Chapter 42: A Fool In Heat

Wednesday | February 7th, 2024 | 2:03 PM

"You forgot a semicolon," I murmured as I read the code on the computer screen. A disappointed groan came from my left. Park Minju sighed and rested her face against the desk, the thud making the row in front of us flinch.

"Are you serious?" She mumbled, her voice muffled.

"Yep, right here," I pointed out, pointing to the spot on the screen. Minju raised her head and squinted at the code, her eyebrows scrunched up. "Oh." The poor girl simply replied.

I chuckled and passed her back her laptop. Right when I entered class today, Minju threw her laptop down, begging for me to help her. Out of the kindness of my heart and the fact that she helps me get through class by bothering me, I did her an overdue favor. 

"I was up last night trying to finish the assignment, but I just couldn't think at all. I didn't get to play ranked last night," She pouted. "Thanks for the help," She added.

"Anytime," I shrugged. Minju turned back to her laptop, fixing her mistake, and I turned back to my laptop. We were partners for what our professor called a "coding workshop", essentially it was just assignments after assignments that we would work on together to hammer in our "foundations" and "core dependencies".

Our class was pretty much just the two of us working together on assignments and learning to program. Our teacher was young and cool, but he kind of just left us alone in the classroom. The extent of his teaching was telling us to watch links to videos that explained the lesson. He's not a great teacher, but we did get a lot of independent study.

I wasn't complaining, it meant that the class was easy, and we were allowed to do whatever and work on our own stuff. Minju and I had become pretty close, the girl warmed up to me pretty quick and started most of the conversations unlike another introvert that I knew. We would talk about computers, hardware, and gaming. Even if I wasn't as much of a gamer myself, the topic was still fun to talk about, especially for Minju.

She was passionate about it and whenever she talked about it, her eyes lit up and her excitement was contagious. When it came to talking about the assignments and programming, I'd usually have the lead in those conversations. Video games and the next funny trend of the week, that was all her.

"Did you hear about the new Fortnite skins?" Minju asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. Looking back over, the girl was grinning from ear to ear with her laptop already off of class and onto other things.

"Not really, no," I shook my head. She pouted and turned her laptop towards me, "Look, this is such a cute skin!"

My eyes landed on the image on the screen, the cartoonish character was posing. I nodded, "Looks pretty cool, yeah."

"I'm thinking about getting the battle pass this season. I'm still on the edge though. I'm not sure if I'll play enough Fortnite to make it worth it. I'll probably be too busy playing League," Minju sighed, resting her chin on her hand.

"Hmm, if you ask me, it seems like a waste. I'm with you, I don't think you'll have time to grind out the battle pass,"

"Yeah, that's the problem," She sighed, "But the skin's so cute."

"I've never been the type to spend money on games," I shook my head.

"Really?" Minju gasped, turning to me, her eyebrows raised, "I think I've spent over 500,000 won on League alone!"

"I personally think I’d find skills a lot more admirable than a skin. But hey, it's your money," I laughed. Minju giggled, "That's true." Her laugh trailed off as her eyes fell to the ground, her expression suddenly turning concerned.

"Oh my gosh, what happened to your legs?" She gasped. I winced at the mention and followed her gaze at my legs, covered from my shins to my knees in white gauze and bandages. 

After trailing blood up into my dorms and hiding in my bedroom, I ended up having to wash and dress the wounds myself. Cleaning all of the mess revealed a large abrasion and deep scrapes, which explained the constant stinging pain. Not only that, there was definitely some internal bruising because I was barely able to walk without limping the next day.

"I, uh, fell," I muttered. It was partially the truth.

"You fell? You must have fallen down a whole cliff," Minju gasped, "That looks painful, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," I nodded, waving her concern away, "It's just some scrapes and cuts, it'll heal eventually."

"Wow, I'm surprised you're even here today. Your knees and shins are completely covered, that has to hurt," Her eyes never leaving the gauze, her eyebrows scrunched together in concern.

"Like a bitch, yeah," I laughed, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Why are you so calm? Is it hurting right now?" She asked, her eyebrows raised.

"I'm trying to ignore it," I said, shrugging my shoulders, "If I don't pay attention, then it doesn't hurt."

"I'd die," She groaned, shaking her head, "I hate the sight of blood, I'd faint if I was ever bleeding."

"You'd hate to be there when I fell then," I joked, trying to turn the subject lighthearted.

"Ooh, ew, no thanks," She cringed, a shudder running through her body.

Our conversation was interrupted when our professor grabbed our attention, standing up. We stopped talking and gave him our full attention. "Today, because this is a data structures and algorithms class, the assignments I've been assigning have been warming you into using the various different structures you'd often find out in the real world."

"However, now that we've gotten through those, I'll assign your first practical project. Before that, I'd like to know whether or not these past assignments have actually taught you something. Who can give me an example of a data structure and the real world applications?" He asked, looking around the room.

I leaned back in my chair, the question was easy enough, and I knew the answer, but it's not like I'd want to speak up. Someone in the front spoke up for us, "Well, there's a queue, for instance, a grocery line. The first instance of data that comes in will be the first that goes out and so on."

"Very good, can anyone else give another example?"

"Arrays," a girl spoke up.

"Very good, yes. And what are some applications of arrays?"

"Inventory lists and contacts, for example,"

"Yes, good. Although arrays are very simple and not the best singular tool for the job, but yes. Those are common applications of data structures in the real world. When I say arrays are not the best singular tool for a job, I'm trying to say in a practical program or application of the real world, you won't see one true best data structure used. Every structure has its own pros and cons. Instead, it's a combination of data structures."

"What one structure may lack in a feature, another may prevail and vice versa. So for this project, I would like you and your partner to create a simple program of your choice. It's an exercise to familiarize you with various data structures and algorithms, and also learn about their usage. I'd be expecting at the very minimum three different data structures."

"Your program could be anything, a calculator, a game, or something that could prove useful. Just make sure it's a functioning program, and try to take advantage of the many data structures out there."

"I'll be sending an email later tonight, and you'll be given an opportunity to propose a topic, but the specifics of the project and your roles are left to your discretion. Feel free to get started, thank you."

The professor turned around and went back to his laptop. There was a moment of silence, and the room filled with murmurs and chatter. Minju turned to me, her eyes bright.

"This sounds like fun! Finally, we get to make something of our own!" Minju grinned. I nodded, "Yeah, what are you thinking about? What do you want to do?"

Minju thought for a second before a wide smile spread across her lips.

"I've got an idea." She started typing on her laptop before turning it back to me, showing me a familiar streaming website, "What if we made a Netflix-like streaming service. Not exactly the same, but a similar interface, but the media can be anything. Video, image, music, whatever,"

"I see," I nodded, the gears turning in my mind, "We have the makings of a queue, to stream like a playlist of videos. We can use arrays and hashmaps, to link videos and whatnot."

"Yes!" Minju grinned. Her face locked up, like she was thinking about something, before shaking her head, "Oh my gosh, I have a great idea. What if I use my gaming clips as the videos?"

"That'd be fun," I laughed.

She smiled, "Oh, this is going to be so cool. You have no idea how excited I am."

"I can tell," I nodded.

"At first, I was thinking about using anime or movies, but my gaming clips are probably more exciting for me to work with," She said, her voice low. "Ahh, the idea of having a project based on video games was too exciting for me."

God, she's so lame. In a fun and endearing way, of course.

"So, how should we do this? Split the work, I mean," I asked, resting my cheek on my hand, looking at her. Minju thought for a second before replying, "What if you handle the actual logic code, while I focus on the code that will display everything visually?"

