Blood Is Thicker Than Water (2)
“…What? Is that all? …Ha. Ridiculous. I’m the one who gave you permission to sleep with Woojin. Why are you acting like you’re the one in charge and I’m the subordinate, Jiyoon?”
“Hmm… I guess your limit is just once in an hour, sister.”
“W-what kind of crazy talk is that…”
“Just… just saying.”
“…”
“It’s strange. When Seo Woojin is with me, he can’t even speak properly, he just thrusts with all his desire…”
“…”
“He even takes the used condom off… without even tying it properly, and puts a new one on.”
“…”
“Lee Jiyoon. Stop it.”
It should be the other way around. Logically speaking, it’s normal for you to be bowing your head in gratitude to me. So why is it that you, who have to get my permission to have sex, are acting like you’re Woojin’s girlfriend? You’re someone who would be stuck in the corner sucking your thumb if I didn’t give you the green light. You’re someone who should be masturbating miserably, listening to the happy moans coming from my room.
“Why? Seo Woojin, one condom isn’t enough for you either, right?”
“It’s not like we’re only doing this today, and there are still two weeks left.”
“Still, only having sex once today is…”
“Hayoon-unnie decided it that way, so just follow along quietly.”
“I don’t want to. At least three times, no, four times…”
Ah. I see. Since we have to break up cleanly after the promised two weeks, she must be making a final desperate struggle. Well, it’s none of my business, though.
“Hey. Lee Jiyoon. Don’t just borrow Woojin.”
“What? No. Why give him to me and then take him back?”
“Obviously because you’re picking a fight with me…!”
“Ah, are you doing this because you’re not confident?”
“Confident…”
“If you’re his girlfriend but aren’t confident you can make him feel better than I can… I guess you could change your mind now. Yeah, yeah.”
“I told you to stop. Lee Jiyoon.”
My spot. Jiyoon, who seemed to covet the position of being Woojin’s girlfriend, was giggling at me from behind Woojin’s right arm as he looked stern. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her make that face at me before—but that thought was fleeting. Woojin, who had blocked Jiyoon’s path, sighed and approached me. Then, so Jiyoon couldn’t hear, he whispered.
“I’ll apologize on her behalf. Unnie. She seems to have given up on everything…”
To him, I spoke clearly, loud enough for Jiyoon, who was still staring at me, to hear.
“I don’t need an apology. Just… don’t have sex with Jiyoon.”
“Unnie.”
“I was being generous and letting you have him, but she keeps pushing her luck…! Acting like she’s something special…”
“Jiyoon doesn’t usually act like that.”
“Even so…”
“I’ll give her a good talking-to after we go into the room. Don’t worry too much.”
I don’t like it. Taking away the time I could spend with Woojin, and even having sex. Woojin standing in front of me, taking Jiyoon’s side instead of mine. Everything. I don’t like it. …But.
“And that stuff Jiyoon said about doing it six or seven times, I was just saying whatever came to mind, so don’t believe it.”
“…”
“There hasn’t been a single time… where we did it more than when you called me ‘Oppa’ and did it with me.”
“…”
The Woojin who was whispering just a moment ago had told me directly, clearly enough for Jiyoon behind him to hear, that I made him feel better than Jiyoon did. Even if I don’t like Jiyoon, I like Woojin. I trust him.
“Here. Three. Is that enough?”
One. Two. Three. Instead of taking the hand of the Woojin right in front of me, I threw the condoms far away at Jiyoon’s feet and stared at her.
“Do it for just an hour and come out. If you take longer, I’m going to force the door open and come in.”
“I don’t mind if you watch from the side, Unnie?”
“Hey. Lee Jiyoon.”
Watching Jiyoon, who was bending over to pick up the condoms one by one.
“I don’t want to see it. You crazy bitch. It’s… disgusting.”
“It’s a chance to see how much Woojin likes it. What a shame.”
“Just go in quickly. You shouldn’t talk to Unnie anymore.”
Watching Jiyoon, who was being gently pushed into the room by Woojin.
“Keep the time.”
“Yes, yes.”
Watching Jiyoon, who grabbed Woojin’s wrist as if to tell him not to push her, and entered the room.
“…”
“…”
Watching Woojin, who smiled softly as if to reassure me.
180… Seriously, this is the best. I never thought I’d be able to say such mean things to my sister so openly, even if it took a lifetime.
“Why are you provoking her like that? What would you do if she slapped you?”
“Shh. Lower your voice. My house doesn’t have good soundproofing, so if Unnie is pressing her ear against the door, she might hear everything.”
A total of three. I threw the condoms I’d snatched from my sister next to the pillow and headed to the bed with Seo Woojin. …To Woojin, who had been acting like a sensible person until just a moment ago but whose hand movements became incredibly lewd the moment he locked the door, I was pulled by the wrist.
“Then I guess we can’t do the thing where you pin me against the door and thrust right now.”
“Does that mean you want to do it later?”
“I’ll decide based on the situation. Right now, Hayoon-unnie seems to really hate you.”
“Sigh. Because of you, Seo Woojin, my relationship with my sister is just getting worse…”
“It’s fine. It’ll get better soon.”
“In a lewd way?”
“More or less.”
“…”
Sitting on the bed, I held my head high and licked the lips of the man who was cheating on his girlfriend with her younger sister. For a moment, our lips touched. *Smack, smack*, making sounds that my sister would never hear, then… being pushed violently onto the bed, the wet sounds of our tongues tangling filled the room, filled my head completely.
“Hey. Try biting the pajama top you’re wearing right now with your mouth.”
“Why? Is it a shame to just take it off?”
“Bite it.”
“…”
Seo Woojin, blinded a little more by sexual desire, quite different from the kind appearance he showed in front of my sister. …I wonder if my sister has ever seen this side of him? Obviously, I must have seen it before her, right? Since my sister is a coward, she probably hasn’t even tried internal ejaculation