Have Sex With Me
How should I put it? She was an unusual woman. She seemed indifferent to everything, yet she still got things done; she would stop the bullying, yet she never quite seemed to hate it either.
At times it even felt like I was talking to a schizophrenic patient who spoke in rambling, disjointed sentences. Mixing formal speech and casual speech, treating me as if she were looking at the past me and the present me overlaid on top of each other.
She hid the underwear in her hand behind her back so I couldn't see it, then smiled brightly and asked,
“How about it?”
A pose straight out of a romance—the kind you only ever saw in anime.
She was a type I had never encountered before. “Let’s date”—if I thought about it carefully, it wasn’t the first time I’d heard those words, but was this just another method of harassment, neither ignoring me nor despising me?
“Uh, uh…?”
Of course I wasn’t in any condition to give a proper answer. It couldn’t really be a serious proposal to date. No, it couldn’t be.
What did it mean? Was she feeling sexual desire for my body after all? But my body was a woman’s… well, homosexuality wasn’t strange, but to me it felt weird—though since it didn’t harm anyone, it didn’t really matter—
“Answer. Hurry up and answer, okay?”
She was urging me for a reply. Looking at it now, it was similar to the situation with Soyeon back then. Had Soyeon confessed with the same thoughts as this woman in front of me?
If so, what the hell were those thoughts? Hadn’t she called me here simply to harass me?
Wasn’t it an unspoken threat of “If you don’t want to go back naked, come here pure and do some cute tricks for me”?
“…”
No. I was definitely overthinking it. She just wanted to laugh at my flustered face again.
Yeah, thinking that way, it finally fit into the formula.
“…Ah, hehe…”
I just let out an awkward laugh. That was all I could do.
It was like a game of rock-paper-scissors with no right answer. If I accepted, she’d tease or harass me for accepting; if I refused, she’d harass me for refusing, asking why.
Of course I was heterosexual, so even a playful confession like that was… well, since I hadn’t had any interactions with women.
“Hmm. Is that a rejection? Or acceptance? Since you’re laughing, is it acceptance?”
The woman came a little closer. Her face was near. It was a face that made me wonder if they had selected people based on looks alone, right in front of my eyes.
…Maybe looks really had been a selection criterion. You couldn’t find any ugly people here.
I didn’t know the reason, but if you had to keep looking at faces, better pretty ones, right?
Or not? Was I viewing this era strangely? This was still a place where people lived, and if looks had been a test criterion there would have been controversy for sure.
“…Hey.”
The woman flicked my breast with her finger. Like snapping a forehead, she flicked the tip—
“Hiiik…!”
I was quite surprised. The sensation itself was surprising, but more than that, the fact that I was thinking other things even with her face this close was surprising.
If it had been before—when I had first come here—this kind of distance. If a woman did this, wouldn’t I have run away without even being touched?
So, like the logic of being full without eating…?
“This. Are you going to keep thinking about other things? Should I send you back naked to snap you out of it? No. Give me your hand. I should just tie you up here.”
“Ah, ahh, no! Th-that! I’m sorry! … Th-the thing is, I, right now, I’m not in a situation where I can date anyone… I should say…”
“…Hmm.”
As if determined to keep her word, she tried to grab my wrist, so I hurriedly continued. As she said, continuing to think other things in front of a person was also rude.
Even though the woman was doing something with not a speck of manners first, what could I do? That was the irrationality of bullying.
“……”
“…Ah, th-that, so-sorry—”
“You know what?”
The woman who cut me off thought for a moment, then opened her mouth.
“I’ve been rejected twice?”
“…What?”
What was this about now.
“The second time. Once before departure. Now once. Hmm. Honestly, it’s scary. That huge spaceship taking off. Honestly, I thought that might be the last chance.”
A memory I didn’t have. Because the me at the time the spaceship launched wasn’t me.
“But I got rejected again. And this time, not even the Han Yeoreum from back then, but a slut who strips when told and offers herself when told to touch.”
“Ah, I, that, sorry…”
“Mm. It’s fine.”
Suddenly the woman lunged at me. Not in that way—just pushing her body forward for a hug.
She hugged me tightly, then started placing her hand on my pussy that was completely exposed with nothing on.
