Chapter 85
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Confession (3)
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After rushing through a shower, I got dressed and headed to the cafe.
My hurried steps calmed down after just a few strides once I reached the first-floor stairs.
Choi Yujeong.
You can't live without my dick anyway.
If I fuck you, you're hooked; if I don't, you go crazy wanting it.
[Cafe Honeyed]
I arrived at the cafe and walked right in without hesitation.
"Welcome—"
Yujeong, who had been wiping down a table, froze when she saw me.
I spoke casually, as if I didn't remember a thing from yesterday.
"What're you doing."
"...Huh?"
Yujeong looked flustered instead.
"One iced Americano."
"Americano?"
"Iced."
She shuffled behind the counter and washed her hands.
Yujeong dried her hands and came to the register.
"One iced Americano? Small size?"
"Yeah."
We stood facing each other across the counter.
She asked,
"Errand for Sujin?"
"Nah. Just for me."
"Card."
I paid and went behind the counter.
"What're you doing. Don't come in."
Yujeong said it while brewing the coffee.
I sat on the chair inside the counter.
"No customers in the morning, huh. Must be boring."
Yujeong poured espresso into a glass of ice water and stirred it well with a straw.
She brought the iced Americano over to me.
As I reached out, Yujeong deliberately put the straw in her mouth right in front of me and sucked on it noisily.
"...?"
After taking a few sips, she spoke.
"Keep it a total secret from Sujin and Ayoung for a while."
I instantly understood what she meant.
I'd been trying to play it cool.
But a smile crept onto my face involuntarily.
"Yeah."
She handed me the iced Americano.
"I'm not the type to remember anniversaries and stuff. Don't get upset; you get it."
I took the cup.
"Sure. I'm not big on that either. It's fine."
We were both talking like we were no-contact types who still had chances to celebrate.
Yujeong grinned.
Seeing her go from crying yesterday to smiling now felt good.
She came over beside me and leaned against the prep counter.
"I'll give you one chance, first and last."
"...?"
What now. Again. Scary as hell.
"If you're lying to me about anything or there's something that'll fuck us up if it comes out later, tell me now. This is it."
Oh. I know. This pattern.
The one where if you actually say it, you're fucked.
Obviously, I had zero intention of ever telling her OnlyFans was fake.
I also wasn't planning to mention yet that the building she lived in was under my name.
But one thing felt safe to say right now.
"There's one."
Yujeong looked at me with a tense face.
She probably thought there wouldn't be any.
"If I tell the truth, will you forgive me?"
I sucked on the Americano and looked at her.
"...Yeah."
Yujeong said that, then averted her eyes to her nails she was fiddling with.
Like she was thinking, 'Fuck it. We're already dating; no choice.'
I stood from my seat and grabbed the receipt paper from one end of the counter.
It was the one from my payment just now.
I held it out to Yujeong.
"What's this."
She naturally took the receipt.
I said to her,
"I didn't mean to hide it on purpose. It just turned out that way."
"What."
Yujeong scrutinized the receipt like it held some secret.
I pointed to the very top of the receipt.
[Cafe Honeyed Representative: Kim Minwoo]
Yujeong alternated between the receipt and me.
Then she snickered.
"Bullshit. Heh."
She probably thought since Kim Minwoo was a common name, I was pranking her with a coincidence.
I sucked on the coffee and said,
"That bald gay manager? He's my uncle. This is my place."
"..."
Yujeong looked at the receipt again.
I said to her,
"Uncle handles the store, so I didn't even know you worked here. Found out when I came later."
"...For real? This is your name?"
"I set up Sujin's gig too. You'll believe it seeing this."
I pulled out my phone and showed her my uncle's number.
"You have it saved too, right?"
Yujeong immediately compared it to the number in her phone.
"...Fuck."
"Told the truth?"
Yujeong yanked my cheek.
"No wonder."
"No wonder?"
"The boss—no, manager—always acted like he knew you whenever you came. Then he'd pretend otherwise."
"Huh. Didn't know."
"You weren't gonna tell me if I didn't ask?"
"Ow, starting to hurt."
Yujeong let go of my cheek.
I smiled and said,
"Was gonna tell you once you said we were dating."
"You little..."
"Don't tell Sujin? I'll say it myself when the time's right."
"Fine. Do what you want."
Ding-dong—
A delivery request alert came in.
Yujeong quickly went to the counter, checked the order, and started making drinks.
I hovered nearby and asked,
"Need help?"
"Go sit. Boss man."
Yujeong whipped up three iced Americanos and one latte with skilled hands.
As she slotted the drinks into the carrier, she asked,
"Hey. You gonna keep going with the girls?"
"Probably—"
Before I could answer, Yujeong continued,
"Just act normal so they don't notice. Got it? I thought about it all night; that's the way."
"Yeah... got it."
Oh.
Girlfriend gave permission to keep fucking her friends.
How many guys have ever felt this?