Tsk, having to do the code by myself. For what it's worth, Minju had a good idea but in execution, that's a lot to ask for. The backend is going to be difficult, and the frontend isn't a walk in the park either. However, it's a fun challenge and something new.

"Sounds good," I agreed. "Do you want to work on it here? Or maybe later?"

"Maybe later, I just want to take a little break after last night's stress," Minju pulled up a random show from Netflix and started to lean back in her chair, watching the intro.

"What are you watching," I politely asked, leaning over to get a better view. It was an animated show, a nonchalant pink haired boy on the screen, dressed in a student's uniform.

"Saiki K, do you know it?"

"Not really, no."

"Oh, this show is great," She started, "It's about this kid who has all the powers someone can dream of but his life is just tedious. Every time he meets someone, they start having trouble, and it's just funny to watch."

"Hmm, that does sound pretty good." I agreed. "Do you watch a lot of anime?"

"Sometimes," Minju replied, her eyes trained on the laptop, her voice low.

"How often is sometimes?"

"A few hours a day," She responded.

"Seriously? A few hours a day?"

Minju snapped out of her trance and turned to me, giving me her full attention, "Is it really that surprising?"

"Psh, yeah, I can never sit down and watch something for more than an hour if I'm lucky," I admitted.

"I don't know, I guess I have a lot of free time," Minju shrugged.

"Hmm, fair enough,"

Minju continued watching her show, while I sat in my seat, twiddling with my fingers. I had nothing else to do. The other kids were still chatting, the sounds filling the room.

"Hmm, he seems fine to cosplay as," Minju whispered, her eyes focused on the laptop, watching the show. The way she whispered made it seem like I shouldn't hear but I unconsciously commented, "Cosplay?"

Minju's body tensed up, her face slowly turned red. Did I say something wrong? She coughed and cleared her throat, "Uh, yeah, cosplay. The main character turned himself into a girl to get into a girls' only event to eat desserts. I was thinking that the clothes looked pretty simple, I could probably cosplay as him."

"Ah, cool. Do you cosplay often?" I asked, genuinely curious after learning an unexpected interest about Minju. 

"Eh, sort of," She shrugged. "I do it for fun."

"I didn't expect that from you, Minju," I chuckled. "Can I see?"

Her face turned red again and she turned to me, her mouth gaped open. She seemed embarrassed but her tone of voice didn't share that same sentiment, "Yeah, sure!"

I think she was more excited than anything else, the thought was interesting. Minju unlocked her phone and tapped a few times, before handing the device over to me. It was a picture of her wearing a blue jacket over a white button and black slacks, on her head was red devil horns.

"Oh, Chainsaw Man. Power," I nodded, impressed with the cosplay. I watched the anime, it was good. She definitely did the character justice.

"Yep," Minju giggled. "Swipe, I have some more."

I swiped the screen, the next picture was of her holding up a peace sign, she was wearing a black blazer and tie, her hair tied into a small ponytail, a pair of glasses over her eyes. She looked smart and serious, and I would've been fooled if not for the bright and cute smile on her face. There were a few pictures of her wearing a dark blue jacket, she had a white wig on with a pair of black circle sunglasses on her head. She was posing and striking a pose with a wink and crossed fingers.

"These are good," I complimented. "You're good."

"Ahh, thank you," Minju shyly accepted the praise.

The next picture I swiped to was a cosplay that was a bit more ‘exposed’ than her other ones. I recognized the character, it was Jessie from Pokemon, which I watched growing up. Minju had her outfit to a tee, wearing a nice pink wig, her face was even made up with makeup. The white miniskirt tightly hugging her thighs and ass, her shirt was short and showed off her flat tummy.

My eyes were naturally drawn towards the tight skirt, and I couldn't help but let my eyes wander, admiring the shape. Her legs were slim and pale, her thighs looked smooth. Minju didn't notice me staring, thankfully, and I quickly averted my eyes.

"Wow, you're really dedicated," I whistled, trying to calm myself down.

"Thank you, I worked hard on them," She giggled. I handed her back her phone before I stared any longer. Heck, I couldn’t even make eye contact anymore. In just a few moments, I saw the nerd sitting next to me in a whole new light.

"You said these were just for fun, have you ever posted them online or gone to any of those conventions?"

She pouted and shook her name, "Actually, no. I'd like to, but I don't know anyone else who cosplays and I wouldn't want to go by myself."

"That makes sense," I nodded.

"Maybe, one day," Minju sighed, closing her eyes.

"One day," I echoed.

We both fell silent, her watching her show, and me sitting back and relaxing, closing my eyes. As the class ticked by, I tried not to think too hard about what I saw. It was relatively tame but shoot, she didn't have a bad body. In fact, it was a pretty fit body. That nice, small waist and flat stomach. Plus, the tight skirt did wonders to highlight her tiny butt.

Fuck.

I opened my eyes, trying to push those thoughts out of my head. My eyes landed on her, she was still focused on the laptop, watching the screen, a content smile on her lips. God damn it, now that image of her was seared into my brain.

I'm not even horny, but the fact that it was her, the nerdy, awkward, and quirky Minju, was making me think things. The cliche and tired trope, the geek hiding a nice body. She wasn't sexy, per se, but she made it feel sexy.

I tried to focus on my breathing and keeping my composure, not wanting her to question what I was thinking. After a few minutes, I managed to clear my head and was able to relax a bit, although the images were still present in my mind. Eventually, class was over and dismissed and Minju closed her laptop and packed up her stuff.

"When do you want to start working on the project, next time we have class?" She asked, looking at me. I hid my eyes and looked down at my stuff and bookbag.

"Yeah, sure, that's good for me," I replied, nodding.

"Great, I'll see you next class," She nodded. She gave me a polite goodbye before walking off, leaving the classroom.

Fuck.

"She's a little hotter than I thought," I mumbled under my breath. I grabbed my stuff and shoved it into my bag before limping out the door, not wanting to think about it any longer. Geez, now that the thought is in my head, it's going to be hard to forget. I can't help but replay Minju's cosplays in my head, her tight, short skirts and crop tops.

It was a little hard to look at her the same now that I knew what kind of body she had. Her casual clothes didn't do her any justice, hiding her frame. Her jeans were pretty tight, but it didn't give me the same impression as when she wore her costume.

I tried to push it out of my head, but the thought wouldn't leave me alone. My brain kept thinking about it. Thankfully, my phone vibrated in my pocket, snapping me out of the loop. Pulling the device out, it was a text from the Goobers.

Saeromis anyone bringing drinks to my place

do i have to buy some before this weekend

Wooyoung ill probably be buying some

any preferences?

Saeromanything works

Sanaim excited!

Haechanwe're bringing food too, right?

or am i going to be the only one?

Jinho

ill pitch in

Jennieooo i can make pasta

how do you guys feel about chicken alfredo?

Yeji

yummersss

Tzuyu

ill bring snacks, probably chips

Joy

i want to try these new seltzers from japan

ive heard good things about them

they're like 15% alc

Wooyoung

jesus

are you trying to kill us haha

Xiaoting

im not excited for that...

haha

Wooyoung

you can drink my share joy

Joy

noooooo

I smiled and shook my head, putting the phone back into my pocket. Saerom was going to host a little party this weekend, a get-together amongst our friend group since her parents were going out of town. It would be the first time the Goobers all hung out this semester since school has been keeping everyone busy.

It was exciting, to say the least, we've been waiting for a chance to all hang out and drink. Although, with the way the conversation was going, I don't know if any of us would be at full capacity by the end.

