Love Jenga
"Slurp, slurp—"
"There~ Ten seconds~ Done!"
"Tsk! Haa..."
"Kikiki! Russell, was it tasty?"
"Tasted a bit salty. Didn't you wash your feet?"
"Oh my!? How could you say something so rude!?"
"Huu."
"Of course I didn't wash them—for you!"
"Damn it, are you actually insane?"
"Puhuhuhu!"
Even after performing such embarrassing acts moments ago, Eret and Russell chatted as if nothing had happened. Rian and Cynthia could only watch them in stunned panic. Every single thing the pair did was far too provocative and utterly incomprehensible.
'I... I completely underestimated this game.'
'Don't tell me we actually have to do things like that in front of them?'
The two exchanged worried glances. The game's intensity far exceeded their expectations. They had assumed it would end at hugs or kisses at most.
'...Even now...'
"Now~ It's brother-in-law's turn. You wouldn't back out after watching us, would you?"
"...Um."
"Don't be such a spoilsport and hurry up~ Kids these days do this much with their eyes closed. If you're going to quit over something this small, don't even mention marriage in the first place."
"Just do it. Stop running your mouth."
Annoyed by Eret's voice, Cynthia snapped back sharply. She swiftly reached out and pulled a block from the middle. Rian let out an admiring murmur at her flawless technique, but Cynthia had no attention to spare for his praise.
-Make him ejaculate with fellatio within 3 minutes
"...?"
She couldn't believe the vulgar words. Cynthia's expression darkened with suspicion—she had never encountered such crude language in her life. She examined the block from every angle, trying to decipher some hidden meaning, but the letters remained unchanged.
"Puh! Go ahead, sister."
"......"
Tremble, tremble, tremble, tremble— Cynthia's entire body shook like an aspen leaf, overwhelmed by an inexplicable sense of humiliation.
'No matter what, this is... impossible...'
Fellatio? She had never done it. Even on the night she first spent with Rian, she hadn't attempted such a thing. Of course, if Rian wanted it, she would consider it—but only when they were alone. Never in front of others.
"We'll just drink."
"Eh? Starting like that ruins the fun."
"It's our choice. If you don't like it, should we stop the game?"
"Huk!? You're coming on strong... Brother-in-law, let me pour you a drink."
Seeing Cynthia hesitate, Rian lifted his glass first. Grateful and apologetic, she drank as well. Just as their turn seemed about to pass—
"Then it's sister’s turn again~"
"What? Why us again?"
"Because you drank and passed, obviously? Do I really need to explain such basic rules? Are you even from this generation?"
"This little—"
Cynthia had been irritated by Eret's constant teasing. As she glared at her with fierce eyes, Rian, sensing the tension, quickly pulled out a block instead.
Swish—
"Hmm..."
"Brother-in-law, what did you get?"
"Rian?"
At their urging, Rian showed them the block. Their gazes locked onto the words.
-Kiss for 1 minute
"Aw, boring."
Eret looked disappointed, yet a satisfied smile tugged at her lips. Kissing seemed ordinary, but it was actually the most difficult mission of all.
'Some people allow every other kind of touch but refuse to kiss.'
There were those peculiar types who would offer their bodies yet guard their lips. She didn't understand why they placed such meaning on a kiss, but ordinary couples poured far more emotion into it than anything else. Their reaction would reveal Cynthia's true feelings.
'Can she do it? That sister who never even glanced at men?'
The moment Eret looked at Cynthia with that doubt—
Smooch—
"!"
The mission was carried out exactly as written. And it was Cynthia who initiated it, not Rian.
"Smooch— Smooch— Chuuup."
'Oh...... She's even using her tongue?'
It wasn't a simple press of lips—Cynthia's tongue was actively involved. From the way she lunged forward, it looked as though she meant to devour him. Just as the atmosphere between them grew heated—
"One minute's up?"
""!?""
"Ah, sorry. If you want to keep going, go ahead."
Smooch! The two hurriedly parted at Eret's words.
"Uh, when did it end?"
"I didn't notice because Cynthia came at me so hard."
"What? Wait. Why is it only my fault? You leaned in too, didn't you?"
"I was just receiving."
"Liar. You put your tongue in my mouth..."
'Whoa~ They're really going at it.'
Watching the affectionate bickering, Eret glanced at Cynthia with an awkward expression before turning to check Russell's reaction. Had watching the kiss aroused him? A strange heat lingered in his gaze toward Cynthia. He made no effort to hide his interest—it was obvious she was the only thing on his mind.
'But not yet.'
The mood had shifted, yet it still wasn't enough. She needed to keep the game going to raise the temperature further and ply Cynthia with more alcohol to break her composure. Getting her drunk would greatly increase the plan's chances of success.
"Then it's our turn now, right?"
Swish— Without hesitation, Eret pulled a block and read the mission.
-Rub breasts for 30 seconds
"Hmm, normal again."
