Episode 35: Choi Si-eun Is Still...

35. Choi Sieun Is Still...

I woke up with a sudden urge to pee and rushed to the bathroom, and now I was thirsty.

"Ugh, so thirsty..."

"What, you're up?"

Rubbing my still-sleepy eyes, I trudged forward and bumped into someone because I didn't see them.

"Ah, Nuna."

Eunhwi-nuna caught me in a soft hug anyway, so it wasn't much of a jolt.

She gently cupped my cheek and let out a little snort of amusement.

"You ate chicken before bed and swelled right up, huh?"

"Yeah? Is it bad?"

‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠"Yep, your eyes and cheeks are all puffy."

"Where are you going, though?"

"Hm? The skincare clinic."

I shifted my gaze to the clock on the wall. Eight a.m.

"This early?"

"If I go early and get it done, I can relax properly afterwards. And morning appointments are at least a little less hot..."

"Ah, that makes sense."

"Rest up with Sieun."

"Yeah, see you later."

I saw Eunhwi-nuna off, dumped the rest of the water I'd been drinking on the table straight into my mouth, and climbed back into bed.

"Mmm... did Eunhwi leave?"

"Yeah."

Sieun-nuna slid into my arms and murmured sleepily. I once read a post somewhere that a girlfriend is at her prettiest and cutest when she mumbles like that—right before falling asleep or right after waking up. Sieun-nuna was exactly that.

As I stroked her hair, something else caught my eye.

"Your hair turned out really well."

"Right? Korea-han did a good job..."

The root touch-up—or was it bleaching?—we got together at the salon the day before yesterday had come out great.

Maybe because it had only been a few days, her already soft hair felt even softer.

"Feels nice."

"Keep petting me."

Sieun-nuna was definitely drowsy, saying things she normally wouldn't as she drifted back to sleep.

Stroking her hair, I slipped back into slumber too.

"Hey, come on, get up."

"Ugh, I wanna sleep more."

The blanket-burrower wouldn't come out of bed. I had no choice but to use a little force.

I scooped up the burrower and dumped her straight onto the sofa.

"Ack! Hey!"

The burrower tried to spring up from the shock, but I'd tied the blanket around her before lifting ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her, so she couldn't get out.

Leaving the burrower on the sofa for a moment, I started cleaning.

"Phew."

By the time I finished cleaning, the burrower ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had already escaped the blanket and gone into the bathroom to wash up.

I cleared away her shed cocoon, then went into the small bathroom to shower as well.

"Sijun-ah, dry your hair and then come help me."

"Okay."

When I came out after showering, Nuna asked me to dry her hair, so I gave my own a quick, rough toweling-off.

"Huh?"

I couldn't hear well over the dryer, but Nuna must have said something, because she poked me in the side.

"You can't dry it like that. Sit down."

Nuna got up from her chair, pushed me into it, and restyled my bangs for me.

"Oh... ah..."

I'd clearly learned this a couple of days ago, but it felt brand new.

"You're this good at doing my hair, so why do you half-ass your own..."

"Everyone half-asses their own hair. You do the same thing."

"Even women?"

"If they're not going out, they don't even wash up, you know."

"Ah... well, you should at least wash, come on."

This was the part where my illusions about women got shattered. At first they never acted like that, but once I got comfortable, their true nature came right out and broke the fantasy.

"Sit here."

"Okay."

Now we swapped places, and I dried Sieun-nuna's hair.

"Easier than Eunhwi-nuna."

"You think so?"

Even though both had long hair, Eunhwi-nuna's wavy style was different. Sieun-nuna's just needed to be straightened down.

"They say straight hair is actually harder."

"Oh yeah? Maybe I'm just not a pro, so it seems easier."

After I painstakingly dried her hair, she went right back to bed.

I let out a sigh, then realized I had nothing in particular to do either, so I climbed into bed with her.

"What's with you? If you were gonna get in anyway, don't sigh like that."

"You're right."

I nestled into her arms and breathed in her skin scent.

"That tickles. Don't exhale."

"Hooo~"

Nuna quivered from the ticklishness, then lifted my chin and pressed her lips to mine.

"Mwah! Mwah!"

"What's this? This innocent vibe?"

It felt different from our usual kisses.

"I listened to you talk about your date yesterday, and I thought maybe we should try acting like we did at the beginning again."

"Nuna."

"Hm?"

"That's impossible."

A woman who says she'll act like the first time kisses me twice, then licks her lips with her tongue because it isn't enough—how is that supposed to feel like the first time?

"It isn't, is it?"

"Why don't you ever act in moments ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like these?"

"Why would I? I'm too busy feeling it to bother with acting."

"That's fair."

With my final word, we kissed again.

"Mwah! Smack! Schluuup~"

Maybe because we'd only just brushed our teeth, the kiss had a cold sensation.

"It's cold..."

"You too, Nuna?"

We paused the kiss, leaned our foreheads together, and giggled.

"Hooo~"

"Hooo~"

Without any coordination, we both blew out a puff of air at the same time and burst out laughing.

"Pfft-ahaha, my stomach hurts."

Once we'd calmed down, we held each other again.

"We're so childish."

"You're only realizing that now?"

I gave her self-deprecation a small tease.

"You're at least better off. Do you know how hard it is for me?"

"Seems like it. You look completely drained when you get home from work."

After those words, we focused entirely on kissing.