"Woah!" A feminine voice cried out. I stopped in my tracks and looked around. Just a few feet behind me was a familiar brunette, her tote bag and folders spilled across the floor. My professor, Bae Suzy, was bent down on the floor, scrambling to pick up the fallen items. She was a relatively young woman, her features youthful and bright and it was hard to believe she was a professor.

I came forward and started picking up her stuff, reaching for loose sheets and a book or two.

"Ah, you don't have to-"

"It's okay, it's no problem." I assured, giving her a smile. I groaned as I squatted down, my knees throbbing in pain but I walked around her gathering her stuff for her. I somehow ended up behind her, looking at her behind, her round butt covered by her tight jeans. My eyes stayed glued to her hips, admiring the curvature, and the shape of her ass.

Fuck. That's not the only thing I was staring at. There it was, the peek of a white waistband over the waistline of her pants. My eyes widened, the sight making my heart race. As I stared, she stood up from the ground but she didn't notice my presence and accidentally backed into me.

"Ah!" Suzy squealed. Her butt bumped into my face, causing me to stumble and fall back onto my ass. I dropped backwards and I looked up, seeing her shocked expression looking down at me.

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Her hands covered her mouth as her eyes widened.

"It's fine," I chuckled off, quietly thanking the gods for this once in a lifetime opportunity. I took a bit to get up off the ground and brushed the dust off of my pants. "I'm so sorry. I'm really clumsy sometimes," She apologized again.

"Seriously, it's fine. It was an accident," I said, giving her a sincere smile. I handed over her books, "Here's your stuff."

"Ah, thank you," She nodded, taking the papers and folders from my hand. Her eyes seemed to notice my legs and she frowned. "Oh, are you okay?"

"I'm okay," I smiled. "I just happened to fall and scrape, nothing too bad."

"Well, thank you for helping me. I feel bad," She laughed, nervously scratching the back of her head. "I should probably watch where I'm going."

"No, seriously, it's fine. Accidents happen," I pointed out, gesturing to my legs.

"Heh, true, happens to me all the time," She nodded, a small chuckle escaping her lips. "You're in my next class, aren't you?"

"I am, yes."

"Right, right, Minjae. The volleyball player, I remember you," She clicked her tongue. "You're a really good student. Keep it up."

"I'm doing my best," I shrugged.

"Don't be too modest, I can tell." Suzy nodded. Eventually, we started walking to class, the air quiet between the two of us. My eyes wandered again, taking a sneak peek at her figure. She had a small waist, her breasts were small and perky. She had a pretty, petite frame.

Her butt was small and round, nicely fitting into her tight pants. Suzy turned her head to look at me, causing me to quickly avert my eyes, not wanting her to catch me staring.

"What'd you think of the recent lectures? Do you have any questions or are you following along?" She asked standard questions of a professor trying to make conversation. 

"Yeah, everything's been pretty straightforward. So far, there's nothing that's stumped me," I answered, being honest.

"I'm glad," Suzy nodded, a wide smile spreading across her face. "You're a good student. If you need any help, please feel free to ask."

"Will do, thanks," I said, flashing her a friendly grin. The two of us continued walking down the hall. She wasn't that tall, and she didn't wear heels, so I had a bit of height over her. Suzy was drop-dead gorgeous if I’m being honest. I’d imagine she’d have her student body in a chokehold back when she was in school. We eventually arrived at the lecture room and walked in. Suzy bounced her head at me one last time before scurrying up to the front of the lecture hall.

Kazuha and Minji were sitting in our usual spots, so I approached and greeted them. Kazuha smiled and waved while Minji gave me a respectful nod.

"How are you guys doing?" I asked, throwing my backpack onto the ground in front of me. 

"Pretty good," Kazuha answered, turning to me, "What happened to you?" Minji looked up from her notebook, wincing, “Ouch.”

“Just a trip and scrapes,” I answered for the nth time today. Kazuha bit her lip and shook her head, “Other than that, how are you today?”

"Not too bad. It's a long day today." I started to unpack and take out my bare essential, my laptop. 

"You could say that again," Minji groaned, stretching her arms over her head. She immediately dropped her head back to her notebook, continuing whatever she was doing.

"Are you excited for next week? Game night at Yunjin's?" Kazuha asked, looking at me. The Japanese girl had an excited glint in her eyes, her mind already imagining the day. 

"For sure," I grinned. "I can't wait. Are you excited?"

"Mhm, I can't wait," She giggled, her smile lighting up her whole face. Kazuha had a friendly personality. She was the kind of person who could match the energy of anyone. I don't think she had a bad bone in her body.

"Should we carpool together up there," Minji asked, raising her head to look at the two of us. Kazuha turned to look at her roommate, then back at me, "I'll be down to drive if you want to join us. You must be tired from visiting Chaewon every other day."

"No, it's okay," I politely refused with a chuckle. "I might want to head up early, spend some time with her that weekend."

"Gotcha," Kazuha nodded, understandingly. “I’m not surprised.”

Minji didn't respond and returned her focus to her paper, jotting down notes. The rest of the class arrived and the room quickly became full as class began to start.

"Hmm, I'm shocked you don't get tired of driving all the way out there every other day," Kazuha whispered. I settled into my seat and sighed, shrugging, "Me too, to be honest." It's not like I'm the type of person who likes long drives. "But it's for Chaewon, you know?"

"Yeah," She agreed. "That checks. Have you ever asked her to drive up here instead?"

"Nah, not really. I wouldn't want her to drive all the way here by herself, so it's better that I just drive up. Take the brunt of it for us," I answered. Kazuha hummed and nodded, taking my response into consideration. Minji sat on the other side of Kazuha, her eyes trained on her professor as she went through her slides. Her hair was tied back in a simple bun and a pair of black glasses rested on the bridge of her nose.

"I just noticed you wear glasses, Minji," I whispered to myself. The girl had an attractive face, sharp features and a piercing gaze looking towards the front. Her sharp ears caught the words and she looked up, peering over Kazuha's head, looking at me.

She turned to me and adjusted her specs, "Sometimes, yeah. I usually wear contacts, though."

"How bad is it," I joked.

"I'm a little near-sighted, but the doctor says it's not a big deal." She answered, a small smile spreading across her lips.

"Fair enough, I'm a little nearsighted too."

"Really," Kazuha spoke up, surprised.

"Yep," I chuckled, nodding. "I just haven't gotten around to getting glasses."

"It's always good to take care of yourself," Minji said, giving me a small but warm smile. "Don't be like me and grow up trying to read in the dark."

"Oof, yeah," I cringed, laughing. "Good idea."

Kazuha and Minji returned their attention to the front, while I let my mind wander. For some reason, today has just felt slow and boring, maybe it's the weather. Maybe I'm just burnt out from a long day. I tried not to dwell too much and instead decided to pay attention to the lesson.

I stared down at the front of the lecture hall, where Suzy was. Her eyes were focused on the computer, she was speaking clearly, articulating her words.

She was the type of person who was pretty hard to forget. She was attractive, but in an approachable way. It was hard to believe she was a professor, but when she spoke, she had the demeanor of a mature and intelligent woman.

She was pretty easygoing, too, the kind of professor that didn't give too much stress. In the time I've been attending her class, she was more than happy to talk and answer any questions outside of class, and she was always open to helping out with any problems. I can't say the same for the other professors I had since joining university.

She strutted across the stage, her hips swaying with every step. I couldn't help but admire the show and my mind naturally wandered again. Remembering that white waistband that was peeking out of her pants, it was the second time this semester I've seen Suzy's underwear.

