A Horny Love Confession Out of Nowhere♡♡♡

A wet, filthy squelch filled the bathroom — pussy juice mixing with the shower spray, even lewder than usual.

"Haa... nngh, aah... so good..."

"Making a horny love confession out of nowhere."

"I love youuuuu...!"

Words I could never say sober. I borrowed the drunken haze of sex and whispered them, face buried and burning red as I took Youngkwon's cock from behind.

Was it the heat of the sex, or the scalding shower water? My body was so hot my mind had gone hazy.

Click—

"Hey...! Let me in too!"

Hyewon's voice, louder than I had ever heard it. That bright, clear shout snapped my hazy mind right back into focus.

"I-it's embarrassing! Close the door!"

"I wanna do it too!"

"Do it together? What are you even talking about! You idiot!"

Stark naked, Hyewon forced her way into the tub. Her head popped up between my arms as I braced against the wall, still taking it from behind. She groped my breasts and kissed me.

I think she has the completely wrong target in mind.

"Schlick... slurp... aah... nngh..."

"Slurp... schlick... Hana, why are you so cute."

My clear mind went hazy all over again. The three of us sank deeper and deeper into that filthy, intoxicating atmosphere.

All weekend long, the three of us fucked like animals. Whenever Youngkwon sat down to eat, Hyewon and I were under the table sucking his cock and balls. Whenever we ate, his cock and fingers were buried in our pussies. And whenever he watched TV, we became his dakimakura, offering up every inch of our bodies.

His hands must have gotten bored just watching — he mostly groped our tits, and sometimes made us suck ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠him off. No matter what we were doing or where we were, our bodies were tangled together, and the touching between Hyewon and me grew naturally more frequent.

Kissing a girl had never bothered me from the start, and Hyewon's touch was so soft it actually felt nice. Sometimes she'd pinch my nipples or smack my ass just to mess with me, but compared to the gap in intensity between Youngkwon and Hyewon, it was downright adorable.

In that filthy atmosphere, Hyewon was always above me. Simply put, I was the fuck-mat. There wasn't a trace of her usual passive personality. She had the same savage temperament she showed when gaming, and her body language was no different from a succubus — a tyrant queen through and through. The vibe she gave off was so similar to Youngkwon's that I couldn't go against her. Of course, in front of Youngkwon, Hyewon was nothing more than a fleshlight herself.

Those three soaked, filthy days brought me an insane amount of experience. I leveled up from his cum more than five times.

Having poured the entire weekend into sex, it was time to part ways. We had school tomorrow. I braced my trembling legs against the wall and saw Youngkwon and Hyewon off.

"S-see you..."

"Hana...! That was so much fun! I'll come hang out all the time!"

"No. Don't come."

"Heh... so mean... even though you loved it so much when I touched you."

"Shut up...! There are people around."

"Hehe... I'm sorry..."

Once we were outside, Hyewon's personality snapped right back. Her meek, shrinking-violet mode was even cuter, honestly.

"You too, Youngkwon... see you..."

"Yeah. You tasted good."

"Nngh..."

One blunt compliment from Youngkwon and my pussy twitched again. Guess my cunt's greed really had no bottom.

"I'll text you."

"Okay...!"

I successfully saw them both off and returned to my dorm room. The place was a wreck — stuff scattered everywhere, smeared with cum and pussy juice.

"What a mess..."

"We did do it a lot..."

"Huh?"

"Twelve times of what."

"Isn't Youngkwon gonna die at this rate..."

"Hyewon's ability really is something..."

"At sex?"

"Ahh..."

"What are you talking about. The ranking matches just ended."

"Isn't it too fast...? I feel like I had sex with Youngkwon the second I met him."

"Sorry..."

"Hey, it's not like I want to.... I mean, sometimes I do.... but usually Youngkwon..."

"I got one win though!"

"And didn't you send me here to do exactly this?"

"This is a porn novel! Didn't you send me into a novel so I'd have sex?"

"That's the same thing! Do you even know how much Youngkwon's been railing me?!"

"Sh-shut up...! I had to because of the mission! What would you know!"

Is she bipolar? What's this bitch's problem today.

