Fimssera

"Come on. One wouldn't hurt," the Compass urged.

"Damn it," I thought as I sneaked over to grab a loaf of bread. But before I could get my hands on the loaf, something snapped at my wrist. Stillveil, scolding me before slithering back to Kazuha who flashes me a mischievous smile. I then pointed at the Compass clipped on my belt, which earned a chuckle from her. Gosh, that sweet, childish sound of her chuckle.

"Sorry," I said, marching up to her.

"That was for last night," she whispered mischievously.

"Last night?" I blinked. "What did I do?"

Kazuha leans in close, "For Sakura's kiss," She whispered before walking ahead with a smirk towards Sakura, leaving me frozen and blushing.

"Kazuha - 1 : Seren - 0." The Compass mocks.

"At least, I got kissed by two angels. How are things going with Stillveil?" I mocked back.

"Asshole." The Compass bites back.

"Seren -1 : Compass - 0." I mocked triumphantly.

"What is this city called anyway?" I asked as we passed a florist who offered us a bouquet of wilted lilies and said, without inflection, “May your truth be pure.”

“Creepy,” I muttered as I caught up with the two Fallen. The Compass hums in agreement.

Sakura flourished a hand, sand swirled around the wilted lilies before regaining their color and springing back to life — the florist however, gave no reaction whatsoever.

"Dazkora," Kazuha replied.

"The Stone City in the old tongue. Also known as the city between two mountains," Sakura added.

It was indeed, both of those things. A stone city with towering walls and spires dwarfed only by the mountain ranges it is situated in between.

"This was a major trading city as it held the only direct mountain pass between the central plains and the eastern coast," Kazuha began, "if you are going from the west, passing through Dazkora is the fastest way to get to the coast without encircling the Altarian mountain range to the south."

"And traveling around north means passing through the barbarian tribes," I remarked.

Sakura and Kazuha nodded.

"What's wrong with this city anyway?" I asked as we passed a group of children who are swaying eerily in a circle.

“This city is under a hymn,” Sakura said softly, her fingers tightening around the Temporal Vow. “A passive verse. Low-frequency sanctification.”

"I can feel it, like a dome cast all over the city," the Compass remarked grimly. "Scratch that, it's a sphere, reaching even below the city sewers."

I echoed the Compass's words to the two angels.

Kazuha narrowed her eyes. “I feel it. It permeates the space all around us. Like a blanket of purification over every mind.”

"More like a prison," Sakura remarked.

"Still better than a tomb," I replied, earning a smirk from Kazuha.

"Could be yours if you're not careful," the Compass interjected, which I chose to ignore.

As we walked deeper, the air grew colder. Paler. Even the shadows recoiled.

Then we saw it.

A Purity Wraith.

It stood at the end of the street, robes stitched from pages of scripture, face featureless but luminous with sickly devotion. And it was watching us. Eyeless, yet we knew, it was staring right at us.

I reached for the Compass.

But it didn’t attack.

Instead... it bowed?

Then it turned, and walked.

“That’s... new,” I said.

“It's a trap,” Kazuha said.

“Let’s spring it,” Sakura finished.

We followed.

The Wraith led us past rows of frozen people who turned in eerie synchrony to face us. Some mouthed prayers. Others wept soundlessly. None intervened. And still the Wraith walked.

"Broken Enlightened?" I asked. "But they don't look burned." I remarked.

"Probably due to their proximity to Ignariel," Sakura deduced.

"You think he's really here?" I asked.

"If Yunjin is here, Ignariel's here. Only one of our Counters can hold us in place." Kazuha replied, Stillveil wrapping slowly around her protectively.

The Wraith led us to a clearing, in the middle were wrought-iron gates tangled in ivy and flame-blistered thorns and surrounded by a tall weathered stone wall that looked charred as if burned from the inside. Behind them loomed a manor—not grand, but solemn. Like a place built not to impress, but to kneel with your lips kissing the dirt.

The Wraith dissolved into ash as soon as the gates creaked open.

We all looked at each other. The angels immediately clasped at their relics while I tapped the Compass once before placing my hands on my daggers.

"Ready when you are, Seren," the Compass whispered in my mind. Its uncharacteristic seriousness makes my hair stand on edge a little straighter.

The manor loomed like a tomb. Its walls were veined with cracks that seemed to crawl with liquid fire, its windows stained with soot. The air shifted—not hot, but heavy. Like when ash falls after a volcanic eruption, soft, but with a weight that bears down on the skin and soul alike.

"Well, Seren. You got your tomb," Sakura comments dryly.

"Bad joke, Miss Angel of Memory," I quipped back.

"Yeah. Sorry."

We stepped through the threshold.

And the silence shattered.

Flames danced along the walls—pale and whispering, like they were souls remembering someone they used to be. The hymn swelled on our ears, strong, loud, and from all directions, like a chant that saps through our emotions. The interior was cathedral-like: high ceilings, flickering chandeliers, and an altar of scorched obsidian at its center.

And chained to it—

Her. Yunjin — once the Seraph of Flame, now the Seraph of Scorched Truth. The Ashen Flame, for she was indeed as white as ash. Only her hair remained red, defiant. She made being bound and tortured achingly beautiful — which just strengthened my resolve to rescue her.

Kazuha and Sakura tensed to rush - but we all knew it was a trap. She is the bait, and we'll fall hook, line, and sinker if we don't stay cautious. So we buried every instinct screaming at us to run at her and shatter her chains. We walked slowly inside the hall, our steps measured, deliberate.

Yunjin knelt at the altar, bound in bands of white flame that crawled across her limbs like reverent vines. Her head was bowed. The Ashen Ember Ring glowed faintly on her left ring finger, resisting, but barely. Stillveil uncoils, almost ready to rush towards the Ring, but Kazuha keeps her in check. The Ring itself flickered and sparked - like it remembered joy, then dimmed, like hope surrendering to ash.

Then the hymn reached a crescendo.

Louder. Harder. Choral. Mechanical. Hotter.

“Ignariel,” Sakura breathed.

The flames in the room seemed to gravitate as if to genuflect towards a figure stepping from the shadows beyond the altar. It was tall, cloaked in layers of white and bronze, it wore an ashy greyish red doublet, its face a porcelain mask cracked down the middle. It looked androgynous, the crack on its face wreathed in cold green fire that casts no heat. The same green flames wreathed its gloved hands, but it did not burn. It cleansed. Cold and slow.

Stillveil immediately unfurls protectively around Kazuha. The Temporal Vow shines and pulses consistently, ready for a battle. I drew my daggers and felt the Compass's encouraging hum.

Its voice rang out—not loud, but absolute. The flames around Yunjin flinched at the sound of Ignariel's voice, yet the Fallen remained unmoving.

“Welcome, deviant children. You are just in time for the sanctification.” Ignariel’s voice settled over the cathedral like a burial shroud—neither loud nor harsh, but final. Absolute. The kind of tone that didn’t seek to be believed, only obeyed.

The flames in the hall stilled.

Yunjin remained silent, her head bowed, as though caught between reverence and rebellion. The white flame that bound her pulsed in time with the hymn, like a heartbeat not her own.

Kazuha stepped forward. Stillveil hovered protectively around her like a serpent poised to strike.

“You’ve always been dramatic, Ignariel,” she said coldly. “Chains. Choirs. Fires. That mask.”

Ignariel tilted its head. “Dramatic?” It echoed, almost amused. “No. I am precise. I am necessary. You mistake sanctity for spectacle.”

The Compass growled in my mind. “Pompous asshole.”

I clenched my jaw. “Let her go.”

“Why would I?” Ignariel asked, hands folding serenely. “She was lost. I gave her clarity. Fire without purpose is just destruction. But a flame tempered by obedience—that becomes holy.”

“She’s not yours to mold,” Sakura stepped forward, her tone was calm, but not soft. “No one is.”

Ignariel regarded her with something akin to curiosity, “You of all people should understand. Memory is control. What we remember shapes what we believe. You, Angel of Memory, are a warden of perception, multiple perceptions. So why resist what I do?”

Sakura’s grip on the Temporal Vow tightened, “Because I remember what you did to the others. Seraphs turned to cinders for thinking, for feeling. For having memories that warm the heart.”

A flicker of fire passed through Ignariel’s mask crack, but its voice stayed level.

“They were weak. Fractured. You call it feeling—I call it rot. We were made to be more than emotional messes clawing for comfort in a broken world. I offer transcendence. You cling to chaos.”

Kazuha took a step closer, voice sharp, “You offer sterilization. A hymn that strips emotion, feeling, identity. A dance without thought, revelry, joy — love. What good is purity, what good is sanctity, if it means forgetting — losing, who you are?”

There was a silence then—brief, thick.

And then Ignariel replied:

“Peace.”

One word. One poison.

It echoed through the walls of the hall like a doctrine written in flame.

“You confuse peace with apathy,” I said, stepping forward now. “There’s no life in your kind of peace. Just obedience. Just emptiness wearing a smile.”

Ignariel’s head turned slightly. “You speak boldly for a mortal.”

“I’ve faced worse things than you.”

“You haven't faced anything like me and there are no people like me,” it corrected. “What you faced were fanatics drunk on righteousness. But I am not them. I do not scream my gospel—I whisper it, and the world leans in — and they bow," Ignariel raosed its arms like he was expecting us to bow to him.

"Say, Seren Solari," I can feel the smile beneath its cracked mask. "I can make you lose all the pain in your heart, the pain of losing everything, the shame of being useless, the dishonor of not being able to execute the duty you've trained all your life for. Just say the word, and with a snap, you won't feel the hurt anymore." It sounded gentle it was almost convincing — and I admit, I was nearly tempted to accept.

Suppressed memories clawed out, as if pulled out by Ignariel's words. I heard the words of a man with a great axe as he swings at me, "Dodge, nephew! Watch your step! You are your brother's shield! It does not mean you should take every swing head on!"

Another voice, sonorous and gentle, and I saw a man with a whetstone polishing a long sword, in its pommel was what looked like an amber gem with the image of the sunset, "You're the second son of our House, Seren," he said tenderly. "Your brother shall inherit the High Chair and you shall protect him, not just from any threats, but from himself as well."

Another image, another voice, youthful, energetic, intelligent, "King Julius Iskandar is a conqueror, brother, but also a savvy statesman. I can't wait to meet him!"

I was then pulled out of my thoughts when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I blinked and turned, Kazuha met me with an expression of alarm and concern. "Seren," she whispered cautiously. "You're walking towards it."

I swiveled my head, I was indeed a few steps ahead from where I was before.

"Don't let it get in you head, kid. It won't just strip your pain, but everything that makes you feel. And you'll be left as a shell of who you were," the Compass said.

"Thanks," I muttered, both to Kazuha and the Compass. Thankfully, Kazuha kept her hands on my shoulder.

Ignariel, watching the scene unfold, sighed in faux frustration. "Why did you have to do that, Kazuha? Just as things were getting... how would you describe it? Exciting," it said, and the flames in its mask seemed to grin wickedly.

Sakura suddenly raised a hand.

“Ignariel,” she said, more quietly now, “You weren’t always like this. I remember. I held your name in my Archive. Before you burned it. Before you sanctified yourself.”

A pause.

Even the hymn faltered for a breath.

“I remember the Flame of Compassion,” she said. “The way you knelt beside the broken, not to purify them—but to mourn.”

Something cracked—not in Ignariel’s mask, but in the air. Like heat bending light. The porcelain surface trembled for the briefest moment.

Sakura mentioned a name and Ignariel flinched.

“That name is ash, burned in an era where memory and time is inconsequential and irrelevant. I was reforged, given a purpose, to sanctify this world, to remove the curse, the blight that is passion and emotion, for it does nothing but cause pain! Pain and conflict. Tell me Sakura, isn't that what we all wanted? An end to conflict? An end to needless suffering caused by this... this human trait called 'feeling'! I made a vow when I burned that name, and that is to see the world burn if it does not bow to order, to the peace that I offer,” it growled.

“No,” Sakura whispered. “You buried it. But you still hear it. That’s why the hymn has to be so loud. It drowns the whispers, the whispers of who you once were, it is still there, underneath your mask.”

Another silence. Another crack.

Yunjin stirred.

A flicker of red flared in her hair. The Ashen Ember Ring pulsed once like a heartbeat.

Ignariel raised a hand—and the hymn surged again, louder, suffocating.

“You remember wrong,” it said, more brittle now. “I have nothing to mourn. Ashes do noy deserve to be mourned.”

“You lie,” Sakura replied, voice rising with sudden fury. “You lie to us, to her, and worst of all—to yourself!”

Stillveil coiled tight. The Temporal Vow thrummed like a war drum.

I felt the Compass shake on my belt, not in fear—but anticipation.

Ignariel stepped forward.

“If you will not kneel,” it said, “then you will burn, and no one, not a single thing in this world, will mourn your ashes.”

White flame bloomed from its palms like blooming judgment.

And Yunjin opened her eyes.

They burned—red, gold, and something deeper. Not holy. Not pure.

Defiant.

She stood, still bound by the altar.

And for the first time, Ignariel’s voice wavered:

“…You should not be able to stand.”

Yunjin smiled. “Then maybe you should sit,” she taunted with a voice so dry and hoarse it hurt my throat just listening to it.

She faces her sisters. "To me, Kazuha, Sakura, free me from these bounds!"

The two angels rushed beside their sister.

Ignariel moved to intercept, but I threw my dagger at it, teleporting to its location just as it was about to swat it away. Caught by surprise, I scored a hit with my other dagger squarely on its mask.

Ingariel staggered before facing me. Its mask broken by the left eye, exposing a socket filled with cold, gray, flames.

"Your opponent is me," I stood in between Ingariel and the angels, holding both my daggers. The Compass humming alive in my belt.

"You know we can't beat him," he said.

"Yeah. We just have to hold him off until Kazuha and Sakura frees Yunjin," I replied.

"Well, that we could do," The Compass says back with confidence.

"So, shall we go to battle, partner?" I grinned.

"Gladly, partner," the Compass replied as Ingariel summoned blades made of green flame in his hands.

Each blink through space tightened the coil that is twisting my gut. I pushed the bile and vomit back down my throat, but I didn’t let up. I needed this pompous, theatric asshole occupied.

While I danced with death, Sakura and Kazuha knelt beside Yunjin.

The chains of white flame coiled tightly, lashing out as they tried to repel their touch. Sakura raised the Temporal Vow, casting a sphere of golden light to hold the fire back, while Kazuha moved her arms and hands gracefully, willing Stillveil to carefully wrap around the bonds.

But they wouldn’t break.

“It’s like trying to tear apart a void,” Sakura muttered through clenched teeth.

“I feel nothing in the chains. They’re bound by emptiness,” Kazuha said. “Not just fire. How do you even break nothing?" She growled in frustration.

Yunjin’s voice rasped, barely audible, “By filling it first.”

The two angels looked at her.

“Passion,” Yunjin whispered with a gentle smile to her sisters. “It’s not just his flame. It’s mine too. Feel something... feel what sets you ablaze. Fill the emptiness. Feel — so that you can have something to break. That’s the only way you’ll free me.”

Stillveil pulsed with indecision. The Temporal Vow flickered.

Then—Sakura closed her eyes. And felt.

The warmth of memory. Her first descent. Her first song. The moment she realized angels could remember, and that memory could be beautiful even if it could painful. She remembered the times she sifted through the memories of stars and entire planets. She remembered lifetimes of what ifs and what could have beens, an eternity of choices made and not made, and the infinite consequences they caused.

These memories are not empty, they are all filled with what the beings felt, whether they be good or bad. History — time — is shaped by emotion, wars were started for less, death was given and taken for lesser, and life was breathed by even the lowest of creatures.

She remembered Seren, the time when they first met, really met — not some memory or vision she keeps asking whether it would be the one to unfold — but always, always under those cherry blossom trees when he and Kazuha freed her from her stasis. She remembered last night, the feeling of finally kissing him sent warmth all throughout her body that the Temporal Vow teased her until she fell asleep. Those were all real — the joy, the bliss — and she wouldn't have it any other way — and she certainly wouldn't want it erased or, in Ignariel's words — sanctified.

Kazuha took a breath and summoned grace—the dance, the laughter, the flicker of joy that once made her wings flutter without thought. She remembered love, not perfection. For it is love that makes things look perfect despite the imperfections. No dance is perfect, there is always something to improve, but it is also because of this that she loves to dance, to move. To feel the joy of moving, to feel the joy and awe of those who watch her. Mistakes are painful, shameful even, and erasing them is a truly tempting offer. But to also erase joy — the joy of doing something you love — that is unforgivable.

She remembered Seren holding back the Purity Wraith as she froze. She remembered walking with him, finally not alone as she moves with grace. She remembers the night she kissed him, how much she wanted to move her lips against Seren's for all eternity. He is the third that she loved in her eons long life, first was her sisters, then dancing — and she won't give them up, not like this, not for something as shallow as Ignariel's sanctity.

And their relics responded.

Stillveil shimmered with radiant heat. The Vow pulsed like a heartbeat in bloom. The chains around Yunjin cracked. The Seraph of Flame flexed her arms, ready to snap the bounds once they're weak enough.

But then—

Ignariel turned after dodging a slash from me.

And it spoke a single name.

“Seraphiniel!”

The hymn changed.

"What?" Sakura faltered - the Temporal Vow's glow dimmed in power.

"Did you honestly think I was the first to awaken among the Counters?" It bellowed.

"Of course not! It was Seraphiniel. The Prophet." It laughed as it reveled in Sakura's confusion.

Its head suddenly moved, evading my dagger to which I teleported to, hoping to strike the pompous bastard in the mouth to shut him up. Instead, it caught me by the wrist and held me dangling by it.

Its eyes now turned to me, one blazing with grey fire, one mockingly red. "When do you think she woke up, Sakura?"

Sakura panted, she's hyperventilating. Her focus shattered, her defenses faltered, Ignariel's flames blaze stronger around them leaving Kazuha alone to protect all three of them from the inferno.

"Sakura. It's trying to get under your skin," Kazuha said urgently, swirling Stillveil in a protective sphere around them, though it won't hold long.

"It's no use, sister," Yunjin croaks. "She's already sifting."

Sakura's eyes glowed an unnatural gold. The Temporal Vow pulsed, trying to stabilize and anchor Sakura in this timeline.

"Seraphiniel, she..." she stuttered in between heavy breaths, then she met my eyes as I'm being held dangling by Ignariel, "...she awakened when you were born. It took her 17 years to find you, and when she did..." she faltered.

"She did what?" I asked, knowing the answer but dreading the truth of it.

"She.." She hesitated. "She sent the Purity Wraiths to your village."

My whole world collapsed—like the ground vanished beneath me. But where rage should be, there was only numbness, a void. Ignariel's flames stripped me of my emotions at the very moment Sakura revealed what truly happened to my village, to my family.

Ignariel laughed, rough and ashy, "You see, Seraphiniel does not just revel in pulling the darkest memories out of a being. She revels in orchestrating them herself!" It laughed again, booming as it threw me to a nearby pillar, yet I felt no pain. Ignariel's power also erased what I should have felt physically.

"And how does it... feel... Solari?" It turned to look at me. "To feel nothing when you should have felt pain, sorrow, rage, vengeance? Isn't it better?"

I don't know. I don't know because I can't feel – just, a void.

Then the inferno breaches through Stillveil as Kazuha's strength finally breaks her. Kazuha screamed as she threw her body between the fire and Sakura, wrapping her obsidian wings around her as a last resort. Stillveil took the brunt, but the shockwave sent both angels tumbling backward.

Sakura knelt, eyes wide, shaken to her core. Kazuha lays prone, the floor beneath her littered with obsidian shards from her shattered wing.

Ignariel’s revelations had been more than physical—it was emotional. And now mine and Sakura’s resolve were shattering.

“Get up!” Yunjin shouted through the hoarseness of her voice—but her sisters can't move, one from a broken wing, the other from fear.

Even I was faltering, now. The teleportation wore me and the Compass thin. Every movement came slower. Every breath heavier. And the weight of the revelation finally bears down on me, Ignariel now allowing me to slowly feel the pain of everything.

Ignariel advanced towards Kazuha. I tried to teleport one last time, to put myself between Kazuha and Ignariel, but I had no strength left to throw my dagger.

Ignariel now revels. Arrogant. Confident of his victory. The flame in its hand roared.

Then—

BOOM.

The ceiling cracked.

Then shattered.

A column of raw pressure split the cathedral sky as holy fire and ash were hurled aside like paper in a storm. The hymn faltered, screeching in sudden disarray. Even Ignariel turned, startled.

From the sundered roof, a figure descended—slowly, steadily—as if gravity itself bowed to her will.

She wore blackened armor lined with silver etchings, engraved in ancient angelic script long since erased from Heaven’s records. Around her brow sat a barbed diadem—twisted iron laced with bleeding gold light. It pulsed with soundwaves that screamed and whispered in tandem.

The Fallen's eyes went wide with surprise, hope, and a kind of reverent fear while Ignariel's flame flickered hesitantly.

"Chaewon," Sakura gasped.

"How?" Kazuha winced in confusion.

Yunjin smirked, "About time," she exclaimed weakly.

"You!" Ignariel growled in disdain, "Why are you here, Archangel of Will?!"

"I am called something else now, thanks to you and your brethren," Chaewon replied, her voice brimming with confidence. "Now they call me The Hollow Voice. The Oracle of Chains."

Her presence sent a shudder of instinctive dread across the room. The very air stiffened with the authority she exuded.

Her boots met the ground—silent, final.

Ignariel recoiled half a step. Even the white flames hesitated, flickering like candles before a hurricane.

“I know that relic,” Ignariel murmured. “The Voice of Command.”

Chaewon raised her head.

The Crown atop her brow glimmered like a fractured sun—each spike humming with layered voices. Not hers. Not entirely.

“I shall now give my orders,” Chaewon said, her voice cold and strangely harmonic. “And you shall obey them.” More terrifying was how calmly she says it.

The moment she spoke, the hymn around Ignariel bent—off-key, dissonant. One of the burning chandeliers above shattered mid-air.

Ignariel’s tone twisted, "You betrayed Heaven. You exploited will like it was yours to give. You’re no better than them.”

“I gave Heaven a chance to remember what will is,” Chaewon replied. “You chose obedience. So now, I’ll show you what true obedience feels like.”

As she raised her hand, the soundscape shifted again—dozens of voices murmured beneath her own. A chorus of broken wills.

Ignariel steadied himself, “You would shackle your own kind to make a point?”

“For what you did to my sisters, I would unshackle the world if it meant breaking yours,” Chaewon whispered. Her eyes—dark, rimmed with embers—locked on Ignariel.

“Now kneel.”

The last word struck the room like a blade. The floor cracked. The chains binding Yunjin rattled. The very flame on Ignariel’s hands faltered as the Counter fell to one knee.

I staggered as the force of her voice rippled through the air. I felt her Command, but I didn't feel the need to obey. Even the Compass went quiet.

She turned slightly, just enough to look at me with curiosity. It's as if she was also expecting me to kneel. Kazuha's groans beside Sakura diverted her attention though. She turns at her crouched sister as she is shielding Sakura.

“Get up.”

Two words. Not loud. Not a Command. Still powerful.

Suddenly, my limbs moved as if renewed by a second wind. I stood up, Kazuha and Sakura slowly following suit. Sakura’s breath came sharply as the fog on her mind broke, yet the same can not be said for her heart. Kazuha rose, fueled by sheer momentum, her wing dropping obsidian shards on the marble floor.

And across the altar, Yunjin smiled through the burning altar.

“Thought you’d never show up,” she rasped.

Chaewon smirks before giving her one Command, "Break free."

Yunjin snapped her bounds as easily as one would snap a strand of straw.

Chaewon then looks at a kneeling Ignariel, "Be gone and never enter this city again. Crawl back to your sanctuary of ashes. Should you return, I shall command you to unmake your hymn from your own throat while you sing it."

Ignariel snarled in defiance. "Valamar will make you pay for this."

Chaewon smirked and slowly approached Ignariel. She does not walk, she floats, like the very thought of walking on the ground disgusts her. She lifts Ignariel's chin with one slender finger. "If Valamar comes.." she whispered, "he shall also follow my Commands."

Ignariel snarled one last time before vanishing in a flash of gray fire.

And at that moment after its disappearance, the mansion was quiet. I felt my body sway, adrenaline finally fading and the knot in my gut slowly unraveling. I barely observed Chaewon making her way to Yunjin and Sakura and Kazuha trudging towards me.

But here you are now, and it’s exactly how people described it. Students filling every walkway. Booths lined up along the paths, some with disco lights strung overhead as the sky darkens. Everything trying to overlap each other from different directions–bass booming from the main stage from afar, students singing somewhere nearby, food sizzling, oil crackling, people stopping randomly, laughing too loudly and calling out to each other. Late spring breeze cuts through the night, cool against your skin.

They all weirdly blend together into something easier to take in. Maybe it’s not as suffocating as you thought it’d be. At some point, you feel the corner of your lips pulling upward on its own, even just for a second. This isn’t that bad-

"See? I told you."

Her gentle laugh rings right next to you, light and teasing. She’s been walking next to you the whole time, a wide grin on her face as you look her way.

"Um… not bad."

She scoffs and nudges your arm with her elbow.

"Yah… not bad? You’re seriously missing out on a lot!"

"Really?" you smile after giving a quiet sigh. "It’s not that magical, Jimin-ah."

"It is." she nudges you again, though a little more firmer this time. "I can’t believe you’ve never been to one of these before."

"I mean… I’ve been to high school ones." you look at the crowd ahead. "But it didn’t really feel the same. I just kind of hung out with my friends for a bit. Didn’t help that they all had girlfriends and I was… you know. Just there."

Jimin only hums softly. When you turn your head over, she’s now walking with her hands clasped behind her back, head tilted as she looks at you with quiet curiosity.

"Mmm, so you didn’t have a girlfriend…" she nods slowly, putting pieces together. "Like, actually… ever?"

You raise an eyebrow at her, not annoyed, only a little surprised that she hasn’t figured it all out yet.

"You didn’t know?"

Jimin’s expression changes almost instantly. She straightens, hands slipping from behind her back.

"Ah- wait, I-" she waves denying gestures quickly "Sorry, I didn’t mean to- No, if that sounded weird or anything, I just-"

You only laugh and shake your head.

"It’s okay, relax. I don’t really think much about it."

Jimin still looks a little unsure, her eyebrows pulling together slightly, her lips almost pouting as she mumbles.

"Still… I might’ve said it in a weird way."

"It’s really fine, Jimin-ah." you reassure her. "I thought it was kind of obvious anyway."

"...Hmm?"

"With how the sunbaes kept teasing me and trying to set me up on blind dates all the time. Isn’t it, like, so obvious?"

Jimin pauses for a second, the memories replaying in her head. She turns to you more fully as she walks, mouth slowly taking shape of a wide O as realization hits her.

"...Wait! Wait!" she finally says. "You mean those times they kept dragging you away after meetings?! That wasn’t just them messing with you?"

"Not really."

"They were seriously setting you up?" She repeats the question. Is it that hard to believe that you haven’t ever had a girlfriend?

"Yes… Is it that weird?"

Jimin keeps staring at you before a soft laugh escapes her lips. She looks ahead as you both keep walking, amusement written all over her face.

"Wah… And you keep denying them, time after time."

"I dunno. I don't think I’m in the right… how do you say it, position? Uhh, position to date right now."

Jimin turns back to you, those bubbly eyes of hers make it seem like she’s really studying you before she presses her lips together.

"...You’re a weird kid, you know that?" she decides, pointing at you with those short dinosaurs-like fingers. You haven’t known her for that long yet you’ve already noticed it. That weird, goofy tendency of hers. The way her humor lands a little off earth sometimes, and it doesn’t quite match how she looks yet somehow, it only makes her more attractive. The thought puffs a sudden short laugh out of you as your hand comes up without much thinking, lightly catching her wrist, lowering her finger from pointing at you.

"Thank you. I’ve heard it a lot."

Jimin giggles, her wrist showing only a little bit of resistance before finally slipping away.

"Weird kid. Weird."

You both wander deeper into the festival. Booths are all bumping past on either side with bright signs, students calling out and trying to lure you in with free samples. A group of students nearby huddle around a small stage, singing along to the whatever edition of the university chant. Jimin seems to be amazed by all of it. She points things out as you go, commentating and talking to herself mostly.

"Ah, that one looks fun! Wait, wait… No, that’s just a scam," she stops immediately, wrinkling her nose. A few seconds later, she’s already distracted again, tugging your shirt to get your attention. "Look, look! They have free cotton candy over there!"

You always nod along, already pleased with letting her lead the rhythm of it. After a moment, curiosity gets the better of you.

"Jimin-ah, what about you? Ever had a boyfriend? …or girlfriend?" you finally spit the question out after thinking it through. "Or, you know… I don’t discriminate. I, uh… love people all the same, just so you know."

Jimin stops dead in her tracks.

"…Aeng?"

She takes a small step back and really blinks at you. Then suddenly, Jimin bursts into laughter with her hands covering her mouth.

"What-" she struggles between laughs. "What’s wrong with you!? Really!?" 

Her laughter’s bright and bubbly, even attracting glances from people walking by. You can’t help but smile, relieved that she doesn’t take it the wrong way.

"What? It could happen, for all I know," you shrug. "You’re super popular on campus! Guys and girls all like you, Yu Jimin."

Jimin bends, one hand braced on her knee as her laughter spills out, her shoulders shaking. When she finally looks up at you, her cheeks are almost bright pink under the festival lights. Damn, you really make her laugh. Just when you’re preparing to say something else, she steps in and gives your chest a light punch with that small dinosaur-like fist.

"…Yah. What are you even saying!?"

You bite back a laugh, rubbing the spot just for the sake of it.

"I mean, is it wrong for a guy to try and be respectful?"

Jimin gives one last breathy laugh before reaching out and grabbing the sleeve of your shirt, pulling you forward so you both start walking again.

"No, idiot. I appreciate all the feelings," she smiles, "but no, I don’t swing that way. And yes. I did have a boyfriend back in high school if you’re wondering."

"Ah… I see."

You let her pull you along without resistance. In no time, Jimin shifts closer swiftly, looping her arm through yours. Her hand settles around your bicep, barely pressing. You try not to think much of it but… Is this intentional? The distance between you disappears when her grip tightens only a little around your bicep.

"But… it didn’t last long. I hated that guy."

"Hmm? Why?"

The noise of the festival fills the silence between you for a second when Jimin doesn’t give her answer. Her steps slow just a little and that’s when you know, maybe you shouldn’t have asked. You awkwardly steal a glance at her before looking ahead again.

"I was stupid back then," Jimin finally hums. "I thought love was super fun and all rainbow, you know. Dramas raised me like that."

You nod and Jimin sighs, only a light breath.

"How do I say it? Mmm, the jerk confessed to me on a school trip. Our friends even recorded the whole thing. I said yes… Then like a month in, I found out it was just a bet. Between him and his friends."

You clear your throat quietly, not knowing what to say.

"Ah… I- Sorry. I shouldn’t have asked."

"It’s okay. It’s just an experience, I guess. At least I know what to do when guys start acting weird now."

"Right. So what about uni then? I mean… I know you’re, like, super popular."

Jimin immediately rolls her eyes. "Yah, not like that."

You smile a little.

"Your Instagram has, what? Ten thousand followers? I bet you get like a thousand DMs every day."

"Yes, but I only use it for memories and… work stuff," she says, scrunching her nose. Cute. "All the DMs are just- ugh. I hate it. Some guys seriously don’t know their limits."

"…Right." you nod. "They don’t."

You still walk. Then she turns to you suddenly, eyes suspicious.

"Also… you, weirdo."

You hum out of surprise, that silly nickname she’s given you just ten minutes ago is now starting to grow on you.

"You barely have anything on your Instagram." she points out as if she’s just remembered. "What’s that about? Going for a mysterious guy kinda vibe?"

You snicker, shifting your weight lightly into her side only enough to throw her balance a little. Jimin laughs, gripping your arm tighter to steady herself.

"Yah-" 

"What do you mean? I have, like… I don’t know, twenty pictures or something up there."

"Sure, but you only have three hundred followers!"

You slow your steps a bit, letting Jimin regain her balance properly.

"Only!?" your voice raises as you stare at her. "Are you even hearing yourself!?"

"...What? Am I wrong?"

"Not everyone is as popular as you, Jimin-ah." you say, a small smile pulling at your lips. "Imagine three hundred people chasing you, silly."

Jimin huffs softly, shaking her head a little too quickly with her cheeks painted pink.

"No! Like- I mean… like, your pictures just don’t have much… you don’t really show anything on your Instagram."

"I’m not the type to show much, I guess. I’m fine with it."

She pouts at that, a small hum leaving her as if she doesn’t fully agree but doesn’t push it either. 

"Still…"

Her grip on your arm loosens just a little as you both wander again into the current of people. Jimin glances around, distracted again immediately, pointing at something ahead as you keep walking side by side without really deciding where you’re going. You start noticing it then–the looks, not even subtle. Mostly guys, a few girls too, looking your way as you pass. Some even do double takes, some nudge their friends while others just stare a second too long before looking away.

It’s not surprising. Jimin’s… the Jimin. You’ve heard a lot about how people went out of their way to confess, random gifts left for her. And somehow, she’s always just brushed it off, staying single until now. You glance at her briefly, only to see that she doesn’t seem to notice, or maybe she just simply doesn’t care.

It’s only been a few months since you first met her anyway. Back then you just randomly decided to join the university volunteer club. No real reason, you just wanted something to do, something positive to turn your life around. Jimin was the one who interviewed you and you remember it very clearly. The same girl walking next to you now, still bright and energetic, asking questions that didn’t really seem easy.

"What would you do if a kid cried and refused to let go of you?"

"Do you think you’re good at comforting people or just pretending to be?"

"Would you rather be a cat or a dog?"

You’d walked out of that room convinced you failed. And then a few days later, you got the email, saying you were accepted. You didn’t really talk much after that, only small interactions during activities and passing conversations. Nothing really sticks until the past month. You didn’t know how it started, Jimin just ended up next to you more often, like tonight.

Jimin drags you around, her grip still hooked around your arm.

"Look at them~"

You don’t react fast enough and suddenly your step catches, you stumble slightly, bumping into her shoulder. Jimin lets out a little squeak but still doesn’t let go, instead just laughs it off. The food stall in front of you is crowded, the smell rich and warm.

"Hungry?" you ask, the food does look good but with her this close, it’s hard to focus on anything properly. Jimin blinks up at you with shiny eyes and nods eagerly.

"Mm! Should we?"

That ‘we’ flicks at your heart a little too hard.

"…Sure, why not?"

Ordering is quick. Jimin hovers beside you, leaning in a little as she points at things on the menu, her shoulder brushing yours every now and then.

"I’ll pay you back later." she says when you hand over the money.

"It’s fine. It’s just food."

Jimin doesn’t fully agree, she hums but doesn’t argue. A minute later, you’re both standing off to the side with little cups in your hand. She takes a bite immediately, then pauses her chewing, eyes turning wide. Cute.

"Oh my… This is actually really good!"

You smile, watching her for a second before taking your own bite.

"It is."

She tries another, not even finishing chewing before holding her skewer up.

"Try this one. It’s chewy."  

You lean in to take a bite and lean back a little too quickly.

"Mmm~ that’s good."

Jimin just smiles, satisfied with the answer she expected. You both linger there a little longer, finishing one thing then another, trading small comments. It was only easy back-and-forth. At some point, she’s already taking you along to the next stall. You slow down in front of the menu, scanning and hesitating. Jimin doesn’t wait.

"Ah! Just get this." she decides, already pointing and telling the worker before you can say anything. A laugh is all you mutter before nodding, paying while Jimin stands there, giggly like she made the right choice–which she usually does, somehow. When the food comes, she takes it first.

"Wait, it’s hot-" she blows on it carefully, her eyebrows almost connecting in concentration. Then she looks up, smiling and holding it out toward you instead.

"You first, for paying. I have manners."

It’s small, yet your chest still tingles.

"…Thanks."

You hesitate while leaning in, only to immediately pull back with a loud hiss, your hand coming up to your mouth.

"Fuh-"

Jimin bursts into laughter.

"Yah! I told you it’s hot!" she laughs, half scolding. She leans in a little closer, now concerned. "Are you okay? Let me see-"

"I’m fine, I’m fine…" You shake your head quickly and stubbornly swallow it down. Her eyes stay on you for a second longer before wrinkling as she laughs again, softer.

"Idiot…"

Further down the path, game booths line the side, waiting for something magical to happen. Plastic rings stacked in buckets, darts pinned against colorful boards, prizes hanging from hooks. Every few steps, someone calls out.

"Three tries for two thousand won!"

"Win one for your girlfriend, guys!"

Jimin slows without letting go of your arm, her eyes have been drifting from one booth to another with curiosity written all over them. You only take your eyes off her when someone screams a little too loud, your attention falls back onto her just as quickly. Only then does a small thought settle in, subtle yet not at all meaningless. Is this really something Jimin didn’t want to come alone to like she said? Because the way she’s been acting doesn’t feel casual. Does she knows?

"Wanna try?" you nod at one of the stalls. "Your mouth’s been open like that for, like, ten minutes."

Cheeks pink, Jimin turns her head back to you.

"...S-sure. Why not?"

She sucks at it, really. Balls thrown, rings tossed… 90% of them missing completely. Jimin looks too serious for someone who’s clearly terrible at games, eyebrows all arched, lips pressed together in concentration. Then she immediately breaks into laughter the moment she fails.

"That was close!"

"It wasn’t even near." you point out and she huffs, ignoring you.

And another try, no surprise, another fail. This time Jimin really groans, her shoulders dropping before she clenches her fists in that exaggerated, dramatic frustration of hers. A couple of students running the booth snicker quietly to themselves. You catch it and glance back at her.

"Argh- Why is this so hard?!"

…

"Let me try."

Before Jimin can protest, your hands settle on her shoulders to guide her back a step. She lets you despite the pout on her lips, clearly not ready to give up.

"Yah…"

You already feel her eyes on you the second you take her place. The first lands by some luck. The second one closer, hitting just right. The third? You miss.

"Shit…"

So you hold your breath, tossing it before you can overthink and it lands. There’s a small cheer from the side, the students already reaching for a prize in the back as when you look back over your shoulder. Jimin’s standing there in her dress, with her arms clasped in front of her, chin tipped up as she looks, adorably, irritated.

"Hmph!"

But it doesn’t quite work with how she presses her lips together. Even an idiot like you knows she’s clearly holding back a smile. 

"Only one left." the booth worker hands you your prize. It’s a ring, tiny and plastic with a little cartoon charm on top. Silly, cheap yet super cute. You stare at it in your palm, already figuring Jimin would definitely like this. She loves silly stuff.

You look back, already opening your mouth and she’s already gone. Jimin’s not far, just a few steps away at another booth, leaning forward like she’s studying, planning her next attempt, completely focused. Like it’s been all night, a smile slips onto your lips again and you walk to her, the ring now resting in your pocket.

Jimin walks by your side again like you both never drifted apart, her hand finding its way back around your arm easily. She hums softly to herself, some song you don’t recognize. But she does sound like she’s happy, like she’s enjoying being here with you tonight. You walk like that for a while, exchanging small, silly comments. A joke here, a quiet laugh there. 

A few minutes later, another path opens. The river cuts through the campus, calmer and darker at this time, reflecting the bright lights from the festival behind you. Trees stand in a straight line along the walk way, their branches decorated with soft pink blossoms. Every now and then, a few petal falls and lands somewhere in the water. It’s less crowded here, cooler and quieter. 

"Look!" Jimin breathes out, you both slow at the same time. "It’s so beautiful!"

You nod, eyes following the way the lights ripple on the water. 

"I haven’t been here at night before. Didn’t know it could look like this…"

Like she’s drawn to it, Jimin releases your arm and wanders toward the railing. She leans forward slightly, both hands resting on the cool metal. You didn’t say a thing, only stopping next to her. You mirror her too, resting only one arm on the railing, eyes looking at the scenery. The reflection, the gentle lights, the soft movement of the night… It doesn’t last long. Just when one pink petal lands near her shoulder, your gaze turns to Jimin. The usually hyper girl’s quieter now, calmer. It sure does take a lot to take the loudness of the festival out of her mind. 

You didn’t think you’d be here tonight. Not like this, not with Jimin. If anything, you figured she was the kind of person you’d just watch from a distance. Someone you’d see, maybe talk to once in a while during club activities and nothing more. Saying she always felt a little out of reach doesn’t feel wrong. But here you are, standing next to her and hearing her breath, her gentle giggles… She’s not like that at all.

A silent breath comes out before you even know it and Jimin turns, cheek on her folded arms against the railing, smiling up at you.

"What’s with the long sigh?"

"Hmm? Nothing." You shake your head. "Just… you know, better than I thought? This whole festival thing."

Jimin squints her eyes only a little, like she doesn’t fully believe your answer. She hums a second later, satisfied anyway.

"Told you~ You’re just too stuck in your own head sometimes."

You laugh at that. You probably would’ve taken that differently if it came from anyone else.

"Really?"

She straightens and pushes herself off the railing.

"Mmm, I don’t want you to take this the wrong way but… you’re kind of different from my first impression."

"…How?"

Instead of answering, Jimin suddenly steps closer to the concrete edge of the railing and lifts herself up, trying to climb onto it.

"Yah… Careful." instinct kicking in, your hands quickly hover just behind her back, just in case she slips but you don’t quite touch her. 

"I’m fine…" Jimin giggles, a little breathless as she finally manages to stand up on it. "...See?"

She looks down at you from her slightly higher spot, tilting her head as a grin paints her lips.

"You didn’t look… social enough. I took you for the total bookworm type. Like, you know, the kind who never talks to anyone, sits alone all the time… I almost felt bad for you."

You’re in no position to take offense. And it’s not entirely wrong. You do spend most of your time studying, keeping to yourself.

"Is it that bad?" you bite the inside of your cheek. "So why’d you pass me, then? Into the club?"

Jimin hums, balancing her energetic self on the railing again and rocking on her heels like she’s thinking it through.

"Honestly…? You looked awkward. Like… super awkward, but not in a bad way." she giggles to herself. "I just feel that you weren’t trying to impress anyone. And you seemed real, I figured you wouldn’t fake being nice to people."

"You got all that just from fifteen minutes?"

"And…" she drags it out. "you did say you want to turn your social life around, right?"

You think, leaning more into the railings and exhaling. It was something along that line. 

"I think so…?"

It sounded more certain back then. You remember saying it out a little louder than you meant. Being alone all the time had started to feel heavier than you thought. Jimin watches your expression and smiles.

"I think I can help you with that, the club too. It’s kind of what we do, you know?" her voice stays light as she playfully kicks your knee with her foot from where she’s standing.

"Just… be more active, okay? Don’t be scared. I’ll help."

"...Okay."

But even as you say it, you remind yourself, that this is just Jimin being Jimin. She’s like this with people all the time. Her personality makes it easy to pull them in without thinking too much. This is not rocket science and there’s nothing deeper behind it. You shouldn’t- no, you must not read into it. 

Because there are also moments that you never bring up, where Jimin only comes to you when there’s something needed, urgent and practical. And in those moments, everything else disappears, all gone like it never meant anything more. So you let out a quiet breath and look back at the water. Maybe you’re just lucky to be here tonight. That’s all there is to it.

…

"Mmm~"

The sound’s gentle, full of curiosity as if something’s just caught her attention. You look to the side and Jimin’s already staring at you, head tilted with that look on her face when she's trying to figure something out. What’s with this girl? All sentimental one moment and unpredictable the next.

"Something’s wrong?"

"You know…" she shifts closer on the high concrete, closer to you than before. "You could try something else."

"Something else?"

"Yes." She gestures a circle in the air. "The glasses."

"My glasses?"

"They suit you." she nods a little too eagerly. "But… you know, I feel like they kind of hide you too. In some way." Her hand starts to move before hesitating just short of your face. "…Can I?" 

It takes you a second, yet you know you’re never one to be able to resist that sweet of a voice.

"…Umm, sure."

Jimin gently slides your glasses off your face. She leans forward with her elbows bracing against the railing as she holds them up with both hands, like she’s analyzing something serious. Without your glasses, your vision blur and lights melt into streaks. You’ve had those glasses for a long while, since early high school, maybe. Rectangular. Boring. You did want something a little bit more hip, trendier but your parents always put function over appearance.

"Ah." Jimin tilts the frame slightly, squinting. "...They’re kinda dirty."

You notice it too, even without seeing clearly. Never go out with a baddie without cleaning your glasses, something to live by.

"It’s fine, I can-" You reach out but Jimin quickly pulls them back, smiling.

"Wait."

The girl lifts the edge of her cardigan sleeve and starts wiping the lenses carefully, just a little too much concentration for something with that many scratches. Shapes, blurry colors and the soft outline of her face are you can see of Jimin. But you know, if you could see her clearly right now, you’d probably be blushing even harder.

"You should clean them more often." she smiles, still wiping.

"Umm… I know."

A second later, she lowers the glasses and looks at them one more time. Then she lifts them to her own face.

"Hmm?"

The frame looks a little too big on her, sitting just a bit off but Jimin just simply doesn’t care. Her eyes widen dramatically as she looks around, playing it up.

"Oah… Is this how smart people see the world?"

You roll your eyes and turn away, both hands now over the railing. You’re not easily offended, only trying to hide the warmth which is getting a little too obvious. And if your ears are red too, then at least she can’t see all of it like this. Jimin laughs softly.

"Sorry, sorry." she still giggles. You shake your head lightly and without wasting a second, her short fingers come back into your blurry vision. The glasses are being placed back onto your face. The gesture is playful yet careful too, her touch warm as she adjusts the frame.

"Hold still…" she murmurs and leans a little more, smoothing the hair on the side of your head. This feels… nice.

"You’d look better with something rounder." Jimin suggests. "I actually saw something online the other day. Like, softer frames? I’ll send it to you later."

Clearing your throat, you can only fix your glasses and utter a few basic words.

"…Okay. Thank you."

Jimin doesn’t stop there.

"And maybe…" she circles a finger in the air, outlining your face. "You could try growing your hair out a bit? Instead of cutting it all the time."

"I don’t do that."

"Right~ Sure you don’t." she smirks, clearly not convinced. "And I know I’m not someone you have to listen to, but…" her voice raises toward the end. "…maybe try piercing your earlobe? "

You turn and look at her properly now, an amused smile on your face. That really does come out of nowhere.

"Really!?"

Like she’s just throwing the idea out there, Jimin hums. There’s something in the way her eyes twinkle before she just shrugs it off.

"Sure, I think it’d suit you. You already look good… you just don’t know it yet."

You don’t even get a second to process it. Jimin hops down from the railing with a little sound effect–a small, happy squeal. She lands and already moves, already somewhere else entirely.

"Ah- wait!" she turns back to you, eyes bright again. "Can you take pictures for me? It’s too pretty not to," she points at the river, the swaying blossoms. "My Instagram’s been so empty lately."

"…Uh- sure-"

Jimin’s already tugging your sleeve again and you let yourself be pulled. To be fair, who can reject that look on her face.

"Come on~"

Just a few steps down the path where the lights look better and the petals feel just right, Jimin lets go of your sleeve as she looks around, adjusting her position slightly.

"Here." she smiles, fixing her hair back. "Okay. Don’t make me look weird, alright?"

Golden lights from the bridge in the distance, the glow of the festival further back, cherry blossom trees overhead yet in the middle of it all, Jimin smiles and she doesn’t even need to try. 

She looks pretty just as always. The cardigan slips off her shoulders a little, hanging loose on the smooth lines of her dress. The dress itself fits her effortlessly, hugging her as it moves in the gentle breeze, blending into the night.

"Hold on…" you mutter, adjusting the angle. 

You take one, then another. Jimin laughs softly between shots, changing poses with not much effort. In the back of your mind, you know you should’ve seen this coming. Things are already complicated enough as they are. And still, you press the button again.

Tonight isn’t going to make anything easier, especially with how Jimin can look this soft one moment and leave you second-guessing everything the next.

────── ⋆⋅⋆ ──────

The bus stop is just somewhere outside campus, covered by a row of big trees. Students linger around lectures, some zooming to get home while others talk calmly, just waiting like it’s just another ordinary part of the day. You? You’re standing a little off to the side with your phone in one hand, the other hand in your jacket pocket. You’re staring, and it’s not nothing.

It’s the frame. A pair of round glasses spins around on your screen, the exact kind Jimin mentioned a week ago. They’re different from your current one–thinner rims, more modern. You scroll down, and up, and down, and finally tap the image again. Something like this shouldn’t matter too much, yet it’s been on your mind ever since Jimin sent it to you after the festival. 

A small reflection stares back at you, your current glasses a little off from how you pushed them up earlier. You adjust them.

"Fucking hell…" you sigh a little too loud, a few times already, but again. "400,000 won…"

It’s a little more than that, taxes exist. The frame sure does look good. No one can’t even deny that Jimin has taste. It only makes sense that she’d pick something like and you find it pretty. But four hundred!? Thousand won!? That’s not the kind of money you can just spend so freely. Your thumb swipes up and down, to the price then back up to the model. It doesn’t change the number. 

"Damn it…"

You close your eyes and tilt your head up, the same old frame falls crooked to the side. ‘You already look good… you just don’t know it yet’. 

"Stupid."

You know your ass can’t back down anymore. It’s dumb, and it’s worse that you even know yourself that it’s dumb. Whatever. You’ve checked the store location probably ten times last night, already mapping the route and calculating how much time you have before the club meeting tonight–before you see Jimin again. You’ve been seeing her more lately, through lectures and even the increasing amount of messages.

"Why am I so stupi-"

"Whatcha doing?"

You flinch so hard you almost fling at the voice with your phone.

"Fuck!"

A soft laugh breaks out and you turn back.

Minjeong stands there, maybe she’s been watching you for a while. One hard covers her lips as she giggles, shoulders shaking just a little. That oversized bag hangs off her shoulder again, always looking like it could swallow half her body. Minjeong’s always dressed simply, and now is no exception. White top, light brown pants, nothing flashy but it always suits her. 

"You’re insane, Minjeong-ah… Shit!"

"Sorry~ I had to. You looked so serious." pleased with herself, she tilts her head and eyes your phone. "What were you looking at anyway?"

As the adrenaline fades, you remember.

"It’s nothing," you cover the screen with your fingers. Minjeong leans in, confused.

"Yah, show me."

"It’s just- Nothing, I’m serious."

"Show me~"

She shoots it out, a small whine and she makes sure to drag it out just enough to be annoying… or enough to melt you down, like always.

"…Fine."

You finally turn the screen to Minjeong and she squints immediately as she takes in the image.

"Hmm? New frames?" she then glances up at you. Her eyes scan your face, your current glasses, then back to the screen again. "You’re getting a new one?"

You know you can’t keep brushing it off, especially with Minjeong. Admitting seems like the better choice anyway.

"Yes, I’m actually taking the bus to Seongsu to get it."

"Mm? Seongsu?"

 "I already booked it a few days ago," you try to sound more certain than you feel. "Just, you know, something new. Doesn’t hurt, right?"

"I see…" Minjeong nods slowly but the way her eyes squint a little tells you enough. "But are you sure? Isn’t that expensive?"

"It’s fine." you lie, scratching the back of your head and looking away. "I’ve saved up so it’s not that much." 

You do have money saved up, still, it hurts. Minjeong doesn’t look convinced. Almost immediately, she punches your bicep to make you look back at her. The concern is clearer now in her voice, despite her soft tone.

"Yah, really? Are you sure?"

You open your mouth but Minjeong cuts you off quickly.

"I know somewhere cheaper…" she smiles and her grip on the bag strap tightens. "They have similar styles too. You don’t have to splurge like that. I can show you, it’s not far from here." 

That moment, your mind splits. Jimin’s bright and bubbly, always pulling you into things you wouldn’t normally do. The girl says things like it’s nothing, making everything feel like maybe you could be more than what you’ve been, better than who you are right now.

And Minjeong’s right here. She’s always more of a grounded and realistic person. She notices before you even say anything, never one to let you spend money you don’t have without questioning it. She cares for you in ways that Jimin doesn’t. It would be easier to just go with Minjeong. But-

"It’s okay… I already planned it. I just wanna try something new."

Minjeong hums, the sound long enough for you to take in before she finally exhales, lips pulling into a subtle pout.

"You’re so stubborn."

"You’ve known me for a year and you’re just now figuring this out?"

That earns you a look.

"No. But you’ve been weird lately."

Weird? Your mind jumps at the word a little too fast. Does Minjeong know?

"Have I?" you try a fake laugh, hoping it sounds real.

"...Can I come with you?"

The question catches you a little off guard. Part of you lights up at the idea, having Minjeong next to you. The other part feels much more like fear. Is she just curious? Trying to figure out why you’ve been weird?

"You really want to? It’s gonna take a while."

Minjeong doesn’t hesitate, she smiles–that same smile you’ve known since the first day you met her. It always manages to make you feel some type of way, still does.

"It’s fine~ We’re both going to the club meeting tonight anyway, right?" Then her eyes widen as she gasped. Cute. "Don’t tell me you’re not going on the trip next week?!"

You remember the messages, it’s almost everyday. What to wear, what to eat, places she wanted to go, pictures she wanted to take. She’s been looking forward to the trip since it was first announced two months ago.

"What, silly?" you laugh. "Of course I’m going! What are you talking about?"

"Okay." Minjeong finally breathes, the tension leaving her face as quickly as it came before she smiles. "Then I’m coming with you."

It’s weirdly quiet for a Thursday afternoon, only a few students sit scattered here and there. Late sunlight shines through the window, soft with a yellow-ish shade all across the space, even catching Minjeong's hair. You take a seat near the back and Minjeong follows you like always, her oversized bag on her lap as she sits. A few minutes into the ride, you catch her side profile. The way she pursed her lips a little and how her lashes lower when she focuses.

You hate to admit it. But you have feelings for both of them.

