Chapter 43: Killing My Liver for Sex

Saturday | February 10th, 2024 | 7:39 PM

"You're fine, you look good," I chuckled, shaking my head.

"I'm just making sure," Chaewon laughed, following behind me as we walked through the girls’ dorm building. "I want to look nice, especially since you said those fashion girls are going to be there."

"Yeah, but trust me, it doesn't matter. You're beautiful, your outfit will speak for itself," I replied, reassuringly. The brunette girl had on a black blouse and ripped skinny jeans. She was showing off her smooth, pale thighs, and her shirt hugged her slender frame. She looked like the perfect mix of sexy and cute.

"If you say so," She said, sighing. I turned around and smiled, reaching a hand to fix the hem of her shirt, "You look good, Chae. You don't have anything to worry about." We stopped in front of a dorm door and I gave her one last smile before raising my fist to knock. From behind the door, I could hear a loud crash followed by a curse word, and the sound of footsteps scurrying around.

"What the fuck," I mumbled, raising an eyebrow. The door flung open and a wave of iconic pink and blue hair appeared followed by Nakyung's face as it poked out. "Oh, hey guys. Come on in," She said, waving. She was rubbing her foot and grumbling, "I kicked the fuck out of the coffee table."

"Uh, are you okay," Chaewon asked with an amused laugh.

"Yeah, yeah," She scoffed. The two of us walked into her dorm and found an array of stuff spread around the living room. Things like stray shoes, random bowls that hopefully were empty, and crumpled napkins littered her floors. There was a bag full of snacks, a couple cases of beer, and a bottle of vodka on the coffee table.

"Sorry for the mess," Nakyung apologized, rushing forward to pick up and throw the trash into the garbage can. "I'm still getting ready."

"It's alright," I said, my laugh fading away as I took in how messy my best friend really was. I guided Chaewon over to Nakyung's couch and plopped down, sighing. "We're still waiting for the others to get there anyways."

"Cool, great," She nodded. Her hair was messy and loose, and her body was hidden under her hoodie. Her face had some light make-up on, and her lips were colored red. She turned to look at Chaewon, her eyes glancing up and down. "You're looking cute, Chaewon," Nakyung complimented, shooting her a friendly smile.

"Ah, thanks," Chaewon smiled. "What are you planning on wearing?"

"Eh, I dunno," Nakyung shrugged. She glided over to her bedroom door, "I guess something simple. I'm not planning on making too big of a fuss. Jeans and a hoodie," She walked inside and shut the door, leaving the two of us in the living room. Chaewon's eyes flickered around the room, taking in the space.

"Her dorm's kinda messy," Chaewon whispered, looking back at me.

"Haha, that's normal. She's never the cleanest person," I responded, a small grin on my face. She turned around to sit next to me and leaned her back against my arm. Chaewon's perfume smelled like berries and sugar, and the smell was intoxicating. Her hair tickled my arms and neck, and the sensation caused goosebumps to rise on my skin.

I sighed and rested a hand on her thigh, absentmindedly caressing her soft, bare skin. I didn't mean anything by it, it was just a simple, natural gesture.

"Your dorms are nice and spacious though," Chaewoon cooed. "I'm jealous. Mine's like a shoebox compared to this."

"It's not a big deal," I said, laughing. "Yours is fine."

"You're the type to downplay things, you know," She mumbled, her voice sounding disappointed.

"I do, but your dorm's small but comfortable," I insisted. "You make the best of it. It's not that bad."

Chaewon huffed, not entirely satisfied. After a short minute, she relaxed and leaned further into me, "I guess so." She let her head rest on my shoulder and her hand came to grab mine, intertwining our fingers. My hand was enveloped by her small hands and the gesture made my heart flutter.

"It'll be fun tonight," I murmured, looking down at her. Her head turned and she looked up, giving me a warm smile, "Yes, I’m excited. I hope I make them laugh or something for them to remember me by. You know, like oh, that Chaewon girl is dope, she did this and yada yada."

“You will, just yap like you’re doing right now," I assured. She gave my hand a squeeze and leaned up, pressing a quick kiss on the corner of my mouth. I grinned and pulled her closer, returning the kiss, a bit longer. Chaewon hummed happily and melted into the kiss, her hands coming up to cup my face. I felt her soft tongue swipe against my lips, and the sensation sent tingles throughout my body.

"Gross, save it for the bedroom," A voice spoke, cutting through the moment. I broke the kiss and turned to Nakyung exiting her bedroom, a look of disgust on her face. She was dressed in a cropped white tee, and a pair of tight black jeans. Her stomach was exposed, her toned abs showing off her hard work.

"Shut up," I shot back, rolling my eyes. Chaewon laughed and moved to sit up straight, her fingers still playing with mine. "Alright, I'm ready to go," Nakyung stated, walking to the kitchen. She grabbed her wallet and phone, and shoved them into her pockets.

"Do we have everything?" I asked, turning to the girls.

"Yes, we're all set," Chaewon nodded, giving my hand another squeeze. "Let's go." I reached for the cases of beer and the bottle of vodka, while the two girls grabbed the bags of chips and snacks. With all of our items gathered, we left the dorm and started walking down the halls.

"Do you know the way to Saerom's house?" Nakyung asked, glancing over at me.

"Yep," I confirmed, nodding. "It's not that far. Twenty minutes max, maybe more if I want to take the scenic route."

"Mmkay," She nodded.

The three of us walked out of the dorms and hopped into my car. As soon as the engine roared to life, Nakyung took control and plugged her phone in, putting on a playlist.

"Okay, here we go," Nakyung exclaimed, a bright grin on her face. She turned the volume up and a booming, electronic beat filled the interior. The car vibrated and shook, the bass rattling my ears.

"Oh god," I muttered, laughing. Chaewon sat in the passenger seat, buckling herself in and she smiled, "Nice music."

"Thanks," Nakyung said, proudly. I reversed the car and we began to drive off the campus, leaving the school behind.

Saturday | February 10th, 2024 | 8:27 PM

Saerom's house wasn't anything special, but it was nice. It was a cozy little townhouse with a quaint backyard, a garage, and a decent size. Her house was nestled away in a quiet, suburban area, away from the bustling city life.

As we approached the home, a bunch of cars were parked along the side of the road. I parked behind what I recognized as Haechan's car, and the three of us got out, carrying the bags and bottles with us.

"This looks like a nice house," Chaewon commented, her eyes trailing the front.

"Yeah," I agreed, nodding. We walked to the front and the door swung open, revealing Jung Wooyoung, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Hello, welcome, come on in," He welcomed, gesturing for us to enter. I thanked him and stepped inside, finding myself standing in the living room. Seated on the couches with drinks in hand were some of the goobers, chatting and laughing.

"We brought some more booze," Nakyung said, passing the bottle of vodka into Wooyoung's hands. "Thanks, girl," He nodded, accepting the alcohol and passing her arm around Nakyung to give her a side hug. He turned back to the group, "Guess who made it!" Wooyoung grinned widely at Chaewon, who was standing beside me.

"Chaewon!" Sana squealed, a bright smile on her face. Tzuyu, Yeji, and Joy stood up and came forward, excited smiles on their faces. The girls passed around hugs and cheers, their hands waving happily.

"It's been so long since we've seen you," Yeji grinned, looking at Chaewon. "How have you been?"

"I've been good, how about you guys?" Chaewon asked, politely.

"Oh, we're great," Sana smiled, looping her arm with Chaewon. "We missed you on the cabin trip. But! This means we can go again next year and make up for it!"

"That's a good idea," Chaewon said, laughing and nodding. "Where's Saerom, though? We gotta say hi."

"She's upstairs," Yeji explained. "She'll be down in a bit. In the meantime, let's get you guys some drinks and catch up!" The group cheered, and Wooyoung came forward, handing each of us a plastic shot cup filled with the vodka that Nakyung had handed him.

"To us," Wooyoung said, smiling. He raised his cup and the rest of us followed, our voices shouting together, "To us!" We downed our shots, the harsh burn of alcohol coating our throats and tongues. I winced and set my empty cup down, sighing, "Shit, I hate that."

