The Same Room (6)
I can say with certainty: there is no emotion as easy to manipulate as jealousy. Especially if that jealousy stems from a relationship between a man and a woman—then, it’s absolutely perfect.
"...You smell good, Noona."
"I-it's probably just the body wash... or maybe the shampoo..."
"It's not that... ah, you smell like a baby."
"...You're teasing me, aren't you?"
"It's a compliment. A compliment. It means you look young, doesn't it?"
"Ugh... I'm still twenty-one, stop treating me like an old lady..."
"...Pfft... Grandma Hayoon..."
"Eek... you little... you..."
The carrot and the stick. When it comes to taming someone to my will, finding a high-quality carrot is a higher priority than choosing a good stick. Ah, of course, that’s not to say the stick isn't important, but that’s not what matters right now, so let's move on.
When I want to corrupt a pure woman—like Hayoon, who is currently tucked snugly in my arms—the best carrot is, without a doubt, jealousy.
"...Hey, stop touching my lower belly...!"
"Why? ...It's soft, so it feels good."
"That's obviously because...! ...It's embarrassing, so stop touching it..."
"It's not like this is flab or anything. Don't all women have this?"
"W-well, anyway! If you keep doing that, I'm going to touch you too!"
"I'm not exactly soft, so you won't find it very fun to touch."
"I have... s-something soft, too."
"..."
Threatening Hayoon for some reason to lead into a 'Why don't you bring your sister next time?' scenario doesn't particularly appeal to me. Likewise, breaking Hayoon until she only knows how to crave my cock, then saying, 'If you bring Jiyoon into this room, I'll fuck you all night,' is just the same.
If she's a kind and innocent girl like her, she’s already acutely aware of her own embarrassment. But because she doesn't want to lose to anyone else... and because of her jealousy toward her younger sister, she shuts her eyes tight and strips away one more layer of her inhibitions. That kind of thing... it turns me on.
Ha. I can't wait to see it. Lee Hayoon and Lee Jiyoon. Both of them growling at each other, yet obediently lying prone on the same bed. The sense of conquest... I can't even begin to fathom how immense that will be.
"See? It's soft."
To see that sight, to soothe the jealousy that has been welling up in Lee Hayoon over the past few days, and at the same time to satisfy the possessiveness that has surely sprouted alongside it, I tighten my arms around her. I want our body temperatures, our scents, and our breaths to be inextricably woven together.
"Touching it like that only makes me ticklish, Noona."
"Well, what do you want me to do... I-I'm going to keep touching it."
Even while being hugged from behind, Lee Hayoon slips her hand between our bodies to stroke my cock. It might be different if she were touching bare skin, but through her panties, it’s just cute. ...But then again, being cute suits Lee Hayoon best.
I roll around on the bed with her, still holding her tight, and press my lips lightly against the nape of her neck.
"Hey, Woojin... don't leave a mark. You know, right...?"
"If anyone asks, just tell them your boyfriend did it."
"...I-I haven't told my friends about that yet... that I have a boyfriend..."
"Then you can do it after the weekend."
"Y-you have to give me time to prepare my heart...!"
"It's been over a month since school started, and you still haven't?"
"I'm almost done...! ...Nngh..."
Approximately 23 hours until Lee Jiyoon's turn comes around again. If we assume about 8 hours of deep sleep, that leaves 15 hours. Investing all that time into sex isn't impossible, but... if I use healing magic to keep going, she'll surely get sick of it in an instant. Friday. Saturday. I'll look for an opening, and keep going until Sunday. There's plenty of time left.
Instead of pulling down Hayoon's flimsy pajamas like I usually would, I bite her ear, which is turning a deep shade of red, and whisper as a faint *click* sound echoes from far away.
"...Jiyoon. She just opened the door and came out."
"..."
"You heard that, right? Noona?"
"...Yeah."
Jiyoon is out in the living room right now. So if we make a lot of noise here, Jiyoon will hear everything. ...And if you want, I can make sure she hears it.
