Mother and Daughter's Morning (3)
Suddenly, seeing Hyeun grab my arm and try to drag me downstairs, a strange doubt bubbled up in my mind. It was as if something had just occurred to her that I absolutely shouldn't see, prompting her to rush me out. That odd sense of incongruity left me no choice but to ask why she was acting this way.
"Why the sudden rush? Is your room a mess or something?"
"The room's pretty clean, but… ah, no, yeah! It's a total disaster right now! So no way!!"
The last time I'd visited during high school, it seemed like she kept things tidy enough. Maybe with her busy A-rank hunter schedule these days, she just hadn't had time to clean. Seizing the opportunity, I made what I thought was a solid offer.
"Then how about I tidy it up while I'm here? Problem solved, right?"
"…Ughhh???"
"You've done so much for me, Hyeun. I gotta repay the favor little by little, even if it's just this."
"N-no need to worry about it! It's really fine!!"
"No refusing. Second room up the stairs, yeah?"
"Wait, Taekyung…! Just wait a sec, wait wait wait…!!!"
I dragged Hyeun—who was still desperately trying to pull me downstairs—right up to her door. This time, she blocked the entrance, frantically barring my way.
"Haa, T-T-Taekyung… Let's just skip it today, okay…!"
"Huh?"
"Th-that thing about having sex within a week or whatever… you can skip it this time…!"
"……."
"Yeah? Taekyung…."
Something was seriously off. Even giving her the benefit of the doubt—not wanting her boyfriend to see her messy room—I could understand that. I'd probably feel a bit embarrassed in her shoes. But no matter how you sliced it, Hyeun's behavior went way beyond just hiding a dirty room. Naturally, my suspicions deepened.
If she hadn't been so clingy about it, I might've asked once more and backed off. But her desperation—letting me sleep with her mom while scrapping her own condition just to stop me—reeked of suspicion. It felt like there was something in her room I truly wasn't supposed to see, beyond mere messiness. Her reaction only made it harder to walk away.
"Hyeun."
"…Yeah?"
"Just to check, is there something in your room you can't let me see, so you're blocking the door?"
"……."
Her guilty avert of the eyes confirmed it—there was definitely something in there I wasn't supposed to see. Whether it was actually that shocking or just something she thought was embarrassing, I couldn't say.
"Hyeun."
"Yeah…."
"I don't know what you're hiding, but could you show me just once, pretty please?"
"……."
"Hyeun."
After mulling it over deeply, she hesitantly spoke up, her face uncertain.
"Hey, promise me…."
"Huh?"
"Promise you won't get mad or look down on me after seeing what's in this room…."
"That all?"
"If you can't promise, maybe it's better if you don't look…. If you leave it, I'll clean it up within a week…."
As expected, there was something beyond that door that would provoke a bad reaction from me. What could she be hiding that would take a whole week to clear out? My suspicion had morphed into pure curiosity. I nodded readily to her condition.
"Sure, no problem."
"Don't nod so easily…! I really don't wanna show you…!!"
"Fine, let me flip it: Show me now and I react normally, or get caught later and I blow up bigger—which sounds better?"
"…Ugh, fine. I'll show you."
Resigned, Hyeun turned the knob, pushed open the door, and stepped inside. Her room greeted me—perfectly clean and familiar, just as expected.
"It's way cleaner than I thought."
She'd made it sound like something I'd despise, so I'd half-braced for a roach-infested disaster. Guess the "messy room" excuse was just that—an excuse. A quick scan showed the furniture mostly unchanged from before. Except for one glaring anomaly: a mattress inexplicably taking up space in the corner.
"Did your room always have two beds?"
"J-just… for a change of pace…."
"This is what you didn't want me to see?"
"……Yeah."
