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EP.101 Jeong Seung-ah (4) – Noona, What Are You Doing Right Now? 

The sensation at my fingertip through the thin cotton shorts erased any sense of reality. 

Beneath the soft fabric, the heat was almost unbelievable for a child’s body. 

And what I felt was far too solid to be explained away as just a wrinkle in the clothes. 

‘…It’s real.’ 

It wasn’t just the fabric bunched up. Inside, there really was… 

“Hng.” 

A dizzy spell hit me and my breath caught. 

Somewhere in my mind, my rational self screamed, ‘Are you crazy, Jeong Seung-ah?!’ 

But once unleashed, my curiosity clung to my wrist like a sticky swamp. 

‘T-touching might be dangerous, but… just looking should be okay, right? And maybe something’s wrong with his body. I mean, he’s swollen up like this even while sleeping.’ 

Knowing full well it was a ridiculous excuse, I clung to it desperately. 

Yes. I was just worried about the boy. 

This was only natural as his ‘guardian.’ 

Hypnotizing myself with this logic, I brought my trembling hand to the waistband of his shorts. 

The instant my cold fingers grasped the elastic band, chills ran down my spine. 

I felt like I’d aged a hundred years in a few seconds, but I wasn’t done yet. 

‘Just a little more, really just a little…’ 

Clutching my wildly beating heart, I slowly, so slowly, pulled his shorts down one centimeter, two… 

The sound of the elastic stretching seemed deafening. 

And finally, as the gap widened and what was inside came into view  

“…!” 

I barely managed not to scream. 

What sprang out before my eyes wasn’t a boy’s. 

On his slender thighs and pale lower belly, there was an imposing “spear” that didn’t fit. 

The tip was flushed red, the shaft thick with blue veins standing out, asserting its presence. 

While Hyun-woo still slept peacefully, that thing seemed to have a life of its own, twitching eagerly. 

‘Th-this really… exists in reality.’ 

Even a fake thumbnail for YouTube would look more natural than this sight before me. 

A cute boy’s body, and at the end, an adult’s weapon. 

The contradiction made me dizzy. 

Almost without thinking, I reached out to see if this unreal thing was real, then froze. 

‘If I touch it… he’ll definitely wake up.’ 

The last sliver of rationality stopped my hand, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away. 

‘Don’t look, Jeong Seung-ah. This really isn’t right. Pull up his shorts and pretend you saw nothing. Then nothing happened.’ 

My mind screamed, but my body said otherwise. 

A throbbing sensation in my lower belly, heat welling up between my legs. 

Like a foolish moth drawn to sweet honey, even knowing it was a deadly trap, I couldn’t resist. 

My finger slowly, so slowly, moved between my thighs. 

Creak. 

My finger pressed through my soaked underwear, carefully moving in forbidden territory. 

‘…I shouldn’t, not while looking at Hyun-woo’s…’ 

With innocent movie music playing from the TV, I committed this forbidden act, watching the sleeping boy. 

The overwhelming guilt became the most powerful aphrodisiac I’d ever known, spreading through my veins. 

“Ha… hng…” 

A hot breath escaped my lips before I could stop it. 

I hurriedly covered my mouth, terrified Hyun-woo would wake from the sound of my heartbeat and the wet noises. 

There he was, defenseless. 

Pure music from the TV. 

Sticky pleasure at my fingertips. 

In this surreal mix, my reason melted away. 

Guilt faded, and only primal desire remained. 

‘Just a little more. Just a little more.’ 

Straining toward the moment when every nerve would explode, I twisted my hips desperately. 

Just as a wave of sensation was about to crash over me  

“Noona, what are you doing?” 

Time stopped at the calm, quiet voice from right in front of me. 

Everything that had been overwhelming me vanished as if it were a lie. 

The pounding of my heart, the cheerful music from the laptop, the heat in my body all gone, as if thrown into a Siberian wasteland. 

As time slowly resumed, I raised my head stiffly, like a broken doll. 

“H-Hyun-woo…” 

There he was, looking down at me with clear eyes, completely awake. 

Something in his gaze felt cold, even frightening. 

“N-no! It’s, um! There was a bug… a bug…!” 

My brain must have shut down; I blurted out the dumbest excuse I could think of. 

Hyun-woo’s lips curled in a contemptuous smirk. 

“Liar.” 

His cold word stabbed into my heart. 

“You were looking at my dick. What were you trying to do?” 

The blunt, explicit question hit me like lightning. 

“W-what do you mean… I…” 

Yeah. What was I doing? 

I’d pulled down a boy’s shorts and masturbated while looking at his penis. 

The moment I realized that, a wave of nausea and self-loathing crashed over me. 

But even greater than that disgust was fear. 

How much would this child now hate and despise me? 

Would he never want to see me again? 

Pathetically, I was more afraid of losing him than of my own guilt. 

“I’m sorry!!” 

What was I apologizing for? 

For my filthy desire? 

For the situation? 

All I knew was that I abandoned any answer and chose to run away. 

But as I tried to turn and flee, a small hand grabbed my wrist. 

I tried to shake it off reflexively, but the grip was so strong it felt like my bones would break. 

‘How is he so strong?’ 

Terrified, I looked back and saw Hyun-woo’s cold face. 

His eyes were like a predator about to bite the neck of cornered prey. 

“Why are you apologizing, noona?” 

The question sounded so innocent, it was even more chilling. 

