Shower Ecstasy and Suljigi Secrets

Na-young lathered up the shower ball and began wiping down her body. She accepted my touch silently, her face flushed red. There was no need for words. My hands spreading the foam over her smooth skin, savoring every sensation, and her soft moans conveyed our mutual pleasure perfectly.

"Haah, haeuk… Eut! Huut…!"

I kneaded her gravity-defying breasts, which proudly asserted their presence. Pushing them together deepened the cleavage. I imagined how it would feel to slide my cock in there, gripping harder as the thought excited me.

"Hut! Too rough. Be a little gentler…."

"S-sorry."

Her drooping eyes combined with those doe-like pupils unleashed devastating charm. I'd only squeezed her tits a bit hard, but I felt like a heinous criminal. I eased up as much as possible, circling slowly around her nipples. They bounced back with otherworldly elasticity every time I pressed, like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠firm dough. No matter how much I fondled them, these national treasure-level breasts never got boring.

"Lift your arms."

I smeared foam under her smooth armpits—a spot that gets her aroused easily. Just rubbing the shower ball there ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠made her breathing ragged, so licking it would probably drive her wild.

"You're good at this. Lots of practice, huh?"

"Who the hell would I do this for? I told you I don't have a girlfriend."

"Then, am I your first?"

"Obviously."

Her lips curved up more than before. To figure out how much of her reaction under the altered common sense was hypnosis and how much was genuine, I observed her closely. 'That thrilled reaction to it being her first— that's real.' Kissing me, letting me touch her breasts, coming into the bathroom together—that was due to the common sense alteration. But the system didn't tamper with the emotions she felt from it. Na-young was smiling like that because she genuinely enjoyed it, not because of any ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hypnosis.

"Feels good, huh?"

"Yeah. It's super relaxing and nice having you wash me. Keep doing it."

"You're not a kid—what, fine, chin up. I'm rinsing."

"Yes♡"

As the foam rinsed away, her water-slicked skin gleamed. It made me want to mark my territory with kisses. Lifting the undersides of her breasts positioned her hardened nipples perfectly upward, ripe for sucking. I lowered my head, taking the areola—framing her nipple so invitingly—into my mouth. Instead of the sterile milk flavor I'd expected, it tasted like sweet honey.

Lick lick, slurp slurp… suck suck.

"Kyaa~ T-tickles. S-slow down… haeuuut."

She panted roughly, wrapping her hands around my head. No escape now—just shut up and suck her tits, her silent gesture seemed to say. I welcomed this kind of restraint. Like a newborn craving milk, I latched onto Na-young's breasts and suckled greedily. Teasing with my tongue, then nipping lightly, she arched her back and thrashed.

"Hut, heueu… H-harder, more… kyaang, haeuk…!!"

Her excited face buried into her own breasts, struggling to breathe. Worried she'd actually pass out, I pulled back, prying her arms away. Her tits were a sweaty, saliva-soaked mess, sticky enough to make a squelch.

"Haa, haa…."

Gazing at the marks I'd left, I looked up to find Na-young staring downward.

"This thing…."

She eyed my cock, swollen with blood-engorged sponge ready to burst.

"You got excited because of me?"

I nodded. Who wouldn't after sucking on such luscious tits? Her already flushed cheeks burned even redder. Her hot, moan-laced breath tickled my ear.

"I wanna touch it."

Whoa. Her shocking words left me speechless. This wasn't in the quest window. While I floundered, Na-young spoke first.

"It's just with your hand, so it should be fine. Hold on."

I had no idea what was "fine," but I stayed still. Following her lead was the clear condition. Her slender fingers gripped the shaft. She kneaded with just the right pressure, then slowly stroked up and down. Her movements were so stimulating, precum leaked steadily.

Schlurp… schloop. Swish swish, slurp…

"What's coming out the tip?"

"Precum. It comes out when someone touches it."

"I see."