Minjeong pulls you in differently. It started without you even noticing. You don’t even remember exactly when it started, just that you’ve always ended up next to her now. Every single group assignments, lectures, small things that turned into usual meetings. And no matter how much she denies it, Minjeong’s so pretty. That much is obvious. And you used to hate it when guys tried to hit on her. Welp, you still do.

And then there’s Jimin, who comes into your life a little unexpectedly. Someone like her, always bright, popular and gorgeous with… someone like you? It doesn’t make sense, at least to you.

You’ve always told yourself something simple, that if you ever fall for someone, it would be just one person. You hate the thought of being unfaithful, but life’s one hell of a ride and here you are. Things are never that simple, are they?

You feel a tap on your arm and you’re snapped out of it. Minjeong’s looking at you, her eyes soft when she offers one earphone to you, the other already in her ear. She doesn’t say anything and just waits, the corners of her lips pulled up only a little.

You smile and lean in like always. Minjeong puts it in for you before turning her attention back to her phone just as easily. You watch her scroll when a song catches your attention. You don’t even think, your hand already tapping on her phone.

"Really?"

"It’s good. And you know it."

Minjeong lets the song play and she adjusts the volume slightly. The bus sways a little, your shoulders brush, knees touching but neither of you does anything about it. When the chorus comes, she sings under her breath.

"너 하나에 이토록 아플 수 있음에 놀라곤 해 고단했던 하루, 나는 꿈을 꿔도 아파..."

It reminds you of the first time she ever did that, back when you weren’t even close yet. She caught herself halfway through and went quiet immediately, cheeks almost blazing. Now she doesn’t stop and just keeps going when you’re close.

"...너였다면 어떨-"

Right when the song prepares to get to the best part, you feel a buzz in your pocket. You’re already guessing who it is. And just like you predict, it’s Jimin who always shows up at the most unexpected times.

The photo fills your screen.

[katarinabluu] i just bought this toppp how do i look???

"Shit…" you don’t even know you smile, you don’t even know you said it.

Minjeong’s still swaying slightly in her seat when you look back to her side, singing under her breath. You look back down at the girl on her screen again and clear your throat subtly.

You hate yourself and how easy it is for your heart to react to both. It’s not supposed to be like this. So you exhale and lean back into your seat, letting the music fill the silence in your mind while the typing dot bubble appears on your screen.

What do you do now?

"Yeah, I know it's hard to believe," Chaery sighed, "but that's what he told me."

"God, he must be fucking stressed carrying all that pressure," said Lia, who was eating a green apple while cutting it into pieces with a knife.

"I'm not surprised Noze has her eyes on him," Yuna said, taking pieces of the apple from Lia as she cut them, "his work is impressive."

"That's true, but has he even seen the girls in person?" Yeji asked, going to sit next to Ryujin, who spread her legs to rest on top of Yeji's thighs.

"Obviously not," Chaery replied, "he's been busy with us all this time, this has to be a manager-nim thing."

"Fuck, I almost forgot he's close with Noze," Yeji clucked, "that's what we get for not pretending to stay stressed and irritated all the time, manager nim realized how helpful he was to us with his services. "

"Now those bitches are going to take him away," Yuna said with a disgusted tone, then spoke with a piece of apple in her mouth, "it's not fair."

"It certainly isn't, but it's not like we can do anything about it," Lia said, eating the last piece of apple, "it's still a job for him, after all, and it would be a great opportunity," they all nodded in agreement. 

"We can't do anything," Yeji reaffirmed, "however, we can do something for him in the meantime..." her face lit up with a mischievous smile.

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The tide at your job had been pretty flat that week, you took the whole weekend to be home, rest, and hang out with Chaery again on Sunday. This time your date had no interruption or inconvenience, you took her to your apartment, you had a nice lunch, you played board games and you watched random videos on Youtube until the time to take her back to her house came.

The road was undoubtedly a moment that you were going to treasure for many years, driving at night with Chaery, listening and singing your favorite songs, among which Ne-Yo's Because of You stood out. Your eyes were fixed on the road, but every moment you turned to see her you were met by a beautiful and happy face illuminated every few seconds by the streetlights. Few moments in your life had been as happy as that, she made you feel comfortable, she made your heart feel in the place where it always wanted to be, and you didn't know where all that wave of emotions and feelings was going to end, but what if you knew it was that you were willing to do whatever it took to not let it die.

However, the week following your second date with Chaery had started out anything but calm. It was Monday at 8 in the morning when you received a message of what you considered at that moment, it was Lucifer himself going for your neck: Noze, and she told you something that left you completely paranoid and lunatic for the rest of the week. The first had been a message of encouragement, telling you that you had been doing an excellent job and that she was certainly impressed, but the second was that there was one more test to pass.

That was not what made you paranoid, it was the fact that she told you that during that week a mystery client was going to visit the spa, she did not tell you who she was, or what day she was going, she just dropped that bombshell on you out of the blue, so that you could decide how to process and cope with that information.

As expected, you didn't swallow that information well at all. Throughout the week you seemed like a complete lunatic always looking to give the best deals and overexerting yourself with absolutely every single client that came with you. You were sure that it had become something strange for someone, but in your paranoia for not knowing who it was or receiving any kind of clue, you never thought about it.

That same week two separate clients arrived that made your head ache when you came home later. Kim Taeyeon, and Red Velvet's Yeri, both SM idols, labelmates with Aespa. In your head it was them, they had to be, you also thought it would be too obvious from Noze, but that didn't stop you from behaving like the lord of sex himself when the two of them presented themselves before you with their towels wrapped around their incredibly hot bodies. You did not know if they were the mystery clients, but what you were sure of was that they had left your spa room well satisfied and de-stressed. Yeri even allowed you to eat her tits as a thank you.

Friday finally arrived, that day when you knew that all your worries had disappeared and your mind would go to a completely different plane. That morning you did not stop looking at your phone, waiting for the long-awaited message that certainly did not take long to arrive. You got Yeji's text just as you were clocking in at work. She told you to go home as quickly as possible after leaving the spa, and also to bring a backpack with clothes to spend the whole weekend.

At that point you didn't even care if you passed the test or not, you were so stressed and tired that just thinking about spending the whole weekend with your current favorite girls was like a sunny day after the storm. You completed your day satisfactorily, a fairly normal day considering what you were used to lately, where more and more famous idols arrived, and you signed your departure time at the reception before collecting your things and driving directly to the girl's house.

You expected to notice something strange when you arrived, but curiously everything seemed too quiet and in order, you even noticed that the surroundings of the house were better cared for and maintained than before, they had cleaned up dead leaves, bushes and weeds, which before made it look like the house in the middle of a Silent Hill forest. There was also no trash of any kind, and all the walls had had a fresh paint job.

After parking the car and you got out to go inside, that's when you noticed the first big difference. Behind the glass door was a sky-blue rug that stretched in a path and around one of the hallways leading upstairs, suspiciously too similar to the same kind of rug you used at work. You frowned in confusion, and followed the path until you reached the corridor where it turned, meeting a pretty woman with shiny hair.

"Good afternoon sir," Lee Chaeyeon said in a polite and calm voice, dressed almost exactly the way the receptionist at your spa would dress, dark blue button-down scrubs and pants from the same color, "it's good that you have arrived."

"Uh… may I know what you're doing and why are you dressed like that?" you asked with a frown due to the confusion. Chaeyeon's hospitable little smile disappeared for a moment, she sighed.

"Please play along, the girls put a lot of effort into making something nice for you," she said, smoothing her uniform down with her hands and standing upright, hands behind her back. You already had an idea of what it was all about.

"Oh, okay okay," you nodded slowly, and then cleared your throat to face her again, "Good afternoon miss," you said back, and Chaeyeon returned to character.

"You have an appointment with the five hostesses of this establishment," she said, "may I take you to your room sir?"

"I'd be delighted, miss, please," you replied, smiling back at her.

"Follow me," Chaeyeon turned and started up the stairs, and you followed her.

You reached the second floor and immediately turned to take the following stairs to the third, the carpet continued to mark the way up there, you turned through a couple of corridors, until you reached the door of a room that you already had more than familiar with. It was the spa room.

"Are you going to join us, miss?" you asked, when she stopped in front of the door next to you.

"The hostesses did this between themselves exclusively for you, I have no place there," she said with her hands clasped on the pit of her stomach, "besides, I agreed to do this because my little sister asked me nicely, and I see how happy you make her. "

"Thank you so much, I'm sure it meant a lot to her," you smiled.

"Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye to me, okay?" she broke her character once more and grabbed you by the shirt to give you a little kiss on the lips.

"You know I never would," you winked at her.

"Yeah, you'd better," she let go of your shirt, and put her hand on the doorknob to open it wide, "your room, sir," Chaeyeon smiled, and took a step back.

The girls were waiting for you inside, standing side by side in nothing more than a sexy uniform black lingerie set for each of them, and both the bra, panties, and thigh-high stockings were see-through. The door closed behind you, and you were left alone with your five hostesses. The first one you saw was Chaery, who winked at you with a small smile on her face, you smiled back.

"All in us! Hello, we are ITZY," they greeted at the same time, making their typical hand sign before a bow.

"Hi!" you greeted back making a small bow, "thanks for having me."

"Thank you for coming to take our services, sir," Yeji said, hands clasped at her crotch.

"Should I explain what today's session will consist of?" Lia asked, looking at Yeji, who nodded, "Okay, we have a total of 4 stations, first we'll give you a handjob, then a blowjob, then you'll have access to our pussies, and finally we'll end with anal."

"I'm more than happy with that," you replied, scrutinizing the girls' bodies one by one, each one looking utterly hot and irresistible with the pieces of lingerie on.

"Should we start then?" Ryujin asked, clearly eager to get her hands on you.

"Yeah, undress him girls," Yeji ordered with a nod to you, and just like a pride of lions, they began to surround you as they undressed you.

Chaery made sure to take her place in front of you, making sure your eyes were on her as you pulled down your pants and she took off your shirt. You wanted to kiss her, but she stopped you.

"Nuh-uh," Chaery put a finger to your lips, pulling you back a few inches from her face, "you're not supposed to kiss me, darling, not yet at least," she giggled, then knelt down in front of you along with the other girls and they lowered your boxer shorts with a single pull.

"Lie here, sir, face down," Yeji said, the girls stood up, and when she removed the towel covering the mattress, you saw the same damn hole from last time there. It was that again.

"Oh shit..." you muttered, and took a few steps forward to stand next to the bed, you stared into Yeji's eyes for a moment, and she couldn't help but flash an evil smile. You did as you were told, and lay face down on the bed, making sure that your cock and balls had gone through the hole.

"Go ahead girls," Yeji ordered, and you watched as Lia and Chaery crawled under the bed.

"Don't worry darling, we're not like Yeji, we'll take good care of you," Lia said, and Yeji frowned, not expecting that roast. You smiled, holding back a laugh.

You didn't have time to say anything when you felt the first hand wrap around your still flaccid cock, and seconds later, another one went to your balls to cradle and massage them slowly and carefully. You didn't know whose hand each hand belonged to, but you did notice an obvious difference in the treatment they gave you compared to the one Yeji gave you. Despite trying to be careful, Yeji simply could not put aside that rudeness and coarseness that characterized her, instead, Lia and Chaery being the ones who appreciated you the most, made their hands feel as if they were lined with the softest of wool.

The hand around your cock began to move slowly, gradually making it completely hard while the other hand was replaced with a mouth, which doled out little kisses and licks on your balls. You felt how they switched places when you felt a different hand around your cock, but you also stopped feeling the kisses on your balls. Now one hand was holding the base of your shaft with two fingers while the other moved slowly from the tip to the middle.

The hand that was stroking you separated and immediately after you heard a spit, that hand returned to your cock, and began to spread saliva as it moved with more and more intensity. You gasped, already starting to feel tingles all over your body. There was another change, and now you felt the other hand move much faster than the other, which returned to your balls to squeeze and caress.

Your slippery cock was already throbbing between hand and hand, and your constant panting let them know they were doing an outstanding job. Soon the delicacy disappeared, and the two of them just concentrated on making you feel your best with quick and precise movements whose main intention was nothing more than to make you release a thick and powerful load.

You no longer even bothered trying to guess who was masturbating you at what time, you just closed your eyes, clenched your fists and pursed your lips between small grunts as Chaery and Lia gave you one of the best handjobs you could ever receive. Your blood began to pump towards your cock, and you saw fit to let them know you were about to cum.

"Girls, I'm so fucking close," you said against your clenched teeth, and soon you felt a pair of tongues press against the tip of your cock as they used their hands to stroke it quickly.

A few seconds passed when between frantic strokes your load began to shoot out in thick spurts against the tongues of Lia and Chaery, who took turns taking a little more of your cum each, as you moaned loudly since they continued moving their hands rapidly through your orgasm. It wasn't until your cum stopped coming that they stopped, and you let out a deep breath.

Lia and Chaery came out from under the bed, and you saw them with their mouths and chins smeared with little strips of white liquid, which they wiped away with the backs of their hands.

"Was the first phase satisfactory for you, sir?" Lia asked, licking her lips, "you came a lot."

"Fuck… yes, yes I did," you sighed, feeling your cock still throb slightly.

"Then you'll enjoy the second phase even more," Yuna chimed in, exchanging knowing glances with Ryujin, "could you stand up over here sir, please?"

"Sure, but could you give me a second? I need a breather," you propped yourself up on your elbows, then ran a hand through your hair.

"Sorry sir, breaks have no place in this spa," Ryujin said with a false wail, "as you understand, we have limited time," what a fucking liar, you didn't have limited time, they didn't even count the minutes.

"... As you say, Shin Ryujin," you said after a little silence as you sighed, then got off the bed, and stood in the middle of the room. Lia and Chaery stepped back with their hands clasped across their bellies, giving way to Yeji, Yuna, and Ryujin, "Wait, can Yuna be in the middle?" you asked before they crouched down, not wanting to give Yeji the spotlight you knew she wanted.

"Uh… sure, sir," Yeji snorted, trading places with Yuna.

With their positions established, the girls got down on their knees in front of you. Ryujin on the left, Yuna in the middle, and Yeji on the right. Yuna started taking your semi-hard, still slippery cock and brought the tip of it directly into her mouth, without any kind of foreplay or warning. She sucked just the tip, swirling her tongue around it and moving her lips just the necessary inches until your cock returned to full hardness.

Ryujin and Yeji got in on the action too, with wet little kisses and licks on either side of your shaft as Yuna took more and more inches of your cock into her warm mouth. You gasped, placing each hand on Ryujin's and Yeji's heads as your erection slowly filled with their saliva. Yeji moved to your balls, and Ryujin followed seconds later, each taking one of your balls into her mouth to apply slow sucks and licks that made you gasp for breath.

Yuna deemed it the opportune moment to take more than half of your shaft into her mouth, you locked gazes with her, and she gave you a mischievous wink before beginning to slowly pump her head. Meanwhile, Ryujin and Yeji were making sure your balls were really drenched, also using her tongues to stimulate them and the back of your shaft as Yuna moved her head back with each pump.

It didn't take long for your mind to completely weaken thanks to the deadly combination that was playing with your cock at that moment, Yuna had improved a lot since the last time she gave you head, and Ryujin and Yeji knew more than well how to use their abilities, that never changed.

Yuna continued to pump her head faster and faster for a few long seconds until she pulled you out of her mouth, grabbing your cock at the base to press it against your abdomen and kiss the back of it.

"Do you like it that way, sir?" Yuna asked seductively, rubbing the tip of your cock up and down before joining Ryujin and Yeji in licking and kissing your balls and the rest of your shaft.

"I don't have to answer that question, brat," you gasped, as the three of them coordinated to lick you from base to tip, where they met to swirl their tongues in a triple kiss with your cock in the middle. You moaned out loud, tensing your entire body at the whirlwind of pleasure you were experiencing.

"Actually yes," Ryujin said, as Yuna and Yeji kissed with your dick between, "otherwise we'll have to change the method, sir," she gave a mischievous little smile.

"Don't you even fucking dare," you growled, your breath getting heavier, "yeah, I love it that way, just keep going."

"Oh of course daddy," Ryujin didn't mind going out of character just to tell you that, and in a slight act of selfishness, she took your cock and removed it from Yuna and Yeji's mouths to now take it inside hers.

Ryujin brought her lips almost to the base of your cock, and started pumping her head frantically giving you a messy and extremely rough blowjob, but it still felt so fucking good. You moaned, holding Ryujin's head while Yuna and Yeji just watched intently as she devotedly slurped your cock.

"Hey! Don't be a selfish bitch!" Yeji protested, as Yuna sucked and licked your balls and Ryujin pretended not to hear her, "I want to too!" You couldn't help but smile for a moment, knowing that you had done well not to leave her in the middle.

After a few seconds Ryujin gave you a short deep throat, which made you growl and throw your head back, at that moment, she finally took you out of her mouth to give someone else's turn. Yuna tried to take you again, but Yeji was faster and she directly caught you with her mouth without even grabbing you first.

Already having you inside her mouth, the first thing Yeji did was take you directly to her throat, keeping eye contact with you at all times while her nose rested against your pubis. She showed no gag reflex, and after a few long seconds, she took you out of her mouth with a strong gulp of air as she furiously masturbated you. While Yeji rested, Yuna took the opportunity to suck on your dick for a few seconds, but soon Yeji stopped her to replace her mouth with hers.

"Daddy, are you going to paint our pretty faces with that delicious fucking load?" Yuna asked with a sexy and innocent tone seeing how you had your mouth ajar as you panted, "I bet you must be very close," she also didn't mind breaking her character at that moment.

The overload of stimuli didn't allow you to answer Yuna's question, just like Ryujin, Yeji was sucking on your dick frantically with long and quick movements of her neck, letting the saliva spill from her mouth straight down her thighs. Yuna was certainly right, you were too close to cumming, but you didn't have enough mental strength to announce it out loud, so you just made a hand sign that Yeji immediately knew how to interpret.

"Oh yeah, daddy is going to paint our pretty faces," Yeji stated, pulling you out of her mouth and placing her hands on her thighs with her tongue sticking out. Ryujin did the same as Yeji, and they both came together towards the center while you quickly stroked your cock in search of your orgasm.

"Huh? He's not your daddy, fucking sl-" Yuna was about to complain to Yeji, but at that moment she was interrupted by the long and thick strips of cum that came from your cock. She completely forgot what she was going to say and joined Ryujin and Yeji to receive your load, which you distributed between each of their faces between loud moans.

You made sure that their faces were painted with your cum as evenly as possible, most of your load falling on their tongues and noses. Once you had emptied your balls again, the three girls swallowed the accumulated cum on their tongues and plunged into your cock to leave it clean and shiny, taking turns taking you inside their mouths.

"Oh god, I'm going to miss swallowing your cum so bad, sir," Ryujin said, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, giving you a mischievous smile.

"You..." you looked at Yeji, "did you really call me daddy?" you asked with a teasing smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about, stop slandering me," she huffed, licking her lips to get to her feet.

"You called him daddy indeed," Yuna said with a hint of jealousy.

"Shut up, slut," Yeji snapped, "you two," she pointed at Chaery and Lia, who had been watching the whole thing in utter silence with thighs clenched together and legs twitching slightly. You already knew them well enough to know how horny they were.

"You don't even have to say it," Lia interrupted, taking a step forward and pushing her to get in front of you. Chaery rushed in to join too, and nudged Lia away with her forearm only to cup your face in her hands and kiss you first, "Agh I almost did!" Lia complained, somehow knowing that this was going to happen.

You wrapped your arms around Chaery's toned little body, still covered by the sexy, tight lingerie set she was wearing that you were eager to take off. She moaned against your lips as you shared a fiery kiss, your hands caressing her back and then down to her ass, giving each cheek a hard squeeze. You felt another set of hands on Chaery's body, but it was just Lia, who was helping you remove all of Chaery's lingerie while you focused on her lips.

When Chaery's body was naked in your arms your hands went to her ass once more, only to bring one hand between her buttocks and rub her pussy and her butthole with your two fingers. Not wanting to be left out but wanting to help both of you, Lia took your cock with one hand and began to rub it up and down against Chaery's pussy, which felt extremely wet. It took her a few long seconds, but finally your cock was fully hard again, your tip moving up and down between her folds.

"Okay stop, please fuck me honey," Chaery begged, rubbing her thigh between your legs.

"Yeah, go ahead sir, it's time for you to enjoy your next station," said Lia who was now standing behind you, giving you a little kiss on the shoulder blade.

"God, am I in heaven?" you asked, looking at the ceiling, and then meeting Chaery with a smirk.

With your arms around Chaery's body, you lifted her up into the air causing her to wrap her legs around your torso, and you sat her on the lower edge of the massage bed. Chaery spread her legs wide and leaned back with her elbows resting on the mattress, she watched you intently, as you took your cock and slowly rubbed it up and down between her folds, and with a subtle movement of your hips forward, you slid your cock inch by inch into the pussy you were lately addicted to.

"Fuck!" Chaery moaned, pursing her lips and throwing her head back, "I'm the one in heaven," your cock completely disappeared into her folds, you gasped, feeling the silkiness of her pussy walls caress your shaft from every angle.

"Hey, stop making me jealous, I know his dick is amazing," Lia said, climbing onto the massage bed with Chaery to sit behind her and caress her hair while watching how you were balls deep inside Chaery.

"Hey, don't be jealous darling, you'll have some dick soon too," you winked at her and she blushed, then concentrated on cradling Chaery's face in her hands as you held on to her waist and began to rock slowly back and forth.

"Fuck, I wish I could go with you on that stupid plane," Chaery moaned, watching your cock slide all the way in and out of her pussy. She leaned her back against Lia's abdomen, letting her play with her tits and her pretty nipples. You brought a hand to her face, inserting your two fingers, with which you were rubbing her pussy before, into her mouth.

"Quiet sweetheart, just enjoy the moment," you said, biting your lip as she sucked and licked your fingers into her mouth. You rested your free hand on her left thigh, squeezing the soft flesh between your fingers and giving her pussy faster and faster thrusts.

"Sweetie, please fuck her with all your might," Lia asked you, her mouth agape, her brow furrowed with excitement and her cheeks flushed, "my pussy is dripping and I need something inside me as soon as possible," you looked into Chaery's eyes, her expression imploring you to fuck her like you always did, with love and sensuality, but Lia was right, and you didn't want to keep her waiting so long. 

"I'll take you home later, baby, don't worry," you winked at her, took your fingers out of her mouth and clung to her tight waist with both hands. Chaery held on to Lia's thighs, which were now on either side of her body, and she pursed her lips to stifle a loud squeal as you began pounding her pussy fast and hard.

Chaery arched her back and covered her mouth with her hand, moaning against it as you pumped in and out of her pussy harder than any time you'd fucked her before. A small bead of sweat ran down your temple, which then fell on your cock and joined the rest of the fluid inside her pussy. It was obvious that she wasn't used to that roughness because at first she had a small wince, but as the seconds passed her face relaxed and turned into one of pure pleasure.

Lia kept playing with Chaery's tits while she shook in her arms with each of your thrusts. You brought both of your hands from her waist to hers thighs, pressing them back and using all your mileage to fuck her as hard as you could, making the bed shake as well. Chaery tensed her thighs under your fingers, and also slightly lifted her pelvis in an omen of what would be her imminent orgasm.

"That's it honey, don't stop," Lia gasped as well, then leaned forward to help you rubbing Chaery's clit with her index and middle fingers, while your cock hammered into her pussy, "your girlfriend is so close to cumming, drive her crazy."

The word 'girlfriend' made you and Chaery blush in the midst of all the frenzy, you and she stared at each other, and it only took a slight nod of your head for her to explode around your cock. Her body went crazy between spasms and screams, you considerably lowered the pace of your pumping, and she, despite writhing in Lia's arms, sought every possible space to look into your eyes while her orgasm passed.

"I never thought I'd see Chaeryeongie being fucked this hard, what an accomplishment," Ryujin said from the corner of the room next to Yeji and Yuna, who were watching everything between small smirks.

"So girlfriend huh?" Yeji teased, raising an eyebrow, followed by a giggle.

"Shut up bitches," Lia snapped, laying Chaery down on the bed and then getting off, standing facing the opposite edge, "if you want to tease him, do it later, I need that cock inside me."

You had a hard time getting the blush off her cheeks, Chaery just kept looking into her eyes, and when you got out of her pussy, you couldn't help but stand next to her and lean down to kiss her forehead.

"Awww!" Yeji, Ryujin and Yuna said at the same time, putting their hands to their mouths. You didn't know if it was genuine tenderness or just trying to get on your nerves. You rolled your eyes, and went to stand behind Lia.

"Hey, you look like an idiot," she said, looking at you over her shoulder, you were still blushing, and with her right hand she gave you a small slap on one of your cheeks, "you make it very easy for them."

"Do I need to remind you that it is your fault?" You pressed your erect cock against her lower back, and she leaned her torso onto the bed, pressing her chest into the mattress and leaving her juicy ass exposed to you.

"I'm not to blame for anything, I was just stating the obvious," she said, "now put that dick in there, you're torturing me."

"And I would keep doing it if it wasn't for the fact that I’m crazy about you," you took your cock and rubbed it a few times between her buttocks, brushing your tip against her wet pussy.

"Wait, you wha-" you didn't even let her speak as you slid with one firm thrust inside her, "Oh fuck!" she moaned, clutching the sides of the bed, and you gasped as you felt her silky smooth pussy again.

"Exactly what you heard, don't ask," you said, brushing her blonde hair off her back and tucking it behind her right shoulder, allowing you to see every inch of her pretty back.

After doing that, you placed your right hand on her lower back and after a few seconds letting her ass rest against your pelvis, you began to move your hips back and forth slowly, stretching Lia's walls with every single inch of your manhood, she looked over her shoulder at you and moaned, as she felt your cock caressing her inside.

"So you're crazy about me huh?" she asked between moans, with a seductive and sexy tone before biting her lower lip, "it's because I'm the only one who treats you like the sweet boy that you are and not like a sex toy, right?"

"You're not the only one, but fuck yeah, and I love that," you gasped, looking into her eyes and then watching as your cock disappeared between her round buttocks.

"It's because you're the sweetest boy ever, honey," she pulled her back up to press against your chest, you wrapped an arm around her neck to hold her upright, and she turned her head to meet your lips.

"You telling me that only turns me on more, Julia," you gasped mid-kiss, moving your hips faster and faster and causing your pelvis to slam into her ass with each single pump.

"Then you should fuck me like only you can, honey," she moaned, biting your lower lip and holding on to your forearm with both hands as you pounded into her pussy.

You pulled away from the kiss and put a hand on her back to lean her body back against the bed, then grabbed her left leg and pulled her knee up onto the bed. She stared at you, and you gave her left ass cheek a spicy spank that made it jiggle like jelly, Lia moaned louder, and then put your right hand on her waist to fuck her now with all your might, pumping your cock in and out of her dripping pussy from that hot new angle.

Chaery, who had her head on the side of Lia's, turned to cup her face with both hands and kiss her, Lia muffled her moans against Chaery's lips, and you gave her ass another hard spank that made her squeal. Second by second your body began to fill with a light layer of sweat due to the intense movements of your hips. Seeing the hot scene of Chaery and Lia sharing a sensual tongue kiss made you grunt with pleasure, which instinctively led you to spank her other butt cheek.

Lia's ass was full of bright red marks on both sides, and just like Chaery a few minutes ago, she was holding on to the black-haired girl with both arms while you pounded her pussy at full throttle. You could have been watching them kiss all day, but you needed to make Lia cum as soon as possible, and in order to do that, you grabbed a handful of her blonde hair in your dominant hand and yanked it back, pulling her away from Chaery's lips and making her scream.

Lia's entire body began to jerk with each slam of your pelvis against her ass, and once again she clung tightly to the side edges of the bed. Your hand went to her waist as the other continued to pull back her hair, and it wasn't long before Lia smacked the side of the bed hard as her orgasm electrified her from head to toe.

You released her hair, letting her seek refuge in Chaery as you now clung to her waist with both hands, very pumping slowly in and out of her pussy as she sailed through her orgasm with intense spasms and shrieks. Her silky pussy choked your cock with her tight walls, and you had no choice but to pull out of her before you came.

"You're both going to get my load, come here," with your cock in hand, you stood on the side of the bed, Chaery and Lia's faces just below, one with her body to the right and the other to the left. They both stuck out their tongues, and after a few seconds of rapidly rubbing your cock, you came all over her pretty, exhausted faces.

You made sure that most of your charge landed inside their tongues, intentionally feeding more of it to Chaery, who gobbled it all up as did Lia. The rest of their faces, from their noses to their cheeks were covered with thick white liquid.

"Thank you for thinking of both of us, you're so sweet, honey," Lia told you with a smirk and then she winked at you.

"Why don't you help each other to get clean?" you asked, looking at Chaery, who bit her lip and nodded.

They both settled so that they were kneeling on the bed facing each other, and in a scene that you were sure would never be erased from your head, they began kissing and licking each other's faces to clean and share your cum between their mouths.

"Damn, that's fucking hot, I'm not going to lie," Ryujin said from behind you, "but it's about time our client got their last station, girls," she waved at Chaery and Lia, who glared at her before helping each other off the bed and going to rest.

"Sir, I hope you don't mind that my two colleagues are inexperienced in anal," Yeji said standing next to you, already completely naked with her lower back resting against the edge of the bed and a bottle of massage oil in hand.

"Not at all, it'll be quite fun," you smiled, watching as Yeji was joined by Ryujin and Yuna, also stark naked next to each other.

"Do you need to get some rest, sir?" Yuna asked, standing in front of you and caressing your shoulders, "you look quite exhausted."

"Fuck, I am," you sighed, looking at your limp, fluid-soaked cock.

"How about preparing us for what's to come while your cock rests for a few minutes?" Ryujin said, spreading out a large towel on the floor and getting down on her hands and knees on it, with her ass facing you.

"That's not a bad idea at all, actually," Yeji said, shoving the bottle of massage oil into your hand and then moving closer to your ear, "you know what to do, big boy," she whispered, and went to get on her hands and knees next to Ryujin. Yuna followed them, landing on Yeji's right.

You knelt behind them, Yeji's ass just in front, Ryujin's on the left and Yuna's on the right. You opened the bottle of massage oil, and in a patient job, you began to lubricate each of their asses as best you could, leaving the three pairs of buttocks shiny and slippery.

"I'm," you said, giving Ryujin a very hard spank making her moan, "gonna start," now the spank went to Yeji, who let out a small squeak, "from left to right," the last spank went to Yuna, who just looked over her shoulder at you and frowned in pleasure, "understood?"

"Yes sir!" They all said in unison, all three leaning on their forearms with their backs arched and their asses perfectly raised and appetizing to you.

With that being said, you started with the fun part. You filled your fingers with oil and started dilating her buttholes one by one, Ryujin took it perfectly like the good slut she was, you used three of your fingers at all times with her, and you were surprised how easy it was to get her used to it. Yeji was already more than an expert at it, so you didn't have to spend too much time with her. The real challenge for you was Yuna, who wouldn't stop complaining and whining when you were only using one finger, with the passing of the seconds she gained confidence, and you ended up using three fingers with her as well as with the other two. She had been the one who had complained the most, but for some reason you felt that she would end up enjoying it more than Ryujin.

"Alright, are you ready, fucking slut?" you asked Ryujin, kneeling behind her with your already fully hard cock between her buttocks.

"I'm always ready for your cock, daddy," she winked at you, and rocked her ass from side to side, playing with your cock.

You put a hand on her waist to keep her still, then with your free hand you took your cock and positioned the tip of it in her butthole, rubbing it a few times before pressing forward with your hips. Ryujin tried to play tough when your cock began to slide into her ass, but when half of it was already inside her, she couldn't help but groan with a little squeal of pain.

"You said you were always ready, right?" Yeji teased, playing Ryujin's chin with her fingers, "take that cock, you fucking bitch."

Ryujin seemed to take that as a challenge, as her countenance completely changed to a serious and concentrated one.

"Put it all inside me, now," Ryujin ordered, looking into your eyes.

"I'm certainly not going to say no," you said, and with your hands on her waist, you drove the rest of your cock deep into her ass with a single thrust. Ryujin growled and clenched her fists, her eyes closed and her face wrinkled.

"That's a good girl," Yeji said with a wicked smirk.

Wanting to test her, you started pumping in and out of her butthole, not too fast but not too slow either, just at the perfect pace to start warming up as she got used to having something so thick inside her ass.

"Oh my fucking god," Ryujin moaned through pursed lips, "it hurts, but I have to admit this feels good."

"You'll feel even better when the pain goes away," Yeji assured.

"It's already going away, actually..." Ryujin stared into your eyes as you began to pump your cock slightly faster in and out of her ass, your hands gliding in circles on her butt cheeks between little squeezes, "and fuck, I can understand why you love it so much."

"And you enjoy it more when someone else plays with your pussy..." Yeji gave a mischievous smile, reaching under Ryujin's body and reaching for her pussy, rubbing up and down her folds before inserting her two fingers inside her.

"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me!" Ryujin dropped her face against the towel, and soon began to whimper with her two holes being fucked faster and faster.

It didn't take much effort for you and Yeji to work together and drive Ryujin crazy. You spanked her again, and then planted your feet on either side of her knees, now hammering her ass up and down with strong pumps, while Yeji finger-fucked her pussy with frantic movements of her wrist.

From that position it was easy for you to lean forward a bit to grab fistfuls of Ryujin's hair with both hands, pulling her head back hard. She started moaning like crazy, and for the first time in your memory, you had managed to make her cry with pleasure.

"Come on bitch, cum on daddy's dick and on my fingers," Yeji said in Ryujin's ear, pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of her pussy, while you kept a firm grip on her hair and a constant aggressive pump against her butthole.

Ryujin squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on her own pleasure, letting herself be carried away by her body until she was completely still and silent, a fact that preceded the strongest and most violent orgasm you had seen her have since you knew her. You released her hair, letting her face fall back against the towel. You didn't notice it at first, but once her orgasm passed and you came out of her ass, you saw that the towel under you, Yeji's hand and wrist were completely drenched from a Ryujin squirt that you couldn't see.

"Holy shit, you did like it, right?" you asked amused, with your breath agitated while you looked at Ryujin and she looked at you out of the corner of her eye, with her eyes full of tears and her messy hair.

"Yeji had a lot to do with it... but fuck yeah daddy," she closed her eyes, concentrating on regulating her breathing and swallowing hard after you'd destroyed her ass.

"Speaking of Yeji, are you ready, ma’am?" you asked, looking at her.

"Actually, I think I'll give my turn to Yuna," Yeji looked at her as she just looked at you and Ryujin with a worried face.

"Oh yes? And why is that?" you asked, you didn't expect Yeji to give her turn to anyone.

"Our pretty maknae must try getting fucked in the ass, right?" She cocked her head at her looking at you, "I wouldn't want to make her wait that long."

"Mmm, I understand," you nodded, looking at her with some suspicion before looking at Yuna, "are you ready, princess?"

"Not quite, but if you promise to be patient with me, let's do it," she sighed, and you were about to kneel behind her to take her like that, but she stopped you, "uhm… I want to see you, can I?"

"Of course baby," you let her roll over and lie on her back, spreading her legs wide for you and playing nervously with her hands on her chest.

"I know it's easy to say, but you need to breathe really well and relax," Yeji said, lying on his side to Yuna's side, leaning on her elbow.

"You better not say anything, okay? You make me more nervous," Yuna said, taking a deep breath, watching you position yourself between her legs with your cock in your hand.

"Hey, just trust me, you'll like it," you told her with your free hand resting on her flat, toned abdomen, "here I come."

You repeated the same as with Ryujin, pressing the tip of your cock against her butthole and pushing forward as slow and steady as you could. Yuna let out a small cry when only your tip was inside her, and she placed a hand on your lower abdomen to stop you.

"Fuck, it feels so different to your fingers," Yuna was already starting to breathe harder than normal, "be careful."

"I'm being careful, Yuna," you said, looking into her eyes, "you're too tense, calm down."

It was a constant tug of war for a few minutes in which you were extremely patient, but thanks to your perseverance, soon your cock was completely inside Yuna's incredibly tight ass. Every single inch.

"Oh my fucking god," Yuna clung tightly to your wrist, still assimilating that she had something so big up her ass, "Oh my fucking god!" she screeched, bringing her other hand to her mouth.

"The hardest part is over, pretty girl," Yeji affectionately caressed Yuna's hair as a reward, "now just enjoy it little by little."

And she certainly did. You placed one of her hands on her waist and the other on her hand, holding her firmly to give her confidence as you began to move slowly in and out of her. Her grimace was one of pain at first, and at a certain moment you thought she was going to tell you to stop, but just like Ryujin, the pain disappeared as soon as she expected it, that's when she realized that your cock was hitting sensitive places for her that she would never have known she had until now.

"Fuck daddy..." she moaned through her mouth, gasping as she watched your cock move in and out of her butthole faster with each passing second, "I didn't know this was going to feel so fucking good!" she arched her back slightly, and you let go of her hand to now place both on each side of her small waist.

"I told you," Yeji said with a giggle, giving Yuna pecks on the temple and discreetly playing with her tits and her pretty nipples. At first it was just that, but as you fucked Yuna's ass harder, her hand discreetly went down from her tits to her abdomen, finally reaching her wet pussy, that's when you realized her true intentions.

"You're fucking amazing, Hwang Yeji," you just said with a laugh, before concentrating on frantically pounding Yuna's tight ass.

"Oh yeah? Why am I amazing?" she asked, bringing two fingers to her mouth and then taking them to Yuna's pussy, where she rubbed her folds and also began to rub her clit little by little. You didn't even answer. The reality was that Yeji had given her turn to Yuna just to make her cum quickly so that you wouldn't have time to cum. She was making sure that she herself was the recipient of your load.

"Don't fucking stop daddy!" Yuna moaned loudly, going crazy as your cock hit every sensitive spot inside her ass and as Yeji knowing her so well also rubbed her pussy in a way that was perfect for her liking, "I can't believe how fucking good that cock feels inside my tight little ass!"

Yeji went from rubbing her pussy to now taking those two fingers inside her, she had no mercy on her, moving her wrist as fast as she could to fuck her pussy while you complemented your thrusts with two hands on the maknae's neck. Yuna's face was completely distorted with pleasure, and she could no longer even produce a sound from the firm grip of your fingers around her neck.

You didn't think it was possible, but Yuna's ass tightened even more around your cock, you growled, and squeezed her neck harder as you and Yeji fucked her two holes as fast and hard as you could. Yuna clung to both of your wrists, and seconds after her orgasm hit her as hard or even harder than Ryujin. Her entire slender body jerked and she began to spasm violently beneath you, Yeji immediately pulled her fingers out of her pussy, letting you slowly fuck her through her orgasm.

"That dick sure is magical, huh?" Yeji teased, kneeling to one side of you and reaching between your legs to cradle your balls and squeeze them gently as you gave Yuna the last few thrusts. You removed your hands from Yuna's neck, letting her take a long breath of air.

"Fuck... I really regret not trying this sooner," Yuna moaned under her breath, watching your cock come out of her ass, "I might develop a fixation now," she looked into your eyes, biting her lip and giggling.

"Then I hope my cock will always be the owner of this tight little ass," you slumped forward in front of her, placing your hands on either side of her head to place a small kiss on her lips.

"Of course, daddy," she agreed with a smile, "I was all yours before."

"Blah blah blah whatever," Yeji said from the side of you, "it's my turn daddy."

"He's not your daddy!" Yuna exclaimed with a frown.

"Aha, whatever you say slut," as you knelt up Yeji put her hands on your shoulders and pushed you back, you fell backwards out of the towel, and like a skilled cat, she straddled you, pinning you to the ground, "hope you don't mind me taking control this time daddy."

"Not at all, but you have to stop calling me that before Yuna scalps you," you laughed, placing your hands on her waist.

"Gosh," she snorted, rolling her eyes, "you're so boring," Yeji planted both feet on either side of your hips, cupping your cock with one hand to straighten it up and press it against her butthole. Within seconds she was completely impaled on your cock, "Oh fuck yeah honey," she moaned throwing her head back with a sexy smile and eyes closed.

You both moaned in unison, and instinctively your hands went to her perky tits to cup and squeeze them hard. Yeji began to move her hips slowly up and down, hitting your pelvis hard with her ass every time she pushed down. She placed her hands on the sides of your abdomen, slightly digging her nails into your skin and staring into your eyes before beginning to move faster.

"You should be up more often," you gasped, as you stared at each other with lust and desire, "you look fucking sexy being in charge."

"True?" she tilted her head, tossing all her hair to that side to lean her body forward and start to give you little kisses, "I don't know why they say I have delusions of grandeur," she murmured between kisses, as she bounced faster and faster against your cock.

"I won't comment on that," you smirked, bringing your hands to her buttocks as her hips rocked up and down harder than she had a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, you better not do it and give my ass that fucking load," she said pulling away from your lips to look into your eyes, mere inches from your face. She pulled you out of her butthole, only to turn her back to you and get into the exact same position, only this time you got a better look at her pretty buttocks.

Yeji impaled herself on your cock again, which you saw disappear between her buttocks straight to the bottom of her ass. She rested her hands on your thighs, and in a matter of seconds she resumed the hard bouncing of her ass against your pelvis. The room was filled with the sounds of meat colliding, and you graced it with sharp spanks to each of her buttocks, which made her squeal and dig your nails into her thighs.

You were already conditioned by your turns with Ryujin and Yuna, so you weren't going to be able to hold your ecstasy for much longer, especially considering that Yeji was putting all of her soul and dedication into jumping on your dick. You weren't sure how close she was to her orgasm, but you wanted to make sure, and in order to do that, you grabbed her shoulders to make her lean back, she rested her hands on your chest, and all her hair fell in your face, but you didn't care.

"Huh? What are you doing?" she asked between moans, but you didn't answer, and you brought a hand between her legs straight to her pussy as she continued to jump frantically on your cock. You decided that the best thing was to give her her own medicine, so you rubbed your fingers a couple of times between her folds, feeling how wet and lubricated she was before putting your two fingers inside her pussy, "Oh you motherfucker!" she complained, yelling at the ceiling.

Then a fierce war began between you, her jumping as hard and rough as she could on your cock and you moving your wrist as fast as you could, fucking her pussy while your cock did wonders in her ass.

"Two can play the same game, whore," you smirked, holding onto her waist with your free hand.

"You cheating bastard!" she whimpered, clearly going crazy with pleasure but not wanting to lose her pride.

"Shut up and cum with me," you growled, squeezing hard around her waist and pumping your fingers in and out of her pussy.

Despite being stubborn, Yeji took each of your orders always and without question, so it took a few seconds until she exploded against both your fingers and your cock. Her nails dug even more painfully into your chest, and her shrieks were so loud that even Yuna and Ryujin to one side of you covered their ears. Just seconds after Yeji reached her ecstasy you followed her, and without announcing anything to her, you planted your feet on the floor and gave her ass a hard upward thrust, starting to shoot all your thick load inside her butthole between loud moans.

"Holy fuck yes!" she growled, feeling her ass being filled with your cum, "give me all that load, fuck!" she dropped her back against your chest relinquishing control to you, which you used to move your hips up and down while letting every drop of your seed inside her.

Seconds ticked by, and as your ecstasy wore off, you pulled your cock out of her ass so that all of her cum poured out in a thick waterfall.

"Girls, come clean up," you said to Ryujin and Yuna, who got up quickly to do your bidding, they got down on their hands and knees, leaning forward between your legs to collect all your accumulated cum on your pubes and still pouring out of Yeji's ass, which they also kissed and licked without hesitation.

"Fuck, be careful, I'm still very sensitive," Yeji complained, grabbing both of their heads.

"I would have loved to have that load for myself, but you're a fucking cheater," Ryujin said to her, and Yuna nodded.

"Oh come on, you're too whiny!" Yeji defended, sitting on your abdomen, "you have to wake up, that was a very obvious dirty move on my part!"

"And that's why daddy paid you back, you fucking bitch," Yuna said and then looked at you, half dead and gasping for your own breath, "oh god, we drained him to his very soul," Ryujin, Yeji, and even Chaery and Lia across the room laughed at your condition.

"I'll take care of him today, get off him you whores," Lia said, standing to one side of you, "it's not optional, it's an order," you were used to Lia giving authority over everyone else, but not Yeji, who got off of you in a matter of seconds. You looked up at Lia, dazzled by her figure and how fucking sexy it was to see her act like that.

"And why you?" Ryujin asked, wanting to challenge her with no argument, just wanting to annoy.

"And who will do it, you?" She raised both eyebrows, "You're a fucking nympho, Yeji is extremely rude and carefree, Chaery will have him for the rest of the week to herself like she deserves, and Yuna couldn't even take care of a helpless little bird without it dying the next day."

"Hey! It wasn't my fault what happened to Tango!" Yuna complained, crossing her arms with a frown.

"Say it several times until you believe it," Lia laughed, and then squatted down to look at you, "come honey, let's take a bath," you didn't have the energy to say anything, but you were more than happy to have arms as safe and warm as Lia's caring for you.

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Later that night, after taking a nice and peaceful bath with Lia, you all gathered in the living room just to chat and drink hot chocolate in comfortable pajamas, you didn't talk at any time about your trip or anything like that in order not to get sad on a weekend that was supposed to be your potential farewell, instead you just dedicated yourselves to coming up with funny topics and getting to know a little more about each of them and about yourself.

However the night ended quickly for all of you due to how extremely tired you all were, only you, Chaery and Lia were left.

"Uhm... I know that wasn't in your plans, but can I sleep with you?" Chaery asked, sitting across from you two, she was wearing one of your t-shirts and pajama bottoms just like Lia.

"Of course, but he will hold me at night," Lia clung to your arm, leaning into your shoulder.

"But that doesn't mean you can hug me," you winked at Chaery, who gave a charming little smile.

"Then come on, I'm dying of sleep," Chaery was hugging a cushion, which she put next to your pillow to lie on.

You settled on one side of Chaery, your head resting on your pillow as did Lia, who turned her back to you and snuggled her whole body against yours, you lay on your side, pressing your chest against her back and hugging Lia's soft, warm body with your arms. Chaery also lay on her side, and you felt her snuggle against your back and then hug you tight.

"I love you girls so much, really," you murmured loud enough for both of them to hear, "you're amazing…"

"We love you too, darling," Lia turned her face to place a peck on your lips, "rest well."

Chaery didn't say anything, but you were sure she was pressing her flushed face against your back. In this way, you three cuddled close together, and with the wide blanket up to your shoulders, you fell asleep peacefully and calmly.

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The next morning your body completely lost track of time. You woke up alone on the sofa, with the sunlight filtering through the wide windows and disturbing your vision when you opened your eyes. A few minutes passed before you could finally open your eyes normally, you sat up, letting the blanket fall into your lap to reach over and pick up your phone from the floor. There were no new messages, but it was 1:12 PM.

You stood up and went straight to the kitchen to drink a glass of water that refreshed your dry throat, after that you went to the bathroom, not finding any of the girls on your way. You brushed your face and teeth, and when you went out to the living room again you went to the window that led to the jacuzzi to slide it and go outside. That's when you knew where the girls were.

The residential area in question was quite calm and quiet, so you could easily hear how a few floors down near the entrance how the girls were giggling and splashing the water over and over again, you couldn't see anything from that balcony, so you immediately went down to the pool.

You expected them to be playing in the pool in a healthy and innocent way, but you didn't even know why you expected such a thing from them. The five of them were in the pool, completely naked, playing with a volleyball and some pool toys.

"Oh, look who's awake!" Yuna announced as she noticed your presence while you were standing at the edge of the pool, with your hands behind your back and looking at them with an amused expression.

"Come here right now!" Yeji invited you, waving to them.

"Do I have to be completely naked too?" you asked smiling, looking first at Chaery and Lia, who nodded to you discreetly.

"I don't even know why you're asking that, idiot," Ryujin said, a large water-spewing rubber shark in hand.

They all had their eyes fixed on you, and you had no choice but to happily give in to the social pressure they exerted on you. You quickly undressed, and took a few stepping steps to join them in a splash that splashed them all and made them whoop in celebration.

Your games started out innocent and quite funny, you joined them in their game with the volleyball, making teams of three at all times. You, Chaery and Lia against Ryujin, Yeji and Yuna. Everything was going as normal, but in a pool with 6 naked and wet people things started to heat up much faster than you expected.

You and the girls were kissing intensely and passionately in the same circle where Chaery stayed by your side at all times. You kissed each one of them, but in a matter of seconds couples began to form in every corner of the pool, Ryujin tried to convince Chaery to go with her for a second while you stayed with Lia, but Chaery flatly refused, clinging to your body with arms and legs, so Lia went instead.

Things got intense next, the girls were touching themselves underwater, and Chaery was slowly masturbating you, while she was giving you little pecks on your neck and you were playing with her ass. Everything was going downhill, destined to become one big orgy, but something happened that you would not have imagined under any circumstances. You heard the gate beep several times, the same beep it made when it was about to open.

The gate began to open, and you tested all your agility to get out of the pool as quickly as you could without breaking your neck in the attempt, you managed to get out, but when you were about to grab the towel to put it on, you saw someone standing in front of the gate out of the corner of your eye. You were screwed, and trapped. But it wasn't the fact of being trapped that screwed you the most, it was the who. Noze.

She looked as beautiful as you remembered her, this time she wasn't wearing a hat, but her hair loose with bangs that suited her quite well. She was wearing a long-sleeved black polo shirt with white patterns and dark brown pants. You didn't have time to see her in detail, because all you saw was her astonished face.

You were all completely paralyzed and surprised by the unexpected situation. The gate began to close behind her, and when you finally reacted and tried to put the towel on your hard cock it was already too late, because she had taken the phone from her and had taken a picture of you unawares.

"Fuck, please delete that!" you begged, putting on the towel and covering your erection with your hands. Your cheeks felt too hot, and to your right, in the pool, you heard the occasional giggle. What a fucking shame you were going through.

"Mother of God, Jiminnie is going to love you," Noze stated, biting her lower lip and giggling. You grunted bitterly knowing that you couldn't do anything, and brought both hands to your face to rub it a couple of times. The girls had also come out of the pool in a way that was too serene, and had sat on the nearby beach chairs, not caring to remain completely naked in front of Noze.

"What the hell are you doing here?" You asked confused, unable to even meet her eyes out of embarrassment, "why didn't you text me?"

"Well, the girls' manager told me you were here and you hadn't left yet, so I figured this was a good time to come over," she looked back down at your cock, then back at the naked girls with hungry eyes, "but my calculations were off, apparently."

"And what about the message?" You raised an eyebrow, taking a few steps towards her, "I've been waiting all week for a measly message in the midst of fucking absurd paranoia."

"The news I have for you isn't the news you give out in a text message, boy," she crossed her arms, daring to stand very close in front of you, "SM approved you, you're going on tour with us," she said, looking into your eyes. You instantly felt a headache, and that the world began to spin around you. You already knew that this would be the most likely, but still you could not believe it.

"Oh... well, that explains everything," as you said that, Noze's phone started ringing with multiple notifications one after another, she checked the messages, and smiled as she watched a chat.

"Congratulations, the girls approve of you too, pretty boy," she laughed, still looking at the screen of her phone, which she showed you after a few seconds.

It was a group chat where she and the girls from Aespa were. Noze had sent the photo that she had taken of you to the group telling them that it would be their toy for the tour, and the reactions were not long in coming. Ningning just responded with some: "🤤🤤🤤🤤". Winter made a joke about how big your dick was and how it could perfectly break her in half if you wanted to. Giselle asked if they really had to wait for the tour to start before they could try you out, and Karina just commented that she was genuinely impressed.

"At least Winter is funny," you sighed, resigned to all that lay ahead.

"Everyone is in their own way, don't worry about it pretty boy," Noze winked at you and patted your shoulder, "anyway, I gotta go, I'll see you Monday morning at 10 am to sign all the paperwork and meet up with the girls," she started to turn to leave and walk towards the gate, "I'll send you the location as soon as I get home," you stared at her leaving, and just as she was about to leave, she looked over her shoulder at you, bit her lip, and blew you a seductive little kiss.

You remained completely still, with your eyes lost and your arms crossed, there was silence for a few seconds, until suddenly the girls burst into cheers from the other side of the pool towards you, applause, shouts of encouragement and so on, all of them managed to transform an awkward moment into one that managed to make you smile broadly.

They infected you with happiness very quickly, and it was then that you realized that this was a huge opportunity for you and your professional career, but that also made you think that this would be the last time you would see them for a long period of time.

"Wooooh!" Lia yelled at you, "that's my boy!" all her faces were illuminated by a smile of genuine pride, but among all of them, Chaery looked the least happy. She cheered and applauded you just like the others, but you could clearly tell the difference in mood.

"Why don't we go to the living room? I have the perfect way to celebrate this," Yeji said with an innocent smile, and after drying off, you all went to the living room.

While there you all sat on the sofa still extended after you had slept there. Yeji reached for the remote control of the TV, and after a couple of buttons and selected options, she began to play a very detailed recording of your session from the night before, with cameras from all possible angles.

"What the fuck?" you said, with your mouth ajar. You looked at the girls, who were just as shocked as you.

"I thought after my session you'd want to see yourself getting fucked too, so there you have it," she said with a giggle.

As expected, the sparks were lit in the blink of an eye, and you were all turned on from your little interrupted pool session, but this time there was absolutely nothing stopping you. One thing led to another, and you all ended up fucking like rabbits, all with each other.

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After an intense session of unadulterated sex of about two hours, you all took turns bathing in pairs, Yeji bathed with Yuna, Lia bathed with Ryujin and you bathed with Chaery. You were all completely fresh now, damp hair and comfortable clothes, and even though you wanted to stay another night, it was time to go.

You were in the parking lot outside the gate, right next to your car. You already had your backpack on your back, and the girls were all gathered a few meters from you, the only one who wasn't was Chaery, who was waiting next to you. It was already afternoon, the wind was blowing pleasantly, and the sun was beginning to hide behind the mountains.

The first in line was Yuna, who looked at you with a small affectionate smile.

"I don't even know what to tell you, oppa…" she started looking into your eyes, "I think I should just say thank you," you smiled, and so did she, "thank you for teaching me so many things about my body that even I didn't know. And… uhm, I'm going to miss you so much," she wrapped her arms around you in a warm hug that you gladly reciprocated.

