An Unfamiliar Scent
Haun and Hayeon stood in front of the officetel where Ju-ran worked. Neither of them could bring themselves to take a single step.
“While I’m gone, are you going to do it with another woman?”
Of all the things she could ask. He probably would have to.
“That’s…”
An endless abyss. The darkness that had occasionally flickered across his face whenever another woman was mentioned was now even thicker.
Ju-ran had simply assumed it was a shadow born of guilt toward her, but now that she thought about it, it wasn’t just that. Maybe that was why she couldn’t press him further—her instincts had sensed there was something else.
“What kind of bitch is it? The one bothering you.”
“Huh?”
“Yesterday when we met, and even now… you look like you’re about to die. The moment I mention another girl.”
She’d caught on. But he couldn’t possibly tell her about his sister.
“You’re misunderstanding. I just hate sending you away.”
Haun tried to smile, but to Ju-ran it only looked bitter.
“If anyone’s bothering you, tell me. I’ll stomp them into the fucking ground.”
Now that she had finally gotten close to him, Ju-ran couldn’t bear to dig any deeper in case it pushed him away.
That’s exactly why I can’t say anything.
Still, the thought of his little sister getting beaten by this terrifying woman made his blood run cold. Besides, this whole situation was the result of his own foolish wish.
“There’s no one like that. And even if there were, don’t even think about dirtying your hands for me. I know the past is the past, but I’d rather you didn’t jump straight to violence as the solution anymore.”
Saying it out loud almost made him laugh.
What the hell am I saying? That’s the kind of line a female gangster character would spit out.
He glanced sideways at Ju-ran, who was watching him with a puzzled look as he chuckled to himself, then quickly covered it with the laughter that had already slipped out.
“Ah, it’s funny. You thought I was depressed because another woman was harassing me?”
“Don’t worry and just go. I’ll keep my dick hard and waiting for you ♡”
The moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them. He’d blurted it out too hastily in his rush to hide the truth. Time alone with her wouldn’t come easily.
Completely unaware of Haun’s inner thoughts, Ju-ran couldn’t resist the sweet whisper against her ear. She pressed her lips to his with a quick chu♡.
“Seriously, seducing me right before I have to leave… When I get back, you’d better be ready. I’m going to fuck you like a damn dog ♡”
“Yeah… I’d like that…”
The satisfaction he’d felt at successfully changing the mood quickly faded the moment Ju-ran disappeared into the office. His footsteps as he turned to leave felt unbearably heavy.
On the way home, Haun kept sniffing at himself, checking his own scent. He had washed thoroughly at the end, but he was terrified his sister’s supernatural sense of smell might pick up the scent of another woman. That was why he had pushed Ju-ran away when she clung to him, saying it would be embarrassing in front of others.
The house came into view and gradually grew closer. The place that had been a sanctuary just days ago now felt like a labor camp.
Standing in front of the gate, he looked up at the house that seemed unusually tall, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
As soon as he stepped into the living room, his mother—who had been watching TV while stretching—stopped and walked over to him.
“You didn’t contact Hayeon? She’s upset.”
Guess Kkotok wasn’t enough.
“She’s really holding a grudge. She says we can’t just let it slide when you come home this late or suddenly stay out overnight like this.”
It wasn’t the kind of anger Haun had imagined. His sister had deliberately set this up so he couldn’t avoid it.
“She ran away from home herself.”
Haun had assumed she’d tasted the bitterness of reality and come back after three days, but there was something neither he nor his mother knew. Hayeon had gone to meet their father.
His thinking wasn’t entirely wrong—after wandering for days, the cold attitude their father had shown her was reality too.
“That was when she was still immature.”
Their mother spoke casually, but Haun could never forget what she had looked like that day. She had searched for her daughter all day, returned with the expression of someone who had lost the entire world, cried herself to sleep without even wiping her tears, then suddenly opened her eyes and rushed out again like a madwoman, saying she had to find Hayeon.
Even now, thinking about that day felt like thorns sprouting in his heart.
He resented Hayeon for using their mother as a shackle to bind him. Cunning bitch…
That was precisely why her scheme was so effective. A snake the size of a house was coiling around his entire body, leaving him unable to move.
She appeared from the second floor.
“Come here for a second.”
“Yeah, Hayeon, give your brother a good scolding.”
Their mother was simply glad to see her daughter upset over her brother’s misbehavior. After all, she had been so starved for attention that indifference had left her heart bruised and numb.
Swallowing his disgust, Haun climbed the stairs toward his sister.
“Mom, go into your room.”
“Alright. But don’t be too harsh on him.”
Completely unaware of what was about to happen upstairs, their mother smiled brightly and disappeared into the master bedroom.
The place Hayeon dragged him into was her own room. She closed the door, pulled off the oversized sweatshirt she was wearing, and sat on the edge of the bed. Beneath the long top, only a tiny crop top remained over her short pants, exposing the underside of her breasts.
