Chapter 9 : …My house is nearby

“Chup, hngh…!”

Creak- creak-

The sound I used to hear in explicit videos is now coming from my own mouth.

Flowing through my lips, riding the air, and entering my ears, that vulgar noise excites me even more.

When Yena suddenly shoved her fingers into my mouth, I was startled.

It was so sudden, and I had been thinking about something else.

I was so surprised that my clasped hands trembled.

But now, it’s me who’s eagerly sucking on her fingers.

One of my hands is gripping Yena’s tightly, while the other gently caresses her wrist, as if welcoming something precious.

[“If it’s you, yeah. I can trust you.”]

[“…I’ll try. Thank you.”]

The movie was nearing its end.

The plot? I had no idea.

I just assumed it was ending when the colors on the screen became brighter.

As the ending credits rolled, people sitting ahead started getting up one by one.

I tapped Yena’s wrist to let her know.

She glanced forward briefly before slowly pulling her fingers out.

…That unhurried pace made my heart itch again.

“Hngh, mmph, phaah…!”

“That felt nice, Hayul. I’m happy.”

“Haa, huu… Y-yeah…”

Her fingers were gone, and my mouth felt empty.

It was so hot that I had the illusion of white steam rising.

Gulp-

I swallowed the last tiny bit of popcorn that had been rolling around in Yena’s fingers before making its way down my throat.

The sensation was… embarrassing, but it almost felt like Yena’s fingers were still inside me, slipping in deeper.

When I tried to stand up, a damp and sticky sensation made me freeze.

‘Ah.’

Somehow, the center of my jeans was slightly wet.

They were pretty thick, so if it was this bad on the outside…

The inside must be a mess.

I subtly rubbed my legs together. Squish.

‘No way. No way. Oh my god!’

“Y-Yena…”

“Hm?”

“Ugh… I-I can’t, I can’t get up…”

“What do you mean…?”

Yena, who was already standing and waiting for me, looked at me with confusion.

Her gaze traveled over my body, scanning me like she was licking me with her eyes.

When her eyes landed between my legs, they stopped.

“…”

“Hic…! Ah, t-this! It’s not what you think!”

“…”

At that moment, Yena stared down at me with an incredibly dangerous look.

She didn’t even meet my eyes—just kept staring at the wet spot.

My heart throbbed, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

No, not here!

Stop! No! Please!

“…”

“…”

Even after waiting a moment, nothing happened.

I cautiously opened my eyes.

Yena had turned away, pressing a hand to her forehead.

“Haa… hoo… haah…”

Her slim shoulders rose and fell in a steady rhythm.

…Thankfully, she had chosen to hold back.

My body felt weird.

I was definitely feeling good, but…

This… this kind of thing. I don’t know. It’s scary.

It felt like I was discovering a side of myself I didn’t recognize.

I was always getting swept up by her, and I could feel my sense of masculinity slowly crumbling.

“Hayul, here, take this and try standing up.”

“O-okay…”

Yena, her face now composed, handed me the ivory cardigan she had been wearing.

Yena’s clothes… I shouldn’t get them wet.

It looks really expensive.

I hesitated, torn between guilt and embarrassment, before finally taking the cardigan and standing up.

I wrapped the wider part around the front and tied it behind me.

At least the front was covered…

“O-okay… it’s fine now…”

“…Let’s go. You walk ahead.”

“O-okay…”

I glanced at Yena, hoping she would cover my back.

She understood immediately.

After sitting for two hours, being teased, and… doing that, my legs trembled as I tried to walk.

I tapped them lightly, forcing myself to move.

I could feel Yena following closely behind me.

After taking a few shaky steps, sensation slowly returned to my legs, and I could walk more naturally.

Unless someone looked really closely, I probably seemed fine.

We left the theater without a word, walking toward the exit.

The dampness in my pants kept nagging at me, and I struggled not to think about it.

I slowed down, tilting my head slightly to ask,

“Where are we going…?”

“Hmm… I have a place in mind, but… in your current state, maybe not.”

“This is all…! Y-you did this!”

Yena met my eyes, then glanced downward—right at my lower half.

Annoyed, I raised my voice.

“Mmm. Yeah. That was my fault.”

“N-no, that’s not… Never mind. I’m… sorry too…”

Seeing her quietly apologize softened me up again.

Yena, now back to the kind and gentle version of herself, whispered something meaningful.

“…My place is close by.”

“W-what?!”

“Wanna stop by for a bit? Doesn’t it feel uncomfortable?”

Yena suddenly invited me to her house.

Thinking about everything that had already happened today,

it was obvious what might happen next.

“Y-you pervert! What are you planning?!”

“Ugh, seriously… are you planning to walk all the way home like that?”

“Ah, ugh… well, no, but…”

“I won’t do anything. Really.”

Yeah, right.

You always say that.

You touch me however you want, tease me, then apologize when it’s over.

And like an idiot, I just nod.

Then, when you turn back into the sweet Yena I know, I relax again.