"Take care of yourself princess, please don't do anything stupid and don't kill any other little birds," you teased, and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Hey!" she complained, and you pulled away with a giggle. Next up was Ryujin. You crossed your arms, and raised an eyebrow as you stared at each other.

"Well?" you asked.

"Well what, fool?" she was also crossing her arms, imitating your expression.

"Don't you have something to tell me?" you cocked your head.

"Mmmm, yes, I'll keep the sweater you left here the first time you stayed over," she said with an innocent little smile, and you had no choice but to hug her yourself. She returned your hug with pleasure, and you knew perfectly well that she was going to miss you too, it didn't matter that she didn't tell you.

"You better not fuck any other asshole in my absence, baby," you murmured in her ear in your embrace.

"I won't daddy, I promise," she murmured back to you, and you broke away from her to go to the next one, Lia.

"God, I'm going to miss you so much darling," Lia hugged you immediately, burying her face in your neck. You wrapped your arms around her, imbuing her with your warmth before she looked up to see you from her, her hands on your chest, "Please eat well and sleep well, just stay healthy, okay?"

"I promise I will, Julia," you gave her a peck on the nose, "thank you for being so kind and attentive to me from the beginning, you're a wonderful girl," you said, looking straight into her eyes. Lia blushed.

"And you're a wonderful boy," she pursed her lips, and just then her eyes turned teary, "Ahhh god! I didn't want to cry," she complained, and you laughed, wiping her eyes before her tears fell, "please call me often, don't you dare forget my existence, boy."

"What are you talking about? That will never happen, always keep an eye on your phone, okay?" you cradled her face with both hands, and gave her a little kiss on the forehead.

"I will," she nodded, and she released you to go to the last girl, Hwang Yeji.

"Ever since I saw you I knew you were a born fucker, look where you are now," she teased, and they both laughed, "enjoy, ok? an opportunity like that doesn't fall from the sky."

"Oh believe me, I'll really enjoy it," she spread her arms wide, and you went straight to hug her tight.

"You might enjoy it, but they'll never fuck like we do," she said into your ear, followed by a giggle.

"I have no doubt about it," you laughed, "take care, boss, I hope you treasure those recordings well."

"Yeah yeah, now go away, my baby is patiently waiting for you there," she pulled away from you, and jerked her chin at Chaery, who was dressed and ready to go with you, two large bags to one side of her and her hands clasped on her belly. You walked towards her, and you stood in front of her.

"Ready to go, honey?" you took her from her hands and gave her a little kiss on her lips.

"Of course I am," she agreed with a little smile of pure happiness.

"Then get in the car, I'll put this in the trunk," you said, taking the bags from her. She nodded, and you went to store her bags while she climbed into the passenger seat.

"Bye girls, we'll be in touch, I promise!" you said, saying goodbye one last time before getting in the car and starting it.

"Bye oppa!" they said goodbye in unison, waving their hands to you.

You pulled the car straight onto the road, and looked at the girls one last time before driving away, away from the house and soon out of the suburbs, Chaery holding your hand the entire way to your apartment.

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That night in your apartment, after unpacking Chaery's things, showing her around the house, making dinner and watching a movie, you two were ready to sleep peacefully in your bed, which you found extremely surreal, since you never thought that a kpop idol would ever be lying in that bed, and certainly not one as famous as Chaery.

"Honey, I have something to tell you…" Chaery said, her chin on your chest and one of her hands timidly playing circles on it, "well, I think it's pretty obvious, but I'd like to make it clear."

"Oh yeah? The what?" you asked, patting the back of her head, she hadn't even said anything when her cheeks were already red with embarrassment.

"It's just... you really drive me crazy, really," she said, still avoiding your gaze, "I like you, a lot... and I already know everything your job entails, that's why I'd like you to be honest with me if you ever develop feelings for... you know, one of the Aespa girls."

You also blushed before Chaery's words, and you were stunned.

"Chaery... we feel the same way," you said, "I like you a lot too, I don't think there are words to describe how happy you make me," you started giving her little kisses on her face, "my heart belongs to you, to no one else, and none of those girls will be able to change it."

Chaery's face turned into an adorable pout and a pair of teary eyes, she was about to burst into tears, and you were ready to snuggle her.

"But please, promise you'll tell me if it happens," she said, two tears already rolling down her cheeks.

"I promise to tell you darling, but it won't happen, trust me," you gave her multiple pecks on the nose, and wiped away every tear that ran down her cheeks.

"Thank you so much sweetheart, it's just that I'm madly in love with you and I don't want to let you go," she sighed, finally calming down and wiping at her own eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere, silly," you snuggled her against your chest and placed a long kiss on her lips, ending with a peck, "let's sleep, okay? I'm exhausted."

"Yeah, me too," she agreed, leaning her cheek against your chest and closing her eyes, "rest well, darling."

"You too, darling..."

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From the next few days, you and Chaery spent the rest of your remaining days in Korea together, living as a perfectly functional and happy couple in everyday life. Living together was always a typical problem that many couples faced, but the chemistry between the two of you was more than perfect, you complemented each other perfectly, and Chaery was simply the most tender, empathetic, loving and understanding being in the world.

The day on which your flight with Aespa was scheduled began like any other. You and Chaery were doing your usual routine, a healthy and nutritious breakfast adjusted to your tastes while watching the news and ready to go to the airport, but the routine was interrupted by an anomaly, constant horns from a car in the street below your building. You two exchanged confused glances, and you went to look out the window.

"Should we go downstairs? He won't stop honking," you said to Chaery, "maybe it's another Noze master move and that car is from SM."

"I highly doubt it, honey, but let's go," she sighed, and you packed up and put everything in order in the living room and kitchen before going downstairs, suitcase in hand and backpack on your back.

As you got downstairs and were walking slowly toward the waiting car parked at the curb, the tinted pilot's window rolled down slowly. And you three burst out laughing. It was Chaeyeon.

"Did you order a personal driver, sir?" Chaeyeon teased with her hands on the wheel.

"Not really, but I appreciate the gesture," you laughed, "are you seriously going to take me to the airport?"

"Well yes, what do you think?" she saw you with a poker face, wanting to tell you that you were an idiot without telling you that you were an idiot, "get that thing in the trunk," she said, pressing the button that opened it.

You left your suitcase inside the trunk and got on the passenger seat, Chaery got on the back seat, sitting right in the middle so she could see you both.

The way to the airport was one of the situations in which you had felt the most anxiety in your entire life, you did not stop asking Chaery if you had not forgotten anything at home, and making up to four verifications that all your documents were in order. When you arrived at the airport the atmosphere became heavy and sad. Chaeyeon helped you get the suitcase down from the trunk, while you and Chaery were standing on the sidewalk holding hands.

"Time will pass faster than you think, my love, you'll see," you assured, rubbing the back of her hands with your thumbs, and once again, Chaery was crying.

"Please be careful, honey," she clung to you in a tight hug, "you're one of the most beautiful things that's ever happened to me, just don't forget about me," she said against your chest.

"That won't happen babe, you have my word," you said, cradling her face in your hands and giving her a little kiss on the lips, "You take care of yourself too, and take care of the apartment and the car too, okay?"

"I'll take good care of everything, I promise darling," she nodded confidently, taking a small step back away from you, "go, I don't want you to miss your flight for me," she wiped away her tears.

"Okay," you smiled and nodded, then looked at Chaeyeon as you picked up your suitcase, "'you can stay in my apartment with her if you want."

"That's good to know," Chaeyeon smiled, reaching out to give you a warm and loving hug, "take care of yourself donkey, we'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," you gave her a peck on the cheek, and then parted ways with your suitcase in hand, walking towards the airport entrance. You looked back once more, with only a face in your line of sight, you waved for a second, and finally turned your back on the Lee sisters, heading into the airport and going straight to catch your flight. It was then that you couldn't help but shed a couple of tears.

Everything in your documents was perfectly in order, you passed all the controls faster than you thought, and in a matter of a few minutes you were boarding the plane. Your seat was nothing more and nothing less than first class, which certainly surprised you but didn't make you complain either. You walked through the plane, until you finally reached the first class floor. You went through a couple of doors, and when you got to your corresponding row, you were faced with the four wolves sitting together around your seat, all four of them staring at you from head to toe.

"Welcome to our world, sweetness..." Karina said, and then all four of them giggled.

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Spren Notes:

Well, with this first part of the series we say goodbye to ITZY for a long time :'). Honestly this was a pretty wild and crazy ride, but it's definitely been fucking fun. Thank you very much to all of you who follow this series and show your love continuously, I hope you enjoyed this last piece!

Yeji was not with you that night, you asked for her to Chaery, who was the closest to her lately, but even she couldn't tell you where she was, she only mentioned that she had heard her talking on the phone during that whole week with a girl whose voice she couldn't recognize, it seemed suspicious to you, and you thought about it for a few minutes until dinner was ready.

As always, the food Lia prepared was unbelievably delicious, and it was all the more reason why that girl seemed like the complete package to you, but the dinner this time had a different touch to it than when Lia made it, and you figured this had something to do with Chaery now having contributed to much of the stuff you were eating. Everything was extremely tasty, and you could tell that it was a dinner cooked with love and dedication.

After having a nice dinner, the five of you discussed what you could do during the following hours of the night, there were several proposals on the table, among which were watching movies, seeing a show, playing board games or playing other things like charades or the classic karaoke, and after a few minutes of debate, you agreed to play monopoly.

Monopoly being the game that it was, you played game after game without a break, each with different eventualities and events that led to laughter or arguments. That night you discovered a lot of things: Yuna was clumsier than you thought for these kinds of games, Ryujin was a lousy loser, Lia seemed more like the leader of the group than Yeji, and Chaery was incredibly smart and good at those games.

Time simply passed, and if it wasn't for Lia's responsible instinct and common sense, you would have gone to sleep who knows what time. None of you were happy about it, but she took it upon herself to remind you what time you had to wake up, and then none of you complained anymore. Everyone was about to go to their rooms, but you dared to ask Lia if you could sleep with her that night, she was loving flirting with you, and she didn't hesitate to say yes, so that night you slept comfortably snuggled up with Lia, while Ryujin and Chaery slept in the beds in the same room, neither seemed to care, which you later felt relieved about.

The girls were used to sleeping for a few hours, but not you, that morning you slept only 4 hours, and at 7 in the morning when the alarm on Lia's phone went off, you felt like a child who was forced to go to the school on a monday. Luckily Lia was quite patient with you, and she managed to wake you up with tender words and little shakes to your body. You left there as fast as your zombified body could at that moment, saying goodbye to all the girls including Yeji, who apparently had arrived during the early hours of the morning and seemed almost as sleep-destroyed as you.

It was fucking difficult and dangerous to drive back to your apartment, but when you got there it felt like quite an accomplishment. You went upstairs to your apartment, not even bothering to turn on the lights or open the windows before going straight to your room and falling onto the bed to fall asleep again.

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When you woke up, apart from doing it completely unaware of your position in time and space, you found two surprises, one good and the other bad, the bad one was that you had woken up at 4 in the afternoon, and the good one was that You had a couple of unread messages on your phone, you opened them to see who it was from, and you broke into a grin when you read Chaery's name. That was the very beginning of something that you didn't know would become something so special for you.

You had well known even before you met her in person that Lee Chaeryeong was an extremely sweet and kind person, but since that day you started chatting with her you could only think that people's impressions fell short of the beautiful person that she was. The first thing you two talked about was the date of your session with her, you had agreed on a day quite close, precisely next Saturday, but you found it quite cute that from the first moment she referred to that day with the word 'date'.

Chaery wrote to you every day without fail for the entire week prior to your date, and with each passing day you gained more confidence to tell each other situations about your daily life. She told you her problems, and you told her yours, and in a nice and funny way you always managed to comfort each other. And that's how it all began for you two, at first they were very tender and flirty conversations, but as expected, over time your chat was filled with more and more daring and lewd things.

You started with just risqué messages and tons of teasing, but when the atmosphere started to heat up, Chaery sent you the first nude, and many more followed after that, including incredibly sensual videos where she showed you her spectacular dance skills with very few amounts of clothing, and if there was any, it showed more than it covered. From there things escalated pretty quickly, even getting to the point where you and her had some pretty hot and wild Facetime sex.

When the day of your date finally arrived you received a call from Chaery early in the morning, and knowing how extremely stressed you have been all week, she told you to arrive early at night, and unlike the other girls, she specifically told you to dress as if you were going on a date with your biggest teenage crush, a request that truly melted your heart and one that you no doubt happily accepted.

For the first time in your entire career, you had notified your staff at the spa that you were going to take the whole day off for personal reasons, luckily they understood perfectly and had no further complications since they had enough staff to cover you, and you used that day off to prepare as best as possible for your date with Chaery. You bought yourself a nice new outfit suitable for the occasion, nothing too formal but not too careless either, a new perfume, and best of all, a not at all modest bouquet of flowers, full of lisianthus and orchids.

After having done all your errands and preparations, you headed to the girls' house at around 6:30 PM, driving with a small smile on your face and with the bouquet of flowers perfectly placed on the passenger seat. On the way you were listening to Locked out of Heaven by Bruno Mars, in a hardly happier and more excited state of mind.

You arrived at the girls' house around 6:45 PM. You got out of the car with a confident and victorious aura, determined that this would be a great day and that absolutely no one was going to be able to change it. You walked to the gate with the bouquet of flowers in one hand, entered the password, and walked inside, where Lee Chaeryeong was patiently waiting for you on the other side of the glass door that served as the main entrance.

As soon as she saw you go around the pool as you walked towards the door, her eyes lit up like two precious sea pearls while her jaw dropped, she put a hand to her mouth, and from the few meters that separated you, you could see how her eyes became teary. You rushed to catch up with her, and when you slid the glass door open, she lunged at you with a tight hug that nearly knocked you both into the pool.

"Oh my god hi oppa!" she greeted you with her face buried in your neck and a lump in her throat.

"Hi sweetie!" You put your arms around her and hugged her as tightly as the bouquet of flowers would allow, a smile on her face as you pressed your nose into her hair, which had a sweet coconut scent that left you completely delighted.

"I can't believe it, are they really for me?" she asked, separating from you, referring to the bouquet of flowers. She looked into your eyes, on the verge of tears. Fuck, how much damage did those bastards do to her? You just wanted to keep her in a glass box and protect her from the world. She was too cute and wonderful for the rotten and disgusting society in which she lived.

"Of course they're for you, honey," you nodded with a smirk, holding out the bouquet to her, "And gosh, you look gorgeous!" she was wearing a beautiful dark flowered sundress that exposed her shoulders and legs from a few inches above her knees, she was also wearing khaki boots.

"God, I don't know what to say oppa, they're beautiful, thank you so much," she pouted, picking up the bouquet to sniff some.

"Baby, you don't have to thank me," you took her chin, caressing it with your index finger and thumb, "it's the least a girl as kind and pretty as you deserves."

"Oppa! You're going to make me cry!" she complained, with a tear already falling down her cheek.

"Oh hell no, come here," you cradled her face in your hands, and pulled her close to give her multiple little pecks on her lips, which she happily reciprocated.

"You also look very handsome... and you smell delicious!" Chaery said with a small giggle, wiping tears from her eyes to look at you.

"I know right?" You made a flirtatious face at Chaery, and stepped back for a 360-degree spin that made her laugh. The outfit you wore was khaki wool pants, classic white vans, an open vintage brown cardigan, and a lighter shade polo shirt tucked into your pants underneath.

"Yep," she nodded, holding the bouquet with a big smile on her face as she looked you up and down, "It's a really nice vintage outfit, I love it."

"Well I'm glad you like it, you'd be surprised how expensive these cardigans are," you joked, taking a step in front of her to give her another kiss on the lips, "should we come in?"

"Sure!" she said, turning to walk inside, you followed her, "by the way, we have the whole house to ourselves today."

"Oh wow, really?" you asked, walking behind her toward the second floor, "how did you make that happen?"

"Easy, I forced them," she said with complete seriousness, implying that she wasn't joking, "you'd be surprised how many things I can get them into trouble with."

"Honestly I wouldn't be surprised, they all seem like a big mess to deal with," you laughed, she stepped aside, so that you walked up the stairs ahead of her. You made it to the second floor, and Chaery behind you turned on all the lights in the living room, which was perfectly tidy, clean, and pleasantly cool thanks to the air conditioning.

"Hey, just today manager-nim brought us a full pantry for the rest of the month, we could make dinner together," Chaery said, going to find an empty vase to put the flowers in and then set them on the dining room table.

"I'd love that honey," you said, walking into the kitchen and leaning your lower back against the edge of the table as you watched her walk toward you, "what could we cook?"

"Uhm..." she stood in front of you, playing with her fingers, "I don't know, usually Lia is the one who knows the recipes."

"Come here, let's search," you took your phone out of your pocket and held out your arms to the sides of her to invite her to snuggle against you. She did so, pressing her back and the rest of her body against you so that you put your arms around her and started looking at recipes online.

You two didn't take as long as you thought you would to find something delicious to cook, you had certain preferences and she had others, but in the end you agreed to cook something quite easy, delicious and healthy for both of you: a Caesar salad. You started telling Chaery the ingredients one by one, following her around the entire kitchen as she placed everything on one of the countertops.

After getting all the ingredients out and tallying up all the amounts needed, the two of you got down to business, working together to make one thing each so that the process could be sped up quite a bit. You took charge of making the mayonnaise for the Caesar sauce, taking olive oil, eggs, a couple of lemons and a manual mixer. Chaery, on the other hand, was in charge of defrosting the chicken breasts and starting to cut them into cubes and then salt and pepper them.

While you were cooking you took charge of putting on music, starting with Camillé's Le Festin, a song that made Chaery laugh and focus even more on what she was doing. Of course, the concentration was short-lived, because when the song ended and the real playlist started playing, starting with Losing My Religion, you two started talking and telling each other funny stories while doing your respective tasks.

The chemistry between the two of you was incredibly strong, your conversations flowed like water down a river, and you could certainly confirm that it was the first time you had noticed that things worked so well with a girl in your entire life. That made you think a lot, and while you finished making the mayonnaise to go on to make the sauce, you decided it was right to tell her first about your thing with Aespa.

"You know? There's an additional reason why I've been so stressed out this whole week," you said, adding a clove of garlic and Parmesan cheese to the mayonnaise you just made.

"Huh? What is it?" Chaery asked, confused, as she cooked the chicken cubes with a drizzle of oil over a hot heat.

"Well, I'll tell you but please don't freak out," you said, and then remembered that was exactly what Noze had told you. That made you laugh, "Uhm... Aespa's manager visited me last week."

Chaery nearly dropped the fork she was stirring the chicken with into the pan, and when she turned to look at you you had to remove her hand from near the fire in case she got burned. Evidently her face was one of utter surprise.

"Noze?" she asked, making sure you were talking about the same person.

"Uh, yeah, Noze," you nodded, and she sighed, as if she was already resigned to what you were going to tell her.

"What did she tell you?" she asked, her voice more subdued as she returned her gaze to the skillet. You now added anchovies, mustard and Worcestershire sauce, but you couldn't help but look at her sideways face at all times.

"Well… exactly what you think," you sighed, adding a splash of milk to the sauce since it was too thick, "They'll probably make me go on tour with them, and I don't even know them in person."

"I knew it," Chaery made a disappointed face, and she lowered the flame slightly under the pan, "That means I won't be seeing you for a while, right?"

"I think so, honey," you made the same face as her, showing that you weren't entirely happy with that either, "But hey, I'll call you every day, I promise," you gave her a little kiss on the cheek.

"I hope so, because I think I'm going to miss you a lot, oppa," she turned to look at you, finally turning off the stove once the chicken was done.

"Hey, let's not be sad now, silly," you leaned in to give her a peck on the forehead, "we should enjoy our date, right?" Chaery's face lit up again.

"Yes you're right!" she nodded with an adorable little smile on her face, "is the sauce ready?"

"Yup, we just need to prepare the salad bowl, we have to wash the lettuce, cut it into pieces and cut the cherry tomatoes," you said, testing the sauce with your index finger. Delicious.

"Leave it to me!" she said with a little jump of emotion, "Go sit in the living room honey," you couldn't help but feel your cheeks slightly warm when she called you that way.

"A-Are you sure?" you asked nervously, feeling like an idiot with butterflies in your stomach, "I could help you wash the lettuce."

"Nope," she shook her head, and then she took you by the forearms to lead you out of the kitchen, "I insist, go rest, you deserve it for being so cute to me," she didn't even let you answer, she just gave you a little kiss on the lips and pushed you, to return to the kitchen.

You stood there for a few long seconds, staring at Chaery while she wandered around the kitchen looking for things to continue with dinner, she noticed your look, and when she turned to see you, she gave you a smile that made you completely forget about any other girl in the world at that time. You were mesmerized, and slowly, you walked to the sofa to sit down with a goofy smile on your face. You took the remote control of the television, and entered youtube.

You waited patiently for her, watching on youtube a Hollow Knight gameplay from a streamer you were quite a fan of. She arrived a few minutes later, with two bowls of salad in her hands, she placed both bowls on the table in front of you, and you were amazed at the amazing job you both had done, as the salad looked perfect for a magazine.

"Damn, I'm going to take a picture, it looks amazing," you said, pulling your phone out of your pocket and opening the camera.

"Go ahead," she said with a giggle, "I'll go get something to drink."

Chaeryeong went back to the kitchen, and you stayed there taking a couple of photos of the salad until she came back, with a bottle of soju and two little crystal glasses in her other hand. She sat down next to you, leaving everything behind the bowls of salad.

"I thought you were going to get something like, I don't know, orange juice?" you laughed, setting the phone aside to pick up your fork and start stirring the salad.

"Nah, it's a special occasion, we can drink," she said, doing the same as you before opening the bottle of soju.

"You're not going to get drunk like when I found you with Yeji, are you?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That was a rare occasion, I never drink that much," she excused herself, pouring soju into both glasses and then handing you one.

"I guess I have no choice but to believe you," you shrugged, picking up the crystal glass, "Gohnbe!" you toasted

"Gonhbe!" Chaery said back, and you both drank.

After taking your first shot of soju you started to eat. You expected the salad to be delicious, but not that delicious. Each portion you put in your mouth was simply a delight, your sauce had the perfect flavor and texture, and the chicken that Chaery made was perfectly seasoned and cooked.

You two started eating, watching Bluey on the TV and talking about as many fun topics as you could think of, having a shot of soju every 5 minutes or so. Chaery had placed one leg on top of yours, trying to be as close to you as possible at all times, and you stayed like that until you finished your bowls of salad.

"Oppa, what I'm going to ask you is a bit unexpected but…" she set the empty bowl next to yours, to put a hand on your thigh, "we can just cancel our… you know, for now?"

"Oh, really? It's certainly unexpected, yes," you frowned in confusion, placing your hand on top of hers.

"Yeah, I really just want to spend nice and calm time with you," damn, that girl was going to make you puke rainbows for how much of an idiot she brought you.

Just when you were about to answer her, and as if previously arranged, you heard the outside gate open. Chaery turned to the window, and stared blankly as you both heard movement downstairs, right at the entrance. Her expression became harder and scarier, like when her Mafia in the Morning promos.

"Fuck, Yuna knows she's not supposed to be here yet," Chaery growled, and stomped to her feet to walk to the hallway that led to the stairs, "Yuna-yah! Get the hell out of here!" she started to scream, and seconds later, you heard a familiar voice. Too familiar.

"Can you believe it?! I went to my favorite spa, to visit my favorite massager, and it turns out that he had the audacity to take the day off!" the angry voice yelled from the stairs. You could recognize her anywhere. Lee Chaeyeon. And you were so fucked up.

"Chaeyeonie," Chaery said with a calmer voice, you couldn't see them, but you knew they were talking in the hallway, "It's not the right time for you to be here, can you please go?" Chaery asked in the nicest way she could.

"Huh? Why?" Chaeyeon asked kinda offended, "Let's make some dinner, I'm hungry," you heard her voice getting closer and closer to you, and at that moment, she walked out of the hall with her back towards you, so she didn't notice you at that moment.

"God..." Chaery sighed, putting a hand to her forehead.

"What's wrong? And why are you dressed like that?" Chaeyeon turned around before Chaery answered, and saw you sitting on the couch. You did your best to stay composed, "Oh."

"Hello, Chaeyeonnie," you greeted lazily, sinking into your seat and clasping your hands across your abdomen. She was dressed in a rather peculiar way, white sports jacket and pants, sports shoes and a green top over her, short enough to reveal her entire abdomen that has been driving you so crazy for months. She literally came from promoting Knock.

"This is a joke, right?" Chaeyeon said in a low voice, turning to look at her sister and then at you, "I recommended that spa to the girls and my sister because of you," she pointed at you, "but if I knew that would prevent me from getting my services I would never have done it!" she yelled annoyed.

"Unnie, please calm down, okay? You're at my house, I remind you," Chaery said, undeterred by the fact that Chaeyeon was older than her.

"Wait, you're definitely not fucking, and you're both dressed nicely," she made a little silence, "are you having a date?"

"Bingo," you said, nodding your head slowly.

"I won't be seeing him for a while, and I thought the best thing would be to just spend time with him," Chaery crossed her arms, leaning against the wall, "you know, watch a movie and cuddle, just that, now you can go?"

"Oh hell nah, wait a minute sis," Chaeyeon crossed her arms as well, "Why does she say she won't see you for a while?" she asked you.

"I'll probably go on a trip to the USA soon," you purse your lips, looking at nothing and not knowing what to do in such an awkward situation.

"And you want me to go now?" Chaeyeon turned to look at her sister, "If this boy and his golden cock are going on a trip far away, we better take advantage of it tonight."

"Absolutely not, go away," Chaery insisted, raising an eyebrow and glaring at her.

"Hey! I deserve a chance to beat you at something, don't you think?" Chaeyeon said, turning to face her, "You may have lasted longer in Sixteen… but I think I may be his favorite Lee sister."

"Lee Chaeyeon, you don't know who you're messing with," Chaery warned, moving away from the wall to stand in front of her, "I never lose."

“Let's find out,” Chaeyeon said with a smirk.

"And doesn't it matter what I think or what?" you asked, looking at both of them.

"Oh come on, you know damn well you don't disagree, you perv," Chaeyeon said with a giggle, walking back into the hallway to head up the stairs. Clearly she was right. Once Chaeyeon went upstairs, Chaery saw you.

"Oppa, wait here okay?" Chaery told you, leaning over to give you a peck on your cheek, "we'll go get ready."

"I'm not going anywhere honey, go," you nodded with a smirk. Chaery walk away from you, and you stayed watching while she left. She noticed your gaze on her, and making sure you kept looking, she lifted up her dress as she walked, showing you her completely bare ass and her obvious absence of panties throughout the night. How the hell didn't you notice?

She finally disappeared into the hallway with a roaring, mischievous giggle, and you were left alone in the room, with a potential boner in your pants and unable to believe how unbelievably lucky you were. You really had a strong romantic connection with Chaery, and you were enjoying that night quite a lot, but you could never have predicted that one of your favorite clients was going to be in a competition with her sister to know who was your favorite. You grabbed the remote control, and to warm up, you streamed Chaery's studio choom.

You tried to concentrate on the video you were watching, but you couldn't stop hearing screams and arguments on the upper floor, the Lee sisters being the creators of all that ruckus that honestly didn't surprise you. A minute later, your phone began to buzz over and over again, you checked the notifications, noticing that you had messages from both girls, and they were all photos. Each of the photos by both were in a different outfit, each one more sexy and revealing than the last. You just ignored them so as not to create even more fuss, and when Chaery's studio choom ended, you streamed Chaeyeon's.

The video didn't advance even more than a minute when the Lee sisters finally came downstairs and down the hall to model for you. They caught you off guard, and your jaw almost dropped to the floor and your mouth watered. Neither of them was wearing exactly too many clothes, in fact quite the opposite. Chaeyeon was wearing a very short black corset that pushed her boobs up, a tight leather collar around her neck, and lace panties in the same color as the rest of the outfit. Chaery, as if it were her counterpart, wore an outfit that consisted entirely of white. She wore less flashy items than Chaeyeon, but for your taste, she was quite sexier. She was wearing a tight crop top sweater, which perfectly marked the shape of her tits and her nipples, thin high-waisted panties, and the hottest thing, long stockings fitted at the height of the beginning of her thighs.

"Oh wow, he was looking at my Studio Choom and not yours," Chaeyeon teased her.

Chaery didn't respond at all, she just went quiet and changed the music just for the occasion, then walked over to straddle you, wrap her arms around your neck and start grinding her hips from front to back, giving you an incredibly sensual lap dance to the rhythm of the music. Her crotch constantly rubbed against your bulge, which soon turned into a hard boner under your pants.

"I don't care if he was looking at you or not," Chaery finally replied, looking you in the eye as she moved her hips in a wonderfully fucking way, making sure to press her pussy really well against your boner, "I got him hard," While she danced, she caressed your neck and face with her hands, until seconds later she crashed her lips against yours in a sensual and affectionate kiss, also pressing her chest against yours.

Your hands went straight to her waist, playing with the straps of her panties for a second until you moved down to her ass, which you gave a strong squeeze on each cheek as she worked her hips and movements on you in a way that made show off her dancing skills quite well. As you kissed, Chaery patiently began to undress you, starting with your cardigan and continuing with your polo shirt, which she tossed to the floor to leave you completely naked from the waist up.

Wanting to be on equal terms with her, you grabbed the hem of Chaery's crop top and pulled it up over her head, taking it off and tossing it with the rest of your clothes. Now you were both naked from the waist up, and you dove in to kiss and lick her small tits for a few seconds of pleasure, but unfortunately, the song ended.

"Alright, it's my turn, get up from there brat," Chaeyeon said, and Chaery reluctantly got up.

Chaeyeon went for a completely different formula than Chaery, she didn't straddle you, but stood between your legs with her back to you, and flexed her knees to slowly lower her ass until she was sitting right on top of your boner. She grabbed your knees, and as soon as the song started, she started moving her ass like you've never seen her move before, you couldn't help but gasp, since she was literally moving your boner from side to side between her butt cheeks while she moved her hips.

“Oh oppa… this reminds me of me of jumping on your cock when we fuck in your spa room,” Chaeyeon said looking over her shoulder at you, just to tease Chaery, “it really feels so amazing inside my pussy."

Your hands went to her ass as it moved slowly and sensually over you, and you instinctively gave her right buttock a hard spank that made her squeal. Chaeyeon scrambled to her feet and turned around, leaning down to start unbuttoning your pants and pulling them down your legs as you helped kick off your shoes. Only your boxers were left, which Chaeyeon also pulled down to release your hard throbbing cock, when this happened, she turned her back on you again and slowly removed her panties, revealing her pretty pussy for you.

She lowered her ass again, pressing your cock between her buttocks and resuming her lap dance. Your hands went to her waist, enjoying how she moved her hips to the rhythm of the sexy music that didn't take long to end as well. A few more seconds passed, and when she knew the song was about to end, she teased with grabbing your cock and impaling herself on it, but finally she got up with a mischievous smile on her face. Chaery didn't look happy at all tho.

"Well? Who danced and who dressed better, oppa?" Chaeyeon asked, biting her lip to go stand next to Chaery. You were silent for a second, taking in the fact that they were really using you to compete with each other, it's not like you cared either.

You thought about it for a second, but really the answer was clear.

"Chaery, your outfit is sexier for my taste and it suits you better, but objectively Chaeyeon dressed better," you sentenced, and Chaeyeon smiled proudly, "however, Chaery is the clear dance winner, she did concentrate on dancing and not in teasing," Chaery, whose face seemed a bit dull after you gave Chaeyeon the first point, brightened up again.

"This is just beginning," Chaery said, licking her lips and walking over to kneel between your legs, caressing your thighs up and down as she looked into your eyes, "God, I'll finally suck your cock, oppa… you don't know how long I've waited for this moment," she bit her lip, taking your hard cock in her hand and catching the tip of it with her lips, giving it slow sucks up and down. You gasped, and Chaeyeon climbed up on the couch to kneel down and put her pussy to the side of your face.

"His cock is so fucking juicy, taste it really good, sis," Chaeyeon said before she grabbed your hair and turned you to the right to bury your face straight into her pussy. She moaned loudly, and despite being somewhat surprised at first, you began to please her by eating her pussy, "I've already lost count of the number of times I've sucked him off, his cum is always so fucking delicious," she said to tease Chaery, who took it as a dare and plunged her head lower into your cock.

Chaery began to pump her head up and down on your cock, taking more than half of it in and out of her mouth with each of her sensual movements, which with the passing of the seconds became more and more messy. Chaeyeon meanwhile had you tightly gripped by your hair, while you tasted her folds with your tongue and moved it in the exact same way you knew she liked it.

"Mmm, you eat my pussy so fucking good honey," Chaeyeon moaned, tangling her fingers through your hair as you eat her out, "this is exactly what I needed after promoting all day," On the other hand, Chaery put her hands on both of your thighs, bobbing her head up and down as she slurped and sucked your dick so good you moaned against Chaeyeon's pussy. You had one hand on Chaery's head, and the other squeezing one of Chaeyeon's buttocks hard.

Chaeyeon suddenly pulled you away from her pussy, only to turn around and plunge your face between her buttocks, you got the hint, and started eating her familiar enough ass for you as hard and frantically as you knew she loved it. She started moaning loudly, while Chaery gave you an intense and messy blowjob that was driving you completely crazy.

You already knew every single one of Chaeyeon's weaknesses, and the biggest one was the fact that you played with her pussy while you ate her ass like a complete animal. So you did, and passed a hand between her legs to take it directly to her clit, which you began to rub as fast as you could considering your uncomfortable position. Chaery took you straight to her throat without any complicity or gag reflex, which of course surprised you but also made you moan even louder against Chaeyeon's ass, who, judging by her slight tremors, wasn't too far from cum.

Chaery kept your cock in her throat for a few long seconds, until she pulled you out with a deep breath as she quickly rubbed your spittle cock. At that precise moment, Chaeyeon pulled your hair hard to sink your mouth even more against her ass, you gave her the finishing touches, also rubbing her clit in circles with your two fingers until finally she exploded between whimpers. She ground her hips against your face, and as she navigated her orgasm, she flopped forward with her ass up and face against the couch.

"Now can you eat me too, oppa?" Chaery asked, and when you had your eyes free, you could see all the mess she had made, your dick completely full of saliva, her messy hair and her mouth quite wet.

"Oh yes, come here honey," you said. Chaery stood up, took off her panties, and pushed Chaeyeon off the couch to put herself in her place. Chaeyeon fell to the ground with a squeal of pain.

"Hey, be careful!" she groaned from the floor, as Chaery put a hand on your chest and made you lie on your back on the sofa.

"Shut up, you disturbed my date, it's what you deserve," Chaery said coldly and sharply, climbing on top of you and slowly crawling up to straddle your face. She pressed her thighs to either side of your head, and slowly lowered her hips to get as close to your mouth as possible, she gasped at the feel of your breath, and as soon as she put full pressure on you, you began to eat her pussy with even more dedication and effort than with Chaeyeon.

"How was I supposed to know you were here with him!" Chaeyeon defended back, climbing back onto the couch but kneeling between your outstretched legs to grab your cock with one hand and start moving her wrist up and down. You immediately started moaning again, gripping Chaery's toned ass tightly as you ate her silky, luscious pussy.

"I told you to go away and you didn't!" Chaery yelled back, combined with a cute moan as you licked her folds up and down with your entire tongue, "Today he was completely mine!'' The discussion was getting a little out of control, and you decided to put everything in order by giving Chaery a very strong spank on her buttock, which made her squeal and understand her message.

"He's going to go away! How do you expect me not to take advantage of it!?" Chaeyeon was still just as flustered, but Chaery, obedient to you, didn't reply anymore, "This beautiful and perfect cock is too precious to let go without a proper farewell," she began to move her hand even faster up and down your cock, stimulating only the tip from time to time and then the entire length while with the other hand she massaged your balls.

Chaery, like her sister, began to slowly grind her hips back and forth as her body felt better and better from your licking against her pussy, and when you noticed a significant change in her body language, you began to alternate between her pussy and her ass, which made her grab your hair with both hands and press her half-cloth-covered thighs to either side of your head hard.

A moment ago, Chaery had already left you quite close to your orgasm, so it only took a few more strokes from Chaeyeon for you to suddenly start to erupt cum into the air, she moved her hand much slower now, leaving all your cum flowed free and stained both her hand and the sofa. You moaned against Chaery's ass, and then you felt Chaeyeon take you into her mouth to suck you off clean.

Feeling your moans against both her ass and pussy, Chaery moaned louder and more frequently towards the ceiling, and you gave her ass another hard spank until about a minute later, her body began to squirm as she reached her first orgasm. She ground her hips hard, nearly choking you with her pussy and her ass against your nose and mouth, but you gladly scooped up every little drop of her pussy fluid. Chaeyeon pulled you out of her mouth, having finally swallowed every drop of your cum and left your cock clean.

"Well? Who tasted better, oppa?" Chaery asked between small moans, getting off your face to look you down. You were just getting your breath and energy back after eating a couple of pussies and asses in a row, so it took you a few seconds to respond.

"Well… Chaeyeon's ass tasted better than yours, but your pussy tasted so much better than hers," you sighed, finally catching some of your breath to sit back on the couch, "you," you pointed at Chaeyeon, "Take off that fucking corset, I want you both completely naked, but you'll just keep that necklace on and she'll keep her stockings on."

"Are you going to split the points evenly all night?" Chaeyeon asked, raising an eyebrow, doing just as you asked to free her pretty tits.

"For now yes, in the end I will give my verdict and there will be a winner anyway," you said with a mischievous little smile, "now, who wants to get fucked first?"

"MEEE!" they both yelled at the same time, and you laughed, "No, me!" They both said in unison again.

"Guys, can you please agree on something for once?" you asked, arms crossed.

"I'm the eldest, I must go first!" Chaeyeon said, and Chaery huffed in annoyance, sitting on the far edge of the sofa. Chaeyeon straddled you, and she cupped your face with both hands to press her pussy against your cock, kiss you, and start grinding her hips slowly to bring your boner back to life.

When your cock was fully hard again, Chaeyeon without breaking the kiss lifted her hips, took your cock and lined it up with her entrance to slowly impale herself along the length of your shaft. She moaned against your lips at first, but then couldn't help but pull away from the kiss to let Chaery know how amazing it felt to have you inside her.

She forcefully grabbed your neck with both hands, keeping your cock buried deep down her pussy for a few seconds until she began to move slowly up and down, taking your cock completely in and out with each of her movements. Her moans were not contained for a moment, she always kissed you when you fucked, but this time she wanted to make her sister envy, who was folding her arms looking elsewhere.

With the passing of the seconds she stopped moving her hips in a slow and sensual way to now start bouncing on your cock, making sure to slam her ass against your pelvis with each jump she took. Her hands moved from your neck to your shoulders, where she held on before planting her feet flat on either side of your hips and beginning to bounce up and down your throbbing cock. You let her jump on your cock for another minute, where you had her ass gripped tightly to help her jump harder.

"Okay, enough, switch," you commanded between gasps, and Chaeyeon clicked her tongue followed by a grunt, she stopped, reluctantly scooting off your cock to sit to the side.

Chaery pounced on you like a lynx on her prey, and wasting no time, she pressed her thighs to either side of your hips and lifted her ass to sit on your cock, taking your entire length inside. her incredibly tight pussy. You both moaned in unison, and you threw your head back for a second, a window that Chaery took advantage of to start distributing little kisses and suckers on your neck. Your hands went to her waist, where your fingers clung firmly as she began to pump her hips against your cock, in a much more sensual and pleasurable way for both of you compared to Chaeyeon's more rustic and frenetic style.

You let her continue kissing your neck for a few seconds, while your hands ran down her soft back to go down again and reach her ass, which you squeezed hard as she went up and down faster and faster. Chaery never ceased to amaze you, this time taking out her incredible dance skills to use against your cock, she was pumping her hips faster, but that didn't stop her from making you moan with every single movement, almost twerking up and down on your shaft.

She had already lasted longer riding you than her sister, and you knew it, but Chaery's bounces felt so fucking good that you left her for a few more long seconds, in which you met her lips in a deep and passionate kiss full of of muffled moans. You wrapped your arms around her body for a moment, letting her keep moving on your cock until you finally put the brake on.

"Fuck, stop there honey," you gasped against her lips, and Chaery pouted, "it's your sister's turn again," you hadn't been looking at her, but Chaeyeon was rubbing her pussy next to you.

"Who was better riding you, oppa?" Chaeyeon asked, as Chaery lazily got off of you.

"I don't have a doubt about that, Chaery is the winner," you answered confidently, "and before you protest, get how you want me to fuck you now," you ordered.

"This thing wasn't extendable?" she said, referring to the sofa as she felt around the side of it, until she found the lever and pulled it, causing the back of the sofa to come loose and then push it back, "there it is."

Chaeyeon used the new free space to move more comfortably, to lie on her back, support herself on her elbows and spread her legs wide, rubbing between her folds with two of her fingers. You climbed on the sofa now turned into a bed, and crawled onto top of her, cupping your cock in your hand and sliding into her pussy without any foreplay.

Chaeyeon had much more experience with you after having fucked so many times both in your spa room and in her bedroom, and she knew perfectly well what you loved the most about her: her sexy pair of legs with which she caught your torso as soon as she she felt you again deep in her pussy.

She wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you close to her so she could feel your breath as you began to rock your hips rapidly back and forth, slamming down her pussy and making her moan just inches from your face. You noticed that she made a move to kiss you, but you threw your head back in revenge for not having kissed you while she was riding you; You smirked as you looked into her eyes, she didn't seem happy with that, so she once again tried it.

"Don't get smart, Chaeyeonnie," you murmured, hands resting on either side of her body as she caressed the hair at the nape of your neck between moans, "you may win this round, but that doesn't mean you can always get what you want."

"Oh come on, you love kissing me oppa, don't be tough," she moaned, biting her lower lip, arching her back with her eyes closed as you rocked her body with each thrust.

"If you ruin my date the least I can do is play tough, sweetie," you bit her chin, a little harder than usual, "actually, your time is up," you said, disengaging from her thighs and pulling your dick from her pussy.

"But!-" she was going to protest, watching as you separated from her and joined Chaery just a meter away from her. Something told you that you had left her very close to her orgasm.

"Shut up bitch," Chaery snapped, lying on her back and spreading her legs for you, "it's my turn with my boy," you smiled at that, and she winked at you.

You leaned forward, pressing the back of your hard cock against Chaery's pussy and resting your forearms on either side of her head to kiss her, she lovingly cupped your face with both hands, and as you shared a slow, sensual kiss, you blew your hips back to slide into her tight pussy. Chaery moaned against your lips, and her back arched as she felt you fill her again.

"Fuck, you're possessive aren't you?" You teased with a little smile, returning her favor and moving your hips in a sensual and deep way, not putting much emphasis on speed or hardness, just making her feel every inch of your cock with each pump.

"How could I not be? Just look at you..." she moaned against your lips, running her hands over your shoulders, your back and then grabbing your ass, "you are a work of art, and you drive me crazy," you came back to kiss her between moans, putting a hand between your bodies to squeeze one of her tits, then you approached one of her ears.

"I'm going to say that Chaeyeon won this round just to make her think you're even," you whispered, "but I want you to know that you're still the winner, honey," you gently nipped at her earlobe, and she grinned from ear to ear while you fucked her harder and harder.

You lowered your body slightly more, to leave your face at the level of her chest and kiss and lick her tits one by one, you did so for a few long seconds, until finally you gave her one last strong thrust and slowly left her pussy. Leaving her just as disappointed as Chaeyeon.

"Well? Who won this round, oppa?" Chaeyeon asked, already waiting for you upside down, playing with her ass with one of her fingers inside it.

"You can rest assured, Chaeyeonie," you said, breathing hard, "you won this round," you were a pretty good liar, so she bought it. Chaery just kept quiet, preparing herself to take your cock up her ass when you were done with Chaeyeon.

"Does that mean you can fuck my ass now?" asked Chaeyeon wiggling her buttocks, "I've been wanting it all damn day," she bit her lower lip, watching as you went with her and knelt over her, knees on either side of her hips.

"More like the whole fucking week huh? You anal slut," you said, spitting all the saliva accumulated in your mouth onto your dick to make it slippery, a couple of drops fell onto Chaeyeon's ass, and you used two fingers to slightly lubricate it inside.

"I wasn't an anal slut until I felt your cock in there, it's your fault," she smiled, looking over her shoulder at you as you lined your cock up with her ass, and with a slow thrust, your cock slid in little by little inside her tight hole. You moaned out loud, having missed the feeling of that wonderful butthole so much.

"I'm not going to lie to you, I missed this fucking ass a lot," you gasped, shoving the last few inches of your erection into her ass, you rested for a second, and then began to rock your hips back and forth very slowly, fully taking your cock in and out.

She tried to keep responding to you, but as your cock slid easier with each pump, she began to let out little whimpers as you began to move your hips significantly faster. Your hands went to her waist, and just as you knew she liked it, you pressed her flesh very strongly, while you slammed her ass with all the intensity you could.

Chaeyeon also liked strong and rustic treatment, so first you started with a spicy spank straight to her right buttock, she squealed and squirmed, and then you gave her another spank to the other buttock. Her ass was now a bright red, and to put the icing on the cake, you grabbed a handful of her platinum pink hair and yanked it back hard, slamming her ass mercilessly with your cock. 

"Oh fuck yes oppa!" Chaeyeon squealed, "I'm going to miss that cock in my ass so fucking much, oh my god!!" Chaery covered her ears, as Chaeyeon was yelling too loud even by her standards. You kept fucking Chaeyeon, not wanting to stop since you wanted to grant both of them the delight of making them cum with your cock in her asses.

You fucked her ass for a couple minutes, not letting go of her hair for a single second and squeezing her firm ass with your free hand. Chaeyeon didn't know where to hold on, she was desperately looking for a place near the edge of the sofa to cling to, but in the midst of her desperate moans, her orgasm played against her and she went into an intense chain of strong spasms one after another. You slowed down the pace of your pumping, patiently waiting for her to pass her orgasm before slowly pulling out of her ass.

"I'm sure you'll miss not being able to sit down, too," you teased Chaeyeon, with a giggle which she shared with you.

“I'm sure I will, it's hilarious to see my manager confused when I'm just standing there,” Chaeyeon said, lying on her forearms with heavy breathing.

"Well, are you ready, my sweet baby?" you asked Chaery, who was fucking her ass with two of her fingers, her face lit up when you spoke to her turn.

"I couldn't be more ready darling," she replied, and you were inexplicably happy that she had dropped the word 'oppa' to now call you darling.

"Come here then," you smiled, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up to lay her face down, slightly lifting her leg and repeating the same process as with Chaeyeon, except that you wanted to be extremely loving and careful with Chaery. You thrust your hips very slowly, and when the tip of your cock was inside her ass, you leaned forward to give her neck and shoulders loving little kisses, as she gasped and began to whimper with every inch of your manhood burying inside her butthole.

When you were completely inside her ass you took one of your hands to her waist to hold it and the other to her face, to take her by the chin, make her turn her face slightly and kiss her affectionately while you began to move your hips slowly, letting her her hole will get used to your thickness before making it faster.

There was really no need to do it fast and hard with her, you wanted to make the difference between the two of them very clear, with one you only fucked casually, looking for mutual pleasure and nothing more, but with the other you had a connection far beyond sexually, you felt love for her, to the point of wanting to make her feel like the princess she was even in bed.

Chaery certainly appreciated the fact that you were loving and as tender as possible with her, it was reflected in how she held the side of your face while she kissed you, and how she caressed your cheek with her thumb in the middle of her cute moans of pleasure. You didn't want to be harsh with her, but you did make sure she felt with every fiber of her body every single deep thrust of your hips.

"I love that you fuck me like this honey…" Chaery moaned against your lips, and you wrapped your arm around her neck to hold her closer to you, not stopping to give her little kisses as you sensually pumped your cock in and out of her tight ass, "you make me feel so… special."

"It's because you're special, Chaeryeongie," you murmured against her lips, between kisses, "you make me want to make you feel this way every time you smile, so please don't stop doing that," you now plunged into her neck with little kisses and licks, and as if you had flipped a hidden switch in her, her moans became much louder and longer.

You weren't surprised to discover that above all possible things, what turned Chaery on the most in bed was simply being truly loved, as she just said it: 'feeling special.' Her orgasm came in a matter of seconds, you still weren't moving your hips half as fast as you could, but still she cummed as if you had been fucking her mercilessly for 10 minutes straight. You hugged her with both arms, pinning her against her mattress while her body shook between tremors and cute moans. You stayed completely inside her for a few seconds while her body relaxed, and when any trace of her orgasm finally disappeared, you pulled out of her between heavy breaths.

"God, you two are going to make me throw up how pretty you look," Chaeyeon said, faking a gag. You just only laughed about it.

"Honey... who's the winner this time? Who has the best pussy and ass?" Chaery asked, still reeling from her orgasm.

"You're forgetting a little detail, girls," you said, getting up from the sofa to stand facing the edge, "you haven't made me cum again, so I consider it fair to decide it that way. I'll cum twice, once in a pussy , and the other in an ass. That's to show my favorites."

“That's pretty fair to me,” Chaeyeon said, crawling to the edge of the couch to get on her hands and knees right in front of you.

"Me too," Chaery said a second later, moving to her sister's side just like her, on her hands and knees.

You stared at the scene for a few seconds, the two Lee sisters, both fucking hot and with incredibly tight, toned and sexy bodies, and above all, a pair of asses to drool over. You didn't bother wasting time, and decided to give your second load of the night to Chaery. One hand went to her waist, and the other to your cock as you guided it into her tight, wet pussy.

Chaery moaned again, and this time she looked over her shoulder at you to nod her head, giving you the green light to fuck her as hard as you wanted this time. So you did, fucking her frantically right from the start, one hand on her ass as your cock disappeared between her buttocks with each hard pump.

The sounds of your pelvis crashing against her ass echoed through the entire living room, even over the music that continued to blare from the bluetooth speaker on the table. You caressed her buttocks with both hands, then gave them one last squeeze before feeling the tingle in your lower abdomen.

"We have our first winner..." you growled, giving a sudden pace up to your thrusts before delivering one last hard thrust, releasing your entire load into Chaery's tight pussy, who let out a small sigh of contentment and relief when felt your thick liquid fill her completely.

"Does that mean I have the best ass?" Chaeyeon asked, completely ignoring the fact that she had just lost at something.

"I'm not going to answer that question, don’t be a bitch" you said, pulling out of Chaery's pussy, letting your cum spill from it onto the couch, and taking your already drenched cock from your and Chaery's fluids to guide it into Chaeyeon's butthole. 

You didn't care that you were overstimulating yourself, at first it was painful, but you knew how to endure it like a champion as the pain turned back into pleasure. You fucked Chaeyeon with all the strength and accumulated rage that you hadn't used against Chaery, you included absolutely everything, hair pulling, exaggeratedly strong spanks, and even a lot of degradation that made her very fucking horny.

When Chaeyeon already had both buttocks red as a tomato and her hair all messed up, you started to feel certain signs in your body that your third orgasm of the night was just around the corner. A bead of sweat trickled down your temple, and you gave Chaeyeon one last hard spank that made her scream in pain before giving her one last hard thrust, shooting thick streams of cum into your favorite ass all over the girls with which you had fucked. And that was saying enough.

"Oh my fucking god… I'm going to miss feeling that load inside my ass so much," Chaeyeon moaned biting her lip, her brow furrowing as she looked over her shoulder at you, "promise me when you get back you'll come home to fuck me."

"I can't promise you anything, I might have to put my double shifts on hold for a while," you replied, glancing at Chaery, who smiled at you.

"Agh, how boring you are!" Chaeyeon complained, and you pulled your cock out of her ass, letting your cum flow freely out of it and onto the couch.

After that, the three of you began to clean yourselves and also clean the entire room as best you could, especially the sofa. During all that time the atmosphere changed for the better after the lewd side was finally satisfied, you knew Chaeyeon very well, and you knew how fun and wonderful she was, just like her sister, so you did not stop laughing with fleeting comments about how quickly everything had gone uphill for you, and they were certainly right, in that first session in the spa you could never imagine that you were going to fuck one of the members and her sister in the same night, it sounded stupid in your head, but maybe that's how lucky you were.

When everything was finally clean and orderly, you were left dressed only in your boxers, and Chaery in her panties, stockings and white sweater. The two of you had returned the sofa back to its natural shape, and sat next to each other as Chaeyeon prepared to leave.

"Oppa, do you want to come with me or are you going to stay with Chaery?" Chaeyeon asked, picking up her phone from the table and putting it in her pocket. You didn't even think twice before throwing an arm around Chaery's shoulders and snuggling her against you.

"Before you came I was already perfectly happy here, Chaeyeonie, so no thanks, I'm staying," you said with an innocent little smile, caressing Chaery's shoulder with your hand as she hugged your torso.

"So that answers my question, she's your favorite Lee Sister," Chaeyeon nodded with an amused expression, "but hey, it's okay, I haven't given up yet," she winked at you.

"Bye unnie," Chaery waved, eager for her to finally be gone from her.

"Bye sis, I'll call you soon, okay? Take care!" Chaeyeon waved back, and then blew you a kiss before disappearing down the hall.

When Chaeyeon left the atmosphere lightened up significantly for the two of you, everything was now as calm and peaceful as before, and you made sure to snuggle Chaery tight against you, giving her as much warmth as possible. You put on a movie, and you were completely silent for the entire duration of it, just enjoying each other's company and how good each other's warmth felt.

You were already starting to feel sleepy just like her, and just when the credits of the movie rolled on the screen, she turned to look at you, give you a little kiss on the cheek and grab your chin to make you see her.

"Thank you honey... really," she said in a low, soft voice.

"Why Baby?" you asked, cupping the side of her face and brushing her cheek with your thumb.

