Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Peach Dessert
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Ga-eul came out with this unexpected suggestion about having dessert.
"Dessert?"
"Yeah, peach dessert."
Her sweet words whispered right in my ear drew everyone's gaze to Ga-eul's face.
The girl with peach-like hair.
The girl enveloped in a fragrant, sweet peach scent wafting from her entire body.
Ga-eul gently placed her hand on my cheek.
My heart started pounding on its own.
I could see her small face, with its features delicately gathered together. Big, round eyes. A perky little nose. Lips glistening like they'd been glazed with honey.
Ga-eul, beautiful in a way no one else in the world could match. She sometimes looked a bit sadistic, but she doted fiercely on those within her circle.
She usually clung to me, calling "sis, sis," all sweet and obedient, but in moments like this, she turned bold and aggressive.
Ga-eul's face drew slowly closer.
"Huu..."
I wanted to bow my head in embarrassment, but I couldn't escape the warmth of her hand.
"Haa. Ga-eul..."
Her lips stopped just short of touching, letting her sweet breath mingle with mine.
"Our pretty sis. Do you want to kiss me?"
To tease me with a playful question like that when our lips were almost touching. Normally, you wouldn't ruin the mood with something like this. I couldn't help resenting her a little.
I pushed my lips out defiantly, but she pulled back just as much.
"Ung!"
I whined like a child, but Ga-eul just laughed.
"Won't give me an answer?"
Somehow she kept that tantalizing distance with perfect reflexes, like she wasn't about to make a single mistake.
Feisty now, I shoved my face forward, but she dodged and patted my head instead.
"Sheesh... I'm the sis here."
A bit hurt inside, I turned my head away, and her laughter rang out.
Listening to it felt like peach juice bursting in my ears. A fresh, beautiful voice. How could even her mischievous laugh sound so pretty?
As I pretended to sulk with my head turned, I felt her arms wrap around my shoulders from behind.
"Hik."
I felt myself yanked hard. When I came to my senses, I was nestled in Ga-eul's embrace.
One hand pulled my waist close, while the other fiddled with my ear.
"Our pretty sis, you have to answer."
Breathing so close to her made the air hot, leaving me short of breath.
"Haa... Okay."
Ga-eul flashed a mischievous grin at my response.
"Okay to what?"
"...Kiss me."
Chu.
No sooner had the words left my mouth than she planted a light peck and pulled away.
"Good girl."
I had no idea what I'd done right, but following her lead got me a kiss.
"P-Peck me."
Chu.
She could just kiss me long and deep, but she kept teasing instead.
Our lips were pressed so tight together there wasn't even room for a finger. It only made me more desperate.
No matter how much I pushed my lips forward, she wouldn't allow it.
"Peck!"
Every time I inhaled, her sweet breath filled my mouth, driving me crazy.
"Why... won't you!"
She just kept laughing without a word. All it did was make me more annoyed at her teasing.
"Peck!... Peck!!"
The alcohol was hitting me late, making my head spin.
"Peck... please."
Chu.
"Good girl."
Ga-eul patted my head.
Bit by bit, my dizzy mind started to understand.
"Please give me a peck."
Chuu.
"Good girl."
"Hng..."
A slightly longer kiss, followed by more petting.
"Peck."
My short plea only brought her pretty laugh instead of a kiss.
"Please peck me."
Chu.
"Good girl."
"Please give me a peck."
Chuu.
"Good girl."
Our hot breaths and the alcohol mixed together, making me drunk faster than ever.
Still, I got it now.
"Please kiss me long."
The moment I finished speaking, Ga-eul—who'd only been giving pecks—covered my lips deeply.
Her soft lips pulled away, and she petted my head.
But it was still too short.
I'd figured it out perfectly, though. Follow the rules right, and I'd get rewards and praise.
Even as I thought that, I felt her fiddling with my earlobe. Her hand felt cool against my skin—my face must be burning up.
Embarrassment flooded me, and after agonizing for a while, I finally spoke.
"Please kiss me."
Nothing. Had I misunderstood the rules?
Ga-eul, who hadn't kissed me and was just playing with my ear, patted her own knee.
Seeing that, I climbed onto her lap facing her, and only then did she finally move.
That must've been the right answer.
"You've gotten bold."
I'd wanted it on the lips, but her face headed for my neck instead.
Chup.
"Hut."
I'd worn a t-shirt over my shirt to barely hide it, but she lifted the fabric and imprinted another friend mark.
