Ahyeon's Love-Starved Meltdown and the Sweaty Hike
During the languid fifth-period break on the back mountain, Choi Ahyeon had been dozing off on my thigh, propped up on a few unused chairs chained together. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. She bolted upright, messing up her hair as she let out a scream.
“Kya啊啊啊啊啊!”
Her utterly hysterical shriek drew the eyes of the entire class. Of course, the average students, terrified of the fallout, quickly looked away as if they hadn't seen a thing.
“Whoa, you scared me.”
I'd been idly fiddling with my phone while lending her my thigh, but I jumped up too.
“What's with you all of a sudden?”
“What's with me? You seriously asking me that right now?”
Ahyeon's bloodshot pupils glared at me. Her wildly tousled hair stuck out in every direction like a ghost's—chilling to behold. Her nearby friends, of course, nodded in understanding. She'd been venting to them nonstop; it would've been weirder if they didn't get it.
“Her pent-up frustration finally exploded.”
“I knew it was coming.”
Strictly speaking, it wasn't just sexual frustration—it was her accumulated love deprivation hitting its limit. Choi Ahyeon was the type who felt starved even if she glued herself to my side for 48 hours out of every 24. And lately, over the past month, I hadn't invested any time in her at all. No wonder she was going insane, hopping mad. Every time school ended, I'd vanish somewhere on some errand. Sure, I'd played with her for a few days in between, but that was just a handful out of the whole month.
Ahyeon forcibly plopped onto my lap and grabbed my shoulders.
“I can't take it anymore!”
She bared her teeth, growling low like a beast. But she wasn't angry or throwing a tantrum. Instead, she yanked my face straight into her chest. My nose buried in her warm cleavage, and even through her uniform, a fresh, fleshy scent wafted up intensely. With a half-sobbing voice, she hugged my head and rocked her body side to side.
“I'm lonely. So lonely I'm gonna die...”
“We still spend hours together at school, though.”
Ahyeon scowled. Despite the icy aura radiating from her, her words overflowed with affection.
“You think a few hours cuts it for someone who's fantasizing about shacking up with you and sharing a bed?”
Her friends around us clicked their tongues—here she goes again—and turned back to their own business. Listening further would just sour their moods.
“Is that so?”
I gave a wry smile and pulled my face from her chest.
“It's not 'is that so'—it's been like this foreverrr...”
She pouted, grumbling. If I'd spent the whole month glued to Moonbyeol for some reason, she probably wouldn't feel this wronged. Family's family, after all. But since I wouldn't even tell her who the other girl was, it just made her feel even more slighted.
Ahyeon thrust her head forward, resting her chin on my shoulder. Keeping her lower jaw still and only moving the upper one, she mumbled awkwardly.
“You haven't been hitting the gym.”
“Been busy.”
“No dates with me.”
“Sorry.”
It was true—I'd been neglecting her lately while indulging with Seonhye and her daughter Seonhui. The last time we'd spent real quality time alone was watching the sunrise in Donghae.
“And no sex!”
“That's the most important thing?”
“Nope?”
She chomped on my shoulder playfully.
“All three matter equally?”
“Yeah, but that's all wrapped up now.”
Seonhye and Seonhui's mother-daughter combo was a rare treat, but even delicacies get old after a month straight. I'd cut it back to once or twice a month from here on.
“For real?”
“Yeah, not heading there today.”
Which meant most of my freed-up time would go to Ahyeon.
Still looking skeptical, she narrowed her eyes.
“Then date me today. Scratch that—just me, no one else.”
“Sure.”
But contrary to her worries, I nodded without hesitation.
“Huh?”
“What?”
Ahyeon blinked in shock. Even when she clung and begged like this, I'd always weaseled out—yet here I was, agreeing outright. Unbelievable.
“For real?”
“When have you ever seen me lie?”
“Woohoo!”
She threw her arms up in victory. Her tension doubled from before, her hair bouncing wildly.
“Right after school, then?”