"For choosing me," she looked you straight in the eyes, two shining pearls, "In my trainee days all the boys always went with Yeji or Ryujin," she began to say, with a sadder and more melancholy tone, "Or with any of the other girls, never with me," she sighed.

"Honey, choosing you was too easy for me," you smiled, giving her a little kiss on the lips, "you're too fucking beautiful, and your smile melts me."

"You're not going to forget me when you go on tour with those girls, are you?" she asked with a certain insecure tone.

"How could I possibly forget about you?" you chuckled, giving her little kisses all over her face, "that will never happen, I promise."

"God, how are you so cute?" Chaery, clung tightly to your body once more, resting her chin on your chest and looking up, "can we have a redo from our date? that bitch ruined everything," she sighed.

"You can have as many redos as you want, honey, and I would never get tired of you," you gave her another kiss on the lips, she just smiled from ear to ear, and as the minutes passed, you both fell fast asleep.

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Of course this idea was transmitted to Yeji since she was the leader, with whom they had to first seek her approval before hiring a team to install the camera and microphone system in there, making them of the best quality and as discreet as possible so that you wouldn't notice. Yeji and Ryujin made sure themselves that none of the cameras or microphones were visible even to a second glance, and the technicians they had hired had been so good that even Yeji completely forgot they existed.

Lia, Yuna, and Chaeryeong were the first to arrive in the living room to sit on the couch and wait, Ryujin was the last to arrive, at least five minutes later than scheduled. Yuna and Lia were only wearing a pair of panties, Yuna's were pink and Lia's were light blue, Chaery was only wearing a transparent black tank top and red panties, and Ryujin was still wearing the black one-piece lingerie.

"Where were you?" Lia asked Ryujin as she went to sit next to Chaery with a sigh.

"I was trying to convince him to do a quickie in the rehearsal room, but apparently he's afraid of Yeji," Ryujin said with a chuckle, looking at her fingernails and crossing her legs.

"I can't blame him, she's scary," Chaery said.

"Oh, he's there, shut up," Yuna said, pointing to the TV. Lia took the remote control, and enlarged the camera located in the corner where the whole room could be seen.

They all focused on the TV screen, while Yeji explained what you were going to do and ordered you to undress. Ryujin couldn't help but laugh when you tried to apologize to Yeji.

"I can't believe he was going to tell her it was my fault," she said between laughs.

"It's your fault, Shin Ryujin," Lia said, glaring at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I mean, I know," she was still chuckling, "but aww, poor thing, it's not my fault he's so pretty and his dick is so addictive."

"How do you know that?" Chaery asked, raising both eyebrows at her. Ryujin thought that she had screwed up, but fortunately the facts favored her.

"Did you forget that I sucked his dick that day?" Ryujin replied, saving herself from arousing suspicion, "I've never enjoyed sucking a cock that bad."

"You're still a fucking bitch though!" Yuna protested from the other end of the couch, "You tried to fuck him before your turn!"

"We made no rules about it, don't be a whiny brat," Ryujin sneered.

After that, no one said anything until you started massaging Yeji's feet and legs, where there started to be some hand movement between the girls. Yuna had one of her hands on her tit, and the other was rubbing her pussy over her panties.

"Fuck, you don't know what you're missing by not having your feet and legs worshiped by him," Yuna gasped, rubbing her slit very slowly.

"I'll have to figure that out myself, I didn't love it when that other guy did it to me," Ryujin remarked.

Despite the supposed non-devotion of the girls for that, they all started touching themselves over their underwear, Yuna was going a little faster than all of them, she had even put a hand inside her panties to rub her clit, while the others only did it over the fabric of their panties. They kept up this pace just to warm up their engines little by little, saving energy for when the real fun began.

The time for the first activity had already passed, and when Yeji had bent against the edge of the bed, Chaery immediately removed her tank top, freeing her two pretty tits.

"Fuck, the good stuff will finally start," she gasped as you knelt behind Yeji and buried your face between her buttocks. Yeji groaned through the TV speakers, and both Chaery and Lia groaned in unison.

"Fuck yes," Lia moaned, pushing her panties aside and wetting her fingers to rub them up and down between her folds, "I love how he eats ass, it's so fucking delicious."

"I know right? I can't wait for him to eat my ass that good," Chaery slipped her fingers into her pussy, and began to move her wrist slowly at first. The others followed her lead, and soon the living room was filled with moans of all shapes and volumes, the loudest being Lia's. They were all now completely naked and spread-legged on the sofa, fingering themselves while you ate Yeji's ass with all your might.

They were all focused on the TV screen, but soon found themselves slowly being charmed and drawn in by each other's moans and wet pussy sounds. Chaery and Ryujin locked eyes for a few seconds, both moaning with pleasure until their lips collided in a fierce kiss. Ryujin's free hand went to one of Chaery's tits, pinching her nipple and squeezing it as they both pumped their fingers in and out of their pussies, but Chaery wanted to help too, and brought her free hand to Ryujin's slit to quickly rub her clit.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the couch, Lia had brought out her caring side to take care of Yuna and put aside her own pleasure for a moment, leaning to the side to bring one of her tits to her mouth, sucking and licking her nipple while Yuna caressed her hair. She also fulfilled the same role as Chaery with Ryujin, rubbing Yuna's clit frantically, but in this case Yuna received industrial amounts of pleasure, and Lia got nothing in return, just the satisfaction and happiness of making her maknae feel good.

Chaery quickly got turned on by how horny Ryujin was making her, and stopped her to stand up and pull the lever on the sofa so that the back of it folded down, turning it into a big bed for everyone to be more comfortable. They all fell back, but Chaery landed on her knees and grabbed Ryujin's legs to plunge her face into her pussy.

"Oh shit Chaery!" Ryujin screeched, taking Chaery's raven hair between her fingers and leaning on her forearm to watch her as she her pussy furiously.

Lia, who was giving Yuna her full attention with kisses on her neck while she rubbed her clit, remembered what Chaery had said just now and broke away from Yuna to look into her eyes.

"Sorry darling, baby Chaery needs some love too, do you think you can manage on your own?" Lia asked Yuna, brushing her hair off her forehead and giving her a little kiss.

"I still have an ace up my sleeve, don't worry about me," Yuna winked at her, and Lia climbed off the couch to get on her hands and knees behind Chaery's toned, round ass.

Ryujin and Lia exchanged knowing glances while Ryujin moaned through pursed lips, she knew what was going to happen, as did Yuna, who was dedicating herself to watching you eat Yeji's ass as she slowly crawled towards Ryujin, but for Chaery it was a huge shock to feel Lia's tongue attack her needy ass when she least expected it, letting out a small cry against Ryujin's pussy and then going wild between moans.

Lia had a grip on Chaery's ass with both hands, giving each cheek a firm squeeze as she moved her tongue in circles around her hole. Chaery, being especially sensitive in that part of her body, began to squirm more and more with each attack of Lia's tongue against her ass, which was also reflected in the stimuli that her mouth gave to Ryujin. And Yuna, already feeling left out, opted for a move that surprised them all.

Yuna took Ryujin by the shoulders and made her lie down, with a quick movement, straddling her face and forcing her to only breathe her pussy and her ass, while Chaery continued to eat her pussy and Lia ate Chaery's ass.

At that time you had already stopped eating Yeji's ass, and had moved on to her pussy. But no one was paying real attention to the screen, only Yuna who was the one facing it. This wouldn't last long, however, as Yuna ground her hips faster and faster while Ryujin devoured her pussy, and her eyes closed as she played with her own tits.

Being the most aroused and horny at that moment, Chaery was the first to cum thanks to the multiple kisses and licks that Lia gave her ass. She clung to Ryujin's thighs, not wanting to part with her pussy even as her body was going crazy. Lia made a double effort to keep her in place, holding her tightly by the waist until her orgasm had passed. 

"Fuck Unnie, you really are a slut when you get that pretty ass eaten, aren't you?" Yuna teased, her hands resting on Ryujin's abdomen as she kept grinding her hips against her face.

The next to reach her peak was Ryujin, who between eating Yuna's pussy, hearing Yeji and the other girls moaning, and having her pussy violently eaten by Chaery, who was now getting her pussy eaten by Lia, they made her arch her back in pleasure and squeal against Yuna's little pussy, clinging to her ass and digging her nails into her buttocks, causing Yuna to moan in pain.

Ryujin instinctively squeezed Chaery's head between her creamy thighs, and removed a hand from Yuna's ass just to pull Chaery's hair, but she went a little too far, causing Chaery to squeal in pain.

"Unnie! Fuck, be careful!" she claimed frowning, but then being dragged back into pleasure by Lia, who was not only eating her pussy but also playing with her tits underneath her body. Anyways, Chaery was the type to take offense easily enough, so she moved Ryujin's thighs away from around her head and stopped eating her pussy.

Yuna was the next to have her first orgasm of the day, and it was undoubtedly the most violent and intense of all so far. Her entire body shuddered, and her moans were vastly louder than the other girls', she leaned back, clutching Ryujin's hair and slowly grinding her hips as she came all over her mouth. 

"You did have an ace up your sleeve, huh?" Lia said, getting to her knees behind Chaery with her hands resting on her ass.

"Fuck yes!" Yuna moaned, then got off Ryujin's face, who took a deep breath as Yuna, lying on her side, now looking at the screen, "Oh, he had a stiff, he'll have to keep eating Yeji unnie's pussy,” she said with a giggle.

"Fuck Yuna, if you're going to do that you could let me know first," Ryujin complained, still trying to catch her breath after orgasming and eating her pussy.

"Unnie, aren't you going to cum?" Chaery asked innocently, looking over her shoulder at Lia with puppy eyes.

"Right, why don't you come over for us to help you, unnie?" Yuna asked with a sexy and provocative tone, indicating with her finger that she should get on the bed.

"I was just making sure to make my babies feel good," Lia said, crawling across the floor and then climbing onto the bed, lying between Ryujin and Yuna with her legs spread wide, "but I think it's time my babies put me back my favor."

"You're making me want to call you mommy," Yuna said with a smirk, as she bit her lip and leaned down to plant small kisses on Lia's lips. Chaery climbed on the bed with the two of them, and passed over Ryujin to lie next to Lia.

"Don't even think about calling me that, Shin Yuna," Lia warned with a stern face, which soon softened when Chaery, in the most tender and loving way possible, began to plant kisses on her neck.

"Oh come on! You make it boring, unnie," Yuna lay down next to her, and cupped the side of Lia's face to exchange small kisses with her.

"I don't make it boring," Lia said between kisses and gasps, as Chaery now lowered her kisses to her tits, "It's just that if you tell me that, I'm not responsible for how I start to treat you from now on."

"But that sounds fun… it doesn't sound like a threat at all," Yuna replied with a mischievous giggle, caressing Lia's cheek with her thumb as she kissed her.

"It will sound like a threat to you when I make you so needy of my attention all the time," Lia gradually let go more, and the gasps coming from her mouth were now little moans.

"I don't care about that, I know you would give me attention all the time…mommy," Yuna murmured in a sexy voice, before diving headlong into the kiss with Lia.

Yuna ran a hand slowly from Lia's chest to her tummy, which caressed for a few seconds before reaching her pussy, which she began to rub with her index and middle fingers, moving them along her folds while teased with putting them inside her. Chaery meanwhile kept sucking and licking Lia's tits, but when she saw that Yuna was touching her pussy, she brought one of hers there too, to slowly rub her clit.

After a few seconds of pure teasing, Yuna finally brought her two long fingers into Lia's cunt, pumping in and out rapidly from the start and causing her to moan against her lips, while Chaery matched her rhythm with the movements of her fingers against her clit. Ryujin had nothing to do at that moment, she was exhausted and resting after nearly running out of breath a few seconds ago, so she just stared at the TV while you gave Yeji the last few finishing moves.

Yuna's fingers pumped in and out of Lia's pussy as fast as she could move her wrist, which drove Lia crazy less than a minute into it. Chaery raised her face to Lia's neck again, and there she gave her wet kisses and bites while she and Yuna drove her crazy with pleasure. Yuna played with her tits, pinching her nipples while she massaged them vigorously, and Lia couldn't do anything but caress both girls' black hair.

Yuna broke away from the kiss, now fully focusing on hammering Lia's wet pussy with her two fingers, as she moved her fingers in rapid circles against her clit and kissed Lia's jaw with small kisses. Lia turned her face when she felt Chaery so close to her, and she cupped her face with both of her hands to desperately kiss her, feeling that she wasn't going to be able to take it much longer.

The awaited moment for her came just a few seconds later, just when you had made Yeji cum for the second time and the room was filled with her moans and Lia's, who despite competing against the TV speakers, did a very good job matching the volume of her screams. Lia stood still for a second, then exploding into violent spasms, she locked her thighs around Chaery's wrist, biting her lower lip as she came around Yuna's fingers, who was now moving her wrist at a  slower and more sensual way.

"Damn, he really made Yeji cum three times in a row," Ryujin mentioned, completely ignoring what was happening next to her just to judge what was going on in the spa room.

Yuna pulled her fingers out of Lia's pussy, and Chaery also stopped moving her wrist, so that they inadvertently coordinated to give Lia a little kiss on each cheek.

"Fuck... thanks," Lia said between heavy breaths, slumping back and stretching her legs out to rest, "is he still eating Yeji's pussy?"

"You're welcome, mommy," Yuna said with a giggle, sitting next to her and then looking at the screen, "Nope, he's already stopped, he's going to give her the massage."

"Good thing, because I need to rest for a second," Lia sighed, sitting back down but leaning her back against the wall. It was then that she noticed the girls' panties scattered throughout the living room, and after a few seconds, she made an effort to get up from the sofa and collect them all, leaving them together in one corner for later.

"Mmm I'll do something, I'll be right back," Ryujin said, getting up from the sofa to leave the living room, heading upstairs. The girls looked confused, but ended up not giving it so much importance.

All the girls dedicated themselves to resting while you massaged Yeji, just staring at the screen and cuddling with each other to keep warm. The minutes passed, and just a few minutes before the massage time was up, they both sat next to each other again, anxiously awaiting the next phase, the milk you phase.

Right at that moment, Ryujin returned to the living room, but with a backpack on her shoulders. She walked and stood between the television and the sofa, obstructing the girls' view, who stared at the backpack.

"Why are you standing there and what the hell do you have in that backpack?" Lia asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, are you going on a nudist excursion or what?" Yuna said, making a disgusted face.

Ryujin didn't answer, she just took the backpack off her shoulder and stepped forward to empty it on the sofa right in front of them, dropping all kinds of sex toys, dildos, vibrators, anal plugs and even lube. Lia, Yuna, and Chaery widened their eyes at the display of potential before their eyes, and smiled at the same time.

"I thought we could add a little more spice to our little game," Ryujin said with a proud expression, tossing the empty backpack away.

"We can certainly have quite a bit of fun," Yuna said, eyeing the toys carefully.

"Guys, look, Yeji is going to drain him," Chaery said, pointing to the screen.

"Ryujinnie, put the camera in the bottom corner, we need to see that," Lia said, pointing to the remote on the corner of the sofa.

Ryujin took the remote control, and put a camera in which they could perfectly see under the table how Yeji began to play with your cock. They returned to each other's side, still not touching any toys, and devoted themselves to watching Yeji suck your cock as they lazily played with their pussies, some rubbing their folds and others very slowly pumping their fingers in and out.

"Fuck, I'd love to be sucking oppa's dick instead of Yeji," Yuna gasped, slowly pumping her wrist.

"Me too," Ryujin said rubbing her pussy, "his cock tastes so delicious and feels so good in the mouth," she bit her lip.

"And his cum tastes so fucking delicious," Lia said between Yuna and Chaery, playing with her own tits as she watched Yeji deepthroat you.

"I haven't had a chance to suck his dick yet…" Chaery said as she fingered herself, "but I would really love him to cum all over my face after giving him head."

"Lowkey you are a horny slut, aren't you, Chaeryeongie?" Ryujin teased, with a mischievous smirk.

"Am I with the right people, or do you forget how many times you and I have fucked?" Chaery asked, returning the smirk. Yuna seemed quite surprised by that information, but Lia was not.

"Of course not, the more muscular and luscious you get the more it makes me want you to eat my pussy all the time," Ryujin replied, winking at Chaery.

"And I'm the slut?" Chaery raised an eyebrow.

"Yes you are, you just should realize how fucking horny it makes you to have someone touch your ass," that was the final punchline, as Chaery fell silent, her cheeks flushing red.

There was another silence in the room, all of them were with their mouths ajar as you cum for the first time, and they began to touch each other slightly faster watching Yeji's face being painted white with your load.

"Oh shit, Yeji unnie is overstimulating him, that's so fucking hot," Yuna moaned, pumping her fingers slightly faster in and out of her pussy, "I wish I was there with her sucking his dick."

"My poor boy," Lia said with some pity for you, seeing how you were sore at first, "he looks so cute…" at that moment they all stared at Lia, "What?"

"Do you like him?" Ryujin asked with a giggle.

"Huh? No!" Lia responded instantly, looking at her and then at the screen, "Well… ugh shut up!" her face turned red, and they all laughed about it.

Minutes passed until they saw how you cum for the second time, now inside her mouth. Yuna moaned at the sight, biting her lower lip and rubbing herself, Chaery was fingering herself without putting in too much effort, and Lia and Ryujin were still waiting for what was to come.

"Yeji unnie should look up the definition of rest in a dictionary," Chaery said, watching Yeji sit on your face.

"Don't expect anything from her, sometimes she has delusions of grandeur," Lia said, "obviously she wasn't going to let him rest without her first getting something in return."

They stopped for a second, watching your cock slowly come back to life, and anticipating what was going to happen next, they all started rummaging through the toys. The first thing Lia did was grab a blue heart-shaped stainless steel anal plug and a 5.5-inch black silicone dildo, Yuna just grabbed a 6-inch pink dick-shaped dildo, and Chaery to everyone's surprise, grabbed a 6.5-inch purple dildo and a small, cylinder-like wand vibrator. Ryujin was the only one who picked up the larger wand vibrator, the one that could easily be mistaken for a microphone.

"Can I help you unnie?" Chaery said, pointing to the anal plug in Lia's hand.

"Of course honey," Lia agreed, and Chaery took one of the lube bottles they had to remove the anal plug from her hand and pour lube over it. Lia lay down and spread her legs, and Chaery helped her insert the anal plug into her ass, causing a loud moan from the blonde, "Oh fuck yes!" she growled, "Thank you baby," Lia winked, and Chaery spread her legs at one side of her.

Yuna picked up another of the bottles of lube and poured it over her dildo, then guided it deep into her tight pussy with a long, sensual moan. Chaery and Ryujin turned on their vibrators, both at low speed then pressed against their clits. Lia also lubed up her dildo, and just like Yuna, she pushed it deep into her pussy. You started fucking Yeji, and at that precise moment the living room turned into a loud cacophony of moans.

Yuna and Lia started pumping their dildos in and out of her pussies at full speed, watching you fuck Yeji doggy style. Yuna was massaging her own tits with her free hand, and Lia had one hand on her clit, adding extra stimulation to her pussy. On the other hand, Ryujin and Chaery had been watching everything until they exchanged glances for a second, they both stared at each other, moaning with their faces distorted with pleasure, and they couldn't help but kiss while pressing the vibrators against their pussies.

When you turned Yeji around and started fucking her missionary, Lia searched for anything to hold on to, and the first thing she found was Yuna's thigh, where she dug her nails in while pounding her own pussy with the dildo, with gaping mouth and letting out pretty moans.

Yuna loved that Lia was digging her nails into her thighs, and wanting to find more of her, she brought her free hand right between Lia's legs to help her, trying to rub her clit despite the fact that she herself was trembling and shaking from the long and quick movements of her arm, pumping the dildo in and out of her pussy. Lia couldn't do anything but keep clinging to Yuna's thigh, wanting to kiss her but also not wanting to stop looking at the screen.

Chaery and Ryujin continued to kiss for at least another minute and a half, they had set their vibrators to a medium speed close to maximum, and had them fully pressed against their pussies, slowly moving them in circles to get to the most sensitive spots with the vibrations. Their moans were muffled against each other's lips, and with their free hands they did their best to touch their bodies in every corner possible, they would have kept kissing, but the moment Yeji almost came, they all looked at the screen, and they were all shocked when they saw you deny Yeji an orgasm.

"No fucking way he denied her an orgasm like that," Ryujin said, gasping, "and on top of that he called her a bitch," Ryujin grinned, somehow proud of you.

"Those two are going to beat the shit out of each other," Lia said, resting her wrist for a few seconds as did Yuna.

"Oh god, shut up everyone, he's going to fuck her ass," Chaery said excitedly, watching you guide your cock into Yeji's ass, "Oh my fucking god…"

Chaery let go of the vibrator for a second, to grab the dildo she had chosen, lubricate it, and slowly press it into her own ass, moaning to the rooftops as every single inch of the toy forced its way between her walls until it was fully deep inside her. She grabbed the vibrator again, and just like Ryujin, put it on full speed before pressing it against her pussy as she pumped the dildo in and out of her ass.

Lia was also immediately turned on when you were fucking Yeji's ass, she pulled the anal plug out of her ass, and pulled the dildo out of her pussy to switch holes, now guiding the dildo deep down her ass and joining Chaery like good anal sluts they were. Despite not being so devoted to anal sex yet, Yuna also joined the sea of moans and pleasure as she watched her unnies fuck their own asses, and wanting to help, she started fingering Lia's pussy with her free hand, while she kept pumping her dildo in and out of her own pussy.

Ryujin was the only one who was still being stimulated only by the vibrator that she herself pressed into her pussy, since Chaery had both hands full as she watched you stop fucking Yeji's ass and return to her pussy, it didn't seem to affect any of them, since they were so immersed in their carnal feelings and lust that at that point it didn't even matter what was happening on the screen.

Yuna was already touching herself before all of them, so conveniently for all, she was the first to cum. She stopped touching Lia for a second, concentrating on her own pleasure by fucking her own pussy with the pink dildo as fast as her wrist would allow her. Her orgasm came seconds later. She slumped back on the couch to explode into loud squeals and writhings of her body, locking her thighs around her own wrist as the dildo continued inside her as the last shreds of her orgasm she passed.

Missing Yuna's hand on her pussy, Lia brought her own hand to it and began rubbing her clit quickly and in circles, and between that, and the pumping of the dildo in her ass, she was the next in cum between screams. She fell back, finding herself level with Yuna, who didn't hesitate to cup the side of her face and kiss her as she went through her intense orgasm. The two of them kept kissing during those seconds, until they heard Yeji shout exaggeratedly loud through the TV speakers.

That was the moment for Chaery, who as soon as she saw how you took your cock to Yeji's ass once more, she reached her long-awaited orgasm, which to everyone's surprise, took its toll on her through a small squirt. The squirt wasn't too prominent or long-lasting, but they were surprised to see that her body had been accumulating so much pleasure to the point of being able to come up with something like that. Chaery pulled the dildo out of her ass, and shoved it into her pussy as the vibrator continued at full speed, she moaned and screamed, more than she ever had before, and when her orgasm faded, she stopped, letting herself fall back completely exhausted. At that time, you and Yeji reached your orgasm too.

Ryujin was the only one who hadn't cummed yet, always close to the point but never quite getting there. Chaery was completely out, as was Lia, but Yuna noticed that Ryujin needed help, and she didn't hesitate for a second to grab her pink dildo, crawl behind all the girls, and sit next to Ryujin to rub the dildo between her folds, while the vibrator made her tremble slightly.

"Do you need a hand?" Yuna asked with a mocking giggle, her face to the side of Ryujin's as she moaned and bit her lower lip.

"Go on, I want to teach these bitches how to squirt properly," Ryujin replied in the most self-centered and pretentious way she could manage.

Yuna guided the dildo, still lubricated with her own fluids and lubricant, into Ryujin's pussy, and that was like putting Ryujin's engine into fourth gear, who began to squirm her hips and moan louder, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back as she focused on her pleasure. Yuna frantically pumped the dildo right away, fucking her pussy and slowly bringing her to her peak of pleasure.

Ryujin took her free hand to her tit, squeezing it tightly before scrunching up her face and letting out a shrill squeak to suddenly explode, Yuna, knowing exactly what to do, immediately took out the dildo, so that a porn movie worthy squirt came out of Ryujin's pussy. Chaery looked at it out of the corner of her eye, and raised both eyebrows with her mouth half open, watching the liquid completely soak the sofa and part of the living room floor. Ryujin was the only one out of all of them who didn't succumb to the spasms and stayed seated at all times like a pro, just slowing the vibrator to almost minimum speed and relaxing her muscles little by little until she passed her orgasm.

"How the fuck you know how to do that, it's fucking impressive," Yuna admitted, looking at the fluid-soaked pink dildo and vibrator.

"Months and months of practice," Ryujin said, hair plastered to her sweaty face and regulating her breathing, "and I can do it whenever I orgasm."

"Would you teach me?" Yuna asked, tilting her head with an innocent smile, "it looks pretty funny."

"Later, don't be a slut and let me rest," Ryujin snapped, leaning on her forearms to close her eyes. At that moment, Lia came back to life, sitting on the edge of the sofa with her hair extremely messy and her body sweaty.

"Guys, he left the spa room, he's leaving," Lia said, pointing to the television, "why don't we go give him a little surprise?" she asked, standing up, picking up Ryujin's wet panties and lingerie with a mischievous little smile.

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After the shower, you two went back down to the living room, where you only found Yuna eating popcorn while she was watching a show on TV and Ryujin sitting at the dining table with an Alienware laptop playing Valorant. You didn't know how the hell, but Lia somehow knew that you were hungry, and offered to cook you some dinner before you went home, obviously you refused out of simple modesty, but it was enough for her to insist just a little so that you end up accepting.

You and the girls stayed up talking until around 1:30 in the morning, when you finally went home, saying goodbye to the girls in the living room and then to Yeji and Chaery, who were sitting next to each other by the pool while having a couple of beers, but just before leaving, Yeji stopped you.

"Hey pretty boy, I hope you're mentally prepared for tomorrow," she told you, hands resting on the floor and her body leaning back, letting you see her pretty midriff and her perky tits under her bikini.

"Do you want me to come tomorrow?" you asked, one step from the gate.

"Well of course!" she replied with a giggle and flushed cheeks, you wondered to yourself if she was drunk, "I don't want to have to wait another week to suck that juicy cock without restraint," Chaery next to her started laughing as well, which which served as proof to confirm that they were both drunk.

"Well, I can come at 12 noon, is that okay with you?" You raised an eyebrow, careful that Chaery didn't fall into the pool while she got up to look for more in a small cooler they had.

"That's mooore than perfect," she nodded several times, "I'll be waiting for you oppa!"

"Aha, but please be careful, you're drunk and very close to the pool," you entered the password to the gate, and it began to open.

"Hey, but I'm not drunk!" Chaery objected, returning with two cans of beer, clearly drunk.

"Whatever you say, good night, ladies," you winked at Yeji, and then left to get in your car and drive home.

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The next morning it was certainly difficult for you to get up at 10 in the morning and be able to get to the girls' house on time, so you had to have breakfast, bathe and dress fleetingly. At 11:45 you were driving to the townhouse, listening to A Thousand Bad Times and then Take What You Want by Post Malone, drinking an Iced Mocha you bought on the way.

You arrived much more punctual than you thought, 12:10 PM, and you were already parking the car outside the house. You went inside, and this time you didn't find anyone in the pool, so you went directly to go up to the living room, but when you were about to go up the stairs, someone pulled you back by your sweater, dragging yourself into a nearby room and quickly closing the door. You turned to see who it was, finding Ryujin in an oversized t-shirt that covered her knees, nothing new, since the naughty face was always the same.

"May I know what you're doing?" you asked Ryujin, looking at the room you were in. A kind of practice room, with a mirror wall and a sound system installed.

"Mmm, you have two options, daddy," she walked up to you, and put her hands behind her back as she looked into your eyes, "Yeji-unnie is waiting for you on the top floor, you can go with her, or…" Before speaking further, she slowly removed her shirt, revealing an incredibly sexy black one-piece lingerie, which as if that wasn't enough, was see through, "you can make her wait and fuck me in front of those mirrors."

You stayed without saying anything for a few seconds, seeing her nipples under her lingerie, her pretty pussy, it was fucking tempting, but this time you had to be rational.

"Your turn is next, don't be such a brat and wait until tomorrow," you said, making your stance clear.

"Come on daddy!" she begged, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing her body against yours, "don't you like my lingerie? I bought it exclusively for you and for you to take it off," she started to give you small kisses on the chin, but you slipped away from her carefully.

"Baby, I love the lingerie on you, but please wait for your turn, I don't want to keep Yeji waiting," you cupped her face in your hands, looking into her eyes.

"Agh," she rolled her eyes in annoyance, "okay, go," she backed off with a sigh, stepping to the side of the door and picking up her shirt.

"Thanks, I promise it will be worth the wait," you gave her a peck on the cheek, walking towards the door.

"But daddy, you better not make me wait too long," she interrupted you when you'd already opened the door, "or I'll have to seek pleasure with someone else…" she said, followed by a mischievous giggle. You narrowed your eyes at her, seriously considering pushing her against the wall, ripping that lingerie off, and fucking her mercilessly.

"You're a fucking slut, Shin Ryujin."

"I am, but I'm a fucking slut that you would fuck every day without getting tired," she bit her lower lip, and winked at you. She wasn't wrong.

"See you later," you said to leave the room, before you made some stupid decision.

After taking a second on the stairs to take a deep breath, you went up to the second floor, and immediately to the third, to then go to Yeji's room, you went in, but Yeji wasn't there. You closed the door very carefully, and you dedicated yourself to exploring the rest of the rooms that you were sure were not occupied by anyone, all without any success except for one, the last one at the end of one of the corridors. You walked in, and what you saw left you both surprised and excited.

It was a small room, smaller than any of the rooms on that floor, but it felt extremely familiar to you, but for one simple reason: it was an almost exact copy of your massage room at work, except that you only there was a bed there, a bed on which Hwang Yeji lay, stark naked as she watched towards you, her countenance anything but happy.

"Damn... did you put all this together for the occasion?" you asked, looking at the varnished wooden furniture, the warm light and the plants.

"No time for questions, undress, now," she ordered, sharply and coldly, "you're 15 minutes late."

"I know, it's just…" you tried to excuse yourself, but she intensified her predatory gaze on you, "nothing, sorry," you finally said, starting to undress.

"You know what's about to happen, don't you?" she asked, watching you take off your pants and shoes.

"I can get an idea, yes, but I'd like you to be a little specific," you replied as you stripped out of your boxers and stood completely naked.

"You're going to do the exact same services as in one of your sessions," she began, then sitting on the edge of the bed and dangling her legs, "you're going to give me a foot massage, eat my ass, pussy, and you will give me a nice massage."

"Well, that doesn't seem much different."

"Don't get ahead of yourself, boy, there's a slight difference," you cocked your head, confused, "if I catch you with a boner, it'll add five more minutes to the activity in question, okay?"

"Uh… okay," you nodded, moving closer to her.

"If you manage to add less than 10 minutes, you'll have a special treat for yourself," as you stood in front of her, she crossed her legs and nuzzled one of her feet up your thigh, "should we get started?"

"Does it count if it's just a little hard?" you asked, before starting.

"No, I'm pious and I'll consider it only if it's completely hard," she replied, "now shut up and start."

Behind you, attached to the wall, was a rectangular wooden stool, which you carefully dragged to grab a towel, spread it out on the wooden surface, and then sit down. Your head was right at the level of Yeji's crotch, an unflattering place due to the circumstances but perfect for the massage.

You rested Yeji's feet each on your knees, making a slight parting in her legs that allowed you to see her nice, shaved pussy, but you ignored it completely, pretending it wasn't there. If you stared at it for more than 10 seconds, you were screwed.

Yeji was staring at you, which didn't make it any easier since her gaze was one of those that weighed like two African elephants crushing you, but again, you completely ignored any attempt to provoke you and got to work.

Your process every time you did a foot and leg massage was always the same, you weren't supposed to have any problems, but you were so fucking nervous that you felt clumsy as your thumbs pressed against Yeji's sole, still you concentrated on trying to do the best you could, thinking about anything away from what was happening so that the blood wouldn't pump into your dick.

Yeji knew the inhuman effort you were making, and just to annoy you, while you worked on one of her feet, with the other she slowly rubbed your thigh, teasing to reach your cock and back down to your knee. You took a deep breath, and closed your eyes just for a second to take the other foot from her and repeat the same process as with the first. Unfortunately, that didn't make things much better, because the same thing that she was doing with her foot, she began to do with the one you just released. You had a whole odyssey ahead of you, and you only had 5 minutes of the first phase.

After leaving her soles, her toes and both of her feet well massaged, you began to work your way up the calf of her right leg, using your fingers with gentle and precise pressures with which you massaged her muscles from every possible angle. At that moment Yeji spread her legs slightly wider, leaving her pussy even more exposed to you, and then leaned back to rest her hands on the bed, giving you a perfect showcase of all the features of her body. She was really making it difficult for you, but you wouldn't bow to her taunts.

You repeated the same treatment with her other calf, and then you focused on her thighs, which were undoubtedly the most difficult part of the entire activity, since it was when your hands and face were closest to her crotch. You tried to be as brief as possible with her thighs, but Yeji was being so mean to you, that she brought two fingers to her mouth to moisten them and then began to rub her pussy very slowly.

"You know you're cheating right?" you said, just looking at her thighs and ignoring what was happening a little higher up.

"Cheating what? I don't remember making any rules," she shrugged, still playing with her pussy as you began to massage her other thigh.

"I know but… fuck," you gasped, going through the final steps of the massage a little over 10 minutes into it.

"Looks like we have extra time, aren't you going to kiss my legs?" she asked, teasing with bringing two fingers into her pussy as she rubbed her slit up and down.

"Yes, of course, that can't be missing," you started to do just what she had said, starting with her left leg.

The first focus of your lips and your kisses were her toes, for which you distributed wet kisses and then went down to her sole and the sides of her foot. You took her by the calf, and from her foot you went up slowly with your kisses, filling every little space with kisses until you reached her knee, where you stopped only to change feet and repeat the same process with the other leg.

After leaving her wet with your saliva from the knees down, you had exactly two minutes left to kiss and lick her thighs, you started with the one on the left, and as you did, she began to rub her pussy slightly faster, between small moans that were taking you completely out of your focus, but you just had to hold on a little longer.

You continued with her other thigh, incredibly tempted to deviate from your main objective and eat her pussy right away, but you would have time for that. You gave her some special attention on her inner thighs near her crotch just to play with fire a bit, and when it seemed that everything was going to be perfect, something wanted to stop you. Yeji knew very well that there was less than a minute left on the clock, and she used that time to bring her foot directly to your cock, to start rubbing and stroke it with her sole and her toes.

"You're a fucking…" you started, holding your breath and pulling away from her legs as she kept moving her foot, you immediately closed your eyes, not to see what was happening. And just as your dick started to move, the 15 minutes were up.

"Fucking bitch, yeah, I know," she said proudly, and when you opened your eyes to look at her, she had stopped touching your cock with her foot and had stopped touching herself. All with a small innocent smile on her face, "you did very well, for now you haven't added any minutes, darling, but the hardest part is yet to come."

"Don't even remind me," you sighed, standing up and taking a moment to relax as you waited for your cock to go completely flaccid again, "alright, let's get st… okay, going."

Right when you turned around Yeji was already positioned for the next activity. She had risen from the bed, and had only her forearms resting on the lower edge of it, her back making a perfect and beautiful curve, and her ass completely ready for you.

You went to kneel right behind her, her ass now mere inches from your face. She moved her hips slowly, and then squeezed her buttocks with both hands to spread them, giving each one a hard spank and then spread them again to leave both of her holes well exposed. You removed her hands from her ass, so you could squeeze her buttocks yourself and plunge your face directly between them.

Yeji let out a mixture between a moan and a sigh when she felt the tip of your tongue begin to play little games on her ass. You started making circles on it, just tracing the outline and leaving it well salivated before starting to use all your techniques, which ranged from making certain specific movements according to the client or something as simple as inserting the tip of your tongue in her hole and move it inside in circles.

With Yeji you first went with the first option, and it was certainly working well, as she began to let out louder and more sensual moans. You released her buttocks, letting them press against your cheeks while you moved your tongue in zigzags and filled her ass with salivary kisses.

Once again, Yeji wanted to make you work much harder by taking her hand between her legs and start rubbing her pussy faster than a few minutes ago, this increased the volume of her moans, as well as how restless she was while you were trying to keep her in place. She twisted her hips slightly, and you had to grab her tightly around her waist to make her stay still.

"You eat my ass so fucking good baby..." she moaned, now inserting two fingers into her pussy and pumping them slowly, "that feels fucking amazing, I can't wait to get your big juicy cock in there."

Her dirty talk activated another switch in your brain, which reproduced the image of your cock disappearing into Yeji's ass so vividly that you even had to stop for a few seconds to be able to press hard on your own cock to make the few inches it grown up to lower down again, she turned to look at you immediately, expecting to find a boner, but for now you kept winning.

10 minutes had already passed, you had 5 left, in which you usually always did something different for the specific client according to their tastes, but with Yeji you didn't do shit, one because she didn't deserve it and second because if you did something, you were going to get a boner too easy. You just dedicated yourself to continue playing with your tongue in her ass, as intensely and as fast as you could to make it worth it for her.

Yeji stopped fingering herself and took that same hand to your hair, to pull it hard and push her hips back to press your mouth even more against her ass. Your breathing was completely obstructed, but luckily for you, within a few seconds time was up. You had won, it no longer mattered if you had erections, since there were only two activities left.

"Fuck Yeji, this is being fucking difficult," you said after taking a deep breath as you separated your face from her ass.

"You don't have to hold back anymore, anyway," she said with a ragged breath, "you've made it, darling, congratulations."

"Does that mean I'll get my gift?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked down at you over her shoulder.

"Hell yes, but first you have to finish your itinerary, don't be smart with me," she gestured for you to get up, and you did.

Without any type of restriction or condition, you pressed your cock between her buttocks and took her by the shoulders to lift her up a bit, take her by the neck and lean in to kiss her intensely and fiery, full of all the sexual tension accumulated between you. from the day of the group session. This time your cock began to grow slowly, until in a matter of a minute it was completely hard and rubbing against Yeji's ass, who immediately broke the kiss and gave you a little push with a mischievous smile on her face.

"God, I really can't wait to get my dick deep inside that pretty pussy," you gasped, bringing a hand between her buttocks and rubbing her slit slowly.

"First focus on your work..." she grabbed your wrist and removed your hand from her pussy, "and then we can focus on that, okay?" she raised an eyebrow.

"As you command, boss, now come here," you grabbed Yeji by her waist and turned her around, to lift her onto the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide.

You fell back to your knees, your face now right in front of her wet, pretty pussy that was already screaming to be eaten. Yeji was staring at you, with slightly ruffled hair and a stare of a hungry predator that this time you dared to hold as you slowly brought your face closer, and without taking your eyes off her for a single second, you gave her pussy a very slow lick from down her slit to her clit. Yeji's face was an absolute poem, distorting in such an attractive way that it made your cock throb from the way she frowned and bit her lower lip.

"20 minutes honey..." she moaned as you continued to slowly lick her pussy in assorted ways as an entree, "you'll eat my pussy for 20 minutes... that dick is going to explode from how hard it is,” she dropped her head back for a second, panting, and looked back at you as you gently clung to her thighs and tasted her soft folds.

You already had previous experience eating Yeji's pussy, and you had her perfectly studied like a book, it was not difficult for you to attack her pussy with your tongue in the specific points that you knew would drive her crazy, and just like you expected it, so it happened. About 5 minutes had passed when you already had Hwang Yeji squirming on the bed.

She tried to close her thighs on either side of your head, but you used all your strength to keep her legs wide open, while you delivered fiery kisses between her folds and sensual licks of her clit. Her moans were undoubtedly the most pleasurable for you to hear so far, they aroused in you a carnal instinct that you usually couldn't bring out so often, that made the way you ate her pussy become frantic and indelicate, which made Yeji enjoy it even more.

Yeji brought a hand to your hair, tangling her fingers as much as possible in your strands so that she could hold on tight and press you further into her pussy. You responded by spitting out all the saliva that you had accumulated in your mouth right against her slit, leaving it completely soaked and slippery to now give special attention to her clitoris, which you began to attack with your tongue and lips, giving her sucks and wet kisses, which caused Yeji to fall back against the bed amid loud cries of pleasure.

"Oh god don't fucking stop!" Yeji moaned, almost scalping you with her fingers, "I'm right there honey, right fucking there!"

She wouldn't stop writhing in pleasure on the bed, and she began to shake as her first orgasm hit her suddenly. Once again, Yeji made the instinctive attempt to squeeze your head into her thighs, but you didn't budge for a moment, keeping her legs spread wide and eating her pussy like an animal even through her intense spasms and moans. You collected all her fluids from her slit as if it were a prize, licking clean between her folds and giving her clit more slow and careful licks.

"We still have 10 minutes left, bossie, don't relax too much," you said, pulling away from her pussy and regulating your breathing.

You stood up, and let your hard cock rest on Yeji's belly, to lean forward and kiss her lips. She cupped your face with both hands, letting out small moans in the middle of the kiss, while you brought one of your hands to her tits to give it a gentle squeeze. You would have kept kissing her, but she put a hand on her chest and pushed you up to get away from her.

"You're getting too excited, champ, finish the job," she said looking into your eyes, and patting your chest.

The clock was already ticking past 12 minutes, more than enough time to make her enjoy it a little more. You straightened up again, and walked to stand on the side of the bed. From there, you brought a hand straight to Yeji's slit, rubbing your two fingers up and down between her saliva-soaked folds. She stared at you, then grabbed your wrist to bring your free hand to the breast you hadn't grabbed before. You squeezed it hard, and she bit her lip as she anticipated your next move.

You rubbed her folds for a few short seconds, until you slid your two fingers inside her tight pussy. Yeji immediately clung to your wrist and let out a small moan with her lips pursed, she arched her back, and with your gaze fixed on her face, you began to pump your fingers in and out of her tight cavern, which they slid smoothly thanks to how wet it was.

You were slow and careful at first, making her believe that you would be as patient as possible when making her cum considering the time you had left for that activity, but on the contrary, you wanted to test your abilities, and see if you were able to make her reach her ecstasy more than once in less than 7 minutes, so not even a minute passed when you started fingering her pussy at full power, causing the palm of your hand to crash hard against her crotch with each pump.

"Tell me something..." you started, a mischievous smile on your face as you moved your wrist as fast as you could, even going so far as to make a bead of sweat slowly trickle down your temple, "What is the maximum amount of times someone has made you cum?"

Yeji tried to answer you, but you moved your hand from her soft perky tit to her neck, to grasp your fingers firmly and slightly cut off her breath, that made her whole body tense, and her pussy tightened around your fingers. Her moans couldn't get out of her mouth, they stayed suppressed in her throat in the form of growls that sent vibrations through your hand and to your wrist. She looked into your eyes, with a frown and a fucking sexy countenance that she kept until she cummed.

Having no possible way to avoid it, her thighs locked tightly on each side of your wrist, but this didn't stop you from continuing to move it like a tireless machine, even as Yeji was mere inches away from falling off the bed in the middle of the violent spasms that her body produced. You squeezed her neck even tighter, holding her in place until her body stopped shaking and then removing your fingers from her neck, letting her moan as much and as loud as she wanted.

"Holy fucking shit that feels fucking amazing!!" she squeaked, spreading her legs again only to watch your fingers slide in and out of her pussy, "keep going keep going keep going!!" implored Yeji between moans, closing her eyes and arching her back.

You only had two minutes left on the clock, so you had to be quick and look for the first and only quick option you had at the moment, which was to take your free hand to her pussy, to rub her clit while you fucked her pussy with your fingers. You no longer had a way to hold Yeji to the bed, and you had no choice but to bend a little and support your arm over her abdomen to prevent her from moving.

Thirty seconds left when Yeji reached her second orgasm in a row, yelling all kinds of obscenities to the rooftops, grabbing your hair and scratching your back with her nails. You slightly winced in pain, but kept moving both sets of fingers as the bed shook from Yeji's intense shaking. Your face was now closer to her pussy, so you took advantage of your closeness to just lean forward a bit and remove your two hands to run your tongue repeatedly over her slit, eating her pussy until time was over.

"So? I broke the record?" you asked, wiping the sweat from your forehead and standing up to look her down, with her hair all messy and plastered to her face.

"I didn't even answer you…" she said, wiping the tears from her eyes and still breathing hard, to which you just stared at her, hoping she would put her pride aside to be honest, "Ugh, yeah, so what? you smiled, seeing her get defensive after completely ruining her.

"Nothing, I'm just curious since you were acting so overbearing a moment ago," you laughed, grabbing one of the nearby towels to dry your face and looking for the massage oil, which you ended up finding on a shelf.

"Hey! I'm still in charge!" she protested, trying to prop herself up with her feet on the bed to sit up, but failing, "fuck..." she muttered.

"Sure?" you teased with a mocking giggle, "I only see a pair of shaky legs and hair like you've come out of a tornado," you started arranging everything out of mere habit of your work.

"I don't know what you're talking about, just keep doing your job, moron," she snapped with a snort, lying flat on the bed and closing her eyes.

"Woah, those are pretty ugly words for someone who just made you cum three times in a row," when you were all set, you picked up the little elephant-shaped glass jar that contained the oil and poured it in a line from her lower abdomen to the middle of her tits, you put it aside, and began to spread the oil all over her belly, her ribs, her waist and her pretty tits.

"You're running out of your prize, boy…" she murmured, trying to stay as relaxed as possible as you ran your hands over her tits and back down to her tummy.

"We both know that you don't want to leave me without my prize, Hwang Yeji," you said quietly as the atmosphere had relaxed and there was a peaceful silence in the room, "if what you're going to do is suck my dick, you'll do it anyway," your hands now moved to her arms, pouring a line of oil into each one then beginning to spread it slowly and carefully.

Yeji didn't answer anymore, she just took a deep breath and then exhaled with a sigh with which you couldn't help but laugh.

With Yeji now quiet and serene, you had a free hand to continue pouring oil on the rest of her body, now you went to her legs, pouring a line from her thighs to her feet each, and when you left them very oily, you reached the part you were waiting for the most. You took the glass jar and raised it to the level of your face, pouring the oil from that height so that it fell directly into her pussy; you set the jar aside, and with your hands you began to spread the oil just around the contours of her sensitive pussy, slightly pressing her lips inward and causing Yeji to have slight nervous reflexes.

You decided to be kind to her and not put too much emphasis on that area, you just made a few more strokes with your hands until the area was well covered, rubbing one last time but this time with the side of your hand between her folds. Yeji jumped, and complained with a small squeak.

"Fuck... I'm still very sensitive, oppa, be careful," she said in a small voice.

"You said what?" you asked, raising both eyebrows in surprise at that word, as you began the massage after having covered the entire upper face of her body with oil.

"I'm just... I'm sensitive, shut up," she said before shutting up again, this time you managed to hold back your laughter.

You started from her calves, slowly going up her legs and reaching her thighs, with which you did your typical massage routine to leave her muscles completely relaxed and released from tension. You finished with her thighs, and then moved on to her upper body, where you began by massaging her waist and lower abdomen applying slightly stronger pressure than normal, which each and every one of your clients usually liked, Yeji wasn't the exception, you knew it by the change in her breathing and a slight sigh that she let out.

After a minute concentrating on her belly and her ribs, you went up directly to her tits, with which you began to play more than massage, as you teased her by pinching her nipples and squeezing her mounds in a sensual way, brushing your hard cock with the side of her torso completely intentionally to provoke her. Yeji began to make very discreet sounds of pleasure, and you noticed how she made the move to raise her hand to grab your cock, but she immediately lowered it, remembering that this was not how she was supposed to act.

"Are you liking that, bossie?" you asked in a soothing voice, massaging her tits but also moving your hands up to her shoulders.

"A lot, darling..." she sighed, giving you a little smile without opening her eyes.

"Good to know, because the best part is yet to come," you leaned down as quietly as possible, and placed a very soft kiss on Yeji's lips, who not only kissed you back, but also caressed your cheek with her thumb before you parted from her lips, "Turn down, please," you whispered, and then straightened up again.

"That's 5 more minutes," she said, still with the cute little smile on her face, pointing at your cock as she rolled onto her stomach, lying on her own forearms.

"That's fine by me, I can assure you that I don't mind having my hands on this delicious body for a few more minutes," you picked up the bottle of oil and poured it down her back in an S shape, reaching down to her lower back.

You spread the oil all over her back, her shoulders and also the back of her arms, covering every missing part of her upper body until her skin was all shiny and slippery. Then you went to her legs, repeating the same process as with her upper body. Finally, you poured a small circle of oil on each of her buttocks, to press your hands against them and give them a strong squeeze before spreading the oil.

Having left every area of the back of her body oiled up you now began working on her shoulder blades, then her lats and then her back, taking your time with each one since you still had 6 left minutes. You moved slowly down to her hips, bypassing her ass to move to her thighs and then her calves.

Her ass was the only place you needed to massage on her body, and you were sure that you would make it worth the remaining time on the clock. You carried out quite typical movements and within the ordinary, nothing too risqué at first, until when she least expected it, you took a hand between her buttocks and began to lubricate her hole at the same level as the rest of her skin. Yeji moaned under her breath and squirmed a bit, enjoying how your fingers slid up and down the surface of her ass and down to her slit, which now less sensitive, you also lubricated with oil and slow movements with your fingers. 

"Mmm..." she moaned low, pursing her lips, "what are you doing, honey?" she asked in a sexy voice as your fingers rubbed her folds and then teased into her ass.

"Taking advantage of the remaining time, don't you like it?" you asked, taking one of your fingers very slowly and discreetly inside her ass, Yeji moaned a little louder, still without losing her composure.

"I wasn't complaining… I just asked what you were doing," she gasped, "but I can already tell what you're doing."

"Preparing you for what's to come, perhaps?" When your finger was buried up to your knuckle, you added another of your fingers, this time slowly pumping in and out of her hole.

"God… yeah, all I want right now is to have that big throbbing cock inside my tight ass," Yeji moaned, opening her eyes to look up at you over her shoulder as she bit her lower lip, "but… look over there," she nodded for you to look at the clock, you did, realizing there were only 10 seconds left.

"Fuck," you grumbled, pulling your fingers out of her ass to a gasp from Yeji, "well, does that mean I have my prize? what is it?"

Yeji didn't answer you right away, she got up from the bed with difficulty, her legs still shaky but strong enough to stand up. She reached for the towel that was covering the bed, and with one quick tug, she revealed what was hidden under that towel. A hole. The bed had a perfectly cut circular hole, just big enough for...

"I'm gonna fuck milk you, that's your prize honey," Yeji said, taking shaky steps towards you to get you onto the bed, "and you're going to suffer for the same 15 god damn minutes I did."

"Are you serious?" You raised both eyebrows, looking at the hole, "I mean, that's fucking hot but..."

"Lie on your stomach, boy, right now," Yeji ordered, to which you had no choice but to obey without question. You lay on your stomach, and with the help of your hand, you pulled your cock and balls out of the hole, leaving them hanging down.

"Please don't torture me, I've been good to you," you sighed, lying down on your hands and closing your eyes.

"I'm not going to torture you, fool," she said, ducking under the bed, where you obviously couldn't see her anymore, "but I'll make sure to drain you real good."

There was a little silence, and the next thing you felt were Yeji's fingers gently clinging to your cock to start rubbing it very slowly, and as the seconds passed, she moved her wrist faster and faster. The pumping was steady and fast, but suddenly, she slowed down drastically, moving her hand slowly again. You just sighed, knowing that this was the dynamic you were going to follow for the next few minutes.

Yeji continued to move her hand, alternating between fast and slow pumping that only lasted about 10 seconds each, until she stopped moving her wrist and caught the tip of your cock with her soft lips, causing you to gasp as she gently sucked just the tip, while she began to move her hand again.

The slow pumping persisted until another minute later, when Yeji began to drag her lips closer and closer to the middle of your shaft, applying strong suction and skillful movements with her tongue, while she cupped your balls very gently with her hand, rubbing them. with palm and fingers. She kept moving her head in an intermediate rhythm, taking half of your cock in and out of her mouth as she let out little moans around it, and seconds later, she slowly pushed her lips down to your base so that your tip rested against her throat.

"What the fuck Yeji..." you growled, clenching your fists as Yeji continued with your cock down her throat. It wasn't until a few seconds later when she took you out giving a strong breath, you couldn't see anything, but you knew that her mouth must be a mess with saliva just like your shaft.

She spat the pooled saliva from her mouth back onto your cock, and grabbing your balls with one hand, she grabbed your shaft with the other and started moving her wrist so fast she made you moan under your breath. Her fingers squeezed your balls very gently, as if she was warming up your load just minutes before it came out.

Her hand felt amazing, your feet were wrinkled and you were breathing hard as Yeji pumped her wrist mercilessly, and seconds later, she took you into her mouth again, sucking in a sloppy, messy way the entire length of your cock with her pretty lips. She deepthroated you once more, this time holding out longer before pumping her head again frantically.

You were going completely crazy with pleasure, you opened your eyes, desperate to see Yeji in her eyes but only finding yourself with the padded surface of her mattress. You leaned on your forearms, panting heavily as you began to feel tingles through your entire body.

"Y-Yeji... I'm going to..." you started to say, and Yeji immediately took you out of her mouth to now slowly masturbate you, much more than you expected, making it torturous and almost painful. You grunted, your orgasm completely delayed until at last, you exploded, "Aghh! Fuck!" you complained between moans.

Yeji kept moving her hand, while you shot all your big thick load, which you would have loved to see how it painted all over her beautiful face, but you had to limit yourself to close your eyes while she massaged your balls and moved her wrist. She took you into her mouth, sucking the entire length of your shaft to clean you, but she didn't give you a split second as she began to move her hand again, this time just as quickly and frantically as a moment ago. You cried out in pain, since your cock was still too sensitive, and you bit your forearm, muffled grunts against it.

"Give me another fucking load, honey, give all that delicious milk to me," she teased, and you heard her chuckle again.

