475 - Wireless On**ole

### Episode 475: Something Better than the Lottery After rounding off their second session, having dinner, and engaging in some light conversation, the night led right back to a repeated affair of intimacy. The episode concluded in the late hours of the morning. *Buzz... Buzz... Buzz...!!* "Gasp...! Ahh... Ahhh...!" "Ooh... Ahh...! Ahh..." Simultaneous release brought waves of pleasure sweeping over them both. He brought his movements to a halt, basking in their convulsing bliss. Even with the recent culmination, the tight confinement around him was tantalizing beyond reason. The soft quivering of folds and the inviting embrace from within were utterly captivating. Despite the excessive offerings, the eager duet seemed insatiable. With a firm grip on the hips, he eased the motion. *Squish... Squish...* Amidst the illicit mix of fluids, the stickiness was palpable. Their breath became ragged, occasionally punctuating the air. The sight before him morphed. Eyes rolled back and mouths agape, their countenances succumbed to ecstasy. The scene was so vivid a part of him longed for such eternity. Alas, beginnings inherently lead to ends. Instead of resuming movement, he withdrew at an excruciatingly slow pace. *Pop!* As the seal was broken, the overflow trickled out, a predictable consequence yet a lamentable waste. He moved quickly to stifle further descent. Only after halting all further escape did he rise from their intertwined arrangement. "Ha... Ha... Ha..." "Huuh... Huuh..." Seoyoon and Hyeyoon lay there, chests heaving. Their thrashed forms were overshadowed by the brightness in their expressions. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he nestled between them. Though the sheets were drenched, neither seemed bothered. Cupping a breast in each hand, he remarked softly. "Cleaning up feels redundant, doesn’t it?" "If we hadn’t swapped them earlier, it would be a swimming pool." "True. Are you thirsty? Should I get water?" "Not really. I'm fine." "I'm good too..." Curiosity about dehydration arose; given the excessive release, surely thirst was present—but they were fine. "I suppose, with such diligent replenishment, you’ll manage." "When did we ever-" "We didn’t consume that much!" Amused by their simultaneous protest, he chuckled knowingly. Recalling their intermittent ‘cleanings’ during breaks, he smirked. "Who diligently licked up remnants during breaks and continually asked for more?" "That’s because you’re so quick...!" "Quick, am I? Want to test that theory?" "Well, if you’re bothered, refrain from finishing." Seoyoon playfully stuck out her tongue then turned away. With an amused snort, he glanced right. "What's Hyeyoon's excuse with all that feeding, already overfed on Seoyoon’s goodness." "Honestly, it’s tasty... though I'm quite full now." “Mine too, wasn’t it?” “Huh?” “Caught you slipping it in your mouth before. More than once, I might add.” “Guh...! You saw...?” Ah, our sly little secret. He fondly ruffled her hair. Before long, they succumbed to their exhaustion, slipping silently into sleep. "Ungh..." Morning found him awake. Not due to well-rested rejuvenation, but rather from the constricting comfort beside him and behind. *Squish... Squish...* "Mm... Hmm..." The bed, meant for one, tried its best with three; the girls were huddled tightly. While the close skin and serene faces at such proximity were delightful, the smothering was bittersweet. 'Don’t they feel cramped...' Glancing from side to side, their dreams seemed peaceful, drooling obliviously. He hesitated to wake them, wishing instead to linger, lulled by the fragrant aura encircling them. Alas, a tentative blink interrupted by anticipated drowsy closure. Blurry eyes locked with a gaze, chocolate-brown and awoken. Regardless of lingering sleep crust, they glinted energetically. “Sorry, I moved and woke you, huh?” “No, woke naturally.” “Really? Must’ve been cramped but you rested?” “Yeah, all aches avoided, surprisingly.” Seoyoon’s gentle murmur at such proximity sent an uninvited tickle. “A bit snug, was it?” “With the room’s limits, what’s expected?” “No place for bigger beds here... hmm...” Her thoughtful frown followed a once-over of the room, bemusement on her lips. “Ready for a real change of post?” “Where to?” “That, once sought, but surely you feel cramped here.” The notion wasn’t foreign; indeed, having three was a new challenge. “If considering, stay close by. I’ve classes and convenience store shifts.” “Taxis exist. Else, buy a car.” “Despite the amassed fortune, my frugality resists.” “Hey, my donations 've been hefty. Balance that generosity.” “I’ll think on it.” "Scrooge." Rich as she was past measure, with her wealth perpetual, he’d earned it too frugally. He shrugged, mentally tallying. ‘What’s current under Yu? Generous donations aplenty...’ Focus faltered, thoughts pierced by a pointed jab at his cheek. Seoyoon grinned mischievously, an outstretched finger aimed at him. “In such deep thought, though a simple solution exists.” “Oh? A winning ticket?” “Better than lotteries, trust me. Can you guess?” "Tell me.” Suddenly, she posed a riddle. Although I had a suspicion, I didn't answer right away. As I mulled it over, I felt increasing pressure from her finger. "Can't solve such an easy problem? The answer is right in front of you!" It seemed we were thinking about the same thing. Just as I was about to open my mouth, Seoyoon attacked both of my cheeks with her other hand, pressing hard enough for my teeth to meet. Then she revealed the answer herself. "Just marry this big sister, got it?" She looked at me intently, as if awaiting my reply with an expectant gaze. I couldn't help but chuckle softly at her earnest expression. Seoyoon's cheeks turned rosy, and she glared playfully. "What? Don’t like the idea? For the record, I ranked among the top three in 'Idols You Want to Marry.'" "Precisely what rank?" "Second place." "And who was first?" "I don’t know. That was rigged. Anyway, consider me first." Her slight pout made her endearing. I gently released her grip on my cheeks and leaned in. "If Seoyoon asks, of course I will." "Ah... oh... really?" "Not keen?" "That's not it... just caught me off guard..." My assertive response seemed to fluster her. Not that it mattered—I've been saving up precisely for this: the marriage certificate. I kept eye contact as I leaned in for a soft kiss. "Mmm... mm... smooch... smooch..." When we parted, Seoyoon’s cheeks were even redder. I pulled her into a hug as she sheepishly touched the corner of her mouth. "Just wait a little longer." "Okay..." With her reply, she lowered her gaze. Even though we hadn’t showered, her skin still exuded a wonderful scent. Near her chest, a faint melon fragrance lingered. "Soon, that’ll stop, huh?" "Want some now?" "Sounds perfect for breakfast." She adjusted her posture, raising her body a bit for easier access. I couldn't refuse the offer and took her breast into my hand. Her already aroused nipple awaited, even more prominent. "Ahh... ah...!" Each flick of my tongue drew a delightful shiver. I eagerly sucked her entire areola, indulging shamelessly. The noise stirred Hyeyoon from sleep. She rubbed her eyes and looked on with amusement. "Are you guys at it first thing in the morning?" Still half-asleep, she hugged me tightly, pressing herself against me. Meanwhile, her hand found its way to my half-erect member. Her leisurely motions steadily gained a rhythm that threatened to consume our morning. I gave in to the moment. * "Oppa, I heard you’re moving?" Ayong cut straight to the point as soon as she saw me, waiting to head to class together. Seoyoon had hinted at something similar two days ago, but it seemed the rumor had spread. "Who told you that?" "Seoyoon unnie was asking around about your lease and stuff. Where’s the place, how much stuff you have, and all. I figured it out." "I'm impressed you pieced that together." Truly, Ayong had a knack for these things. I playfully tapped her head to calm her rising excitement. "We’ve talked about it, but nothing concrete yet." "Seoyoon unnie’s got loads of experience finding places, I’m sure. But oppa, you're quite the catch!" "What are you talking about now?" "You’ve charmed an idol who’s willing to buy a house for you! How’s that not impressive? I'm so envious." Not once did she mention buying a house... "Feels like you’re jumping to conclusions. Where’s she buying a place?" “It’s basically the same, right? Plus, it's perfect timing.” "For what?" "Before marriage, you try living together first, fitting things together. Makes later life so much simpler." “You’re right about that.” I briefly imagined a scene where all seven lived together. But all I foresaw was being thoroughly exhausted, all day, every day. I must have shivered unconsciously because Ayong suddenly linked arms with me. "How about we go on a little date after class? I found a place I want to check out." "Where to?" "Well, it’s starting to get chilly, so I thought I’d shop for some new clothes, maybe toss out the old ones. It’s perfect." Her cheerful chatter lifted my spirits, and I felt just as excited. "Sure, let’s go."