Are You Really Asleep?
Our actions together fell a little short of being called full-on sex, but it was clearly at the level of pseudo-intercourse. Plap—! Plap—! Plap—! Our bare lower bodies smacked together. Her pussy, glistening and twitching as juices leaked out, and my cock, rock-hard and throbbing. We could’ve started fucking for real at any moment and it wouldn’t have felt out of place. Especially the way Park Eun-ji still looked so flustered—it was the best part.
“Hngh, kyaaah!!” Park Eun-ji jerked and spasmed as my hand kept slipping under her top. Even so, her pussy kept drooling with pleasure, yet she stubbornly held that same rigid posture, which only annoyed me more.
“…You’re enjoying it. You know you are. So how long are you gonna keep pretending you’re not?”
“Sh-shut the fuck up! I-I’m not, you asshole!”
Her ass twitched hard. The trembling was so intense my lower stomach felt heavy. She suddenly whipped her head around, glaring at me with an angry expression, as if shouting that it wasn’t true, that she definitely wasn’t feeling good. That look didn’t mean much, though. She was trying so hard to deny it, but it was pointless resistance.
“…Really?”
Park Eun-ji’s face was flushed, a deep red blush spreading across her cheeks and leaving splotches of color.
“Hnn, haah… haaah…”
I stopped moving. She caught her breath. Precum kept leaking from the tip of my cock without end.
“……Wh-what… why’d you suddenly…?”
She seemed to sense something was off and turned her head again. This time her expression was different. Still irritated, but now mixed with something that looked like distress. Her ass—more precisely, her pussy—trembled even harder.
“What do you mean, suddenly?”
“…N-no, it’s just… haah, hnn… ah…”
She couldn’t get the words out. Her lips parted and closed repeatedly before finally sealing shut. Her eyes drooped at the corners, and her lips pushed out into a pout. Dissatisfaction. Frustration. Pure longing. I could guess exactly what she was aching for.
“Say it. You already opened your mouth.”
“Hngh, haaang…♥”
I pressed her, even though I was the one in this position. I gave my hips a little thrust and stared down at her.
“……I-it’s heavy, damn it… If you’re just gonna sit there, then g-get off…”
The way she said “get off” carried a lot of weight. Whether she meant it literally or not, and why she was saying it if she didn’t want me to move.
“Get off and do what?”
“Wh-what?”
“If I do something for you… then I wouldn’t have to move, right?”
“…Wh-what the hell are you saying, you idiot!”
She flared up, but the irritation wasn’t directed entirely at me.
“Saying such disgusting shit… Can’t you just stop with those gross thoughts…?”
The words spilled out in a rush. Then she realized she’d basically confessed everything.
“I didn’t say anything, though.”
“Ah, aah……”
Her mouth opened slightly. Her eyes widened in shock at her own words. The corners of her eyes trembled, and so did the ass that was still wrapped around my cock.
“So what exactly is disgusting?”
“……”
“Like this?”
“Hngh, hnnngh…!”
I lifted her firm thighs and the ass resting on them. My glans slid along her folds and rose upward before popping out from between her cheeks with a soft thud. Park Eun-ji, who’d been lying face-down, flopped forward. I sat down beside her, pressing my hips against hers.
“There. Happy?”
“…Uh, th-that’s…”
Her expression grew complicated. Her pussy kept twitching and leaking juices.
“Your parents are probably looking for us soon.”
Their son and the girl from next door had disappeared into the room. The parents at the table might be imagining all sorts of things. My cock swayed up and down with every step, a long string of precum stretching from the tip.
“Here.”
I picked up the panties I’d thrown on the floor earlier, soaked through with her juices. They were small enough to fit in my palm yet felt surprisingly heavy, drenched as they were.
“Wh-what are you doing…?”
Ignoring her whining, I found the leg holes and slipped her feet through.
“…What the hell are you doing…?”
Her voice had dropped, laced with clear irritation.
“Putting your panties back on. What else?”
“……”
I looked at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I forced her body, still stuck to the bed, upright and pulled the panties all the way up.
“Ah, fuck… So what the hell are you suddenly doing?!”
Her panties kept rolling up awkwardly. I smoothed them out with my hands and set them properly in place.
“…I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.”
What I was really hungry for was something else, but I still couldn’t handle this stubborn Park Eun-ji. I could probably force my way inside her pussy if I really tried, but if it only happened once… holding back like this was the smarter move for now.
