Episode 79: Park Ha-ru Is Scary?!
"Son of a bitch! What's wrong with you?!"
There was a woman in my house, yelling her lungs out and burning with frustration as she chugged water.
Eunhwi-nuna and I had huddled together in one corner, avoiding her, wrapped in each other's arms as we watched.
"Hoo... so goddamn frustrating... oppa! You get that?"
The woman who'd been venting called out to me, then fixed me and Eunhwi-nuna with an odd stare.
"What are you two doing just standing there like that?"
She tilted her head as she looked at us, and a distinct sense of dread crawled down my spine.
"Who are you?"
I asked because I genuinely wanted to know.
"What do you mean, who am I?"
The woman looked at me like the question itself was absurd... and that woman was none other than one of my girlfriends, Park Haru.
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Not long after I got home, the doorbell rang.
"Hey, oppa~"
"You're here?"
"Yep. Where's Eunhwi unni?"
"Nuna's at a department head meeting."
"Ah~ right, unni is a department head..."
I forgot about it myself sometimes. Everyone had a tendency to forget that Ji Eunhwi was a department head.
"But oppa, why are you at home?"
"It's a department head meeting..."
"But you're the Department Manager."
"They told me I wasn't supposed to go."
The department heads were gathering ahead of the second semester, but I didn't really know what they discussed. If something important came up that a TA needed to act on, they'd pass it down afterward. From what I gathered, the meetings were mostly for sharing information exclusively among the faculty.
"That's surprising... if you think about it, aren't you basically the second or third in command in the department?"
"Nah, nothing like that. I'm just a TA."
"Hmm..."
"Does it matter? Anyway, my arms hurt."
Haru had started pelting me with curious questions the moment she walked in, so I'd been standing there with my arms open for a while, and they were starting to ache.
"Ah, sorry!"
Haru apologized and threw herself into my embrace. A different scent than usual drifted from her.
"Huh? Did you change shampoo?"
"Oh! How could you tell?"
"The scent is different."
"So sharp. Smooch! Smooch!"
Looking thoroughly satisfied, Haru gently pulled my neck down and planted two light kisses on my lips.
Slurp, slick.
But our greeting didn't end with a light peck. It only ended after our tongues had tangled together in a proper kiss.
"Pwah~"
"Let's go inside."
"Okay!"
At my words, Haru suddenly jumped and clung to me. I hurriedly caught her, supporting her waist and her butt.
"You startled me."
"Heehee! Smooch, smooch, smooch!"
Haru laughed as she dotted kisses all over my face. Her smiling face was so cute and so pretty that any impulse to scold her evaporated on the spot.
"What do you want to eat? Should I order something?"
I carefully set Haru down on the sofa and grabbed my phone as I asked.
"Mm... no. Isn't there just something in the house?"
"Salad. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, I'm not really that hungry, so salad sounds good."
"Sure."
"Oppa, some clothes, please."
"Sure."
The first few times she'd come over, she either brought her own clothes or borrowed some of Eunhwi-nuna's, but ever since last time, she'd just taken to wearing mine.
I'm not a big guy, so they don't end up massively oversized on her, but they're still oversized, and you'd think that'd be uncomfortable. Instead, she says it's actually more comfortable that way.
And, as a bonus, she says she likes that they smell like me...
I grabbed some clothes for Haru and went into the kitchen, pulling a salad pack from the fridge and arranging it on a plate.
"What dressing?"
"The yuzu one."
I sensed a presence behind me—when had she finished changing?—so I asked, and she answered as she wrapped her arms around my waist.
"You really like yuzu and stuff like that, don't you. Orange flavors."
"It tastes good."
"So do you eat a ton of tangerines too?"
"In the winter, I stockpile them and eat them..."
"Without even eating proper meals?"
"How did you know?"
We chatted about this and that as we had a light meal, and I quickly washed the dishes.
It was only two plates, so it took no time at all. The water I'd put on to boil before starting the dishes hadn't even begun to simmer by the time I finished, so I just spaced out for a moment—that's my little secret.
I brewed some instant coffee with a bit of hot water, stirred it well, and poured it into ice water I'd prepared.
I set the coffee down on the living room table and sat beside Haru, who promptly settled sideways onto my lap, curling up in my arms.
"You're extra affectionate today."
"What, you don't like it?"
"No, it's not that. It just feels like there's something you want."
"......"
My guess must have been right, because Haru just silently nuzzled deeper into my arms.
"Is it hard to say?"
"It's not that..."
"It's not?"
"......"
Haru's lips parted slightly as if she was about to speak, then pressed tight again.
I rubbed Haru's back as she nestled against me, giving her time and waiting.
"Promise you won't tease me or laugh?"
That struck me as odd. Normally, when someone says something like that, isn't it a classic setup where the very thing they're about to say practically begs to be teased about or laughed at?
"Nnngh!"
When I didn't promise right away, Haru made a fuss and held out her pinky.
