Cats Really Can't Do 'Stay' (2)
The only thing walling off this narrow, cave-like nook from the brightly lit manga cafe was a thin curtain, but the HR Management App seemed to have judged the space we were in as a sealed room.
That made it a space occupied by no one but me and Chae Dayeon — and at the same time, Dayeon's fourth Remarks slot activated.
She'd already been wanting to lick me this whole time. Now that she was in heat on top of it, she clearly couldn't hold back any longer.
Maybe that was why...
"...Hauup—."
Before I could even try to stop her, Chae Dayeon slipped right into my arms, pulled me close, and kissed me.
She still seemed to have a sliver of reason left, at least. Afraid of making too much noise and getting caught by the people outside, she kept the wet sounds of sucking on my lips and tongue as quiet as she possibly could.
Which meant it was less a kiss and more, quite literally, an act of licking.
"Schluup... nnngh... nngh, mmph, slck, schluup... slck, schlup, slck, slck..."
For now, I just let Dayeon lick me.
"Haaa... slck, schluuup... slck, slck, schluup..."
She'd always had a slightly vacant look about her, but now her expression had gone completely hazy, like a cat high on catnip. She gazed at my face like that as she gradually shifted where she was licking.
From my tongue to my lips. From my lips to my cheek. From my cheek to my neck.
"Schluup... slck, schlup, slck, schluuup..."
I supposed I should be grateful she was only licking and not sucking. If she'd been sucking, that wet schluup! would've carried right outside — but with just the tip of her tongue flicking out to lap at me, the sound itself wasn't all that loud.
"Hnnngh... nngh, haa... slck, schlup, hnnnngh..."
If anything, Dayeon's low, rumbling purr was the louder of the two. Even that, though, was quiet enough that the sounds she made got swallowed up by the white noise drifting in from outside.
So I let myself relax, stroking the back of the girl curled in my arms and burying my nose in the crown of her head.
A scent that somehow settled the heart.
"...Ah, that's nice."
Meanwhile, Dayeon seemed to like the way I was stroking her back. She let out a long, rolling purr and gradually worked her way downward.
"Hnnnnn... nngh, hnnngh..."
Now she was sticking her ass out behind her and bringing her face down between my legs...
"Dayeon."
"Haaa... nngh?"
"Dayeon, what are you trying to do?"
"...Gonna lick you."
"Here?"
"Mm. Yeah. I wanna lick..."
The fact that even her stubborn insistence came out in a tiny voice told me she still had some reason left. Of course, having reason left didn't mean she was going to listen to me.
"No. You can't lick me here — there are people right outside."
"Don't wanna. I wanna lick..."
"I said no. They'll hear."
"I wanna lick..."
Cats really can't do "stay," can they.
Dayeon's personality had always been like a genuinely mild-mannered cat — easygoing, fine with this or that. Seeing her throw a tantrum and push herself on me like this was a first, and I was a little thrown.
But if the thing she was being stubborn about was wanting to lick me...
"What exactly do you want to lick?"
"...You. This. I wanna lick this."
Hazy eyes. Flushed face. Breath gone hot. Looking like that, Dayeon gently stroked my cock through my pants.
Doing the full thing with her here would be tough, but licking or sucking... that might be doable. And I wanted it, obviously. The catch was that no sound could leak outside, so we'd have to be careful.
"Hold on."
"Mm?"
"Just wait a second."
I left Dayeon inside and stepped out of the private booth to check our surroundings. Getting out was a little awkward — thanks to Dayeon, my cock was standing at full attention, which made moving around a bit of a creaky affair — but I managed it somehow.
"Haaaaawn..."
I pretended to be tired. Pretended I'd just stepped out for a breath of air. The moment I was outside I stretched, nice and long, and looked around — specifically, whether anyone was near our yellow-curtained booth.
"...Nobody."
Our yellow booth was in the farthest corner of an already tucked-away section of the manga cafe. Across from the entrance was a storage closet door. The private booth next to ours had its curtain thrown wide open, so it was empty. The one after that had someone in it.
As long as we were careful, we'd be fine. I made that call and ducked back into the yellow curtain — and found Dayeon looking up at me with a faintly sulky expression.
...It was the exact look a cat gives its human after coming home to an empty food bowl.
She was sulking because I hadn't let her lick me right away, but to my eyes she just looked adorable. And of course her posture only made it worse — she was crouched slightly forward, just like a cat.
The instant I dropped down in front of her, Dayeon climbed onto my lap just like before, as if she'd been waiting for it. She seemed to have decided that if I wasn't going to let her lick my cock, she'd settle for my neck.
"Dayeon, hold on."
"What."
"I'll let you lick. I'll let you, so just wait a second."
"......"
At the promise that I'd let her lick, Dayeon's expression turned complicated. Happy. But not that happy. Took you long enough?
"...But you have to be quiet. Really quiet. No making any noise."
"Mm."
"There's nobody in the booth right next to us, but there is someone two booths over."
"I got it already."
As my list of precautions dragged on, Dayeon got a little snippy. But then, nothing soothes a cat like this quite like a lickable treat...
"Scoot over for a sec."
"What now?"
"I have to take my pants off. You need to move."
"......"
Shff—!