The door opened, the delivery guy came, took the drinks, and left.
Yujeong came back to me after he was gone.
"Just till the girls quit OnlyFans?"
If they stopped OnlyFans just because we started dating, it'd cut off their income and rent money.
Since they'd secretly sworn never to date me, she must've decided to accept this much.
I nodded.
"Yeah."
Quit OnlyFans, and the relationship ends.
Would it really?
Yujeong snickered and groped my ass.
I asked her,
"What about next Sunday?"
Every other Sunday, the four of us fuck without filming.
Yujeong seemed to have already thought about it.
She clicked her tongue and said coolly,
"Fuck it. What's done is done. Just do it."
It was different from what I'd expected.
Fine by me, but from her perspective, wouldn't a normal girlfriend tell her friends off sharply and forbid it, even if they got mad?
I'd thought she'd control it once we dated.
I asked cautiously,
"If the girls find out we're dating, big trouble?"
"What's the big deal. Their money's on the line too; if they knew, they'd feel bad and stop with you out of guilt."
Doubt it.
I tilted my head.
Seeing my reaction, Yujeong sighed like she'd given up and said,
"Wanna hear the truth?"
"...?"
"Those bitches. If they find out, they'll make us break up. You know how vicious they are."
I nodded.
Agreed.
"Anyway, can't cut it off cold turkey with you. So just keep doing what we're doing for now."
"Oh."
"Oh? What's 'oh,' you punk."
"Nah. Just impressed how much you care about your friends."
Yujeong let out a hollow laugh.
"Well. You know I have a strong sense of loyalty."
Loyalty to sharing her boyfriend's dick with her friends.
Damn.
My girlfriend's a real big shot.
Ring-ring—
My phone rang.
[Kim Sujin]
Yujeong glanced at my screen and asked,
"Sujin's shoot today?"
I nodded.
She nodded toward it reluctantly, like pick up.
I answered.
"Yeah."
—Come down. Morning workout time.
"Got it. On my way."
Click.
Yujeong asked,
"How long? Wanna do it?"
"Yeah."
Yujeong nodded.
"Go on. Your girlfriend's working, so go have fun fucking her friend."
"Why you say it like that~"
I wrapped my arms around Yujeong's waist.
Yujeong pouted but obediently leaned into me.
I looked closely at her face and said,
"Wow. My girlfriend's so fucking pretty."
"...What're you saying."
I wasn't sure if she realized it, but Yujeong's face was bright red.
My hand gently cupped her chin.
Yujeong swallowed nervously.
I lightly pressed my lips to hers.
Our eyes met, and the pouting Yujeong broke into a beaming smile.
It was just a simple lip touch, but we both knew it felt different from before we were dating.
A ticklish thrill added on top.
"I'll pick you up at 3."
"No need. Sujin'll notice."
"I'll pretend to study at the cafe, then we go together."
"..."
"Or wait at the crosswalk out front. Got it?"
Yujeong nodded like she couldn't win.
"Heading out?"
As I went around the counter, Yujeong's voice stuck to my back.
"Hey—"
"...?"
"Drive safe."
"It's five minutes away."
"Still. Crosswalk."
"Got it."
I waved to Yujeong and left the cafe.
"Ahhn♡ Ahn. Ahn. Ahn. Aaaahn♥"
Every time I thrust up into her in piledriver, Sujin hugged me tighter and let out moans.
With my cock fully inside, Sujin shuddered, her hips trembling.
Pfshht—pussy juice squirted from our joined parts, splattering the floor.
"Ngh."
Sujin kissed me, and while she squirted everything out, I enjoyed her lewd tongue play.
"Hah. Haahk."
Sujin pulled her mouth away after I came.
Saliva stretched long between our tongues.
Sujin said to me with half-lidded eyes,
"Let's rest a bit, then go again."
"Sure."
I picked Sujin up and headed to the bed.
I laid her on the bed and pulled out.
Sujin and I lay on our sides, switching to travel YouTube watching mode.
The camera on the floor finally caught us in frame.
We'd both ignored the shoot and wandered out of frame naturally, only now coming back.
Sujin fiddled with the remote, browsing OTT for anything new.
I lightly kneaded her breast.
Damn.
Girlfriend's friend's tits are the best.
I glanced at the camera on the floor and muttered,
"This footage is unusable."
"Got a few stockpiled."
"Yeah?"
"Or film a blowjob before you go. You can cum twice."
"Yeah."
Sujin was scrolling through various OTTs when she suddenly said,
"You went to Yujeong's cafe this morning?"
"Yeah. ...How'd you know?"
Sujin said it like no big deal.
"Yujeong smelled your perfume and coffee on your breath. Weird she wasn't in sweats."
"Craved coffee in the morning."
"Nothing good on."
Sujin turned off the monitor and rolled toward me.
She fiddled with my chin from within my arms.
She asked softly,
"What'd you do with Yujeong?"