The Cat of the Fish Shop (5)
“……You’re going to show me your cock, right?”
Seolhwa’s words came without a trace of shame or hesitation. It was as if she had been waiting for exactly this moment—the demand spilling out of her the instant the chance appeared—and I swallowed hard.
I had promised to grant her a wish in a rush of urgency, but I had only been thinking of something like buying her a meal. Never in a million years had I imagined she would make a request this bold.
“…….”
That was the normal reaction, of course. Not imagining it—being incapable of imagining it—was what a normal person would do. I had underestimated her badly.
And of course I had. Seolhwa was not some ordinary girl; she was the same vicious little pervert who had been hounding me relentlessly and sending me dirty pictures over DM. The second I said I would grant her a wish, I should have braced myself for something weird.
Regret hit me immediately, but it was already too late. When my face went blank and I failed to answer right away, the rims of Seolhwa’s eyes started turning red again.
“……So you won’t.”
Her voice was weak. A single fat tear welled at the corner of her eye, trembling on the brink of falling.
The moment I saw that tear about to drop, instinct told me that if I hesitated any longer she would start crying again.
“Ah—okay!”
I refused to become the garbage who made a girl cry twice in five minutes, so I blurted it out in a panic.
“I-I’ll show you. I’ll show you, so don’t cry. Got it?”
“……Really?”
“Yeah. Really. For real.”
I repeated it like a vow until Seolhwa slowly nodded.
“……Okay. Then I’ll believe Oppa just one more time.”
“Ah—yeah. Thanks…….”
……Is this even something I should be thanking her for?
The question had barely formed before Seolhwa, who had been leaning against me, took a step back. She said nothing, but her faintly reddened eyes flicked down to my waistband. The message was clear: I had promised to show her, so hurry up and pull my pants down.
“Hey, Seolhwa.”
“……Yes?”
“It’s kind of hard to strip when you’re staring at me like that…….”
This wasn’t family, and it wasn’t a girlfriend. Pulling my pants down in front of a junior girl I had met for the first time today was just plain awkward—never mind that we had already seen each other naked.
I scratched the back of my neck, mumbling. Seolhwa’s cheeks flushed a little.
“Ah, ah……. Right. Th-then I’ll cover my eyes for a second. Is that okay……?”
She spread her palms over both eyes. At a glance it looked complete, but I saw it clearly: her fingers were slightly parted so she could peek at me through the gaps.
“…….”
I considered calling her out, then decided there was no point. She was going to see it in a second anyway.
Half resigned, I hooked my thumbs into my waistband and shoved my pants down. The cock that had swollen hard from touching her body sprang free, standing tall as if it had no idea what ceiling meant.
“……Done.”
Seolhwa’s hands—which had never really been covering anything—fell away. Her gaze dropped slowly, found my cock standing rigidly just below my hips, and she sucked in a sharp breath.
“W-wow…….”
She let out a pure, childlike gasp of wonder, cheeks blazing scarlet. She kept murmuring “……wow, wow” under her breath, unable to leave her lips alone, then looked up at me with eyes full of excitement.
“O-Oppa……?”
“……What?”
“It’s, um…… really…… really big……?”
Not that I was bragging, but I had never actually seen anyone bigger than me. I glanced away and answered as if it were nothing.
“I don’t know. Isn’t this about average?”
“A-are guys usually this big? This is only the second time I’ve ever seen one in real life…….”
She trailed off in a daze, then clapped both hands over her mouth in shock at her own words.
“When was the first time?”
“……This morning.”
So the first one had been mine, and the second one was also mine. Someone who looked like she could wrap every man on earth around her finger was saying things this innocent. The gap—between that face and the way she acted—was so huge I couldn’t help laughing.
When I snorted, Seolhwa’s brow twitched in displeasure.
“Wh-why are you laughing……?”
“No reason.”
Because you looked so cute being pure like that—if I said that, she would hate it, right? I brushed it off and changed the subject. Seolhwa gave me a sulky look, then stepped closer.
“……I want a better look.”
Without waiting for permission she dropped to her knees. In that short T-shirt that left her lower belly and the valley of her chest completely exposed, and those dolphin shorts, she put my cock right in front of her face and exhaled a thick, warm breath.
The hot air hit the head and my lower body jerked on reflex. The tip of my twitching cock brushed across her lips. Seolhwa flinched and almost pulled back—then bit her lower lip lightly and instead brought her face even closer.
“……Oppa.”
From a distance where her lukewarm breath was still touching my cock, she lifted only her eyes.
“C-can I touch it myself……?”
“…….”
The second she had asked me to show it to her, I had more or less expected a request like this. I was already resigned, so I nodded readily.
“……G-go ahead.”
