The Client Who Wanted Something Normal
The client was different from the rest.
Late thirties.
A well-pressed shirt, impeccable posture.
Yet, there was something about his face; it was so perfect it looked exhausted.
"I heard you fulfill any request here."
"That's right. What can we do for you?"
"..."
The man hesitated for a moment.
"It's nothing special. Nothing perverted, either."
"..."
"I heard rumors about... Yu Harin? I'd like to request her. Just keep it normal. Like we're dating."
Yura fell silent for a moment.
He was a strange client.
He didn't have a bizarre story of being rejected elsewhere, nor did he have any hidden, twisted desires. He had singled out a specific person and ordered "normal."
Does this man really have nothing to hide?
She looked a bit closer.
The perfect shirt, the expensive watch, the flawless manner of speaking.
But on his finger, there was only a faint mark where a wedding ring used to be.
A man who had lived an extraordinary life.
A man for whom everything was a transaction, and every relationship was a calculation.
No. The one thing this man has never been able to have is normalcy.
He's bought everything extraordinary, but he's never once received ordinary affection.
So the answer isn't erotic technique, but genuine-feeling affection.
"We can do that," Yura replied softly.
"However, I'll tell Harin to make it real, not an act. That will suit you better."
The man's eyes wavered slightly.
He looked as if he had been caught.
"...How did you know? I only asked for something normal."
"Because for someone who goes out of their way to buy normalcy with money, normalcy is the most precious thing of all."
"..."
"Don't worry. We'll give you a truly wonderful time."
The man gave a small nod.
A person who had done nothing but make transactions his entire life had come to buy something that didn't feel like a transaction for the very first time.
When Yu Harin came in, Yura gave her a different order than usual.
"This time, don't act like it's your first experience. Just act like a long-term lover. Be affectionate."
"..."
Yu Harin smiled faintly.
"That's the hardest one. Making it feel real."
In the room, the lighting was dimmed to a warm hue.
As soon as the door closed, Yu Harin shed her trembling act.
Instead, she sat naturally beside him, like someone who had known him for a long time.
"Were you tired today?"
"...Pardon?"
"It's written all over your face. You had a lot of work, didn't you?"
The man was momentarily lost for words.
It had been a long time since anyone had asked him something like that.
Yu Harin slowly untied his necktie.
She didn't rush.
Unbuttoning his shirt one by one, she gently placed her palm against his bare chest.
"Your heart is beating fast."
"...Because you're doing this."
"Me too. Look. I'm actually nervous because of you."
She pulled his hand and placed it on her own chest.
Through her bra, a truly rapid heartbeat pulsed against his palm.
The man pulled her into an embrace.
It wasn't rough.
Slowly, as if confirming something he had long yearned for, he kissed her.
Their tongues tangled softly, making quiet, wet sounds.
Slurp... chu... slurp...
"Ah..."
A soft moan escaped Yu Harin's lips.
It wasn't an act.
The man caressed her cheek, brushing back her hair.
The kiss deepened and stretched.
Like people who had no reason to rush, they lingered for a long time with just their lips pressed together.
"...It's my first time kissing someone for this long, too."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes. Strangely... I like this the most."
"Then let's do it more. We have plenty of time. Today is entirely yours."
Their lips met again.
Their tongues slowly intertwined, sharing each other's breath.
The unhurried kiss continued for a long while.
Meanwhile, their hands slowly traced each other's backs and waists.
Yu Harin climbed onto his lap, pressing her bare breasts against his chest.
As their skin met, their body heat slowly mingled.
He laid her down on the bed and stripped away the rest of her clothes.
Without rushing, he took in her exposed body with his eyes.
He slowly stroked her shoulders, waist, and thighs with his palms.
As if admiring, as if treasuring.
"...You're beautiful."
"Hearing that from a client feels strange. It feels sincere."
"It is sincere. I don't act for someone like you."
As he took the tip of her breast into his mouth, her nipple quickly grew hard.
Rolling it with his tongue, he gently cupped her other breast with his free hand.
The soft flesh yielded pliantly inside his palm.
Suck... squish... suck...
As he rolled her nipple with his tongue and bit it gently, Yu Harin gasped.
"Ah... ♡"
"Does it feel good?"
"...Yes... ♡"
Yu Harin's hands weren't idle either.
She slowly caressed his back and the nape of his neck.
Without a clear giver or receiver, their hands wandered over each other.
"It's been a long time... since I've touched someone like this, together."
"Me too... ah... me too."
The man's hand slid down between her legs, rubbing her clitoris in circular motions.
Rub... squish... wet.
She was already soaked.
"Ah... ♡ Right there..."
"Here?"
"Yes... slowly... just like that..."
The man lowered himself and kissed between her legs.
As his tongue gently rolled over her clitoris, Yu Harin's hips twitched.
He slowly licked up her wet flesh, taking the tiny bud into his mouth to suck on it.
Her legs trembled weakly over his shoulders.
"Ah... ♡ You don't have to... go that far..."
"I want to. I don't like it when only one of us enjoys it."
The man inserted a finger.
The narrow, hot inner walls clung to his finger.
Increasing it from one to two, he slowly swept inside her.
With his thumb, he rubbed her clitoris in circles, stimulating both spots at once.
As his fingertips found and pressed against her sensitive spot inside, Yu Harin's hips bucked.