It took a moment for the pain to transform back into pleasure, but for those seconds all you could do was hold your composure with all your might. Yeji played no dirty tricks this time, she moved her wrist in a steady rhythm, helping herself with her tongue on the tip of your cock to make you come faster.

After a few seconds, which passed extremely slowly for you, your moment of release finally arrived. You shot your load between loud groans and little spasms that shook your body, but this time Yeji took you right into her mouth, to catch every remaining drop of your cum and swallow it. When the fluid stopped coming out of your cock, she used just her mouth to suck you slowly, until you were clean and good as new.

"Fuck… please don't do that again," you said, trying to control your breathing and falling face-first into the mattress.

"Oh don’t worry, time ran out two minutes ago, no need," she said from under the table, followed by a mocking laugh, you opened your eyes to the clock.

"You see? You're a fucking cheater!" you said, clearly disappointed but not surprised, you just rolled your eyes, resting your forehead against the mattress as you caught your breath.

"You fucking loved it, I don't think you want to discuss it anymore do you?" She came out from under the table, and you saw her out of the corner of your eye, she had her whole face full of cum, her forehead, her cheeks, her chin, and even her tits.

"I have no comment for either," you replied, pulling your cock out of the hole and turning around, closing your eyes and blocking the light with your forearm to take a little break, trying to absorb the little shock of having cum so often and so hard.

"It doesn't matter, I know I drive you crazy…" there was a silence, "honey," she murmured in a low, sexy voice against your ear, and you gave a slight shiver, still blindfolded by your forearm, "I shouldn't give you rest, but I'm quite merciful, you know?"

"Oh yeah? That's not how it seemed to me a moment ago," you snapped, still offended that she didn't respect the clock.

"I could have edged you and made you cum denial, several times, actually I thought so, but today I don't feel so wicked," you felt her climb on the bed with you, and she straddled your abdomen, her thighs on either side of your torso, "so, I'll let you rest," she leaned forward, you felt her tits pressed against your chest, her hair tickling your arm, "but I want something in return, too. "

"Blow it up, Hwang," you said, removing your forearm from your eyes to see her, already with her face and her tits clean.

"Mmm, how about I ride your face?" she asked, looking into your eyes, hands on either side of your head.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Nope, not really," she denied, sitting up on your stomach and turning around, now sitting up with her back facing you.

"Then come here," you said, taking Yeji by her waist and pulling her back until her ass was floating just inches from your face.

She lowered her hips as soon as she felt your hot breath against her pussy, burying your face between her lovely buttocks so that your mouth came into contact with her wet folds. You gripped your fingers against the flesh at Yeji's waist, moving your tongue up and down across her folds and then moving your hands to her buttocks to give each a light squeeze. Yeji moaned, and she placed both hands on your abdomen to caress it gently, then leaned forward a little more and now caressed your thighs.

You didn't pay special attention only to her pussy, but also to her ass. You alternated between these two every few seconds, dishing out wet kisses and licks on each one until they were well salivated. Yeji let out small moans of pleasure, grinding her hips from front to back looking for your mouth to hit every possible point of her pussy, she lightly dug her nails into your thighs, and seconds later, your cock began to move.

"Wow, looks like someone came back to life," Yeji said, giggling mischievously between small moans, and grinding her hips a little faster.

Yeji lowered her chest against your abdomen, you felt her perky round tits pressing against it, and her hot breath against your cock, which she caught with one hand and brought to her mouth even though it was a bit flaccid. You moaned against her pussy, which in that moment you lashed out with your tongue at her clit every time she moved her hips back far enough.

It took a while for your cock to return to its usual hard state, but Yeji was patient, giving it slow, careful, unhurried, sensual sucks until your full length had grown into her warm mouth.

"Alright, stop," she said pulling you out of her mouth once you were fully hard and ready to go again, "fuck me once and for all please," she pushed off of you, kneeling to the side.

"I thought you'd never fucking ask me," you growled, getting off the bed to push the stool away, spread a clean towel on the floor and take Yeji in your arms to lay her on it, she immediately positioned herself on her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder at you, smiling mischievously and moving her ass from side to side like a Cheshire cat.

"Do I have a pretty ass, oppa?" she asked in the same innocent little voice that she had unconsciously used before.

"Yeah you fucking do," you replied, picking up the jar of oil from under the table to pour it over your cock and then over Yeji's ass and pussy, leaving her skin even more glossy and slippery, "A perfect one for pound like a complete animal."

The oil in the jar had already completely run out, so you just left it on top of the bed and focused on what really mattered. You took your cock with one hand, and you began to rub it slowly against her round and slippery pair of buttocks, she threw her hips back, moving your cock between them and staring into your eyes.

"Put that juicy cock inside my pussy oppa, I know how much you want it," she gasped, biting her lip, and you placed one hand on one of her buttocks, while with the other you guided your cock into her pussy, slowly making your way between her folds as it slipped easily between her walls, "fuck yeah!" she moaned, frowning in pleasure, "that's just what I'm talking about honey…" she leaned into her forearms, gasping until your cock was buried deep in her pussy.

You too let out a long moan full of pleasure and satisfaction, feeling Yeji's incredibly tight pussy for the first time around your cock. You rested your hands on her waist, and unable to contain yourself any longer, you began to move your hips back and forth, fucking her pussy with strong, steady thrusts. Needing you as much as you needed her, Yeji soon became a whimpering mess as your pelvis crashed harder and harder against her ass, she had her head buried between her forearms, and she lifted it to see you over her shoulder and bite her lip.

Her right buttock received a hard smack that was muffled by the layer of oil, and then another on the other buttock of the same intensity. You started to move your hips faster, fucking her pussy in a mixture of desire and fury that you had built up since she was teasing you in her foot massage. Seeking to better vent your frustration, you leaned forward a bit and grabbed a handful of Yeji's brown hair to pull it back, raising her head and thereby increasing the arch of her back.

Yeji's moans turned into screams of pleasure as you shook her body and fucked her without any kind of care and mercy, you pulled a little harder on her hair, then pushed her forward again and made her fall with one side of her face and resting on her hands, leaving her ass well raised for you.

You kept fucking her with hard, fast thrusts, making the meat on her buttocks bounce like jelly with each crash. You would have loved to keep pounding her pussy like that, but a face as perfect and beautiful as Yeji's deserved to be seen and admired. You pulled out of her pussy, and with a strong grip on her waist, you turned her onto her back, to open her legs wide and take your cock inside her again.

"Look into my eyes with that slutty look of yours, kitty, go ahead," you growled, placing both hands on either side of her body as you pumped hard up and down her pussy. She writhed and moaned in pleasure, but still she made the effort to give you that stinging, fucking sexy look, while her tits bounced and her mouth was parted.

"That's it oppa… fuck me like a cock addicted little slut," she growled, grabbing you around her neck tightly with both hands and then tangling her fingers in the hair at the nape of your neck.

You plunged right into Yeji's pretty, sweaty neck, dishing out kisses and bites as your cock moved in and out of her pussy as fast as your hips could go. She surrounded your body with her legs, and she whimpered against your ear in the midst of desperate attempts to get even closer to you.

"Cum for me, you little bitch," you gasped against her ear, "give my cock a good squeeze with that wet pussy."

"Yes oppa!" she screeched, clawing at your back with both hands, "I'm going to fucking cum all around that big cock!" Yeji's body continued to be shaken and pounded by your thrusts, you waited a few seconds, and just when you felt the right moment, you stopped moving your hips and pulled your cock out of her pussy, "WHAT?! NO!" she complained, and she would have nearly cried if you weren't now guiding your cock into her ass.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," you growled, letting your cock slide slowly into her ass, which gave way to your length and spread so easily, "I'm the one in charge now. "

"You fucking..." she was going to insult you, but as soon as she opened her mouth to finish the sentence, you brought both of your hands to her neck, tightening your fingers around it firmly. Yeji gasped, now holding her breath with a frown and her mouth ajar.

You weren't sure how much experience she had with anal, but you didn't give a shit since you started pounding her ass as hard as her pussy a few seconds ago. Yeji moaned and squealed as loud as she could, but no concrete sound could come out of her mouth due to the strong pressure you were exerting with your hands on her neck.

She held onto your wrists tightly, teary-eyed as she bit her bottom lip, you noticed her face was slightly red, so you released some pressure on her neck only for her to take a breath and then you squeezed again. You on the other hand fucked her ass with long, strong thrusts, filling the silent room with loud sounds of skin crashing against skin.

You fucked her ass for about a minute and a half more, until suddenly, and in one quick motion, you released her neck to guide your cock straight into her pussy again. Yeji now freed from the pressure of your fingers, she managed to let out all the loud and intense whimpers that she hadn't been able to, while tears ran down her cheeks and her body writhed with pleasure.

"Just let me fucking cum!!" she begged between moans, "Please! I beg you oppa!" she looked you in the eye, and you could have felt sorry for her, but you were very sure that deep down, that was exactly what she wanted.

You took both of Yeji's legs and brought them together, to hold her two ankles in the air and lean forward, fucking her wet pussy now in a new angle that drove her completely crazy. You rocked your hips up and down, your cock fully moving in and out of her pussy with each intense pumping while Yeji was now crying with pleasure.

"You'll cum when I'm going to do it too, neither before nor fucking after," you ordered, bringing out your dominant side while sweat began to cover every part of your body, especially your forehead, which was already soaked. 

"THEN FUCKING CUM ALREADY!! I CAN'T HOLD IT ANYMORE!! FUCK!!" Yeji at that moment broke the record for the loudest that a person could have screamed in the middle of the sexual act, and you were sure that the whole house would be able to hear it.

You really had no reason to hold back, but if you were going to do it, you wanted to do it right, so once again, you slid out of her pussy and slid back into her ass, where you took a few hard, fast thrusts until you felt the tingling in your lower abdomen.

"Cum, you fucking slut, cum!!" you growled, taking the last few thrusts until you both exploded in a chain of loud moans and spasms that shook you both equally. Yeji's body went wild in violent spasms that crumpled the towel under her, and you shot what would be your last load of the day into her tight ass, multiple thick spurts, filling her deep with your seed.

"Oh my fucking god you are filling me up so fucking good!! Yes!!" she whimpered, and you released her ankles only to fall forward and kiss her as you both moaned through your orgasms. Your lips danced in an intense and fiery kiss for a few long seconds, until the fire in it subsided and it became a calmer and more careful kiss. You came out of her ass, letting all your cum flow freely from it onto the white towel.

"It was worth it... wasn't it?" you teased with a smile, placing small kisses on Yeji's sweaty face.

"I wanted to fucking kill you, asshole," she said weakly, caressing your shoulders with her hands.

"You fucking loved it, I don't think you want to discuss it anymore do you?" you said, repeating the exact same words that she had used against you earlier.

"God… I'd kick you if I could just feel my body right now," she hissed, pushing you off of her.

"As you say, bossie," you laughed, taking Yeji into your arms like a princess and setting her down on the bed again.

"You have to go honey, we have a scheduled activity later and manager nim will be here in a few hours," she told you, lying on the bed and caressing your abdomen with her hand.

"Are you going to stay here?" you asked, cocking your head.

"It's a comfortable and quiet room, just what I need right now to rest," she agreed, her hair all tousled and her body still shaking, "I'll see you later, pretty boy," she winked at you.

“Well, gotcha,” you sighed, “I'll see you later, little kitty," you winked back at her, leaned down to kiss her on the lips and then gathered up all your clothes to go out into the hall and quickly get dressed.

You quickly went down to the second floor, going through the living room and some rooms to say goodbye to the girls, but they weren't there, in fact, you found the living room in a complete mess, with wet spots everywhere and the furniture completely messy, even the floor was full of stains. You thought it was very weird and suspicious, but you didn't have time to delve into it too much at the moment, so you just ignored it and headed down to the first floor, finding yourself with a big surprise.

Yuna, Lia, Ryujin and Chaery were standing next to each other right in front of the glass door leading to the pool and towards the exit, their hair a mess and all sweaty. The four of them completely naked.

"What the f...?" you frowned, very fucking too confused, a few meters from them.

"You better fuck my ass as hard as Yeji, oppa," Chaery said, biting her lower lip and rubbing her calves together.

"Huh? How do you..." before you could speak, Lia pulled an iPad from her back and showed you the screen, where there were multiple little squares with different images each, you looked at what they were, and noticed that Yeji was in each and every one of them, in the exact same position from different angles.

"We set up that room for all of us to have fun, darling," Lia said, "there are cameras and microphones in every corner, I'm surprised you haven't noticed any."

"Oppa!" Yuna caught your attention, "why weren't you so creative with me? That was fucking amazing!" she pouted.

"Maybe because you made me fuck you in a public place as an idol?" you asked, raising an eyebrow, to which Ryujin approached you without saying anything to bring her two fingers directly to your mouth, you tasted them by mere instinct, noticing a clear familiar taste, her fingers were soaked with pussy fluids.

"Oh, don't forget this before you go," Lia said, handing the iPad to Ryujin and walking to the right, where you hadn't noticed that there were three pairs of panties and a black lingerie, all four obviously soaked. One pink, another red, another light blue, and the last one, which was the lingerie with which Ryujin had tried to provoke you a few hours ago.

"What am I going to do with this?" you asked, as Lia handed you the panties and lingerie, completely drenched in fluids.

"I don't know, consider them little souvenirs," she winked at you, and stood on tiptoe to give you a peck on the cheek, "next time the group fun will be much more interesting with you and Yeji unnie, oppa, see you later," she winked at you, and the rest of them waved her hands goodbye as they stepped to the side of the exit.

You walked out of the house completely stunned and in disbelief, what level of perversion had these girls reached to install cameras in an improvised spa room and have a mini orgy in their living room? It was the kind of thing that a common person would never think possible in people like them, but there they were, watching you from the inside while you went outside. You stowed the panties and lingerie in the glove compartment of your car, and still taking in how fucking wild everything had been so far, you drove back to your house in complete silence.

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Spren Notes: The most intense and hot episode to date, hell fucking yes. Nothing else to say, just hope u guys enjoyed!

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When HYBE made you sign that contract over two years ago, you had no idea that you were going to be managing five wild, unruly girls. If you had known, maybe your signature wouldn't have been on that piece of paper, but at that point in your life, you needed the job; it was either that or starve. Besides, as a frequent K-Pop fan, it really was your dream job, so there weren't many issues with it; it was perfect.

But you never imagined that at your age, you would feel so close to going gray because of the behavior of those girls.

Maybe you were exaggerating and being a little grumpy. After all, they were girls around your age, so you could easily put yourself in their shoes and understand what was going through their heads. However, with all that, there were things that you would never be able to understand in your life simply because you weren't a woman. It might sound sexist, but it was the only explanation you could find.

At first they were little angels, as always happened in such cases; you were a stranger to them, and of course they weren't going to behave like unruly teenagers from day one. But as the days went by—yes, days, not even months—, the ones who seemed to be well-behaved and obedient girls turned out to be a pain in the ass 70% of the time.

To be honest, you couldn't say you didn't love them all. They were unbearable most of the time, but they were also endearing, and you could say you considered them good friends. What other choice did you have? You couldn't be at odds with the girls you would spend seven years of your life with, so there had to be a joint effort on both sides to not make discord the status quo. The results were positive, and even though they continued to do their misdeeds, you had learned to tolerate them for your mental health.

Two years later you were practically a family, having gone through both ups and downs. The emotional journey had been intense and rough, both for you and them. The things you had to deal with were rubbish: tight schedules, physical and mental overload, and most often, tons of hate on social media from out-of-work mentally retarded people. But like the family you had become, you faced each adversity with a firm grip.

And now you were facing the most stressful thing an artist could go through: a damn tour. But not just a tour, also a performance at one of the biggest music festivals in the world, something that even you were terrified of, and if you were terrified, you couldn't even imagine how they felt at what would be one of the most important moments of their careers.

You were all excited, though. The arrival in Los Angeles was smooth and uneventful, both at the airport and later at the hotel. However, things started to go wrong the very next day, at the sound and stage checks for the festival. As a manager, it was your job to absorb the vast majority of those problems so that the girls didn't have to worry, but due to factors beyond your control, it ended up affecting them directly and therefore, it also affected their final performance.

It wasn't a great performance; everyone was disappointed, but you remained strong and encouraging for them to keep them from falling apart, especially in the days to come when social media was at its hate peak and the criticism just kept coming. It was part of your job, but more than a manager, those couple of days you were just a friend to them, and the bonds became even stronger. It was hard to have to get to the point of having to disable all comments on every platform, but it was the best measure you could suggest as a professional who looked after her artists.

Coachella aside, preparations for the rest of the tour were going great. There weren't too many dates due to scheduling issues for the next few months, when the girls would have to start preparing for their next comeback, so you would only visit a few big cities until next year, which is when you would go to Europe as well.

The first stop of the tour was none other than New York, the city where Yunjin had grown up. You had arrived from Los Angeles in the morning, and at noon you were already checking in at the Park Hyatt for your stay for the next three days. The day of arrival was free, then the next was the rehearsal at the venue and the last day was the concert.

"Okay, listen to me everyone," you said, standing in the middle of them with the room cards in hand. You were in the lobby, near one of the many bars in the hotel. "You have a room for each of you, but if you want to share that's your problem," you handed each of them their cards. "If you're going to leave the hotel please notify me or I’ll kill myself and then blame you in your dreams."

"I'm not planning on doing anything today," Sakura said, taking her card. "I'm exhausted and I just want to finish knitting the hat I was making."

"Can you teach me?" Eunchae asked, standing next to Kura and holding onto her arm.

"What, knitting?" Sakura looked at her. Eunchae just nodded with a pair of bright, excited eyes. "Alright, I'll see what I can do."

"I'm playing Overwatch with a friend later," Kazuha said. "So I won't be going out either."

"What friend?" you asked, out of curiosity.

"That's not your problem, why do you want to know?"

You sighed.

"I'm literally just asking."

Chaewon and Yunjin were muttering things to each other, between giggles and knowing glances. You looked at them with a raised eyebrow.

"And what about you two, anything to say?"

They both looked at you with their arms linked, their eyes innocent and their lips pursed to keep from laughing.

"Nope, nothing," Yunjin shook her head.

"You're lying," you looked at Chaewon. "You're going out tonight, aren't you?"

"We already told you no!" she protested. "Why would you distrust us?"

"I can list the reasons and finish tomorrow."

"Oh come on, you're exaggerating," Yunjin patted your chest a couple of times. "We're not going out, really."

"Yeah, we're just going to eat snacks and watch a couple movies," Chaewon nodded.

You narrowed your eyes and looked at both of them for a few seconds. Suspicious, too suspicious. You weren't sure if they were really going out, but they were up to something, that much was obvious.

"Fine, I'll choose to believe you," you said. "Now go, I have a meeting with the venue staff and I can't be late."

The girls went to their rooms, and you asked one of your assistants to take your luggage to yours. The meeting was an hour long, but you had to be there at least twenty minutes early, so you hurried out of the hotel to the venue, to arrange everything related to the logistics of tomorrow and the day of the concert.

The meeting in question started at 1 in the afternoon and ended at 4. Then you and part of your team went to lunch, and at around 7 you were back at the hotel. Your day was not over yet, but the rest of your work could be done calmly from the comfort of your room.

Upon going up and entering your room you went straight to take a shower, then put your laptop on the desk next to the hallway and got to work, with headphones on and a can of Monster that you had bought during lunch.

Your inbox was full, and you were a bit of a workaholic, so you immediately locked in and got going. In these situations you always lost track of time, which was pretty unhealthy but you couldn't help it no matter how hard you tried. But you had to admit that this time you had gone too far, because it was 3 in the fucking morning.

There were still some things to attend to, but it was time to draw the line and set a limit, because otherwise you would end up seeing the sunrise when the next day you should be in full physical and mental prime. So you closed your laptop, rubbed your eyes and took off your headphones before standing up.

Whenever you went to sleep after sitting for a long time you had the habit of taking a walk to stretch your legs, and since there was no space in your room to do it comfortably, you opted for the hotel hallways. So you grabbed your phone, a small jar of M&M's, and left the room.

As expected, the hallways at that hour were deserted. To other people it would have seemed spooky, but to you it was relaxing for the simple fact that no noise pollution of any kind reached your ears, just the sound of the ventilation and the videos you occasionally watched on Twitter at low volume.

But soon you were no longer alone. Just as you reached the elevator to turn around and go back to your room, the elevator dinged and the doors swung wide open.

What you didn't expect was that the ones coming out of there would be two hot girls in cocktail mini dresses and high heels, and that...

Wait a fucking minute.

"Oh this has to be a fucking joke," you sighed, bringing your hands up to your face to lift your head and run both through your hair.

"M-Manager-nim, uhm, we can explain!" Chaewon hurried to say, exiting the elevator with Yunjin.

“Don’t talk to me,” you said, holding up a finger. You didn’t want to know anything, so you turned around and started walking back to your room.

“No, wait!” Yunjin said, chasing after you. “Where are you going? U-Uh… What are you going to do?”

“I said don’t talk to me,” you replied, looking ahead. The two of them walked behind you, right behind your shoulders. “I’ll report you to HYBE so you can get into trouble.”

"No! Please don't!" Chaewon pleaded, shaking your arm slightly. "No no no! We're sorry!"

"It was my idea!" Yunjin snapped. "It's just that if we told you what we were going to do, you wouldn't let us!"

"I wonder why," you said. "I can smell the alcohol coming off of you two."

"We're not even drunk!" Chaewon said. "I swear! Please forgive us!"

"I don't care, you crossed the line," you shook your head. "It would have been easier if you had just been honest with me from the start."

"So you refused to let us out?" Yunjin asked, defiant. "It was easier to just sneak out and be done with it! And besides, what the hell are you doing up at this hour?"

"Managing your reckless ass and looking out for your future. But I see you don't care about that."

At that moment you arrived in front of your door, but before you could put your hand on the knob, Chaewon stepped in between to stop you. Your bodies were very close, and only then did you pay attention to how she was dressed. It was a short, tight black dress, with a considerable neckline and long sleeves that went from her shoulders to cover her hands. She looked so hot in it that it distracted you for a moment, but not enough to forget your mission.

“Kim Chaewon, step aside,” you demanded.

“Aniyo,” she shook her head.

“Oh come on, manager-nim,” you heard Yunjin say quietly behind you, close to your ear. She put her hands on your shoulders and squeezed them gently. “Why don’t you relax a little?”

“Don’t tell me to relax when you guys lied to me so blatantly,” you replied, still looking at Chaewon. “Get out of the way.”

Chaewon glanced at Yunjin over your shoulder and showed a hint of a smile, before stepping away from your door and closing the small distance between you.

“We already told you we were sorry, manager-nim,” Chaewon said, placing a hand on your chest. You felt her breath against yours. “There’s no need to be so grumpy.”

She very subtly pressed her body tight against yours, looking into your eyes with slightly parted lips. You knew perfectly well her intentions because you were no fool, and you wanted to respectfully push her away and enter your room, but a stronger part of you kept your feet rooted there.

“Chaewon-ah…” you sighed, trying to change her mind.

Yunjin pressed herself against you as well, making you feel her chest against your back. She wrapped one arm around your abdomen and slipped the other hand into the left pocket of your sweatpants.

"Why don't you come with us to the pool so you can reconsider this whole thing?" the redhead asked in your ear.

"Yeah, I think all those emails have saturated your mind," Chaewon said, wrapping her arms around your neck. One hand stayed on your shoulder and the other went up to ruffle your hair. "Let us help you clear your head a little."

Before you could say anything, Yunjin lowered her hand from your abdomen and brought it to your bulge, just rubbing it up and down with her palm. Then any desire you had to go to your room and write that email vanished. Still, you didn't want to get too proactive just yet, you wanted to keep some of your dignity and see how far they would take it.

"So? What do you say?" Yunjin insisted, slowly making you hard. "You coming with us?"

Again the words got caught in your mouth when Chaewon suddenly pulled you into a kiss. Everything happened too fast for you to resist, and before you knew it you were wrapped up in a sensual kiss with her, your hands on that small sexy waist. Yunjin was now massaging your already hard cock, her head on the side of yours as she watched you and Chaewon kiss. That was what finally got you into the whole deal.

“You know this is wrong, right?” you asked against Chaewon’s lips, and you turned around to face Yunjin, who thanks to her heels was just as tall as you. Her dress was even shorter than Chaewon’s: burgundy velvet, strapless and an A-line skirt, perfect for showing off that perfect pair of legs. “Not only because I’m your manager, but because you have a sound check later.”

Yunjin put a hand on your shoulder and pressed herself against you. You instinctively wrapped one arm around her waist to hold her. It should have put you off by the fact that you'd never touched her like that in two years, but fuck, you were two people almost the same age, and she was a hot girl; you weren't going to miss that golden opportunity no matter how upset you were with the two of them.

"I've been on more important errands on less sleep, honey," she said, running the tip of her tongue along the side of her upper lip. Her hand still playing with your cock over your sweatpants. "So I don't care."

"Yeah, I know you don't care," you said before kissing her.

Yunjin had probably the most attractive lips you had ever seen, and it didn't surprise you that she knew how to use them so well in a kiss. Your heads went from side to side, as you tasted each other's lips and filled the hallway with wet sounds. Her hand squeezed your bulge and rubbed the outline of your cock, and you just lowered your hand from her waist to her left ass cheek and left it there.

"Hey, hurry up," Chaewon said from behind you. She had you by the waist, giving you little kisses on the back of your neck. "I want to cool off in the pool."

Yunjin pulled away from your lips and looked at Chaewon over your shoulder.

"You and I both know that's not what you want," she said with a giggle, and looked at you. "You're in then?"

"You guys dragged me in," you corrected her. "And I already have my hand on your ass. Now I have no choice."

"Then let's go!" Chaewon said, and she moved out from between you and the door to walk towards the elevator.

Yunjin gave you a couple more small kisses and took your hand to lead you to follow Chaewon. Once inside the elevator, she cornered you against the back wall and kissed you again with her hands on your neck. You returned the kiss, taking her by the waist. A few seconds later Chaewon stood to your left, and you moved away from Yunjin's lips to grab the blonde by the face and crash your lips against hers.

The floor where the pool wasn’t too high, so the kiss didn't last long. Once the elevator doors opened, the three of you walked out to a small hall before the pool area on the left. Behind the counter was only a girl who worked at the hotel. She looked up from her phone and watched you walk towards her.

"Oh, sorry, the pool is closed guys," the girl said.

"Yeah honey, we know," Yunjin said ahead, going to lean against the counter with her purse on the top. From there she pulled out five $100 bills and slid them towards the girl. "Why don't you go take a break for an hour and let us keep watch? Oh, and leave us three towels please."

The girl stared at the bills for a few long seconds until she reluctantly took them.

"You better not make a mess and not make any noise," she warned, pulling the towels out from behind the counter for you. "Because you'll get me in trouble."

"You don't have to worry, sweetheart," Yunjin said as the girl got up from her chair and walked around the counter. "We'll be ghosts."

"Just hurry up," the girl reiterated, going to take the elevator.

As the girl waited for the elevator, Yunjin led you and Chaewon by the hand towards the beautiful pool area. The first thing that stood out to you was the huge wall of windows right in front of your eyes, and the series of cube-shaped pendant lights that hung from the high ceiling and ran from one end of the pool to the other. But the overall atmosphere was modern and intimate, with the white lights of both the pool and the lower ceiling area where you were at a dim level, making a gorgeous combination with the gray matte porcelain floor and the marble walls and pillars.

Yunjin went to leave the towels on the chairs to the right, in a small raised area with white light below that had a few lounge chairs; she left the towels piled on one of them and went with Chaewon to the pool, which was L-shaped with the bottom cut out. They approached the stairs, took off their heels and dipped their feet in the water to stand on the first step.

"Oh god, the water is freezing," Chaewon said with a giggle, while Yunjin pulled her hair up into a high bun.

"It's perfect for washing down the alcohol, whatever," Yunjin said, then turned to look at you. "Ready for a little show?"

"At this point I won't be surprised by anything you two do," you replied from the raised area, arms crossed.

False. You wish you hadn't said that so you wouldn't look like a fool, as Chaewon and Yunjin both pulled their dresses up over their breasts, quite efficiently tucking the skirts at the neckline so that it held up like a top. This revealed both pairs of delicious bodies to you, as the only thing they were wearing were their respective panties. Chaewon's were white, thong-like ones. And Yunjin's were high-waisted black cheeky ones.

"What happened, manager-nim?" Chaewon asked with a giggle, seeing how you were stunned by their half naked bodies. "I thought nothing would surprise you."

"Yeah, well..." you couldn't find anything to say, and you definitely couldn't stop staring at them.

Yunjin and Chaewon laughed and went together into the pool, which was the perfect height for the three of you. While Chaewon's was shoulder-high, Yunjin's was just below her breasts. You went with them as they swam to the long end of the pool, rolling your sweatpants up to your knees, taking off your slippers, and sitting on the edge with your feet in the water.

"Huh? What are you doing there?" Yunjin asked, swimming to your feet. Chaewon swam backwards behind her, careful not to get her hair too wet. "Aren't you coming with us?" She grabbed your ankles, and you felt it as a warning.

"Uhm, I'm actually freezing," you replied, trying to get out of the situation. "I could catch a cold and die."

"Why worry about the cold when we can keep you warm down here?" Yunjin insisted, stroking your calves up and down. “Or did you forget why you came with us in the first place?”

Yunjin moved one of her hands up your calf to your crotch to meet your newly formed erection because of them. She squeezed it between her fingers and massaged it. 

You sighed.

“Are you really going to make me enter those Antarctic waters?” you asked, tilting your head.

“Oh yeah,” she nodded, biting her lip. “Unless you don’t want to get wet with us.”

“Some emotional blackmail you put on, woman,” you shook your head, and reluctantly stood up to take off your hoodie and sweatpants. Now in your boxers, you sat back down on the edge of the pool and slid in.

You gritted your teeth, tensed your body, and closed your eyes to keep from complaining, because the water was so cold that you felt it soak into your bones and freeze them. Yunjin immediately hugged you, both her arms and legs wrapped around your torso. You hugged her back, delighted to be able to feel that delicious body and that soft skin under your fingers.

"I know, I know..." Yunjin murmured, seeing that you were having a hard time with the water temperature. She made sure to be pressed against you, with as much skin as possible against yours. "Let me warm you up, manager-nim," she gave you a soft kiss. "Although I know a way to warm you up even more."

Chaewon swam to your back and hugged you and Yunjin at the same time, her chin resting on your left shoulder.

"And what way would that be?" You asked, already feeling more relieved to be in the middle of that sandwich. Your hands moved down from her waist to her buttocks, giving them a light squeeze and rubbing them up and down.

"Don't play dumb, manager-nim," Chaewon said in your ear, and slipped a hand between your body and Yunjin's to bring it inside your boxers. She grabbed your cock and held it between her fingers. "You know the answer, so you're going to say it."

"Yeah, but we know you well, and we know you won't say it that easily," Yunjin said. "So we're going to make you say it."

You chuckled.

"Are you going to drown me in the pool every time I refuse or what?"

Chaewon's response was to yank your boxers down, releasing your throbbing cock under the water. She wrapped her fingers around it, and slowly began to masturbate you. You gasped, and Yunjin smirked, unwrapping her legs from around your torso to press herself against the side of your body, leaving room for Chaewon to comfortably move her hand.

“Tell me something, manager-nim,” Chaewon murmured, giving you pecks on the side of your neck and then catching your earlobe between her lips. “In these two years, have you ever masturbated thinking about us?”

The question left you as cold as the pool water did when you got in, and your well-known answer made you blush. They were four of the stupidest hottest girls you had ever seen in your life, and they were all recently at their peak of hotness; it had to happen sooner or later for you.

“I...” you took a deep breath, trying not to look Yunjin in the eyes out of embarrassment.

“You have, huh?” Yunjin said, her gaze fixed on you. She held onto your shoulders with one arm while rubbing your abdomen with the other. "You don't have to be ashamed... it's not like we blame you. I've been given outfits that leave little to the imagination."

"How did you imagine us, manager nim?" Chaewon asked in a sexy murmur, still moving her hand on your cock. "Doggy style? From behind against the wall? Us riding you?"

"Or maybe sucking your cock?" Yunjin said, to spread kisses on your cheek near your lips. "Did you imagine my pretty lips around it?"

"I'm sure you also imagined yourself pounding my tight pussy," Chaewon said, moving her hand faster. Yunjin replaced it a couple seconds later.

"Or me jumping on your cock," the redhead said, jerking you off at a fast, steady pace. "Come on, don't be shy, manager-nim. Tell us."

"Please, manager-nim," Chaewon moaned into your ear, massaging your balls before replacing Yunjin's hand with her own. "We want to know."

You would have loved to be able to say something, but Chaewon was moving her hand so well on your cock that you were lost in the limbo of the physical and spiritual realm. You were brought out of your trance by her abruptly stopping her hand from moving.

"Ugh, no!" you whined, clenching your fists. Yunjin and Chaewon giggled.

"Then answer," Yunjin said, circling your tip with her index finger. "Have you masturbated to us or not?"

"Fuck, yes," you huffed. "More times than I'd like to admit."

Yunjin was the one in charge of grabbing your cock again and resuming the handjob, now faster.

"See? It wasn't that hard," Yunjin said with a giggle.

"You're such a pervert, manager-nim," Chaewon said, kissing your neck, while her hands roamed your chest. "Why don't we go outside and let us finish the work? Then maybe we can fulfill some of your little fantasies."

"What if the worker comes?" you said between gasps, since Yunjin was still jerking you off. "I don't want to get kicked out of the hotel with two days left here in New York."

"It's only been 10 minutes," Yunjin said, and let go of your cock. "We've got a good while left to have some fun."

"Then hurry up and get out," you said, trying to get out of the way of the two of them.

Chaewon and Yunjin stepped away from you and swam towards the pool stairs. You followed close behind. As you climbed out of the water you took the lead, heading straight to the small raised area near the exit to grab a towel and dry yourself off as much as you could, having to remove your boxers so as not to wet the lounge chair once you lay down on it. The girls certainly didn't mind, in fact they followed your lead and removed their panties, keeping their dresses bunched up around their chests.

They knelt on their lounge chairs facing you, and bent forward to bring their faces close to your cock, giving you a hot view of their arched backs and wonderfully raised cakes. You weren't shy at all, and as they peppered each side of your shaft with kisses and licks, you groped and squeezed their ass cheeks.

"Fuck, you have a very juicy cock, manager-nim," Chaewon panted, one hand on your thigh and the other around the base of your cock.

"I always knew he was packed," Yunjin said, stroking your cock from the middle up. You looked at her with a frown. "I should have seduced him earlier; now I see I had it pretty easy."

"Are you calling me a slut?" you asked between gasps, making them laugh.

"Considering how quickly you gave in," she shrugged and pondered the answer for a moment. "Yes."

Before you could answer Chaewon took you into her mouth, slowly pumping her head for a few inches and making you gasp. Yunjin joined in by using her tongue on your base and balls. You leaned forward a little, so you could extend your arms further and get your fingers between their ass cheeks and finger their pussies.

Chaewon moaned around your cock, quickly taking as much of your length into her small mouth as she could to pump faster and faster. A few seconds later she pulled out, giving way to Yunjin's perfect lips, which wrapped around your tip and went halfway down before coming back, in a pace that soon became fast and messy.

You rubbed your fingers between their soft and already wet folds as you watched Chaewon give you a sloppy blowjob, in aid of Yunjin's tongue and lips on the rest of your shaft. You didn't want to cum too fast to prolong that experience as much as possible, so you looked up and left your gaze on the cube-shaped lamps while you gasped.

But as hard as you were trying, Chaewon and Yunjin forced you to watch as they both slurped the saliva they themselves left on your cock, over and over again in a toe curling double blowjob that had you moaning like the slut Yunjin said you were. A few long seconds passed, until you couldn't control it, and you came as they were making out with your tip in the middle.

"Oh god!" You moaned, watching as Yunjin and Chaewon were still kissing each other even as your cum poured out in thick rivers and stained their tongues and mouths. They lapped up every drop, glad to swallow as much of your load as they could before using their mouths to get your cock clean and shiny again.

You didn't wait for either of them to say anything before you got up from your chair and went to kneel on the floor behind Chaewon, grabbing her firm ass cheeks and planting your face between them.

"Oh fuck!" she moaned in a small start, feeling your tongue move up and down her folds. "You were hungry for it weren't you?"

"You have no idea how much," you replied, squeezing her ass cheeks and eating her pussy like deep down you always wanted to do.

Within a few seconds Chaewon let her moans flow, soon drowned out by a kiss against Yunjin's lips. You devoured that tight pussy with devotion, with the sole goal of making her feel as good as she had made you feel just a couple of minutes ago. She let you know you were doing a good job by twisting her hips and pushing them back, urging you to keep going until you made her cum.

Her climax came not long after, thanks to the quick licks you gave to her clit and the intense way you groped her ass. She fell back with her hands braced against the chair Yunjin was on, writhing between cute moans and spasms.

“My god!” Chaewon groaned as you licked and kissed between her folds. “Why did you never say I was this good at eating pussy?!”

“I remind you that I’m your manager, Kim Chaewon,” you said, and stood up to spank her. An intrusive thought you let win. “I don’t think it would have been appropriate to tell you two days after your debut.”

“Ugh why now we women are the ones who have to make the first move!” she whined, now lying on her side to look at you with that adorable, usual expression she made when she got angry.

"I wasn't going to risk my career on whether you wanted cock or not. Don't be a bitch," you said, and walked around the front of the chairs to climb onto Yunjin's, who immediately hugged you by the neck and kissed you, pressing your torsos together and making your cock rub against her lower abdomen.

After a few seconds of making out with Yunjin you grabbed her by the thighs and made her sit down, with her back against the slanted back of the chair. You sat on the lower edge with your knees resting on the floor, leaning forward and bringing your mouth directly to Yunjin's pussy.

"Oh fuck yeah," Yunjin moaned, one hand on your head as you ate her out. "I should sneak around more often if this is the result."

"Don't push your fucking luck," you muttered, making her laugh. "If you want me to eat your pussy you just have to ask me nicely."

Yunjin moaned as you reached her clit and sucked gently on it.

"Mmmgh, really?" she asked, arching her back a little.

You smiled.

"Yeah, just fax me and get in line."

"Son of a bitch!" Yunjin squealed in annoyance and pulled at your hair, but her anger didn't last long as it didn't stop you from trying to give her the best pussy eating of her life.

Yunjin relaxed in the chair, leaning back and with her legs wide open to let you work. As the seconds passed she became more restless: she arched her back, tugged at your hair and breathed more heavily, until she ended up enclosing your head between her thighs. The grip was strong, with her calves crossed on your back, and you felt your head about to explode, but that was just like coal to your boiler.

"Fuck! Mmmgh!" Yunjin moaned, fingers clenching in your hair as you attacked her pussy mercilessly. “Right there manager-nim, yes, yes!”

Seconds later Yunjin exploded in your mouth, lifting her pelvis and holding onto your head with both hands. She bucked in her chair, moaning maybe a little too loudly, so you reached up and covered her mouth with your hand as her orgasm passed. When it did, she released your head and you pulled away from her pussy.

“Let’s go to my room right now,” you said, standing up to go get your clothes.

“What, why?” Chaewon asked. “We still have like half an hour.”

“If I fuck you guys the way I want to I’ll lose track of time,” you replied, picking up your sweatpants to put them on without your boxers as they were still wet. “And I don’t want the worker to come and find us in the middle of intercourse.”

"Yeah, that's fair," Chaewon said, and stood up to grab a towel and wrap it around her waist.

Once you were dressed you went to help Yunjin stand up and do the same as Chaewon did. You then grabbed all the wet underwear, wrung it out in a corner and carried it in your hand as the three of you left the pool area heading for the elevator. Upon reaching your floor you rushed to your room, and once inside, the two of them removed both their towels and what was left of their dresses from their bodies to jump into bed.

You stripped down at lightning speed and climbed into bed with them. Chaewon greeted you with her legs spread as you climbed on top of her to kiss her, wrapping her arms and legs around you. Yunjin settled on the left side next to Chaewon, and reached between your bodies to reach for your cock and stroke it; she had it hard in a moment, and without either of you asking, she took it inside Chaewon's pussy.

Chaewon squealed, and bit your lip unintentionally in shock. She dug her nails into your scalp, slightly tense as your cock forced its way between the tight walls of her pussy. You continued to kiss her, stifling moans of satisfaction until you finished with your entire length inside her.

"Mmmgh, manager-nim?" Chaewon moaned against your lips.

"Yes?" you gasped.

"Next time be a little bolder and ask me," she panted, stroking the hair on the back of your neck. "I can't believe I'm finding this out two years later."

"Or I could just sneak into your room and fuck you like the whore you are every chance I get," you replied in a sarcastic tone, beginning to move slowly.

"Oh, would you do that?" Chaewon asked with a giggle.

"Jeez, you're hopeless," you shook your head, moving from her lips to her neck to kiss it.

"You can always pretend you have an emergency and woosh! Catch him," Yunjin said from your left, kissing the other side of Chaewon's neck.

"Great Jennifer, give her ideas," you said between gasps, enjoying the way that tight pussy suffocated your cock every time it went inside. "As if I don't have enough with all the shit you two do on a daily basis already."

"You're overreacting, manager-nim," Chaewon moaned, tightening her grip on your torso, hands now on your neck. "We're not that unruly. But you made a big mistake, because now we're really gonna be bad bitches for this cock."

Mother of god, where the fuck have you gotten yourself into?

You forced Chaewon to release your torso and straightened your back to put her legs open, one over Yunjin, and with your hands on her thighs you began to go harder and harder. Chaewon sought out Yunjin's lips, and the two of them shared a steamy, sexy kiss as you fucked her pussy and made her moan against the redhead's lips.

Yunjin played with Chaewon's perky tits, pinching her nipples and massaging her mounds in the process, then moving her hand down her abdomen and to her pussy to rub her clit in quick circles. Chaewon pulled away from Yunjin's lips and arched her back, holding Yunjin's head with one arm and clutching a pillow over her head with the other.

"Does that feel good, Chaewonie?" Yunjin asked, bringing her mouth closer to one of Chaewon's tits to suck on it, circling her clit faster. You thrust harder, pounding that pussy between moans and with your fingers digging into her thighs.

"It's the best cock I've ever had in my fucking life!" Chaewon moaned, her mouth parted and her eyes fixed on you. "Please don't stop!"

Yunjin focused on licking Chaewon's nipple and moving her fingers faster, while you leaned forward a little just so you could thrust faster. Chaewon started moaning so loud that the very pillow she was clinging to became her muzzle, which she bit down on before covering her face with. An instant later she uncovered her face and exploded with a squeal, squeezing your cock as her orgasm made her shudder.

"Mmmm that's so fucking hot," Yunjin groaned, and got on her hands and knees beside Chaewon to reach over to her crotch, pulling your cock out of her pussy and bringing it into her mouth to suck on it for a few seconds. "You want me to ride you?" she asked.

"Who wouldn't want to be ridden by you?" you asked, and she smiled slowly stroking your cock.

"Wow, you're getting more and more points every time," she giggled. "This was quite a triple."

Yunjin made room for you to lay down in her spot with your head on the pillow. Already settled she straddled you, her pussy pressed against the back of your cock. She made eye contact with you as she untied her hair, and as she let it go she placed her hands on your chest and slowly ground her hips back and forth to rub your intimacies together.

"Are you gonna keep teasing me, Jennifer?" you asked with your hands on her thighs, looking into her eyes.

"Why? Are you desperate to be inside me, manager-nim?" she asked back and bent over you, running her hands up to cup your face. You brought your hands to her waist and then to her ass to squeeze it. "I think you want it even more than I do."

"You better shut the fuck up," you said, and reached for your cock to press it between Yunjin's folds. She giggled, and cooperated by slowly lowering her hips until she was fully impaled on your shaft.

"Oh god this feels better than I expected," Yunjin moaned with her ass resting on your pelvis and her hands on your shoulders. "I hope you know you just created a monster."

"I remind you again that I'm your manager, woman," you panted as she began to move up and down. "You're playing with fire and you might burn me by accident."

"Don't be like that, baby," she panted, giving you small kisses as she moved gradually harder. You had her red hair all over your face, but that and you groping her ass only made it hotter. "No one has to find out, right? It'll be our little secret."

“As you wish,” you replied, squeezing her ass cheeks before dropping your hands to the sides of her lower back. “But if it starts to affect your career or mine I will turn you off immediately.”

“Deal,” Yunjin said with a smirk, and crashed her lips against yours before going wild.

Yunjin grabbed your face and stuck her tongue inside your mouth, seeking to take control of the kiss. You happily gave in, content to let her do whatever she wanted with you as long as she kept moving on your cock, with those hip movements that were slow, deep, and deadly. After a few seconds she moved to your neck, to fill it with sucks, kisses, and finally biting you. She cried out when you spanked her with both hands, which prompted her to move faster and with less control.

"Hey, don't even think about leaving me out," you heard Chaewon say on the left, and she somewhat roughly pushed Yunjin off your chest to climb on top of you and sit on your face with her calves on your arms.

With your view now blocked by Chaewon's ass you had no choice but to adapt to the situation and put your mouth and hands to work. She pushed her hips back, smothering you between her perfect ass cheeks, which you held onto to spread  them and allow yourself to breathe while you ate her pussy.

"Can't you stop seeking attention for five minutes?" Yunjin asked Chaewon, planting her feet on the mattress to squat on your cock, fast and hard. "Oh god I was riding him so good!"

"And now you're bouncing on his cock," Chaewon replied between moans, her hands on your chest. You could hear her sharing sloppy kisses with Yunjin. "What's the fucking difference?"

“That I like looking into guys' eyes while I ride them!” Yunjin protested, moaning louder and louder as she bounced faster on your cock.

Chaewon didn’t say anything else as the two of them began to kiss and muffle their moans against each other’s lips until Yunjin came, grinding her hips with your cock buried deep in her pussy and shaking on top of you. Her orgasm having passed, Yunjin climbed off you and collapsed to the side. Chaewon then raised her hips and knelt beside your head.

“Manager-nim,” Chaewon told you as you sat up, staring at you with those puppy subby eyes. “You’re not going to tell HYBE anything about us sneaking out tonight, are you?”

You looked at her with a poker face.

"What kind of dishonest man do you take me for? Of course not," you replied, brushing a lock of sweaty blonde hair from her cheek. "Next time just tell me and I'll go with you."

Chaewon's eyes lit up like two cute lanterns.

"Really?"

"Aha," you nodded. "Only if you're a good girl and get on your hands and knees for me."

Chaewon complied with the order and turned around to bend forward and rest her hands on the mattress, knees apart and ass raised high for you. You positioned yourself behind her, and with one hand on her waist you went back inside the tightest pussy you'd ever been in. She looked at you over her shoulder and hugged the same pillow from a moment ago tightly, biting it the moment you started to thrust.

The view you had was perfect, and enviable to the you of a few months ago, who could only access it through a very lucky wet dream. But now it was for real: you had a hot view of Kim Chaewon, with that appetizing ass that looked small but whose shape was perfect, and that milky attractive back that had you salivating since the Smart stages.

"Go hard, honey," Chaewon moaned, still looking at you. "Please forget your position and fuck me like I'm all yours."

"Oh, if you insist that much," you nodded slowly, and let out a spank so hard that the shape of your hand was instantly marked in red. Chaewon squealed into the pillow. You then started going really hard on her, making the sound of her ass slapping against your pelvis reverberate through your room.

"Fuck! Just like that!" Chaewon squealed, and buried her face into the pillow. You gave her another spank to make her scream. "Fuck!! More!" another spank. "MORE!!"

One more spank, and this time you grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled it back, in turn separating Chaewon's face from the pillow. Now her moans were fully audible as you pounded her pussy like she was a human fleshlight.

Yunjin had already recovered, and without asking Chaewon's permission, she did her best to get under her and stack their pussies together. Before the baby tiger could protest, Yunjin began kissing every corner of her face and neck to make her melt quite efficiently, as Chaewon was still entirely focused on you and your cock.

"God you are such a pillow slut," Yunjin teased Chaewon, grabbing her ass cheeks and spanking her in the same spots as you. "A little more and you'll be calling him daddy."

"Stop giving her ideas, Jennifer!" you growled through clenched teeth at how good Chaewon's pussy felt in that position.

"I'm gonna cum daddy! Mmmgh fuck!!" Chaewon squealed, burying her face in Yunjin's neck.

"Late," Yunjin laughed looking at you. You just shook your head. "It's your fault for falling into our trap."

"Listen here you little piece of..." you said, being interrupted by Chaewon's orgasm and cute whimpers. You placed a hand on her lower back, fucking her slowly until her body stopped shaking. Then you pulled out of her pussy to switch directly to Yunjin's.

"Hey!" Yunjin squealed when you got balls deep inside her again. "Warn me!"

"For what?" you raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure you got down there because you were desperate for me to be inside you again."

Yunjin blushed and rolled her eyes, which was enough to prove you right. You smiled, and grabbed her thighs to press them against Chaewon's. With her, you took off at full speed from the start, already in search of your own climax, which was only getting closer by leaps and bounds.

Yunjin clung to Chaewon with her arms around her neck, moaning in her ear as you hammered her pussy even harder than Chaewon. Sweat was already pouring down your temples, proof that you were giving it your all when you were already exhausted after so many hours of work. It was definitely worth it, because just like Chaewon's, Yunjin's pussy felt so good that it made you use energy reserves you didn't even know you had.

But what kept you going at your best wasn't that, it was the possibility of seeing those two girls go crazy with pleasure thanks to you, and Yunjin's face being fucked mercilessly was like an expensive piece of art in the Louvre museum, especially when a couple of minutes later she came for the second time on your cock.

"Dear fucking lord please cum honey!" Yunjin screamed as you fucked her like an animal through her orgasm. "Oh my god cum!!"

Seconds later, when you felt yourself about to explode, you quickly pulled yourself out of her and went to kneel right next to both of their heads. They both turned their faces towards you, and stuck their tongues out as you stroked your cock rapidly, until with a loud moan you exploded.

The thick strings of cum came out in strong jets and landed on both of their angelic faces, every corner being painted white and getting sticky. What fell on Chaewon's face spilled onto Yunjin's, who collected most of the drops in a pool on her tongue. By the time your climax passed those two were a mess, so covered in cum that Chaewon kept one eye closed and Yunjin had her lips stuffed.

"Oh my god..." you gasped, mesmerized by the sight. "Stay there."

Even though you felt on the verge of collapse, your protective manager instinct kicked in and you were forced to go to the bathroom to get some toilet paper and help them clean themselves up. But as you did so, you realized something that you hadn't realized in all the fuss, something that left you staring into space.

Sakura's room was right next door.

Nervous was not exactly the word you would have used for that moment, since some time ago you had developed a certain degree of cold-bloodedness regarding those kinds of events, especially when it came to the Aespa girls' apartment, a place you had already frequented dozens of times.

What ran through your body was adrenaline in its purest state, a state of euphoria that, as you walked down the hallway, had you playing with your own fingers and biting your lower lip. If someone had seen you like this they would have thought you were under the influence of an extra strong energy drink, but the truth is that you were simply too enthusiastic.

You forced yourself to breathe deeply and lower your heart rate when you stood in front of the door. You immediately heard feminine laughter from the other side, then a jovial and noisy conversation that you couldn't decipher because of how the voices overlapped each other.

You raised your hand confidently and knocked on the door four times, your way of letting the girls know it was you. The conversation died down on the other side.

One of the four, whoever it was, hurried toward the door, her footsteps echoing.

To your surprise, it was neither Minjeong nor Aeri who opened the door.

Huh Yunjin peeked under the doorway, one hand on the frame and the other on the knob. The first thing you noticed was that there wasn't even a hint of makeup on her face, and yet, you found yourself impressed by how pretty she was naturally, one of the rare cases in which the idol looked better in person than in photographs. She was wearing entirely gray pajamas, with baggy pants and a hoodie, her red hair down.

"Oh hi!" she greeted, with a friendly smile and a slight bow of her head.

You and Yunjin introduced each other. She opened the door a little more. Behind her, on one of the wide white linen sofas, you spotted three more beauties, all in comfortable pajamas and, like Yunjin, without makeup, talking and giggling among themselves.

"Wait, are you American too?" Yunjin asked in fluent, charming English, right after you had introduced yourself.

"Yeah! I moved here four years ago now, I think. What gave me away?"

"Your pronunciation, of course," she replied. "If you didn't grow up here it's always going to sound a little weird. Eunchae teases me about it all the time."

You clicked your tongue.

"And here I thought I had improved."

"Oh, don't get me wrong," Yunjin laughed. "It's almost impeccable. Better than mine a few years ago to be honest. But anyway, come in! come in!"

Yunjin stepped aside and let you pass. Not even four steps in, Minjeong stood up from the couch and rushed with quick little steps towards you. Aeri stood up too, but stayed on the sidelines as Minjeong crawled into your arms, her head buried in your chest.

"Hello, Minjeong-ah," you said, pulling her into a warm hug. You looked at Aeri, who winked at you, and then at Somi, who did not hide the way she checked you out from head to toe.

"All good?" Minjeong asked in her usual adorable tone, looking up at you from very close up. "Did you have dinner yet?"

You nodded.

"Two chicken sandwiches. Lovely meal."

After giving Minjeong a kiss on the head and letting her go, you went to Aeri so she could give you a kiss on the cheek and rub your back as a greeting. Yunjin had returned to the couch with Somi, who put one leg up on the seat and crossed her arms over the backrest, looking at the girls with a playful face.

"Are you going to introduce him to me, or what?" she asked.

The girls quickly introduced you to Somi, who you shook hands with.

"Hmm, you're American right?" Somi asked, also in English; since she was of Canadian origin, it was of course different from Yunjin's, even yours. "Your pronunciation…"

"It gives me away, yeah," you cut her off with a chuckle. "Someone mention it."

"From where?"

“Seattle,” you responded. Minjeong hugging you from behind, her arms around your waist and her chin on your shoulder. "Straight from Pioneer Square."

"Is the weather as depressing as they make it?"

