Chapter 16

Yeo Dohun said, “Then I’ll look forward to it,” and unbuckled his pants. His large member sprang free, already hard.  

“Show me how good you are, Senior Eunha.”  

He even used her name for emphasis—she was sure it wasn’t a mistake.  

Seo Eunha hesitated, then took Yeo Dohun’s thing into her mouth, just as she had with Tae Minhyuk. It was just as big, but somehow less off-putting.  

Maybe it was his pale skin, or her feelings for him. She simply did her best, licking and sucking.  

When she heard his suppressed moans, she felt a strange satisfaction.  

‘He seemed to like it when I took it deep last time.’  

She felt bad comparing him to Tae Minhyuk, but men probably liked the same things.  

Seo Eunha hesitated, then took his member deep into her throat. The sensation of it pressing into her throat was still unpleasant and difficult.  

“Mm.”  

But seeing Yeo Dohun’s face twisted in pleasure made it worthwhile. If Seo Eunha had a man’s body, she’d probably get even harder at that look.  

“Noona, you’re even wetter. Is it because you see Hyung getting excited?”  

Tae Minhyuk noticed her perverse excitement. While laughing, he roughly pumped his fingers into her soaked s*x, then suddenly pulled out.  

She’d gotten used to the feeling, so being empty made her clench unconsciously.  

As she tried to fill the emptiness, something firm pressed against her.  

It was Tae Minhyuk’s tip.  

“You’re so perverted, it’s turning me on.”  

With crude words, Tae Minhyuk thrust his large member in without mercy.  

The sound of flesh slapping echoed. Her vision went white.  

With Yeo Dohun’s member in her mouth, she couldn’t cry out or moan, her eyes wide open. The pleasure was so intense, tears welled up.  

“Mm.”  

Yeo Dohun’s stifled moan was audible. Their eyes met, shining with animalistic desire.  

Despite Seo Eunha’s struggle, Tae Minhyuk showed no mercy, gripping her waist and moving wildly.  

With the cat tail attached, it felt almost like animal mating.  

“Ha, d*mn.”  

A big hand slapped Seo Eunha’s bottom hard. The sound echoed, and her bottom throbbed, surely turning red.  

“Your body’s small but your chest and hips are huge. With a body this s*xy, why didn’t you come to me sooner, hmm?”  

He pulled at the d*ldo in her rear, then quickly pushed it back in. Seo Eunha, overwhelmed by the double penetration, clung to Yeo Dohun’s strong thigh, crying.  

Her large chest was pressed against his knee, making Yeo Dohun flinch.  

“Your s*x is so tight.”  

Tae Minhyuk slowly withdrew, watching intently, making her feel even more exposed. Her face burned.  

Her sensitive flesh seemed to follow his member out, then he thrust back in, pushing her toward Yeo Dohun.  

Unfortunately, Seo Eunha still had Yeo Dohun’s member in her mouth. Being pushed naturally made her take him even deeper.  

Neither Seo Eunha nor Yeo Dohun had expected that stimulation.  

“Mm…!”  

“…Ha.”  

With a low moan, his s*men began to fill her mouth. The taste was strong, and she wanted to spit it out, but with Tae Minhyuk still thrusting below, she couldn’t move her jaw.  

Yeo Dohun gently wiped the tears from Seo Eunha’s cheeks. His touch was kind.  

Unable to spit it out, saliva threatened to drool, so Seo Eunha had no choice but to swallow the liquid filling her mouth.  

She pursed her lips, sucking on Yeo Dohun’s member as she gulped down the s*men. The hand wiping her tears hesitated.  

“That’s right.”  

Yeo Dohun muttered softly.  

“Senior, you really are good at this.”  

His member, which had softened after climax, hardened again at those words. Seo Eunha shook her head in surprise, but his smile only made her feel more uneasy.

“Mm.”  

Tae Minhyuk gripped Seo Eunha’s chest tightly, almost as if he would crush it, finishing inside her. Since this was a fantasy world where pregnancy wasn’t a concern, he didn’t even ask or hesitate as he released himself.  

‘Is it over now?’  

Because this was Tae Minhyuk’s fantasy, the moment he cl*maxed, the mission was essentially complete. Seo Eunha, feeling a bit exhausted and drained, slowly removed Yeo Dohun’s member from her mouth.  

She wiped the long string of saliva off her hand and tried to remove Tae Minhyuk’s member as well.  

“Same position?”  

“No. I want to do it facing you.”  

“Fine. Then I’ll just rub myself on your chest.”  

The moment Tae Minhyuk pulled out, Seo Eunha’s body was laid out properly on the sofa.  

“W-what…! Are you really going to do it again?”  

Seo Eunha, pale with shock, rustled as if trying to escape, but Tae Minhyuk’s hands caught her wrists. When she lifted her head, Tae Minhyuk was above her, looking down with a satisfied smile.  