I couldn't help but smirk to myself, remembering the first time I saw them. It was an accident, an unexpected surprise, and a fun little secret that no one else knows. It was like she wanted to tease me. My eyes continued to trail after her, watching the way she walked, the way she moved. Her ass bounced lightly with each step, and the jeans perfectly accentuated her slimness.

Fuck, it was a good body.

I shifted in my seat and crossed my legs, not wanting anyone to see the tent that was slowly forming. Today's just the day for these things, huh? First Minju, now Suzy. Who's next?

A cough to my side snapped me out of my daydream and I turned to the side. Minji was recovering from her cough when she focused back on our professor, writing something down. Y'know, Minji wasn't a bad looking girl either. I don't think I realized how sharp her jawline was, and her cheeks had a certain roundness that made her face stand out.

And, her lips were pretty soft looking. I couldn't help but wonder how they would feel pressed against my skin.

I sighed and leaned back in my chair, trying to distract myself. Why did everyone look hot all of a sudden? I don't know if it's because I'm tired or horny or what, but the women in my life have all been making my brain spin.

Minju, with her nerdy, quirky nature and sexy cosplays. Suzy, with her youthful beauty and teasing body. Even Minji, with her cool, sharp, and mature demeanor.

I was surrounded by pretty, sexy women. And it was just now finally clicking.

Fuck.

Friday | February 9th, 2024 | 9:22 PM

I limped up the short flight of stairs, grunting with every step. Once I reached the top, I hobbled towards the dorm door, and took a moment to stop and catch my breath. I bent down and adjusted the wrap around my shin and knee, wincing at a slight sting of pain. Standing back up, I faced and knocked on the door in front of me.

It didn't take long for someone to answer, a familiar face popping out. Chaewon cracked open the door, her head peeking out. Her eyes moved left and right, before she looked back and realized that it was just me. A wide, bright smile spread across her face, "Minjae, what are you doing here?"

"Surprise," I chuckled, grinning.

"I thought you had a project you said you were working on," She pointed out, opening the door a little wider. She was wearing a tank top and shorts, the outfit highlighting her small frame and pale skin.

“It’s fine, I have all the time to work on it. Let me enjoy my time with you," I said, leaning against the door. She looked a little skeptical, but ultimately shrugged, "Fine. Come on in."

She stepped out of the way and let me inside, closing the door behind her. I spotted Sakura sitting at her own desk, typing away on her laptop. Her eyes met mine and she waved, greeting me, "Hey, Minjae. Didn't know you were coming."

"Yeah, last minute thing. Thought I'd surprise her," I answered, nodding.

"Ah, how cute," she teased, flashing a cheeky grin. Chaewon circled around me, her head locked onto the wraps on my legs. "How long do you have to keep it wrapped?"

"I dunno, unless it builds up scabs and heals over," I answered. Chaewon's face twisted into a cringe, "Ouch."

Sakura took notice and gasped, "What happened to you?"

"It's not as bad as it looks," I laughed off. "I, uh, took a nasty spill moving between classes. Fell down an entire flight of stairs." The blatant lie was enough to convince the Japanese girl who frowned and winced, "That's unlucky."

"Happens to the best of us," I waved off, laughing. "I'm just glad I'm okay."

"Yeah, yeah, are you sure you're fine?" Chaewon asked, still skeptical. "You were still limping."

"Trust me, if anything, my ego's the most hurt," I said, shaking my head. Chaewon gave a little giggle before nodding, "If you say so. But seriously, if anything starts hurting, let me know."

"Alright, mom."

"Stop, it's not that," She frowned, rolling her eyes. Her hand snaked around my waist and I could feel a slight pressure being put on me, helping me walk. "If it hurts, lean on me, dummy."

"Oh, okay," I said, taken aback by the offer. Chaewon looked up at me and smiled, "So, what's the plan for the night? Are you sleeping over and then we head out to Saerom's place tomorrow?"

"Pretty much," I shrugged, not really thinking too hard about it.

"Are you spending the night, Sakura," Chaewon turned to ask. The other girl looked up from her computer, her fingers frozen over the keys. Her eyes flitted back and forth, contemplating, before answering, "I'm not sure. I was going to see if I could get some work done. But, uh, Grapefruit wanted to hang out tonight."

Sakura's shy look was all that I needed to figure out what her plans were for tonight. "Grapefruit, huh. I take it that 'date' I caught you on that one time went well?"

"Well, um, kinda," She murmured, looking away. Her cheeks grew pink and she scratched the back of her head, "We kinda went on a few more dates and, uh, it's been good."

"Good," Chaewon giggled.

"Congrats," I said, genuinely. "That's good for you Sakura."

"Thank you," Sakura responded, bowing her head slightly. "We'll see how far it goes."

"Hopefully it does," Chaewon chimed in. "It would be nice to have a double date together."

"Double date," Sakura snorted.

"Mhm. That's how it'll happen," She affirmed. "One day, it'll happen."

"Let's wait until Grapefruit is ready," Sakura chuckled, turning back to her computer. "For now, it's a maybe." Chaewon helped me over to her side of the room, dropping me near her bed. Her sheets and comforter were still a mess from the morning, the blankets hanging off her bed and her pillows tossed aside.

Chaewon hopped up and sat beside me, "Are you tired from the drive?"

"Kinda," I answered, giving a small nod. "I might pass out early tonight." I used my arms to lift myself onto her bed, taking my spot beside her. 

"Why don't you get some rest," She offered, giving me a small push. "I'll stay with you and then we can watch something together before bed." She started adjusting the pillows on her bed, stacking them into a more comfortable shape. "C'mon, let me help."

"It's fine, I'm not entirely disabled," I chuckled, moving my legs on my own. The two of us adjusted the bedding and we settled onto the sheets, resting against the backboard. The room was quiet, save for the clacking of keyboard keys as Sakura continued working.

"Do you want to watch anything specific," Chaewon asked, holding up her phone. I hummed, pondered, and shrugged, "Maybe, what about you?"

"Well, I was actually thinking about a movie."

"Movie night?"

"Why not," She shrugged, smiling. Chaewon's hand reached out and held onto my thigh, her thumb rubbing along the surface. "You pick. We can watch anything you want, since you’re hurt and injured."

"Yeah, yeah, alright," I sighed, taking the phone from her hand. I tapped away, searching through different options and scrolling. "Is there anything in particular you want to watch? Something new?"

"Not really," She answered, shaking her head. "I'll be happy watching whatever." Sakura closed her laptop and got up from her desk, stretching her arms above her head. "He's outside, I'm going to spend the night with him. You two behave," Sakura said, giving the two of us a stern look.

"Yes, mother," Chaewon groaned, rolling her eyes.

"Good night," She said, turning towards the door.

"Have fun," I called out, waving goodbye. The sound of the lock being twisted and the click of the door signaled that it was just the two of us now.

"Did you pick a movie yet?" Chaewon sighed.

"Not yet," I shook my head, my fingers tapping away at the screen. Chaewon's body nestled closer against mine and her hand started rubbing my thigh. "We have all night, don't worry."

"You're in a good mood tonight," I noted, setting her phone down onto the bed after finding a random movie and adjusting the sheets. "Are you excited for tomorrow? The Goobers are excited to see you again."

"Of course," She smiled. "I'm excited. I haven't seen them since last semester."

"Me neither," I nodded. Chaewon was practically in my lap, her weight against me, her soft, warm skin against mine. Her arm draped around my neck and she pulled herself closer, the side of her head touching mine. Her cheek was so soft, the contact feeling like silk.

"Are you okay with this," She whispered, her eyes locked onto the phone.

"Yep," I answered.