"Haha, damn, Minjae," Joy chuckled, giving me a light pat on the back. "I know it's been a while since you drank, but don't tell me you're losing your edge."

"Shut up," I grumbled, rolling my eyes. Chaewon rubbed circles on my lower back and the feeling soothed me.

"It's okay, babe," Chaewon said, trying to keep a straight face. But, the way she said 'babe' caused her voice to crack. I can tell the vodka taste was also not sitting right on her tongue.

From the other side of the living room, I spotted Haechan and Saerom walking down the stairs, their faces lit up.

"Chaewon! You're here!" Saerom said, her face filled with excitement. The girls passed hugs and the Haechan joined in, grabbing me into a tight bear hug.

"What's up, dude," I greeted, patting his back. We pulled apart and he turned to Chaewon, reaching a fist out, "I'm glad you're here!"

"Thank you," Chaewon smiled, bumping his fist with her own.

"Well, come sit," Yeji said, guiding the new arrivals to the living room. "There's plenty of room. Haechan, bring them some seltzers!"

"I gotcha," Haechan responded, saluting her. He walked into the kitchen while the girls took a seat on a couch, their eyes flickering around the living room. I followed behind and settled down, leaning back and stretching my arms out. Chaewon sat next to me and rested her hand on my thigh, leaning into me.

Everyone else all settled around the coffee table and were all smiling brightly. "How's the semester going for everyone," Yeji asked, looking at everyone.

"So far so good," Tzuyu responded, her face relaxed. "I've been managing."

"It's been okay," Joy said, nodding. "A little rough, but I think we're doing good."

"Same here," Haechan called, walking over with three cans. Behind him was Jinho who greeted us as he took his seat next to Yeji. Haechan passed the first can to Chaewon and the second to me, the third to Nakyung, and then took a seat.

“That’s Joy’s special seltzer she got from Japan. It’s stupid strong, so I’d be slow if I was you,” Jinho made a face and shook his head. I laughed and popped the can open, hearing the other girls following my lead and we each took our sips.

Geez, strong was an understatement. I read ‘Strawberry Splash’ on the front but I tasted nothing but carbonated alcohol. I looked at Chaewon and Nakyung who shared the same look of disgust. 

"How about you," Sana asked, looking over at me and continuing our conversation.

"Ah, yeah. It's not bad. Nothing too crazy," I replied, chuckling. "It's the same as always. Classes and projects. You?"

"Ugh," She groaned. "Same thing. Except, I had a paper due earlier this week and I barely finished. So, it's been a bit stressful."

"You always wait till the last minute," Yeji chuckled, shaking her head.

"But it works out," Sana replied, sticking her tongue out.

"It does, but don't do it," Tzuyu warned, laughing.

At that moment, a few knocks were heard and the group all perked up, "That must be Jennie and Xiaoting," Wooyoung exclaimed, a mischievous smile on his face. His small crush on Jennie wasn't much a secret and the way he didn't try to hide it was fun to watch.

He jumped up and quickly rushed to the door. A moment later, he swung the door open and Wooyoung's voice shouted out, "Welcome ladies, please, come in!"

"Hey, Wooyoung," I heard Jennie say, her voice friendly and cheerful.

"Hello, Wooyoung," Xiaoting greeted, her tone sounding polite.

Wooyoung guided the two inside, a large grin plastered across his face. I watched as they made their way inside and found my eyes analyzing their outfits.

Jennie was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans, a tight cropped t-shirt and a bomber jacket, showing off her slender arms. Her hair was straightened and was parted down the middle, framing her sharp features.

Xiaoting was wearing a simple pair of blue jeans and a red t-shirt. She looked pretty, and her natural beauty showed without a ton of effort. She had a shy, polite smile on her face as she passed around quick hugs and greetings.

I eyed Chaewon who was also eyeing the two. Her eyes lingered on Xiaoting and I could see her expression soften, a small smile rising to her face. My hand moved to hold hers, squeezing lightly. She blinked and looked over, her cheeks slightly rosy.

"Glad you guys can make it," Saerom stood up to greet them, her smile warm and bright.

"Thank you, your house looks really nice," Xiaoting replied, smiling.

"I like the decor," Jennie complimented, nodding. They spotted Chaewon sitting beside me and beamed. "Chaewon!"

"Hi, hello, hi," Chaewon laughed, a friendly smile on her face. The girls gave her hugs and sat down on the couch opposite from us.

"Ugh, you're so gorgeous and I love your outfit," Jennie gushed, her eyes scanning Chaewon's.

"Thank you, thank you," Chaewon chuckled, giving a cute, awkward smile.

"What about me," Wooyoung asked, a joking tone in his voice.

"Eh," Xiaoting joked, a grin forming. The group laughed, including Jennie and Wooyoung.

"Damn, Xiaoting. That's harsh," Saerom said, shaking her head.

"I'm just playing," Xiaoting grinned. She reached over to give him a quick pat on the arm, a sincere look on her face, "Don't take it to heart."

"Oh, I'm not. Not even a bit," He said, smiling. "But, because of that, you and Jennie got to take double shots now!"

"Oh, no," Jennie groaned, a fake, dramatic look of worry on her face. She turned to Xiaoting, "What did we get ourselves into." Wooyoung came over with two plastic shot cups filled to the brim with vodka. He set the glasses in front of the two, and grinned, "To you, and your pretty faces."

Jennie rolled her eyes and picked her cup up, turning to the rest of the group, "Cheers." We all lifted our own beverages and yelled, "Cheers," and downed our drinks. The seltzer went down rough and the alcohol carbonation lingered on my tongue, much to my dismay and disgust.

The two fashionistas winced and shook their heads. Xiaoting set the empty cup down and grimaced, "Oof, I forgot how bad vodka is."

"Oh, god, it's horrible," Jennie muttered, her face twisting.

"But it's a party, we gotta have some alcohol in us," Saerom insisted, a smile on her face.

"That's fair," Xiaoting nodded, smiling.

"Okay, well, let's get the party started," Joy exclaimed, raising her arms.

"Let's do it," Haechan nodded, his smile growing.

"Alright, well, let's put the music on," Wooyoung said, moving to turn on the bluetooth speakers.

As the group talked, I looked around the living room and scanned the space. The house was very neat and cozy. Pictures and paintings decorated the walls and the couches were clean and inviting.

"Nice place," Chaewon commented, nodding. She looked at me and grinned, "Better than your dorm." Music started playing, filling the empty space, and the energy picked up, the chatter increasing in volume.

"Then you could sleep here instead of my dorm tonight, how about that," I said, returning the grin.

"I take that back, your dorm has some charm to it," She said, shaking her head.

"Too late," I laughed.

"Oh, fine," Chaewon chuckled, giving my bicep a squeeze. We followed the group into Saerom's kitchen and all stood around the island while Wooyoung poured another round of shots for us.

"Cheers," We yelled, downing our shots. The harsh alcohol burned its way through, the strong taste coating our tongues and throats. I coughed and grabbed the can of seltzer, washing the vodka flavor away with an equally bad flavor.

"What game are we playing this time?" Tzuyu asked, turning to the group.

"King's Cup?" Saerom suggested.

"No, we always play that," Sana complained, frowning.

"Truth or Dare?" Haechan tried.

"We tend to do the same dares," Joy responded, pursing her lips.

"Spin the bottle?" Xiaoting asked.

"I'm in a happy relationship," Jinho chuckled while eyeing Yeji, who gave him a stern, but approving look. I felt Chaewon squeeze my hand, though I didn't look even though I knew she was giving me the same look that Yeji gave to Jinho.

"Oh, come on, there's ways around that," Wooyoung said, a devious smile forming. I'm pretty sure Wooyoung was betting his luck tonight on the bottle landing on Jennie.

"How about just talking and having some drinks?" Tzuyu proposed, a friendly smile on her face.

"Hell no, weren't you the one who suggested playing games?" Wooyoung said, shaking his head. "I mean, we got to have something fun and not boring. Right, Saerom?"