Despite having just cl*maxed, his member was already standing firm again.  

“‘Again’, you say?”  

This time, a voice came from below. Yeo Dohun, with Seo Eunha’s legs draped over his shoulders, slowly rubbed his tip against her entrance.  

Unlike Tae Minhyuk, who had thrust in at once, Yeo Dohun entered slowly, as if imprinting his shape inside her.  

“You haven’t done it with me today, Senior.”  

Yeo Dohun, leaning over, pressed his lips to hers. He did naturally what he’d warned Tae Minhyuk not to do.  

The object filling her inside was gently rubbed.  

Now, after holding Seo Eunha several times, he pressed precisely at the points that made her feel good, and org*sm rushed over her.  

But he didn’t thrust hard, so Seo Eunha trembled, not knowing what to do, and Yeo Dohun whispered,  

“What did I tell you to say when we do it?”  

He was like a gentle tyrant.  

If she didn’t say what he wanted, he wouldn’t let her reach climax for a long time.  

Seo Eunha pleaded with him in a tearful voice.  

“P-please, do it so hard I lose my mind, Dohun.”  

Just like Tae Minhyuk, Yeo Dohun was quite a pervert.  

Whether it was Tae Minhyuk getting excited by perverted outfits or Yeo Dohun obsessing over perverted lines, both were the same.  

As if he’d been waiting for those words, Yeo Dohun thrust hard, making Seo Eunha moan. Tae Minhyuk, as if waiting, pressed her chest together and rubbed himself, moving his hips as if thrusting between her br*asts.  

“Haa… Ahh! Ah!”  

It was as if beasts, driven only by desire, continued their acts.  

Even after reaching climax, the three changed positions and continued several more times.  

“S-stop! I’m really exhausted… Ah! Please, stop…!”  

They gently soothed Seo Eunha, almost as if hoping her body would become completely accustomed to them.  

She wasn’t hurt, but with her strength gone, Seo Eunha naturally lost consciousness.

* * *

When she came to, Seo Eunha was lying on a chair in the changing room. Covering her body was what she guessed was Yeo Dohun’s coat.  

She was dazed, wondering what was going on, when Yeo Dohun entered the changing room and their eyes met.  

She could see the café interior behind him had grown dim, so they must have been preparing to close.  

“You’re awake now?”  

“How long was I asleep?”  

“Not long. About thirty minutes?”  

During that time, all the customers had left and Tae Minhyuk had gone home. He’d said they’d go home together, so she wondered if the adult toys were really the only reason, or if he’d left because of Yeo Dohun.  

Yeo Dohun approached and gently straightened her hair.  

“Sorry, even if it’s just a fantasy, I pushed you too hard, didn’t I?”  

“…So you do know. Even though you called yourself my boyfriend.”  

At her reproach, Yeo Dohun smiled awkwardly. Then, glancing sideways to see if she was angry, he looked so cautious that her anger faded.  

‘So cute, d*mn it.’

This was why love could be so dangerous. After all she’d gone through, just seeing him like that made her forgive him.  

Still, since she’d agreed this would be the last time, Seo Eunha had enjoyed it plenty.  

“It’s fine, I agreed too.”  

“Yeah, but I should’ve been more gentle.”  

Yeo Dohun’s lips touched her forehead. It was a careful gesture, as if treating something precious.  

“In reality, I’ll never do that. I’ll treat you really kindly.”  

“…Are we really dating?”  

When he said ‘in reality’, she figured he meant actually having a physical relationship.  

Seo Eunha, hesitating and wanting confirmation, asked, and Yeo Dohun met her gaze. She felt childish for asking, but he reached out and clasped her hand.  

“Senior, I said it lightly earlier, but I’ve wanted to tell you since high school.”  

His fingers interlocked tightly with hers, so firm it felt like he’d never let go.  

Looking up at Yeo Dohun with a blank face, she saw him smiling naturally.  

“I like you.”  

But his slightly trembling lips showed how nervous he was.  

“I’m sorry for only now honestly answering your feelings.”  

Their joined hands were sweaty, maybe from nerves. He’d always seemed so relaxed around her, but now he looked just like he did in high school—it felt unfair.  

“There’s nothing to be sorry for.”  

Seo Eunha had always liked his awkward, pure, and lovable side. And he showed that only to her.  

It really was unfair. Seo Eunha gave a small smile, as if she couldn’t help it.  

“I should’ve told you clearly when I saw your face.”  

She shouldn’t have avoided it just because she was embarrassed. Even if she’d confessed her feelings in a fantasy, she hadn’t said it directly.  

Seo Eunha took a breath and slowly spoke.  

She was just as nervous.  

“I like you too.”  

Though they’d gotten tangled up in a strange situation and the order was all wrong, it didn’t matter.  

Yeo Dohun smiled. His genuinely happy smile warmed Seo Eunha’s heart.  

—It was a time when they were colored in the same shade.