The moment I mentioned taking my pants off, the girl who'd been whining darted sideways out of the way. I pulled my pants down to about mid-thigh, and the cock that Dayeon had gotten so hard slipped free.
At the same time—
Sliip—
Apparently even crawling between my legs was too much work. Dayeon draped her chest over one of my thighs, lowered her head... and of course.
"Schlup... slck, schluuuup... schlup, slck, schlup—."
She stuck just the tip of her tongue out and gave my cock little, delicate licks. She was licking from slightly off to the side rather than head-on, which actually made it pretty easy for me to touch her too.
Drop my hand toward my thigh and I found Dayeon's head. A little farther over, her back. A little farther still, her waist. I tried leaning sideways to reach... and my back started to complain.
"Dayeon."
"Slck, schluup..."
"Dayeon."
"Schluup, slck, schluup..."
"......"
...Min Seoeun at least answered when I called her name. Dayeon ignored me completely and just kept licking my cock.
I finally had to tap her on the shoulder before she looked at me. And of course, the look on her face was thick with annoyance. She was asking what with her whole expression.
"Put your legs this way."
"...Like this?"
"Yeah, like that."
Instead of draping her chest over my thigh, I had her lie on her side, resting her flank across my lap. This way, Dayeon could still lick my cock.
"Slck, schluup... slck, schlup, schlup, slck..."
And I could do things too. I could watch every second of Dayeon licking my cock. I could stroke her cheek. I could caress her side.
Sliiiip...
I let my hand drift from her flank down to her hip, then slipped it up under the knit sweater she was wearing. Soft, yielding skin... and a little farther in, my fingertips caught on the slightly rough fabric of her bra. I tugged it up out of the way.
...Tap.
"Uungh... slck, schluup... schlup, schlup, slck..."
Tap, tap— tap—
I flicked the tip of my finger against her nipple, which had already gone a little stiff. Dayeon flinched, but she kept licking the cock she was holding onto with her hand.
I liked how obsessed she seemed with my cock. So I stopped just tapping and pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, hard.
"Nnnnmmph...!"
Trying to stifle the moan that wanted to burst out, Dayeon took the cock she'd been licking and just pushed the whole thing into her mouth.
I wasn't sure whether to call that fortunate or not — she hadn't told me to stop. Or maybe... she liked this too, and that was why she was letting it happen.
And more than anything, if there was one thing Dayeon liked...
...Shove—!
"Mmph..."
She'd already put my cock in her mouth for me, so I pressed down on her head — and the tip of my cock slid all the way into the back of Dayeon's throat.
I kept going. I pressed down... harder, holding her there as she instinctively tried to pull back. The root of her tongue was being crushed, and tears welled up in her eyes.
And even so, Dayeon—
...Tap tap—
Far from getting angry, she carefully patted my arm, "ordering" me to stop.
I obediently eased off...
"...Puhhh..."
Dayeon slowly drew her head back, leaving a thick coat of saliva on my cock. She wasn't entirely okay, though.
Cough, cough.
She let out the cough that comes from having your throat crushed as quietly as she could — more of a stifled little hack — and once she'd recovered, she lowered her head again. This time she didn't take my cock into her mouth the way she had a moment ago. Just the tip of her tongue, lapping at it.
"Slck... schluup, slck, schluup... nnngh... slck, schluup..."
As she licked my cock, Dayeon looked up at me through half-lidded eyes. There's something so captivating about cat-like eyes looking up at you like that... and Dayeon was no exception. Before I knew it I'd reached out and started stroking her hair.
"Schluup... slck, schlup, slck, schluup... slck, schluup, hnnngh... uungh, slck, nnngh... slck, schlup..."
She seemed to like the touch quite a bit, purring as she licked... which made me want to tease her, so I gave the cheek of the girl diligently licking my cock a little pinch.
Not hard, obviously. Not enough to hurt. Just a tiny pinch. Her skin was so soft that even the lightest tug stretched her cheek out in a long, elastic pull.
And that, apparently, was exactly the kind of thing that got on Dayeon's nerves.
Chomp!
"Ack!"
As if to say don't you dare, Dayeon bit down on my finger. And then—
"...Slck, schluup, slck, slck, schluup..."
As if nothing had happened, she grabbed my cock again and went back to giving it those little licks.
So shoving my cock down her throat and pinching her nipples was fine... but a little pinch on the cheek was off-limits?
In that case...
Sliiiip—
I stroked her hair, then gently ran my hand along her side, then slid all the way down the outside of her leg. I slipped my hand under the hem of her skirt — which sat just below her knees — traced the inside of her knee, and slowly worked my way up the soft inner thigh.
What waited at the end, of course, was Dayeon's panties and stockings. My fingers brushed against them... and sure enough, she'd soaked through both her panties and her pantyhose. She was that wet.
I briefly considered tearing them, but that seemed like a waste. Instead, I brought the hand that had been up by her stomach and shoved it straight into her panties.
The moment my fingertips swept across a pussy wet enough to have soaked through two layers of clothing, Dayeon—
"Nnnnmmph...!"
She still remembered she wasn't supposed to make noise. Once again, she shoved my cock into her mouth to gag herself.
So I, in turn—
Shove—!
"Nnnmph...!"