She nodded her head in agreement and raised her eyebrow, "We can all chill and hang out later, now's the time for us to get buzzed and have fun."

"Let's just play truth or dare," Haechan tried again. "Come on, that's an easy game to get buzzed and have a little fun. Plus, not a lot of us have been together in a while and we'll have a fresh head for dares."

"Geez, you really want a kiss with Saerom, huh," Yeji teased, chuckling. The two parties in the argument flushed and shook their heads.

"Whatever," Saerom chuckled, a light pink dusting her cheeks. "We can play truth or dare, if you want to avoid doing your truth or dare, it's a shot then."

The group broke out into murmurs of agreement and all moved out to the living room to settle down on the couches. Nakyung suddenly grabbed the back of my shirt before we left the kitchen, tugging on it. I turned around and looked at her, my eyebrows raised.

"What's up," I asked. She brought a finger to her lips, signaling me to whisper before she leaned in closely, "I need you to get shit-faced." Chaewon went on ahead, and I paused, "Wait, what? Why?"

"Trust me, I have a plan." A plan, she says. Here, now, at this party. I wouldn't put it past her that she'd start scheming as soon as we walked in but I didn't have an inkling of Saerom's panties on my mind at all. I completely forgot about them and didn't bother thinking about how I could steal them.

For a moment, I hesitated. I just wanted to spend a nice time with my friends, but if Nakyung says she has a plan, I have no other choice but to follow along.

"Okay," I replied, nodding slowly. I turned and looked behind us. "I have to get shit-faced."

"Not actually, but trust me, let it come naturally, I'll take it from there," She said, smiling brightly. That damn smile makes me trust her too easily.

"Okay, alright. If you say so." I nodded back and headed over to the living room. Now that we were all here, I found there wasn’t much space for us to sit since there were only about three couches. 

I let Chaewon sit on the couch while I hovered behind her, same with Jinho and Haechan who flanked my sides while Yeji and Saerom took the seats next to Chaewon. 

Eventually we all found our spots, and the group sat in a circle, passing the bottle of vodka and our shot cups to everyone.

"Alright, Haechan, since you wanted to play this game so badly, you go first, truth or dare," Saerom challenged, a cheeky smile on her face.

Haechan chuckled, "Dare, of course."

"Alright, I dare you to...lick the floor," Saerom said, her smile growing. Haechan looked down at Saerom with a 'what the fuck' look, but didn't complain, and got onto his hands and knees, pressing his lips to the ground. All of us grimaced, especially when Haechan's tongue swiped the floor, screaming out our disgust.

"You might as well take a shot and disinfect your mouth, dude," Wooyoung shuddered, laughing.

"Yeah, don't come near me with that tongue," Jinho warned, inching away.

"I second that," I agreed, nodding.

"Third," Nakyung, Tzuyu, Sana and Saerom chimed in.

"Oh, you guys suck," Haechan grumbled, reaching over to the table for a can of soda. "Anyways, umm, Minjae, let's go you, truth or dare?"

"Me? Ah, um," I looked around, a bit taken back. "Dare."

"I dare you," Haechan grinned, rubbing his hands. "To chug a whole can of Joy’s seltzer."

"Ah, hell, come on man," I groaned. But, it was a dare and I knew he wouldn't let me off the hook. Plus, it'll get my alcohol levels up so maybe whatever Nakyung had planned would work.

"Do it," Yeji encouraged, laughing.

"Drink up, champ," Wooyoung shouted, his cup raised.

I sighed, but smiled and opened a new can, the fizzing sounds loud. I quickly downed the whole thing, feeling the bubbles pop and explode inside my throat. Gassy, if I had to describe it, and the drink tasted bitter on its own, not to mention the strong alcohol.

"Good one," Jennie applauded, cheering. Chaewon patted my resting hand on the couch arm and gave me a supportive thumbs up. I returned the smile, and took a deep breath, the carbonation still bubbling.

"Jinho, truth or dare?" I forced out, having little bumps in between every syllable.

"Truth," Jinho replied, smiling.

"Pussy," I coughed, grinning. "How about, when was the last time you blew a load? It could be sex or masturbation."

Jinho's smile dropped and the rest of the group began howling, hollering, and laughing. "Oh, come on," Jinho groaned, a deep frown etched into his features. He turned and looked at Yeji, who had a mischievous smirk, a brow raised. She had the look of 'go ahead, tell the truth'.

"Fuck, fine. It was, ah, four nights ago," Jinho sighed. Yeji nodded, but had a proud, knowing look, a sly grin on her lips. The group continued laughing and I couldn't help but join.

"That was a good one, Minjae," Sana laughed.

"Yeah, nice one, dude," Haechan chuckled.

"Thank you," I replied, nodding.

"Okay, Yeji, truth or dare," Jinho said, looking down at his girlfriend.

"Hmm, dare," Yeji responded, leaning forward.

"I dare you, to show off that dance move you did a few weeks ago. You know which one, that dumb ass one you did to get me to buy food," Jinho said, grinning.

"Ugh, stop, that was so stupid," Yeji rolled her eyes.

"It's my dare, show the goobers the dance," Jinho insisted, chuckling.

"Fine, whatever," Yeji replied, getting up.

"Show us the goods," Xiaoting cheered.

It was a bit silly and had a lot of jumping, her arms flying outwards, waving around. She danced and bounced around, and it was hilarious and embarrassing, which is exactly why Jinho made her do it. Yeji's face was red from embarrassment and her expression was pained as she tried to make the best of it.

The group cheered and whooped as she sat back down, the laughter still echoing.

"Xiaoting, truth or dare," Yeji called out, trying to get her revenge.

"Dare," Xiaoting replied, a small, amused smile on her face.

Yeji pursed her lips, a bit frustrated. She was probably trying to get Xiaoting back by doing something just as bad. After a moment, she said, "I dare you to lick the floor too."

"Oh, ew," Xiaoting laughed, cringing.

"C'mon, Miss Influencer," Joy goaded.

"Do it," Nakyung shouted.

"Do it, do it, do it," We eventually started to chant. The pretty girl firmly shook her head and reached for her shot cup, downing the vodka in one quick shot. The group booed and hollered, laughing.

"Boo, lame," Yeji yelled.

"Sorry, not sorry," Xiaoting replied, giggling. "Anyways, Wooyoung, truth or dare?"

"Dare, obviously," He replied, grinning while he shook the can of seltzer in his hand. The game was already starting to pick up and we were all getting buzzed and enjoying ourselves.

"I dare you," Xiaoting grinned, her eyes lighting up. "To kiss each of the boys on the lips."

"What?" The three of us yelled in unison, all our faces scrunched up in disgust. The girls exploded in laughter, while us boys had expressions of horror. The only one who wasn't laughing was Wooyoung, who was staring right at us with a look of determination.

"No, no, no," Jinho and Haechan shouted, backing away from Wooyoung.

"Don't touch me," I yelled, ducking my head. He laughed and shrugged, "Fine, I guess I'll take a shot since you guys are wussies." He poured himself a full shot and threw it back. We each let out a sigh of relief, thankful that we dodged a bullet.

"Alright, Chaewon, it's your first one," Wooyoung challenged, looking directly at her. "Truth or dare?"

Chaewon blinked and shifted, sitting upright. She smiled and replied, "Dare." She looked back at me and I gave her a surprised yet proud look. Wooyoung was quiet and thinking for a moment, and the entire circle was waiting in anticipation. Finally, after a long, painful couple of moments, he spoke.

"I dare you, Chaewon, to take a shot every time someone says the word, uh, um, 'fuck' during this game," Wooyoung grinned. The circle erupted in a fit of giggles and laughs, including Chaewon, who was all in for the dare. She looked over and nudged me, a light flush on her face.

"That's going to make you very drunk," I joked, "Are you sure you can handle it?" She shrugged and nodded at Wooyoung, accepting his dare. She placed her finger on her lips and looked around the group, "Ah, Nakyung! Truth or dare?"

"Oh, oh, I'm going for truth," Nakyung responded.

"Hmm, okay. Hmm, let's see. How many times have you done it?" Chaewon asked, a small, but teasing smile on her face.

