Good Night, Brother! (Completed)

The penis that had been thrust out heavily was already extremely excited and was oozing clear liquid. Yi Hyeon nervously chewed the inside of his lips and placed his hand on his dick.

Eun-hyun had never even imagined that her younger brother would masturbate while looking at her face and body, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep, breathing regularly and noisily.

“Ugh, bro. Huh… .”

Lee Hyun took a seat next to his brother’s face and poked his cheek with his glans just like he had just poked his cheek with his finger. As if he was inserting it into his cheek.

Every time the tip of the spear rubbed against her soft, yet elastic cheeks, Yi Hyeon’s head fell back in a creepy pleasure. The Cooper’s fluid, which was unusually abundant today, left sticky traces on Eun Hyun’s face.

The hand rubbing the thick flesh became faster. Thump, thump, thump, the sound of skin rubbing against skin echoed in the quiet living room.

“Ahh… Hyung… Huh, so, good…”

He couldn’t even count how long it had been since he had masturbated while looking at his brother’s face directly. Blood continued to rush to his dark red, sinister shaft, in contrast to his white, beautiful hand without a single bone protruding. Lee Hyun held onto his dick, which seemed like it would burst at any moment, and let out a groan of pain.

Not only my genitals, but my eyes were also hot. I really thought I was going crazy. It was so ecstatic to see my brother sleeping and touch him with my own hands, but how much better would it be to put my genitals in my brother’s hole while he was awake and shake them? It was hard to even imagine.

The excitement of the long time brought about an early ejaculation. The semen burst out through the gaping hole and shot out in several streams. The milky liquid that was scattered randomly on Hyung’s cheeks, chin, and chest was so thick that it stuck to him like a lump.

“Hah, hah…  .”

Yi Hyeon took a deep breath and admired the work of art that I had created for a long time. The pheromones that had flowed out explosively along with the ejaculation had already washed away the extremely small amount of pheromones that he had picked up from Han Jinseo without a trace.

The older brother, who was covered in his thick semen and thick pheromones, was shockingly erotic. No pornography in the world could be more stimulating than this. It was not easy to calm down the afterglow of excitement. Yi Hyun stared at Eun Hyun’s appearance for a long time with his eyes sparkling with passion.

After a while, Yi Hyeon brought a tissue and wiped away the traces of ejaculation. He then went into his brother’s room and brought pajamas.

***

Ah… my head hurts so much. You should really stick to one type of alcohol at a time instead of mixing them.
Eun-Hyun, who had been hooked on the unique taste of soju mixed with beer since her college days, always stuck to that combination. Soju alone was too bitter, and drinking only beer felt a bit dull.

Before she realized it, daylight was streaming in, dazzling her swollen, half-closed eyes.
“Isn’t today Sunday anyway?”

Eun-Hyun decided to sleep a little longer, rolling over and hugging a large pillow. The slightly firm pillow felt incredibly warm, and draping her leg over it made it even more comfortable.

‘Huh? I don’t have a pillow like this.’

Feeling a strange sense of unease, Eun-Hyun forced her heavy, sleep-laden eyelids open. What appeared before her was a man’s bare chest. The realization that she was hugging a person, not a pillow, jolted her wide awake.

“Wha—what is this?”

Her startled voice was met with a low chuckle. It was Yi-Hyeon.

“Hyung, you’re awake?”

“What are you doing in my room?”

Eun-Hyun raised her eyebrows sharply and shuffled away from her brother.

“You said you were too cold and asked me to sleep with you.”

“I did?”

“Yeah. You even said my body felt like a heater. Don’t you remember?”

Eun-Hyun tried to recall the events of the night before, but everything after she had downed several bottles of soju and beer with Han Jin-Seo at the bar was a blur. She vaguely remembered venting about her frustrations with their parents.

Her drinking habits had never been well-received. In fact, she was fortunate if people didn’t outright criticize her. Forgetting what she’d said or done was common; she’d even argued with a lamppost and fallen asleep in a phone booth with her crossbody bag still slung around her neck.

It wasn’t entirely far-fetched that she might have asked her brother to act as a human heater. Still, unwilling to admit fault, she decided to deflect and nitpick her brother instead.

“Why are you barely dressed, though?”

“I always sleep in just my underwear.”

“……”

Since that was apparently his usual habit, there wasn’t much she could say. Everyone had their preferences for sleeping attire, after all.

“Well, I’m not cold anymore, so go back to your room.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why? I want to sleep some more.”

“Then let’s sleep together a bit longer.”

“What? I don’t feel comfortable sleeping with someone else.”

“But we slept together just fine last night. Can’t I just stay here and lie down?”

“Are you crazy? Two grown men lying together?”

“I’m not that dark-skinned…”

“Ugh, just go back to your room already!”