"It's fine. You extra sensitive today?"

"What?"

"Okay."

"Gyaaaaaah!"

Crazy bitch. What's she throwing a fit for all of a sudden!

I woke up in the middle of the room after getting knocked out by the Author's electric shock.

"I hadn't even cleaned yet and she knocks me out, what the hell..."

Was she on her period or something. Why was she so damn sensitive. What did I even do wrong? I genuinely had no idea this time. Just because she was in a bad mood, she could treat me however she wanted? She was writing this novel because of me, for crying out loud.

"Haa... whatever..."

I started cleaning up the mess around me. The underwear Youngkwon had left behind....

"Hss... haah... these are the best, though?"

I'd keep those separate for now. Keeping the wet wipes he'd used to wipe off his cum would be too much, right? Those could go.

Once I'd cleaned the room to a reasonable degree, I lay down on the bed and looked at my smartphone.

"Hmm..."

I was browsing student info, looking for my next ranking match opponent. The Author's unusual attitude was quietly bothering me. I should be careful not to set her off when she was this sensitive. Who'd make a good opponent. Anyone weak out there, please.

"Huh?"

My classmate Helena's info caught my eye.

Helena had been grinding ranking matches too. She mainly used ice magic.... yeah, that suited her. Lately I'd only been talking to my regular party members, so I hadn't interacted with anyone else in class. This was an academy novel, so talking with classmates should help the story progress. Maybe I should start by getting a little closer to Helena.

Inside the classroom.

"Hey!"

"Hey."

"Feels like it's been forever since we said hi."

"Yeah."

Helena was still a woman of few words. It suited her! It really did! You needed at least one ice-cold character like this.

Helena always answered coldly, but compared to how she treated other people, she was actually being warm with me. She usually didn't even bother answering and just ignored them.

"Helena, I heard you're doing ranking matches."

"Yeah. You too, Hana?"

"Yeah! You're calling me Hana now?"

"......"

Helena turned her head to the side. Was she embarrassed? She had a cute side too.

"What do you usually do with your time, Helena?"

"Train."

"No hobbies?"

"Training is my hobby."

"Uh.... is it fun?"

"It's not fun."

"Then how is that a hobby."

"......"

Helena fell silent again.

"Is there anything you do besides training?"

"Watch movies."

"Oh.... what kind of movies do you like?"

"......"

Again? Helena turned her head to the side once more. Was there a reason she couldn't say?

"If it's hard to talk about, you don't have to."

"Anime..."

"Huh?"

"It's not actually movies. It's anime..."

"Animation?"

"Yeah..."

Gap moe at its finest. The perfect, aloof Helena who, once she got home, was a shut-in secretly watching anime by herself? Not a bad character setting at all.

"I like anime too."

"What do you watch?"

"Uh.... I haven't been watching much lately, so I dunno."

I didn't know this world's anime, and it was also ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠true I hadn't watched any because I'd been too busy having sex.

"Then you don't actually like it."

"That's not true! I really do like it. I'm a total otaku."

"Liar."

"Why would I be lying?"

"If you liked it, you would've kept watching."

"I've just been extra busy lately so I couldn't.... Ah! Then you can recommend some to me."

"Me?"

"Yeah!"

The easiest way to get close to someone was to share a hobby. Calling me not an otaku — me, who used to devour novels and anime in the real world. My pride took a hit. I'd show her what a real otaku looked like.

"Let's watch your favorite anime together in my room."

"Your room?"

"Yeah! I live in the dorms."

"An ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠invitation...?"

"Yeah, anime's more fun when you watch it with a friend."

"I've never watched with anyone."

Yeah, that tracked. Anyone could tell Helena had zero social skills.

"Got a favorite food?"

"Yeah."

"What is it? I love fried chicken the most."

"Me too."

"We get along great. Then how about I buy some fried chicken and we go watch anime together?"

"Fried chicken.... once a month.... I already had it this month."

"Huh?"

"If my parents find out, I'm dead."

They were controlling her fried chicken intake? What kind of household was she living in.

"Then we just eat it in secret. I'll buy it."

"In secret?"

"Yeah!"

I grabbed Helena's hand and pulled her out of the classroom.