You shrugged.

"A little," you acknowledged. "It never bothered me too much, tho, You'd be surprised at the emotional intelligence you develop being in a city where it rains constantly."

"Yeah well, you haven't put it into practice these last few months," Aeri mentioned as a rather intentional tease, crossing her arms, sitting on the back of the sofa. She also spoke in English, which made Minjeong frown.

"I already said I'm sorry, woman."

"You never got on your knees before me and begged me, so the apology was never complete on my side."

"Hey, hey!" Minjeong chimed in. "You're not going to be speaking English all night, are you?" she asked in her own language.

"You understand English perfectly, Minjeong," you muttered under your breath.

"What did he do?" Yunjin asked, looking at Aeri, eager for the juicy gossip.

"We don't want to talk about it," you said quickly, just as Aeri seemed thrilled to spill the beans.

Aeri glared at you.

"I'll tell her later anyway," she said, stepping away from the group toward the dining room.

"Oh, and me too, please," Somi added.

"Great, but I don't want to be here when that happens," you sighed. "What did I miss? You guys didn't start drinking without me, did you?"

"We were waiting for you," Minjeong said. "The idea is that we're all equally drunk by the end of the night."

"So you're already assuming we're going to get drunk?" you asked.

"What kind of sleepover would it be otherwise?"

Music at a moderate volume began to play from the dining room. Aeri had turned on her Bluetooth speaker, which was bigger than necessary for the occasion. Björk's "Army of Me" filled the silence of the immense apartment.

"Just a normal one, I'd say."

"Do you think we're girls who settle for normal?" Yunjin asked, grabbing some chips from a bowl on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Not at all. But it doesn't matter, these devils have got me used to it."

Minjeong playfully punched you in the thigh with her closed fist, making you hiss.

"Who are you calling a devil?" She asked, her voice threatening.

"Especially you," you muttered under your breath.

"Well, darling," Aeri walked around the sofa and sat back down to Somi's right. "Why don't you do the honors of pouring the first drinks so we can officially kick off the evening?"

"I could, if a certain tick would let go of me," you said, turning your head to look at Minjeong over your shoulder.

Minjeong rolled her eyes, but finally relented and let go of you. Not before planting a quick, discreet kiss on the back of your neck. She rejoined the girls on the sofa.

"Is everything where it always is?" you asked, heading towards the kitchen.

Aeri and Minjeong nodded simultaneously. You reached the other side of the kitchen island and bent down to open one of the cabinets under the sink, from which you took out five shot glasses, placing them on the island counter behind you. Then you went to the refrigerator. The three bottles of ice-cold Soju were in the freezer. You grabbed one. Then you gathered everything and went back to the girls, who were chatting amongst themselves again.

You placed the five small glasses on the glass table, opened the bottle of Soju, and poured the shots.

"Here you go, ladies," you said, handing a glass to each of them and keeping one for yourself.

"Thank you very much, handsome bartender," Somi said, eliciting a round of giggles from the girls.

"At your service, attractive young lady," you replied, sitting down on the single sofa you had rearranged so that it faced them. The comment made them laugh again.

"Hey, where did you find such a cute one?" Yunjin asked the girls, before downing her shot in one gulp. You and the others did the same. "Seriously, he was your masseur for the entire tour?"

"Against my will, I must add," you said, grabbing some fries.

Aeri clicked her tongue.

"Oh my god, be for real!" Aeri exclaimed. "That was the best experience of your life."

You grimaced, shrugged, and threw up your hands. Aeri and Minjeong groaned in offense.

"Why do you hate us so much!" Minjeong complained, throwing a rolled-up piece of paper at you, presumably from a gum pack. "I dare you to name a single month and a half of your life better than that."

"Well, the time I got my first girlfriend wasn't so bad…"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Minjeong made a move to stand up, her fist raised, ready to plant it squarely on your arm. You panicked and raised a knee to defend yourself, giggling, but in the end, she sat back down.

"Anyway, I'll just ignore that ungrateful fool," Aeri said, glancing at Yunjin. "Answering the first question: I have no idea. Jihye really struck gold with him."

"Oh, come on, you're going to make me blush," you said.

"I'm not talking to you," Aeri said without looking at you.

"So, what was it like, by the way?" Somi asked, looking at you, her legs drawn up on the sofa against her own body. "I think Ryujin mentioned you to me a few times."

"The girls and I had a little… let's call it a pool party," you said, recalling the embarrassing moment. "Late in the afternoon, Jihye showed up unexpectedly and found us in a rather funny situation. I almost died of embarrassment. But that's when it became official that I would be traveling with the girls."

Somi laughed. Beside her, Yunjin poured another round of soju shots. You placed your small glass on the table.

"Oh yeah, she definitely told me about you," she said. "And I already know what funny situation you're talking about."

You groaned.

"Oh my god, she really told you about that?"

"If you're the same guy from most of her stories, yeah. About that and a lot more."

"Anything interesting to share?" Yunjin asked, just as she finished pouring your drink.

You picked up your small glass, took a gulp, and looked at Somi expectantly. You didn't really have a problem sharing too much about your experiences with the ITZY girls, but you preferred some discretion.

"Hmm," Somi looked at you and playfully bit her lower lip. "Why don't you tell them a little bit about the pool party yourself?"

"Which one?"

"You know which one. The other wasn't all that interesting, other than Noze accidentally seeing your privates."

"It was a party with the ITZY girls, Aespa, and Nayeon," you replied curtly. "Pretty fun, honestly."

Yunjin looked at Somi and then at you.

"And…?" Yunjin raised her eyebrows, waiting for more.

"He fucked them all," Somi added casually, and proceeded to down her shot of Soju.

Yunjin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. She glanced at Aeri and Minjeong, who didn't seem bothered by it. In fact, Minjeong looked proud as she sipped her shot. You, on the other hand, felt a slight wave of embarrassment run through you. Apparently, you weren't quite ready to share this with someone you weren't close to.

"Separately, right?" Yunjin asked you.

You sighed and settled back in your seat. It was going to be a fucking long night.

"I wish."

"You handled nine girls at once?! Are you a sheep dog or what?!"

That shouldn't have amused you, but the way she said it was downright hilarious. It drew a wry laugh from you.

Instead of responding, you simply shrugged.

"That's what he gets paid for," Somi said for you. "He must be quite a gem."

"He is, I can tell you that," Aeri said. "That day he fucked my ass so hard that…"

You glared at her.

Aeri suppressed a smile against her pursed lips, swallowing the rest of the sentence. The girls laughed.

"He did pretty well that day," she opted to say.

"Thanks," you said. "Isn't there a slightly less awkward topic?"

Fortunately, the conversation shifted to more trivial topics from that point on, no longer so focused on you. Music and art in general were the main topics of conversation, but always with a relaxed, friendly approach, and you were laughing constantly. You learned a lot from each of them because of that. You also got along better with Somi than you expected, since, based on what you'd heard about her, you hadn't gotten the impression that you'd be able to get along with her at all.

On the other hand, the soju flowed almost as easily as the conversation itself. The first bottle didn't even last two hours, and by midnight you were already halfway through the second. You didn't think too much about the consequences, not when you had the privilege of witnessing these girls having a good time in a context where there were no cameras or spotlights, like normal girls in their twenties. Besides, they had let you be part of the evening, so what better than to go with the flow?

That's what you did, certainly. But because you were so relaxed and open to talking about anything, the girls noticed you let your guard down and set their sights on you again.

"Oh, all this reminds me of something," Somi said, looking at you. She, like everyone else, was already feeling quite tipsy. The seating arrangement was almost the same, except Minjeong was sitting on Aeri's lap, who had her arms comfortably around her waist. "Ryujinie mentioned something about a client list you have… you really have one?"

You should have expected the conversation to turn in that direction, since you—or rather, they—had been talking for quite a while about the industry and recent comebacks of other groups, as well as sharing gossip about people within their own companies, whether idols, trainees, or staff. Some juicy tidbits that you weren't aware of came out of it.

You let out a heavy sigh as they all turned their attention to you, eager for your answer, like four lionesses hunting a poor, solitary gazelle. Only instead of wanting to satisfy their hunger, they wanted to satisfy their thirst for gossip, gossip, and more gossip.

"For God's sake, what else did Ryujin tell you?" you asked, exasperated.

Somi giggled.

"You don't want to know."

You shook your head, poured yourself a shot of soju, and downed it in one gulp.

"I don't like to call it a 'list,' since many of them are good friends," you said, tapping the glass down on the table. "But yeah. The thing is, lately, my role with these girls has become a bit… abstract. It was definitely easier when I was just a masseur."

"How many of them do you just have one-night stands with?" Yunjin inquired, her head resting against the back of the sofa. "Can I ask?"

"As long as you take it to your graves, yes."

Yunjin threw up her hands.

"We're walking coffins, honey."

"Hmm, well…" you scratched your temple, mentally running through the names. "Seulgi's one."

Yunjin frowned and gasped. Again, their reaction made you laugh. Somi seemed rather fascinated, her eyes sparkling at the revelation of a juicy piece of gossip. Did she remember that you had just said they should take it to the grave? She looked like a newspaper editor who had just received their headline story.

As for Minjeong and Aeri, well, they didn't seem surprised in the slightest. They both knew perfectly well that your network of services was rather extensive. Besides, you were sure they already knew about your encounters with Seulgi; you must have shared something during a drunken night.

"Kang Seulgi from Red Velvet?!" Yunjin asked.

"You know another Seulgi, perhaps?"

"Who else, who else?" Somi asked.

"Chaeyeonie."

"Chaery's sister? I already knew that!" she complained.

"I'm not going to name everyone just because you feel like it, woman."

"One more!" Yunjin pleaded. "Who's the most famous?"

"Does Rina count?"

"We already knew that!" Yunjin and Somi protested in unison.

"Why do you know so much?!" you squealed.

"Come on, think!" Yunjin urged, putting her feet on the ground and leaning forward, elbows on her thighs and fingers interlaced under her chin.

"Damn…" you sighed. "Taeyeon from Girls' Generation. Just once."

This time even Minjeong almost fell off Aeri's lap. They were all speechless.

"No way!" Somi said.

"And it was last month," you added.

"It was last month and you didn't tell any of us?!" Minjeong demanded to know.

Aeri, wanting to get up and hit you, pushed Minjeong aside, off her lap, and threw a ping-pong ball you'd been using on the dining room table straight at your head. You hissed.

"I don't have to go around revealing who I fuck and who I don't!" you protested, rubbing where the ball had hit you.

"We should have privileges!" Aeri exclaimed.

Yunjin, who still looked perplexed, tilted her head and looked at you.

"How's she in bed?" she asked. "Is she good?"

"I'll refrain from commenting."

"That means she's really good, then," Somi pointed out. "Are her tits as pretty as they look through her clothes?"

"Not answering that either."

"Can you at least say if she's a top or a bottom?"

"Pretty bottom."

"I knew it!" Yunjin celebrated, then burst into laughter along with Somi.

You sighed and looked at Minjeong, seeking help. Of course, Minjeong just looked at you and gave you a thumbs-up, as if everything was perfectly fine. Aeri, on the other hand, only gave you a confused look, unsure of what you wanted from her and why you were looking at her like that.

"Oh, you also said that the relationship with your clients is now somewhat more abstract," Somi recalled, watching Aeri pour another round of shots. "Why?"

"Because since my services are now private, the way they use them varies a lot," you replied, accepting the small glass Aeri offered you. You had to be more careful with what you said about that side of your work, so you paused to think. "There was this girl, for example, I had to rescue in the wee hours of the morning from the house of some weirdo she was starting to date."

"It happened to me once," Aeri said, the shot glass near her lips. "That's fucked up."

"And how did you get her out of there?" Yunjin asked after taking a sip of her shot.

"I was given certain resources which I can't share, sorry," you shook your head.

Yunjin narrowed her eyes.

"You broke down the door with a portable battering ram."

You made a face of confusion. Minjeong and Somi laughed.

"What do you think I am, special forces?"

"The way you describe it makes me think so!"

"Yeah, but that's not the case," you took your shot. This time you did feel a little dizzy as the liquor went down your throat. "It's more frivolous than you think."

"Then why can't you say it?" Somi asked.

"Because I can't. And that's the end of it."

Somi and Yunjin rolled their eyes, but didn't press the issue.

A while later, the second bottle of soju was gone, and you had to bring out the last remaining one. However, you had a slight suspicion that it wouldn't be necessary, as the girls' cheeks were already flushed from the alcohol in their systems. Even you slightly stumbled back to your seat when you returned from the bathroom. It wasn't a severe case of drunkenness, but it was enough to make you feel like you could beat the crap out of a bear.

"Wait a minute," Aeri looked at you and then at Minjeong. "You told him this was a sleepover, right?"

"Of course I did!" Minjeong retorted, now all giggly.

"Then why is he dressed like we're going to a nightclub?" Aeri asked, tilting her head.

You glanced at your own outfit; there was nothing wrong with it, but compared to the girls, all four of whom were in comfortable, loose pajamas, you did look like a cactus in a field of flowers.

"Yeeeeeeah, doesn't sound like a smart choice to me," added Somi, her head resting on one of the sofa's armrests, her legs draped over Aeri's lap. "He'd be much more comfortable if he were dressed like us."

Yunjin laughed from her corner of the sofa.

"He does look pretty cute, buuuut," Yunjin jumped to her feet, strode over to you, and before you could even react, straddled your lap and unbuttoned the first few buttons of your denim shirt. "He could look much better."

"Oh wow…" you said, doing nothing to stop what was happening, your hands instinctively on her thighs, which were on either side of your hips.

Yunjin giggled repeatedly as she unbuttoned your shirt all the way down, a charming smile on her face. Every few seconds, she glanced up at you with those big, bright eyes. It was probably because you were so dizzy, but her aura was mesmerizing.

Instinctively, you put a hand behind her head and leaned in to kiss her. However, Yunjin noticed and quickly placed a hand on your chest, pressing your back against the headboard again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Yunjin looked into your eyes, her hand still on your bare chest. "Not so fast, cowboy. Who said you were in charge?"

You blushed.

"Uh… well, I thought…"

"There's plenty of time for that later, darling," Yunjin said, pulling your shirt down over your shoulders. "Right now we're just making you comfortable, remember?" she giggled.

"Yeah, you're right… I guess," you nodded, still a little dazed.

Yunjin slid your shirt off your arms and let it fall to the floor beside the sofa you were sitting on. The cool air from the air conditioner sent a shiver down your spine.

"Alright, Somi," Yunjin turned to her, who was watching and giggling with Aeri and Minjeong. "I've already taken care of his shirt. Come and take care of his pants."

Somi stopped laughing for a moment and looked at you, then at Minjeong and Aeri. A mischievous little smile spread across her face as she stood up and walked over to you. Yunjin climbed off your lap and stood behind you, arms crossed over the back of the sofa, some of her hair falling over one of your shoulders.

You were still a little dazed from your recent interaction with Yunjin, so you might not have fully appreciated the fact that Jeon Somi had knelt down between your parted knees at that precise moment, her large, bright eyes fixed on yours.

"Where did you buy these jeans, oppa?" Somi asked, tilting her head to the side, her hands on your knees. Yunjin had subtly placed her hands on your shoulders, occasionally sliding them up to your collarbone.

"Uh… at GAP, in a shopping mall near Myeong-dong," you replied.

"Oh, interesting. I'll make sure to stop by there later," Somi said, moving her hands up your thighs to the button of your jeans, which she undid. "They're very cute, but they'd look so much better if I only…"

Somi unzipped your jeans, and with her hands on the hem, she quickly pulled them down off your legs until you were only in your boxers and socks. Her eyes sparkled, a wide grin spreading across her face as she stared at your bulge, which you hadn't realized was now fully erect after Yunjin had sat on it a few minutes earlier.

"Oh god, that's embarrassing," you said, making a move to cover yourself before Yunjin grabbed your wrists.

"Nuh uh," Yunjin whispered close to your ear, letting out a tipsy giggle. "It's perfectly fine. Something this pleasing to the eye shouldn't be hidden, should it?"

Over Somi's shoulder, you saw Aeri and Minjeong whispering to each other between giggles. They were up to something, and that never meant anything good. When they noticed you watching, they stopped talking and pretended nothing had happened.

"Minjeong-ah, remember that time we played spin the bottle on tour?" Aeri asked.

"Yeah, of course!" Minjeong agreed.

"I feel like Yunjinie and Somi would have a lot of fun with that, and oh!" Aeri leaned forward and pulled something out from under the sofa—a small black plastic bag you hadn't even noticed before. "Guess what I prepared for today?"

Minjeong opened her mouth and brought her hand to her lips, feigning surprise as if she didn't already know everything.

"What did you prepare for us, Aeri-chan?" Minjeong asked. She was a terrible actress when she was drunk.

Aeri opened the small bag and took out a deck of cards held together by a hair tie. You could only see the backs, satin black with the silhouette of a white peach emoji that shimmered in the light.

"Our spin-the-bottle games tend to be a little… spicy, so," Aeri removed the hair tie from the cards and placed them on the coffee table, organized in three decks. You then realized the peach emojis were different colors on each one: white, red and black. "Why not dedicate the whole game to the spicy stuff from the start? We just spin the bottle, choose a card, and see what happens!"

You sighed.

"Let me guess, it was her idea," you pointed at Minjeong, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Basically," Aeri said.

"I think it's a brilliant idea!" said Somi, standing up to go sit on the floor to the left of the coffee table, almost tripping over its leg.

"I'm in too," said Yunjin, sitting down on the opposite side. "Where did you get them? Did you print them yourself?"

"Of course! No way I'd ask a stranger to print the things those cards say."

"God help me…" you muttered to yourself. "But hey, one thing," you raised your voice.

They all looked at you.

"You supposedly did this to me because I wasn't in line with your vibe," you said, referring to your lack of clothing. "But I don't see you in your underwear. So, what are you waiting for?"

The girls exchanged glances, all four with small smiles playing at the corners of their lips. Seconds later, Somi shrugged and began to take off her pajamas. All the girls automatically followed suit.

You wished you had another pair of eyes to fully appreciate the scene, because with the two you had, you couldn't follow every movement as closely as you wanted. By the time they were all down to their underwear, however, you were able to linger on each one.

First, you scrutinized Somi. Her breasts were, virtually, a perfect pair. Covered by a black bra with minimal push-up, they were the perfect size and shape. They alone made your mouth water. But not content with that, she had a slim, toned body, the result of hours at the gym, with defined abs and firm buttocks, barely covered by a lace thong the same color as her bra.

Inevitably, your gaze jumped to Yunjin. She wore a tight navy blue sports bra that squeezed her small breasts together, her nipples pressing against the fabric in the chill of the room. Maybe she wasn't as well-endowed up there as Somi, but she more than made up for it by being a total knockout in every other department. A flat, perfect stomach, slightly fleshy. Wide hips too. And best of all, legs to die for and a perfectly round ass that you knew instantly looked gorgeous in backshots. Her panties were white, a less daring cut than Somi's but small enough to drive you wild.

There was nothing about Aeri and Minjeong that you didn't already know, and yet, you were always amazed at how beautiful and hot they were. Aeri with her fleshy, perfect thighs and a more than generous pair of breasts, and Minjeong with her sculpted body and one of the most beautiful abs you'd ever seen. One wore all-black underwear and the other pink.

Your cock was so hard it was practically tearing through your boxers.

"Is this better, baby?" Aeri asked, crossing her legs, one thigh over the other, making them look even more enticing, her hands on the knee of her upper leg.

"Much better," you slowly nodded.

"Alright!" Minjeong clumsily picked up one of the empty soju bottles from the floor and made room on the coffee table to place it right in the middle. "Who wants to start?"

"Me!" Somi blurted out, as Minjeong and Aeri moved slightly apart. "We'll spin it twice, once to determine who will do the dare, and the other time to…" She paused, her tongue catching at the end of her sentence. "You know what I mean."

“The cards are sorted by three types, by the way: white, red and black,” Minjeong explained. “We will start with the white ones cause they are the softer ones.”

Somi placed a hand on the bottle and, without further ado, spun it. It landed first on Minjeong.

"Of course, Satan had to start," you said, watching Minjeong celebrate with giggles and not-so-subtle applause.

Somi spun the bottle again, and this time it landed on Yunjin, who looked at Minjeong.

"Alright, draw a card, pretty girl," Yunjin said, sitting back on her heels.

Minjeong leaned forward and picked a card from the deck.

"You must let the other person kiss your entire abdomen and the sides of your waist," Minjeong read aloud, and while looking at Yunjin, she placed the card at the bottom of the deck.

"Hmm, that sounds fun," Yunjin said, her hands on her thighs. "Basically, the dream of absolutely everyone who watches your fancams. Come here."

You all watched intently as Minjeong stood up and walked slowly toward Yunjin, swaying her hips, proud that her perfect body was the center of attention. She stopped right in front of Yunjin, who, in a completely uninhibited manner, took hold of her hips and pulled her a little closer. Just then, Lil Wayne's "Got Money" started playing.

"Is it timed?" Yunjin asked, looking at Aeri.

"If the card didn't specify, then no."

"Great."

Without another word, Yunjin looked Minjeong in the eyes and slowly moved closer to her abdomen until she placed her lips on her skin. Minjeong parted her lips slightly and let out a soft gasp, her hand resting on Yunjin's head as she showered wet, sensual kisses all over her belly. Yunjin maintained a firm grip on Minjeong's hips, something you knew drove her wild.

Almost a minute passed before Yunjin finally moved to the left side of Minjeong's waist. There, she repeated the process, leaving small kisses and licks. Minjeong moaned when she nibbled a bit of flesh on the lower part of that side, and then moved to the other side. Another minute passed until Yunjin finally finished the job with a small kiss below Minjeong's navel.

"That's enough," Yunjin said, wiping some of her own saliva from her lips with the back of her hand. "Easily the sexiest belly I've ever kissed, you gotta be proud."

Minjeong smiled, visibly a little turned on by now, and blew her a kiss before going to sit down in her seat, not bothering to wipe the saliva Yunjin had left on her abdomen.

"Are you next?" Yunjin asked, looking at you, then at Aeri, who was the next person to Somi's left. "Or you?"

"Me," Aeri said. "Let's let him be last."

"But it doesn't matter, right? The order doesn't dictate who does the dare, only who the bottle points to," you said. Your own eloquence for being as drunk as a skunk surprised even you.

"Yeah, but I just want you to be last at something," she giggled.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, girl."

Aeri leaned forward—one arm tucked under her breasts to lift them and make her cleavage look deeper, completely on purpose—and spun the bottle. This time it pointed at you first. You couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the situation. Aeri just rolled her eyes.

"Oh my god, looks like I'm not the last one," you said, letting out another stupid giggle.

"Shut up."

Aeri spun the bottle again. This time it pointed at herself. You and the girls burst out laughing.

"This has to be a joke…"

"That's what you get for being a hater."

"Just pick a card, dumbass."

You stood up and picked a card to read it. Aeri had put a lot of effort into it; the font was perfectly chosen, black on a white background, and the letters were embossed. It looked expensive.

"You must lie on top of the other person in a missionary position and slowly kiss their entire face, neck, and chest," you read aloud, and proceeded to place the card at the bottom of the deck. "Do I have to take off your bra?"

"No, if you had to, the card would say so."

"Alright, are you coming or am I?"

"I'm not getting up from this couch," Aeri said. "If I do, I'm going to trip like an idiot."

"Like that night in Chicago when you almost knocked your teeth out?" Minjeong asked with a giggle.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Aeri retorted, watching you walk toward her.

You stood in front of Aeri, who couldn't help but glance at your hard bulge before meeting your eyes again. Without making her wait, you bent your knees and put one arm around her waist, your other hand under one of her knees to lift her and make her lie face up on the sofa, which was wide enough to accommodate the activity.

Aeri let you handle her easily and opened her legs wide when you climbed onto the sofa and positioned yourself on top of her. You purposely let your bulge rub against her crotch through her panties, making her discreetly bite her lip.

"The card didn't say to do that," she said, her hands on your chest.

"I'm not doing anything," you replied. "It's not my fault I'm this big."

Aeri rolled her eyes, and before she could say anything, you leaned down and pressed your lips to hers. The card said 'all face,' and that inevitably included her mouth. She didn't object, nor did she seem bothered. On the contrary, she let you take control of the kiss and explore her mouth with your tongue, letting out soft moans.

After tasting Aeri's soft, alcohol-flavored lips, you pulled away and began kissing her entire face, from her cheeks to either side of her jaw, ending at her chin. From there, you moved to her neck and repeated the process, patiently covering every inch and licking every tiny vein.

A minute later, after leaving her neck coated in saliva, you moved down to her collarbone and paused at the upper curve of her breasts. Aeri gasped and stroked your hair as you kissed the contours of her soft but firm mounds, also moving down her cleavage to kiss the inner part.

Apparently, you were doing so well that you made her forget you were playing a game, because she lowered a hand between your bodies and gave your cock a gentle squeeze through your boxers. You immediately pulled away and sat back on your heels. Aeri, her cheeks flushed, opened her eyes and looked at you, confused.

"Why did you…?" she glanced at the other girls, who were watching, amused. "Oh, right."

"You were getting excited, huh?" you asked with a giggle, getting up from the sofa to go back to your seat.

"S-shut up…"

You slumped back onto your single sofa like a sack of potatoes, knowing you'd have to save your energy for what was to come. The girls seemed calm, but the little glances they exchanged with each other and at your bulge gave them away.

"Your turn, Yunjinie," you said.

Yunjin leaned toward the small table, her back arched and part of her ass exposed to the side for you to see, and spun the bottle, which pointed to Minjeong once it stopped.

"Again?!" Somi asked, exasperated.

"I promise I didn't rig the bottle," Minjeong said, as Yunjin spun the bottle again. This time it pointed to you. "Oh wow, that's convenient," Minjeong giggled.

Minjeong picked a card from the white deck. Her face lit up as she read it to herself.

"You and the other person must remain kissing until the next round's dare is read," she read, and looked you in the eyes.

"Pretty convenient," you agreed, patting your thigh. "Come here."

"Don't even think about spinning the bottle until my lips are on his," Minjeong warned Aeri as she stood up and walked toward you.

Once in front of you, Minjeong straddled your lap, wrapped her arms around your neck, and pulled you into a fiery, passionate kiss. You wrapped your arms around her slender body and pressed her against you, your fingers digging into the delicious little bits of flesh on either side of her waist.

As you and Minjeong gasped against each other's mouths in the middle of a somewhat disastrous kiss, you heard the bottle spinning on the wooden table in the background.

"Uhh, okay," you heard Yunjin say, probably because the bottle pointed to her first.

Even though it wasn't at all what the dare said, Minjeong started lightly grinding her hips against your bulge, making it rub against her pussy through the fabric. Her fingers were tangled in your hair. Inevitably, you also let yourself go and squeezed her ass.

"Hurry up before those two start taking off what little clothing they have left," Somi said.

You heard Aeri spin the bottle again.

"Oh my god, when is that damn thing going to point at me?" Somi complained. "And that's enough, you two!"

Neither you nor Minjeong heard Yunjin read the challenge, so you continued what you were doing.

"Use your feet to caress the other person's crotch over their underwear while a third person kisses you for 30 seconds," Yunjin read with a giggle. "Come be that third person, Douma."

Using all your willpower not to put your hand inside Minjeong's panties, you pulled away from her lips as soon as Yunjin uttered the last word. Minjeong cleared her throat angrily and grabbed your face to whisper in your ear:

"You'd better destroy my pussy as soon as you get the chance," she said, and got up from your lap to return to her place.

Minjeong moved out of your sight just in time to let you see Yunjin, still seated, crawl closer to Aeri, whose knees were spread wide with one hand propped behind her on the sofa seat. Then, Yunjin placed her hands on the floor behind her, her back pressed against Somi's chest, who was kneeling behind her, and lifted one leg to press her toes against Aeri's pussy through the fabric of her panties.

"Time's ticking… now," Minjeong said, looking at her phone.

Immediately, Somi cupped Yunjin's face in her hands, tilted her head back, and bent down to press her lips to Yunjin's, locking them in a sexy kiss that you couldn't tear your eyes away from. Meanwhile, Aeri let out soft moans as Yunjin's foot gently rubbed the top of her slit.

"Oh my god, I hate you for coming out with this fucking shitty game…" Aeri muttered, her eyes closed, enjoying Yunjin's foot on her pussy. "I want someone to eat me out so bad. And also a cock in my mouth."

"It's not my fault you're not enjoying a little bit of excitement," Minjeong replied, still looking at her phone. "Fifteen seconds."

Somi made the most of every second, her hands on Yunjin's collarbone. Their heads bobbed from side to side, filling the silence with soft moans and wet sounds. A little saliva lingered on Yunjin's chin.

When there were about five seconds left, you noticed Aeri subtly pull her panties aside and let Yunjin rub her big toe between her glistening pussy folds. Minjeong, focused on the timer, remained clueless. You, of course, weren't a snitch, so you let her be happy until the alarm on Minjeong's phone signaled the end of the dare.

Aeri immediately put her panties back on, and Somi pulled away from Yunjin's lips, both gazing into each other's eyes with looks filled with pure lust. Yunjin looked at Aeri.

"You liked it, huh?" she asked. "Toward the end, I felt you were…wetter than usual, all of a sudden."

Aeri's cheeks flushed. She chose not to say anything; she just suppressed a small smile and nodded.

"It's my turn, isn't it?" Somi asked, getting up. "Let's do one more round of white cards."

Somi circled the coffee table, swaying her sexy hips as she passed you, and sat back down on the floor where she had been. She spun the bottle. Finally, it pointed at her.

"Thank God!" she exclaimed, spinning the bottle again. Now it pointed at Yunjin. Somi grinned from ear to ear. "Please, something good… please, something good…"

Somi picked a card from the white deck.

"Let the other person kiss the inside of your thighs for twenty seconds," Somi read, before placing the card at the bottom of the deck. "I can sit wherever I want, right?"

"Sure, you can," Aeri replied, shrugging.

It didn't surprise you at all when Somi, a smile on her face, stood up and went to sit right on top of your hard bulge, her pretty, firm buttocks on either side of the outline of your cock.

"This is diabolical of you, just so you know," you said, gritting your teeth.

"And you can't touch," Somi said with a giggle, spreading her legs wide so her calves dangled over the armrests of the armchair. "But at least you can watch."

Somi leaned back and rested her back against your chest. You had a perfect view of her deep cleavage and her beautiful breasts, which looked like a real treat up close. Yunjin stood up and knelt on the floor in front of you, and after waiting for Minjeong's signal, she took Somi by the front of her thighs and placed her lips on the inner part.

"Mmmgh, yeah…" Somi moaned softly, very close to your ear.

Yunjin kept her wet, saliva-laden kisses on Somi's thighs. You followed her every move intently. She moved over every inch of milky skin, getting dangerously close to her pussy but not quite touching it. Somi placed a hand on the top of her head and did everything she could to tease you specifically, grinding against your bulge and arching her back to make her breasts stand out.

After a few seconds that felt like damn hours, Minjeong finally declared the twenty seconds over.

Yunjin wiped her lips with the back of her hand, stood up, and leaned in to give Somi a small but sensual kiss, a scene you could observe very closely and which made your cock throb beneath Somi's ass.

"Hey! Nobody told you to do that!" Minjeong protested.

Somi pulled away with a giggle and got up from your lap. They both dispersed to their places as if nothing had happened, but you already had a little stain of precum on your boxers—luckily they were black, so it wasn't very noticeable.

"Let's move on to the red cards!" Minjeong announced with a small smile. Of all of them, she was the least obvious about how turned on she was. Maybe because she considered it a competitive game. It wouldn't be unusual for her. "Your turn, oppa!"

With your stomach starting to tingle from how turned on you were, you leaned toward the table and spun the bottle. It pointed to Somi first. When you spun it again, you prayed every prayer you knew that it would point to you, however, it pointed to Aeri.

At this point there was no need to say anything, so Somi just leaned over to take a card from the red deck. Just then, W.AVE's "Breathe" started playing.

"You and the other person must share a sloppy kiss for one minute. Your lips cannot separate," Somi read, and without a second thought, she stood up to go to Aeri.

Everyone, including Minjeong, with a finger on her phone's timer, leaned closer for a better view. Somi sat next to Aeri, and with one hand on her thigh, leaned in to crash their lips together. Aeri greeted her with a small moan, holding her chin with two fingers.

True to the dare, the two devoured each other's mouths as if the world were going to end tomorrow. Saliva soon began to spill from the corners of both their lips, in small amounts at first, then getting really messy. On the other hand, the cacophony of wet sounds and soft moans sent your boiler into overdrive.

Damn, you wished you could get in there so hard.

Yunjin gasped.

"Oh my god, they're really taking this seriously," she said, watching intently as Somi slowly climbed on top of Aeri.

"You have ten seconds left," Minjeong warned, her legs tightly crossed.

Aeri grabbed Somi by the waist and stuck out her tongue. Somi stuck hers out and began swirling it with Aeri's, their saliva dripping from their chins to their legs. Their moans were louder now. If time hadn't run out, they would have ended up fucking right there.

"Mmmgh fuck," Aeri gasped when Somi pulled away from her lips, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.

"You're delicious," Somi said, biting her lower lip, staring at her closely. "You're just as delicious down there?"

"Somi Douma!" Yunjin called. "To your place!"

Somi looked at Yunjin and rolled her eyes. Reluctantly, she stood up and went to sit in her place.

Yunjin spun the bottle as soon as Somi's ass touched the floor. The bottle pointed at herself first. When she spun it again, however, the bottle landed pointing at you.

Thank goodness.

When Yunjin picked the card from the red deck and read it, she licked her lips and looked at your bulge. Suddenly, you weren't thanking God so much.

"You must lick the other person's genitals only once, slowly from bottom to top," Yunjin said, rereading the card before placing it at the bottom of the deck. "The person must remove their underwear."

The eyes of the four girls gleamed like car headlights, eager to finally see what you'd been hiding under your boxers for so long. The social pressure landed on your shoulders like a punching bag. Not that you cared, but the fact that they all had their eyes fixed on you made you feel, once again, like a poor gazelle among hungry lionesses.

You sighed.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice."

With that, you reached for the waistbands of your boxers and very slowly began to pull them down. On purpose, of course. When you finally freed your cock, which bounced against your abdomen, they all gasped at the same time.

"Holy cow…" Yunjin murmured, as you tossed your boxers aside, her gaze fixed on your erect, throbbing cock. "It looks so… so suckable."

"It would look even better inside me," Somi added.

"Please be quiet," Minjeong said. "I'm getting hungry. Yunjinie, hurry up."

"With pleasure."

Yunjin, looking you in the eyes, got on all fours and began to slowly crawl toward you, her hips swaying hypnotically and her ass looking like the eighth wonder of the world. She stayed in that position even as she settled between your legs, her beautiful face right in front of your balls.

You had to hold your breath when Yunjin flicked her tongue from between her full, perfect lips and planted it directly on the bottom of your scrotum.

"Oh lord have mercy…" you gasped.

Yunjin, her tongue fully extended, very slowly moved from the bottom of your balls, reaching the base of your shaft before continuing her ascent. You held your cock straight to make it easier for her, tempted to grab her by the nape of her neck and shove it into her mouth.

A small moan escaped you halfway up, and when her tongue finally reached the tip, she finished with a light flick on your urethra and gave your glans a sensual kiss.

"So tasty, fuck," Yunjin gasped, giving you an extra kiss on the back of your shaft. "I can't believe these hoes have been eating this for months."

"Yeah, and you better back off right now! We're still playing!" Minjeong said from her seat.

Yunjin reluctantly moved away from your cock and returned to her seat. You were left breathing heavily, so hard you felt like you were going to explode.

"Are you sure we want to keep playing, Minjeong-ah?" Somi asked.

"Stop being such crybabies! We haven't even gotten to the black cards yet. Things are going to get interesting, I promise."

Minjeong was next to spin the bottle. It landed on Somi first, then on… you.

Damn.

"Poor bastard," Aeri said with a giggle, trying not to fall over on her side from the sudden dizziness that washed over her. "You won't get a moment's rest."

Somi quickly grabbed a card. A mischievous giggle escaped her lips.

"Use one of your feet to massage the other person's balls while they masturbate, staring at you for one minute," she read.

You raised your eyebrows and shook your head. If Minjeong had written all those dares, which was likely, that girl certainly had more in common with Lucifer than you'd imagined.

"Would you come here, darling?" Somi asked. "It seems to me you've been sitting there for too long."

Somi was right. It would be worse for you if you stayed seated, because in the long run you'd either get drowsy or find it incredibly difficult to exert yourself physically later.

So you stood up. You wobbled a bit during the first few steps, but you managed to stand beside Somi without much trouble.

Her eyes went straight to your cock. She leaned back slightly, propped herself up on her elbows, lifted one leg, and brought her foot close to your balls, just like when Yunjin had to do the same with Aeri. A shiver ran through your body as her toes made contact with your balls, still slightly damp with Yunjin's saliva.

"Minjeong-ah, set the time," you gasped. Somi was gently stroking your balls.

"Put your hand on your cock first."

You let out a heavy exhalation and obeyed. Minjeong gave you the green light then.

As you began to rub your cock up and down, you met Somi's gaze and held it. She moved her foot as the dare required, with slow, deep strokes to knead your balls. You took a deep breath. The dare didn't specify how quickly you had to jerk off, so you opted for a slow rhythm that wouldn't wreak havoc on you.

Even so, it felt like you were being burned alive from the inside. Somi's gaze was intense. Piercing. And the way she moved her foot against your balls was perfect, with a technique almost as good as Seulgi's. As if that weren't enough, Somi started moaning. Maybe on purpose, just to torture you. But she was visibly aroused.

"Jesus Christ, how much longer, Kim Winter?" you murmured, involuntarily moving your hand a little faster on your shaft.

"Ten seconds."

Quickly, Somi spat in her hand, lubricated her other foot, and switched places, now massaging your balls with the new wet sensation. You started jerking off even faster, moaning to give her a taste of her own medicine.

"And… time!" Minjeong said. "God, it's starting to get hot in here."

"Oh, you think so?" Aeri asked.

Somi lowered her foot and let you quickly return to your seat. Had you stayed there, you wouldn't have been responsible for how you would have acted towards her.

"Hurry up and spin the fucking bottle," you said.

"Uhhh, I love it when you talk like that," Aeri giggled. "Yes, daddy!"

Aeri spun the bottle. It landed on Minjeong first, then on Somi.

Minjeong picked a card.

"Join another person to eat the target's tits and kiss their stomach simultaneously for forty seconds," Minjeong read aloud, her gaze immediately shifting to you. "How much do you want to eat a nice pair of tits, daddy?" she asked with a giggle.

"God, I'm dying for it," you replied. "But she has to take off her bra, then."

Somi immediately lay down on the floor, legs outstretched and propped up on her elbows, reaching behind her back to undo her bra with a single, agile movement. In doing so, she revealed what you dared to think were the most beautiful pair of tits you'd ever seen. Literally perfect shape and size. The kind of anatomical specimen a Renaissance painter could have immortalized in one of their most illustrious works.

"Fuck, look at that," Minjeong said, standing up almost at the same time as you. You both knelt on either side of Somi. "I think I've just fallen in love."

"And there's enough for both of you," Somi said with a proud little smile. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

You lay down on your side, propped up on one elbow. Minjeong did the same. Together, as soon as Aeri signaled that the timer was set, you brought your mouths to one of Somi's breasts, eliciting a moan from her.

You were sure you'd never felt anything like Somi's breasts in your mouth. Her rosy nipples were soft and small, easy to manipulate, and her mound felt like holding a soft cloud, so squishy you wanted to shove it all in your mouth. You licked the nipple on your side eagerly, leaving kisses and noisy sucks, while Somi stroked the hair at the nape of your neck, letting out soft moans.

Unfortunately, you didn't have much time, and the dare was clear. So, after spending what you thought were twenty seconds on her breasts, you and Minjeong—perhaps a little out of sync—moved down to her perfectly toned, rock-solid abdomen, planting a series of kisses around her navel. Somi, purely on instinct, spread her legs wide, feet flat on the ground, innocently believing that you would then go down on her.

"Time!" Aeri said loudly, much to Somi's dismay. A cracked voice came out when she said it, which made Yunjin burst out laughing.

The three of you weren't so amused. Somi looked at you, panting, as you stopped kissing her body and knelt above her.

"One more turn of red cards and we move on to the black ones," Minjeong said, and rather impulsively took off her bra and panties, leaving herself completely naked. "I can't stand how horny I am anymore."

Just like Minjeong, Aeri took off her underwear. Hopefully, you looked behind you only to find Yunjin also removing her panties and bra. Seeing her bare ass was like seeing a unicorn for the first time. Finally, next to you, Somi quickly took off her panties and put them in your hand. They were wet.

"Here, a little gift," she said, winking at you. "Keep them."

"Back to your seats, quick," Aeri urged you.

You and Minjeong returned to your seats. Now it was Somi's turn to spin the bottle. It landed first on you, then on Aeri. You hurried to grab a card.

"You must rub a part of your body of your choice against the other person's bare ass for thirty seconds," you read aloud.

Aeri put her legs up on the sofa, turned her back to everyone, and bent forward, holding the backrest with her back perfectly arched and her ass perfectly exposed to you and the girls. Her glistening pussy shimmered in the overhead lights. You left Somi’s panties in your seat, stood up and walked over to stand right behind her.

You snapped your fingers in front of Minjeong's face, who was mesmerized watching you hold your cock and bring it closer to Aeri's ass. She blinked and looked at you.

"Hey, the timer, dummy," you said.

"Oh, right. Okay… go."

Aeri was looking at you over her shoulder as you grabbed her by the waist and positioned your cock against her left buttock. You started rubbing the tip of your cock up and down her smooth, creamy skin. You both gasped. Aeri gripped the backrest tightly, breathing deeply, twisting her hips slightly to maximize contact against your shaft.

After a few seconds, you went from rubbing your tip to rubbing the entire back of your shaft against both her buttocks and her ass rack. Aeri, like a cat in heat, moaned and arched her back further, hoping that maybe you'd realized you were completely unaware of the game and decided to fuck her once and for all. But your willpower was ironclad.

"Alright, that's enough," Minjeong put her phone aside and pushed you by the stomach away from Aeri. "Black cards."

You were next, so you hurried to your side and spun the bottle, not even bothering to sit back down. Aeri was pointed to first, then Yunjin. Aeri picked a card, this time from the black deck.

"Oh fuck, this must be my lucky day," Aeri said. "The other person has to eat your ass while you masturbate them. The dare ends when one of you cums."

"Hey… can I touch myself a little while we watch?" Somi asked, biting her lower lip, watching as Yunjin stood up and walked toward the main sofa. You could only see her huge ass as she swayed it with every step.

"No way!" Minjeong said. "We all suffer equally here."

Yunjin lay down on the sofa next to Aeri, one foot on the floor and the other leg extended. Aeri understood perfectly what she had to do and straddled her, facing away from her, adjusting herself until her ass was right over Yunjin's face, her face level between the redhead's legs. Since there was no timer, Aeri didn't wait before lowering her ass onto Yunjin's face and reaching for her pussy to rub her clit.

The first moans soon filled the room, raising the level of arousal for all of you. Aeri's whimpers were the most prominent, as her mouth wasn't fully occupied compared to Yunjin's, who, squeezing her buttocks, was devouring Aeri's asshole with the hunger you knew short-circuited the Japanese woman.

The situation demanded it, so you quickly stood up—a bad mistake, as you felt a little dizzy—and turned off one of the sets of ceiling lights, leaving only the dimmer, secondary lights on. This gave the entire apartment a more intimate atmosphere, in keeping with what you all knew was about to happen.

Aeri moved her wrist faster, her fingers making quick circles on Yunjin's clit, moaning louder and louder at the high-level cunnilingus she was receiving. You had no idea who was closer, as Yunjin was also twisting her hips. In the end, Aeri's weak spot won out.

"Oh my god!!" Aeri squealed, grinding her trembling hips against Yunjin's face.

She should have stopped right then, but like the good samaritan she was, she kept rubbing Yunjin's clit—not without spitting a little on it first—until the redhead came beneath her, her lower body twitching in slight spasms that subsided after a few seconds.

"Guys, I swear to God, I don't know how much longer I can hold out," said Somi, who no longer knew how to position herself on the floor to stop the tingling in her groin from torturing her. You were more used to the sensation, unfortunately against your will thanks to some clients with… peculiar tastes.

"You just have to hold out until after your turn, honey," said Minjeong.

"I'm going to spin the bottle for Yunjin," you said, seeing that she and Aeri were still on top of each other, catching their breath.

When you spun the bottle, it landed on Minjeong and then on you. Minjeong hurriedly grabbed a card.

"The other person must penetrate your pussy with three fingers while you give them oral sex for one minute," Minjeong read.

You jumped up from the couch—same mistake again—and stumbled over to Minjeong, snatched the phone from her hand to set the one-minute timer yourself, and shoved your cock straight into her mouth.

Minjeong accepted your shaft into her warm mouth with a hungry moan, taking more than half of it in one thrust. Panting, you spread her legs and moistened three of your fingers with saliva, then wound them between her wet folds, rubbing them up and down and slowly forcing them inside her walls.

Minjeong squealed with pleasure around your cock, sucking harder, louder, her head pumping through almost every inch as you pushed your fingers deep into her pussy and started moving your wrist.

"Oh my god, I want to die!" Somi shrieked from somewhere to your left.

Yunjin and Aeri had already moved away from each other, but not before sharing a brief but sensual kiss. Yunjin returned to her place, watching intently as you slowly fucked Minjeong's pussy with three fingers while she sucked your cock, gripping your thighs with her hands.

Seconds ticked by, and Minjeong soon coated your entire cock with a thick layer of saliva, which she slurped back up with each pump of her head. With twenty seconds left, you were moving your wrist faster and faster. Consequently, the moans of the short-haired redhead grew louder, but she didn't stop pumping her head for a moment.

"Fuck, she's so good," Yunjin commented from behind you.

"Oh, don't even mention it," you gasped, the veins in your arm bulging from how fast you were moving it with only ten seconds left.

Aware of the time, Minjeong made one last effort and took you deep into her throat, gagging herself a little with all the saliva and the amount of meat in her mouth. You left your fingers buried deep and groaned, curling them upward to caress the upper walls.

Minjeong's phone alarm signaled the end of the dare.

Minjeong pulled you out of her mouth with a sharp breath, strands of saliva connecting the tip of your cock to her lips and chin. You pulled your fingers out and took a step back.

"I don't know who's next to spin the bottle, but for God's sake, hurry up," you muttered under your breath.

"It's my turn, move out of the way, idiot," Minjeong shoved you aside with a push to your thigh.

You returned to your place as Minjeong spun the bottle. Somi and Yunjin. The blonde girl picked a card.

"The other person must lick your clitoris until you orgasm or three minutes have passed," Somi read, before placing the card on the table. "Come here, beautiful."

Somi leaned back and, once again, propped herself up on her elbows to spread her legs wide, offering her pretty pink pussy on a silver platter for Yunjin.

Yunjin crawled towards her and got on her hands and knees between her legs, her hands tucked under her thighs before planting her mouth directly between her folds. Somi moaned in relief and clutched Yunjin's hair as she devoured her pussy the way she'd surely been longing for this whole time.

You had the perfect view from behind: Yunjin's perfect ass, raised high, so delicious you wanted to go there and bury your face between her cheeks. To avoid it, you exchanged glances with Minjeong and Aeri. The latter, now recovered and reclining on the sofa, looked back at you and gave you a signal that was more than clear: jerk off. You looked at Minjeong, who nodded.

Without them needing to insist, you reached for your cock and began to slowly rub it up and down. Minjeong and Aeri followed your lead, both bringing their hands to their pussies to touch themselves without drawing too much attention.

Somi didn't even come close to noticing what you were doing. How could she? Yunjin was eating her pussy with such fervor that the constant tapping of her tongue and the sensual kisses between her folds reached your ears without any problem. Her head hung back, clutching one breast with one hand and gripping Yunjin's head with the other.

"Fuck… you know what?" Minjeong said loudly. "Screw the game. You, come here."

That was directed at you. You stood up—slowly at first this time, since the last two times you'd nearly fallen on your ass like an idiot—and strode over to the girls. The first thing you did was grab Aeri's face and smash your lips against hers.

Aeri met your lips with a long, relieved moan. Her hand, along with Minjeong's, went to your shaft and slowly rubbed it up and down. One stayed on top, the other went down a little further to stroke your balls. You put your hands to work too, one to play with Aeri's nipples and the other to rub Minjeong's pussy up and down.

After kissing Aeri for a solid minute, you pulled away from her lips and immediately received Minjeong's. Aeri then took your cock by the shaft and brought it to her mouth, sucking on the tip. At that same moment, you both heard Somi let out a high-pitched squeal, followed by a guttural growl. Yunjin had definitely brought her to orgasm.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" Somi demanded after a few seconds. She sounded flustered.

"Didn't you hear?" Yunjin asked. "The game's over. Minjeongie declared it."

"Oh, I didn't hear a thing."

"Of course you didn't."

From what little you could hear, those two were now kissing.

Aeri sucked harder on your cock, her lips further and further away. Minjeong pulled away from your lips, and just then Aeri took you out of her mouth so that now they were both joining in, licking and kissing the sides of your shaft. You groaned and put your hands behind your back, watching as they took turns sucking your cock.

"Who's going to get their pussy pounded first?" you asked, one hand cupping each of their faces.

"It should be me," Aeri said, giving you little kisses on the back of your cock while Minjeong sucked on your tip. "This bitch took her little game too far."

"At least it was fun," you said.

Minjeong popped you out of her mouth.

"Right? You guys are so fucking boring and impatient!"

"Funny coming from you," Aeri gave her a disdainful look.

"Shut up, both of you, please," you took Aeri's hand. "You bring that pussy over here."

Aeri took your hand and stood up, only to turn around and kneel on the edge of the sofa, bending forward and assuming the same position she'd been in a few minutes ago when you did the dare, ass up in the air, back arched, and hands gripping the backrest. Minjeong remained kneeling to one side, her face resting against one of Aeri's buttocks, watching intently as you took your cock, rubbed the tip between Aeri's plump folds, and slowly slid your shaft inside her.

"Ohhh my god I could cry from fucking happiness right now!" Aeri moaned, her head hanging between her shoulders.

"And I'd cry from envy," said Minjeong, watching as you slid every inch of your hard, throbbing meat inside Aeri, who let out a moan as you penetrated her to the very depths.

"Don't listen to Aeri, sweetheart," you said through gritted teeth, speaking to Minjeong though unable to tear your gaze away from how your shaft had disappeared between Aeri's perfect, round buttocks. "I had fun with the game, and it's really well done."

Minjeong giggled and blew you a kiss.

"Thanks, honey," she said, and gave Aeri a sharp slap on the buttock she was lying on, making her squeal. "Now hurry up and make her cum."

"I'd be delighted."

You gripped Aeri's waist with both hands and began pumping your hips back and forth, panting. Aeri's pussy, wet and warm inside, let you slide in and out smoothly, almost without friction. There was no need to let her get used to your length; in less than a minute you were already slamming your pelvis against her buttocks.

Minjeong leaned back against the sofa’s back and spent that time kissing Aeri. Out of curiosity, you glanced to your left for a moment. Somi and Yunjin were deep in their own world, now in a 69 position, with Somi on top. They were both eating each other out, but Somi kept giving you little glances from time to time.

You turned your attention back to Aeri.

You delivered another slap to the same buttock that Minjeong had left red seconds before and ran the same hand up her back to her hair, grabbing it in a ponytail and pulling it back. Aeri cried out in pleasure, her head now held back by you. Minjeong kissed her neck for a few seconds, then lay down on the sofa, positioned herself beneath Aeri's body, and propped herself up on her elbows to suck on her breasts.

"You've been starving for cock this whole time, baby? Hm?" you asked, shaking her body with each thrust.

"So fucking much, daddy!" Aeri squealed. "I live and breathe for that cock!"

You delivered another hard slap to her buttock, making her whimper. Minjeong adjusted her position and shifted horizontally relative to Aeri's body, leaving her face directly beneath Aeri's pussy as you pounded into her like a madman. She then stuck out her tongue and began licking her clit. Aeri went completely wild and quickly came seconds after.

"Mmmgh fuck yeah baby," you growled, squeezing one of her buttocks hard.

As Aeri writhed and moaned softly, almost breathless, you pulled your cock out of her pussy with a sudden jerk and thrust it into Minjeong's mouth, who moaned around the shaft. You repeated the process a few more times, penetrating Aeri's pussy all the way and then moving it to Minjeong's mouth.

After that brief moment, Aeri fell onto her side, careful not to hit the girl beneath her. Minjeong moved aside and lay on her side, propped up on one elbow, looking into your eyes.

"Do you want some too, baby?" you asked, tapping her face with your cock, dripping with Aeri's fluids.

Minjeong simply nodded silently, kissing your shaft and tip, her tongue swirling around it.

"Can I have some too?" a voice asked from behind your right shoulder.

Somi joined Minjeong on the sofa, straddling the redhead's body. Yunjin climbed on to your left, wrapping her arms and legs around Aeri, sharing a sensual post-orgasm kiss.

"If you can handle me fucking Minjeong first, then yes," you said, bringing your cock closer to both of their mouths.

"I can definitely do it," Somi said, and gave the tip of your cock a little kiss while Minjeong licked you from underneath. "This cock looks like it'll be worth the wait."

"It certainly does," Minjeong added. "But right now I'm going to be the one enjoying it," she looked at you. "Right?"

"That's right."

You climbed onto the sofa with the two of them. Somi made a move to get off Minjeong, but you grabbed her by the waist and shook your head.

"No, no, stay there," you said, looking directly at her pussy, which was piled right on top of Minjeong's, only a few centimeters further forward. "You'll save me some work later."

Somi looked at you over her shoulder, smiled slightly, and winked. So, as she turned to kiss Minjeong, you took your cock and guided it between Minjeong's open legs, plunging every inch between her tight—but already dilated by your fingers—walls.