It was an underboob top she had bought yesterday while walking with her friends, specifically to turn her brother on. But all Haun could think was that it would look good on Ju-ran.
“So? Have you sorted out that confusion of yours?”
Yeah… I have.
He had decided that someday he would leave this house. He didn’t have a detailed plan yet, but if an opportunity came. In preparation for that moment, he had concluded that he needed to pretend to submit to Hayeon and lure her into lowering her guard.
“What’s spilled can’t be put back in the glass… So my body… you can do whatever you want with it.”
Even so, he couldn’t bring himself to lie and say he would see her as a woman.
That part clearly bothered Hayeon.
“Then come over here and take out your dick.”
Without a word, Haun stood in front of her, unbuckled his belt, and pulled down the zipper. When he lowered his underwear, his massive cock emerged.
It was good that he was acting obedient, but…
“Why isn’t this one listening to me?”
She flicked his limp cock with her finger.
“When your little sister wears something sexy, shouldn’t you get hard so it’s easy to eat?”
And there was an unfamiliar soapy scent. The rich, cock-like musk that should have pleasantly filled her nose and stirred her lust was nowhere to be found. Instead, only a suspicious, almost foul odor wafted up.
Come on…
After saying he needed time to properly look at their relationship, there was no way he would have offered his dick to some other bitch, right?
They had only just realized their feelings and were about to change, but they had spent so much time together. Her brother wasn’t that kind of person.
“Where did you sleep?”
“At a friend’s house…”
She pushed the creeping suspicion to the back of her mind. She trusted her brother. She had to trust him. Otherwise, their future would be completely ruined.
“Who?”
“You wouldn’t know even if I told you.”
It had only been about a week since Hayeon had taken an interest in her brother. She couldn’t possibly know all of Haun’s connections.
Normally, if Haun told a hasty lie he would stutter and get caught immediately, but with thorough planning and mental rehearsal, he could overcome a crisis like this. It was the result of practicing the story over and over in his head during the walk back after parting with Ju-ran.
“Why did you wash? You know I like the smell of your cock, yet you cleaned it before coming back to me?”
Slap—
She hated her brother for making her feel this unpleasant suspicion, so she gave his cock a light smack. The large shaft swung limply. It didn’t hurt, but it was humiliating.
“This won’t do. Stand right in the middle of the room.”
Enduring the humiliation, Haun stood in the center of his sister’s room, which had a white color scheme accented with soft pink here and there.
“Take off your clothes.”
Haun shyly removed his clothes. If he had stripped boldly it might have been less arousing, but to Hayeon his movements were incredibly erotic.
Her brother’s smooth skin was completely exposed. His delicate yet moderately fleshed-out body looked soft, with a frame that was visible but not bony. Combined with the wild, delicious contrast of his massive cock jutting out from between thick pubic hair, it made her mouth water.
“Hmm… but… something’s missing… Besides the fact that your dick isn’t hard… Ah, perfect. I have just the thing.”
After pondering for a moment, Hayeon seemed to remember something. She lifted the blanket at the end of the bed, picked up the pink bra she had worn and taken off yesterday, and threw it at him.
“Put it on.”
“W-what!?”
No matter how many times he had been forced into women’s clothing, he had never worn underwear before.
“I said put it on. You said I could do whatever I want with your body. Wear the bra I wore yesterday—it’s soaked with my scent. Smell my tit smell with your nose too.”
“I… I don’t know how to put this on…”
“Ugh, just slip your hands through the straps.”
“The back…”
“You see the hook there? Just fasten it.”
Haun tried to put it on like a t-shirt, starting with the hook, only to be scolded.
“You clueless idiot. You’re supposed to put your arms through first, then reach behind and hook it. That’s what makes it hot.”
Haun couldn’t understand what was arousing about a man doing that, but he vaguely recalled hearing stories about men being attracted to women wearing their own clothes, so he figured it must be something similar.
Watching her brother twist his body awkwardly as he reached behind to fasten the hook while wearing the bra was quite entertaining for Hayeon.
But once he had it on, there was still something she didn’t like.
“Haah… Look at this? You’re wearing a bra that smells like my tits and your dick still won’t get hard?”
“No, it’s just… your nose is too sensitive, Hayeon.”
In truth, a faint pleasant fragrance had reached him, but the scent that already filled this room was simply everyday life to Haun—it was the presence of family. There was no way it would turn him on. On top of that, the disgust of wearing women’s underwear had caused his already absent sexual desire to plummet straight through the floor.
“Fine, whatever. The punishment hasn’t even started yet.”
This hasn’t even started?
Haun felt despair.
“Raise your arms and put your hands behind your head.”
Wondering what she was going to make him do, Haun still obeyed. So far, it was bearable.
“Spread your legs, bend your knees, and make an O shape.”
That vulgar pose…
Anxiety began to creep in.
“Now dance. Penis Dance ♡”
He had never heard of or seen such a dance, but he had a pretty good idea what it was.