A Girl So Innocent It's Suspicious

But he held back. If he took Lee Eunseo right here, he'd be no different from Kim Hyeonseok's gang.

Let's just play around with the updated features ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠for now.

With that thought, he turned his head away. But his gaze soon returned to her. Something was off about Lee Eunseo's reaction.

"Hng... haaang... My body's so itchy..."

She started twitching little by little. He pulled back the blanket, and there she was, frantically rubbing her breasts and crotch. The air rising from under the covers was scorching hot. Her skin felt feverish to the touch.

Right, the drink had aphrodisiacs mixed in.

But that wasn't the only strange thing. Her inner thighs were soaked. Lifting her skirt revealed the scene: her panties were drenched, and her crotch and thighs were covered in sticky fluids.

There was a rumor he'd picked up while practically living at the club for the past hundred days. Some new designer drug was making the rounds—something called "new philopon." It caused abnormal arousal and excitement after ingestion, with most memories wiped out afterward. The girl who'd told him the rumor had shuddered, saying it was perfect for rape or drug-assisted assaults, right?

Lee ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Eunseo writhed nonstop, roughly groping her crotch. Her mind wasn't right, and she couldn't control her strength as she scratched at the itch.

She's gonna draw blood like that.

He opened Lee Eunseo's Profile and checked the special notes.

Even in her inner thoughts amid all this, she referred to it as "that place" instead of her pussy. It was kinda cute, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it.

His plan was to watch over her until she calmed down, then send her home once she did. But if she hurt herself—especially in such a sensitive area—she'd start questioning what happened last night.

Her nipples and the skin around her crotch were already turning red.

"Haa... It hurts... Help me..."

She wasn't fully aware of him, but she was pleading for help in her agony.

He sighed. The only thing he could do was give her the stimulation she craved.

He moved her body to the center of the bed. She felt incredibly light in his arms. He stripped off all her clothes. Now fully naked, her breasts stood out even more prominently. Their volume was similar to Lee Ji-ae, his first one-night stand. Bra sizing worked like this: for the same cup volume, if the band size (underbust measurement) dropped by 5, the letter went up one. So if a club girl was 80B, Eunseo felt like a 70D. With her smaller frame and slimmer underbust, they looked relatively much fuller. Her small stature made her cleavage deeper and more dramatic. It was so inviting that his eyes were drawn to it automatically.

He leaned down to bury his face in that voluptuous valley... Wait, no.

Not the time.

Even naked in a man's hands, Lee Eunseo remained oblivious, twisting and groaning in torment.

Let's get this over with quick.

He activated it at level 3 right away and slipped his hand into her panties.

"Hiiit...!?!?"

The moment his hand touched her, Lee Eunseo shuddered violently. He held her from behind with one arm and relentlessly rubbed her crotch with the other.

"Hng...! H-haaah..."

Her moans grew more intense. Soon, he felt her body trembling. Looking down, fluids were gushing out in spurts.

No squirting, so a light orgasm, I guess.

He moved the arm holding her steady up to grasp her breast. He pulled down her bra slightly, slipped in, and pinched her nipple.

Cute and small nipples.

He slid his other hand into her panties too, positioning it right at her clit.

"H-haaahhh... Hng, so gooood...!"

One more time here.

He pinched her nipple hard and lightly scraped her clit with his fingernail.

"Haaaaaaaah!!!!!"

Her limbs shot straight out as her body convulsed wildly. He could tell she was cumming properly. Hot liquid coated his fingertips.

He pulled his hands away briefly to check her condition. Her skin was still flushing—the drug's effects lingered.

Not enough yet.

He needed to keep going, but her panties were in the way. They were soaked anyway, but better to take them off. He laid her on her back in a half-turned position and reached for her panties.

Twitch.

"Hm?"

Coming to?

Startled, but he played it off and pulled them down. Twitch. She kept jerking before he could finish, so he gave up.

She was definitely awake.