"It... tickles..."
Ga-eul ignored my words and kept sucking on my neck.
Only after a long while did she finally release her lips.
"Haa."
"Good. It's marked nicely. Think of me every time you see it. Got it?"
"...Yeah."
"Good girl."
She praised me like a dog who'd fetched its own leash to go for a walk.
I nestled tight in her arms, getting my back and the back of my head stroked.
Still, the lingering dissatisfaction slipped out before I knew it.
"K-Kiss, please."
Ga-eul, who'd been stroking my head and back, slowly brought her lips to mine.
Chu.
It felt like the first peck. Her lips were so soft.
Just as I thought it might continue, she took my lower lip between hers and licked it with her tongue.
I could feel her tongue vividly against my lips.
"Ung."
A ticklish sensation hit at the same time as my heart pounded wildly.
"Pha—."
After sucking on my lips for so long, Ga-eul pulled back a little, and I finally let out a long breath.
"Good?"
"...You're not supposed to ask that."
Ga-eul smiled prettily at my answer and kissed me again.
Chub.
Different this time—her lips pressed in strongly.
She sucked and licked my lower lip, then my upper, over and over.
I felt her hand on my nape tense slightly as we kissed.
"Hng."
Ga-eul, who'd been sucking just my lips, deepened the kiss.
Her lips were soft, with a squishy sweetness.
And at the same time, something soft slipped between them.
Ga-eul's tongue tapped lightly at my slightly parted teeth, making my mouth open on its own.
"Hung."
I was startled, but with my mouth blocked, all that came out was a nasal hum.
Her tongue rubbed against the tip of mine.
So soft and slippery.
It was such a lewd kiss. Was this the kiss I'd begged for?
No time to feel shy—her tongue pushed its way in.
Our tongues began to tangle, our saliva mixing.
It was so sweet, like sucking on peach flesh.
How much time passed as I madly licked and sucked her tongue?
Our tongues entwined, saliva mingled, and even our hot breaths mixed, making it hard to breathe.
"Hung. Hung!"
Whether it was the alcohol overwhelming me or actual suffocation, I couldn't tell.
I protested with nasal whines, but she ignored me.
Her arms gripped my nape and waist tight—I couldn't break free.
How much time passed? Ten minutes? Twenty? I had no idea. My mind was blank.
Making lewd sounds as our tongues mixed, saliva—whose it was, I didn't know—dribbled from the corner of my lips.
My breaths were so hot, even breathing through my nose was hard.
My mind grew hazy.
This was really dangerous—I snapped my foggy mind back into focus.
"Hng!"
I protested hard against Ga-eul, who wouldn't let go, and she finally parted her lips just a bit.
"Haaa... Huu..."
I panted roughly and tilted my head back slightly. Saliva stretched in strings between her lips and mine.
"Suffocating?"
"Thought... I was dying. Hoo..."
"Then why didn't you let go?"
Looking at my hands, I saw they were wrapped around her neck. I'd been clinging so desperately without realizing.
"Uh... yeah."
Ga-eul smiled faintly at my words, then—without even giving me a few seconds to rest—kissed me again.
Her hand on my nape, she hugged my waist and tangled our tongues.
Chub. Chwip.
In the silent car, only the sticky sounds of saliva echoed.
Straddling her, I was completely restrained.
My whole body bound, allowed only occasional breaths.
"Haa... Haa... Wup."
Mindlessly tangling tongues and sucking lips with Ga-eul. The saliva dripping between us was beyond caring.
Then I felt her hands around me loosen.
Thinking maybe it was over, I unconsciously tightened my arms around her neck.
This was my reward for obeying her so well.
As my mind hazed over, I felt her hand lift my butt slightly.
At the same time, my skirt—which had bunched over my thighs from climbing onto her lap—rode up over my butt.
Chub. Chub.
Even as my mind fogged and my skirt hiked up, I kept tangling tongues with her.
Then her hand slipped between my fully exposed butt and panties.
Ga-eul patted my butt, then began kneading it.
"Hung."
It was so embarrassing, but I couldn't pull away.
Every time she sucked my tongue and kneaded my butt, my groin rubbed against her thigh in reaction.
"Hut. Ga-eul..."
As my body twitched and our lips parted, hers came crashing back down.
Rougher now, like she wouldn't praise me if I resisted more.
In my hazy mind, desperate for her praise, I stuck out my tongue and yielded my butt.