I hesitated for a moment, but then I saw the sparkle in Haru's eyes, and I couldn't bring myself to refuse.
"Okay, I promise."
Once I'd made the promise, pinky swear and all, Haru took several steadying breaths and then opened her mouth.
"So... you know how I am..."
"Yeah."
The way she was drawing this out was making me tense up too.
"... I want to try it..."
"What was that?"
I caught the part about wanting to try something, but I genuinely missed the word before it.
"I... want to try 69..."
"What?"
I thought I'd misheard. My brain felt like it had momentarily frozen over.
Fortunately, I didn't tease her or laugh the way Haru had worried I would. But a question did arise.
"Why... would you suddenly want to do that?"
For a moment, I also wondered if this was one of the seeds planted by Ji Eunhwi, the succubus incarnate.
"No, it's... um... I saw a movie the other day, and it was so..."
"So?"
She explained that she'd watched a film recently for research and study, and the depiction was just way too graphic. It wasn't an R-rated movie with explicit scenes or anything, but the dialogue was extremely lewd.
"And in it, they said 69 was so good..."
"Ah..."
The reason was so like Haru, and yet so unlike her at the same time.
"So you wanted to try it?"
"Yeah... whether it's really that good."
Now that I thought about it, I didn't think I'd ever seriously performed cunnilingus—or, in plain terms, eaten her out—for Haru. She has a bit of a submissive streak, so I think our sex had mostly involved me being the aggressive one.
"So you want to do it right now?"
Doing it now wasn't necessarily a problem, but I didn't want to go through with it while feeling anxious about when Nuna might walk in. Although, depending on how you looked at it, you could call that part of the thrill...
"Yeah..."
"Nuna could be back any minute..."
I reminded her, in case she'd forgotten under the haze of lust and curiosity.
"Even so..."
But our dear Haru seemed entirely unbothered. She traced circles on my chest with her finger and whined for attention.
I wasn't opposed to the idea myself, so I slipped my hands under Haru's legs, lifted her in a princess carry, and rose from the sofa.
"Kyaa!"
Haru's high-pitched squeal smacked my eardrum and left a slight sting, but not enough to make me stop walking.
Without even touching our coffee, we headed straight for the bedroom.
Once inside the bedroom, I practically tossed Haru onto the bed, then climbed on top of her and kissed her hard.
Slurp, slick, slick, slick—oppa, haah—slick.
I'd had an intense round with Eunhwi-nuna not that long ago, but we'd all been so busy over the past few days that we hadn't been able to relieve any of the pent-up desire.
And now that she was tempting me like this, there was no way I could resist.
"Haa... haa... haa... oppa..."
"Haru, I might not be able to hold back today."
"...Then don't."
"What?"
"Don't hold back... because I can't either."
At Haru's words, we crashed our lips together furiously once again.
Slurp, slick, slurp.
Neither of us bothered to undress the other. We just frantically stripped off our own clothes. I have no memory of how I got my T-shirt off while still kissing her—it happened that fast.
"Haaah♥! Slurp, slick, slurp♥."
I squeezed Haru's soft breasts and kissed her as if I wanted to devour her mouth.
Haru reached down too, stroking my cock and bringing it to full hardness. Honestly, I'm not sure if Haru made it hard or if it got hard all on its own.
"Haru, turn around."
While we were kissing, I held Haru and spun us around so that I ended up on the bottom. Haru straddled my stomach and continued the kiss.
Slurp, slick, slurrrp♥.
We kissed for a long time, and when our breathing began to grow ragged, we pulled slightly apart.
"Pwah-haa... haa... haa... oppa... you know..."
"Yeah."
"I want to kiss more, but... haa... we don't have much time, so I'll do it quickly."
Haru immediately turned around and slowly pushed her butt toward my face.
When I grabbed her ass, Haru gave a slight shiver.
"Th-this is surprisingly embarrassing..."
Even as she said she was embarrassed, she bent down, took hold of my cock, and slowly breathed on it.
"Hoo~ hoo~ ahhm!"
She went from breathing on it to taking it straight into her mouth.
Matching her rhythm, I reached my hand up and touched her already slightly wet pussy.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ahht♥! Uung♥! Ahng♥! Hhht♥."
"Haru, your pussy's getting incredibly wet."
Honestly, it wasn't so much that I could call it incredible, but it was more than enough to soak everything.
Slip, slip, slip, slip, slip.
"Ahht! Haak♥ ahht! Oppa-ha!"
As I touched Haru's pussy and teased it lightly with my tongue, she just buried her face against my thigh and took in the sensations.
"Hurry and suck it, Haru."
Not wanting to just lie there idle, I deliberately lifted my hips to brush my cock against her lips. I couldn't see what I was doing, so it took some delicate maneuvering, but judging by the wet sensation I felt, I seemed to have managed it one way or another.
"Ah... I... got it... ahhm. Slurp, slick."
Haru barely managed to withstand the stimulation I was giving her as she continued the blowjob.