Dinner (1)
“Haa, aah, ugh, hnnng….”
After taking my load in her rear, Hwayeong sunbae stayed beneath me, moaning for quite a while.
It seemed her first experience with anal sex and the intense pleasure from her rectal walls had been quite a shock.
Even so, she had taken everything without pulling away. I silently expressed my gratitude by thrusting a few more times, as if squeezing out the last drops of semen from my urethra.
“I’ll cum a little more, sunbae.”
“Ugh, ah, yaah….”
Perhaps because the semen acted as extra lubricant, my cock slid more easily inside her. Even after her orgasm, her rectum and colon continued to squeeze tightly around me, milking every last drop of cum from my shaft.
The pill I had used as an excuse earlier—and that I had felt brushing against the tip with every thrust—had already disappeared. It must have been pushed deep inside along with my release, or perhaps it had dissolved completely and mixed with the semen.
Since I had already achieved my goal, it no longer mattered. I stopped thinking about it and pushed my cock a little deeper into her colon.
“Uhnng…?!”
Hwayeong sunbae let out a startled moan, apparently thinking I would pull out the moment we finished.
“Y-you already came, didn’t you?!”
“I did. I’m completely empty now.”
“Then why are you shoving it back in?!”
“Just because. Your body feels so warm inside. I don’t want to pull out.”
“You little shit… Stop messing around and take it out already.”
“My cock says it’s cold outside. Can’t we stay like this a little longer?”
“…Bring it here. I’ll roast it so thoroughly you’ll never say something like that again.”
The fireball the size of a human head forming in her hand was more than enough of a threat.
Not wanting my still-useful cock turned into a German sausage, I quickly pulled out of her rear at her warning.
Pop.
“Hngh!”
With a cute burst of air, the thick plug that had been sealing her anus came free, and a thick, milky liquid immediately gushed out.
My semen erupted from her hole in every direction, staining the bedsheets and her body.
The sight of sticky fluid bursting out from a single hole in all directions was exactly like…
“Looks like there’s still an active volcano left in Korea.”
“…Fuck. Get over here, you bastard.”
“It was just a joke. Why are you so mad?”
“You little shit. I only let you use my ass because you kept begging, and now you’re calling it a volcano?!”
Before she could get any angrier, I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers.
Hwayeong sunbae’s lips, which had been cursing moments ago, fell silent. Soon they transformed into something that produced wet, intimate sounds.
Honestly, I had kissed her prepared to get my tongue bitten, but the moment our lips met, she didn’t resist when I slipped my tongue in.
Chup, chup.
“Hngh, mmph, chup….”
After a few minutes of kissing, I pulled back. Her expression had softened considerably.
“Feeling better now?”
“…You’re not even denying that you kissed me on purpose?”
“But it felt good, right?”
“…Yeah.”
“Sorry, sunbae. Being with you just makes me feel so relaxed that the teasing keeps slipping out.”
In truth, I simply enjoyed seeing the usually languid Hwayeong sunbae’s expression change in any way. It was similar to how I felt about teasing the perpetually expressionless Cha Yuri.
“…This is the last time I’m letting it slide. Don’t think you can act like a dick just because you have one.”
“Yes, sunbae.”
“……”
Still looking unconvinced, Hwayeong sunbae glared at me once before reaching for her smartphone. After checking something, she called out to me in a slightly urgent voice.
“Hey, hey!”
“What is it, sunbae?”
“Hey, fuck! The delivery guy already came and left!”
“What?”
She showed me her phone screen. A text message from about thirty minutes ago was still there.
「Left the food in front of the store~」
“Ah.”
That afternoon, Hwayeong sunbae and I ended up eating cold pizza for dinner.
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After roughly washing the traces of sex off our bodies and putting on just enough clothes to cover ourselves, we went down to retrieve the food the delivery driver had left in front of the first-floor store. Hwayeong sunbae, still on the bed, looked at me and muttered in exasperation.
“Nice work. This is exactly why I said we should eat first.”
“……Sorry.”
The pizza box, left outside for thirty minutes in the chilly autumn weather, held no warmth at all.