I heard the wet click of her throat as she swallowed. Looking obviously nervous, Seolhwa carefully reached out and wrapped her fingers around my cock.
The soft pads of her fingertips settled against the rigid, blood-filled shaft, and a sensation I had never felt in my life ran straight up my spine.
……Whoa.
So this was what it felt like when a girl touched your cock. She was only holding it with those soft fingers and my whole back went cool. Seolhwa stared at it with a mix of curiosity, tension, and excitement, then slowly brought her lips close and pressed a light kiss right to the tip of the head.
“……What are you doing?”
“……Huh? What?”
“I said, what are you doing.”
I meant Why did you suddenly kiss it?, but Seolhwa must have misunderstood. She jumped, cheeks flaming.
“Ah……. Sorry, I’m sorry. ……I-I’ll start right now.”
She tucked her hair behind her ear. Then she parted her lips a little and carefully took the head of my cock into her mouth.
The damp, faintly warm inside of her cheek pressed against the glans. Startled, I put a hand on the side of her head.
“……Chup—how is it?”
With my cock in her mouth her words came out thick and slurred. She rolled her eyes up to look at me.
……That wasn’t what I meant. I hadn’t told her to put it in her mouth. I should explain. But my mental fortitude was nowhere near strong enough to shut down the first blowjob of my life on the spot.
……I’ve suffered enough for this.
Just this once, it wouldn’t be so bad to enjoy the service she was giving me. Thinking that trashy thought, I stroked her hair like I was praising her.
“……Yeah. You’re doing good.”
“Ah—yes…….”
When I smiled while petting her hair, Seolhwa’s cheeks went red under my gaze. Watching this girl who had been so brazen a moment ago get flustered over a single word of praise while she diligently sucked my cock made a quiet greed start rising inside me.
Greed—or maybe sadism was the better word.
Looking so innocent, so cute, eyes tilted up at me as if she wanted more praise—it kept making me want to mess with her.
“Seolhwa.”
“Mm, chup……. Yes, eh……?”
“……Can you do it a little harder?”
I knew perfectly well she was inexperienced and clumsy, that she was already trying her best to move her head. Even so I deliberately placed my hand on the back of her hair and pressed down.
The head slid in as if gliding against the roof of her mouth, pushing deep into the back of her throat. The thick, long thing brushing the entrance of her throat must have felt unfamiliar; Seolhwa let out a suffering little moan and looked faintly distressed—but she showed zero intention of letting go of my cock. If anything she started sucking even harder.
She pressed her tongue against the underside where the head met the shaft, drooling heavily to make everything slick, licking me thoroughly while looking up. The slightly clumsy, thoroughly affectionate blowjob made my cock throb.
The urge to come was climbing. I looked down and met her eyes.
“Seolhwa.”
“……Huff, huff, yes.”
Just saying her name in a low voice was enough for her to catch on. She sped up, bobbing her head diligently. Her fingers formed a ring around the base and squeezed in time, while her tongue flicked and tapped the sensitive spots on the head, urging me on. Hanging onto my hips like she was begging me to fill her mouth, Seolhwa made wet, lewd little chok, chok sounds as she sucked.
“……I’m gonna come.”
“Hngh, chup…….”
The climax punched through every limit. Pleasure past the breaking point tore the orgasm out of me. My cock went completely out of control, jerking and pumping for what felt like forever, flooding Seolhwa’s mouth with cum.
“……Hngh, mm.”
She took every drop, then gently suckled the remaining cum from my cock until she had claimed it all. Afterward she covered her mouth with one hand and looked up at me with eyes that said, I-I did well…… right?
Wanting to praise her, I scratched under her chin the way you would a pet. Seolhwa seemed satisfied; she shuddered from the waist and swallowed the cum in greedy gulps.
“Huff, haa, heh, nngh…….”
As if to prove she had swallowed every last bit, she parted her lips slightly. It was a simple gesture, but to my eyes it looked obscenely erotic.
So, as if something had possessed me, I lightly caught her chin.
“Ah…….”
“Seolhwa.”
“……Yes, Oppa.”
She answered meekly, looking up at me with eyes full of expectation. To meet that expectation I reached out with my other hand—toward the chest I still hadn’t touched—
──Brrring, brrri-ri-ring!
“…….”
“…….”
The phone rang like it was deliberately killing the mood.
……Not mine. Hers.
“…….”
“…….”
──Brrri-ri-ring, brrri-ring!
“……Ugh.”
Its presence was far too loud to ignore and keep going. I awkwardly pulled my hand back and jerked my chin toward the sound.
“Y-you should probably get that……? It might be important.”
“Ah, yes……. J-just a second.”
Seolhwa rose stiffly and went to her phone.
“Hello, this is Seolhwa.”
“……Huu.”