The result: I hadn't even thought about stripping her yet, but as I watch Hayoon take off her pajamas herself, I slide my right hand—one of the hands gathered near her lower belly—up through the buttons she just undone with a series of *pop* sounds.
"...Ah, so that was the sound of her going to the bathroom."
"..."
"I should have done it a little faster. What a shame."
"...Ah..."
"...I should have let her hear your moans, Noona; then she would have given up on her own."
"...That's... true..."
The scratchy bra caught at my fingertips is mine to deal with. I gather the hooks in the center of her chest, undo them, and knead her breasts, which are sliding to one side because she's lying on her side, filling my palm completely.
Unfortunately, she wasn't in a state where she would go into heat just from the sound of her sister's footsteps... Her nipples weren't stiff and tense; they just yielded and pressed down as I squeezed them, slowly gaining some sensitivity. There weren't any moans she couldn't hold back, either. ...But the fact remains that it was Lee Hayoon who tried to take off her pajamas herself. Because you, Lee Hayoon, were the one who heard your sister open her door and decided you wanted to be fucked quickly, wanted to let her hear the sounds.
A small achievement, finally visible. With a faint smile, I pull my other hand up as well.
"Ugh..., Nng... ...Hya..."
The breasts that were definitely slick with cold sweat when I touched them last time. The nipples that had stretched with my saliva every time she gasped because I had been biting and licking them. Today, they are just breasts, warmer than my palm. ...Because I rub them lightly with my fingertips, the nipples begin to stiffen with cute little moans. They are different from the last time I saw them yesterday. But I imprint myself thoroughly onto Lee Hayoon's body, which will soon become exactly that way.
"Noona. Arms up..."
"..."
"...Good girl."
As she awkwardly raises both arms just as I told her to, Lee Hayoon rubs the back of her head against my chest. I suspect she's doing that because she wants to be petted, but... I feel a bit spiteful. Instead of doing as she wants, I kiss her head lightly and slowly peel off her thin pajamas.
The result of that is:
"..."
...She's the one who usually barks at me to stop petting her so much. Yet, when she doesn't get a single pet, she puffs out her cheeks slightly. As I hold her tight from behind, I find myself wondering what kind of reaction she would show if I teased her all day long.
The sight of Hayoon thinking for herself about what I like and trying hard to act cute... ...I am curious, but I should save that for next time. Now is not the time to tease her, but to satisfy her—thoroughly.
"...I'm going to take them off."
"...Yeah."
I hadn't noticed while hugging her from behind, but once the pajamas are off, a black, mature-looking bra becomes visible. I let out a small laugh, imagining Hayoon's inner thoughts, and as soon as I pull down her pajama pants, I glance at her pitch-black panties and move my hand toward her crotch.
...Wearing things like this doesn't make you look mature. The more you do this, the more you'll just be called cute. You're a real fool, Lee Hayoon.
"Did you wear these on purpose? To show me?"
"...N-no? I wear things like this... all the time..."
"Aha. That's strange. Why haven't I seen them? Was the timing off?"
"...I guess... so..."
Squish, squelch. I’ve only touched her clitoris over her panties, but I can already feel a sticky wetness. It would be impossible to fuck her as hard as my desire demands, but it's a satisfying level to insert myself and loosen her up slowly. After tearing open one of the condoms Hayoon brought, I carefully change our positions. Not the position that was good for rolling around on the bed together, but a position where the man is on top and the woman is on the bottom.
"...Hick..."
...With me on top, looking down at Hayoon's snow-white neck and back, her waist and pelvis that I can't take my eyes off of because they are curved so beautifully. Looking down at the panties Hayoon has left on her thighs. Press, press. Changing into a position where I can drive my cock in to my heart's content.
...Not deep. Shallow. I slowly thrust my cock in, only until Hayoon's vaginal walls are wet enough that it would be fine to violently ram all the way to the portio.
"Ugh..., Nng, Gk.... ...Ah..."