Minjeong let out a moan against Somi's lips, and you groaned softly, one hand holding her thigh against her body as you rested deep inside her pussy. You began to move your hips, using your free hand to gently tease Somi's pussy, caressing up and down between her folds.

On the same couch but a couple of feet away, Yunjin was having Aeri eat her pussy. Aeri was facing away from you, so Yunjin was looking at you, her legs over Aeri's shoulders, calves intertwined behind her back.

"Like what you see, New York girl?" you asked, slowly finding your rhythm against Minjeong's pussy.

"Quite a sight, darling," Yunjin replied, her face contorting with each lick Aeri gave her. "I can't wait to be either of those two."

"Aeri's role isn't bad either," you commented.

"The good thing is you can play it whenever you want," Yunjin let her head fall back. "Mmgh fuck!!"

For the moment, you left Yunjin to her own devices and focused on what was your responsibility.

You were already going at a considerable pace, fucking Minjeong's pussy with strong, deep thrusts. The redhead was clinging to Somi's neck, both arms wrapped around her, moaning against her lips and occasionally letting the blonde girl kiss her neck, their breasts pressed together.

Since you couldn't slap Minjeong's ass in that position, Somi got the prize. Two slaps to her buttocks made her squeal with pain and pleasure. And seconds later, you intensified this last thing by slowly inserting two fingers into her pussy. Somi moaned and looked at you over her shoulder.

"Damn, you're quite versatile, aren't you?" she asked, watching you finger her pussy while simultaneously fucking Minjeong's at a completely different pace.

"I didn't get this far just because I have a big cock," you winked at her.

Demonstrating this, you thrust with all your might in and out of Minjeong, simultaneously fingering Somi's pussy with the same expertise.

"Oh god, he's good!" Somi whimpered.

"Tell me about it, fuck!" Minjeong moaned just after.

You continued fucking both holes for several long seconds. Minjeong was the first to cum, digging her nails into Somi's back. The blonde girl didn't hesitate to follow suit, cumming around your fingers and soaking them with the fluids that spilled a little from between her folds onto Minjeong's lower abdomen. Both were left trembling and shaking.

"Do you want me to replace my fingers with something else, sweetheart?" you asked, your fingers still inside Somi.

"Oh my god, yes, please!" Somi replied desperately, looking at you over her shoulder.

You would never dare to play with the desperation of a poor, horny girl, so you quickly pulled out of Minjeong, grabbed Somi by the waist, and pulled her until her pussy was right above the redhead's. You kept one hand on her ass to guide your cock inside her.

Somi rolled her eyes back and opened her mouth, gasping a loud breath, her chest heaving and her tits hanging over Minjeong's face, who stared at them mesmerized until she took one into her mouth. The blonde girl was completely speechless as you slid into her suffocating pussy, which made you clench your jaw, until she let out a long, sensual moan when you were balls deep inside her.

"Mmmgh what the fuck!" Somi whimpered. "You're so fucking deep!"

With both hands on her small but firm, round ass, you slowly began pumping your hips, feeling every tiny squeeze and every texture of her delicious pink pussy, its grippy walls clinging to your shaft as if they didn't want to let go.

"And you're going to make my cock explode," you growled. "What the hell is this pussy?"

"The best you'll ever have, of course," she said with a giggle, which was quickly cut short when you gave her another smack on the ass. Aeri and Minjeong would have been mad by that statement, but they were both too busy with other things. Aeri was wildly scissoring with Yunjin, now a little closer to you three, and Minjeong was sucking on Somi's tits.

"Well, you're not far off," you said, increasing the pace of your thrusts. "I could fucking fill it completely right now and I'd be thrilled."

"Oh, really?" Somi stared at you intently over her shoulder. "I was hoping my tits would make for a more appealing canvas for you, daddy."

You smirked, placed one hand on her lower back, and with the other, gripped the back of her neck, slamming your pelvis violently against her little ass.

"I like the way you think," you said, pressing down on her lower back, then grabbed a handful of her hair. "Will you give me your number at the end of the night?"

"Make me cum a couple of times, and we'll see if you earn it."

"It'll be a piece of cake."

Somi let out another moan as you gave her hair a sharp tug. You slammed her pussy from behind for several long seconds. Minjeong held her by the waist, squeezing her ass for you whenever she had the chance, and never stopping covering Somi's tits with saliva. The slapping sounds filled the big room.

"Mmmgh fuck fuck yes!" Somi whimpered, her tits bouncing over Minjeong’s face. "Just like that, daddy, just like that, daddy! I'm gonna cum all over your fucking cock, daddy!"

Moments after saying that, Somi fell silent, her face frozen as her lower body erupted in spasms and intense tremors. Her pussy tightened even more around your cock, making you groan softly as you considerably slowed your pace, letting her enjoy her orgasm.

Then, without warning, you pulled out of Somi's pussy and thrust your cock, slick with her fluids, back inside Minjeong, making her moan with pleasure against one of Somi's breasts. Holding her legs spread wide behind her, you fucked her like that for about a minute until you pulled out again.

"Lie on your back on top of her," you instructed Somi, feeling that you were about to cum.

Somi changed position and lay down just as you'd told her. Minjeong immediately hugged her and clung to her heavy breasts. Both of them spread their legs wide, their feet touching. The sight was a work of art, as they both gazed at you with eyes full of desire, waiting for you to fuck their pussies.

"You're both fucking gorgeous," you said, your cock in your hand. "Why don't you kiss for daddy?"

Without a word, Somi turned her head and met Minjeong's lips, melting into a fiery kiss whose sole purpose was to put on a show for you.

You guided your cock back inside Minjeong, since you'd left her hanging a few seconds before. The redhead moaned against Somi's lips. You grabbed her thighs and resumed your frenzied thrusts. Seconds later, you pulled out of her and moved into Somi's pussy, your thrusts making her beautiful tits bounce wildly.

The switching between their pussies was constant; no more than ten seconds would pass before you were fucking the other's pussy. Far from bothering them, this drove them both wild. Minjeong came first under Somi, without much room to writhe comfortably but still able to enjoy her orgasm. A bit later, Somi followed, arching her back over Minjeong's chest and letting out sensual moans to the ceiling.

You were next. You could already feel the tingle, so you thrust into Somi's sensitive pussy for a few more seconds, then pulled out and knelt to their right, the tip of your cock against one of Somi's nipples as you quickly masturbated.

Yunjin, recovered and a little disheveled now, quickly approached and peeked around the side of Minjeong and Somi's heads just as you exploded on the blonde girl's tits, a guttural groan scraping your throat. Spurt after spurt hit each of Somi's breasts, leaving them painted with the whitish, viscous liquid.

"Oh fuck, he cums a lot…" Yunjin said, watching as you let a few more drops out onto Somi's cleavage.

"I take my job pretty seriously," you said, trying to catch your breath. "That includes eating really well before situations like this."

"So you already knew we were going to end up like this?" Somi asked. Her semen-covered chest rose and fell violently.

"Any similar event in this house ends the same way," Minjeong said, comfortably settled beneath Somi's body. "He's used to it."

You brought your cock closer to Yunjin's face.

"Wanna clean up?" you asked.

Yunjin bit her lower lip, half-smiling.

"Mmm, yeah, why not?"

You let out a small moan as Yunjin brought those perfect lips closer and trapped the tip of your cock between them. Somi joined in from the side, peppering kisses along the side of your shaft as Yunjin moved her mouth further and began to suck you clean. Her lips felt amazing, but the best part was holding her gaze as she did her work.

What a fucking hot woman.

Yunjin pulled you out of her mouth with a little kiss on the tip.

"You're missing it there," you pointed to Somi's breasts.

"Wait!" Minjeong said quickly. "I want some too!"

With some effort, Minjeong slid out from under Somi, falling to the floor and then kneeling up. Then, along with Yunjin, she started licking the cum off Somi's breasts.

Aeri came out of the hallway that led to the dorms. You hadn't even noticed her get up and leave. She was carrying a small bottle of what you knew was lubricant in her hand. When she was a moderate distance from you, she tossed it to you. You caught it in mid-air.

"It's up to you what you do with that," she said, putting her hands on the back of the sofa to watch what was happening. "Oh wow."

"Mmm, so delicious," Yunjin looked up at you. "Girls, would you lend him to me for a little while?"

"For you alone?!" the other three said in unison.

"It's our first time," Yunjin said, getting up from the sofa. "It would be only fair if you let me try him out a little."

"They don't have to let you do anything," you said. "It's my decision," you looked at Minjeong specifically, eyebrows raised. "Right?"

Minjeong rolled her eyes.

"I guess."

Then you looked at Aeri.

"I don't care. I just want you to break my ass later," she said.

Finally, you looked at Somi.

"I want you for myself too," she said. "Right after her."

"Deal."

With that, you stood up, went to Yunjin's side, and took her hand to lead her to the other sofa, the one tucked into a corner of the apartment and shaped like a semicircle, right in front of the window that spanned that entire wall. You threw the lubricant bottle near one edge and sat down first, slumped down with your knees spread apart in the middle. Yunjin joined you on your right, sitting on her hip with her legs tucked up on the sofa, and allowed you to pull her close and kiss her.

Yunjin's lips felt as good as they looked, as soft and fluffy as two cotton balls. She let you taste them as much as you wanted, but she never relinquished control of the kiss. Even so, she didn't seem to want to establish too much dominance over you, so the kiss felt more like a constant push and pull where you both held the reins. It was perfect. Most girls were either very dominant or very passive. Yunjin was right in the middle.

You pulled her closer, one arm behind her waist. Her small breasts pressed against your chest. Yunjin lifted a thigh over yours, first just her knee, then pushing herself closer, rubbing her wet pussy against your skin. A small moan escaped you as she took your cock in her hand, pulled away from your lips to kiss your neck, and began slowly rubbing it up and down.

"Mmm, you're so hot," she whispered against your neck, before giving you a little nibble.

"You're not bad yourself," you gasped, sliding your hand from her waist to her ass to squeeze one cheek while glancing in the direction of the other girls. None of them were paying you any attention; Minjeong had gotten hold of one of her many dildos, so they were having enough fun on their own.

"Why don't we put that pretty little mouth of yours to the test, huh?" Yunjin asked close to your ear. Her hand felt so good that you were constantly throbbing inside it. "It'll be a fair exchange, since it turns out I really want to gag on that cock of yours."

"Come here, then."

You gently pushed her away and lay down along the sofa. Yunjin turned her back to you and straddled your chest, slowly moving back until her masterpiece of an ass was right in front of your face. Then, Yunjin bent forward and made a final adjustment, positioning her calves above your arms. This way, she planted her pussy right over your mouth and simultaneously took your cock into hers.

It didn't take Yunjin ten seconds before she was moaning around your shaft, almost completely buried in her mouth. You had her by the buttocks, giving them continuous squeezes as you traced up and down between her folds with your tongue. She pumped her head up and down, one hand on the head of your shaft and the other on your thigh.

More moans reached your ears, but they weren't just Yunjin's; Somi, Aeri, and Minjeong must have been having a blast, but you couldn't peek in to see what was going on. What you did know was that the loudest moans were Minjeong's, leading you to believe she was the focus of the other two's attention.

You squeezed Yunjin's buttocks tighter and took a short breath before plunging in, devouring her pussy like a hungry hyena. Yunjin whimpered with pleasure around your shaft, but she didn't let go. On the contrary, she pumped her head harder, deeper, making gag-like sounds each time she reached the bottom.

The sensation was overwhelming, as her body felt stupidly good on top of yours. You wrapped both arms around her waist in a hug that pressed her skin even closer to yours. Yunjin pulled you out of her mouth for a moment and let her moans bloom as she kissed your cock all over.

"You fucking bastard, you know how to use that fucking tongue, fuck!" she growled.

In response, you gave her a hard slap across the ass. Yunjin groaned again and took you back into her mouth, pumping frantically for a couple of seconds before pulling out and proceeding to fiercely jerk you off, her whimpers of pleasure drowning out those of the other girls.

"Keep going, baby, mmmgh!!" Yunjin squealed, her hand racing up and down your cock at a speed that made your hips twitch. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Yunjin exploded onto your mouth without warning, convulsing over you. Her ass pushed against your face, now buried between her soft buttocks. Yunjin ground against every fucking feature of your face, making sure you caught every drop of delicious juice that seeped from her folds. She muffled her moans over your cock.

"Shit, I want you inside me right now," she said seconds later, kissing the back of your shaft and your balls. Then she straightened her back and sat down fully on your face. "Can I ride you first, cutie?"

You could do nothing but nod, as your vision was obstructed, as was your mouth.

Yunjin immediately got off your face and adjusted her position over you, now facing you, her thighs on either side of your waist. Finally, you could see what was happening on the other side of the room. Somi was fucking Minjeong, legs spread, sitting on her lap, with the dildo, and at the same time, she was eating Aeri's pussy, standing in front of them, almost sitting on Somi's face.

Yunjin grabbed your chin and made you look at her.

"Hey, eyes on me, cowboy," she said, sitting right on top of your cock, pressing it between her folds. "You want to watch closely while I do this."

You stared into Yunjin's eyes as she lifted her hips, grasped your cock with one hand, and impaled herself on it. Her face twisted with pleasure, but she held your gaze as your cock slid into her silky pussy. You both let out a moan as her ass rested against your pelvis.

"Oh my god, I can't believe this," Yunjin closed her eyes, breathing deeply, one hand on your chest.

"Does it feel good?" you asked, your hands moving to her wide hips.

"Ridiculously good," Yunjin moved upward and moaned immediately. When only your tip was inside, she thrust back down. "Oh my god!"

You let Yunjin go at her own pace, one hand on her thigh and the other moving up to squeeze one of her breasts, her nipple erect between your fingers. She dedicated the first few seconds to herself, slowly riding every inch of your cock. You benefited too, because that way you felt in exquisite detail the way her silky walls caressed you from the inside.

"Fuck this is so good," Yunjin leaned forward and placed her hands on the sofa on either side of your head. She started moving faster. "Mmmgh!"

You slid your hands down to her ass, squeezed it, and helped her move faster and faster on your shaft. Her hip movements were perfect. Not as prodigious as Minjeong's, of course. But Yunjin sure knew how to shake that damn ass. You let her know that when you growled and gave her a sharp slap on the butt.

Yunjin now collapsed completely on top of you, her red hair all over your face. She cupped your cheeks and kissed you. Then, in a moment that took you completely by surprise, she started twerking on your cock. You didn't know how girls did that shit, and you never would, but damn it felt good.

"Holy fuck, you sure know how to shake that damn ass, huh?" you asked against her lips. You had her by the waist while she worked her magic on your cock.

"Does it feel good for you?" Yunjin asked back. "Because for me it feels fucking nuts."

"You don't even have to say it, fuck," you growled, and delivered another slap to her ass that made her moan just inches from your face.

Yunjin entered a kind of trance and shook her ass faster on your cock. You wrapped your arms around her, panting. You admired her beautiful face, contorted with pleasure. A minute later, Yunjin suddenly stood up, placed her hands on your abdomen, and began bouncing on your cock, her hair whipping around and covering her face.

"Oh my goddd!!" she squealed before throwing her head back.

"Are you going to cum on that fucking cock, baby?" you asked.

Yunjin nodded desperately, now leaning back, her hands on your knees, still bouncing.

"I'm going to cum on this fucking cock so fucking hard!" Yunjin squealed. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuck!!"

Yunjin's entire lower body erupted in tremors and spasms, her thighs squeezing your waist tighter. Yunjin ground her hips back and forth, savoring her orgasm in a paralyzing silence, her pussy squeezing you. Now she felt warmer inside.

Her climax took a while to dissipate, but as soon as it did, Yunjin leaned towards you and planted a kiss on your lips.

"Now fuck me from behind, handsome," she said. "Don't hold back. Pull my hair, slap my ass, treat me rough, and above all, fuck me hard. I'm fucking yours."

You were stunned for a second. You blinked a few times.

"Fuck…"

Yunjin got off you and settled on her hands and knees behind your head. You sat up and positioned yourself behind her as she spread her knees, raised her huge ass high, and propped herself up on her elbows. Yunjin tossed her red hair to one side and looked at you over her shoulder, watching intently as you placed a hand on her ass and thrust your balls deep inside her pussy.

Your suspicions were correct from the start: that woman on all fours looked ridiculously hot. You couldn't help but enjoy the view as you began pounding her pussy from behind, hard from the beginning, just as she had asked. Yunjin clutched a cushion and placed it under her head, muffling all her moans against it.

First, you left your hands on her ass, squeezing it. Then you delivered sharp slaps to each cheek, now burning hot with the marks of your five fingers. Yunjin screamed into the cushion. You then grabbed a handful of her long, red hair and pulled it back, using only that grip to thrust hard and fast in and out of her pussy.

"My god, I could fuck you like this for hours, mmgh!" you groaned.

After a minute, Yunjin came with a muffled cry, but as her body erupted in spasms and threatened to push you out, you moved forward and let her lie partially on her stomach, you still deep inside her and your grip still firm on her hair. Then you started pumping your hips up and down, fucking her prone, her ass slightly raised.

"Mmmgh you fucking!-… mmmghh!"

You dropped all your weight onto her, your chest against her back, and let go of her hair, only to grab her chin and make her look up. You fucked her like that for a few delicious seconds until she pushed her hips down onto your cock and came again, just as hard as before.

Yunjin burst into moans and you quickly kissed her, fucking her very slowly through her orgasm. Seconds later, when her orgasm subsided, you pulled away from her lips and looked into her eyes.

"Can I ask you something?" you asked.

"Hm?" Yunjin raised her eyebrows. Her expression was stupidly cute.

"Can I cum on your face?"

"Are you going to fuck it first?"

You smirked.

"That was my idea all along."

"Then do it."

Yunjin gave you a quick lick on the lips before you stood up. She got off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of you, opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue out. You guided your cock inside and patiently pushed every inch in until the tip grazed her throat. Yunjin gagged a little against your shaft, but she took it perfectly. Then you gathered all her hair into a ponytail, held it, and started pumping your hips.

"Oh my god…" you gasped, unable to believe how good it felt.

With your grip on her ponytail tight and close to her scalp, you slapped Yunjin with your cock still in her mouth and increased the pace. Pushing every inch of throbbing flesh in and out of her mouth, your tip hitting her throat. Yunjin quickly became a sloppy mess, her saliva spurting thick jets from her lower lip, your balls slapping against her chin.

You soon felt dangerously close to your climax.

Now, more than just holding her ponytail, you were using it as a handhold to push her head against your cock every time you thrust forward. Yunjin gagged louder than she had so far. Her eyes filled with tears. You rolled your eyes back, completely overwhelmed by the sensation, until you felt so close you had to pull from inside her.

"Stick your tongue out, baby," you growled, rubbing your saliva-drenched cock at full speed.

Yunjin did. You masturbated over her ruined face, letting out a groan from the back of your throat as you exploded on top of her. It.

"Fuck!!" you groaned, your jaw clenched.

Yunjin received every spurt on every corner of her face. One across her nose, another across one cheek, another another across her forehead and part of her hair Not a single patch of skin remained uncovered or partially covered with your semen. A large portion even pooled inside her mouth. The result was a perfect work of art. Perhaps your magnum opus when it came to painting facial canvases.

"Damn… I'd love to take a picture of you and hang it in my bathroom," you said, panting heavily.

"Too bad I don't have my phone nearby…"

"I have the solution!"

Somi made her grand entrance behind you seconds later. She peeked her head over your shoulder, her chin resting on it, and wrapped her arms around you. In her hand, she held a Polaroid camera.

"Can I?" Somi asked.

Yunjin simply posed. She made two peace signs with her hands and pursed her lips in a duck face. Somi took the picture. She then took the Polaroid and handed it to you. The photo had come out perfectly.

"A damn work of art," you said, showing the photo to Yunjin.

"Treasure it well," Yunjin said. "And if you leak it anywhere, I'll sue you and ruin your life."

You laughed.

"I'm not that kind of jerk, don’t worry," you said, placing the Polaroid on the sofa. "Besides, I have a lot to lose. So it wouldn't happen anyway."

"Are you two done?" Somi asked, her hands behind her back, her chest swaying from side to side. Behind her, Minjeong was fingering Aeri while Aeri was eating her out from below.

"Only for now," Yunjin said. "Are you going to come clean me up or what? You'd be returning the favor."

"Fuck, sure."

Somi knelt in front of Yunjin, wrapped her arms around her waist, and without hesitation, stuck out her tongue to lick the cum off her face. Several times their tongues met in a kiss. But Somi didn't stop until she had swallowed every last drop of cum that was on Yunjin's face.

"That's a good girl," you said from behind them.

Somi turned to face you with a small smile.

"Can we finally have some fun alone together, daddy?" she asked with a playful tone of voice.

"Sure," you looked at Yunjin. "Would you mind, darling?"

"Not at all," Yunjin stood up and gave you a little kiss on the cheek. "You still have one hole left to fuck, just so you know." "So I'll wait for you with Aeri-chan."

With that said, Yunjin walked past you and went to join the girls. Somi, impatient, stood up and threw her arms around your neck, crashing your lips together, her heavy, perfect breasts pressed against your chest. You wrapped your arms around her waist and back, feeling every fiber of her sexy, toned body beneath your hands.

You quickly led her to the sofa, laying her down lengthwise with you on top. Somi opened her legs and trapped your torso between them. You kissed her for a long time, finding her kissing strangely addictive, and then you pulled away from her lips to focus on her long neck. There you scattered wet kisses and hungry bites.

"Mmmgh, are you going to eat my pussy, daddy?" Somi asked as you moved down to her breasts to suck on her nipples and kiss every inch of her soft skin.

"Is that what you want, sweetheart?" You asked, moving now towards her abdomen, as perfect as her breasts.

"Fuck yes please!" Somi moaned, a hand in your hair. You kissed her around her navel and on her lower abdomen.

You continued your trail of kisses until you were in front of her pussy. At that point in the night, with the energy so high, you weren't in the mood for foreplay and teasing, and you were sure Somi wasn't either. So, without wasting any time, you grabbed her thighs, pulled them towards her body, and started eating her pussy.

Somi gave your hair a not-so-subtle tug, arched her back, and let out a long moan. You looked up just to admire the beautiful sight of her chest lifted, her breasts bulging. Inevitably, you moved a hand up her abdomen to grab one and squeeze it.

"Higher, daddy… lick… mmmgh fuck yes, right there!" she whimpered, giving your hair another tug to push you against her pussy.

What you noticed during those couple of minutes was that Somi was quite particular and had very specific tastes about how she liked her pussy eaten. Luckily, you were able to pick up on it quickly. She liked having attention focused solely on the upper part of her slit, not just her clit, but that whole area in general, with exclusive use of your tongue, which you frantically hit up and down.

"Feels so good, daddy, mmghh!!" Somi squealed. "I'm going to… I'm going to…!"

Somi let out a squeal and closed her strong thighs on either side of your head as she came. The lock on your head felt like a fucking wrestling hold, as she used you to comfortably lift her hips and grind them against your face. She used so much force that it even made you crane your neck a little. However, you let her enjoy her orgasm however she wanted; your only job was to suck her off while she did.

Seconds later, Somi let go of your head and propped herself up on her elbows to look at you. She had picked up the bottle of lube you'd thrown away earlier.

"Is that delicious cock of yours ready to continue, daddy?" Somi asked, tilting her head. She showed you the bottle of lube. "I'd like to have it between my tits."

"Fuck, you couldn't like it more than I would," you said. "And yes, I'm pretty ready to continue."

"Alright, but important question: titjob or titfuck?"

Like asking if you preferred Mom or Dad. Shit.

"Titfuck," you replied, following your gut feeling.

"Correct answer," she said. "Giving titjobs is fucking exhausting. I'd rather leave the job to the man."

"Quite respectable," you said, rising to your knees and taking the bottle of lube from her hand. "Lie down."

Somi lay down completely and brought her breasts slightly together. You climbed on top of her, straddling her chest, uncapped the bottle of lube, and began pouring it liberally in circles over her breasts. Then you capped the bottle, tossed it aside, and proceeded to spread the lube with your hands.

"Look at those beauties, goddamn…" you murmured, squeezing her slippery, glistening breasts.

"Like them, daddy? Bring that cock over here."

Somi let you place your cock between her breasts before squeezing them together, eliciting a moan from you.

"My god…" you gasped, enjoying the sensation of having your cock nestled between that delicious meat sandwich. "I don't think I'll ever be able to thank Yeji enough for getting me into all this."

"I'm sure you won't," Somi said. "Not in three lifetimes."

She wasn't wrong, because all you could think as you started pumping your cock back and forth between her soft breasts was that your luck as a man was beyond absurd.

You let yourself go and followed your body's every command. You were slow at first, watching as her breasts engulfed your cock with every movement, your tip peeking out from the top.

"Does it feel good, daddy? Mmm?" Somi asked in a honeyed voice, then bit her lower lip.

You nodded vigorously, your hands behind your back, practically useless. Somi squeezed her breasts together tighter, pressing your shaft between them, and flicked her tongue out to lick your tip every time it peeked out. You took it as an invitation to go faster, and so you did. For the next couple of minutes, the only sounds besides the moans of the girls behind you were the wet sounds of the oil and friction, and your own moans.

You would have loved to cum again on that ridiculous pair of tits, but you still felt a bit far from your next climax, and you didn't want to spend another five minutes there, wasting energy and boring Somi. So, after a few more seconds, you pulled your cock out from between her breasts and brought it to her mouth. Somi propped herself up on her elbows and sucked you vigorously.

"Will you dick me down already?" Somi asked, giving you wet kisses on the head. "I couldn't help but watch you fuck Yunjinie. Just so you know, I expect the same treatment."

"And I expected nothing less."

You got off Somi's chest and knelt between her now wide-open legs. You wasted no time and slid your cock into her pussy with a single, smooth thrust.

Somi moaned, arched her back, and gave you a sexy smile before looking into your eyes.

"Hard, daddy," she moaned, letting you press her thighs against your abdomen. "Use me like a pathetic, cheap sex doll."

You bit your lower lip and began hammering her pussy with deep, violent thrusts that made her tits bounce as if they had a life of their own. Somi thanked you with loud whimpers, clinging to your wrists.

After a few seconds, you shifted all your weight onto your arms and fully pressed her thighs against her own body. This allowed you to thrust deeper and more comfortably, and it also made her feel tighter. But you knew you could do better, so you placed your feet on the couch on either side of her buttocks, her thighs beneath yours, and began pumping up and down, fucking her in a matting press position.

"Oh my gooood!!" Somi growled, digging her nails into your wrists.

"You like that, bitch?" you asked through gritted teeth, staring at her.

"I fucking love it!" she whimpered.

"Open your fucking mouth."

Somi, despite melting with pleasure, was a good girl and opened her mouth to let you spit in it. As soon as you did, you punctuated it with a sharp slap across her cheek that made her moan. Then you grabbed her chin tightly, forced her to look at you, and slapped her again, leaving her cheek red.

"Who's a fucking pathetic whore, hmmh?" you growled.

"I am!" Somi squealed. "Me!"

"And what fucking pathetic whore is going to cum on daddy's fucking cock?"

"ME, DADDY, ME!! MMMGHH!!"

Somi's legs trembled as if they were about to melt just before she exploded. You felt a trickle of something on your shaft, so you quickly pulled out of her pussy to let her squirt to her heart's content. You glanced over your shoulder just in time to see a stream of squirt trace a perfect arc and land on the couch.

Moments later, you were back inside her. Somi moaned and rolled her eyes back as you continued fucking her like an animal.

"And who's going to cum twice on daddy's fucking cock?"

Somi grabbed a random cushion and put it over her face to scream with pleasure against it. Then, she grabbed your wrist and put your hand on the cushion. The order was clear, so you pushed the cushion down onto her face, suffocating her. Somi's pussy clenched like a thousand demons, and she whimpered against the cushion. It wasn't long before she came again.

You withdrew from her pussy again, and again Somi let out another gush of squirt as her lower body shuddered. Weaker this time, but enough to make a mess on the pretty, previously immaculate couch. You released her from your hold, kneeling back down. Somi's legs drooped, one stretched out on the couch and the other falling off, weak.

Somi pulled the cushion from her face and threw it to the floor. Her eyes met yours.

"What… the fuck… was that," she gasped.

"Did I earn that number, maybe?" you asked.

"Fuck, I'd rather you give me yours," Somi said. "That was fucking insane."

"Remind me in the morning," you said. "I'm free tomorrow night, by the way."

"I'll keep that in mind…" Somi glanced to the side. You followed her gaze to see Yunjin eating Minjeong's pussy. At the same time, Aeri was eating Yunjin's ass from behind. "Look at that, you have the perfect opportunity."

"Aren't you coming?"

"My legs are shaking, as you can probably tell," she said. "And the alcohol in my system has me seeing stars. So I think I'll rest for now."

"Whatever you prefer, sweetheart," you said, getting up from the sofa. "Good luck sleeping in that wet hole you left, though."

"I've been in worse places. You go and fuck Uchinaga's ass."

Somi waved goodbye and lay down on her side, curling up face-first against the back of the sofa. You grabbed the lube and went to join the girls. Aeri glanced at you as you approached. Minjeong had her eyes closed, captivated by how Yunjin was eating her out.

"It's about time, you damn cheater," she said, making you burst out laughing as you stood behind her.

"Better late than never, right?" You leaned down to grab her hips and plant kisses on each buttock. "Will you forgive me, my perfect-assed Japanese girl?"

"Only if you fuck my ass right now," Aeri said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Otherwise, I'll cry and go sleep in the hallway."

"I'm on it, woman."

You grabbed the bottle of lube and went through the same routine with her as always. First, you made her ass shiny and nice and slippery, then prepared her butthole with two fingers. When she was ready, you poured a little lube on your cock and had her spread her knees slightly so you could press the tip against her ass, slowly sliding in.

The moan Aeri let out against Yunjin's pussy caught her attention, and the redhead turned over her shoulder to look at you and then at Aeri.

"Pass me the lube," Yunjin said. "Minjeong and I will be ready for you."

You handed the small bottle of lube to Yunjin, who winked at you before getting to work with Minjeong preparing their asses.

Aeri let out another moan as your cock disappeared between her round buttocks. As you gradually increased your speed, you saw Yunjin let Minjeong insert a couple of fingers into her ass, making her moan along with Aeri. By the time the sound of your pelvis slapping against her ass was filling the apartment, it was Minjeong's turn to have her ass fingered.

When you were both ready, Minjeong stood up and knelt behind you, wrapping one arm around your chest and the other around your waist, scattering sensual kisses on your neck and shoulders. Yunjin got on her hands and knees, facing Aeri, cupped her face, and kissed her, letting her moans smother against her lips.

You slapped Aeri's ass a couple of times and turned your head to kiss Minjeong, your grip tight around the Japanese woman's waist. The thrusts were quick and frenzied, using every inch of your shaft to fuck Aeri's ass. She didn't take long to reach orgasm.

"Are you going to be next, baby?" you asked against Minjeong's lips while Aeri writhed in front of you.

"And you doubt it?" Minjeong asked. "After this, you owe me another date."

"I guess I can't refuse."

You pulled out of Aeri's ass and moved Minjeong aside so you could lie on your back on the sofa. Minjeong climbed on top of you, her back to you, and you pulled her by the waist so she lay on top of you, her back against your chest. Then, you grabbed her behind her knees to bring her legs together and hold them against her body with one arm. Finally, using your free hand, you slid your cock into her ass.

Yunjin got off the sofa and went behind you to settle in and partially sit on your face, not quite lowering her ass completely but leaving her pussy at the perfect height for you to lick it effortlessly. Meanwhile, Minjeong started letting out cute little squeals as you pumped up and down, your feet planted on the sofa, wrapping her legs around your body in a sort of full nelson position.

Aeri, not wanting to be left out, got on her hands and knees and proceeded to eat Minjeong's pussy while you fucked her ass wildly and also licked Yunjin's clit. Minutes later, Minjeong came all over your cock and Yunjin came on your face.

At that moment, there was no need to say anything more, as the three of you were absorbed in a bubble of pure lust and carnal desire. Minjeong got off you, and Yunjin took her place, straddling you again, only this time she planted her feet on the sofa and guided your cock into her ass, lowering herself very slowly, inch by inch, until she reached the bottom.

Yunjin soon began squatting on your cock. Her ass felt as good as Aeri's; it slammed against your pelvis violently, so hard that it took your breath away with each thrust. Minjeong and Aeri positioned themselves over your face and leaned in for a triple kiss, which soon became a quadruple kiss when Yunjin managed to lean forward and join them while still bouncing.

A minute later, after you had devoured each other's mouths, Yunjin finally came around your cock with a squeal.

"All three of you put your asses up for me," you said, feeling close to climax, watching Yunjin's legs tremble.

Yunjin got off you and let you stand. Aeri, Minjeong, and she got on their hands and knees on the sofa, their three glistening, slippery asses raised for you. You went in order. First Aeri, then Yunjin, and then Minjeong. You fucked each ass with the same force as the last, and you spanked them all hard, leaving your handprints on their skin.

By the time you were about to cum, you didn't choose any ass in particular. You just jerked off until you exploded all over the three of them. They weren't close enough together, so, while you groaned and felt your vision blur, you moved horizontally between their asses, leaving spurts of hot cum on their skin.

In the end, each of them was well-painted and satisfied.

"I… I can't take it anymore," you said, collapsing into a chair next to Aeri. That load drained all your remaining energy, and your exhaustion was compounded by your inebriated state. "Go to sleep."

The girls didn't have much more energy than you. The most composed was Minjeong, who took it upon herself to find wet wipes so you could all clean yourselves up as best you could. She was also the one who woke Somi and sent her to sleep in Rina's room. Yunjin, on the other hand, claimed Ning's room for herself.

Which left you alone with Minjeong and Aeri.

"Well, I think he should sleep with me," Aeri commented from the other side of the sofa.

"No way!" Minjeong protested. "He knows he should sleep with me, he owes me!"

"You've spent way more days with him than I have!" Aeri retorted.

The argument dragged on for a couple more minutes, but you weren't in the mood for that crap. Besides, you knew those two girls well; whatever your decision was, one of them wasn't going to be happy. You couldn't split yourself in half. And you couldn't clone yourself either.

"I think I'll sleep out here, girls," you said.

Their argument stopped abruptly. They both looked at you.

"Are you serious?" Minjeong asked, raising her eyebrows. You just nodded.

Minjeong rolled her eyes and, like the spoiled brat she was, stormed off to her room. Aeri seemed a bit more understanding, as she came over, kissed you on the forehead, and left without a word.

You were left alone making your makeshift bed, which consisted of a simple blanket Minjeong had given you and a couple of cushions from the sofa.

You were getting ready to drift off to sleep. However, about twenty minutes later, you heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Aeri peeked out from behind the back of the sofa to check if you were asleep, wrapped only in a blanket held above her chest. When she saw you were awake, she walked around the sofa and joined you.

You let her settle in with you and covered yourselves with your blanket and hers. Aeri snuggled up to you, her back against your chest, and you wrapped her in your arms, basking in her body heat. You gave her a little kiss on the shoulder, another on the neck, and finally one on the lips before you both fell asleep there.

The next morning you woke up alone, groggy in the morning light and with a headache that felt like nails were being hammered into your head over and over again. Aeri had most likely left long before, so no one would suspect she'd slept with you and not in her own room.

Your phone wasn't nearby, so the couch was your best friend during those excruciating ten minutes when you absolutely didn't want to get up. However, summoning a good amount of willpower, you did it. You went straight to where you knew the girls kept their medicine, grabbed an ibuprofen, and washed it down with a generous amount of ice water.

After partially dealing with your discomfort, you put on your boxers and pants and set about cleaning and organizing the absolute mess you'd left last night. The hardest part was dealing with the damn fluid stains, but luckily the girls were always prepared and had specific cleaning products for those situations.

An hour and a half later, with everything organized and somewhat clean, you put on your shirt, grabbed Minjeong's keys, and went out to the nearest Starbucks to get coffee and pastries for the girls and yourself. When you returned, you found Yunjin sitting on one of the kitchen stools, her hair tied in a high bun and wearing glasses. She was playing on her phone.

"Oh, good morning," she said, seeing you come in. "What did you bring there?"

"Breakfast," you said, putting the bags on the counter in front of her. "And coffee."

"Oh my god, you're so sweet," she said, taking out a cup of coffee and sipping it. She sighed. "I've been craving this thing since I woke up. Thanks"

"Over time, one develops the instincts to take care of you idols," you said, sitting down on the stool to her left.

"You certainly took care of me last night, and very well," Yunjin said as you took out a coffee and a lemon cake. "Although I'm a little sore now, I won't lie. One of your massages wouldn't hurt."

"Well, I have the whole day off," you said. "I can help you if you'd like," you said, taking a sip of your coffee.

Yunjin sighed and took a strawberry pie out of one of the bags.

"You may be free, but I'm not," she said. "I have a meeting with the girls and some executives later."

"Why?" You asked, taking a bite of lemon pie.

"World tour. We're finalizing the details. It's a real hassle," Yunjin opened the pie tin, took a spoonful, and put it in her mouth. "You should come see us. I'm sure we can give you backstage access."

You nodded.

"I'll consider it."

"Yes, please, and you can help Zuha out while you're at it. That girl needs someone to draw her out of her shell."

"I'll tell the girls to give you my number then, okay?"

"Great!"

You and Yunjin had breakfast together. When you finished, she got up from the stool. She had already packed her things.

"Well, I have to go now, darling," she said, before leaning in to plant a kiss on your cheek. "Thanks for last night and for breakfast."

"It was a pleasure, sweetheart," you said. "Good luck today. Take care."

"Thanks, baby," Yunjin walked to the door, opened it, and looked at you over her shoulder. "Hope to see you again soon, my sweet American boy."

Yunjin winked at you, blew you a kiss, and left, closing the door behind her.

The girls woke up not long after, and they all made sure to show their gratitude for what you had brought them. You spent the rest of the day with them, just hanging out and watching silly things on TV. Somi let you get to know her better, and you even got to tell her the whole story about what happened on the Aespa tour with Irene.

And of course, you exchanged numbers.

It was in the middle of an intense and heated game of Monopoly when you received an annoying call on your phone. You stopped playing immediately, as it wasn't who you expected the call to be from.

"Hello?" you answered.

"Hey, I need you to come to the offices ASAP. Don't be late," said your HYBE contact on the other end of the line.

You didn't even have time to reply before he hung up.

"Everything okay?" Aeri asked, seeing that you were a little stunned.

"I mean…" you scratched the back of your neck. "I hope so. But I have to go right now."

"That means I win!" Minjeong celebrated, clapping her hands. "Ha ha!"

"Only God knows I would have kicked your ass if I hadn't had to leave," you said, standing up. "Take care, beauties."

You blew a kiss to everyone, grabbed your things, and stormed out of the apartment toward your car.

You drove at top speed—as fast as you could without getting a ticket—toward the HYBE offices. Upon arriving at the ominous building, you entered through the underground entrance, as usual. However, the security guard, seeing who you were, denied you entry.

"Your credentials indicate you should use the main parking lot, sir," he said. "Please turn around."

You sat perplexed in your car. Outside of JYP, no one had ever shown you that kind of courtesy, and that only made it seem even stranger.

With a knot in your stomach, you reversed and left the underground parking lot. You then went to the main parking garage, where they finally let you take a designated space.

Upon getting out of the car and entering the building's ground floor, the receptionist greeted you and showed you to the 22nd floor, one you'd never been to before, and then to a spacious meeting room with an oval table in the middle and a large screen on the far wall.

You waited there for about ten minutes until your contact from HYBE entered with another man behind him.

"Kid, this is my boss," the man said.

You stood up and shook hands with the man, a man in his fifties with gray hairs showing at the sides of his head.

Without mincing words, the man, who introduced himself as Minkyuk, asked:

"What would you say if I asked you to be LESSERAFIM's manager during their world tour?"

You were stunned.

"I… uhm," you swallowed. "Well, I’m honored, sir, but I'm not sure what it entails."

"I'll fill you in on the details later, I promise," he said. "For now, I just need a yes or a no."

You took a moment and breathed deeply, not knowing how the hell to feel. It was probably the job offer of a lifetime. As you pondered it, though, you couldn't help but think about all the work Jihye had to do during the Aespa tour. Were you really ready for that? You? A masseur who, by some twist of fate, ended up where he ended up?

Screw it, you'd think about it later. You only live once.

"Then I'll say yes," you said.

The man grinned from ear to ear.

"Fantastic!" he exclaimed. "Please follow me. I'll introduce you to the girls, and then we can discuss the details."

You followed the boss down the same hallway, then turned right. He led you to what appeared to be a dance practice room. Inside were five beautiful girls, practicing choreography. Yunjin was among them. As you opened the door, he entered before you.

"Girls," he said, and waited for one of them to pause the music. He stepped aside so you could see them. Yunjin couldn’t believe her eyes. "I want to introduce you to your new manager for the tour."

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His phone buzzed against the polished teak of the fold-out tray, a sudden, insistent hum against the low drone of the engines. The screen glowed with the single word: Mom. He let it buzz once more before swiping the screen to accept.

"Hey, Mom."

"Jake! Honey, where are you? Are you on the ground yet?" Her voice was tinny, compressed by the miles, but the frantic energy was unmistakable. It was the same energy that had packed his lunches for him until he was sixteen, the same energy that still called him twice a week, no matter the time difference.

"We're starting the final descent now. They've asked us to turn off our devices." A necessary lie, but a clean one. He didn't have the energy for the real-time countdown she would have demanded.

"Oh, good! So fast! Your sister is waiting for you at the gate. She insisted. I told her you'd be tired, but you know Yooyeon. She's been so excited all day. Practically vibrating out of her skin." A pause, a shift in tone from excited to something softer, almost fragile. "We missed you so much, Jacob. The house is too quiet."

"I know, Mom. I missed you guys too."

"Just... let us know the second you have your bags. She's probably going to try to drag you out tonight. Don't let her run you ragged, okay? You look too thin in those pictures you send."

"Got it. One night of rest, mandatory."

"Okay, honey. I love you. We'll see you soon."

"Love you too."

The line clicked dead. He let the phone fall into his lap, the screen darkening. Too thin. It was her perennial complaint, a reflex. He worked out. He ate. But the image she held in her mind was of the boy who left, broad-shouldered and soft-faced from a university diet of instant noodles and beer. The man staring back at him in the dark screen of the airplane window was sharper, much better looking.

The city pressed closer, the grid resolving into blocks of concrete and glass, the rivers into dark, reflective water. He could make out the landing gear unfolding beneath him, a mechanical bird preparing to meet the earth. The memory hit him then, unbidden, sharp as the smell of sterile air.

It was New York, the kind of November that felt too cold. The wind scoured the canyons of Midtown, finding every gap in his coat, every weakness in his resolve. He was six months into a job that had the title "Analyst" but the soul of a data-entry drone. His days were a blur of spreadsheets and lukewarm coffee, his nights a hollow ache of loneliness in a shoebox apartment that cost more than his parents' entire mortgage back home. He was failing, quietly and comprehensively, the kind of failure that doesn't make a sound but still crushes you.

He'd cut through Times Square, a gauntlet of screaming light and desperate commerce, trying to outrun the cold. A man was huddled against the steam grate, a bundle of rags and a face like a crumpled paper bag. His eyes were the only thing alive in him, two pinpricks of ancient, knowing light. Jacob had fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a crumpled five-dollar bill, not out of compassion, but out of a desire to erase the man from his periphery, to soothe his own discomfort.

But the man hadn't just taken the money. He'd grabbed Jacob's wrist, the grip surprisingly strong, the skin rough as bark. And he'd pressed a small, pale yellow pill into Jacob's palm.

"For a king," the man had rasped, his breath smelling of decay and something metallic, like old pennies. "The crown sits heavy. You'll learn to wear it."

Jacob had stared at the pill, a perfect, glossy oval in the grimy landscape of his hand. His mind recoiled. He'd nodded stiffly, already pulling away, murmuring some noncommittal thanks. He just wanted the interaction to be over. He'd shoved the pill into his coat pocket, a foreign object, a piece of street trash he intended to flush down the toilet the second he got home.

He remembered the walk back to the apartment, the five stories up, the groan of the elevator. He remembered opening his laptop, the blue-white light of the screen searing his tired eyes. And the email. Terse, impersonal, brutal. Effective immediately. Restructuring. Your position has been eliminated.

The world hadn't ended. It had simply emptied out. The noise of the city, the hum of the refrigerator, the very beat of his own heart—it all faded to a dull, grey static. He sat on the edge of his bed, the expensive mattress his parents had bought him feeling like a block of ice, and the pill was in his hand again. He didn't even remember taking it out of his pocket. He just looked at it. For a king. A joke. A cosmic mockery. He thought of nothing, of the crushing emptiness of it all. He threw the pill back, swallowing it dry. The thought wasn't suicide, it was simpler than that. It was an end. An end to the trying, to the failing, to the relentless, grinding pressure of being Jacob.

He had woken up the next morning on the floor, tangled in his sheets, a crick in his neck and a foul taste in his mouth. The sun was streaming through the window. Nothing had happened. He'd felt a surge of bitter, self-mocking laughter. Of course. Just another cheap high from some street weirdo. He'd pushed himself up, feeling the usual stiffness, the usual grime of a night spent in his clothes.

The initial ache was the first sign. It wasn't the dull throb of a bad night's sleep or the sharp sting of a pulled muscle. It was a deep, systemic soreness, as if every individual cell in his body had been pulled apart and painstakingly reassembled overnight. He pushed himself up from the floor, a groan escaping his lips, and that's when the second sign hit him. The floor seemed... further away.

He stood up, a wave of dizziness washing over him, and instinctively put a hand to his head. He froze. His shoulders felt broader, the line of them unfamiliar against the fabric of his now-too-tight shirt. He looked down.

The soft, slightly doughy physique he'd cultivated in college, the body that had been slowly softening under the fluorescent lights of the office, was gone. In its place was a landscape of hard planes and sharp ridges. His chest was a pair of sculpted plates, the abdominal muscles beneath them a perfect, brick-like grid. He could see the veins, thick and blue, tracing paths down his biceps, which were now full and round, straining the sleeves of the shirt he'd worn for two days straight. His legs, too, were different—thicker, denser with muscle, the quads clearly defined even when he was just standing there.

A strange sound, half gasp, half choke, escaped his throat. He stumbled toward the bathroom, his new body moving with an alien coordination that was still somehow graceful. He flipped the light switch.

The man in the mirror was a stranger.

It was him, but it wasn't. The bone structure was the same—the strong jaw, the high cheekbones, the slight asymmetry of his smile he'd always been self-conscious about. But everything else had been honed, perfected. The lingering fat in his cheeks had vanished, carving out hollows that made his jawline look like it had been cut from granite. His eyes, once a muddy hazel, now seemed a clearer, more vibrant green, set deeper beneath a brow that was more pronounced, more masculine. His hair was thicker, falling across his forehead in a way that looked artful, not unkempt. He wasn't just handsome. He was a masterpiece of human aesthetics, a walking, breathing sculpture. A six or seven had been sandblasted and recast as a ten.

He leaned closer, his breath fogging the glass. He touched his own face, the skin feeling tighter, smoother over the now-prominent ridge of his cheekbone. The shock gave way to a tremor of pure, unadulterated terror.

Then, beneath the shock and the surreal horror, another sensation made itself known: a strange, constricting pressure. His boxers felt tight, but not in the waist. He looked down. There was a distinct, unfamiliar bulge straining against the fabric of his trousers, a thickness and length that was simply not his.

With a shaking hand, he undid his belt, the buckle clattering against the tile floor. He fumbled with the button and zipper, pushing his pants and boxers down to his ankles.

His jaw, which had been working silently in disbelief, now fell open completely.

His cock, still semi-hard from whatever bizarre nocturnal processes had reshaped him, rested heavily against his thigh. It wasn't just bigger; it was a different entity entirely. The shaft was thicker, the veins more prominent, the head a flared, defined shape. There was no mistaking it. This was not the modest, shy five to six inches cock he had lived with for twenty-four years.

A primal, almost academic curiosity seized him. He half-waddled, half-stumbled back to his bedroom, trousers still tangled around his ankles, and rifled through his desk drawer for the cloth measuring tape from a long-abandoned sewing kit. His hands trembled as he stretched it out alongside his now fully erect shaft. The red line of numbers stopped at eight and a half inches. Eight and a half. He let the tape fall from his fingers.

But that wasn't the real shock. The real shock, the thing that had made him drop the tape in the first place, were his balls.

His scrotum wasn't just bigger. It was monumentally, unnaturally larger. Where before he'd had a relatively compact, tidy sack, he now had a heavy, pendulous pouch. Each testicle was easily the size of a large egg, maybe more, making the entire package swell to a size slightly larger than a baseball. He reached down with a hesitant finger and touched them. The skin was warm, surprisingly soft, but the weight of the contents was shocking. They felt dense, solid, like two lead spheres wrapped in velvet. He grabbed the tape again, holding it up to the hanging pouch. It measured a full twelve centimeters from the base to the lowest point of its sag. They didn't just look heavy; they were heavy, pulling at him with a palpable, constant gravity. He felt the weight of them in his perineum, a deep, grounding presence that was as alien as the new face in the mirror.

He sank to the floor, back against the side of his bed, naked from the waist down.

The panic he had felt about his face, about his height, about the impossible transformation of his physique—it all seemed trivial now. A new model of the same car. But this... this was a fundamental redesign of the very engine. This was the domain of myth, of cheap jokes in pornographic films, of medical anomalies displayed in hushed tones on daytime talk shows...

It took weeks to acclimate. The initial terror curdled into a strange, detached awe. He’d spend hours just looking at himself, tracing the new lines of his body, getting used to the way he now occupied space. He had to learn to walk again, his center of gravity shifted by the dense new muscle and the persistent, heavy sway between his legs. He had to buy all new clothes, a mortifying and bizarre experience as he held up waist sizes that seemed impossibly small, shirt sleeves that strained against the bulk of his biceps.

But the most urgent, terrifying adaptation was yet to come.

The problem started as a dull ache on that second day. By evening, it was a deep, throbbing pain that radiated up from his groin, a relentless pressure that made it impossible to sit still. His testicles felt swollen, tender, and alarmingly hot to the touch. He tried to ignore it, thinking it was a side effect of the transformation, a growing pain that would subside.

It didn't. By the third day, the pain was excruciating. A constant, grinding agony that brought tears to his eyes. His balls felt like two overinflated water balloons, stretched to their absolute limit. He was pacing the apartment like a caged animal, sweat beading on his forehead. The only respite was a fleeting, temporary relief when he got an erection, the skin stretching just enough to ease some of the pressure. Instinct, raw and undeniable, took over.

He locked his bedroom door, lay on his bed, and tried. He used a technique that had served him well through adolescence and a lonely post-college year, a familiar rhythm, a well-worn fantasy. It was efficient, effective, and had always gotten the job done.

This time, it was useless. He could achieve a full, towering erection, the eight and a half inches of it feeling like a third limb he couldn't control. But the friction, the motion, the build-up—it was all muted, distant. He felt the friction on his skin but the core of the pleasure, the deep, primal signal that led to release, was simply... gone. It was like trying to scratch an itch through a suit of armor. He could feel the movement of his hand, but the itch itself remained untouched. He went on for what felt like an hour, his arm cramping, the desperate, grinding pain in his groin only intensifying, until finally, in frustration and agony, he gave up, panting and defeated.

This was the cost of the crown.

The pain had become a living thing. By the third night, curled in a fetal position on his bed, a desperate, animal logic took over. He wasn't a boy with a weird problem anymore; he was a creature in a trap, and he had to gnaw his own leg off to get free. He fumbled for his phone, his vision blurring with tears, and found an app. A few swipes, a curt exchange of messages, and an hour later, a woman named Chloe with tired eyes and a surprisingly gentle smile was knocking on his door. The transaction was brisk, professional. He didn't bother with pleasantries. He guided her to the bedroom, the ache in his groin a screaming imperative. There was no awkwardness, no fumbling. The moment he entered her, the change was instantaneous and profound. It wasn't just pleasure; it was relief. A flood of it, so potent it was almost painful. The pressure in his testicles, which had been building to an impossible crescendo, began to subside with every thrust. He came with a force that felt like it was turning him inside out, a deep, guttural cry tearing from his throat as a torrent of release poured out of him, an amount that was frankly obscene.

The next morning, he woke up not in pain, but in a state of calm, sated neutrality. The heavy presence between his legs was still there, but it was no longer a threat. He deleted the escort app and downloaded three different dating platforms. He curated a profile with ruthless efficiency: one shirtless bathroom picture that showed off the impossible abs, one candid shot laughing with friends he hadn't seen in years, one blurry photo of a sunset. The profile text was a single line: "Let's not waste time." The matches flooded in. He swiped with a cold, detached purpose, looking not for connection, but for a solution. He found her on a Tuesday. Karina. Her profile picture was all dark hair and a smirk that promised trouble. Her bio was just an emoji of a chili pepper.

They met for coffee. He was nervous, a strange and unfamiliar sensation. He hadn't been nervous around a woman since before the change. He found himself talking too much, using words he didn't need. But Karina just watched him, her head tilted, a small smile playing on her lips. She didn't seem to care about his job or his five-year plan. She asked him what he was afraid of. He lied and said "spiders." She laughed, a real, throaty sound. They met for drinks two days later. He put a hand on her thigh, and she didn't flinch. She covered his hand with her own, her thumb stroking his knuckles. The third date was dinner at her place. She cooked, something with garlic and chili that made the whole apartment smell like a fire. He was watching her, the way her hips moved as she stirred the pot, when the ache returned. It was a faint echo at first, a phantom pain, a reminder. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, burying his face in her hair. He was hard already, the pressure starting to build.

"Karina," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "I don't think I can wait for dessert."