Out of her line of sight, standing behind her, I raked a hand through my hair.
Ah, for real…….
Who the hell interrupts at a timing this perfect? No manners at all—who calls during lunch? Has this person never lived in society?
Whoever it was, the second I found out—if it was someone I knew, I was going to—
“……Huh? Mom? Is that you?”
“…….”
“Mm, it is Mom. Your number changed? Did you get a new phone?”
Ah. It was Seolhwa’s mother…….
I unclenched the fist I had made and let the tension drain out.
……Anyway, conversations with family are private. I pulled my pants back on first and stepped out of the room to wait until she finished.
“Mm, yes. I’m eating properly. ……Where am I right now? Uh, um, a friend’s place. A college classmate’s house is right in front of campus, so we ordered delivery and were eating together.”
“……You want to talk to them? Ah, I can’t. They’re in the bathroom right now. It’ll take a little while.”
“A photo……? Ah, hang on a second…….”
The room we had been in was a studio-slash-dressing room with soundproofing, so I couldn’t catch every word, but it didn’t sound like anything urgent. From the snatches about meals and friends, it was just casual talk.
There was no need and no reason to eavesdrop, so I leaned against the living-room wall and waited at ease. By my count it was a little under three minutes before Seolhwa carefully opened the door and came out.
“Oppa, the call’s over.”
“Yeah. Your mom?”
“Yes. Asking if I’m eating well, if I’m attending classes properly—things like that.”
“Ah, really? Sounds like she cares a lot about you.”
“W-well, yeah? I’m her daughter. Of course she’s interested…….”
She didn’t seem to want to talk about family; she gave an awkward little smile and nodded.
Ah, right—she said her household was strict.
Did her parents keep a tight leash on her? If so, it would be the complete opposite of my half-neglectful family.
I went back into the room and sat in front of the pizza box. Seolhwa followed and sat across from me. With the almost-cold pizza between us we both flinched and looked away at the same time.
……Somehow this is even more awkward.
We should have gone all the way while the mood was still hot. The phone call had killed everything, and now the atmosphere was stiffer than when we first walked in.
I opened the pizza box without a word and checked the clock.
12:35.
Fifth period would start soon.
“We’re almost out of time……. W-want at least a slice of pizza before you go?”
“Ah, yes…….”
Of course it was stone cold. Seolhwa and I each picked up a slice and chewed mechanically.
“……Nom.”
“Is the pizza okay?”
“Huh? Ah, yes. It’s fine. It’s good.”
“Ah, yeah? Glad to hear it.”
“…….”
“…….”
……What is this, a first-time blind date?
I couldn’t even tell if the pizza was going into my mouth or my nose. Seolhwa seemed the same; she picked at her slice, half-eating it, then hesitantly stood up.
“Oppa, I think the dryer should be done by now……. I should get going.”
“Ah, you want to?”
I shouldn’t have, but relief slipped into my voice before I could stop it. Seolhwa was just as flustered, though, and didn’t seem to notice; she bowed at a perfect ninety degrees.
“Thank you for lending me the clothes. I’ll wash your noona’s clothes and bring them back.”
“No need. You’re busy enough—just leave them. Drop them in the laundry basket before you go and I’ll wash them.”
“Ah, understood. Then…….”
Phone in hand, Seolhwa grabbed the doorknob—then suddenly froze. Something seemed to occur to her late; she looked back at me.
“Um, Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“I-if it’s okay with you…….”
She held her phone out with both hands.
“C-could you…… give me your number?”
“My number?”
Didn’t she already have it? When I just stared, she must have misread it; she started to pull her hands back, hesitant.
“Ah, I’m sorry. Y-you don’t want to, of course……?”
“No, I’ll give it to you. Hand me the phone.”
The screen was already unlocked, so I typed my number in and gave it back.
“There. My number. If anything happens, contact me.”
“……Am I not allowed to contact you when nothing’s happening?”
She looked down at me with a shy little face.
“…….”
For a second I went completely still, like I’d turned to stone.
“……E-excuse me!”
Apparently embarrassed by her own words, Seolhwa’s face went bright red; she bolted out without waiting for an answer.
Creak, click.
Thud, thud—!
Rustle, clank.
……Beep, chirp.
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, I stayed exactly where I was until I heard Seolhwa change clothes in the living room, open the front door, and leave the house.
Only long after she was gone did the thought finally hit me—Should I have walked her out……?—but by then it was way too late.
In the end I just sat in front of the completely cold pizza box like an idiot, rubbing the back of my neck.
“……Ugh.”
Is something wrong with my head……?
I didn’t really know why.
Or maybe it was just my imagination.
But Seolhwa—the vicious little pervert who used to chase me around—
“…….”
was starting to look a little…… cute.