Nakyung flushed, and frowned, "Uh, well, uh..." She glanced over at me and cleared her throat, "Too many to count." They way she said it was phrased like a joke, and it made the group laugh, but to me, who knew Nakyung and her hidden backstory, I understood the deeper meaning behind her words.

"Okay, Minjae, truth or dare?" Nakyung called out, ignoring the laughter and looks. I blinked and swallowed, "I already did my round."

"I guess it's, 'Try to get Minjae Drunk' night, huh," Saerom teased, chuckling.

"I guess so, come on, Minjae, truth or dare," Nakyung said, a challenging grin on her face.

"Fine, dare," I replied. Nakyung nodded and her grin grew, her eyes flashing a dangerous gleam.

"I dare you to strip down to your boxers for the rest of the game," She said, her voice firm. I knew she purposely chose a crazy dare I would never do in order to convince me to take the shot. Chaewon tensed up and looked up at me. Her eyes were wide, and she was clearly a bit curious if I'd go through with it or not.

"Ah, fuck, I'll take the shot," I sighed, picking up a shot cup. The group hollered and the noise level was high. "Damn, Minjae," Haechan shouted.

"Oh! That's a shot for Chaewon! You gotta pay up, girl," Joy laughed, pointing. The brief glare Chaewon gave me was worth the look on her face. She reached for her shot cup while I mouthed a silent 'sorry' at her. I patted her head and together we downed the shots, coughing right after. The flavor of alcohol was getting strong and my senses were starting to feel the buzz.

"Joy, it's your turn, buddy. Truth or dare," I continued, laughing.

"Let's go, I'll take a dare," Joy grinned.

"Hmm, let's see," I said, a little buzzed. I glanced around the room and thought. There wasn't much in the living room except for a TV, some furniture and some art. I couldn't imagine any creative or unique dares here. I stared for a bit before an idea struck my mind.

"Ah, I dare you to swap clothes with the person the bottle lands on when I spin it," I grinned. Unexpectedly, Joy didn't react negatively. Instead, her smile grew and she clapped her hands.

"Hell yeah, let's do this," Joy laughed, her smile bright and wide. I took the bottle and gave it a solid spin on the table. The group was dead silent and everyone was watching the spinning bottle with laser focus. As the bottle began slowing down, the group held their breath, anticipation building up. Finally, it landed and we all let out a loud 'whoop'.

"Jennie!" Sana screamed, pointing at her. Jennie's face flashed with surprise, but a small smile crept onto her lips.

"Well, let's go, Joy," She laughed, standing up.

"Alright," Joy replied, smiling. They headed upstairs to change, the rest of the group left to wait for them. The game was heating up, and now we waited for the next part of the game. Some of us dispersed to get more drinks and food, while the rest of us waited.

"Do you want a water or soda?" I asked, looking at Chaewon.

"Ah, sure, a water, please," She replied.

"Okay," I said. I left my spot near the couch and started walking towards the kitchen, where I felt the presence of someone tailing me. Turning over my shoulder, I spotted Nakyung following me, her arms folded.

"Are you going to explain what you were talking about earlier," I whispered. She grabbed a hold of my arm and tugged me over. She pushed me over against the wall and stood close to me, her nose almost touching mine. Her face was slightly red, and yeah, I can smell the vodka we've been drinking on her breath.

"What are you doing?" I asked, pushing her shoulders back, placing a bit more distance between us. "What if someone sees us," I warned, looking around us. Thankfully, we were alone in the kitchen.

"Don't worry, they're all either distracted or too buzzed to care," Nakyung whispered, shaking her head.

"Okay, explain, then, what is going on in your head," I urged, raising an eyebrow. She huffed and took a deep breath, looking at the ground.

"Just trust me, and just try to get yourself drunk tonight," She instructed. I was quiet for a moment and looked over her shoulder. "Nakyung, what are you planning," I asked, wanting a better answer.

"I need you to fall over, maybe even pass out or if possible, vomit," She continued to explain, ignoring my questions.

"Vomit? What the fuck?"

"Once you make a scene, I'll try to convince Saerom to let you sleep it off in her room. I'll get her to leave you alone, and you know what to do from there," Nakyung concluded. 

I mean, it was a solid plan. I was even surprised Nakyung came up with it with how shortly we've been at the party. But, that didn't stop me from feeling a bit wary.

"Okay, but, what if it doesn't work?" I asked, "What if Saerom doesn't go along with your plan and just kicks me out of her house?"

"Then shit, we don't get her underwear, it's not the end of the world," Nakyung shrugged. I slowly nodded, looking around again. "Okay, alright, fine. We'll do this. Just, please, be careful."

"Me? Careful?" Nakyung grinned, leaning in. "Who are you and what have you done with the real Hwang Minjae?" Her lips were inching closer, but I moved my head aside.

"Stop it, Chaewon is right over there," I said, nodding towards the living room. Nakyung followed my eyes towards the living room. She sighed and moved away, her back against the kitchen island. "Ugh, fine, whatever."

"It's not whatever, I'm being serious, Nakyung," I insisted, frowning. "We can't ruin what I have with her, you understand that, right?" I opened up the fridge and pulled out two water bottles.

"Pussy. It's just physical." Nakyung cooed, “We had a whole conversation about it. Cold turkey?”

"No, this is me being an adult," I corrected, closing the fridge door. "Now, come on, let's just get this night over with." I moved past Nakyung but I could feel her eyes piercing into my back. She stayed put in the kitchen, not bothering to follow me back into the living room.

"I'm back," I announced, standing behind Chaewon. I handed her the water bottle and opened up the other, taking a drink. "Thanks," She said, cracking open her water and drinking.

"Ah, there they are," Yeji teased, hooting. Jennie and Joy both entered the living room, dressed in their partner's outfits. Jennie wore Joy's denim shorts and white tank top, which albeit a bit loose, looked pretty nice. Joy wore Jennie's ripped jeans and white tee. Her curves and shapely legs were a bit eye-catching in the outfit, especially since her chest filled up the tight cropped shirt nicely.

"How does it feel," Xiaoting asked, laughing.

"I don't mind, her clothes are comfortable," Jennie replied, sitting back down at her spot on the couches.

"Well, it feels weird," Joy chuckled. Her hand was clawing at her crotch, fidgeting around. "Jennie's thong is riding up my cooch and my butt is eating it up," She complained, cringing. Joy's TMI confession drew out a loud reaction from the group, laughing and groaning.

"Oops," Jennie teased, a coy smile on her lips.

"You guys didn't have to swap underwear. All I said were clothes," I corrected. Although, I wasn’t complaining about the mental image Joy was putting in my head while watching her play with her crotch and butt. The two girls of varying sizes sat back down at their spots and the group was getting ready for the next round.

"Fuck, um, Sana, truth or dare?" Joy called out, grinning.

"Ah, I'll go dare," Sana smiled, taking a sip of her drink. Yeji perked up, "That's a shot for Chaewon, by the way." The break in between rounds made me forget about that rule and I looked at Chaewon. She looked back at me and sighed, reaching for her shot cup and pouring herself another shot.

"Ah, alright. So, Sana, I dare you to kiss Tzuyu," Joy laughed.

"Oh," Tzuyu and Sana said in unison. They glanced at each other and looked away. We were definitely reaching that state of the party where things were getting crazier.

"Come on, TzuTzu," Sana teased, leaning forward. The tall girl frowned and leaned forward as well. The two of them got close, their lips inching together, but instead, Sana pecked her on the cheek, leaving a small red lipstick mark. The group booed, laughing.

"Fucking cowards," Wooyoung shouted.

"Chaewon, drink up!" Someone announced. I watched my girlfriend reach for her shot cup but I took it out of her hand, "I'll take the shot." I quickly drank the shot and coughed, the sharp taste of vodka burning my throat.

"Okay, okay, Saerom," Sana giggled, turning to the girl. Chaewon looked at me while I was still coughing, patting my arm and thanking me.

"Truth," Saerom responded, a sly smile on her lips.