“…Alright…”

Yi-Hyeon stood up, looking visibly dejected. Eun-Hyun squinted at him, her brows furrowed, watching closely as if to ensure he actually left.

Even from behind, Yi-Hyeon’s physique was striking. His broad, V-shaped back and muscular arms and legs were perfectly toned, creating a graceful motion with every step. Eun-Hyun doubted he could ever achieve a body like that, no matter how much he worked out.

‘Do all dominant Alphas have such great bodies…?’

It wasn’t until the door clicked shut behind Yi-Hyeon that Eun-Hyun realized she’d been holding her breath.

She shifted into a more comfortable position and closed her eyes again, letting the fatigue of the week and her lingering hangover pull her back to sleep.

When she woke up, it was pure hell.

“Ugh…”

The excessive drinking from the night before had taken its toll. Her stomach felt like it was being stabbed repeatedly, and her headache was even worse than it had been earlier. Groaning, Eun-Hyun curled into a cocoon of blankets, miserable.

At that moment, there was a knock, and the door opened.

“Hyung, are you just going to sleep through lunch?”

“I… Ugh, ah!”

She tried to respond but was cut off by a sudden wave of sharp stomach pain. Hearing the hurried sound of slippers, Yi-Hyeon quickly approached her bedside.

Seeing her pale lips and sweat-soaked bangs, he looked alarmed.

“Hyung, what’s wrong? Are you in pain?”

His voice was full of concern. Living alone for six years, Eun-Hyun couldn’t even remember the last time someone had checked on her when she was unwell. Almost unconsciously, her tone became softer, more childlike.

“My stomach… it hurts so much. And my head too…”

“Does it hurt a lot? Should we go to the hospital?”

“No… I don’t want to…”

Since childhood, Eun-Hyun had always hated hospitals, especially needles. No matter how much she tried to avoid looking or reminded herself that the pain was brief, the sensation of a sharp needle piercing her skin was unbearable.

Knowing this, Yi-Hyeon dropped the idea and instead asked about her symptoms.

“What kind of stomach pain is it?”

“It feels like stabbing… over and over…”

“Got it.”

Yi-Hyeon walked briskly to the kitchen and returned with a glass of cool barley tea.

“Here, drink this first.”

“Okay…”

Eun-Hyun managed to sit up halfway and took the cup, gulping down the tea. The moisture soothed her dry throat, and she felt a bit better.

“Hang tight. I’ll go get you some medicine.”

“Huh? No, it’s fine…”

Before she could finish, Yi-Hyeon had already left the room. Moments later, she heard the sound of the front door opening and closing.

Maybe a bit more sleep would help. Even as she thought this, she let out another groan and closed her eyes.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep when Yi-Hyeon’s voice woke her again.

“Hyung, sorry it took so long. I didn’t know the way, and finding a pharmacy took some time.”

The door swung open as he spoke, and he approached her bed, slightly out of breath.

“Did I wake you? How are you feeling now?”

Fully awake, Eun-Hyun replied weakly, her voice still hoarse.

“I think I feel a bit better than before…”

Yi-Hyeon rustled through a plastic bag, pulling out some pills and a cup of water, which he handed to her.

“These are supposed to work the best.”

“Okay…”

Eun-Hyun took the medicine obediently, then looked up at her brother. Yi-Hyeon’s forehead was dotted with sweat, and his cheeks and fingers were red from the cold. The plastic bag hanging from his wrist read, Dosin Pharmacy.

Eun-Hyun frowned.

“What? Did you go all the way to Dosin Station?”

“Huh? Yeah. None of the nearby pharmacies were open since it’s Sunday.”

Dosin Station was two subway stops away. Considering the freezing winter weather, Eun-Hyun felt guilty for making her brother go through so much trouble for her hangover.

“Hyung, I also got porridge. Do you think you can eat some now?”

“No, I don’t feel like eating yet.”

“Alright. Just rest. You’ll feel better once the medicine kicks in.”

“Okay…”

When Eun-Hyun lay down again, Yi-Hyeon pulled the blanket up to her chin, tucking her in gently, like she was a sick child. It felt strange being cared for like this—it had been so long since anyone had done it.

“Yi-Hyeon.”

As Yi-Hyeon was about to leave the room, he turned back with wide eyes.

Feeling a bit awkward about thanking her much younger brother, Eun-Hyun hesitated before speaking softly.

“…Thank you.”

Yi-Hyeon grinned, his mischievous smile reminiscent of their childhood.

“For something like this? Don’t mention it.”

“……”

“Rest well. Call me if you need anything.”

The door closed quietly behind him, and Eun-Hyun let out a small sigh, her shoulders relaxing.

As punishment for drinking beyond her limit, Eun-Hyun resigned herself to spending her precious Sunday recovering in bed.