Subdue

All of life’s flavors come from variety. So despite having tasted Chaeyoung for months, you sample others. It’s only fair—you’ve yet to sign a dotted line for the triple-A meat of your roommate’s girlfriend. Only by implicit agreement does she cheat and hop on your cock without question every day. Therefore, flirting and sexting with Somi, one of the most popular girls on the campus, should be fair game. Maybe it would be harder to excuse the threesome with Yeji and Ryujin at the party last night, though Chaeyoung doesn’t need to know about that yet. Or ever. You wish you remembered more of it, but the gears in your brain groan when you try to recall any of it, given how much you drank.

Given how much you drank, your head still pounds. The early sun breaches past your thin curtains, past your eyelids, no matter how much you try to shut them. But then, murmurs from the living room distract your attempts to return to slumber once more.

Two voices. One of them is obviously Joon, and the other is… some girl? It can’t be Chaeyoung—you would recognize her voice anywhere, plus you fucked her tired at the party before the night even started. Now, most likely, she’s still sleeping like a log in a random room, cream-filled. Joon will probably pick her up later. Deal with that later. You get up, grab your phone (to get this new girl’s number, of course) and swing your bedroom door open without shame.

“Where them bitches at?”

Both Joon and the girl turn and look at you, and both of their cheeks flare red: he is embarrassed, but she glowers at you in disgust.

Your focus doesn’t stay on her expression for long; instead, it roams down to her body, a simple white sleeveless crop top, her bra strap obviously displayed on her left shoulder. The shirt is thin enough that you can barely make out the outline of her bra. What a tease. Past her bare tummy and wide hips, her snug jean shorts hug her thighs and her plump butt.

A million thoughts about how you want to fuck such a tight body come to mind. Instantaneously, your cock stirs at the thought of the young woman riding you or clinging onto a bed and screaming for her life while you pound her from behind. Your eyes are fixed on the girl, and your erect cock now points at her. What a familiar scenario.

“Hyun!”

Huh. Joon doesn’t call you by your name; usually, it’s—

“Hey, jerk!” Oh, there it is. “HEY! How about you go put on some clothes and stop ogling my sister.”

“Your sister. Good. Good to know. But, Joon, why does your sister look so hot but then you look like…” You motion in his general direction. “Like that?”

When you turn to her, she frowns even more. That doesn’t stop you from flexing your dick.

“You want a piece of my meat, sweetheart?” you ask.

“Eww, no! Fuck you.” Jiheon turns to Joon. “Thanks for the books, oppa. I want to stay but…”

“It’s alright, Jiheon, just take care of yourself, alright?”

With a sweet grin, she nods her head and leaves, averting her eyes away from you. So you have a challenge. Joon hastily shuts the door once Jiheon is out of sight and lets out a long and deep sigh.

“Dude, c’mon, there’s plenty of pussy out there. Just not my sister, alright?” Joon pleads.

Even if it’s funny that’s the first complaint that comes to his mind, you barely pay attention when your phone lights up with notifications. Pictures of some girl you met at last night’s party. Though you were drunk, you remember her begging for your dick. Getting a new photo, you open it up and smirk. Valedictorian Park Jihyo has a dildo jammed down her cunt, her fuck-me eyes straight at the camera. The caption leaves you drooling: “Come fuck this pussy. Now.”

“Are you even listening?” Joon whines; he really does have an annoying voice.

“What?” you snap. “All I said is that she’s really hot. Bro, take it as a compliment.”

“Really? A fucking—ugh, as if that’s all you meant by that. Don’t fuck my sister, alright? Jiheon’s not that kinda—”

“Girl? Right.” You chuckle. “Pussy is pussy alright. If Jiheon sees my cock and wants to slobber on it, she’s more than welcome.”

“Oh, fuck off.”

~~~~~~

Books in her arms, Jiheon heads out for lunch before she returns back to the share house for the day. The university’s cafe is packed with students, and she barely finds a seat for herself.

“Mind if I join you?”

Jiheon looks up and with a beaming eye smile, she welcomes Chaeyoung to join her. Having been Joon’s girlfriend for years, Chaeyoung has known and treated Jiheon as a little sister and wants the best for her just the same.

And what’s best for her now is the cock she has been indulging in for months.

“So… how are you and your boyfriend?” Chaeyoung asks. “What’s his name, starts with a K right?”

“Well, I broke up with that unloyal cheating son of a bitch. He kept lusting for older, big titty women.” Just the thought of her unfaithful ex, and the many other terrible boyfriends Jiheon had before him, sours her mood. “Unnie, why are all men like that?”

Chaeyoung chuckles. She knows what it’s like to give in to temptation, to be with someone other than her partner. But no one else has to know, not for now.

In jest, she rebuts, “Is your brother like that though?”

The two girls laugh as Jiheon shakes her head and takes a bite off her steak.

“You know, I think I know why you’re always mad at guys,” Chaeyoung says. Jiheon pauses, hums, and raises her eyebrows when she looks up. “You just aren’t getting good dick. Look at how well I’m doing with a good dicking down.”

“Ugh. Please unnie, I don’t need to know details on your sex life.”

“Maybe you should. You’ll be much happier with your holes filled up.” Chaeyoung takes a sip of her strawberry milkshake. “Take a break from your study marathons and go have some fun. I can find some guys for you to fuck if you want.”

Her thoughts wander to when she first entered the university. Jiheon knew no one other than Joon and Chaeyoung until she got to know the members of her share house better, something she didn’t expect to do.

Jiheon didn’t know how many parties would be held at the apartment, how many guys would constantly hit on her, and how many times guys would try to get in her pants. She just wanted to find friends like her, the type to set their phones aside and write an assignment or two for hours, maybe read a book together.

Eventually, Jiheon got used to the endless parties. A lock of her room door and noise-canceling headset usually did the trick, but she couldn’t ignore the banging noises whenever people were fucking on the other side of the wall.

“… told me he’s a good fuck. Oh! Hyun is a god in bed. If anyone can make you satisfied, it’ll be him.”

“How’d you know that? Don’t tell me—”

“It’s his reputation,” Chaeyoung says without hesitation. “Ask your seniors if you want, maybe some of them have first-hand experience.”

That disgusting freak? No way I let him get in my pants.

While Jiheon is deep in her thoughts, Chaeyoung gobbles down the rest of her lunch and packs her belongings. With a pet on the younger girl’s head, she says, “Sorry Jiheonnie, I gotta head to class now. Feel free to text me if you need some advice.”

“Bye unnie.” Still pondering Chaeyoung’s words after she left, Jiheon needs some alone time. More than that, in fact, so she hastily packs her things as well and heads back home.

~~~~~~

“You’ve never masturbated before?” Saerom asks.

“I just never thought about it,” Jiheon says.

“Your ex never… oh, right, sorry.”

“It’s fine. I don’t know. He didn’t even try. It fucked with my head. I thought I was pretty enough but…”