Squelch... squish... squelch...!
The wet sounds grew louder with every movement of his hand.
Yu Harin gripped his shoulders, her hips swaying gently.
It was an honest movement, trying to feel his fingers even deeper.
"Ah... ♡ It feels so good... really..."
"Not acting?"
"No... this is... ah ♡..."
He positioned his body.
Gently parting her legs, he pressed his tip against her wet entrance.
His glans slowly stretched the opening, pushing into the tight flesh inch by inch.
He didn't rush, matching the pace at which she accepted him.
The hot, soft inner walls slowly hugged his shaft.
When he reached all the way inside, both of them held their breath.
They were close enough to feel each other's pulse at the point of connection.
He paused for a moment, savoring the sensation without moving.
"Haaah... ♡"
"...You're so warm."
"You can... move. Slowly."
Looking at each other, he slowly moved his hips.
Was this... always this good?
Just this, with nothing special about it.
It wasn't violent.
Deep penetration, a slow withdrawal, and then all the way back in.
With every stroke, a quiet, wet sound echoed from where they joined.
Slip... squish... slip...
They looked into each other's eyes, never breaking contact.
Every time their flesh met, it made a tender sound.
"Ah... ♡ Doing it... while looking at each other like this... it's my first time..."
"Me too. With someone like you."
"Liar."
"It's true. There aren't many clients who look at me with eyes like yours."
For a moment, both of them forgot their words and just stared at each other.
The boundary between acting and sincerity blurred right there.
The man held her tighter.
Through their pressed chests, his racing heart was transmitted directly to her.
The warmth of ordinary flesh strangely filled his heart.
As the climax drew near, he deliberately stopped his hips.
He didn't want it to end yet.
"...Why did you stop?"
"...Not yet."
"I want to stay like this a little longer."
As he stopped while fully buried inside her, her inner walls gently squeezed his shaft.
Even without movement, the place where they joined throbbed on its own.
"Ah... ♡ Even without moving... I can feel it..."
"I know. Me too."
Yu Harin slowly stroked his back.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him in deeper.
"Then let's stay like this a bit longer. There's no rush."
With their foreheads pressed together, only the sound of their breathing passed between them.
A moment suspended in time pooled warmly between them.
Then, he began to move slowly again.
"Ah... ♡ Now... let's go together..."
"...Yes. Together."
Their clasped hands tightened.
The movement of his hips grew slightly faster.
For the first time, a hint of desperation mixed into the tender touch.
Her inner flesh squeezed his shaft softly.
Buried deep inside her, the man went all the way.
"Ahhh... ♡!"
A warm sensation spread inside her.
It was a climax marked by relief rather than passion.
The strength slowly drained from the arms the man had wrapped around her.
It felt as if something he had held back for a long time had melted away inside.
Yet, neither of them wanted to end it just yet.
"...Can we do it one more time?"
"Of course. Slowly, again."
Yu Harin helped him up, and this time, she climbed on top.
Facing him, she slowly lowered her hips.
Her tight flesh swallowed his still-hard shaft once more.
"Ah... ♡ It's... it's deep again..."
"Let's go slowly. We have plenty of time."
Looking into each other's eyes, they moved to a slow rhythm.
It was a second time with no need to rush.
Yu Harin wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his.
Slip... slip... squish...
A tender sound echoed every time their skin met.
It was a union deeper and more relaxed than the first.
"Ah... ♡ This time... I want to go together..."
"Yes. Together."
With her hips moving faster and faster, Yu Harin's breath grew ragged.
The slowly built climax washed over both of them at the same time.
Once again, the man poured his warmth deep inside her.
Even though it was the second time, it was just as tender as the first.
It was a night filled not with wild passion, but with warmth.
For the first time, the man smiled, looking regretful that their time was ending.
Like someone who had finally obtained a moment that money could never buy.
Yu Harin held him, remaining still for a long time.
Even after it was over, they didn't separate.
The man slowly stroked her back.
Without either of them prompting it, they held each other like that for a long while.
No one got up until their sweat had cooled.
The man, now dressed, remained silent for a long time.
"...I guess this kind of normalcy was what I missed the most. Even though it's something money couldn't buy."
"..."
"I had everything, but I didn't have this. Just... one person looking at another."
Yura responded calmly.
"Come back when you miss it again. We sell normalcy, too."
"...A shop that sells normalcy. How strange."
"It's because only strange clients come here. The ones for whom normalcy is the most precious thing."
For the first time, the man smiled without looking exhausted.
His face wasn't that of someone who had bought a service, but of someone who had met another human being after a long time.
His steps as he left were much lighter than when he had arrived.
Yura added another entry to her regular client list.
Seven cases.
A pervert or a normal person—in the end, they were the same.
They were all people receiving what they couldn't get anywhere else.
Yu Harin came out, tying up her hair.
"Boss. That client wasn't a pervert."
"Is there really a definition for a pervert? Anyone who wants what they don't have is a pervert."
"Then normalcy was the biggest perversion for that client."
"You could say that."
Yu Harin chuckled and walked out.
Yura's phone rang.
An unknown number.
A photo was attached to the message.
It was a costume of an old cartoon character.
The corners of Yura's mouth twitched upward.
This one is for Minchae.
It was the next client.