“Eut, w-wait a sec…”
“Why? Don’t you do it every day? In that room of yours?”
“Ah, no. Thaaat…?!”
I tried to continue to reply to the half-true words, but the sentence didn’t come out. Because the finger forcibly digging in pushed all the way to a deep place that nothing had ever touched before.
Surprisingly, there wasn’t much pain. Since until now I’d only played at the entrance, I had thought insertion itself would still hurt.
Unexpectedly—except for that tight sensation…
I didn’t feel anything that could be called pain.
“Ah, ahh. Ugh…!”
Of course, not hurting didn’t mean the foreign feeling and the discomfort weren’t above average.
I felt the finger moving. The sensation of someone else’s object moving randomly, not mine, was something I could never get used to.
Then the finger that had been moving for a bit pressed something firmly. A sensation that didn’t feel like pleasure at all—like there was something rubber-band-like inside my body and she was playing with it.
“…Almost tore it. What. You still have it, huh?”
The woman recited her review. From the feeling, she was fiddling with something taut. Something I’d never been aware of until now, didn’t even know existed.
So. I felt the hymen. I felt the finger going in and out beyond that hymen, and even the firm pressing as if to tear it—all of it.
That was scary. A truly primal fear invaded my brain.
It wasn’t simply that I was afraid of the hymen tearing. Losing the proof of chastity wasn’t scary at all.
“Interesting.”
Just the fact that there was a part of the human body I didn’t know about. And the fact that I was entrusting that part that even I had just realized to someone else.
Moreover, it felt like some kind of fascia; I could clearly feel it, and the finger was digging a little beyond it.
Then the thought that it might tear—
No, just because it was bizarre. This situation was bizarre.
“Euhik…! Wh-what…! St-stop…!”
Familiar sentences popped out. Sentences that came out without consciousness because I was truly desperate.
“Hmm. Is this precious? While giving away your pussy and breasts and ass? Why? Do you want to stay clean in appearance?”
“Ugh, th-this is weird. Weird—stop st-stabbing…!”
At some point my legs were a bit spread, holding her shoulders. I was afraid of suddenly moving myself, and also scared of her suddenly moving.
The woman played with it. The fact that she was playing with perhaps the one and only thing, something conventionally really, really precious, gave me chills.
Yeah. It gave me chills. What fun was she finding here?
I met her eyes. The woman was smiling.
“…Hmm! What, um… I don’t know. There’s no similar texture. It’s really bouncy. It’d hurt a lot if I pierce it, huh?”
“Ah, I-I’m sorry. Th-that, le-let’s date…! Kkeuk…!? Stop p-putting it in. Okay? Okayyy?”
I had no choice but to get urgent. For some reason I was afraid of it tearing. Well. It was a similar sensation to someone fiddling with my eardrum, so it might just be fear from ignorance.
I could tell instinctively. The pain of this breaking could only be offset by love alone.
So I hurriedly spoke, forcing a smile. A fabricated smile coming out solely for my own safety.
“…Ahahah…! Then what will you do for me? Is there something you can do? You, you can’t do anything. Just freeloading food.”
It was sound logic. Even so, thinking time had to be short thanks to the hostage.
“With my mouth…! I’ll do it! Ah, no, a-anything…! J-just not this, not thiiis…!”
So I was able to set quite a radical condition. Anything was fine. If she just protected this, yeah, since she was a woman, I thought anything she wanted would be possible.
Creak. The door opened.
“…?”
“…”
My body froze. All muscles ignored the command to move. If I looked for my heart now, it was probably rolling on the floor somewhere.
“What are you doing?”
A heavy voice. It was a woman’s, but heavier than anyone else’s. At the same time familiar, so when I turned my head a little to the side—
“…Ah, caught. Heh.”
Soyeon was there. With a towel over her shoulder, Soyeon who would have looked quite tired before getting angry like that was looking at the two of us.
“Get out.”
“Eeh. Why?”
After a brief silence, Soyeon was the first to speak. Even to that voice that would have made me piss myself and run if it were me, the woman replied casually and rather pressed her lower abdomen closer.
“Hic…!”
“It’s clearly not a normal situation. Get out.”
As expected. A voice full of killing intent. The way she smoothly picked up the towel on her shoulder looked like instinctively preparing a tool before battle.
