Promotion Celebration Party (2)
By the time I ran into Hyeun on the street, grabbed some groceries together, and made it back home, evening had fully settled in. The moment we stepped into her house—my childhood friend's place—the familiar aroma of dinner wafted straight into my nose.
"Mom, we're home~."
"My girl, off work already?"
Eunyoung noona poked her head out from the kitchen in response to Hyeun's greeting.
"Oh? You two came back together?"
"We bumped into each other in front of the mart and shopped on the way."
"Coming in side by side like that, you look just like a wife heading home with her husband. Adorable~."
"W-what...? God, Mom, you're such an embarrassing mess."
Even as she said it, Hyeun's flushed cheeks and shy smile betrayed that she wasn't entirely hating it.
"Couldn't buy much booze. Hyeun kept nagging me the whole time."
"This is a lot, you know? How much do you plan on drinking?"
"What's the big deal? It's a rare celebration—might as well drink up."
"...Huh? Celebration?"
"I'll tell you later."
I figured it'd be best to drop the real announcement over drinks, so I held off for now.
"Dinner's not quite ready yet, so go wash up and wait~."
"Mom, come on. Taekyung's here—what's there to wash...?"
"Oh, right. Guess I got so used to just seeing you every day, huh~."
I didn't think it was that weird of a slip-up. Hyeun and I had seen everything of each other by now, and same with Eunyoung noona. Acting like sharing a roof and taking a shower was suddenly awkward felt more out of place. Back when we were little kids, the three of us had even piled into the bathroom together.
Ancient history from before elementary school, sure.
"No biggie. I'll wash up while you finish prepping dinner."
"Huh?"
"Oh, uh, sure?"
"We've seen it all from each other anyway. No point hiding now."
I'd only stated the obvious, but both of them reacted like it was some huge surprise.
"Taekyung, even if that's true, you can't just say it so bluntly...!"
"Huh? What's weird about it?"
"You're a boy, and you have zero shame. That's the problem...!"
I do feel normal levels of embarrassment as a guy. Though my baseline came from my past life's standards, of course.
Like the first time holding hands or kissing on a regular date with some other girl. Or the first time getting physical sober with a buddy I'd mistaken for a bro.
Compared to that, borrowing the shower at my childhood friend's house didn't even register as embarrassing anymore. I'd done it plenty recently, even when it was just Eunyoung noona home without Hyeun around.
"Alright then~. Wash up and change while I finish dinner~."
"That's what I'm saying—let's go in together, Hyeun."
"W-what?! T-together?"
"Only one bathroom. Taking turns would take forever."
"N-nooo... I can just use the master bath sink...!"
We'd showered together at my place just a couple months ago—what was she getting shy about now?
She came off so tough earlier outside, but anything sexual and she turned into classic Kang Hyeun, blushing like mad. Years of knowing her told me these moments just needed a little nudge, and she'd cave on her own.
"What, you don't wanna share the bathroom with me?"
"N-no...! Of course I do!"
"Good, me too. Then it's settled. Come on~."
"W-wait! I'm all sweaty today—I need to mentally prepare...!"
Like mother, like daughter—both obsessed with their sweat smell.
That musky post-activity tang trapped in her tights? That's the good stuff.
Time to remind my clueless girlfriend what gets a guy going.
"Noona, you still have those spare underwear I left last training session?"
"Yeah... I'll grab 'em for you to change into...!"
"Thanks~."
"Wait, nooo...!"
I dragged her protesting form into the changing room. Perfect chance to scratch her pent-up itch.
⁎ ⁎ ⁎
The second we slipped into the changing room with her shy protests, Hyeun turned beet red and averted her eyes.
Last time we'd shared the bathroom, we'd just finished fucking—so less awkward. Today, though? Straight from work, clothes still on. Different kind of embarrassment.
Still, no real resistance. She was half-expecting this, deep down.
Her hunter suit hid the day's sweat-soaked scent. Imagining it had my cock stiffening instantly.
"You really wanna shower together...? I sweated buckets today...!"
"I was dungeon-crawling all day too. We're even."
"Guys and girls are different, though...!"
Even spouting the exact same lines as Eunyoung noona. Total mother-daughter vibes.
"Who cares? Point is, do I like your sweat smell?"
"Huh...?"
"If I like it, that's all that matters—even if everyone else hates it. You're not planning to let some other guy sniff it, right?"
"T-that's not what I meant...!"
Hyeun shook her head furiously, face flaming.
"I-it's 'cause you like it... I don't want it getting out...!"
"Yeah?"
"Y-you too, Taekyung... If I said your sweat smell bugged me, you'd be pissed...!"
"Wait, really? You don't like my scent...?"
"That's not—! It's just a hypothetical...!"
"Fair. A girl who stole my mattress 'cause she loves my smell wouldn't hate it."
"......"
She flushed deeper, dodging my gaze—remembering that incident.
"Anyway, I see it different from you."
"...Different how?"
"I want you to love every part of me. Even this sticky post-hunt sweat."
"O-okay...!"
"So don't sweat the sweat. Is it the smell itself bugging you, or are you just scared I'll hate it?"
"......"
"If it's the second, no worries at all."
Emboldened, Hyeun met my eyes again, inching her body closer.
"Fine, I warned you... No complaining later...!"
"Every 'warning' from you has just led to fun memories for me."
"You... jeez."
It started half a year ago with her virgin hymen warning. Then two months back, panicking I'd find out about the mattress theft. Now this post-hunt sweat thing.
Looking back, all such adorable, trivial worries.
Too cute—I leaned in for a soft lip-lock, swapping a hint of saliva.
"Mm."
Not a peck, not a deep tongue tangle. Just lips brushing, a gentle exchange.
Rubbing lightly, her already-red face burned hotter.
"...Can I undress you?"
"Yeah... gotta for the shower anyway."
"Then stand there, arms out."
She obeyed, spreading her arms. I circled behind, stripping her armor piece by piece.
Shoulder pauldrons, elbow couters, steel vambraces and gauntlets. Then the knee guards, greaves belt.
Down to skin-tight black full-body tights hugging her curves perfectly.
Damn, this look is hot. Especially from behind—the blatant ass outline had my cock throbbing harder.
"Taekyung? Can I drop my arms now...?"
"Not yet. Hold it."
"O-okay...!"
I hugged her from behind in just those tights, grinding my hips roughly against her ass.
"Ahng?!"
Her surprised moan echoed—total shock at the sudden assault.
"T-Taekyung...?"
"Haa, Hyeun. Why are you so fucking hot?"
"You too...! Ngh, hng...!"
One layer left to full nude, but tights alone were plenty sexy. I'd thought her armor-minus-tights look was hot before.
Now reversed—tights only? Whole new appeal.
Prime clothes horse like her looked killer in anything.
I pressed my bulging crotch into her ass crack, grinding slow.
"Hrng, hng, haht...!"
Empty hands pulled her tits back; I thrust deeper, testing her limits.
"Hngt, mm, hnng...!"
"Kids, your change of clothes are here—just put 'em on after...!"
"Nnghaat, haaaah...!!"
Hyeun hit a light orgasm just as Eunyoung noona flung open the door, clothes in hand.
"......Hngt."
"......"
"S-sorry for interrupting~! Oh, plenty of time till dinner~. T-take your time washing up~?"
In the mutual awkwardness, noona dropped the clothes and bolted.
Hyeun snapped back to reality, mumbling through crashing regret.
"Agh, so embarrassing...!"
...Yeah, fair.