120. Eyes That Say It All
We stared into each other's eyes without giving any clear signal for the overnight stay to begin. Blink once, lift our eyelids again, and her face looked different each time. Her eyes seemed to be slowly closing, but one thing was certain—they were growing more heated.
After exchanging breaths a few times, we slowly closed our eyes and tangled our tongues. We didn't touch the parts that screamed lewd. Just our hands on each other's heads and waists, pulling into a deep, intense kiss. The sound of tongues moving in our mouths stopped, and then her voice came.
"...Oppa."
"Yeah, Gyeo-ul."
"You're so... honest."
"In what way?"
"...You get like this so fast."
This time, it wasn't her face that drew closer—it was her body. The closer she pressed, the more it poked her navel.
"Pervert."
"It grows as much as I love you."
"You just wanna have se~x with me."
"I wanna have sex because I love you."
"It's not just 'cause my body's so ho~t?"
"That's secondary."
A short kiss to prove my innocence. Then an even longer exhale. We hadn't said anything funny, but I couldn't stop the smile creeping onto my face.
"...It's weird. For real."
"What is?"
"If you put this in... it reaches all the way here, right?"
Gyeo-ul pressed her body so tightly against mine there was no space between us. My dick, trapped between our stomachs, was viciously hard just to pass this test.
"It doesn't go that deep because of the angle."
"If it really went all the way in there, I'd break... right?"
"If I move from here, do I fail?"
"...You can shift it a little to the side and hug me tight."
"For real?"
"I like pressing our navels together with you."
She grinned mischievously, back to her playful self. That smile was so cute that, pretending to just shift my rigid dick aside, I slipped it between her thighs instead. Then I aligned our navels and eye levels for another kiss.
It didn't seem that hard. I already felt like I might explode.
"Pfh... haa... Oppa."
"Yeah."
"I said shift it aside, so why'd you put it between my thighs?"
"Bend it too much when it's this hard, and it hurts."
"...That's just cheating. Warning, oppa."
According to the unexpectedly strict Judge Kim Gyeo-ul, I got hit with a warning. She pulled my dick out from between her thighs, pressed it right back against her navel, and wrapped her legs around my waist, hanging off me.
"You cheated, so sit down."
"Sit?"
"...You can lean against the pillow. Sit."
I obeyed obediently, holding the dangling Gyeo-ul as I sat on the bed. The sweet position of sitting face-to-face, kissing. If one of us bent at the waist, our eye levels mismatched; if we both kept straight, our whole bodies pressed together.
...No matter how I thought about it, I wasn't gonna lose.
"...If you win, oppa, what're you gonna do to me?"
"Hmm?"
The moment I answered, she bit my lip.
"If I win, I'm gonna do this."
"Bite me?"
"Lay you down just like this. Nibble your ears and stuff... keep going with just my hands or tits. Even if you beg me to stop, I won't."
"...Isn't that too much?"
"Why? You only look at me with those lewd eyes anyway. I'm just giving you lewd stuff."
This time, her sultry voice tempted me. My dick twitched at that terrifying plan. But it didn't sound that bad.
"Sex with you always wears me out anyway—I can never beat you in stamina. At least five? Six times? ...Make you cum that much, then when you're exhausted, do whatever I want."
"I'd die. For real."
"It's fine. You did that to me last time and didn't die."
No comeback for that. I always fell for her provocations, pounding away until she tired out first. But that was me setting the pace... if she went at her own rhythm, she wouldn't stop jerking me off even after I came. That scared me a bit.
"I don't even like sex that much. I just put up with it 'cause you love it so much, you know?"
"You?"
Her bombshell from the sister who wheedled for sex whenever she was bored made my head spin for a second. Come on, that doesn't make sense.
"No, I don't hate it... but it tires me out, y'know? At first, when you go at it ha~rd, my head feels all floaty...
"..."
"These days, two times is okay. But from the third, my head gets weird... kinda scary."
"...Am I scary?"
"No? I'm scared, so I cling to you."
She snuggled into me again, sucking on my shoulder with wet kisses.
"Once I give in... I can't say no anymore. Feels like I'd do anything you ask. That's what scares me."
"..."
"You always go thump thump till I'm wiped out. I can't even move."
"...How am I supposed to hold back when you say stuff like that."
"That's why if you win, it'd be kinda scary."
Lewd words followed by a lewd kiss. My glans brushed her skin here and there through the condom, building the urge to cum.
"Haa... If you win, oppa, you're gonna make me do all sorts of lewd stuff, right?"
"Obviously."
"Like what?"
"Take pictures. Make the condom spill out."
We'd never taken that kind of pic since we rarely used them. Perfect—the hotel had mirrors. Gyeo-ul with her bathrobe open, tits fully exposed. A cum-filled condom casually on her thigh. Me kneading those tits from behind, hugging her tight. ...Just imagining it got me hard.
"...Total pervert. Human trash."
"You said you'd do anything if I won."
"If you win."
"Wanna guess what else?"
We both knew exactly what would happen. She'd promised to do anything for me plenty of times, and I'd had my way plenty too. The answer was obvious.
"...I know, but I'm not saying."
"Why?"
"If I say it, it gives you an advantage."
