her forehead on the wall.
"Haa..., haeung...! Ang...!"
She bit her wrist to muffle the moans.
"Ueut?!"
The relentless fingers ignored her turmoil, sending a spine-chilling wave from her pussy that whited out her vision.
Tremble!
U Dahee shuddered, mouth agape.
Shiver!
Her insides clenched his finger tight, squirting juices.
Splash!
"Huuuu......"
She barely clung to her fading vision, stifling the moan.
"Looks done, noona."
Seeing Nam Siu stand with an innocent smile confirmed he'd just been purely washing her.
Having climaxed like that from such a little brother made her feel ashamed.
"Th-thanks~."
Splashhh.
Splashhh.
Her face was flushed after rinsing the suds with hot water.
Her eyes were a bit unfocused, probably from that slight climax.
With the alcohol too, that made sense.
As she toweled off and reached for her clothes, I said,
"Since we're already clean, can we sleep like this?"
"......Shall we...?"
Now starting to feel close, she was unconsciously going along with me.
Lying naked together, I was erect to the point of pain.
Pat pat.
Naked U Dahee hugged me and patted my back.
My swollen cock pressed hard against her stomach, but we both pretended not to notice.
U Dahee.
Having gone to bed early, U Dahee woke at dawn and gazed at Nam Siu in the morning light.
He was sleeping soundly.
"Hung..."
She stroked his baby-like sleeping head, then tried to pull the kicked-off blanket back over him.
"......"
Her gaze drifted down, and she swallowed hard at his heavy member.
Before sleep, that hot, hard thing had pressed against her stomach—she'd endured it so he wouldn't feel awkward.
"......People can really be this big......"
Even her husband wasn't this size.
The massive thing sparked curiosity more than lust.
Cute little brother, but down there? Totally different.
"......When he gets a girlfriend..., she might be in a lot of pain."
She stared blankly at it—flaccid but imposingly there—shook her head, and covered him with the blanket.
U Dahee.
Day 2.
Filming was nothing special, as expected.
Morning at the aquarium: listened to the staff's explanation, then kept shooting.
After lunch, off to the arboretum, busy capturing the stunning scenery on camera.
Nonstop moving all day—her feet were soaked in sweat from the exhaustion.
"Uwa~, so tiring~."
U Dahee stretched, glancing at Nam Siu dozing off beside her.
He'd hauled equipment everywhere—he must've had it the worst.
But watching him film with eyes full of passion and total focus? Admirable... and her heart fluttered just a little.
"......He's really putting in the effort......"
Well, she'd fallen for her husband for the same reason: passion for his work, and how well he treated her.
"Siu~, we're home~."
"Ah, yeah."
Dozing Nam Siu woke up.
We'd parked already; I pulled the loaded suitcase from the trunk.
"Noona, I'll carry it."
"Pfft."
His back was already loaded with gear, but trying to play the manly guy was cute.
"You will?"
"Yup!"
Carrying the luggage, I cursed inwardly.
'Fuck, this is insanely heavy...?'
No clue what was crammed in the suitcase, but it was nuts.
But I'd written it into the scenario, so I had to deal.
During the day, I'd deliberately shown focus at work, solidifying my image with U Dahee step by step.
Plus, stuck together the whole shoot—we'd grown way closer than day one.
The scenario had skyrocketed her intimacy with me several times over.
"Noona, what do you want for dinner?"
"Hmm~, lemme see."
She checked the fridge—empty—and shook her head.
"Kid, at this rate, you'd have nothing to eat even if your girlfriend came over."
"Nah, noona. I'm young—no need to eat much."
My indirect sex joke made U Dahee cross her arms and laugh.
"Puhut! Really? Our Siu? Still got that young stamina?"
"You bet~. Could go all night~."
We were at the point of trading these drips and cracking up.
"Hung~! Dunno who your girlfriend'll be, but she'll be jealous. Gotta eat hearty anyway~. Let's go shopping~."
Dropped the bags at home and headed to the little market nearby.
Small, but stocked full—she picked ingredients with a basket like a total housewife.
Nothing like U Dayoung, who couldn't cook to save her life.
'Married woman thing, huh...'
Bending over in those jeans to grab stuff, that ass—I wanted to smack it properly just once.
Yesterday against the wall, ass out? Wanted to grab it rough and pound away.
After shopping, back home—watched U Dahee cook in the kitchen.
Tie.
She'd bundled her hair up with a rubber band to keep strands out, then started prepping ingredients.
I sidled up beside her, rested a hand on her waist casually, and asked,
"Noona, you're amazing at cooking."
Even with my hand on her waist, U Dahee just smiled like it was cute and popped a sliced cucumber into my mouth.
Chewing the crisp bite, I pressed right up against her back.
Hadn't showered yet—faint sweat scent hung in the air, but it wasn't gross.
Dunno if it was 'cause she's hot, but that smell was straight-up addictive to me.
"Still, married woman knows her way around the kitchen~."
"Oh? And what're you up to now?"
Asked casually as I straight-up hugged her waist.
To her, I was probably just a clingy little bro throwing a tantrum.
"Gonna start with cucumber kimchi."
"Ooh~."
Stayed hugging her from behind the whole time she prepped.
"Now just wait while the soup boils."
U Dahee smiled satisfied, rinsed her hands under the running water, then turned to me.
Grab!
Wet hands pinched my cheek.
"Our Siu hungry?"
"Yeah, a little."
"Aww~. Just a bit longer~. Got it?"
Her motherly vibe. Yesterday there'd been some awkwardness, but now hugs were fine—we were that close.
"Too hungry. Can't I eat noona's?"
"Mine?"
I flicked my eyes down to her chest—U Dahee burst out laughing.
"Oh my~! Puhahat! Our Siu's starving, huh? Want some mommy milk~? Ogu ogu~!"
Playfully, she cupped her breasts over her clothes and pretended to offer them.
I hugged her waist tight and buried my face in her chest.
"Noonaa~, wanna eat~!"
Her scent, clothes, sweat—all mixed into something intoxicating.
She hugged my head, buried in her breasts.
Playing along with my drip.
"Noona's still not got any milk yet~. That okay?"
Snuggled into her soft chest, I flashed a trashy grin.
"Fine~. Just a taste, just a taste."