Full Course Date (1)
Haena Im is insanely beautiful. If I had to pin it down within that beauty, she's usually on the sexy side, but sometimes she shows these cute moments. Like right now.
"Uuuungh..."
Still half-asleep, the moment I entered her room to wake her, she clung to me like a baby koala. Even after I stood up with her wrapped around me like that, she kept right on sleeping. Arms locked around my neck, legs wrapped tight around my waist—she stuck to me perfectly. When I hugged her back, she melted into me with a sigh and drifted off again.
Normally, anyone—even the hottest, most perfect person—looks a mess right after waking up. Morning breath, bedhead, the works. But not Haena Im. No humiliation whatsoever. Was I just blinded by love?
"Haena, come on, wake up even if it's tough. We have a date today, remember?"
"...Then... carry me... to the bathroom..."
How the hell was I supposed to carry her to the bathroom while she was glued to me like this? If she were fully awake, this would be the last thing she'd ever ask for. She's always super paranoid about Mom finding out about us.
...But wait. Why not? Even if we ran into Yebin on the way, she's already my slave—she'd just accept whatever I'm doing with Haena. And Lea wouldn't bat an eye at something like this either. Plus, we never even cross paths with them at mealtimes anyway.
With that in mind, I scooped Haena up by her ass with both hands and carried her out of the room toward the bathroom.
I set her down on the fancy vanity counter in the bathroom, gently stroking her back to wake her.
"Haena, time to get up..."
She squirmed a little and mumbled,
"...Take off... my clothes..."
How was I supposed to undress her while she was still hanging on me? I pried her arms from around my neck first, then unbuttoned her pajamas one by one. A sheer black mesh bra barely containing her tits popped into view, teasing me. Once I slipped that off too, her pale white breasts bounced free.
Fuck, it was tempting as hell, but I held back. Next, her legs. I barely unwrapped them from my waist and tried tugging down her pajama pants, but she wouldn't lift her hips at all.
"Lift your ass a bit, okay?"
"...Ahng... Kangmo... perv... be gentle..."
What the hell was this woman saying? I let her rewrap her arms around my neck, hoisted her up, yanked her pants and panties down past her ass, then sat her back on the counter and stripped them off completely.
Was this what it felt like raising a newborn? I had to do everything for her.
Finally done undressing her with all that effort, and what does she say next?
"...Wash me..."
Give me a fucking break. I'd fought off a raging hard-on to do all this, and now?
When were we ever gonna make it to the date? The amusement park and aquarium had flexible entry times, so that was fine. But the shows and restaurants I'd reserved? Those had strict schedules.
Fine, she needed a wash. I carried her to the tub and laid her down. A splash of water should wake her up, right?
—Shwooooosh.
I turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature carefully until it was perfect. Normally, water hitting your body would snap you awake, yeah? Not Haena. She showed zero signs of stirring. At this point, was she faking it on purpose?
I dragged a chair into the shower stall, sat her on it, and started shampooing her hair from the top down.
"Miss Haena Im... feeling refreshed? Come on, wake up."
Fuck, no matter how careful I was, water was splashing everywhere on my clothes. I stripped down quick—already showered once today, but here we were again. Never imagined our first shared shower would turn into this babysitting gig.
In my fantasies, it was all romantic and steamy: warm water cascading beside us, kissing as we felt each other's body heat...
Not this nanny bullshit.
Her hair looked high-maintenance, but honestly, I had no clue. I just shampooed and conditioned roughly. As long as it smelled good, right?
Next, body wash. I lathered up a shower puff and started from her feet, working the foam up her legs slow and steady. Weren't there special steps? Like exfoliating or whatever? Fuck if I knew—I just went full manly mode and scrubbed like mad.
Those creamy legs that always made my nosebleed. No dead skin, no flaws, veins faintly visible. Unreal. How was she even human? Smooth as hell already. Haena Im was perfection.
I foamed up her calves, thighs, all the way to her pussy, clean and thorough.
"Eungh... Kangmo... perv..."
She spread her legs just a tease and let out a moan. Was she seriously insane? Part of me wanted to finger-bang her senseless like I did with Lea, send her off cumming. But no—that'd turn me into Daeyoung Kim, ruining the full-course date I'd planned, inspired by his tips. Amusement park, aquarium, the works.
If we dilly-dallied like this, we'd miss everything. Gritting my teeth, I ignored her temptation and foamed her waist and back. Arms, armpits—then finally, those massive tits.
The second I brought the puff near her chest, she smacked it away.
"I'll do these myself."
Suddenly, her voice was crystal clear. Eyes wide open, totally awake. Of course. Fucking trauma? She'd let me touch her pussy while calling me a perv, but tits were off-limits.
Ah, but now being alone with Haena didn't scare me stat drops anymore. Once Lover fully unlocked—even buffering that -100 last time—rejections only stopped at her say-so. No stat loss. Best trait ever.
She finished soaping her own tits, then closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair again.
What the hell.
"You woke up—why pretend to sleep now? Finish up while you're at it. I'm heading out."
I was already pumped for the date, showered, eaten—fuck, this dragging was killing me. Felt like I was the only one clinging, eating alone, showering alone... making me all mopey.
As I turned to leave the shower, Haena grabbed me.
"Wanna... wash together?"
...
We were already kinda doing that. I'd finished, but I was soaked anyway, foam all over me from scrubbing her.
But her tone meant something else. And it was.
She stood, body slick with suds, pulled me into a hug, and started soaping me up everywhere. When she reached my cock, she straight-up jerked it like a handjob.
Ha... fuck, that felt good... But not the time.
"Hold up. Timeout."
I almost caved. Her sultry touch was worlds apart from Lea's similar play—totally different flavor.
But no. Couldn't ruin the date I'd slaved over!!
"Why... baby... doesn't it feel good...?"
"Seriously, we'll miss the whole date like this."
"Date or here, pleasure's pleasure, right?"
Damn, she had a point.
"...True. But still, I planned a ton. Please hurry and get ready?"
My near-begging made her blink in surprise.
"Kangmo, what'd you prepare?"
Honestly, probably not up to her expectations. They say money-savvy guys spend best, but with all my cash, I had no clue where to splash it. Just a standard full-course date for normies I'd brainstormed. Renting out fancy spots whole? No idea how, and too much hassle.
"Nothing huge... but I put real thought into the itinerary..."
"Hng... really?"
She slipped her hand off my dick and started rinsing properly. I cleared the foam off me, dried up, and stepped out.
...
Once she finished showering, got all dolled up, dressed fully—then changed outfits once more at my suggestion—we finally headed to the amusement park.
A bit late, but if we hustled, we'd make it. Hailed a taxi with Haena.
In the cab to the park, I casually asked what had been bugging me.
"Haena, why don't we have a driver at home? Or a housewife?"
She gave me a baffled look, muttered something like 'Is he still in shock?' to herself, then spilled the story.
It tied back to Dad and Uncle's accident. Their deaths involved a huge screw-up by the family-hired driver back then. Not just them—escorts in the car died too. After that, no more drivers, escorts, butlers—zero outside hires.
Hearing it hit heavy. Not my memories, so no personal grief, but... Yebin must've been wrecked. All sorts of thoughts swirled.
Lost in them, Haena's arm slipped into mine, snapping me back.
But fuck, why was traffic this bad? Didn't factor that in. Checked the time in a panic.
We're screwed.