"Cool."

She snuggled up close, her body pressing against me, and we settled in, waiting for the movie to start. It was an American movie, which made it difficult for us to follow since we had to train our eyes on the subtitles. Chaewon was quiet, her body shifting, and eventually her head came to rest on my shoulder.

We sat there in silence, our breathing the only sound in the room.

"Are you free, like, near the start of March?" She suddenly brought up.

"Why's that," I hummed.

"My mom told me that my uncle and aunt are going to visit. We're having a little family gathering," She said, her voice low. "And I wanted you to come."

"A family gathering, huh," I thought out loud, considering her words.

"Just a few relatives, nothing too major. Think of it like an early Thanksgiving," She said. "It would be great if you could come, and, uh, meet everyone."

"I haven't seen your parents in years," I pointed out.

"Yeah, I think they would love to see you too. So would my sister as well."

"Please tell me Shiro is still there," I laughed, a grin forming on my lips. If there was anything that could get between us back in the day, it was Chaewon's family dog, Shiro. He was a little white Pomeranian, and the sweetest thing you'll ever meet. I used to play with him all the time whenever we hung out at her house.

"Of course, he's still there," Chaewon giggled, her face lighting up. "I would be the first person to find out if anything happened to him."

"I'm glad. I always liked him," I said.

"I'm pretty sure he was your second girlfriend," She teased, grinning. "I remember him sleeping next to you instead of me. I was jealous."

"That's funny. I’ll come, I'll make time for it," I nodded. Chaewon's arms hugged tighter around my own, her hand wrapping around my bicep.

"Cool," She breathed, her voice low and breathy. I turned my head to her and looked down, admiring her profile. Her eyes were locked onto the screen, but I could tell that she wasn't entirely paying attention. Her hand on my thigh began to trail down, slowly approaching the top of the wrap around my shin, and she lightly pressed her digit against the material.

"Does it still hurt," She asked, looking up at me. Her brown eyes were filled with worry, a frown etched on her face.

"Sometimes," I said, not wanting her to be worried. My hand came up on her head and I patted the back of her hair, brushing my fingers through her soft locks.

"Be careful next time," She whispered. Her finger fiddled with the edge of the wrap, pushing under and lifting it up to slip a bit of her finger underneath. "Can I see?"

"No, it's gross," I shook my head, trying to move her hand away. She pouted and frowned, her lips curling downwards. "Just a little."

"Fine," I gave in, sighing. Chaewon smiled and quickly pecked the side of my lips, her eyes shining.

"Thank you," She giggled, a cheeky grin plastered on her face. "Just for a little, though." She shifted about, removing herself from my arms and sitting on her knees at my legs. Her hands carefully unwrapped the gauze, unraveling it. As the layers peeled back, more and more red, flaky skin appeared, along with the yellow scabbing that covered my wounds.

"Ouch," She cringed, wincing. I untensed the muscles in my leg, letting her finish unwrapping and exposing the wounds. The cold air brushed against my skin, but it wasn't the worst sensation in the world. "How often do you clean it?"

"Nightly, I cleaned it before I came over," I answered.

"Good, that's good," She nodded. Her hands delicately brushed the sides of my wounds, the light touch sending a tingle through my nerves. "It doesn't hurt when I do this?"

"Not too much, just a little sting," I answered. Her soft hand traced along the curve of the gash, her fingertip trailing the edge of the yellowing skin. The pad of her finger was gentle and comforting, the touch bringing warmth.

"This is a nasty cut," She murmured.

"Yeah, tell me about it," I grunted. Chaewon continued playing with the cuts, her hands tracing along the sides and feeling around the scab. I leaned back, my back pressing against the wall, and watched her examine my leg.

"Are you enjoying yourself," I teased, watching her. She flashed me a smile, but didn't answer. Instead, she pressed her lips to the surface of my leg, kissing the side of the wound. A sharp sting of pain ran through me and I instinctively seized up and flinched. "Ouch."

"Sorry," She chuckled, her lips pulling back. "Do you feel it if I do this?" Her lips puckered up again and I flinched thinking she'd go for another kiss but a stream of cool air left from her lips. It tickled my cuts and scabs in a strangely good way, and a slight shiver ran up my spine.

"A little," I responded.

"Hm," She hummed. Chaewon's finger came back to trace the surface, feeling the bumpy texture. It didn't take long for her to pull her finger away, satisfied with the inspection, and her attention was directed elsewhere. Chaewon crawled up and sat at the top of my thigh, her face drew closer to mine before our foreheads hovered against one another.

"What is it," I murmured, watching her eyes flit around, inspecting.

"Nothing, nothing," She muttered. Her hands cupped my cheeks and her fingers brushed the sides of my hair, combing through the strands. Chaewon tilted her head and gently pressed her lips against mine, her eyes fluttering closed.

My arms wrapped around her waist and she deepened the kiss, her tongue pushing past her lips and brushing against mine. She was gentle, her movements slow and methodical, and the kiss was sweet and savory. We shared the tender moment, our breaths mingling, our bodies pressing together.

Her hands slid down from my hair and her arms hooked around my neck, the kiss becoming more forceful and aggressive. I could feel her teeth nibble and her tongue explore, her breath heavy.

Chaewon's hips shifted, her legs crossing over mine, and she pulled her chest away, her back arched. I could feel the tips of her breasts through her tank top against my arm, the pressure of her hardening nipples apparent. Her hands came back to cup my face, her thumbs running along my cheek.

"Just let me do everything, okay?" She asked, breaking the kiss. "Let me take care of you tonight, okay?"

"Sure," I said, giving a quick nod. She responded with a smile before pressing her lips against my cheek. My hands held onto her waist, following her movement.

Chaewon pulled herself up and away, her face hovering above mine. Her eyes were locked onto me. The girl dropped her hands to her hips and her fingers found the end of her tank top. She pulled it upwards and over her head, tossing the garment aside.

I could feel a tingle run through my body, my blood starting to pump and flow. Her small chest was covered by a plain black bra, the material thin and lacy. I could see her stiff nipples poke out from behind the fabric, her arousal obvious. Chaewon's hands slipped behind her back and her fingers reached behind her bra, tugging at the hook. It popped free and the cups fell loose, her breasts coming free. Her skin was soft, pale and smooth, the round shapes supple and perky. I stared, transfixed, watching her toss the bra aside.

She guided my arms up above me, her hands pushing up my shirt, and she pulled the fabric off my head, my own shirt joining hers. Chaewon's mouth kissed a line across my cheek. Her breath was warm and heavy. Her breasts rubbed against my chest. The soft, silky sensation drove a heat to my loins.

"Alright, let's get these pants off," She muttered, her hands moving down. Her palms pushed the band of my shorts down and exposed the front of my briefs. Her fingers hooked under the band and her hands worked around my legs, tugging the clothes down and pulling them off my feet. My boner was obvious, a small tent in my underwear, and she eyed it with a smirk growing on her lips.

"Here, you can take my shorts off," Chaewon shuffled closer to me, her hips pressing against my stomach. Her body moved, her weight resting against her knees, and she brought her hands down, finding the waistband of her shorts. My hands came to her hips, my thumbs sitting atop her hands.

"Together," I suggested, a grin on my lips. Chaewon giggled and nodded, "Sure."

I followed her lead, both of us pulling at the waistband, and we slid the clothing off her, the material falling away and showing her pink underwear. My fingers slipped under her waistband, the pads brushing against her bare skin. I felt a heat rise within me, a sense of excitement growing.

