A Tense Gathering: Jiwon and Eun-kyung at Mingyu's House
The feeling of being played was unmistakable.
It left a strangely unpleasant aftertaste, as if she'd been lightly dismissed somewhere along the way.
Like she'd been dancing on a stage Aran had set up.
Whether Aran knew it or not, Eun-kyung clung tightly to Mingyu's back, breathing in his scent with little sniffs before pressing her chest against him and rubbing her cheek softly along his spine.
The sensation—affection, obsession, or perhaps both—flowed down his back in a subtle, lingering warmth.
...Well, if she likes me this much, being played along isn't so bad.
"Noona?"
"Y-Yes...!?"
Eun-kyung jolted in surprise.
"Want to sit next to me? I've got something I'm curious about. And... I think it's time I dropped the honorifics with you, right?"
"U-Um...! Okay... I-I'll drop them too... then...!"
Eun-kyung scooted right up beside him, linking her arm through his and nuzzling her cheek against his sleeve while she waited for him to speak. A small, contented sigh escaped her lips.
"You said Aran-seonsaengnim already knows everything about my relationship with Jiwon."
When Mingyu asked carefully, Eun-kyung averted her eyes for a moment before nodding.
"Y-Yeah... Aran-seonsaengnim told me..."
"A-About you and... J-Jiwon-seonsaengnim... in the practice building... how you... Master and his bitch..."
"I didn't see it myself... but Aran-seonsaengnim said..."
She drew in a breath and added even more cautiously,
"That you two... looked perfect together... like a real Master and his bitch. That you seemed like a true Master... and even the way you handled the teaching assistant stuff looked really cool..."
Eun-kyung pinched the edge of his sleeve with her fingertips and mumbled without realizing it.
"I've... always wondered what it feels like to become a man's bitch..."
Then her gaze drifted to the clock. It was getting late. With everything that had happened, her head felt cluttered, and she decided it was best to call it a night.
"It's pretty late. Want me to walk you home? We can talk more tomorrow, or even on the phone."
Mingyu stood up, and Eun-kyung followed, though a subtle distance had formed between them. They left the empty classroom and walked awkwardly side by side until they reached the school gate.
"Your place is this way, right? I'll walk you home."
When Mingyu stepped forward naturally, Eun-kyung stopped, gripping the strap of her bag tightly.
"Noona?"
She kept her eyes down and spoke softly.
"I-I promised... that next time I'd walk you home... so I have to take you..."
Mingyu reached out. "No, you don't have to."
Eun-kyung shook her head hard.
"No... I can't... I promised I'd walk you..."
She turned one step toward the direction of his house.
"Haa... Guess there's no helping it. Noona's pretty stubborn, huh?"
Mingyu sighed lightly and nodded.
"Alright. Then I'll be in your care, Noona."
Eun-kyung smiled faintly and nodded without another word.
After walking about ten minutes, they reached the area near Mingyu's one-room apartment. He turned to her.
"Noona, it's fine. We're almost there. You should head back now—it's getting dark."
Eun-kyung didn't stop walking. She just muttered,
"I... want to see you go inside..."
Then she walked ahead of him, turning confidently toward his building.
Huh...? She knows where I live?
Mingyu hurried to catch up.
"Noona... do you know where my place is?"
Without turning around, she answered quietly.
"Y-Yeah... Because I like you, Mingyu... I've been paying a lot of attention..."
...How does she even know the exact address? Did Aran-seonsaengnim tell her that too...?
A faint chill ran down Mingyu's spine as they arrived in front of his building. Eun-kyung stopped and spoke softly.
"I... want to stay at your place for a little while too..."
Mingyu flinched and turned to her.
Jiwon might come over today...
"Ah, well..."
Before he could finish, Eun-kyung spoke clearly, though quietly.
"I-I'm curious... what kind of face Jiwon-seonsaengnim will make... if she sees me at your place..."
Her voice was almost a whisper, but the lewdness in it was unmistakable.
...Fair point.
Mingyu lowered his eyes for a moment.
Just knowing Aran-seonsaengnim was watching made me finish way faster than usual. It was that stimulating. And Eun-kyung... she knows everything, yet she still likes me—still sees me as her Master...
He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them.
The problem is Jiwon... But she did say it herself. "I don't care if you sleep with other women." I wonder if she really meant it...
Letting out a quiet breath as if sorting his thoughts, Mingyu looked at Eun-kyung.
"Alright, Noona. But... if Jiwon comes, honestly, I've never even imagined how she'd react. I don't know either. Let's just go up for now."
Eun-kyung naturally linked her arm with his again, leaning against his shoulder with a happy expression as they climbed the stairs together.
When Mingyu opened the door, Eun-kyung clasped her hands in front of her and spoke carefully.
"Th-Thank you... It really feels like a dream..."