Sensing she'd wised up and stopped the dirty talk, I shoved my tongue in to mess with her judgment. She accepted it without resistance, getting me so excited I pressed our bodies right to the edge of crossing the line.
The pressure on my dick. Almost there. Just a little more movement, and I could do it.
"Pha... press... ha... ah... Oppa..."
"Yeah."
"You... okay if you don't cum?"
"Just wait a bit."
"If I say I'm tired of kissing here, you lose."
A light taunt. But I had no intention of ignoring it. I answered with an even longer kiss instead of words. Flick my tongue here, and she loves it. Nibble there, and she doesn't get mad. We'd grown so familiar with each other, yet the stimulation only intensified day by day.
"...Ha... ah. You really okay not cumming? Even if a little precum leaks... you win."
Her voice, cheering me on even though I was the opponent.
"If you don't cum like this... you can't do whatever you want?"
"..."
"Lay me on the bed, hug me tight from above..."
Her humid breath tickled my eardrum.
"No... condom. Shove it all the way inside, just how you like..."
Her nipple's bump teased my heart.
"If I lose, I can't say no... kisses, tits... you can grope however you want..."
The softness of her sweat-damp tits, even after toweling off.
"You could cum... deep inside... You really gonna hold back?"
My dick throbbed, ready to burst. Just a little more. One more brush, and I'd win.
"Oppa."
"...Yeah."
"You love me?"
"...I love you."
"I love you too... so, so much."
"...Yeah."
"So love me... even more?"
But like she didn't want me to cum from stimulation alone, she poured out endless love confessions and stuck to my lips again.
Haa... My brain. My brain's melting. Someone said emotions have no substance? Bullshit. They're electrical signals. Enough to fry your brain. Burst your heart... make a person or two dance to your tune, no problem.
"Mmph... hnn... huu..."
"Haa... ha... ah..."
It was just pressed against her stomach, with only minor presses during hugs—no big stimulation. But I came a surprising amount, shocking even myself. Not everything squeezed out, but considering I'd already gone once earlier... plenty of cum.
"...Can I check yours, oppa?"
"Go ahead."
Gyeo-ul got off me. She eyed my still grotesquely erect dick, then slowly peeled off the condom. Thick, sticky cum filled it. Lips pressed tight, she placed it on the bedside table so it wouldn't spill onto the bed, then lay back facing me, baring her stomach.
Head at the bed's foot. Toes at the headboard. Gyeo-ul, upside down.
"...I lost again. To you, oppa."
"Yeah. I win again."
"I don't think I'll ever beat you. You like me too much."
"...Maybe someday."
"But I lost now, so..."
She spread her legs just a bit—not too slutty, but blatantly lewd.
"...Do whatever you want with me?"
Ears and cheeks flushed red. Head whipped aside to avoid my gaze. Hands spreading her pussy wide.
Even right after cumming, I couldn't refuse that temptation.
"Haht... hht..."
"Haa... Kim Gyeo-ul..."
"O...ppa just... came... why aren't you... tired..."
"...You're the one who won't let me tire."
Arms hooked under her thighs, thrusting her chest out. So lewd. But not enough. This much contact wasn't satisfying.
"Mmph... mph... hek..."
"...Huu. Ha... I love you."
"I know..."
Sex always came with kisses. Overlapping every reachable mucous membrane, pressing every bit of skin together—that was purest bliss. Sharing heated body temps. Heartbeats racing dangerously fast. Vibrations felt with every body overlap. All of it.
"Haa... Oppa~..."
"Yeah..."
"Earlier~... I said~ I don't~ like se~x that much~... but..."
"...Liar."
"Heh, heh... hehe. ...Busted."
She grinned leisurely, still composed compared to my boiling heat, confessing her lie with a beaming smile. I couldn't just watch.
"Haat, ah, mmph..."
"I love you."
"Don't say that stuff while going thump thump~ haht...!"
Thud, thud. If it were our bed at home, it'd be creaking for sure with these intense thrusts. More than just flesh slapping—wet sounds too. But you always loved the onomatopoeia thump thump.
"Wa...it, oppa~!"
"Don't like it?"
She shook her head no.
"Hahk. I~ like it... my belly's... rumbling..."
"...Tiring?"
Another head shake. But her words didn't quite match her gesture.
"...If you~ kiss me, I'll be~ fine! Hahp, mph..."
Seemed contradictory at first glance, but we both knew what she meant. No need for nods or shakes—I overlapped our tongues again.
We clung so tight, nothing visible ahead. Just faint light seeping through eyelids. But the warmth and softness touching us told everything.
Getting warmer like this. Heat approaching. Burning hotter. Then, like now. Like this. Slowly cooling.
Body. Mind. Everything.
"Heh... mmph... heh... hek..."
"...Haaaa. Ha. Haa."
We caught our breaths, confirming each other's presence. Sweat-soaked, our joined parts probably filthy with fluids. Nah. Not filthy. Proof of love.
"Oppa..."
"...What, Gyeo-ul."
"...You really like me a lot."
"Obviously."
"Love me like this forever?"
"That might be tough."
"Why not?"
"I'll love you more than this."
"...Don't say promises you can't keep. Idiot."
Feeling her embrace in every inch after the usual "idiot" jab. We just breathed together for a bit. As our bodies cooled, somehow my mind warmed up again.