One Actress, Two Civilians (5)
…What do I do? Seo Woojin. He must really like it. Me and Jiyoon getting all… tangled up like this, like that.
"Why are you sticking so close? Lee Jiyoon. It’s cramped enough as it is."
"Huh? We’re just barely touching legs, what’s the big deal?"
"If you’d just stayed in your own seat, we wouldn't be touching at all."
"Where is my 'own seat'? It’s a round table, so I can sit anywhere, right?"
"…Don't be difficult."
"Then tell your sister to sit straight first. Her legs are touching me, her arms are touching me—why are you only picking on me?"
"You and my sister are not the same… no, never mind."
Of course, I didn't think he was entirely wrong. Maybe he actually had a preference for that. Hadn't I thought that before? Woojin is a guy, after all. He’s bound to have some embarrassing tastes he can't tell anyone about. In that sense, wanting to be called "Oppa" by me, a girl one year his senior, was hardly a big deal if you really looked at it. There are so many strange tastes in the world.
But does that mean I have to try and cater to Woojin’s tastes? The answer to that question is…
"Hey, Seo Woojin. Pass me that seaweed."
"Wait a second… no, wait. Can’t your arm reach that far?"
"Maybe if I press my chest against you, I could reach it?"
"…Here. Take it."
…I can't do it. As much as I have a slight rape fantasy myself, I’d respect your tastes, thinking, 'Yeah, that can happen.' But honestly, how can you do that kind of thing with your own sister? Even if it were a complete stranger, I’d be too embarrassed to handle it, let alone a sister I’ve been looking at for twenty years. And one who’s always eyeing my boyfriend, no less.
"…."
Other than that, having sex in a way that shows off to Jiyoon is… well, that’s nice. Not having sex together in a friendly way, but just… right in front of Jiyoon. Getting fucked with the feeling of, 'You can’t do this with Woojin, can you?'—that’s nice.
No matter how much Jiyoon likes Woojin, having the three of us have sex together, and even having me and Jiyoon do such embarrassing things… in the end, it feels like I’m sharing Woojin because I couldn't overcome Jiyoon’s offensive. He’s mine. That guy.
"What should we do with the last piece of rolled omelet? Split it in three?"
"Don't mind me, you and your sister eat it."
"Then let’s split it in half…"
Between Woojin’s now almost-certain secret taste and my possessiveness, I was struggling, poking at my food with my spoon, when—
"Sister."
"…?"
I’d heard it quite often lately, but the sound of "Sister" from her side still didn't feel natural.
"Say 'ah'."
"…What?"
"Say 'ah'~. Don't you know?"
"…."
"The omelet. You like it too, don't you?"
The words 'Are you crazy?' rose to the tip of my throat. Even couples don't do that because it's too cringey, so of course, it’s absurd for a younger sister to do it. Well, if she’d done it before, it would be one thing, but she’s the kind of kid who never takes care of me, always shoving the last piece of meat or omelet into her own mouth…
"…."
…It’s obvious why she’s doing it. Seo Woojin, who sighs so it can't be heard while squeezed between us. She’s doing it to show him.
"Open your mouth already. My arm hurts."
"…No, that…"
"Hurry."
One. Don't accept Jiyoon’s bullshit. If I do that, it’ll end without anything happening. At most, it would end with them bickering over who gets to feed Woojin their share of the omelet. But knowing that, I’m still hesitating, not picking up the omelet with my chopsticks immediately, because of two.
The result of choosing to accept Jiyoon’s bullshit.
"…."
It’s not that I’m trying to confirm Woojin’s reaction again. …It’s just that having sex openly in front of Jiyoon yesterday… it felt incredibly good. It was my first time seeing Woojin that excited. It was my first time being fucked by a cock so engorged with blood, and it was my first time coming so hard that the afterglow lasted for so long.
Even if I don't want to have sex while doing weird things with Jiyoon… like yesterday, once in a while. Having sex in front of Jiyoon is too good to give up.
"…Nom…."
"…."
"…."
I don't want to get completely close to Jiyoon, but it’s a shame to get too far away, either. With those complex feelings, I accepted the omelet.
"…W-what are you looking at…."
"…."
I felt like I was being trained by Jiyoon, but that was just because the atmosphere was weird. I was just using Jiyoon because of 'my own taste.' Licking Woojin’s cock together, or taking turns having sex all night long… that’s something you, Jiyoon, will never get to do. I told myself that, trying to cool the heat I felt on my cheeks.