The two of us peeled the underwear off her hips, exposing her awaiting slit, the hair nonexistent. We tossed her shorts and underwear away, leaving just me half naked. I watched as her fingers played with the top of my briefs.

"Here, sit up straight," She said. I followed her orders and moved, leaning back against the wall and the bed frame. My boner tented up from my underwear, the head pushing out and poking above the material.

"I'll get those off for you," Chaewon smirked, her eyes on the prize. Her hands slid down the sides of my torso, the sensation causing goosebumps to rise, and her fingers grabbed the band, ready to yank. "Ready?"

"Yes," I nodded. She quickly jerked, pulling the underwear off and exposing my cock. It stood tall, the veins running along the surface and the skin smooth and pale. My dick pulsed and twitched, the heat from my member palpable. Chaewon carefully pulled my boxers off of my legs, letting the garment fall onto the sheets.

"There we go," She smiled, tossing the underwear away. My boner bobbed up and down, the heat emanating from the length.

Chaewon's hand found my cock, the fingers wrapping around the shaft. My member was engulfed in her soft, warm hand, the fingers delicate and firm. I could feel her thumb and index finger move, rubbing and squeezing along the skin.

"Does that feel good," She asked, her hand pumping along my length. My cock grew and swelled, the heat and excitement rising, and she stroked me, her motions smooth and calculated.

"Yeah, it does," I groaned, my breath heavy. She grinned and moved her face close, her mouth nearing. Chaewon's hot breath blew on the tip, her lips teasing. The girl gave a few pumps, her fingers massaging the length and the palm rubbing the underside. Her tongue darted out, her moist flesh rubbing along the slit.

I shuddered and sucked in a breath, the pleasure causing my heart to skip. Chaewon's tongue circled around the head, her motions quick and precise, the tip pressing against the urethra.

"Does this feel good?" Her lips were hovering just inches from the tip, the words spoken against the flesh. Chaewon's beautiful brown eyes looked up, locking with mine. The view of her beautiful face, her gaze filled with lust, was incredible.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Good," She breathed, her voice a whisper. "You've been taking care of me all this time, so let me take care of you." Chaewon's lips pushed out and her mouth opened, her cheeks hollowing. She lowered her head, enveloping the tip, and I could feel her moist cavern envelop the head.

"Mmm," She moaned, her throat vibrating. Her tongue pushed up against the underside, rubbing and teasing the skin. Chaewon's wet saliva coated the flesh, her cheeks hollowing, and her mouth tightened.

"Ugh," I groaned, the pressure growing. The warmth of her mouth was incredible, the suction driving my pleasure to new heights. My hand moved to her head and brushed against her soft brown locks, patting the back of her head gently.

"Mhm," She hummed, her voice low. Her eyes looked up and she met my gaze, a fire burning in her irises. The smallest hint of a smile as my cock was in her mouth appeared. I watched as her head rose and fell, her hair flowing with the motion. The girl's soft brown locks bounced and shook, the strands falling across her shoulders and back.

Chaewon's eyes were fixated on me, the stare never breaking. Her hand pumped the length of my member as well, her saliva coating the skin, and her mouth moved up and down the top, the motions coordinated. Her pace was quick and constant, her cheeks sucking tight, the vacuum like no other.

My hand was resting on her head, patting her rhythmically.

"Ugh," I groaned, a pulse shooting through me. Her eyes were intense, watching, observing, her irises full of energy. Her hair fell over her shoulders, the strands hanging in front of her face, but not obstructing her vision.

The wet sound of her mouth slobbering and sucking the skin echoed in the room, accompanied by my moans and the wet smack of her lips. The sound was so loud and lewd, the noises so clear, and the effect was immediate.

"Ah," I grunted, a twitch in my muscles. The tension in my loins rose, the pressure building and building, and a sense of release was building.

"Mm," She moaned, her tongue circling the head. The suction increased, the vacuum tighter, the wet cavern warm and comforting. Her lips smacked and slurped, her eyes watching, the pleasure growing and growing.

"Ah," I gasped, my body tensing up. The tension grew, the pleasure overwhelming, and her mouth, her tight, wet mouth was just too good. "Ah, Chae," I groaned.

"Mhm," She responded, the vibration from her voice shooting through my dick. Her fingers were rubbing and pumping, the pace steady and fast. Her hand stroked along the underside, her digits massaging the skin.

"Ah," I sighed, the pleasure growing. "Fuck."

"Mmm," She moaned, humming.

"Chae, I'm close," I warned. She responded with a smirk, the look in her eyes mischievous. My balls were tight, the heat building and the pressure overwhelming.

"F-Fuck," I moaned, my fingers clenching and the muscles tensing. My back was pressed against the bed frame, the tension rising and building. "Fuck," I gasped, the pleasure becoming too much.

"Mmm," Chaewon moaned, her fingers working. The tension and the pressure and the heat and the pleasure were building and building, and they were overwhelming. My nerves were overwhelmed and I was on the verge.

"C-Close," I gasped. Her eyes were watching, her face buried, the view, the sight was perfect. Until she drew her head back, the warmth and pressure leaving, her mouth letting go.

"Ah," I grunted, a sense of loss filling me. My chest was stuck stuttering and gasping, the tension still there. I was so close, the orgasm on the edge. Chaewon's hand slowed and paused, her eyes locking with mine.

"Do you want to cum," She asked, her tone husky. The question was a bit silly, of course I wanted to, but her asking like this, her tone, it was different, something I haven't experienced before.

"Yeah," I breathed.

"How bad do you want to cum," Chaewon murmured, her hand slowly stroking my cock.

"Very," I answered. She smirked, the smile wicked.

"I can do something about that, sit tight baby," She said, her hand sliding from my cock. The girl lifted herself up and shifted, moving around. I grinned and watched as she turned her back to me, her knees still straddling my thighs. Her back was to me, her bare butt exposed and her ass hanging over my length.

Chaewon bent forward, leaning onto her arms and arching her back. She craned her head to look back at me, the girl biting her lip. My eyes were drawn to her pussy, her folds and slit, and the pink glistened with moisture.

"What are you planning," I chuckled.

"Something fun," She grinned, winking. Chaewon started crawling backwards, her tiny ass drawing closer to me. The girl was careful, her movements slow, her back arching, and she backed into my body, her ass pressing against my abdomen and her chin brushing against my tip.

"Ready?" She giggled, the smile bright.

"Ready for what," I raised an eyebrow. She lifted her ass off of my stomach and backed it into my face, her round cheeks pushing against my nose. My nose was squished and pressed into her crack. The flesh was supple, the skin soft and warm around my face. At the same time, I felt her soft lips wrap around my cock once again.

"Oh," I moaned, her body pressing against mine. I was smothered between her two halves, the pressure and sensation of her body engulfing me. She wiggled her butt, shifting her weight, and I could feel the pressure around my cock increase, her throat constricting, and the wetness increased.

"Fuck," I groaned, the heat returning. Chaewon was deep throating me, the feeling amazing. I could feel her head moving, her body bobbing, the girl's lips smacking and slurping. The sounds echoed and reached my ears, the wet sucking and smacking.

At the same time, her soft and supple cheeks were covering my face, the pressure surrounding me. My mouth was forced open from the moans Chaewon was making me give, and I was breathing heavily, my nose pressed between her crack and against her asshole. The scent was musky and strong, the smell filling my nose. I inhaled, the air hot, and the scent of her sweat filled me.

"Fuck, your ass is amazing," I gasped, the pressure building. I dropped my lips against the moist folds of her pussy, kissing her sex. Her sweet and tangy taste was on my tongue, the flavor invigorating. I ran my tongue along the length of her slit, her folds parting, and the wetness drenched me.