“That’s too much. You’re ruining the mood.”
The woman replied so, but somehow I felt the hand on my back trembling slightly.
“…Hmm. Fine. Geez. I’ll go. Let’s go?”
Whether she lost the silent fight, the woman who had been staring at Soyeon’s face soon let out a habitual laugh and put strength into the arm around my waist.
“…Hey.”
“…Huh?”
Well. Need I explain? The woman who looked ready to collide any moment completely released me and strode toward Soyeon.
Of course, Soyeon coming here was a happy thing. Seeing this situation and not just letting it pass—reacting like that, I was truly grateful, but this wouldn’t do.
It was a closed place. Only dozens of people, a place where everyone had a position that needed them.
So there absolutely must not be any violent collisions.
Nothing led everyone to ruin like factions forming in a place like this.
“Uut…! W-wait a moment!”
I screamed.
Fortunately the woman also stopped at that sound, and Soyeon also looked at me with a slightly surprised expression, so everyone’s attention was drawn.
“…Thaat. Eh, hehe… D-don’t fight…! Thaat, I’ll, l-later, later visit, no, I’ll go! So. Th-that, for now just a little, p-please endure… hehe…”
Unable to recall the name at all, I grabbed the woman who was about to go have a go with Soyeon and said so.
To Soyeon I sent a look as inconspicuously as possible.
Even though I’m saying this now, it’s all because this woman is here—I filled the signal with that in a fleeting moment and sent it.
I soothed the woman. The hand grabbing her forearm trembled so much it could be mistaken for intentional. Maybe my legs were trembling a bit too, to the point that if it got a little worse my knees might knock together.
“…”
The woman was looking at me. Compared to her previous actions—that is, she seemed to be looking curiously at me voicing my opinion. As if asking if I could even make such a sound, then—
“…Puhah. Ah, okay. Got it? Then you have to come later?”
“Hua…!”
After a brief silence, the woman who answered so was clearly smiling.
Fortunately a direct collision wouldn’t happen.
Everyone was rational, but Soyeon was especially more rational and could see the big picture.
She wouldn’t deliberately continue the fight any further.
So my strength drained. The trembling stopped in an instant.
“…”
The woman looking at Soyeon again hummed a tune as she approached and asked, “Could you step aside?”
“…...”
Soyeon stepped aside.
“Bye~. Ah, right. Put on clothes before you go.”
The woman who passed Soyeon walked a bit and stood in front of the door, said so, then click. Closed the door.
“…...”
“…Hu, hua…! Ah, th-tha, th-thank you… Th-thanks to—”
The gaze was sharp. No, heavy.
“…Saal, ive… d…?”
“…”
Soyeon whose expression still hadn’t relaxed. Perhaps because she hadn’t noticed the meaning in my eyes.
Yeah. Because she likes me. Moreover, after receiving help several times, I took the other woman’s side, so it was definitely a situation to get angry.
“…Ah, that…! Just because th-that pe-person was th-there I said… it—”
Bang. The door closed as if it would break. Since it was a sliding door, if it broke it wouldn’t be easy to fix, yet.
Startled by that explosive sound, I bit my tongue and squeezed my eyes shut. When a person is surprised by a sudden sensation, it’s like this. Things useless for crisis response like gasping, closing eyes, curling up the body were like that.
Naturally I didn’t see Soyeon approaching me.
“Eu, eua…!”
In one go I was pushed (more accurately, lifted) to the wall opposite the shower room, feeling the cold tile on my back. Soyeon with scary eyes as if she’d clearly lost her reason soon kissed me without a word.
My body froze. Stiffly frozen, I clenched my fists, then the tension loosened at the kiss that was much gentler than expected.
After a short kiss continued, when finally our faces parted so we could breathe,
Soyeon spoke.
“…Unnie.”
“Eut, yes…?”
Even then Soyeon hesitated a bit, but soon parted her lips and her mouth elongated as she started pronouncing something—
“Have sex with me.”
She finished speaking.
“Ye-yes…?”
In that moment my hands covered my chest. Come to think of it, I was completely naked. Though I was wearing shoes.
Soyeon said nothing. She just acted.
The kiss touching again and roughly fondling my lower abdomen as if searching for something, gradually, that, started going down.