Drunk and Dreaming
The door creaked open without a sound.
Yusom slipped inside the room with half-lidded eyes. Even in the darkness, the outline of the enormous bed at its center was visible.
She no longer had the energy to think complicated thoughts.
She staggered to the edge of the bed, dropped down with a thud, and let herself fall sideways.
The soft mattress enveloped her body.
For some reason, a familiar yet chilly scent tickled her nose.
The clean soap smell from just having showered, the faint disinfectant, and beneath it all, her own unique body warmth.
“…Mmm.”
She realized it was not her room at that moment, but it was already too late. Overwhelmed by the heavy weight of her eyelids, she sank back into deep, dark sleep.
The bed she lay on was that of her childhood friend who had become a complete man, and she was unaware that a dangerous neighborhood oppa lay right beside her.
How much time had passed?
Eun-geon slowly regained consciousness.
His entire body felt heavy like a soaked cotton ball from the alcohol, and his mind was thick with fog.
Even trying to open his eyes was an effort.
“…What time is it.”
He tried to check the time, but he lacked the strength to move his body. He just wanted to sleep again like this.
But something felt wrong. A strange warmth lay on the bed where he should have been alone.
‘…What?’
At first he thought it was just a blanket or pillow. In a half-dream state he had hugged it, and he would have dismissed it casually, but his instincts made him trace the soft, warm touch.
Yet it felt oddly like the curve of a person rather than a pillow.
Eun-geon pushed his heavy eyelids up with great effort. His unfocused vision struggled to make out shapes in the darkness.
The thing wrapped in his arms was not a pillow. It was clearly a person.
“…A woman?”
For a moment he felt his sleepiness flee, but the alcohol dulled his nerves.
His head wasn’t working right. The vague memory of a drinking session in the living room came back.
Gang-bin, Teo, and Yusom…
His head throbbed painfully. The rest of the night was hazy, like a broken film.
He didn’t remember.
But the one lying beside him breathing softly and steadily was definitely a woman.
Even in the dark, the delicate line of her shoulders and the soft outline of her hair were visible.
A sweet scent, whether from shampoo or body lotion, drifted over and tickled his fuzzy nose.
Who is it?
Eun-geon tried to check the woman’s face with his half-open eyes. Since she had turned her head to lie on her side, her face was hard to see.
The glimpsed face felt strangely familiar and dear. And the faint scent she gave off was quite familiar too.
He sensed he was somewhere between dream and reality. He didn’t know if it was an illusion from drinking too much.
Eun-geon slowly reached out as if swimming in a dream, carefully stroking down the bare skin of her shoulder.
The skin his fingertips touched was unbelievably soft and warm. The silky smoothness made his brows unconsciously narrow.
“Mmm…”
At that moment a soft moan slipped from her lips. The faint moonlight that had been hidden behind clouds slipped through the window for a split second, revealing the silhouette of her upper body.
“…Her breasts are so big.”
This couldn’t be real.
The hurriedly gulped alcohol sometimes triggered hallucinations.
In a state where the boundary between reality and dream was blurred, his senses felt alive and he had experienced this a few times before.
Was it a dream he had been scheming to have? It was a very vivid dream made by the alcohol.
He slowly raised his upper body and moved closer to her. Close enough that he could feel her breath. The faint shampoo scent and sweet body warmth tickled his nose.
The body warmth was maddeningly good. He didn’t know what she had applied, but it was stimulating enough that his lower body reacted strongly.
He buried his face in her shoulder and breathed in deeply. Then he lightly pressed his lips to the soft shoulder line.
He kissed her shoulder with a short, smack. The woman stirred in her sleep with a small “mm” and a confused moan.
Eun-geon tried to check her face again.
The woman’s face, so clearly like Yusom, was exactly what suited his taste. Even though it wasn’t a common face, the cat-like elegance mixed with an innocent atmosphere made her beautiful. It was a dream, but he didn’t want any other woman.
Eun-geon moved his lips to her nape as if entranced and nibbled gently, stimulating her.
The white, slender line of her neck trembled under his lips.
“Mmm…”
The woman’s brows furrowed slightly. Then a faint smile appeared on her lips as if tickled.
It was definitely a dream. If it weren’t, a woman so like Yusom lying beside him was impossible.
As Yusom moved her body, the buttons of her shirt could no longer be fastened, and one button popped off with a sharp sound.
The deep cleavage carved by the V-neck shirt was revealed. The plump curves that peeked through the darkness made Eun-geon’s breath catch.
“Fuck…”
“Mm…”
The woman stirred in her sleep and mumbled words he couldn’t understand.
Her breath, expelled while turning her head slightly to the side, still carried a faint trace of alcohol.
Eun-geon listened closely to her voice. It was a languid, dreamy tone with her tongue twisted from the drink.
“Ahhh, more, more strongly, touch my breasts… mm?”
The words that flowed from the woman’s red lips were enough to completely paralyze the last bit of reason Eun-geon was holding onto.
It was a clear and explicit invitation. The woman in the dream was the very embodiment of bold, provocative temptation.
“Insane…”
Eun-geon felt a hot wave rising from deep in his lower abdomen. His cock had already swollen so hard it was on the verge of bursting, the pain clear.
He roughly pulled apart her thin shirt. The white lace bra was fully revealed.
The fullness of her breasts overflowed the bra, pushing up the upper curves into an alluring line.
Eun-geon no longer hesitated. After all, it was just a dream.
His long fingers slid between the revealed cleavage with a trance-like glide. The skin his fingertips touched was even softer and more resilient than he had expected.
Warm, silky touch. It felt like the soft flesh inside a ripe peach. A vivid sensation sent a thrilling shiver through his whole body.
He grasped her tempting breasts without hesitation over the bra. The overwhelming fullness filled one hand completely.
The soft, plush sensation filled his palm, and he couldn’t help but let out a low moan.
“Huuu, squeeze my breasts more…”
She whined and moaned. Hearing that voice, Eun-geon couldn’t hold back.
The lace bra was pulled aside, and Yusom’s large breasts bounced out.
Because blood had rushed to her breasts, her nipples were an even brighter pink than usual.
“Aaaah!”
Yusom instinctively clamped her mouth shut. She didn’t realize the nasal moan she had let out.
When Eun-geon pinched her already hard nipple with his fingertip, her pussy fluttered.
“Your nipples are so big, you.”
The panties are wet from the intense stimulation.