"Oh, okay, do you have any nudes on your phone?" Sana asked, an evil grin on her face. Saerom's cheeks grew pink and her eyes widened. The entire group was looking at her, waiting for an answer. She stammered, glancing around, "Uh, well, I..."

"It's fine, we're not going to judge," Joy reassured her.

"Yes," She sheepishly admitted, a shy smile on her lips.

"Bonus question! Have they been sent to anyone in this circle," Wooyoung shouted, grinning. We laughed knowing who was being implied.

"Yes," She laughed, covering her face. The boy's face was flushed red and he was clearly uncomfortable. The rest of the group was cheering, poking fun at the two of them. Jinho and I, being the closest, playfully shoved Haechan, teasing him.

"Fuck off," He chuckled, swatting our hands. "Oh, sorry Chaewon."

"It's fine," She giggled, waving him off. I eyed her shot cup as she filled it up, and being the good boyfriend, I decided to take the shot for her again. Oh, it was really burning in my throat now.

"I can take the next few, Minjae," She assured, noticing my grimace. I waved her off and took a drink from my water. "Okay, Tzuyu, truth or dare?" Saerom called out.

"Um, dare," Tzuyu said, nodding.

"Okay, let's see," Saerom mumbled, her head turning side to side. Finally, she lit up and smiled, "Ah, okay, I dare you to let us go through your photo gallery."

"Ooh, interesting," Jennie teased, her face lighting up.

The girl's face grew pink and she was frowning. "I can't, some of the photos are very private," She stuttered. She leaned forward to reach for her cup and took a shot, trying to ignore the laughter and looks.

"Oh, come on, it can't be that bad," Saerom urged.

"It is," Tzuyu muttered, shaking her head. I made eye contact with Nakyung, the only other person in the room who knew what could possibly be in her camera roll.

"You're making me curious," Yeji commented, nudging her. Tzuyu shook her head, and reached for the bottle, "Um, Yeji, truth or dare."

"Ah, let's do truth this time," Yeji said, leaning against her palm. Tzuyu nodded and was quiet, her eyes searching. Finally, she spoke.

"Hmm, well, I guess this question is a bit obvious. When Jinho said his last nut came a few days ago, was it because of you?" She asked, her eyes shifting between the two of them. Yeji blushed, a small, sly smile on her lips, while her boyfriend had an embarrassed, shy frown.

"Fuck yeah," Yeji hollered, his grin growing. The rest of the group were 'oooing', making fun of the two.

"Yeji, you fucking animal," Saerom gasped, clutching her chest.

"Okay, hold on, that's two for Chaewon!" Wooyoung continued, pointing at my girlfriend.

"Two more shots?" I asked, blinking. I could feel my heart sinking and Chaewon's eyes were growing wide. "Minjae, you don't have to, let's split it together," Chaewon advised, her voice soft. She swatted my hand away as I tried reaching for her shot cup.

"It's okay, Minjae," She reassured. She poured a shot for me and her and passed me my own cup. I looked over at Nakyung again and she was watching, her arms folded. Her eyes were telling me something. Like the time was now.

Chaewon and I tapped our cups together and we took the shots at the same time. The liquid dropped onto my tongue, and once again, the sharp taste was hitting my throat, and this time, the burn was so much more painful. I decided to follow through and I turned away from the people I was around and sprayed out the shot onto the floor, coughing.

"Minjae?" Chaewon called, her voice worried. I doubled over and threw my hands onto my knees to balance myself. 

"Woah dude, are you good," Jinho asked, hurrying to my side and patting my back. The party halted for a second and everyone was looking at me. Out of the corner of my eye, Nakyung was making her move closer towards me. I could see the worry on her face, and the look was genuine, it almost convinced me to believe that she cared.

"I think he's had too much to drink," She said, her voice gentle. Chaewon got up from the couch and came to my side, rubbing my arm. Her expression was also full of worry. "Minjae, are you okay?" She asked. I blinked a few times and looked up at her, feeling dazed and confused.

"He looks like he's gonna pass out," Someone remarked. Hearing the good suggestion, I closed my eyes and tilted my head down and made my body limp.

"Oh crap," Jinho hurriedly caught me before I dropped myself into my puddle of spit. I was a little too far, but he still held onto me.

"Hey, Saerom," Nakyung spoke up, grabbing the girl's attention.

"Nakyung?" She responded, raising an eyebrow.

"Can he lay down somewhere? He looks like he can't even stand properly, let alone drive," Nakyung advised, frowning.

"Uh, right, he can lay down in my room," Saerom agreed.

"Yeah, perfect, thanks," Nakyung replied. Just like that, the plan was executed. Jinho and Chaewon lifted me up after my fake-pass-out and started heading upstairs. Saerom and Nakyung led the way, with them guiding Jinho and Chaewon through the hall and to Saerom's room. I sold the act by babbling and mumbling random things, hoping to convince the group that I was completely out of it.

Entering Saerom's room, Jinho laid me down onto the bed, and I moved my head around to the side. I saw neatly organized boxes and furniture. A computer and monitor was on her desk, with a keyboard and mouse, a large TV mounted on the wall. Over at the other end, was her wardrobe, with the door opened and revealing a full hangar, and a large stack of clothes and shoes, with the floor filled with bags and a small laundry basket.

"Are you okay, babe," Chaewon asked, her eyes scanning my face. She looked concerned, her hand was on mine, holding it tightly. I felt sort of bad for deceiving her, but at the same time, I was so close to getting a new pair of underwear.

"He'll be okay, I'm sure. He's a pretty big dude, he can handle a few shots," Saerom advised, standing over me.

"Yeah, this is my first time seeing him this drunk," Jinho chuckled.

"I can stay with him, you can go and enjoy the party," Chaewon offered.

Nakyung interjected, "No, no, he'll be alright."

"Are you sure, it's fine," Saerom insisted, "Here, let's just give him time to settle down. We can head back downstairs, and check in on him a little later." Chaewon and Jinho were reluctant to leave, but eventually, the four of them left, with Saerom shutting the door. The room was left in darkness, and I was finally left alone.

I wiped my mouth with my shirt, the saliva I had spat out was drying up and was starting to get crusty. My brain was buzzing and the room was spinning, my head was pounding, and everything around me felt woozy and weird. Unironically, I think I was actually getting a bit drunk.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled myself together, and sat up, trying to get rid of the wooziness. Once my mind and vision settled, I stood up and turned the lamp on the nightstand, lighting up the room with a dim yellow light.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled myself together, and sat up, trying to get rid of the wooziness. Once my mind and vision settled, I stood up and turned the lamp on the nightstand, lighting up the room with a dim yellow light. I took a deep breath, and began the hunt.

Saerom was a pretty neat and tidy person, which meant that I wouldn't have to look through piles and mountains of shit. I headed over to the wardrobe and peeked in. Inside were dozens and dozens of clothing items, neatly folded and placed. Of course, my first stop had to be that enticing laundry basket that was halfway full.

Pulling it over and opening it up, I could see a variety of dirty clothing, from sweaty sports wear, to worn bras and panties. Bingo was his name-o. There were quite a few pairs of panties, but nothing was particularly standing out to me. It clicked to me that you'd see enough underwear in your lifetime that the boring, standard ones wouldn't seem so special anymore.

But then I found them.

The bright pink pair, with white polka dots and a small white bow. They were cute, which weirdly enough, made it feel sexy. I held it out in front of me, checking it out, feeling the texture of the cotton. A grin was forming on my face and a heat was running down south. I held it up to my nose, and there was that familiar hit in my nose of a sweaty pussy.

The scent was a bit dull, but still, there was that faint smell that made me a bit aroused. There was enough of a unique stench that let me know that these were Saerom and Saerom's only. I stood up from the ground and used my foot to push the laundry basket back into place.

With heavy steps and slight spins, I twirled around Saerom's bedroom with her panties glued to my face.

"Fuck yes," I whispered, giddy with excitement. My dick was rock hard, and it was practically begging for attention. I needed a release.