“Haa, haah… haaaah…”
Her breathing grew rough with frustration. I wasn’t the only one feeling pent up—Park Eun-ji was just as worked up. Seeing her so desperate made the corner of my mouth curl upward.
Twang— I snapped the waistband of her panties for no reason. They sat back in their proper place, framing the two large, pale mounds beside them.
Smack—!
“Haah, haaang…♥!”
The ass cheek I slapped jiggled from the impact. Her already-wet panties sparkled, soaked through. I left my lingering regret behind, hoping today wouldn’t be the last time. I pulled up my own pants and underwear. The precum that had leaked out made the inside of my briefs feel unpleasant.
“…You coming to eat?”
My voice came out unintentionally lewd. I gave her ass a few more squeezes like I was kneading her breasts, then started walking toward the kitchen as if I had no regrets left.
Thud— Thud— Thud—
Click— The doorknob turned. The thick, feminine scent that had filled the room faded, replaced by fresher air that filled my lungs.
“Hoo…”
I hadn’t shown it, but my hands and feet were trembling. My lower half, hidden inside my pants, kept leaking precum in pulses.
“Haaah…”
I wasn’t sure if this was the right approach. But Park Eun-ji’s reactions so far hadn’t been bad, so I could walk with a bit of hope.
“……Y-you’re late.”
“Ah, yeah.”
“L-let’s… finish eating first?”
Both parents looked visibly awkward. They kept glancing at me sideways.
“…Is Eun-ji okay?”
“Uh… yeah. She said she’s fine.”
“I-I see…”
Mom looked like she was dying to say something. The noises from the room must’ve leaked out, but I didn’t feel particularly worried.
“…I thought you and Eun-ji had grown distant, so I’m glad that’s not the case.”
I didn’t bother asking what exactly was “glad” about it. The two of them kept exchanging looks, the corners of their mouths twitching nonstop.
“If you need anything else, just say so.”
“Okay.”
The lively atmosphere from earlier had calmed down thanks to Park Eun-ji. Not in a bad way, though. At least in their parents’ minds, we probably just looked like close childhood friends. Mom especially seemed satisfied. She kept looking excited and trying to ask questions, but Dad kept shooting her warning glances to stop.
“Thanks for the meal.”
It was the same meal as always, but this time it felt different. Maybe the biggest change was my own mindset. Either way, good things were good. I slowly emptied my bowl. It didn’t take long before it was empty. When Mom asked if I wanted more, I shook my head.
“I’m done.”
“…Do you have something urgent to do?”
Mom’s question was full of laughter. She gave me a knowing look, eyes narrowed, and pressed for an answer again.
“Why eat so fast? What are you in such a hurry for, huh?”
She clearly wanted a specific answer. I didn’t need to give it to her, but I smiled at her anyway and stood up.
“…Going back to your room again?”
It was an obvious question. I was still hungry, after all.
“I’m… gonna rest for a bit.”
“…Hearing that from someone who does nothing at home all day feels kinda fresh.”
“……”
Mom’s teasing didn’t last long. She even pushed me toward the door, telling me to hurry up.
“Hoo…”
The trembling and pounding in my chest hadn’t gone away. Standing in front of the door, my heart raced. I held my breath for no reason and pressed my ear to the door.
“……”
There was a voice—specifically, one calling for me. And the owner of that voice was, of course, Park Eun-ji.
“Ah, fuck… Kim Do-hyun, y-you idiot… you fucking idiot…!”
It was crude, sharp cursing. She was completely pissed at me.
“……”
I leaned in closer, focusing on the sounds.
…And soon the room was filled with her own desperate, whimpering moans.
Click— The doorknob turned. A faint creak echoed. There was also a rustling sound—probably the blanket flapping. Park Eun-ji had her back to me, completely buried under the covers. It looked almost pitiful.
Thud— Thud— Thud—
The feminine scent was even thicker than before. I followed it and approached the bed. Swish— Swish— I moved to her side, lifted the blanket, and slipped my body underneath.
“Hnn… haah, haaah…”
Her breathing was steady now, something I hadn’t heard earlier. Park Eun-ji kept acting like she was asleep.
“Are you really sleeping?”
“……”
It hadn’t been that short a time. But it wasn’t long enough to actually fall asleep either. There had been more than enough time to doze off, though. Whether she really was or not, I just had to check.
Swish— Swish— I ran my hands over her body. Her shoulders flinched, but I pretended not to notice and slowly slipped my hand under her top.