If this keeps up, I’ll just be a toy in her hands.

A simple plaything she can mess with whenever she wants.

I stared at her, hoping she’d understand my feelings.

Her gaze was sincere, filled with concern.

Not a single hint of dishonesty.

Sigh…

“Fine. Lead the way.”

Just this once, I’ll let myself be fooled again.

“Okay! See that snack shop? Let’s go through that alley.”

Yena’s eyes sparkled as she grinned and led the way.

I walked ahead while she guided me from behind.

Something about this felt… familiar.

‘Back then, I kept looking over my shoulder, didn’t I?’

I think I’ve really gotten close to Yena.

I’m walking ahead on my own, and I don’t feel like she’ll abandon me.

That blonde girl from earlier—Nayeon, was it?

She annoyed me.

But after doing, uh… whatever that was with Yena,

I felt strangely reassured.

Yena really does like me.

She even said so herself.

I mean, no matter how close two girls are, you don’t just shove your fingers in each other’s mouths like that…

Beep beep beep- click.

The familiar sound of a door lock echoed as the metal door swung open.

“Whoa…”

We had arrived.

Surprisingly, Yena hadn’t teased me on the way.

“Excuse me…?”

I stepped inside, taking in the sight.

The place was unexpectedly minimalistic.

White-toned furniture, everything neatly arranged.

From the entrance, I could already see two doors.

The house felt bigger because it only had the essentials.

I live in a tiny studio.

Well… no need to bring up sad topics.

More important things are at hand.

‘Yena’s house…’

I thought it would be stylish and cute like her personality, but it felt a bit plain.

“What are you doing? Come in and sit. I’ll grab some clothes and a towel. Wait here.”

“O-okay…”

She disappeared into a room.

I hesitated, staring at the couch.

‘Ugh…’

My pants were half-dry, but still…

And then it hit me.

I’d need to borrow underwear too.

‘Yena’s… panties?’

W-w-whaaat?!

Strange thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

In my imagination, I was arguing with Yena.

“We’re both girls, so what does it matter?! Just wear it!”

“Kyaaah! How can I wear that?!”

Wait… What if I just take it without wearing it?

No, no. That would be even worse than not wearing underwear at all…

“Aah…! Just taking it without wearing it is even more perverted!”

Now that I think about it, she was really insistent about lending me clothes…!

It felt overwhelming and ominous, but I couldn’t refuse forever, so I eventually gave in.

“You’re moving way too fast, Yena!”

That’s when it happened.

Yena appeared, holding a set of underwear in her hands.

“Huh? You should’ve just waited while sitting down. Hmm, here. These are brand new, never worn. The size should be about right.”

“Ahaha, yeah. Thanks…”

Oh… never worn.

Brand new, huh? Yeah, new is good.

Thank you. That’s a relief. Haha.

…But somehow, I feel a little disappointed. Sob.

“Hmm, but the bra might not fit…”

“Haha…”

Hearing the word “bra” suddenly brought back a memory.

I let out an awkward laugh.

Before the conversation could take a weird turn, I quickly interrupted.

“I’ll just… just wear what I have! It’s fine!”

“Really…? Ah, but this is kinda tricky…”

“It’s fine…! The bathroom, shower? Uh, can I change there? Ahaha…”

“Alright. Here, come with me.”

She held a towel in one hand and a pair of panties in the other, leading me to the bathroom.

“Here, you can use anything inside. Just relax and take your time, okay?”

“Thanks, hehe…”

This feels like a conversation between lovers.

My chest tingled, and it felt nice.

Taking the underwear and towel from Yena, I opened the bathroom door.

“Wow, a bathtub…”

Hmm, I kind of want to live with her.

Yena… can I just be your kept woman?

Thinking ridiculous thoughts, I started undressing.

At this point, I was used to unhooking my bra.

That strange sense of relief when my chest was freed from the tight pressure…

I folded my clothes roughly and turned on the water.

Shwaaah—

Out of habit, I stepped back.

Ah, wait. This isn’t my house.

As soon as I turned the knob, warm steam rose from the water.

…I seriously feel like becoming a kept woman.

After finishing my shower, I put on the underwear.

My own bra on top, Yena’s panties on the bottom.

A mismatched set, but oh well.

Wait, my pants… huh?

Did I forget to take them earlier…?

“Y-Yenaaa!”

There was a brief clatter outside the door, followed by Yena’s response.

“Yeah! I’m here!”

“Uh, do you have my pants…?”

“Oh, right! I’ll leave them outside the bathroom! Don’t worry, I won’t look!”

“O-okay, thanks…!”

Hearing only her voice, she really did sound like an angel.

I heard her footsteps fade away and cautiously opened the bathroom door.

“Huh.”

There was a piece of pink fabric on the floor.

I picked it up with my fingers.

This is… definitely dolphin shorts.

“Hah. Even if I cut my jeans into four pieces, they’d still be longer than this.”

She really expects me to wear this…?