"Haa…."
Leaning back against the chair while looking at the computer screen that said 'Win', I took off my headset and hung it around my neck.
— …Hick…. …Ungh…….
The faint sound of moans coming from my sister’s room. I turned off the game, listening to the moans that started to leak out slowly after lunch, even though she was surprisingly quiet in the morning. I’m sick of this game after three rounds; I can't do it anymore.
"Hmm."
There’s nothing to do, so should I just storm into my sister’s room now? I continued to ponder, but soon shook my head. If my sister had shown a little more positivity, I might have, but all she’s done so far is not be able to strongly push me away when I clung to her this morning, and accept one piece of omelet. If she had glanced at Seo Woojin and licked my chopsticks, it would be different, but she just ate the omelet and ran away as if she really didn't want to touch me, so what can I do?
In this state, no matter how well I talk, it’s obvious she’ll just tell me to get lost because she’s embarrassed. Besides, my sister is a woman who smells strongly of Confucianism in weird places, even though she pierced her ears saying her cubic earrings were pretty. Hmm. Anyway, it means I need an artificial device to melt my sister’s heart further or to have the three of us together like last night….
"…My head hurts."
I don't know. Should I pester Seo Woojin again at dinner? Or a bath this time? Everything is a hassle, should I just go buy 5 bottles of soju? At this level, wouldn't my sister just do it without a condom?
"…."
…Come to think of it, I think my sister is in her safe period now….
"…Huh?"
While I was spinning slowly, leaning back in my chair, a familiar notification sound leaked from the headset I had hung up. It’s the sound that pops up when you get a Discord DM or get mentioned… anyway, the 'ding' sound.
Maybe because I haven't been logging in much lately, people who aren't even that close to me keep pestering me, saying they haven't seen me in days or asking if I quit games to live a real life. Who is it this time?
"Ah."
I wondered if it might be, and it really was that guy.
…Still, if there’s one difference, he’s the guy who luckily eavesdropped for a moment through the headset when I first had sex with Seo Woojin, because he told me to.
"Ugh, damn it…."
My eyes narrowed as soon as I checked the nickname, but I clicked my tongue and typed on the keyboard as politely as possible. Judging by his reaction, he doesn't seem to know what happened then, but… thinking about it now, I do feel sorry for having sex as a side dish with the mic off.
But even that small bit of guilt started to fade rapidly. Like me, shouldn't he say, "Long time no see"? Or, "Isn't it been almost two weeks?" Since our schedules finally overlapped after a long time, shouldn't he say something like that? Even I, who lacks a bit of social skills, know that fact, but instead, what took its place was a tone that was blatantly conscious of Seo Woojin. It was a bit absurd, and when I looked at it, it was funny, so a small, dry laugh leaked out.
Ah, I wasn't disappointed. Since I knew from the beginning that he was a guy who would hit on anyone just by hearing a woman’s voice, I didn't have any expectations. It was just funny because his reaction was so blatant.
I tried experimenting once to see how he’d react if I teased him a little. Since then, if I had to sum up the messages that guy sent me in one word, it would be jealousy. He keeps giving insincere compliments, saying congratulations or that he’d be handsome just by hearing his voice, but you can see right through it in front of a woman. It’s not sincere; it’s because of an inferiority complex. Tsk tsk. Thinking of meeting women in a game is already a lost cause. The appearance I saw in the photo last time was just an ordinary level you’d see commonly on your way to school, right?
Anyway, since he served as a decent plaything for a while, I also cut off the conversation after saying insincere things like "See you next time."
"…."
I paused. I stopped the chair that was playfully moving left and right and glanced at the clock at the bottom of the computer. The decisive blow for my sister that I had been pondering for a while. It occurred to me that I could just 'do it like the first time I did it with Seo Woojin?'
"…."
Like when I used CZ, that guy. Even before that, like when I gave her a sumata in my sister’s room. Couldn't I just spend the 1 hour for me not in my room, but in my sister’s room? Even if my sister really hated it, if I threatened her that I’d throw the condom in the trash and have sex with internal ejaculation for the whole hour like yesterday, she’d have no choice but to watch right next to us, right? If we spend an hour like that as a trio… my sister came so much yesterday. Using me as an excuse later. Just like yesterday, she could have sex with Seo Woojin right in front of me. …Because of the atmosphere. To prove that she’s better than me. She might even do something more perverted. To make Seo Woojin horny. She might just close her eyes and do it, who knows… right?