“Yeah, just change clothes and go.”
“Where to? What'll we do? Where should we hang?”
“Was gonna hit the gym, but wanna climb the back mountain for old times' sake?”
Full summer meant avoiding outdoor stuff, but today wasn't too hot or humid for a change—perfect for a revisit.
She grinned ear-to-ear and hugged me again.
“Anywhere with you is fineee...♥”
*
After school, as the sun dipped low, Ahyeon and I met up again at the nearby back mountain.
“You made it?”
Sitting on a bench, she beamed and waved at me. I waved back with a strange look on my face.
Of course, hiking called for comfy clothes, but...
“You're gonna struggle in that getup.”
I said hesitantly. No matter how you sliced it, Ahyeon's outfit screamed not mountain-ready for midsummer. Her black dolphin pants bared her thighs all the way up—basically a mobile blood donation bus for the killer mosquitoes. Her top half had a blue windbreaker for some mosquito protection, but the vinyl material meant zero breathability. She'd be dead weight soon enough.
“That windbreaker's coming off in five minutes flat. Might as well ditch it now.”
But to my concern, Ahyeon just...
“Heh.”
Grinned mischievously and tugged her zipper halfway down, flashing the inside. And underneath? Just a pair of bandages. Meaning, no matter how hot it got, stripping in public would've been too embarrassing with people around.
I scratched the back of my head, speechless. Her fashion choices were her business, but...
“It's really gonna be hot...”
“It's fine! Power of love'll carry me!”
“Mosquitoes everywhere too.”
“Hey! Since when does a girl worry about that more than a guy?”
She slapped her thighs confidently—smack smack.
“Fine, fine. I warned you.”
“Hehe♥ Let's go~♥”
Ahyeon grabbed both my arms and dragged me along. She hooked her arm in mine, pressing close, urging me up the trail.
And it didn't take long for her to realize the power of love couldn't conquer heat and bugs.
*
“Hnnngh... ughhh...”
The summit was close, but she'd unlinked arms ages ago. She clung to my shirt hem for dear life, though, forcing me to haul her extra weight too.
“Hah... hnghk... huuuhhh...!”
She panted grotesquely, hunched over, barely shuffling forward. She'd underestimated the back mountain. Big mistake. Sure, she hit the gym regularly, but all weights and no cardio meant she was paying the price now. Cool AC, gentle inclines on the treadmill—worlds apart from this muggy, steep trail. And even with the sun down, the heat and humidity drained her stamina twice as fast.
I'd been silently bearing her weight when I paused at a small, well-kept viewpoint perfect for city nightscape gazing. Confirming no one around, I glanced back.
“Wanna cool off with some sweat break?”
“Hoo... y-yeahhh...”
She collapsed onto the bench. A breeze cooled her sweat.
“Ahh... feels nice...”
Recovering a bit, she scanned around and smirked. No people in sight, deep woods—no prying eyes possible. She stood carefully.
“Taeyaanggg~”
She drawled my name seductively. Back to the iron fence, she flashed a lewd smile. I'd been lost in the view, but turned at her call.
Our eyes met.
Ziiiip—
Ahyeon yanked her windbreaker zipper all the way down. Letting the dangling end flop, she flung it open wide.
Bathed in the trail's orange glow, her sweat-slicked skin sparkled brighter than usual.
“Haaa... Taeyang...”
She cupped under her breasts with her palm. Dragging fingers across, she scooped up sweat.
“I'm...”
Her glistening fingers now circled the bandage covering her nipple and areola—already hard enough to show through.
“So wet... so...”
Her voice, expression, actions—all chipping away at my patience. Finally, she flicked out her pink tongue to lick her lips.
“Clean me uppp...♥”
“Hah.”
I swallowed dryly, incredulous. My lips twitched.
“Don't blame me if mosquitoes bite.”
Too late for objections anyway—she wouldn't listen. I forced her arm up and buried my face in her armpit.
“Kyaaahhn♥”
Her slutty moan was answer enough.