"Mmm," Chaewon groaned, the sound sending vibrations through my member. She wiggled her ass, shaking it. My hands gripped her soft flesh and I pulled the mounds apart, spreading the crack. I dove my tongue into her crevice, my lips kissing her entrance. Chaewon's juices coated my lower face, the slick wetness everywhere, the scent and taste filling me. I licked her, my tongue darting into her hole, and her pussy clenched.

"Mm," Chaewon groaned. Her own mouth was occupied, her lips sucking on my appendage. I could feel the tension and the pressure build up once again, the heat and warmth of her mouth driving me.

"Ugh," I grunted, my hands squeezing and gripping her cheeks. Her body was warm, the temperature rising. I lapped at her hole, the slick folds drenched, and her sweet and tangy juices dripped. Her pussy tightened and clenched, the muscles tightening.

"Fuck," I gasped, her ass shaking. My dick was surrounded by her tight and wet throat, the flesh and muscles milking me, her body working for the cum.

"Mmm," Chaewon moaned, her throat vibrating. My toes were curling, my muscles tensing, and I was reaching my peak.

"C-Close," I gasped, my breath hot. My dick was buried inside her throat, the pressure growing and building, and her lips were smacking, the sounds ringing out. I broke my lips off of her crotch and shuddered out a series of sighs and groans as my dam broke open, the pleasure rushing.

"F-Fuck," I groaned, the climax overtaking me. Chaewon whined and slurped, her mouth still wrapped around the base, and I could feel the muscles and tissues contract. My cum shot from my tip, the ropes landing inside her mouth, the white sticky and warm. She groaned and gulped, her throat properly swallowing all that was given.

My eyes were shut and I rode the waves, my muscles spasming and convulsing. Her body was grinding and shaking. My hips bucked and thrusted, the ecstasy flooding me, and I could hear Chaewon's groans and whines as the cum flooded her throat.

I could feel her backside rub and press against my face, and the wetness from her pussy grew. The heat was palpable and the air was heavy, her body shaking and quaking.

"Mmm," Chaewon moaned.

"Fuck," I sighed, the waves receding. My muscles were relaxing and my grip was loosening.

"Hmm," Chaewon hummed, the vibrations sending a shiver up my spine. She pulled her mouth off of my cock, her lips smacking and letting go. The girl sat upright, her hands placed on the bed, her back arched and her ass releasing from my face. She was gasping for air while wiping her mouth.

"That was intense," Chaewon sighed. She twisted and turned, her back still facing me, and she was looking over her shoulder. There was a wide smile on her lips as she looked back at me. Her body was flushed and her skin was rosy, the pink a beautiful shade on her otherwise fair skin.

"Yeah, it was," I said, nodding. Chaewon's grin widened, her smile bright.

"Good," She breathed, her eyes fluttering. She spun around and crawled closer, her face coming to meet mine. Chaewon pressed her lips against me, her kiss tender and gentle. Her hands cupped my cheeks, the girl's body leaning against me.

Her kiss was light and the touch soft. Her lips were gentle and sweet, the pressure subtle. Chaewon's fingers caressed and rubbed along the surface of my face, the movements slow.

"You know my mouth was kissing your pussy," I chuckled. She drew her head back, her lips hovering.

"And my lips were wrapped around your penis, what about it," Chaewon laughed. She kissed me once more, the touch lasting. Her hands travelled up my face and settled atop my head, her palms cupping my scalp.

Chaewon pressed her body against mine, her soft breasts pushing against my chest. My heart skipped a beat and the blood rushed, a fire burning in me.

"Mmm," Chaewon mumbled.

I could feel her soft hair tickle and caress my cheeks, her locks brushing against my skin. My arms rose and wrapped around her waist, and my palms rubbed along the sides, my touch gentle and soft. I could feel the contours and shapes of her back, the smooth skin and the subtle ridges of her spine.

"Hmm," She hummed.

Chaewon's legs were spread and straddling my thighs, and her body was pressed against mine, her weight resting atop me. Her soft flesh was flush and warm, the contact electric.

"Mhmm," Chaewon mumbled, the sound quiet. I could feel her tongue tease the entrance to my mouth, her moist appendage poking at the barrier. I opened up and her tongue slid in, the muscle searching and exploring.

"Hng," I sighed, her tongue rubbing and circling. The sensation was new and strange, her saliva coating my mouth, her taste filling me. I could feel her teeth nibble and tug on my lips, her teeth biting.

"Mhmm," Chaewon continued. I could feel the blood rush downwards, my arousal rising, and the erection slowly returned. My growing cock tapped at Chaewon's underbelly, the flesh tapping against her soft skin.

Chaewon pulled her mouth away, the kiss breaking. She gasped and panted, the hot breaths hitting my lips. I moved my hands, my palms sliding across the sides of her body and to her breasts. I cupped her boobs and started to bounce them, the round flesh soft and pliable.

"I'm getting excited again," Chaewon giggled, letting me play with her boobs freely. Her nipples were stiff and perky, the tips poking and hard. Hearing her laugh while I bounced and fondled her tits made me realize that I'm living the dream.

"Do you think you can do one more," Chaewon asked, a wide grin on her lips. "I want you to make me cum like a fountain."

"Fuck yes," I replied, her chest squishing in my hands. I leaned forward and took one of her tits in my mouth, her nipple touching the entrance to my throat. My lips latched and suctioned, the breast held tightly. She chuckled and pressed her chest into my mouth, her hands running along my body.

"That's good," She breathed, the tone sultry. "Let Mommy take care of you." Chaewon patted the back of my head and pushed it into her breast. I sucked and lapped, the soft flesh warm and tender. Her hand left my head and traveled downwards, her fingers sliding along my abdomen and finding my cock.

She wrapped her digits around the shaft, the touch firm. Her fingers were delicate and thin, her hold strong and comforting. Chaewon gently stroked and pumped, her fingers slow and the motions long.

"Let's get you nice and hard, one more time," Chaewon whispered.

I broke my mouth off her boob and switched to the other one, latching onto the teat. Chaewon let out a small sigh, her voice gentle. I could feel her stroke along my cock, her touch sending shivers down my spine.

"I'm going to ride you so good," She giggled, her fingers massaging the shaft. "Make sure to hold on tight, baby."

"Yes," I sighed. I could feel the warmth grow, the arousal rising. The girl's strokes were long and the motions smooth, the pace slow. My member was engulfed by the warmth, her palm rubbing along the skin, the motion sending pulses of heat.

"That's good," She sighed, patting the top of my head. I broke off of her tit and leaned back, gasping for air. Chaewon grinned and crawled, her body lifting.

"Now, get ready," Chaewon giggled, her tone mischievous. She rose onto her knees and positioned herself, her thighs and crotch hovering over my erection. I felt the heat of her entrance draw closer and my dick throbbed. With a self-assuring gasp, she lowered herself down onto me.

"Mmm," I hummed, the warmth enveloping me. My length was surrounded by her warm, wet flesh. The feeling was indescribable. It was a whole different realm compared to her mouth. Her lips and tongue were great but her pussy, this was incredible.

"Uhh," I groaned, a twitch in my muscles. The warmth was incredible, the feeling of her insides gripping and massaging me.

"Oh yeah, this is nice," Chaewon purred, her hands on my chest to hold herself steady. I watched her eyes flutter, the girl taking her time to savor the moment. I could feel her insides constrict and the muscles flex, the pressure building.

"Your pussy feels great," I said, the words spilling out.

"I'm glad," Chaewon giggled, a twinkle in her eye. "Because it's all yours now."