Temporary clarity from the orgasm sensation?

He glanced at her Status Message.

She's misunderstanding.

This was tricky. Stopping now would make him a rapist in her mind. But he couldn't stop either—despite her returning awareness, she was instinctively rubbing her thighs together roughly, stimulating her pussy. The drug was still potent. True dilemma.

He quickly racked his brain for an excuse.

Start honest, mix in some lies.

He lay beside her and gently stroked her cheek.

Whoops. Fluids on my hand.

He'd smeared her face with her own juices, but he kept a straight face and spoke.

"Hey? You're awake, right?"

Twitch.

­ What do I do, he noticed... Scary, hiiing...

She didn't answer. Too scared to know what to do, she just froze. He ignored it and whispered in her ear, explaining what had happened.

"That's how it went down. I saved you from those bad ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠guys."

She just twitched, still not speaking or opening her eyes. He glanced up at her Status Message.

­ So he's a good guy? But why are my clothes...

Not a bad reaction.

Time to weave in the lie.

"And I took your clothes off because of what you were doing on drugs. You don't remember, but you kept clinging to me? Rubbing your tits and crotch all over me."

Twitch. She shuddered harder than before.

He continued, embellishing the events appropriately. It was just temporary awareness anyway; by tomorrow, with the drug's effects, she wouldn't remember this.

"That's what happened."

As he spoke, he slyly took her hand.

"Eek!"

The sudden pleasure from his hand made her eyes snap open. Their gazes met. Her eyes were still hazy from the lingering drugs, but those doe-like eyes suited her innocent face perfectly.

"Hey? First time saying hi eye-to-eye?"

Whoosh! Her face flushed bright red in an instant. She seemed to have zero tolerance for guys—adorably so.

­ Pretty eyes... Eek, no, that's not it!

­ Doesn't look like a bad guy...

She was half-doubting but ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠seemed to believe he wasn't one of the bad ones, at least.

Good enough.

In this unavoidable situation, that was the best outcome. Playfully, he poked her cheek with his index finger. The soft puffiness and sweet skin scent brought an odd comfort.

"You believe me, right?"

After hesitating, Lee Eunseo stammered in a trembling voice.

"Y-yes... Kinda."

He grinned. That was plenty. Her awareness had returned, but the drugs left her judgment as fuzzy as if she were drunk. And sure enough, she started touching her breasts and pussy again.

"Um, Eunseo?"

"Yees~?"

"D-don't you think rubbing yourself like that in front of me is a bit much?"

"Why? It itches."

"It's embarrassing, isn't it?"

"Doesn't feel embarrassing at all right now~?"

Her returning awareness was sinking back into the drug haze. Her actions grew stranger. Ignoring his gaze, she kept kneading her breasts and pussy. After a while, she pouted.

"Hiiing... Why doesn't it go pop when I touch it?"

Then she looked at him.

"Oppa, touch me please."

"...What's pop?"

"Earlier, when oppa touched me, my body felt all weird. Hiiing, why won't it now..."

Her hand rubbing her pussy started pressing harder.

She's really gonna hurt herself.

Before it was too late, he grabbed her hand.

"Okay. I'll touch you."

"Hehehe..."

He activated it and reached for her breasts. She wasn't in her right mind, but she was aware enough to speak, so touching down there felt off.

"Hawaah...!"

Rubbing her nipples with his palm and gently kneading her breasts sent her over the edge quickly.

"Better now?"

"Haat... Nooo... More. More, pop-!"

Finally, she started grinding her body against his.

...Amitabha.

This tiny girl grinding her fists-worth-sized tits against his torso was a stronger temptation than expected.

"Oppa, down there too! My crotch itches."

­ Why does my crotch itch, hiiing.

Her words matched her Status Message perfectly. True consistency in speech and heart—Eunseo style.

"Your pussy itch a lot?"

"Pussy? Pussyy? What's a pussy?"

"Huh? You don't know what a pussy is?"