“B-because… I did something terrible… something I shouldn’t have done to you…” 

“Why?” 

He tilted his head. 

“Why is that something you shouldn’t do?” 

“…What?” 

I couldn’t believe my ears. 

Why would he ask that? 

It’s obviously wrong… 

“Why? I liked it. I liked seeing you breathing hard and blushing while looking at my thing… If you do something I like, isn’t that okay?” 

“Wha…” 

My mind went blank. 

He liked it? 

He liked my perverted act? 

My guilt had nowhere to go. 

I was the perpetrator, he the victim. 

That’s how it’s supposed to be. 

But the “victim” was saying he was happy. 

He said I’d done something he liked. 

The last rope of morality snapped. 

I couldn’t think at all. 

I just stared, dumbfounded, at the boy who’d so casually shattered all the rules of my world. 

Hyun-woo ignored my reaction, kept hold of my wrist, and climbed onto the sofa, looming over me. 

Then, he brought that thing fully exposed, out of his shorts right up to my face. 

“So don’t run away. Be honest.” 

His voice was low and commanding, nothing like a child’s. 

“What were you doing, looking at my dick?” 

At that, the last of my resistance broke. 

“Hng… I-I was… masturbating…” 

Half out of my mind, I confessed without thinking. 

“Why?” 

He pressed on, the weight of that single word crushing me. 

“Because… seeing yours made me… ache down there… and the more I looked, the more I wanted to touch myself…” 

I wanted to die from shame, but my mouth kept spilling filthy truth. 

Hyun-woo’s lips curled in a satisfied smile. 

“Then I’ll let you see it up close.” 

Without waiting, Hyun-woo easily pushed me down on the sofa. 

“Up you go.” 

He climbed on top of me, turning around like a page from a familiar magazine. 

I could only watch blankly as he moved. 

Suddenly, my view flipped his impressive member right above my face, my own shameful spot before his eyes. 

I gasped at the obscene, primal position. 

“H-Hyun-woo, what are you ” 

“I’ll help you with your masturbation, noona.” 

With that, his hot, wet tongue licked my sensitive flesh, making me cry out. 

“Haaah?!♥” 

The mix of confusion and pleasure snapped my mind awake. 

Hyun-woo was… licking me down there! 

“It’s dirty, don’t !” 

I wanted to protest, but the sharp pleasure paralyzed my thoughts. 

His tongue swept over my folds, relentlessly teasing my sensitive nub, making my hips twitch helplessly. 

Through my blurred vision, I saw Mochi the cat watching from the sofa arm. 

Feeling oddly guilty under that gaze, I tried to look away. 

“Noona, you too.” 

Hyun-woo’s pleasure-soaked voice whispered in my ear. 

“Suck mine.” 

His commanding tone made my heart race. 

Before I could resist, his soft, fleshy tip pressed against my lips, the musky scent filling my nose. 

It should have been disgusting, but the more I smelled it, the hotter I got below. 

“Slurp♥ Haaum♥ Chuop♥” 

As if hypnotized, I took his hot flesh into my mouth, moving awkwardly. 

Wet, obscene sounds, the smell of flesh, and our ragged breaths filled the small living room. 

“Ahh…! Noona, it feels good. Keep sucking!” 

Hyun-woo’s cock grew harder and hotter in my mouth, while below, his tongue never stopped. 

His little tongue pushed inside me, mercilessly stirring me up, making my mind go blank. 

“Hng, ah, Hyun-woo, wait… wait…!” 

No, I can’t. If this keeps up, I’ll really come. 

I tried to beg, but Hyun-woo was relentless. 

Maybe my voice only excited him more, because his tongue attacked even harder. 

At the same time, the thing in my mouth twitched. 

“I’m, I’m… I’m gonna come…!” 

A scream burst from my belly, my whole body stiffening in a spasm. 

My vision flashed white as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me nothing like masturbating to comics. 

Then  

Spurt♥ Spurt… 

What was throbbing in my mouth erupted. 

“Mmmpf, mmph…!?” 

Hot, fishy liquid flooded my throat like lava, giving me no chance to resist. 

Tears and drool mixed as I swallowed everything he gave me. 

When it was finally over, I lay limp on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. 

My body was slick with sweat, my thighs sticky with my own juices and Hyun-woo’s saliva. 

His taste still lingered in my mouth. 

Hyun-woo sat up with a satisfied sigh, wiped his mouth, and looked down at me. 

“Hoo… That felt good, noona. Did you like it too?” 

His words buzzed in my ears, but I couldn’t form a reply. 

I just twitched with leftover pleasure, panting. 

“Haa♥ Haa♥ Ugh.” 

Without waiting for my answer, Hyun-woo gently wiped a bead of sweat from my cheek. 

“But noona, I’m still not satisfied. You aren’t either, right?” 

As I unconsciously glanced at his lower half, I gasped. 

Even after cumming so much, he was still standing tall, intimidating as ever. 

“It’s cramped here let’s go to the bed, noona.” 

His hand hovered before my eyes. 

‘…Am I dreaming? Or did I just get heatstroke?’ 

Maybe I’d been dreaming a long, intense dream since the moment I first met Hyun-woo. 

A dream I’d never escape from. 

But if it’s a dream… 

I want to stay in it a little longer. 

“Mm…” 

I nodded, without a trace of hesitation, and took Hyun-woo’s hand.