I sat myself down onto the edge of the bed, and undid my pants, pulling them down to my knees. Naughty feelings were bubbling inside me as I laid my bare bottom half onto the bed. The soft blanket and pillow felt good against my back. I kicked my pants and underwear off, leaving the pair of panties in my hands.

I rubbed my face with them, enjoying the feel. My mind was wandering to places, and one thought came to me. Would Saerom's ass have a similar stink? Or maybe her sweaty breasts or thighs?

"Ugh, fuck," I moaned, gripping my shaft. I gave it a few strokes, and began playing with the head, rubbing the tip with my thumb, spreading around the precum.

I pulled the panties down, and placed them against the head, slowly rolling the underwear against my member. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling, imagining how great it would be to feel her skin instead. My breathing grew hotter and I could feel a tingle in my groin.

My hand was sliding along the length of my shaft, and I began to thrust into it. The warmth from the underwear was a nice touch, and the cotton fabric felt so good. As I was thrusting and jerking, I pulled the underwear off, and sniffed the inside.

There was a very strong musky stench, and I knew I was defacing her sweet scent with my musty stench. But, the smell was making me feel all the more aroused. The smell of her was so distinct, and yet, so addicting. I breathed it in deeply, and my body trembled.

"Shit," I mumbled, squeezing my shaft and rubbing the tip. It was dripping and wet, and the sound of my hand against the wetness was so lewd. My body was starting to shake and a familiar feeling was bubbling inside me. I was getting close, and fast.

"Fuck, Saerom," I grunted, imagining her. I had never been attracted to her, but the image of her, naked, bent over in front of me, was a nice image. Her round ass was staring at me, while her pussy was glistening.

The door opened, and light spilled in. I stopped, my heart started pounding viciously. I looked over and saw the figure standing there. It was Saerom, and she was looking at me. I stared back, the image of her naked, bending over in front of me was a bit real, and she was standing at the doorway, looking shocked and confused.

"Minjae?" She whispered, stepping into the room.

"Saerom," I said, covering myself quickly with her blanket. My heart was beating like a drum. What the hell.

"You're awake," She observed, closing the door behind her. Her eyes spotted my boxers and pants that were laying on the floor and she looked at me. I looked at her, and her eyes drifted to the panties in my hand.

"Wait, were you-" She trailed off, her voice hushed.

"What? No," I lied, hiding the pair behind my back. She frowned and stepped closer to the bed. I tried shifting further into the bed, but my leg hit the frame.

"What were you doing in my room?" She demanded, her face red.

"I... I was-" I stumbled, feeling flustered.

"And, are those..." She mumbled, pointing at the pair behind me.

"No," I lied again, shaking my head.

"Give them," She said, holding out her hand.

"Um, what?" I replied, my heart dropping.

"My panties, give them here," She insisted, taking another step forward. I clutched them tightly, and she sighed.

"Fine, I guess we'll just do this the hard way," She decided, pulling the covers off of me.

"No, wait," I stammered, trying to reach for her hand. She was already climbing on top of me, and her hands were trying to pry my hand away. She was fumbling around atop me, and her body was rubbing against mine.

"Give them," She whispered, her tone annoyed. Her knees were getting dangerously close to my sparsely covered area. Her hands were on my forearm, tugging and pulling. She was stronger than she looked, and eventually, she wrestled the underwear away from me, leaving me bare and vulnerable.

"So, I'm not seeing things," She remarked, holding up the pair. She was straddling me, and I was frozen. "I wore these just a few days ago."

"I-uh, um," I stuttered, my eyes darting everywhere. She sighed, her shoulders slouching. Saerom tossed the pair over and it landed next to my boxers and pants.

"And I bet," Saerom continued, leaning forward. My eyes were wide, and her face was inches from mine. I felt the sudden gripping pain in my stomach as my shaft was roughly squeezed through the blanket and I yelped.

"Fuck," I gasped, flinching.

"You were just jacking off in my room, huh," She stated, her eyes searching mine.

"N-no, it wasn't-" I started, but she squeezed even tighter.

"Don't fucking lie," She hissed, her voice low and stern.

"Ah, okay, yes," I whimpered, her grip loosening. She laughed, shaking her head, and pulled away, sitting herself upright. Her ass was resting on my crotch and I could feel her warmth.

"Wow, Minjae," She muttered, staring down at me. She leaned back, her weight pressing against me. Her eyes were looking over at her drawer and the nightstand. The silence was killing me, and the heat was unbearable.

"Um, sorry," I weakly apologized.

"For?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Taking your underwear and touching myself," I confessed, hoping the sincerity would spare me from the possible humiliation and getting exposed as a pervert to all my friends.

"Oh, is that it?" She remarked, smirking. She rolled her hips and the sensation sent chills down my spine. I shuddered and her eyes narrowed.

"Are you really this easy, Minjae," She said, leaning forward again. Her hips rolled and her weight shifted, causing her weight to press and grind against my erection. I was trying so hard to suppress the moan that was brewing.

"What is wrong with you, Minjae?" She taunted, her hips continuing their rhythm. She was grinning, her eyes dark. I gasped and a moan slipped out. She giggled, and her hand moved between our bodies, reaching under the blanket.

"Oh, fuck," I groaned, feeling her palm pressing against the tip of my member.

"Does it feel good?" She whispered, her breath hot in my ear.

"Ah, please," I begged, squirming under her.

"Please, what?" She replied, her hand moving and massaging. I couldn't contain myself any longer, and her slow movements were driving me insane. I thrust upwards, grinding against her, trying to increase the friction and the pace.

"Ah, yes, right there," I whined, panting.

"Oh, someone's getting greedy," She laughed, sitting back.

"Ah, come on," I gasped, feeling a wave of frustration.

"You think you're the only one who has urges?" She snapped, glaring. "I had plans to have fun tonight, and you had to come and ruin it, like always."

"H-huh?" I blurted, not understanding her.

"Yeah, and now you're fucking things up, again," She growled, her hand gripping my shaft tightly.

"Ow, hey, come on," I complained, wincing.

"And now, I can't leave, not without teaching a lesson in keeping your hands to yourself," She sighed, rolling her eyes.

"I-I didn't mean to," I pleaded, hoping she would understand.

"I know, but, that's just how it is," She said, smiling. She lifted the blanket, and her hand slid across my stomach and chest, pushing me back down onto her bed. I laid there, helpless, watching as she moved herself off of me, and settled between my legs.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, nervously.

"Something we're both going to enjoy," She replied, smirking. Saerom's hands moved upwards and pushed the hem of her shirt, exposing her stomach. Her fingers slipped beneath the fabric and her bra and she tugged, letting her breasts fall out.

"Holy shit," I gasped, watching her. They were perky and round, the nipples were erect, and the sight of her topless was turning me on even more. Geez, her abs were so prominent. No wonder she was so strong, she must hit the gym every other day. 

"See, isn't this better than my dirty panties?" She giggled, giving me a wink. Her fingers played with the button of her jeans, and she undid the clasp. With a single pull, she undid her zipper, and pushed her pants down, revealing the matching pair of underwear sitting around her toned ass.

"Wow," I exhaled, watching her strip. She slid her pants off and tossed them to the side, and her hands moved back up to her chest, squeezing her tits.

"This is what you were imagining when you were playing with yourself, wasn't it?" She asked, pinching her nipples.

"Yes," I replied, nodding.

"Good," She smiled, her hands sliding down her stomach, and reaching for her underwear. Her fingers curled into the band, and she began tugging it down, slowly and teasingly. I watched as her trimmed, brown pubic hair began to appear.

"Ah, shit," I gasped, the anticipation was killing me. The moment she reached her knees, her panties fell to the ground. She kicked them off, and then leaned forward, crawling onto the bed.

"Now, let's see," She hummed, pulling the blanket off.

"Fuck," She muttered, her eyes growing wide. My dick was laying on my stomach, rock hard and throbbing.

"It's... pretty big," She observed, blinking.

"Thanks, I think," I mumbled, unsure of how to reply.

"Let's try something, then," She decided, grabbing the shaft and squeezing.

"Ah," I gasped, my hips twitching.

"Is it good, or is it too tight?" She asked, stroking.

