The Tail-Wagging Vixen and the Locked Stall

"Ah... damn it. I must've had too much beer. Hey, Taeseok. I'm hitting the restroom."

While Sehee lay sprawled and dead asleep under the parasol, I staggered to my feet. The alcohol had settled heavily in my lower belly.

As I slipped away from the table, I casually reached out with my left hand and dragged my palm slowly across Taeseok's broad, solid back.

"......!!"

Taeseok jolted at the electrifying touch running up his spine and looked up at me. The silk hem of my dress fluttered dangerously in the night breeze. Click, click. The stiletto heels that had felt so awkward earlier somehow produced an oddly seductive rhythm tonight.

I paused mid-step, turned my head slightly, and shot him a sultry sideways glance with flushed eyes. Like a perfect nine-tailed fox vixen flicking her tails. A blatant, lust-drenched female invitation that whispered, "What are you waiting for? Follow me."

I walked on, exaggerating the sway of my hips. Taeseok behind me was no doubt staring at the dizzying curves shifting beneath the thin silk. I didn't need to look to know.

"Ah......"

Completely entranced by that lethal gaze and movement, Taeseok stood frozen with his mouth hanging open. A strand of clear drool slipped from between his thick, parted lips like a beast that had lost all reason. I smiled languidly at the stupidly honest male reaction and turned away.

And at that perfect moment of corruption, the floating message window in the air began to explode in a frenzy.

The gods' shock, delight, and massive donations kept ringing in my head. I smirked at the translucent notification window.

Okay, timing's perfect. Points are pouring in. But it's getting noisy.

I froze the gods' chat window with a casual gesture and opened the system shop while walking.

No matter how much alcohol and lust had soaked my brain, I was still the leader of the former Rank 1 party. I couldn't just leave a party member (and ex-girlfriend) passed out defenseless on the ground.

"Shop. Buy one day's worth of 'Disposable Premium Guardian Spirit.'"

It was expensive, eating up a large chunk of the points the gods had just showered me with, but the performance was guaranteed. With a cheerful pop!, a translucent silver fox guardian spirit appeared and curled up at Sehee's feet as she slept.

"Hey, fox. Make sure not even a single fly lands on Sehee. And... if she shows any sign of waking up, blast an alarm straight into my brain. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Got it?"

The guardian spirit nodded, tail swishing at my secret order. Party member safety secured, and a perfect "anti-getting-caught CCTV alarm" set as well.

Now I can enjoy... I mean, take care of business in the restroom without worry.

Having rationalized away even the slightest guilt, I strode toward the dimly lit public restroom in the nearby park. Without a shred of hesitation, I headed straight for the entrance marked with the male (blue figure) symbol—until a panicked voice stopped me.

"N-Noona?! That's the men's restroom!! The women's is over there..."

"What are you talking about? My core is still the thirty-year veteran manly man Kang Jinho. Me going into the women's restroom would be the real crime!"

Spouting that miraculous logic, I boldly marched into the men's restroom. It was late, so thankfully it was empty. Flickering old fluorescent lights, the sharp smell of bleach, and that characteristic chilly air.

"N-Noona... even so, coming in here dressed like that is dangerous! What if someone comes...!"

Taeseok, who had followed me as if bewitched by my blatant seduction, entered the men's restroom while trembling, his massive shield clutched in front of him like a shield against reality. The moment his huge frame completely blocked the narrow entrance, a mischievous and sticky idea flashed through my mind.

Hide-and-seek would be way too easy to find someone.

The bathroom is small.

If it's small, it's inconvenient.

Better to finish with a small amount.

If I mess up...

Someone might misunderstand.

Rather than wasting time on actual business...

Doing something lewd would be way more fun.

"Someone coming would be a problem? Then just hide. Come here."

I grabbed Taeseok by the collar, shoved him into the farthest stall, and followed right after, slamming the door shut.

Click—

The sound of the lock turning echoed loudly inside the dark, enclosed space.

"H-Huh?! Noona?!"

Inside the cramped stall, the only sound was the low hum of the old exhaust fan. Even the cheap naphthalene smell felt strangely decadent now. But what overwhelmed everything was the heat. The boiling male body heat radiating from the two-meter-tall giant seemed to instantly devour all the oxygen in the tiny room.

"Hey, it's way too narrow. Sit on the toilet lid for now."

I pushed Taeseok's shoulders down, forcing him to sit on the closed lid. Then, as if simply making space, I naturally lifted one leg and straddled his thick thigh.

"Hnn...!"

The moment my body pressed fully against his knee, a sticky, pained moan slipped from my lips. The already short silk dress rode up helplessly to my waist.

My bare, pale thighs—without even stockings—rubbed blatantly against his rough cargo pants. Because of the tight space, our lower bodies locked together with zero gap. His firm thigh muscles pressed firmly against ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my sensitive center, sending a sharp thrill racing up my spine. My alcohol-flushed body greedily absorbed the man's heat and melted shamelessly on its own.

"N-Noona...!! W-What are you... Hah, hnnng...!"

Taeseok's face, looking up from below, was already flushed crimson. Under the flickering dim light, his massive chest heaved roughly, pressing against my swollen breasts.

"What do you mean? Two guys can take care of business together in the restroom. Right?"

A perfect, vulgar temptress's provocation disguised as manly camaraderie.

Taeseok's rough breathing tickled my collarbone. Inside the narrow stall, the expensive musk perfume Sehee had sprayed on me mingled with Taeseok's thick male scent, assaulting my nose dizzyingly.

"Haa... haa... Noona... Please stop... I really think I'm going to lose my mind..."

Taeseok's thick hands flailed helplessly in the air before finally giving in and crushing my slender waist in a desperate embrace. My back arched like a bow under that scorching grip, and I felt myself grow even wetter between my legs, beyond control.

"Earlier... when Sehee noona touched you however she wanted in the fitting room and kissed you... honestly, even while my eyes were bleeding, I was so jealous. I wanted to touch you too... I thought I was going crazy...!"

The pure-hearted man's beastly confession that had been held back.

The moment I heard those words, something in my alcohol-heated brain snapped. The playful urge to tease Taeseok vanished completely, replaced by the perfect persona of a lust-starved vixen.

I smirked and roughly undid the buttons of Taeseok's thick shirt that was wrapped around my waist.

"Yeah? Our puppy ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was waiting outside and got that jealous?"

Taeseok's powerfully built chest muscles and countless scars were revealed. I slowly pressed my face against the hot, sweat-slicked skin. The unique male skin scent and sweat smell rushing in paralyzed my reason.

"Then... I'll do to you exactly what Sehee did to me earlier."

Smack, lick—

My wet lips descended onto Taeseok's firm chest muscles. As I licked up the skin, the salty taste of sweat spread across my tongue. Soon I bared my pointed fangs and gently, sensually bit into the softest flesh where his collarbone met his thick trapezius.

"Krrgh...! N-Noonaaa...!!"

Inside the locked stall of the dark public restroom.

Under the system's perfect security, while my ex-girlfriend Sehee lay passed out outside.

I panted like a beast, devouring my little brother's body as if copying the pleasure that had been given to me.