"Smack! Schluuup~ Sllrp... Guehk~ Gnnhup♥ Keurruk."

As our lips met, that cavernous sound and the noise of trapped air catching, then releasing, battered my eardrums. That sound, in turn, ignited us further, making the kiss even more intense.

"Gnnhup... Pwah-haa, haa, haa♥ Heyyk."

"Haa, haa, haa."

We briefly parted and caught our ragged breaths. You can breathe while kissing, but when it gets this wild, breathing through your nose just isn't enough.

"Mwah!"

We shared one more light kiss before I slowly made my way downward.

"Ahng!"

My lips had barely touched her neck, and she reacted so sensitively.

"Still sensitive?"

"Uh-huh... but not as bad as last time."

She'd always been sensitive, but last time was especially intense. If that were the case today, I'd have to be careful, so I checked in.

I swiftly descended, pushed Nuna's T-shirt up, gathered her breasts together, and kneaded them lightly.

"Hnnng!"

"Sit up for a sec."

"Mm."

I gently pulled Nuna upright, peeled off her shirt, and took off mine as well.

"Oh... you've gotten a lot more definition?"

Nuna felt my chest and let out a little exclamation.

"It's barely been three months, how could there be any real definition?"

"No, compared to the first time I saw it, you've lost some fat and it's taken shape."

"Yeah?"

I hadn't seen much of a difference myself, but hearing her say that made the effort feel worthwhile.

I cradled Nuna's head and laid her down gently, then buried my nose in her chest.

"Sluurp, haa."

"Yah~ that tickles."

I breathed in the valley of her breasts while my hands barely grazed them—so lightly it was almost not touching, raising goosebumps.

"Hnngk..."

I lifted my head slightly to look at Nuna's face. Her head was tipped back, chin trembling faintly.

I took Nuna's right nipple into my mouth, teasing and sucking it with my tongue, while my hand kept stimulating her left breast.

"Heyyk♥ Hnnk, Sijun-ah..."

Nuna lifted her hips slightly for a moment before lowering them again, then cradled my head and shivered.

I waited until the strength in her arms loosened, then shifted my mouth to the left side.

"If I only do one side, the other one gets jealous..."

At my silly remark, I heard Nuna let out a quiet, amused laugh.

I wanted to apply the same stimulation, but since my spit had already wet it, it was hard to control the ghost-light touch that would mimic the dry sensation. So instead, I just grabbed the nipple and gave it a gentle twist while sucking firmly on the one in my mouth.

"Schluurp."

"Haaauuunk!!! ♥ Sijun-ah!!!"

The stimulation must have been strong—her pronunciation was already slurring.

I wanted to keep sucking her breasts, but I forced myself to look away and moved downward. Placing light kisses on her belly, I slipped a hand inside her panties.

"Haa... heu... hii... Hnngk!!"

Nuna's breathing, which had steadied as I passed her belly, turned sharp again the moment my hand inside her panties lightly brushed her clitoris.

"Lift up just a little."

I wanted to explore more through her panties, but I was too eager to taste Nuna's flesh, so I hastily pulled them down.

"Haa... so pretty."

Part of it was just talk to get Nuna excited and happy, but she really was pretty.

People say that if you masturbate a lot, the lips naturally spread and the color darkens, but she must have a blessed body. She still had a tight, closed slit and that pink color like a virgin.

I placed my hand on Nuna's tight slit, spread it open gently, and pressed my lips to it.

"Hnng!!"

She was definitely sensitive there; she gave me a reactive shudder just from the touch of my mouth.

To truly taste Nuna's inner flesh, which I hadn't been able to savor properly last time because of how rushed we were, I slipped my tongue into her slit.

"Heyyk!! Sijun-ah!"

The lewd sound echoed through the bedroom, and I was busy lapping up Nuna's arousal fluid.

Even so, I turned my eyes to look at Nuna. She was holding her legs back with her hands, spread wide for me to lick better.

"Haa..."

I wiped the moisture from around my mouth and gazed down at Nuna, who was panting.

"You're seriously flexible, Nuna."

Her knees were pulled up near her chest, legs spread wide open, and her arms were sticking more than halfway out to the sides, flailing a little.

I'd kind of wanted to receive a blowjob from Nuna today, but seeing this sight, that was out of the question now.

I yanked off my underwear and pants in a hurry and rubbed my rigidly erect cock against Nuna's pussy.

"Haa... Sijun-ah, no, no."

Maybe the foreplay had gone on a bit long. Still trembling all over, Nuna stared into my eyes and shook her head.

"Really, no... just a second."

"Really no?"

"Yeah, please... please... please..."

She begged me vigorously while shaking her head from side to side. But contrary to her words and her nodding, Nuna's hips kept lowering and pressing down, wanting to swallow my cock.

"Your pussy says otherwise, Nuna."

I pulled the head cleanly out of her pussy, which had already halfway swallowed the glans.

"Haaweuk♥!"

Even that alone seemed to be too much stimulation for her. She squeezed her eyes shut and curled up.

"Nuna."

"Nnng?"

"Really no?"

"Yeah, no, please... just wait a little... Hnngk!!!!!!!!!!!"

Waiting was far too difficult a task, so I drove my cock straight forward.

"Kkhuck..."

She must have been genuinely sensitive, because Nuna's pussy wrapped around my cock inch by inch, like some kind of tentacle.