Hyeun nodded silently, and I felt a mix of absurdity as I approached the mattress hogging space in her room. What "change of pace" could a frameless pad on the floor provide? As I examined it, a weird déjà vu hit from this unfamiliar piece of her furniture. The familiar width, thickness, design, cushioning. And Hyeun's flushed face, avoiding my gaze—it all clicked. The ridiculous suspicion in my head was reality.
"Kang Hyeun, don't tell me…."
"S-sorry, Taekyung!! I just… no matter how I thought about it, it seemed too wasteful to throw away!!"
"So that's why you told me to come late that day—you snuck it here?"
She'd told me to take my time getting home. The mattress on Hyeun's floor was the one from my bed just a month ago. She'd probably swiped it the day I got a new one, behind my back. Facing my childhood friend's creepy side for the first time left even me stunned.
Good thing we're dating now. Otherwise, this would've been straight-up stalker territory. …Though, thinking it over, it's still pretty creepy even as her boyfriend.
"S-sorry, Taekyung! Y-you're mad, right?! I'll toss it right now! Okay?!"
She darted toward it, eyes on me. I grabbed her arm instead.
"…Eek?!"
Without a word, I pushed her onto the mattress.
"T-Taekyung?"
"……."
"Y-you're really mad…?"
Lying on the cushion, avoiding my eyes, I stated my feelings flatly.
"Use it if you want. Keep it."
"……."
"I'm serious. I was gonna throw it out anyway—consider it yours."
"……Really don't mind?"
"My girlfriend liking me so much she wants something with my scent on it? Not a bad feeling, actually."
"R-right. Good…."
Of course, by this world's male standards, her actions were grounds for anger or horror. But far from pissed or creeped out, I felt a twinge of satisfaction. Her obsession wasn't so bad—in fact, it proved how much she loved me.
"So."
"Eep."
"Today, I'll soak this mattress in my scent for you."
"……."
"So it's plenty for your 'change of pace.'"
"Y-yeah…."
I stripped her shy, nodding form bare. Her pussy was already soaked—no foreplay needed. I slid in and, from behind, rocked my hips for a good ten minutes, rubbing her sensitive spots with my cock.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
A bit slow, but thorough, the stimulation hit us both. In minutes, we crested.
"Hngh, haaaaaah…!!"
As Hyeun climaxed, I painted her insides, ending our morning romp.
Awakening Points Acquired +60 (Base 50, Bonus 10)
Fuck her mom last night, her daughter this morning. If anyone saw my life, they'd call it pure indulgence.
"Wanna shower together, Hyeun?"
"I-I need a bit to rest…."
"Okay, take your time."
"Y-yeah, hng…."
Seeing her sprawled on the mattress, my cum leaking from her gaping pussy, I knew it'd soak up the scent she craved. For a girl who understood my ability forcing me to sleep around, it was one small boyfriendly gesture.
Too messy for clothes, I grabbed my stuff naked and stepped out—right into Eunyoung noona, red-faced and sitting by the door.
"Eunyoung noona?"
"…T-T-Taekyung? Done already…?"
Her guilty look screamed "caught." She stammered, hastily hiding her right hand from between her legs—but not before I spotted the damp stain on her pants.
"Noona, don't tell me…."
"N-no, I was just cleaning upstairs and happened to…."
"Happened to overhear me and Hyeun fucking and started touching yourself?"
"……."
Mother-daughter duo, creepy as hell together. Whatever. My morning sex with her got cockblocked anyway. Might as well do it now.
As she flustered, I scooped her up by the back and knees.
"Kyaa?!"
Startled, she clung to my neck in a princess carry.
"We didn't finish this morning. Let's do it now."
"Y-you okay? Weren't you just with Hyeun?"
"What, my cock fresh from your daughter no good?"
"N-not that, I just worry you're overdoing it… Last night too, this'd be three in a row…."
Silly worry. I shook my head.
"Just say if you want it or not."
"……A little."
"That's enough."
Carrying her flushed form, I headed downstairs. Time to pick up where our morning left off.