It throbbed hotly with arousal, but her reaction was surprisingly calm. It felt off, but the quest came first, so I let her continue. 'The system will adjust if needed.' I could only touch permitted areas, but Na-young had no such limits. Maybe to her, stroking my cock felt like caressing my arm or shoulder. She was acting on the common sense that only applied here, different from reality.

Not wanting to just take it, I went back to sucking her tits. She flinched in surprise at my counterattack but didn't let go of my cock. And so, Na-young and I feasted on each other's permitted zones, trading pleasures for a while. My precum-slicked dick made wet splashing sounds; her tits slurped like sucking an empty straw. Either way, it was erotic BGM fueling our arousal.

Her amateur technique still built my climax relentlessly, stoking the fire. Afraid I'd cum for real if it went on, I pulled my lips from her nipple. I didn't want my first handjob to end in a premature finish. As I cooled my excitement, her strokes slowed too.

'She's holding back too.' After having her tits sucked and even touching my cock, she didn't push to the next step. It felt like an invisible hand was blocking the line. Like, not yet.

"Thanks for washing me. You go out first."

Her love juices trailed down her thighs. Guess she'd handle that herself.

*****

As I stepped out, a message appeared in midair.

I'd suckled like my life depended on it, easily surpassing thirty times. After feasting to my heart's content and even getting a handjob from Na-young, 5 million won rolled in.

Ding~

My account balance hit ten million already. Just two kisses, tit fondling, and nipple sucking. 'This is straight-up cheat mode.'

It was tantalizing having to progress step-by-step like a game, but these rewards made it easy to hold back. 'Plus, it's got that visual novel thrill of conquering heroines.'

I threw on some clothes and headed to the kitchen to boil water. After drinking with Na-young and waking up together, there was one thing I always made. I pulled bean sprouts, green onions, minced garlic, soy sauce, salt, and broth tea bags from the fridge and pantry. After a heavy night, a spicy, hearty soup is a morning must.

I steeped the broth bag in boiling water, added bean sprouts and minced garlic, boiled it down, then seasoned with soy sauce and salt. Top it with chopped green onions, and voilà—Kang Ji-hoon special simple bean sprout soup.

"Mmm, smells amazing."

Na-young emerged from the bathroom right on cue, rocking a loose boxy tee with no bottoms. More sexy than when she'd stripped casually in the shower.

"It's ready—hurry up."

"Heung~ Thanks. You're the only one for me."

Thanks to you too. For the first nipple feeding.

*

She polished off her third bowl with a satisfied belch.

"Damn, you make it so good. Mine never tastes this right."

"Everyone knows you're shit at cooking, so just shut up and eat what I made."

"Heh heh heh, so you'll keep making it for me? Should I just marry you?"

"Fuck off. Who'd have you?"

"You should. I'm pretty, got a killer body, make good money—what, you gonna find another girl like me?"

"A chick ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠who quit her job—what money?"

"Dumbass. You think being an influencer is a joke? You know my sub count."

Over 100k subs pulls in about 2 million won a month. Decent side hustle, but not "good money."

"Watch me. I'll hit 500k, a million soon. Then it's thousands a month easy."

"From what I saw of your vids, 100k is a miracle. Nobody wants to watch your face that much—who's circling the neighborhood looking at you?"

Her pride stung, she fired back: looks are her weapon, low video count holding her back, her 100k growth speed means silver play button soon, big channels already reaching out. She was talking more than usual.

'Right on plan.'

Worth the provocation. I'd gotten a lead on the channel she'd appear on in a week—straight from her mouth, "famous channel."

"Which famous channel? You only got subs, not many vids. What makes them want you?"

"Tch, I got booked on Suljigi. They got over 2 million subs!"

Jackpot. A bit more prodding, and she spilled the date too. Bragging like it was her channel. But I didn't need what she knew. If the Trouble Cookie warned about it, it wasn't clean. They'd use fame to lure people and do shady shit behind closed doors. If Go Jeong-uk was involved, no need to say more. Digging into that would need outside help.