"Yeah," I chuckled.

"Mhmm," She moaned, a satisfied grin on her lips. She dropped her butt and enveloped my length, her body fully seated on top of me. "Ah," She sighed, the sound long and drawn.

"Mm," I grunted, the warmth surrounding me.

"Ah," Chaewon groaned, her body shifting and grinding. "How are you feeling?"

"Great," I replied, a smile forming.

"God, I could feel you all inside of me," She gasped, a wide smile on her face. "Ah," She gasped, the sound high. Her pussy was clenching on its own, the walls squeezing, and the sensation was incredible.

"Damn," I grunted, a sharp gasp escaping.

"Oh, you like that, don't you," Chaewon purred. Her eyes were half lidded, the expression seductive.

"Yeah," I breathed.

"I bet," She giggled, a devilish smirk on her lips. "Do you want me to start moving?"

"Yes please," I said, the words rushing.

"So cute," She chuckled, a small smile on her face. "Don't worry, Mommy's not going anywhere."

"Ah," I moaned, the girl starting. Her hips rolled, the motions slow, the speed deliberate. I could feel her insides slide against my cock, the friction growing. The pads of her fingers dug deeper into my chest, her nails piercing.

"Mmm," Chaewon moaned. She raised her ass up and then pushed down, the movement long. Her butt dropped onto my lap, the weight impacting. Her soft thighs slapped against me, the impact resonating.

"Shit," I groaned.

"Hmm," She hummed. The girl's hair was bouncing, the strands brushing against her face and shoulders. Her back was arched, her hips moving, and her head was thrown back. Her perky breasts moved in my face, taunting me to suckle on them again. A nipple found itself back into my mouth, earning a satisfied sigh from Chaewon.

"Mm," She moaned, her voice light and gentle.

"Mhm," I hummed, her boobs bouncing in my mouth.

"Oh, Minjae," Chaewon sighed. She lifted her butt, the pace steady and controlled, and then slammed back down, the motion sudden. The girl was bouncing, the actions short and quick, her hips and ass dropping down, the pace fast and rough. "I'm getting there," She sighed, her tone breathless.

"Yeah," I panted, dropping her boob out my mouth and trying to catch it again. The heat was growing, the temperature rising, and her pussy was contracting and tightening. I could feel the warmth rise, the temperature building. The pleasure was overwhelming, her walls milking me.

"You're going to make me cum," Chaewon giggled, the sound high. Her movements were becoming less precise and the rhythm was lost, her bounces random and erratic.

"Oh, yeah," She gasped, her body shaking and shivering. Her mouth faced the ceiling and a long, drawn out moan spilled out, the sound ringing. Her back was arched, the girl leaning forwards. Her fingers were clawing and digging into my chest, the grip harsh and the pressure strong.

"Uhh," I grunted, the pleasure mounting.

"Minjae," Chaewon gasped, her voice breathless.

"Ah," I sighed, her body grinding. I could feel the pleasure and heat reach the breaking point, the pressure mounting.

"Oh fuck," She gasped, her eyes shutting. The orgasm was rising, the tension growing, and her pussy was clenching, the walls tight and warm. Her hips bucked, her motions jerky and erratic. The girl was trembling, the orgasm imminent.

"Chaewon," I panted, the heat unbearable.

"Fuck," Chaewon groaned, her eyes opening. They were desperate, a plea in her irises. Her mouth was agape, her breathless pants filling the room. Her skin was glistening, the girl's body damp with sweat.

"I'm gonna-" I was cut off, her lips colliding. She pressed her lips against me, the kiss passionate and heated. Our teeth and tongues clashed, the movements sloppy. Her tongue slid and explored, her muscles roaming and searching.

"Ugh," Chaewon groaned, her noises muffled by the kiss. I could feel her walls clamp and tighten, the contractions sudden and strong. The muscles tightened, her pussy milking me, the walls slick and tight. She brought her hands up and gripped the sides of my head, her palms cradling me as we intensified the kiss.

"Oh God," Chaewon gasped, her breath hot. "I-I'm c-cumming," She cried. She brought her lips back and I felt the floodgates open, the release sudden. Her pussy sprayed and her juices rushed out, the flow gushing. I could feel the warm liquid coat my pelvis and abdomen, the fluids drenching and soaking my lower body.

"F-Fuck," Chaewon panted, the pleasure flooding. The girl's body was quivering, the muscles and nerves spasming, her body quaking and shuddering.

"Oh shit," I groaned, the ecstasy surging.

"C-Cum in me," Chaewon groaned through the overwhelming orgasm. She dropped her butt down, the motion fast, her weight impacting. Her hips were grinding, her crotch rubbing and grinding, her pussy contracting.

"I'm close," I grunted, the pleasure nearing the limit. The pressure was rising and the heat was scorching, the blood rushing.

Chaewon whispered, her voice a whine, "Cum for me, cum inside me, give it all to me."

"Fuck," I grunted, her walls constricting and milking. My muscles tensed and my body stiffened, the tension at its peak. I could feel the pressure break and the pleasure wash over me, the climax crashing.

"Uhhh," I sighed, the release was instant. The dam burst, the heat spreading. I felt my cock pulsate, the member throbbing, and the heat shot out, the cum gushing. It splashed and coated her walls, the thick fluid coating her insides.

"Mhmm," Chaewon gasped.

The release was warm and the orgasm intense, the ecstasy flooding. My toes were curled, my body stiff, and the nerves and muscles were convulsing and spasming. My lungs were gasping for air, the breaths coming out in heavy pants.

"Hah," Chaewon breathed, the girl shaking. Her eyes were shut, her expression a look of pure bliss. I could see her lips move, the motions slow and exaggerated, but no sounds came out. Her body was shaking and her skin was red, the glow bright. I felt the last ropes leave my cock, the remnants trickling and leaking out.

My body went slack and I leaned my head back against the wall, a long sigh escaping. I could feel her hands leave the side of my face and fall onto my shoulders. Chaewon winced, lifting herself off of my cock, a hiss following. She slumped forward, her body leaning against mine, and laid her head on my shoulder, her forehead resting on the side of my neck.

"That was great," She gasped, her words breathless. I nodded, not having the energy to speak. We were both left panting and heaving, the exertion draining us. I felt Chaewon wrap her arms around me, the hug warm and comforting.

"Can we just cuddle," Chaewon murmured.

"Yeah," I replied, a chuckle escaping. I brought my hands and wrapped them around her torso, my arms enveloping her. My hands rubbed her back and caressed her spine, my touch gentle and soft. The girl nuzzled her face into the crook of my neck, her hair brushing. We lowered down until we laid on the bed, our bodies intertwined.

In a low drowsy voice, Chaewon whispered, "We should probably put our clothes back on."

"Mhmm," I mumbled. "In a bit."

I was tuckered out, the sex draining, and I just wanted to go to sleep. Chaewon hummed and snuggled her body closer to me, the two of us entangled.

"I don't want Sakura to see us naked again," Chaewon yawned, the words coming out tired.

"Mmm," I sighed. We weren't fully naked, just our outer layers off and we weren't expecting her home that one time. It wasn't awkward, just funny. She'll be fine if it happens again.

"Mhm," She groaned. "Fine, you get five minutes."

"Alright," I yawned. "Five minutes."

All it took was two minutes to fall asleep. 

Turns out, I'm a liar! Couldn't help but throw in another Chaewon smut, she's been on a roll in my head recently. God forbid a guy succumb to his temptations. But... Now... Thus begins the streak of smuts, I just hope I don't feel washed and you guys don't get bored of my writing! - PI