I supposed it was fortunate that no one had taken it during those thirty minutes. Thankful to have been born in a country where people generally didn’t steal unattended items on the street—except bicycles—I placed the cold pizza box on the table.
“It’s fine. Actually, this works out perfectly.”
“What?”
When I tilted my head in confusion at her words as she sat up on the bed, she continued.
“What do you mean it works out?”
“The pizza’s cold, so I can use it as practice for my flame magic assignment. There are plenty of ways to reheat cold pizza with fire magic. You remember the heat-generation formula, right?”
“……Yes.”
“Like I said earlier, you’re forbidden from using any formalized magic until you properly understand it.”
I nodded a beat late at the unexpected extension of our lesson.
…If I had known this would happen, I would’ve suggested eating first too.
Noticing my bitter expression, Hwayeong sunbae looked genuinely pleased at having found a weakness.
“This is all your own fault. So accept it.”
“I know.”
“Come to think of it, you said you can use cold magic too, right? Then let’s practice supercooling this cola as well—kyaa?!”
“……?”
While trying to sit down after finding another chance to tease me, Hwayeong sunbae suddenly screamed and jumped back up. I tilted my head, puzzled by her sudden reaction.
“What’s wrong, sunbae?”
“Ow, shit, it hurts….”
“What does?”
“Down there, it stings….”
“Down where?”
“You fucker! My ass is killing me because of what you shoved in there!!”
Ah.
I hadn’t expected complaints from that particular area, so even I was caught off guard by her reaction.
“Should I cast a healing spell?”
“……Yeah, hurry up.”
“Ah, but I’ve only ever used healing spells without fully understanding them, so casting one now might count as breaking our promise….”
“Do you want to get hit, or do you want to get hit while doing it?”
“…I’ll just do it. Please don’t hit me.”
I slipped my hand inside her robe and cast a healing spell on the rear hole we had just been using.
“All done, sunbae.”
“……Okay.”
Perhaps embarrassed about having snapped because her anus was throbbing, she tried to act nonchalant as she lowered her hips onto the chair again.
Not even a second after her butt touched the seat, her body shot back up.
“Aagh, fuck! It still hurts, you bastard!!”
“What? I definitely cast healing on you….”
“Do you think I’m lying just to be annoying?!”
“No, that’s not it… Maybe healing spells just don’t work on that area?”
“……What?”
“Healing spells are meant to repair missing or damaged tissue. Swelling from friction around the anus probably doesn’t count as damage, so it has no effect.”
“……Hah, fuck. That actually makes sense….”
My explanation seemed convincing enough. Hwayeong sunbae scratched her head and grumbled in irritation.
Come to think of it, Han Min-a had also been strangely restless the day after we did it in her rear. I had wondered why she kept squeezing a pillow between her legs and sitting in awkward positions. I never imagined it was because of something like this.
Do Sihui never showed any signs of discomfort in that regard either.
I should be more careful the next time I take Min-a from behind.
…Not that I planned to stop doing it.
“…Forget it. I’ll just sit on a pillow.”
“Why go through the trouble? You can just sit in your designated seat, sunbae.”
“…This is my house. What designated seat?”
“Of course there is one. Excuse me for a moment, sunbae.”
Giving me a look that clearly said “What the hell is this bastard planning now?”, she let me pick her up and carry her to the table. I sat down in the chair I had been using and settled her onto my lap, her body overlapping mine.
“My body is your designated seat from now on.”
“I knew you were going to pull some bullshit again.”
“Still, it’s better than a hard chair, isn’t it?”
“…With clothes on, it feels just as hard.”
“Then we can just take them off.”
I casually stripped off the clothes I had put on to fetch the delivery. Hwayeong sunbae’s robe was also lifted slightly so her bare skin rested directly against my thighs.
“How is it now?”
“…Not bad.”
“Really?”
“It’s still hard, but it’s warm enough. And since I’m not touching the floor directly, it doesn’t hurt.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
“…I don’t particularly like it. I’m just going along with your perverted scheme, so you should be grateful.”
“Yes, thank you, sunbae.”
Now fairly accustomed to handling her, I nodded in gratitude. I didn’t bother mentioning that my scheme was even more perverted than she imagined.
(This is the version without glasses from the illustration above)