"I-it's a little t-tight," I replied, shuddering.

"Hm, well, you were being pretty naughty, so I don't feel bad about it," She responded, her hand stroking.

"Ah, yes, there, please," I groaned, bucking my hips.

"There? Like that?" She taunted, her speed picking up.

"I don't-oh fuck," I gasped, feeling her mouth engulf the head of my dick.

"Do you want more," She murmured, her hand gripping the base. She slowly moved her hand along my shaft, pumping up and down.

"Ugh, yes," I grunted, throwing my head back. The sensation was intense, and the warmth was incredible. Saerom was doing a hell of a job, her hand and her mouth working in sync. Her tongue was rolling along the tip and the underside of the head, and the feeling was making me squirm and thrust.

"Ah, ah," I gasped, moaning and panting. My heart was beating rapidly and a familiar tingle was creeping into my stomach.

"Wait, stop," I warned, tapping her.

"Hmm," She murmured, looking up.

"I-I'm close," I gasped, swallowing.

"So?" She said, licking her lips.

"You don't want me to... uh, you know," I stammered, trailing off.

She sighed and sat up, her hands still around my cock. "I thought guys were supposed to last long. Am I doing it wrong?" I whined when she tightened her grip and squeezed.

"No, you're great, you're really great," I gasped.

"Am I supposed to squeeze it out?" She asked, following it with another harsh squeeze. I squirmed and moaned, unable to resist.

"Fuck," I grunted, closing my eyes.

"Or should I be more aggressive?" She continued, her other hand sliding beneath me. Before I could figure out what she was doing, I felt her cup my balls, and a strange feeling came over me.

"Aah, aah," I moaned, writhing.

"How does that feel," She inquired, rolling my balls between her fingers.

"That feels good," I managed to say, opening my eyes. She was grinning, her dark brown eyes piercing mine.

"Yeah? Do you want me to play with them some more?" She whispered, her mouth hovering over the head. Her hot breath was making my body tremble and shake, and her soft, wet tongue licked the tip.

"Ah, please," I begged, hoping she would have mercy.

"I'll take that as a yes," She decided, lowering her mouth onto my dick. The feeling was euphoric and amazing, and her hot mouth was bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Her hand was jerking me off, her spit dripping onto the shaft, while the other fondled and rolled my balls.

"Shit," I moaned, gripping her comforter.

"Hmm," She moaned, the vibrations tickling my shaft. I bucked and jerked, and the feeling intensified.

"Saerom," I grunted, thrusting into her mouth. My mind was hazy, and all the sensations were building up.

"Ah, wait," I said, tapping her again but I saw her cold eyes glaring back at me, her mouth still wrapped around my dick. She didn't stop, and kept sucking, and the feeling was making my toes curl.

"I-I'm, oh," I tried warning, but I couldn't get the words out. Her hands gripped my shaft and balls tightly, and my entire body tensed up. My hips thrust, and a surge of ecstasy shot through me.

"FUCK," I yelled, and Saerom didn't move. Instead, her hands held onto me as I came. She continued to suck, her head bobbing up and down, milking my orgasm. I felt the sensation of my penis emptying itself with bursts of semen moving through my shaft and out the tip. My lower stomach was tightening and relaxing, and a warm feeling washed over me.

"Ah, ugh," I gasped, trying to breathe. It felt as though the wind had been knocked out of me, and all the tension in my body had evaporated. I collapsed further into her bed, a shiver running down my spine as I felt her tongue licking the tip, cleaning off the remaining bits of cum.

"Mmmm," She hummed, her mouth full. I gasped and groaned, and after a couple of moments, she lifted her head up, and pulled her hands away. She was smiling, and she wiped her mouth. I tried to catch my breath and calm myself down, but the experience was a whole other level of amazing.

"So," She began, tilting her head, "was that better than jacking off in my panties?"

"Yeah," I coughed out, my eyes closed.

"Good," She laughed, climbing onto the bed, "because we're not done."

"Huh?" I murmured, shocked. I heard her laugh, and when I opened my eyes, her face was close to mine. I flinched, and she smirked.

"Did you think I was gonna just suck you off and then kick you out? Nope," She said, shaking her head, "I told you, I wanted to have some fun tonight, and I'm going to enjoy every bit of it."

"Unless, you want to leave and I let everyone know that you're a creep who likes stealing girls' underwear," She teased, smiling. My face started to burn red, and my heart was starting to race again.

"Um," I hesitated, and she narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't think so," She replied, pressing her lips against mine. Her hand was cupping my face, and I could taste the saltiness of the cum in her mouth. Our tongues met, and we kissed. The sensation was new and weird, and her saliva was making my body feel tingly.

"Now, where were we," She muttered, pulling away. Her hand was running through my hair and her other one was resting on my chest. "You choose, I don't want to be in control the entire time."

"Really?" I blurted, surprised.

"What? You think I like taking the lead the whole time?" She remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, uh, yeah," I confessed.

"I mean, it's nice and all, but, sometimes, I could take a break from it," She replied, giggling. "C'mon pick one, ass or pussy. Or, you could eat me out. Or maybe, you have another fetish or idea?"

"Pussy's fine, and, um, I'm not really into any specific thing," I said, shrugging.

"Fine by me," She agreed, smiling. Saerom climbed over, and positioned herself above me. I could see the glistening pink folds, and my heart was pounding. I didn't know if it was due to nervousness, excitement, or anxiety, but, either way, I was ready. Well, ready is a strong word.

Saerom frowned when she saw my semi-soft dick. "Are you okay? Can you get hard again?"

"Give me a second, I just came so hard," I muttered, embarrassed. Saerom bit her bottom lip and sighed. Her hand found its familiar place around my balls and I groaned in pain. Her fingers rolled and squeezed them, getting the blood moving into my shaft.

"Come on," She said, impatiently, her hand jerking my cock. I shuddered and the familiar sensation began to arise.

"That's right," She encouraged, smirking, her hand pumping and tugging. Within moments, my soldier stood at attention for Saerom to reposition herself again over my dick. She lowered herself and her entrance met the head, and I felt the warmth of her folds enveloping the tip.

"Hmph," She grunted, biting her bottom lip.

"Are you okay," I asked, feeling her walls stretching to accommodate my shaft.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," She answered, wincing. "It's just a bit much." She smiled at me, "That's good."

I could feel the warmth and the tightness of her pussy as she penetrated herself further with my shaft. A few gasps and groans were escaping her, and a few grunts and sighs were coming from me. She was tight and the pressure was amazing.

"Oh, fuck," She whimpered, her eyes meeting mine. "Your dick is so big."

"Thanks," I awkwardly replied.

"You can do something, too, you know," She reminded, laughing. "Don't just lay there like a doofus."

"Yes, ma'am," I replied.

"Don't worry, just, grab my boobs," She instructed, placing her hands on top of mine. She placed my palms on her soft breasts, and a jolt ran through me. Her skin was smooth and her nipples were erect.

"Like that," She encouraged, squeezing. I nodded, and mimicked her. My hands were massaging her boobs, and her tits were filling the palm of my hands.

"Ooh," She moaned, biting her lip. Her hips began to move, and she was grinding and rolling against my dick. I could feel the slickness and the juices from her pussy, and her clit was brushing against the head of my member.

"How does it feel," She whispered, her hips swaying.

"So good," I groaned, the warmth and the friction was building up a tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach. They were so enjoyable to play with, and they fit so perfectly in my hands. My fingers played and toyed with her nipples, pinching and pulling.

"Oh, yes," She cooed, her back arching. She leaned back and placed her hands behind her, her chest rising and her tits sticking out. Her hips were grinding and rocking, and her breathing was heavy.

"Fuck," She cursed, her head falling back. The sound of her moaning was arousing, and the sight of her was even more erotic. Her body was moving and undulating, and the heat between us was getting stronger. I watched her toned abs clench and relax as her hips moved up and down and back and forth. She was a unit of a woman, and the pleasure was intense.