I grab her soft, squishy buttocks. Watching her back passage twitch and tighten the moment I push in just past the glans.
Squelch, squelch. Leisurely.
"...Hey, Woojin..., Ah..."
I pull out completely for a moment. Watching the vaginal opening that seems too small even for a single finger. Looking at Lee Hayoon's love juices that have already soaked everything instead of the condom lubricant.
"...If you want Jiyoon to hear, that..."
...Directly. She reaches her hand between her crotch. Clumsily. Awkwardly. She spreads her vaginal opening for me.
"It's much... b-better if it's noisy, isn't it...?"
Looking down at her with a gaze filled with lust. Just as Lee Hayoon wants, she grabs the base of my cock and presses it down, pressing it until the glans is submerged in the vaginal opening. And then,
"....... ...Nngh...?! ...Nng, Gk..."
Just as Lee Hayoon wants. So that I can violently ram the portio all the way to the root of my cock. As if to crush her into the bed.
"....... ...♡ ......"
Thrust, thrust. ...As deep as possible. Watching Lee Hayoon's posture, which was holding on all fours like a puppy, gradually collapse forward. Thrust. Fuck. Fuck. As if I want to ejaculate right now. I lean on the bed and drive my cock in repeatedly.
"Hoo.... Noona."
"......, ..."
"...Noona. Stretch your arm out here for a second."
"...Hick, Ugh, Ugh..."
"Noona."
"I'm listening.... ...So, why my arm...?"
"...You said it would be better if it were noisy."
"...Eh."
Lee Hayoon stretches out her left arm, trembling even while looking puzzled. I... grab her arm... and pull it tight.
"Ah, ...w-wait, Woojin... ah..., that, really, no... No..., Noooo..."
Watching Lee Hayoon, whose hair flutters every time I ram my cock in. Watching Lee Hayoon, who tries to keep her head up somehow but eventually bows it deeply and gasps for air. ...Her fingers clenching into a tight fist. Watching her fingers, which twitch while slightly spread, at the same time as she squeezes her vaginal walls.
"Nng, Ugh, Ugh.... ...Ughk..., Hya......"
I pull her in as if to pin her shoulders down. Ignoring the fact that Hayoon is lightly wetting the bed with her fluids. Ignoring the pleas to stop that are barely squeezed out between her heavy, gasping breaths. To spit out the semen that has pooled as much as it can at the root of my cock... I pull Hayoon's body in even tighter. Watching blankly as Lee Hayoon's butt cheeks are crushed every time I thrust my hips, and the loud, wet sounds fill the room.
"...Hoo...."
"Hek, Heee......, Haaaa.... Ah.... .........♡..."
...Deep inside Lee Hayoon's most intimate place. With a rubber barrier in between. *Splat, spluuuurt.* The first load of semen.
"Woojin-ah, Woojin-ah..., Noona, now..."
The second load of semen.
"Nngk..., Ugh......, Oppa, no, Woojin.... ...Hick..."
The third. The fourth.
"Ha...ugh, Ugh.... ......Nng......♡.... ......"
The fifth load of semen. I ejaculate until the tip of the condom is heavy, as if emptying the semen sac completely.
"...At this rate, do you think Jiyoon heard it all?"
"Ha...aaa......, Haaa..., Ha..."
"Ah, or rather..."
"Nng?! H-hey, don't hit my butt...!"
"...I haven't done this to Jiyoon yet."
"..."
"The sounds are really... explicit, too."
"...B-but I hate it.... It hurts..."
I still haven't heard Lee Jiyoon come out of the bathroom. No matter how much noise we make here, there's no way Jiyoon inside the bathroom would hear it. Everything I'm doing right now is a meaningless action that I can't use in my plan. To be honest, Lee Hayoon... I only intended to treat you as a stepping stone to reach Lee Jiyoon. Without any grand reason. Just because. Lee Hayoon, who wants to be loved by me.
"......Are you going to do more? ...Woojin-ah?"
...I like it enough that I want to take out another condom.