Thud! Eret plopped onto Russell's lap and spoke boldly.
"Rub them."
"...Okay."
Squeeze! Squeeze!
""!?""
Though the mission required touching her breasts, the posture was deliberately provocative. Instead of facing each other, Eret turned toward Rian and Cynthia as if putting on a show. The sight was impossible to miss—Russell's hand slipped inside Eret's clothes, kneading her bare breasts.
Squeeze— Squeeze—
"Ah... too rough."
"Like this?"
Rub— Rub—
"Yes, ahang♡ Not bad?"
"...Hey, Eret. Do you really have to do that while staring at us?"
"Ah, seriously, sister. Stop nitpicking. When we're playing together, of course we show each other."
"What do you mean by 'of course'..."
"Are you really from this generation? Even if you're getting married soon, all that nagging makes you sound like an old auntie."
Crack!
'How dare she speak to me like that...'
Provoked, Cynthia's eyes widened as she watched, but Rian couldn't bear it. Witnessing a couple's intimate acts up close was far more embarrassing than he had imagined. Honestly, he wanted to end the game right now.
'I need to find the right moment to say we're stopping...'
"Oh~? Brother-in-law? Why are you looking away? Not going to play anymore?"
"...Well, I think we should stop now..."
"Aha! You got excited watching me, didn't you? Sorry, sister. I must've aroused brother-in-law because I'm too pretty~"
"What nonsense? Shut your mouth."
'...When should I say it?'
Thirty seconds passed, and the next turn arrived. Rian was determined to stop the game, but the provoked Cynthia seemed intent on continuing. She reached out and pulled a block herself.
Swish—
-Massage the cock for 1 minute
"......"
"Puh! Why'd you pull 'cock'? You must really like that one."
Fuming!
'This won't do.'
Rian's hand moved toward his glass. This mission was far too embarrassing to perform in front of others. But at that moment—
Squeeze!
"Cynthia?"
"...Doing it inside the clothes is fine, right?"
"Ooh~ Can you really do it, sister? Or just drink and pass?"
"Don't laugh. You think I can't handle this much?"
"You can just drink, you know~"
"Rian. Come here."
"No, wait a second, Cynthia."
Seeing her genuine intent, Rian tried to back away, but Cynthia had already grown serious. She pressed close, pinned him down, and slipped her hand straight into his pants.
Squish~
"Huk!? H-have you lost your mind!?"
"Why? It's a game. They're doing it too, aren't they?"
"E-even so, in front of people..."
"You were the one who dragged me into this game. If you're a man, take responsibility till the end."
'When she puts it like that, I have nothing to say... Ugh!'
Rub~ Rub~
She truly began to stroke him. Even with Eret and Russell watching right beside them, Cynthia showed no sign of stopping, fully focused on her movements. She touched his most sensitive place carefully, glancing at his reactions to avoid causing pain. Naturally, the stimulated manhood responded.
Twitch! Twitch!
"S-sorry! T-this isn't something I can control..."
"......"
A strange sensation filled her palm. Rian's penis, soft just moments ago, had hardened completely, pushing outward like a turtle extending its neck. Feeling it directly, Cynthia's pupils trembled violently. Rian, overcome with embarrassment, barely managed to speak.
"T-that's enough! Let's stop this now!"
"...It's not one minute yet."
"Alcohol! Let's drink! This is really too much!"
"What's too much... I'm just touching what's mine."
"W-what!? Cynthia, are you already drunk!?"
"Did I say something wrong...? It's fine, so stay still. I'm actually starting to enjoy this a little."
Twitch!
"Ugh...!"
"...So this spot feels good."
'Whoa~ Look at this sister. She's serious.'
Watching Cynthia fondle Rian so intently, Eret became certain. Cynthia Rebellion truly cared for that man. Her usual image had made Eret suspicious, but seeing her now left no room for doubt. Cynthia Rebellion was genuinely in love with Rian Veilburg.
'Interesting. Very good. Only someone with that level of resolve is worth the effort.'
While admiring Cynthia, Eret reached toward the man beside her. Russell sat with his erection straining against his pants after watching the scene. She placed her hand over it and spoke in a sweet voice.
"Russell, you're really hard."
"...I think I'm going crazy."
"Wow, look at it twitching. You're going to finish in your pants at this rate."
While touching him, she met his eyes. Even if they spoke quietly, Cynthia would hear. Instead of words, she signaled with her gaze.
'The mood's heated up enough. Just get sister to drink a few more glasses and put Rian to sleep.'
'Got it.'
Everything was proceeding according to plan. Cynthia was flushed and excited from her intimate contact with Rian, and the strong alcohol was slowly taking effect. All that remained was to slip Rian a sleeping pill and remove him from the room. Once Cynthia and Russell were alone, Russell would embrace her—just as Eret intended.
'I'm looking forward to it... I wonder what kind of face sister will make tomorrow morning.'