She stepped inside and naturally perched on the edge of his bed—the spot Jiwon usually sat in. Smiling softly, she said,
"M-Mingyu... when Jiwon-seonsaengnim comes... I'll talk to her properly. I-I'm still your Noona, after all..."
Mingyu leaned against the wall beside the bed and added quietly,
"...Yeah. My head's a mess. Too much happened in just a few hours. Noona, I'm gonna take a shower first... I need to clear my head with some cold water."
He tapped his wrist lightly.
"Can you wait a bit? Guys shower way faster than you think. I'll be right out."
Eun-kyung nodded with a small smile.
"O-Okay... Go ahead..."
Just as Mingyu reached for the bathroom door handle, Eun-kyung—who had followed silently—slipped her hand between the door and frame to stop it from closing.
"Wait..."
Mingyu spun around in shock.
"Huh...? Noona?! You almost got hurt...!"
Eun-kyung leaned her face into the gap and spoke clearly, though softly.
"I... want to watch you shower, Mingyu... And I'm sorry... I won't do anything dangerous again... I just couldn't help myself because I was in a hurry..."
Blushing, she crouched down in front of the bathroom door with an expectant look and waved her hand as if to say "don't mind me, just go wash up."
Well... I've already creampied her pussy. Acting shy now would be weird.
"Got it. I'll be quick."
Mingyu stepped inside and began stripping off his clothes one by one—shirt, pants, underwear. From behind him, Eun-kyung's voice came softly.
"Give me your clothes, Mingyu..."
Still crouched, she held out both hands. Mingyu handed them over without a word, and she cradled them carefully against her chest. Staring at his naked body with wide eyes, she asked in a small voice,
"D-Did you... shower with Jiwon-seonsaengnim too?"
Mingyu paused while turning on the water.
"Huh...? Ah, well, that's..."
Just then—
Click.
The front door handle turned. Through the slowly opening gap came a familiar voice.
"I'm home...?"
It was Jiwon.
Mingyu's entire body stiffened at the sound coming from beyond the bathroom door. His heart dropped. He couldn't even swallow.
But the more serious problem was right in front of the bathroom door—Eun-kyung, still crouched there, holding his clothes.
She slowly turned her head toward the entrance.
"Ah... You're here. Hello."
Her voice no longer trembled. She didn't stutter out of habit. Instead, she spoke in a flat, cold, dry tone—like a chilly wind.
Her expression wasn't one of welcome. It was the look of someone facing an intruder.
Jiwon stood frozen in the doorway, trying to read the situation. The sound of running water from the bathroom, Eun-kyung sitting there, and the pile of Mingyu's clothes in her arms. The room was deathly quiet.
Eun-kyung slowly lifted her head. As if she'd prepared the words in advance, she spoke calmly while pressing Mingyu's underwear to her nose and inhaling deeply.
"Huuuuh~~ Haa... It's fine."
"I already know everything—that you and Mingyu have a Master-submissive relationship, that you had sex, that you're his bitch. So you don't need to worry."
She added an awkward smile at the end, gripping his clothes tightly with one hand. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but her voice remained strangely calm.
Jiwon was momentarily speechless, but soon forced a smile.
"...No, seriously... Eun-kyung, why are you even here—"
Before she could finish, Eun-kyung let out a short laugh and tilted her head.
"Isn't it stranger for a married teacher to be here? That's what I think..."
The quiet words hung in the air. Mingyu frantically splashed water over himself, wrapped a towel around his waist, and burst out of the bathroom.
"I'll... I'll explain, Jiwon—"
Jiwon didn't even look at him. She simply stared straight at Eun-kyung with a blank expression. In that brief silence, it seemed she'd already finished calculating. She gave a tiny nod.
This bitch... she knows everything? That I'm a bitch too, and my relationship with Master... She wants to do it with him, doesn't she? How bold of this little girl...
Jiwon soon turned to Mingyu with a much gentler, softer voice than usual.
"Oh my, Master~ You'll catch a cold at this rate."
She kicked off her shoes and hurried over to his side. Without a word, she knelt down, untied the towel at his waist, and—almost as if showing off to Eun-kyung—began slowly wiping the water from his feet upward. Her hands moved carefully along his wet calves and thighs with practiced ease. When they reached his cock, she gently pulled back the foreskin and wiped the glistening head clean. Then she leaned in and planted a small kiss on the tip, sucking lightly to draw out any remaining moisture before looking up at Mingyu with a bright smile.
"If I'd known Eun-kyung was coming, you should've told me earlier~ Do you know how surprised I was, thinking she didn't know about us? Really, Master..."
Her eyes curved even more sweetly than usual, full of aegyo. She was deliberately showing Eun-kyung their relationship—how she always washed her Master like this, how she could kiss his cock without permission. She was making a clear declaration to Eun-kyung right then and there.
I am this man's complete and total bitch.