She turned in his arms, her eyes dark, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He lifted her onto the kitchen counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. When he entered her, it was the same as with the escort—a profound, system-shattering release. The pain didn't just vanish; it was actively, aggressively expelled from his body with every thrust. He came for what felt like a minute, a relentless, draining orgasm that left him shuddering and empty. She was staring at him, wide-eyed and breathless, her nails dug into his back. "Holy shit," she whispered. He learned the rhythm of it. He had a three-day window. Four, if he was lucky. By the end of the fourth day, the ache would be a dull, persistent thrum. By the middle of the fifth, it was a grinding agony that made it impossible to think straight. Fucking Karina became less an act of passion and more an act of maintenance, a biological necessity as crucial as breathing. Karina didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to thrive on it, on the sheer, animal ferocity of it. The story of their relationship was one he'd have to unpack later. Now, as the plane's wheels screeched against the tarmac, a familiar, unwelcome throb began to pulse deep in his groin.

The jolt of the landing gear hitting the runway was a welcome distraction. The plane taxied to the gate, the final chime echoing through the cabin. Jacob gathered his carry-on, the familiar weight of it a small anchor in the sea of strangeness. As he stepped into the jet bridge, the sterile, recirculated air of the airport replaced the cabin's, and with it, a wave of unreality washed over him. He was home.

And then he saw her.

Standing near the gate, scrolling idly on her phone, was Yooyeon. He knew, of course, what she looked like now. His mother sent him articles. He'd seen her on billboards in Times Square, her face impossibly large and perfect. He'd watched the music videos, the high-production fantasies where she and her group danced with robotic precision. But this was different. This was real.

The light of the airport was harsh, unforgiving, but it only seemed to bend around her. Her hair was a lustrous,bleached blond waterfall, perfectly straight, grazing her waist. She wore a simple oversized hoodie and jeans, an outfit that should have been anonymous, but on her, it looked like a deliberate fashion statement. Her face was a work of art—small, delicate features, wide, dark eyes rimmed with long lashes, and a full, perfectly bowed lip. She had the kind of beauty that made people stop and stare, a quiet, luminous quality that cameras could only hint at. She looked up, her phone forgotten, and her eyes met his. For a second, there was only confusion. Then recognition dawned, and her face broke into a radiant smile.

"Oppa!" She launched herself at him, and he caught her, her slender frame feeling impossibly fragile against his new, dense musculature. She squeezed him tight, then pulled back, her hands on his shoulders, her eyes wide as they took him in.

"Oh my god," she breathed, her smile faltering into a mask of pure shock. "Jacob? What... what happened?"

He laughed, a practiced, easy sound he'd perfected over the last few months. "Hit the gym, I guess. The American food finally agreed with me."

She shook her head, her eyes scanning him from top to bottom, lingering on his face, his chest. "No. This is... this is a lot more than the gym. You look like... like a different person." She poked his bicep, her eyes widening further at the solid resistance. "And you're so... solid."

"Good genes, I guess. I got the same as yours i guess," he deflected, grabbing the handle of his rolling suitcase. "You look incredible, sis. Seriously. The screens don't do you justice."

A flicker of the familiar, proud sisterly smile returned. "Oh, stop. You're just saying that." She linked her arm through his, starting to pull him toward the arrivals exit. "Let's get out of here. The app is telling me there's a forty-minute wait for a car. Let's just take my own."

Her car was a sleek, black sedan, pristine and smelling faintly of leather and expensive perfume. The city blurred past them as she drove, a river of neon and concrete. The ache in his groin was a steady, distant thrum now, a persistent background hum.

"So," she began, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. "The gym, huh? What else have you been up to? You just... vanished after you got fired. Mom was worried sick."

The practiced lie rolled off his tongue before he could even think about it. "I wasn't fired, exactly. More of a mutual parting of ways. It was soul-crushing, you know? I decided to take some time for myself. Did some traveling, a lot of soul-searching. Got really into hiking, rock climbing. Whole new lifestyle." He gestured vaguely at his chest.

And money?" Seoyeon pressed, her eyes sharp. She was an idol; she knew about people reinventing themselves. "That kind of lifestyle isn't cheap."

This was the other half of the lie, the one he'd built to explain the new apartment, the new clothes, the lack of a job. He'd rehearsed it until it felt as real as the muscles on his bones.

"Got lucky," he said with a shrug, aiming for nonchalance. "Really lucky. Bought a scratcher ticket on a whim one day, after one of my 'soul-searching' hikes. Won enough to not have to think about a nine-to-five for a very, very long time."

Soyeon's grip tightened on the steering wheel. She was silent for a long moment, processing this. "The lottery," she repeated, her voice flat. "You won the lottery."

"Yeah. I know. It's crazy."

"You just... won the lottery. And then you turned into a Greek god."

"It's been a strange year," he conceded.

"A strange year," she echoed, then shook her head as if to clear it. A brilliant, mischievous smile suddenly lit up her face, a transformation as swift and disarming as his own. "Well, whatever the hell happened, I'm glad you're back. And you're not getting away with hiding out at home. My friends are dying to meet the mysterious hidden brother."

"I'm taking you out," she announced, a declaration. "We're going to Hongdae. We'll get soju and barbecue. You and me."

"Mom gave me a direct order," Jacob countered, putting on his most reasonable tone. "Rest. One night. I promised."

Yooyeon pouted, a gesture that was probably capable of getting her out of speeding tickets and securing record deals. "Ugh, fine. But you owe me. And you're not getting away with it for long." She took a sharp left turn, the car hugging the corner. "Okay, new plan. Tomorrow night. You come to the dorm. Just a few of the girls, the ones I'm close with. No pressure. We'll just hang out, order chicken. They've been asking about you for years. They don't believe you're real."

The dorm. The idea of being boxed in with a group of young, beautiful, famous women made a fresh wave of anxiety wash over him. He thought of the ache, a slow, insidious tide rising in his body. Three days, he thought. It's been two. He could manage one night. Maybe.

"Okay," he heard himself say. "Tomorrow night. I'll come."

The dorm was nothing like he'd imagined. There were no marble floors or panoramic city views. It was a large, clean, but distinctly impersonal apartment, smelling of citrus cleaning spray and something else, a subtle, collective scent of different perfumes and hair products. The furniture was stylish but generic, the kind you'd find in a high-end corporate housing unit.

"They're in here," Soyeon said, her voice softer now, as she pushed open a door to a large living room.

And there they were. Five girls, sitting on cushions on the floor around a low, modern table laden with platters of fried chicken, bottles of cola, and a half-empty bag of shrimp chips. They were a constellation of youthful beauty, each a different type of star. One girl, with a sharp, cat-like gaze and short black hair, was in the middle of saying something that made the others laugh. That had to be Nakyoung.

Next to her, a girl with a round, sweet face and dark, very long hair—Sohyun—was struggling to open a soda can, her brows furrowed in concentration.

Xinyu, the tallest, had an effortless, leggy grace, even while sitting cross-legged.

Jiwoo, with her intense, striking eyes, was watching the door before Soyeon even opened it, her expression unreadable.

And then there was Soyeon's best friend, Yooyeon. She looked up as they entered, and her smile was immediate and warm, a direct and unguarded expression of welcome. Kim Yooyeon. Her presence seemed to anchor the room, a calm center to the youthful energy.

"Oppa's here!" Soyeon shouted, and the room erupted in a chorus of greetings. As Jacob stepped forward, he noticed the bottles on the table weren't soda. They were beer, the pale golden liquid catching the light from the floor lamp. The casualness of it, the way they were drinking like it was a regular Tuesday night, was a small, sharp reminder of the world they inhabited—a world with different rules.

"Everyone, this is my brother, Jacob," Seoyeon said, her hand lightly on his back. "Jacob, this is Nakyoung, Sohyun, Xinyu, Jiwoo... and you already know my other half, Yooyeon."

A wave of greetings, polite and curious, washed over him. He bowed, a little stiffly, feeling like an exhibit that had just been wheeled into a museum. "Nice to meet you all."

"Seoyeon-ah, you lied," Nakyoung said, her eyes narrowed playfully. "You didn't say he was a statue."

Sohyun finally got her can open with a triumphant pop, her face breaking into a wide, genuine smile. "Wow. You're really tall."

Jiwoo just watched him, her head cocked, a silent appraisal that felt more penetrating than the others' words.

But it was Kim Yooyeon who spoke next, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don't listen to them. They're just excited. It's nice to finally put a face to the name. Seoyeon talks about you all the time."

Jacob felt a strange mix of pride and acute discomfort. He was a novelty. He managed a smile, lowering himself onto an empty cushion Seoyeon indicated. The floor was hard beneath him, and he settled with a careful, deliberate motion, hyper-aware of his own size in the small space.

"I'm sure she has nothing but good things to say," he said, the words sounding stiff and formal even to his own ears.

Yooyeon, ever the gracious host, slid a can of beer and a glass toward him. "Here. Drink. It helps." She winked. He took it, the cold condensation a welcome sensation on his fingertips. As he reached for it, his sleeve rode up slightly, and he caught Nakyoung's gaze flicker to the thick, prominent vein on his forearm. He quickly pulled his sleeve down, a hot, unbidden flush creeping up his neck.

The conversation started again, flowing around him like a river around a stone. They talked about dance practice, a new song they were learning, a ridiculously strict diet they were all on. They were effortless, their camaraderie a tangible thing in the room.

The night bled on. He drank two beers, the alcohol barely touching him, but serving as a useful prop to look busy. He listened, nodding, smiling at the right moments, but most of his focus was a battle fought internally. The ache in his groin had graduated from a dull thrum to a persistent, deep-seated throb. It was a warning. The clock was ticking. And Kim Yooyeon, sitting opposite him, laughing at something Jiwoo whispered, was not helping. Her beauty was a different kind than Seoyeon's. It was warmer, more grounded, with a knowing intelligence in her eyes that both unnerved and fascinated him. Every time she laughed, a certain light caught in her dark eyes, and a fresh wave of heat washed through him, pooling dangerously low in his abdomen.

He had to get out. For a second.

"Bathroom?" he asked, interrupting a story about a disastrous fan sign event.

Seoyeon pointed down a short hallway. "Second door on the left."

He excused himself, the trip down the hallway feeling like a hundred yards. The bathroom was as clean and impersonal as the living room—white tile, a single toothbrush in a holder, a bottle of expensive face wash. He closed the door and leaned against it, letting out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. He ran the tap, splashing cold water on his face. He looked at himself in the mirror. The face was perfect, the body a monument. And he was trapped inside it. The throb between his legs was a insistent, demanding beat.

He remembered the second week. The night he'd discovered the pill's true gift, its ultimate power. He'd been lying in bed, the ache starting to build, consumed by a despair so profound it felt like a physical weight. He remembered thinking, with a venomous clarity, I wish I could just disappear.

And he had.

Not a slow fade. One moment he was there, the outline of his body pressed into the mattress, the next, the room was empty. He couldn't see himself, but when he waved a hand in front of his face, he felt the displacement of air. He'd scrambled to his feet, looking down at the floor. He couldn't see his feet. He was a ghost. He reached for the light switch; it flicked on. He was still invisible.

His pajama pants and t-shirt had vanished with him. He was utterly, completely unseen. The discovery had been terrifying, then exhilarating, then terrifying again. It was power. Absolute. Anonymity. A blank slate.

The following day, fueled by a desperate, audacious hope, he walked into a casino. He didn't touch the cards. He didn't roll the dice. He simply stood, unseen, beside the high-rollers at the baccarat tables.

He learned the rhythm of the game, the subtle tells of the players. He'd wait for a distraction—a spilled drink, a loud argument, a new player taking a seat. Then, with the steady, delicate fingers of a watchmaker, he'd pluck a single high-value chip from the towering stack of a whale too drunk or too arrogant to notice. A black chip here, a purple chip there. He never took more than one or two at a time. By the end of the night, he'd have a pocketful of plastic worth more than most people's annual salary. He'd then take a cab to a smaller, affiliated casino on the other side of the city, become visible in a restroom, and cash out . He did this for a week. The lottery story was a pathetic lie compared to the elegant, invisible larceny that had funded his new life.

He shook his head, clearing the memory. He was in the dorm bathroom. And he had a new problem.

Yooyeon was so beautiful. Not in the distant, untouchable way of Seoyeon. Her beauty was terrestrial, warm, and inviting. He thought of the way she’d met his eyes, the directness in her gaze, the genuine warmth of her smile.

And he had Karina no more. The breakup had been clean, necessary, but its consequence was now a throbbing, urgent reality. Tonight, the pain would be appeased. And Yooyeon would be the one to appease it.

His fingers went to his jeans pocket, brushing against the small, smooth plastic cylinder he'd "acquired" from a pharmacy two days ago. A small vial of clear liquid. GHB. He hadn't planned on using it, not really. He’d taken it as a contingency, a tool he might need. He hadn't planned on her. On this room. On this specific, agonizing, perfect convergence of need and opportunity.

He thought of the can of beer he’d been nursing. He could go back out, make a show of laughing at one of their jokes, and "accidentally" brush it against her can. It would be tasteless, odorless. She'd feel a little light-headed, maybe a bit uncoordinated. They'd think she'd just had too much to drink. He could offer to take her to her room to lie down.

The thought was a cold, clear shard of ice in his mind. A perfect, terrible plan. He looked at his reflection. The handsome god stared back, his eyes holding a darkness the mirror couldn't quite capture. The ache pulsed, a sickening, demanding rhythm. The crown sits heavy. The homeless man's words echoed in the small, tiled room. He was a king. And kings took what they needed.

He turned off the tap, dried his hands, and took a deep, steadying breath.

The risk of being seen, of a slip of the hand, was too great. He couldn't risk the subtle clink of the vial against her can, the sudden shift of her eyes. The plan needed to be flawless. And he had a tool for flawless.

He closed his eyes, focusing on that old, familiar wish. I wish they couldn't see me.

The sensation was like a quick, sharp intake of breath, and then a silent release. He opened his eyes. The bathroom was the same, but he wasn't in it. He looked down. The floor was clear. He was gone, along with the dark jeans and simple black t-shirt he was wearing. The small vial of GHB was a ghost in his invisible hand.

He opened the bathroom door and slipped out into the living room. The girls were still laughing, the noise a wall of sound that he now moved through as an unseen current. They were so vibrant, so alive, so unaware. He padded silently across the floor, his bare feet making no sound on the wood. He moved toward the table, a predator moving through a flock of unsuspecting birds. Yooyeon was mid-laugh, her head tilted back, her throat a long, elegant line. Her half-empty can of beer sat on the table, a bead of condensation tracing a path down its side.

He knelt beside her, the position feeling grotesquely intimate. He was inches from her, close enough to smell the faint scent of her shampoo, to see the tiny, almost invisible hairs on her arm. With a surgeon's precision, he uncapped the vial. He held it over the opening of her can, his hand trembling slightly. He tilted it. One drop. A clear, perfect sphere fell into the amber liquid, dissolving instantly without a ripple. He waited a beat. Then a second. He recapped the vial.

He retreated, melting back toward the hallway, the weight of his invisibility feeling heavier than before. He slipped into the bathroom and closed the door, focusing on the thought, I am here. The world snapped back into view. He was standing in the bathroom, fully clothed, the vial once again a solid object in his pocket. He stared at himself in the mirror. The handsome face stared back. The face was serene, but the eyes held the reflection of a man who had just poisoned a woman in a room full of her friends. The ache in his groin was still there, a dull, patient promise.

Two drops. In a normal person, it might just add to the buzz. In someone who had already put away three or four beers, it would be the proverbial straw. He knew the chemistry of it. It was a simple calculation, a brutal piece of arithmetic he had just performed on Yooyeon's body.

He stayed in the bathroom for another minute, then flushed the toilet for show and walked back out. He rejoined the circle, picking up his beer can. The conversation had shifted to some old variety show they'd watched, a debate about which member had the funniest reaction.

Ten minutes passed. Then fifteen. He watched Yooyeon out of the corner of his eye. She was quieter now. Her laugh was less frequent, her movements a little slower. She took a sip of her beer and her hand wavered slightly as she set it down.

"Whoa," she said, shaking her head as if to clear it. "I think that last one hit me all at once."

"You're a lightweight," Nakyoung teased, nudging her with an elbow.

Yooyeon smiled, but it was a tired, unfocused expression. "Maybe. I think... I think I need to lie down for a minute."

"Are you okay?" Seoyeon asked, her brow furrowed with genuine concern.

"Yeah, yeah, just dizzy. I'll be fine," Yooyeon said, pushing herself up from the floor. She swayed slightly, steadying herself with a hand on the table. "Just need to cool off. Don't let me kill the vibe."

She shuffled down the hallway and disappeared into her room, the door clicking shut behind her.

The conversation continued, but a new, subtle tension had entered the room. Jacob's heart was a slow, heavy drum in his chest. He waited another ten minutes, nursing his beer, contributing a silent nod here and there. Finally, he stretched dramatically. "Alright guys, this has been amazing, but I'm leaving. Mom's orders, you know."

"Aww, already?" Sohyun pouted.

"He's an old man," Nakyoung said. "Needs his beauty sleep."

Jacob managed a smile. "Something like that. It was really nice meeting you all."

He said his goodbyes, Seoyeon walking him to the door. "See you tomorrow?" she asked.

"Definitely," he lied.

He walked out of the apartment and down the hall to the elevator. He didn't press the button. He walked to the end of the hallway, where a large window looked out over the city. He stood in the shadows by the window and closed his eyes.

I am not here.

The world bled away again. He was a phantom in the corridor. He waited. Ten minutes. Then twenty. He heard the front door of the dorm open and close again. He crept forward, peering around the corner. It was Seoyeon, heading toward the trash chute at the end of the hall, a bag of empty beer cans and chicken bones in her hand. It was the window he needed.

He moved like smoke, slipping past her and back into the apartment. The living room was empty now, the remnants of their gathering scattered on the table. The only light came from the small lamp in the corner. He moved down the hallway, his bare feet silent on the cool floor. The door to Yooyeon's room was slightly ajar.

He pushed it open.

The room was dark, save for the faint glow of a phone charging on the nightstand. Yooyeon was lying on her bed, on top of the covers, still fully dressed in her jeans and a soft-looking hoodie. She was breathing deeply, a soft, rhythmic sound in the quiet room. She wasn't unconscious, just deeply, chemically sedated.

He approached the bed, the thrumming in his groin now a deafening roar, a demand that could no longer be ignored.

He stayed invisible. It was safer. Cleaner. He reached out, his fingers hovering just above her shoulder. He could feel the heat radiating from her body. He let his hand rest gently on her arm.

Yooyeon stirred, a soft murmur escaping her lips. She didn't open her eyes. Instead, her own hand came up to cover his, her fingers lacing with his for a moment before she started to slowly trace a path up her own stomach, toward the swell of her breast. It was a dreamy, languid movement, as if she were still lost in a hazy, alcohol-soaked slumber, responding to a phantom touch in a fantasy.

Emboldened, Jacob moved closer. He let both of his hands settle on her breasts, the soft weight of them fitting perfectly into his palms even through the fabric of the hoodie. He could feel the texture of the bra beneath, the hard nub of her nipple pressing against his palm.

A soft sigh escaped Yooyeon's lips. She arched her back slightly, pushing herself further into his invisible touch. Her hands drifted down, one resting on her thigh, the other slowly caressing the curve of her own hip. She was responding not to a person, but to a sensation, to the ghost of a desire in her drugged sleep.

Jacob's breath hitched. The ache in his groin was now an unbearable pressure, a fire burning through his restraint. He squeezed her breasts gently, kneading them, feeling her body respond with subtle, unconscious movements. Her lips parted, and her breathing became faster, more shallow.

He knew he had to be careful. He couldn't rush this. He had to make it seem like a dream, a fragmented, forgotten fantasy in the morning. He slowly, carefully, hooked his fingers under the hem of her hoodie and began to pull it up.

Yooyeon stirred again, her brow furrowing slightly. For a heart-stopping moment, he thought she was waking up. But then she relaxed, her body pliant, and lifted her arms slightly above her head, a silent, unconscious invitation. He pulled the hoodie over her head, revealing the simple black lace bra she wore underneath.

Her skin was pale and smooth in the dim light. He could see the faint outline of her ribs, the gentle curve of her stomach. He reached behind her, his fingers fumbling with the clasp of her bra. It came undone with a soft click. He slid the straps from her shoulders, revealing her breasts to the cool air of the room.

They were perfect. Not large, but beautifully shaped, with small, tight, pink nipples that stood at attention. He could no longer resist. He leaned down, his lips closing over one of her nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.

Yooyeon gasped, her back arching off the bed. Her hands flew to his head, her fingers tangling in what must have felt like empty air. She let out a soft, breathy moan, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

The sound sent a jolt of electricity through him. The ache in his groin was now a throbbing, urgent need.

He moved with a fluid grace, settling onto the bed beside her, his body a solid, warm presence against her back. He was still a ghost, but he had weight, a form she could feel. He resumed his ministrations on her breast, sucking and licking, his other hand roaming freely over the smooth skin of her stomach and back.

Yooyeon's breathing was ragged now, her body a live wire of sensation. Her own hand slid down her stomach, disappearing into the waistband of her jeans. Jacob could feel the slight movement of her wrist against her thigh, the slow, rhythmic motion of her fingers against herself.

Her eyelids fluttered open, her eyes hazy and unfocused in the dim light. She looked around the room, her brow furrowed in confusion. She could feel him, the hands on her body, the mouth on her breast, but she couldn't see him.

"Who...?" she began, her voice a sleepy, slurred whisper.

He didn't let her finish. He leaned in, his lips crashing down on hers. It was a desperate, hungry kiss, a claim. He expected her to struggle, to pull away, to scream.

Instead, she melted into him. Her lips parted, her tongue meeting his in a slow, sensual dance.

The kiss deepened, a tangled mess of tongues and teeth. He needed more. He needed to be inside her.

With a thought, he willed his clothes away. They vanished as silently as he had, leaving him naked, his body pressed against hers.

He took her hand, the one that had been playing with herself, and guided it to his aching cock. Her fingers wrapped around him, her touch hesitant at first, then more confident. She let out a soft gasp into his mouth, her eyes widening slightly as she felt the sheer size and weight of him. She began to stroke him, her movements slow and unsure, but oh so good.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nipping at her collarbone. He could feel her heart hammering against his chest.

His hands moved to the button of her jeans, his fingers fumbling with the small metal disc. He finally managed to undo it, the zipper coming down with a soft, rasping sound. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her jeans and her panties, pulling them down her legs in one slow, deliberate motion.

She was completely naked now, exposed to him in the dim light of the room. He could see the dark, triangle of hair between her legs, the glistening wetness of her arousal.

He was about to enter her, to claim her, when a sudden thought struck him. Condoms. He had none. And he couldn't risk impregnating her.

His eyes scanned the room, landing on the nightstand. There, next to her phone, was a small bottle of lube.

His gaze drifted down to her body, to the perfect, round globes of her ass. An idea, dark and depraved, formed in his mind.

He leaned down, his face buried between her legs, his tongue finding her clit. She let out a loud moan, her back arching off the bed. He licked and sucked, his tongue darting in and out of her wet pussy, tasting her.

Meanwhile, his fingers found the bottle of lube. He poured a generous amount onto his fingers, then slowly, gently, he began to circle her tight little asshole.

Yooyeon stiffened, a small gasp escaping her lips. She had never done this before. But as he continued to lick her pussy, his fingers slowly, gently working their way into her ass, she began to relax, her body opening up to him.

He could feel her tight muscles clenching around his fingers as he slid them in and out, stretching her, preparing her for what was to come.

He continued to eat her out, his tongue working its magic, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her body tensing, her breathing becoming more and more ragged. He slid a third finger into her ass, stretching her even wider.

And then she was there. Her back arched off the bed, a strangled cry tearing from her lips as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy clenched around his tongue, her asshole spasming around his fingers. He could feel her juices flooding his mouth, a sweet, salty taste of her release.

He didn't stop. He continued to lick and suck, drawing out her orgasm, milking every last drop of pleasure from her body.

When she finally collapsed back onto the bed, a limp, sated heap, he knew it was time.

He took advantage of her post-orgasmic daze, the potent cocktail of pleasure and drugs and alcohol clouding her senses. He positioned himself behind her, the thick, bulbous head of his lubed-up cock pressing against her tight, little asshole.

He pushed gently, the head of his cock slowly, slowly sinking into her tight, forbidden heat.

She let out a soft gasp, her body tensing up. He paused, letting her get used to the feeling of him, letting her body adjust to his size.

With a gentle, firm hand, he guided her, rolling her limp, pliant body over. Her knees found the mattress, her head lolling forward onto the pillows. She was on all fours now, presented to him, a sacrifice on the altar of his need. The position stretched the line of her back, made the curve of her ass even more pronounced.

He leaned over her, the heat of his chest a phantom pressure against her back. He pressed a soft, almost reverent kiss to the nape of her neck, the skin there salty with the faint sheen of her exertion. He could feel the fine hairs on her arms stand up, a shiver running through her that had nothing to do with cold. He was still invisible, a ghost with a very real, very heavy cock.

He began to push again. He was impossibly slow, a meticulous invasion. Each millimeter was a conquest. The tight ring of muscle yielded with a reluctant, burning resistance. He felt her gasp, a sharp intake of breath that was half pain, half something else. Her hands fisted in the sheets, her knuckles white. He kissed her shoulder blade, a silent apology, a silent command. Relax.

Then, with a pop, the head of his cock was fully inside her.

He held still for a moment, letting her body adjust to the full, thick length of him. He could feel her asshole clenching around him, a hot, tight grip that sent waves of pleasure coursing through him.

He began to move, slowly, pulling out almost all the way, then pushing back in, a little deeper this time.

He kept up this slow, steady rhythm, each thrust a little deeper, a little harder, until he was fully, completely buried inside her.

He started to fuck her ass slowly at first, then picking up speed gradually as he get more comfortable with the tightness of her cute asshole. He fucked her in doggystyle for a long, long time.

The initial, slow exploration gave way to a more confident rhythm. The tight, searing heat of her ass was a revelation, a level of sensation he'd never experienced. The friction was exquisite, a perfect, clinging pressure that milked his shaft with every stroke. He watched, mesmerized, as his invisible cock slid in and out of her, the sight of her pink, stretched hole swallowing him whole again and again.

Yooyeon reached behind her, her hands finding her own ass cheeks. She spread them wide, opening herself up to him completely. The gesture was one of pure, unadulterated submission, a silent plea for more.

The sight was almost enough to make him lose control. He could see her asshole gaping around his invisible shaft, the pink, puckered skin stretched taut. He started to fuck her with faster, deeper strokes, his movements becoming more and more erratic.

The sound of his heavy ballsack swinging and hitting her clit and pubic area filled the room, a wet, rhythmic slap that was the only proof of his existence in the room.

He was getting close. He could feel the familiar tightening in his balls, the telltale tingle at the base of his spine.

He grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to arch her back even more. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.

"Come for me," he growled, the words a deep, guttural rumble that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.

And she did. Her body convulsed, a powerful orgasm ripping through her. She let out a strangled cry, her pussy clenching, her asshole spasming around him, milking him for all he was worth.

The world narrowed to a single, blinding point of sensation. He let out a hoarse, primal roar as he came, a torrent of release flooding out of him. It wasn't just an orgasm; it was an evacuation. The volume was obscene, a seemingly endless flood of hot, thick cum that pumped into her ass, filling her to the brim.

He could feel her ass tightening around him, trying to contain the sheer amount of it, but it was too much. A trickle of his cum leaked out of her, running down her thigh in a warm, sticky stream.

He collapsed on top of her, his body a dead weight, his cock still twitching inside her. They were both breathing heavily, their bodies slick with sweat.

They stayed like that for a long time, a tangled mess of limbs and sweat and cum. He could feel the steady beat of her heart against his chest, a slow, calming rhythm.

Eventually, he pulled out of her, a wet, sucking sound filling the room. He watched as a gush of his cum flowed out of her ass, pooling on the sheets beneath her.

He was still invisible, a ghost in the aftermath of a storm. He had what he needed. The pain was gone, replaced by a deep, sated peace.

He looked at the mess he had made. The sheer volume of it was staggering. It was easily four, maybe five times what he used to produce before the pill. And it seemed to be getting worse. A month ago, it would have been half this. He felt a strange, detached curiosity about it, a biologist observing a strange new species. The King's bounty.

He cleaned her up as best he could with a towel from her bathroom, wiping away the sticky evidence of their encounter. He pulled the covers over her, tucking her in like a child. She was already fast asleep, a small, contented smile on her face.

He got dressed, his clothes reappearing around him with a thought. He stood by the door for a moment, looking at her sleeping form. He felt a pang of something, a strange mix of guilt and satisfaction. He had used her, violated her in the most intimate way imaginable. And yet, a part of him wanted to stay, to climb into bed with her and hold her until the morning.

He turned and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.

***

The next morning, Jacob woke up late.

The sun was streaming through his bedroom window, a warm, golden light that filled the room. He stretched, a deep, satisfying groan escaping his lips. The ache was gone. He felt relaxed, light, and incredibly clear-headed. For the first time in days, the world felt sharp and in focus.

He threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and headed downstairs. His mother was out, but Seoyeon was sitting at the kitchen table, scrolling through her phone, a half-eaten piece of toast in front of her. She looked up and smiled as he walked in.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Feel better?"

"Much better," he said, opening the fridge and pulling out eggs and milk. "What's up?"

"Just soaking in the aftermath," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "My friends are blowing up my phone. They've officially decided you're a mythological creature."

He cracked an egg into a bowl, trying to look casual. "Oh yeah?"

She turned her phone to show him their group chat. It was a flurry of messages.

Nakyoung: SEOLMATE I NEED YOUR BROTHERS NUMBER. FOR A FRIEND. FOR SCIENCE.

Sohyun: He's so... polite. And tall. I felt like a child next to him.

Jiwoo: He's weirdly quiet. But he watches everything.

And then there was a message from Yooyeon. Just a single line.

Yooyeon: He's... interesting.

Jacob's heart skipped a beat. He looked away, focusing on whisking the eggs. "They're just being nice."

"No, they're not," Seoyeon said, putting her phone down. "You walked in there and broke their brains. Jiwoo is usually completely unimpressed by anyone, and she couldn't stop staring at you." She took a bite of her toast. "So, you're free Friday, right?"

"Probably. Why?"

"We have a standing thing. Me, Yooyeon, Sohyun, and Xinyu and nakyoung. Every Friday, we do a movie night. Just a low-key hangout, decompress from the week. We're doing it here this week. You should join."

The offer hung in the air, a trap and a temptation all at once. He thought of Yooyeon, of the way she had looked at him, of the single word she had chosen. Interesting. He thought of the ache, a distant memory now, but one he knew would return.

He hesitated for a fraction of a second too long. "Yeah, sure. Sounds good."

Seoyeon's face lit up. "Great! It'll be fun." She finished her toast and stood up. "Now, come on. I'm dragging you shopping. Your wardrobe is still ninety-percent American basic and we need to fix that before Friday."

Shopping with Seoyeon was an exercise in organized chaos. They went to a chic, multi-story boutique in Cheongdam, a place where the security guards wore better suits than he used to for interviews. It wasn't long before she was recognized. A teenager spotted her, her eyes widening, and within minutes, a small crowd had gathered, phones out. Seoyeon handled it with practiced grace, smiling, bowing, signing a few albums the fans had miraculously produced. Jacob stood to the side, a looming, anonymous shadow, feeling the strange disconnect of being related to someone who was public property.

Once inside the relative safety of the private VIP rooms, the real assault began. The clothes she picked out were a procession of scraps. A miniskirt that was little more than a wide belt. A top made of two diagonal straps of fabric and a lot of hope. A dress with a cutout that seemed to defy the laws of physics.

"Absolutely not," he said, holding up a flimsy piece of black lace that was supposedly a bodysuit. "There's more net in this than a fishing trawler."

"That's the point!" she laughed, snatching it back. "It's fashion. You wouldn't understand."

He ended up paying for it all, of course. A stack of clothes that barely constituted a single outfit for her. "My treat," he'd said, waving away her protests. He couldn't shake the image of her, or someone like her, wearing these things for a world of unseen eyes.

Their next stop was a men's designer store, a place of dark wood, leather armchairs, and hushed tones. Here, Seoyeon was in her element. She pulled out shirts, jackets, trousers, holding them up against him with a critical eye. "You can't just wear black t-shirts, Jacob. You have the body now you need the clothes" She picked out a soft, cashmere sweater in a deep charcoal grey. "This. This says 'I'm rich and I read books, but I could also throw you through a wall.'" He tried it on. She was right. The fabric clung to the new planes of his chest and shoulders without being tight. He bought a dozen items, the total a sum that would have once been his annual salary, paid for with the ghost's ill-gotten gains.

When they got back home the next few days were uneventful. He spent them in a state of lazy reprieve, the energy from his encounter with Yooyeon a long, slow burn. The ache didn't return, not even a hint of it. He worked out in the home gym, pushing more weight than ever, the feeling of his muscles swelling a satisfying anchor to reality. He watched movies, read books, and let Seoyeon fuss over him, her presence a comforting, if occasionally grating, reminder of the life he was supposed to be living.

Friday came quickly. The day was humid, the air thick with the promise of rain. Seoyeon buzzed around the house like a dragonfly, fluffing pillows, arranging snacks, and testing the sound system. "They'll be here around seven," she said, for the third time. "Try not to be weird."

Jacob just nodded, feigning a calm he didn't feel. He was wearing one of the new hoodie, the black one with a logo he didn't recognize, and a pair of grey sweatpants. He looked like himself, only better.

At 7:15, the doorbell rang. His heart gave a single, hard thump. He was in the living room, pretending to be absorbed in a book, when Seoyeon let them in.

Yooyeon hesitated for a moment in the doorway before her eyes found him. She was wearing... something else entirely. A soft, pink crop top that hugged the gentle swell of her breasts, with a tiny white bow at the center. Over it, a cream-colored knit shrug, the kind of thing that looked soft and smelled like clean laundry. Her jeans were high-waisted, a delicate lace trim on the pockets that drew the eye to the narrow curve of her hips. She looked soft, approachable, completely at odds with the ghost of a memory he had of her in the dark, her body splayed and slick with sweat and cum.

The bigger couch was taken, a chaotic mess of girls and snacks. That left the smaller, two-person couch. Jacob watched her walk toward it, each step a slow-motion inevitability. She sat down, leaving a careful, deliberate space between them. The distance was charged, more intimate than if she were sitting right next to him.

The movie was some glossy American blockbuster, all explosions and quips. The lights went down, and the room was cast in the shifting blues and oranges of the screen. For a while, that was all there was: the roar of a car chase, the rustle of a chip bag, Sohyun's occasional gasp.

"Popcorn?" Jacob whispered, holding out the large bowl between them. The screen cast flickering light on her face, making her eyes look like deep, dark pools. She turned to look at him, her gaze direct and unwavering. She didn't look at the popcorn. She just looked at him. The silence stretched, thin and taut, filled only by the movie's distant explosions. It was a test. He didn't know the question, but he knew he was being tested.

Finally, her gaze dropped to the bowl. "Okay," she breathed, so quietly he almost didn't hear it.

Her fingers brushed against his as she took a handful, a fleeting touch that sent a jolt straight to his groin. A few minutes later, she reached for more. Her hand missed the bowl in the dark, her palm landing squarely on the crotch of his sweatpants.

She snatched her hand back as if she'd been burned. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she whispered, her voice tight.

"No, it's fine," he said, his own voice a rough, unfamiliar rasp. But it was too late. The touch, the sudden, intimate pressure, had done its work. Blood rushed south, and the soft, relaxed state he'd been in vanished. He was getting hard. Fast.

Yooyeon's eyes flickered down. Even in the dim light, she couldn't miss it. The impressive, rapidly-growing bulge straining against the soft fabric of his sweats. She stared for a second, her lips slightly parted. Then she looked back at the screen, but he could feel the shift in the air, the sudden, electric awareness thrumming between them. He is a ghost no more.

Jacob was now fully hard and he could see Yooyeon breathing heavily and fidgeting a bit on the couch.

He had to move. The pressure in his groin was becoming painful, a tight, hot coil of need. The casual movie night had curdled into something tense and predatory.

"Bathroom," he mumbled, shifting awkwardly. He turned, trying to keep his back to the room, but he could feel three pairs of eyes on him, and Yooyeon's was the heaviest, the most knowing. He walked stiffly, one hand in his pocket to try and hold himself down, a futile, pathetic gesture.

In the bathroom, he leaned against the cool wood of the vanity. He flipped on the fan to drown out the sound. His hands trembled as he unzipped his pants. He pissed, a long, shuddering release that did nothing to ease the steel-hard erection. He stared at himself in the mirror. The handsome, chiseled face was flushed, the pupils dilated.

What was that? The question hammered in his skull. The look she gave him. The direct, unblinking stare before she took the popcorn. And the stare at the end, after she touched him. It wasn't the look of someone who was embarrassed. It was the look of someone who was... confirming a suspicion.

He was still lost in thought when the lock on the bathroom door clicked with a soft, definitive sound. He spun around, his heart leaping into his throat.

Yooyeon was standing there. She had locked them in.

She looked at him, then down at the cock still in his hand, then back up to his eyes. Her expression wasn't angry. It wasn't scared. It was something else entirely. A kind of weary certainty.

"So," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "It was you."

Jacob said nothing, his body frozen, a statue caught in the act.

"My ass was so sore," she continued, taking a slow step toward him. Her words were quiet, precise, each one a tiny stone dropped into the silent, tense space between them. "I don't get that drunk from three beers. I don't pass out like that." Another step. "And even if I did... I know my own body, Jacob. I know what it feels like the morning after. And that... that was different. I was... leaking. For hours."

He finally found his voice, a dry, croaking thing. "I don't know what you're talking about."

She was right in front of him now, so close he could feel the warmth radiating from her skin. She didn't flinch from the sight of him, from the hard, angry cock he still held in his hand. She reached out, her fingers gently closing over his, her other hand resting on his chest. She didn't push him away. She held him.

"You could have just asked," she whispered, her eyes locking with his. He saw tears welling in them, but her gaze was steady, unwavering. "I spent the whole day yesterday... worrying. Wondering if I'd been... attacked by some stranger. If I was diseased. If... everything was ruined. All that worry, and it was just you. You idiot." Her voice broke on the last word, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.

She melted against him, the last of her resolve dissolving. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. It wasn't like the desperate, taking kiss he'd given her in her drugged sleep. This one was soft, searching, a question and an answer all at once. Her lips were warm and tasted faintly of cherry lip balm and the salt of her tears.

He was surprised, but his body knew what to do. His arms, of their own accord, wrapped around her waist, lifting her effortlessly off the floor. She was light as a feather in his new, powerful grip. His hands splayed across her back, feeling the delicate knobs of her spine through the soft knit of her shrug. He let one hand drift down, cupping the firm, perfect curve of her ass through the denim of her jeans. The same ass he had violated only days before..

She responded instantly, her legs wrapping around his waist, locking him to her. The kiss deepened, growing from tender and questioning to hungry and demanding. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her tongue dueling with his in a frantic, urgent dance.

She pulled back slightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her forehead resting against his. "Never do that again," she said, her voice a low, fierce whisper. "If I'm going to get fucked by a stud like you... I want to be fully aware of how good it feels."

Then, she began to lower herself, her body sliding down his until her knees rested on the cool tiles of the bathroom floor. She looked up at him, her face a perfect, soft oval in the dim light. His massive, erect cock cast a shadow over her features, the heavy, full balls hanging just below her chin. The sight was so obscene, so perfect, it stole the air from his lungs.

She leaned forward, her pink tongue darting out to lick a slow, deliberate stripe from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip.

A thick bead of clear pre-cum welled up at the tip, then another, and another. It was a continuous, slow leak, an amount that in another man would have constituted a full orgasm. She didn't shy away. She leaned in, her tongue lapping up the viscous fluid, gathering it on her tongue before pulling back slightly to show him. She swirled it around in her mouth, a playful, wicked glint in her eyes, then swallowed it down with a deliberate, throaty gulp.

Then she took him into her mouth.

Her lips, soft and plush, stretched around the wide head of his cock. She didn't try to take it all at once. She was methodical, worshipful. She focused on the tip first, her tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge, her hand coming up to grip the thick shaft, her fingers barely able to close around it. She began to move, taking him a little deeper with each pass, her other hand gently massaging his heavy balls, rolling them in her palm.

Jacob's head fell back, a low groan rumbling in his chest. The sight of her, the perfect, beautiful idol on her knees for him, the feel of her hot, wet mouth, was almost too much. The sheer volume of pre-cum he was leaking was incredible, and she took it all, her throat working as she swallowed, a soft, appreciative hum vibrating around his shaft.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide and dark, a silent communication passing between them. She increased her pace, her head bobbing faster, her strokes becoming more confident, taking him deeper until the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly but didn't pull back, her determination written in the tense line of her shoulders. He could feel himself getting close, the familiar tightening in his groin, the pressure building to an unbearable peak. He grabbed her hair, holding her head in place, his hips starting to thrust, fucking her face with short, sharp movements.

"Yooyeon," he grunted, his voice raw. "I'm gonna..."

She just moaned around his cock, her eyes never leaving his, a silent encouragement. He came with a strangled cry, his body convulsing as he pumped a massive load of cum down her throat. She swallowed as much as she could, her cheeks hollowing, but some of it leaked from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin. When he was finally spent, he pulled out, a final, thick strand of cum connecting her lips to the tip of his cock.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a small, triumphant smile on her face.

"Much better," she said, her voice a husky whisper. "Now, that was an appetizer."

She stood up, her knees shaky, and started to unbutton her jeans. She shimmed out of them, kicking them aside, along with her panties. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, a small strip of dark hair pointing the way to her glistening folds. She took off her shrug and crop top, revealing her perfect, perky breasts.

She turned around, bracing her hands on the vanity counter, presenting her ass to him once again.

"Your turn," she said, looking at him over her shoulder. "And this time, I want to feel it in my pussy."

He didn't need to be told twice. He moved behind her, his already hard cock finding her wet entrance. He slid into her in one smooth, deep stroke, a perfect, tight fit. She let out a loud moan, her back arching as he filled her completely. He started to move, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back to meet his thrusts. The sound of their bodies slapping together, her moans, and his grunts filled the small bathroom.

He looked down, watching his cock disappear into her, her pink lips clinging to him as he pulled out, then swallowing him whole again.

He watched her face in the mirror, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her lips parted. He leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, and covered her mouth with his hand. Her moans became muffled, vibrating against his palm.

"You're mine now," he growled in her ear, his voice a low, dominant rumble. "This tight little pussy is mine. Say it."

She tried to speak, but her words were lost against his hand.

"Say it," he repeated, his thrusts becoming harder, more demanding.

"Yours," she finally managed to gasp out, the word a muffled, desperate plea. "It's yours."

"Good girl," he said, a dark satisfaction coiling in his gut. "Are you on the pill?"

She shook her head, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.

"Good," he said, and with a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, releasing another massive, torrential load of cum deep into her pussy.

He could feel her body convulsing around him, her own orgasm ripping through her, her muffled cries of pleasure echoing against his hand.

He stayed inside her until the last tremor of her orgasm subsided, his cock softening just enough for him to feel the slick, wet heat of her. She was panting, her body limp against the counter. He slowly pulled out, watching as a thick river of his cum trickled down her inner thigh. A primal surge of possessiveness washed over him. He had marked her, inside and out.

Before they could savor the moment further, a sharp knock rattled the bathroom door.

"Yooyeon? Are you okay in there? You've been there forever," Seoyeon's voice called out, laced with concern. "The movie's almost over."

Panic seized them both. Yooyeon's eyes went wide, her hands flying to her discarded clothes. "Shit, shit, shit," she whispered, frantically pulling up her jeans. "How are we going to do this? We can't go out together."

Jacob's mind raced. The door was locked, but Seoyeon was persistent. They couldn't risk being seen. There was only one way.

"Trust me," he said, his voice urgent. He closed his eyes, focusing on the familiar, dislocating sensation. "Don't scream."

He vanished.

Yooyeon gasped, stumbling back a step as the space where he had been was suddenly empty. Her eyes darted around the small room, wide with disbelief.

"What the...?" she breathed, her hand covering her mouth.

"Just open the door," Jacob's disembodied voice whispered, seeming to come from the air beside her. "Act normal."

With a trembling hand, Yooyeon unlocked the door and pulled it open. Seoyeon was standing there, her brow furrowed. "Are you sick? You look flushed."

"Just... a little indigestion from the chicken," Yooyeon said, her voice impressively steady as she slipped past her friend and back into the living room. As she passed through the doorway, Jacob slipped out behind her, a silent, unseen shadow.

He padded silently down the hall to the spare bedroom he sometimes used, the one that had become his since he'd moved back in. Inside, he let the power drop, the world snapping back into focus around him. He took a deep, steadying breath, ran a hand through his hair to muss it up, and walked casually back toward the living room.

"Everything okay in there?" he asked, directing the question at no one in particular as he approached the couch.

Sohyun glanced over. "Yooyeon was dying in the bathroom."

"Feeling better," Yooyeon said, her eyes finding his for a split second. A tiny, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips before she looked away. "Just needed a minute."

The credits for the first movie were rolling. "Well, that was terrible," Nakyoung declared, stretching. "We need a palate cleanser. How about another one?"

The group agreed, a new debate immediately erupting over what to watch next. Jacob settled back onto the small couch, this time letting his arm rest along the back behind Yooyeon. He could feel the warmth of her body, a silent, electric current passing between them in the dark. He could still smell her on him, a faint, sweet scent that mingled with the clean, manufactured scent of the bathroom soap.

Leaning in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear, Jacob whispered, the words a warm, secret puff of air. "How about we have some more fun?"

Before she could answer, he stood up, a casual, easy movement that drew no suspicion. "I'll get us some water," he announced to the room. "You all look like you could use it."

He returned a minute later, a glass of water in each hand. He distributed them with a charming smile. "For my favorite critics," he said, handing one to Sohyun, then Xinyu. Soyeon and Nakyoung took theirs with grateful nods. He saved Yooyeon for last, leaning over her to place the glass on the small table beside the couch.

As he did, he let his fingers brush her arm, his voice a barely audible murmur meant only for her. "Don't worry," he whispered. "This one's clean."

He straightened up, taking a sip from his own glass as he retook his seat. He watched as the other girls drank, their thirst from the salty snacks and soda genuine. Yooyeon looked at her glass, then at him, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes before she took a small, tentative sip.

The second movie started, another mindless action flick. The minutes ticked by. Ten. Then fifteen. He saw it happen in stages. Sohyun was the first, her head lolling to the side, her soft snores barely audible over the movie's score. Then Xinyu, slumping against Sohyun, her body going limp. Nakyoung fought it, her head bobbing, her eyelids fluttering, but she too eventually succumbed, her head slumping back against the couch cushions.

Finally, there was only Seoyeon. She was trying, her body rigid with the effort of staying awake. "So... tired," she mumbled, her words thick and slurred. "Movie's... boring..."

Her head lolled forward, her chin resting on her chest. She was out.

The room was silent now, save for the sounds from the television and the soft, even breathing of four sleeping girls. Jacob turned to Yooyeon. She was watching him, her eyes wide and awake, a look of dawning comprehension and sheer, unadulterated terror on her face.

"What did you do?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Jacob just smiled, a slow, predatory stretching of his lips. "I told you," he said, his voice a low, soft purr. "More fun."

He stood up and walked over to the larger couch, surveying his handiwork. They were a collection of beautiful, oblivious dolls, left for him to play with. He looked back at Yooyeon, a silent command in his eyes. He crooked a finger, beckoning her.

She hesitated, her body frozen in place. He could see the war raging within her, the fear warring with the strange, dark curiosity that had drawn her to him in the bathroom. Finally, slowly, she got up and walked over to him.

He put a hand on the small of her back, applying a firm, steady pressure, guiding her forward. She bent at the waist, her hands bracing herself on the back of the couch, her body draped over her friend's sleeping form. Seoyeon stirred but didn't wake, muttering something incoherent in her sleep.

The position was obscene. Yooyeon's ass was pushed out, presented to him, her face inches from her friend's placid, dreaming one. Jacob's hands went to the button of her jeans, the same ones he'd watched her pull on just an hour ago. He undid them, the sound of the zipper loud in the quiet room. He tugged them down, along with her panties, the denim pooling around her knees.

His cock was already hard, a heavy, insistent weight. He took it in hand, the head flushed and leaking, and pressed it against the slick folds of her pussy. He could see the glisten of his previous load still clinging to her lips.

He entered her slowly, deliberately, savoring the feeling of her tight heat enveloping him once more. She let out a soft, choked gasp, her body tensing. He bottomed out, his hips flush against her ass, the weight of him pinning her over her friend.

He started to move, a slow, deep rhythm that had the couch springs protesting softly. He watched her in the dim glow of the television screen, her head bowed, her hair cascading down to hide her face. But he could feel her response, the subtle clenching of her pussy around him, the way her body arched to meet his thrusts.

His hands roamed over her back, her ass, gripping her hips, pulling her back onto him with each stroke. He leaned forward, covering her body with his, his lips finding the sensitive skin behind her ear.

"You feel so good," he growled, his voice a low, possessive rumble. "So fucking tight. And all mine."

He reached out with one of his hands to grope Nakyoung's breasts, as he continued to pound Yooyeon's fertile pussy from behind.

He reached out, his arm stretching across the short distance between the couches. His hand landed on Nakyoung, who was slumped against the armrest, her head tipped back. His fingers found the soft weight of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He squeezed gently, a proprietary, possessive gesture. He was a king surveying his territory, a collector appreciating his prizes. The dual sensations were a maddening symphony: the tight, wet heat of Yooyeon's pussy gripping him, milking him with every deep stroke, and the soft, yielding unfamiliarity of Nakyoung's breast in his palm. The juxtaposition was intoxicating, a power so absolute it felt like a dream.

He could feel Yooyeon's body begin to tremble, a fine, high-frequency vibration that started in her thighs and traveled up her spine. Her breath hitched, catching in her throat. He knew she was close. He reached around with his other hand, pressing two fingers against her lips. She took them in immediately, sucking on them eagerly, her tongue swirling around the digits, her desperate moans muffled by the makeshift gag.

Her orgasm ripped through her, a silent, violent storm. Her body convulsed, her back arching, her pussy clamping down on his cock like a vise. He could feel the waves of pleasure washing over her, her legs shaking, a final, strangled gasp escaping around his fingers. When it was over, she went completely limp, a ragdoll draped over the couch.

He held himself inside her for a moment longer, savoring the aftershocks of her orgasm. Then, he carefully pulled out, a soft, wet sucking sound marking his departure. He lifted her gently, his strength effortless, and lowered her to the plush carpet, arranging her limbs in a semblance of sleep. She was a beautiful, spent thing, her skin flushed, her lips slightly swollen.

He stood up, his cock still hard, still slick with her juices. He looked at the larger couch, at the four sleeping forms. His sister, Seoyeon, was in the middle, her face turned toward him, peaceful and trusting. He walked over to her, a slow, deliberate stride. He reached down, his fingers gently tilting her head back, exposing the smooth column of her throat and the innocent line of her jaw.

He stood over her, his fist wrapped around his cock, stroking himself. He was close, the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine. He aimed the head at her face, at her smooth, unblemished skin.

With a guttural groan, he came. It was a massive, explosive release. The first thick rope of cum landed across her cheek, a pearly white streak against her sleeping face. Another followed, catching her on the bridge of her nose, a drop clinging to her long eyelashes. He pumped himself, milking every last drop, painting her face with his seed, marking her in the most primal way possible.

Her face was a mess, a canvas of his pleasure. He watched as a thick glob of cum slowly trickled down the side of her face, toward the corner of her lips. He reached out, his finger gently gathering the fluid. He hesitated for a moment, then carefully, reverently, he pushed his finger, slick with his own cum, between her lips. Her lips parted instinctively, and he slid his finger inside, feeling the wet warmth of her mouth, the softness of her tongue. He could feel the ghost of a response, a subconscious swallow. The intimacy of the act, the violation of it, sent a final, powerful shudder through him.

Yooyeon stirred, a soft groan escaping her lips as she pushed herself up from the carpet. She blinked, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light. Her gaze fell upon the couch, on her sleeping friends. Then she saw it. Seoyeon's face, glistening in the flickering light of the television, a web of pearly white cum drying on her skin. Her eyes widened in shock, a silent gasp caught in her throat.

"Jacob..." she whispered, her voice a mix of horror and a strange, twisted awe.

He was still standing there, his spent cock in hand, a look of profound satisfaction on his face.

Yooyeon scrambled to her feet, her movements clumsy and uncertain. She looked from him to her friend, a war of emotions playing out across her face. "What... why?" she finally managed to ask.

He just shrugged, a lazy, indifferent gesture. "I wanted to."

She shook her head, a slow, deliberate movement. "After all that... all that talk about marking me... about wanting to cum inside me..." She walked over to the couch, her eyes fixed on Seoyeon's face. She reached out, her fingers gently wiping away the worst of the mess, using the hem of her own shirt. "You waste it all on her face."

She looked back at him, her eyes dark with a possessive hunger that mirrored his own. "I'm disappointed," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. "All that cum... if you were going to bruise my poor cervix anyway, you should have shot every last drop deep inside me where it belongs."

A slow, satisfied grin spread across Jacob's face. He closed the distance between them, his hands wrapping around her naked waist, pulling her flush against him. The fabric of his hoodie was rough against her smooth skin, a stark reminder of the power imbalance thrumming between them. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo and the lingering musk of their sex.

"Does this mean you're officially mine?" he murmured, his voice a deep, possessive rumble against her ear. "Because I need to tell you, Yooyeon... I need this. Often. The pressure... it builds."

She leaned into him, her body pliant and warm. For a long moment, she was silent, her head resting against his chest. He could feel the steady, rapid beat of her heart.

"I don't know," she finally said, her voice soft, almost sad. "I don't know if I can handle all of you by myself, Jacob." She pulled back slightly, looking up at him, her eyes gleaming with a sudden, calculating light. "You need an outlet. More than one."

She paused, letting the idea hang in the air. "Jiwoo," she said, the name a carefully chosen word. "Jiwoo seemed to have a good impression of you. And her thing with her boyfriend... it's been rocky. She's unhappy. She's been looking for a reason."