"Oh, Minjae," She panted, her head falling forward. Her hair was disheveled and her bangs were sticking to her sweaty forehead. Her eyes were dark and her stare was intense, and her hands found their way on top of mine, pushing them into her breasts even harder.

"Fuck," I cursed, the pressure was beginning to build and the heat was growing. My toes were curling and the muscles in my lower stomach were tightening.

"Yes," She hissed, her movements becoming erratic. Her body was bouncing up and down, her tits jiggling in sync. She pulled my hands off her breasts and slapped them over her hard abs, and leaned forward. She held me there while she continuously grinded and bounced on my cock.

"Minjae," She moaned, her breath hot. She started to slide our hands up and down her toned stomach. My palms and fingers were touching her skin, and her muscles were tensing under our touch. They moved around her ribcage and down her back until two sizable globes filled my palms.

"Ah, yes," She panted, squeezing. "I worked for my ass, how is it?"

"So perfect," I groaned, my eyes rolling. Her body was like a goddess's, and the way her muscles and curves flexed was breathtaking. Her fingers forced mine to curl into those firm cheeks, and her eyes were filled with desire.

"I'm, oh," She started, her pace quickening.

"Oh, fuck," I whined, the pressure building. My hands were moving her ass, spreading her cheeks apart, and I was guiding her body. The heat and the slickness were overwhelming, and I felt myself edging closer and closer to my climax.

"Ah, ah," She cried, her face twisting and scrunching. At some point, our pelvises were kissing each other, and the friction was lessening. Her pussy was starting to slide effortlessly up and down my shaft, and the pressure was reaching its apex.

"Saerom," I called, gasping and panting.

"Mm," She moaned, her face contorting. I could see her eyes were closing and her eyebrows were knitted together. Her mouth was hanging open and her hands were holding onto mine for dear life.

"Oh, oh, f-fuck," She whined, her voice cracking. Saerom was taking and releasing the full length of my dick in long, fluid motions, and the friction and pressure was incredible. The sound of our bodies and her voice was getting me closer to my climax, and her muscles were twitching and spasming.

"I'm c-close," She stammered, her movements speeding up.

"Ah, Saerom," I moaned, the sensations overwhelming.

"Minjae," She screamed, her body stiffening.

"Shit, wait, Saerom," I warned, panicking. I wasn't sure if she heard me or not, and before I could try and pull her off, a loud gasp escaped her and her nails dug into my chest.

"Minjae," She yelled, her voice high-pitched and loud. Her body was shuddering and trembling, and the feeling of her pussy tightened and convulsed, sucking my dick. I braced myself, squeezing her asscheeks with all my might as everything tensed up.

"Saerom," I cried, unable to stop the inevitable. With a thrust of my hips, a wave of euphoria shot through me. Together, our bodies reached our orgasms, and the intensity was mind-numbing. It felt like a battle, our fluids equally pushing against each other. My cock twitched and emptied another batch of my hot seed inside of her, and her insides were squeezing and milking. The feeling of ecstasy was flowing through me, and my entire body was tense and stiff.

"Shit," She gasped, collapsing. I caught her in my arms as she fell forward on me. Her heavy breathing was making her chest rise and fall, her perky boobs pressing against my body. My hands were still wrapped around her waist, and hers were on top of mine. We were stuck together, unable to move, and the only sounds that were coming out of our mouths were heavy breathing and pants.

"Ugh," She grunted, lifting her head. Her dark brown hair was hanging, and her eyes were staring deep into mine.

"Did... Did I teach you a lesson?" She whispered, grinning.

"Y-yes," I murmured, nodding.

"Good, next time, just ask," She suggested, leaning her face towards mine.

"Okay," I responded, closing my eyes. I relaxed, and waited for the inevitable kiss, but it didn't happen. When I opened my eyes, I realized there wasn't a weight on me, and the warmth and the wetness was gone. Looking down the bed, I saw my hand wrapped around Saerom's underwear.

"Wait, what the hell," I muttered, confused. I jizzed a fat load into them, and my hands were soaked. I was alone in her bedroom, and a cold shiver ran down my spine. I sat up, a bit quick, and a rush of dizziness rushed over me. What the hell is going on? Before anything else could surprise me, I threw my legs off of Saerom's bed and bent down for my discarded underwear and pants.

I slipped them on and hurriedly put my clothes on, the dizziness returning. It wasn't real. Everything that happened wasn't real? But the panties and cum was real. That was all real. I shook my head, trying to make sense of what was going on. Was that a drunk episode? Did I actually get drunk off all of that alcohol? I thought my tolerance was better than that.

Fuck. That felt so good though. My mind wandered back to the intense orgasm, and the feelings returned. It wasn't real. But... damn, sure felt like it. I groaned, trying to not get aroused again, and quickly did my pants. I kindly made my friend's bed for her and made sure it didn't look like someone was having a party on it.

After cleaning up the mess, I stumbled to her bedroom door and grabbed the handle. Before exiting, I took one final glance at her room. No sign of anything happening, but the missing underwear in my pocket was the only evidence of it. Shaking my head, I turned the handle and exited her room.

I walked down the hallway and approached the stairs, hearing the sounds of the party downstairs. All the goobers were still in the living room, most of them barely keeping their eyes open, and a few of them were dancing and swaying.

"Minjae's back!" Yeji slurred, waving at me. Everyone turned to look and they cheered, and I gave a small smile and wave. I looked for my girlfriend and spotted her sitting on the couch next to Nakyung and Jennie, who had her head back and eyes shut.

"There he is," Nakyung said, her words coming out slow and choppy. She must've dived into the alcohol while I took care of business upstairs. Chaewon, on the other hand, was looking sober and wide awake. A smile of relief appeared on her face, and I smiled back, heading over to her.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, standing up.

"Better," I answered, hugging her.

"Do you want to leave? I don't know what the others are doing, but we could go back home," She offered. "You should probably sleep."

"Yeah, that's a good idea," I agreed, nodding. I let her go, and we both turned around and looked at the Goobers. "Hey, guys, I'm going to call it a night."

"Aww, no! Don't leave," Sana complained, pouting. Tzuyu was holding her friend back, and was shaking her head at me.

"Sorry, Sana, I'm just really tired," I told her. Wooyoung got up from the couch where he was taking care of a sleeping Joy and patted my shoulder.

"Alright, man, take care," He replied. I turned back and held my hand out for Nakyung, who took it. I helped her stand up and get to her feet. Saerom came out from the kitchen and spotted the three of us.

"I see Minjae's feeling better," She grinned, "Are you guys leaving? It's getting a little late, huh?"

"Yeah, Minjae needs to get some rest," Chaewon informed.

"Thanks for coming, and Chaewon, please come again, this was so much fun," Saerom smiled, hugging my girlfriend. "I didn't think you'd be able to beat Joy in her alcohol relay."

I gave my girl a questioning look, and she rolled her eyes. "Story, it's a short one. I’ll tell you in the car."

"Well, if you guys are leaving, get home safe," Saerom reminded. She politely walked us to the front door, exchanged final goodbyes and we were finally on our way out.

"Alright, hand them over," Chaewon demanded, holding her hand out. I froze, and I didn't know what she meant.

"Huh?" I uttered.

"The keys, bozo," Nakyung threw in, stumbling ahead of us.

"Right," I mumbled, fishing them out from my pocket.

"As if I'd let you drive after basically passing out," Chaewon scoffed, unlocking the car.

"You're the best," I murmured, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

"Thanks, I know," Chaewon assured as we got into my car. I patted the side of my pocket as Chaewon started my engine and drove out of Saerom's driveway. I need to explore the idea of drunk jizzing more, I might be getting somewhere with it.

Lee Saerom - Obtained 2/10/24

Woo! School's back in store for me, so uh, sorry in advance for any late chapters! There's only so many hours in a day for a person! Hmm, so what now. What do I say? I guess, I'll just casually drop Chapter 44 is a Karina-centric chapter. Yeah, there it is, I have some ideas brewing for our favorite big-breasted barista. Anyways, stay tuned if you want that chapter because the chapters after will be nothing but smut, after smut, like I mentioned! Love you guys, see you in the next one! - PI