Vocal Trainer Rose (3)
That was when Trainer Rose spoke up.
"Are you laughing and chatting during work hours? Save the small talk for the break room."
"...Ahem."
The warm atmosphere in the meeting room didn't last long.
"Your singing growth isn't bad at all. If you keep developing like this, you should be able to handle sub-vocalist duties without issue."
"What about rap? You said his tone was decent enough for rapping."
"I don't think there's any need to force him into rap and limit his potential. He doesn't even like it."
"Wow~ That's really a shame. It means if we'd scouted Haesol sooner and trained him properly, he could've debuted in even more perfect shape."
"I think it's fine as is. No amount of practice can match what you learn from one live performance. That said, he'll probably take a hit on part distribution at debut. He has to do live vocals no matter what, and too many parts could cause problems."
"Speaking of parts, how's the song coming along for the kids?"
With Trainer Rose kicking things off, the meeting turned more serious. Since the lineup wasn't finalized yet, it was inevitable that staff opinions would decide someone's future fortunes—or misfortunes.
Bzzz~
"Jua-noona: How's your schedule today?"
"Again?"
I’d been steadily impressing the trainers with my talent largely thanks to Jua-noona's help. She'd fully wrapped up her trainee life last week. The company had asked her to think it over a bit more, but her mind was made up—she didn't want to waste any more time. Afterward, she'd said she wanted some rest and started texting me every day to check when I was free.
No reason for me to say no, so even late at night, I'd call her over for a hot session. The coins I earned went straight into dance and singing, with leftovers boosting my stamina. To rack up more coins, I needed more action, which meant pumping up my stamina first.
'Tonight too, huh.'
Maybe because I'd leveled up my stamina, Jua-noona was getting more and more addicted to our nights together. All we did was hit a motel and fuck, so I worried a bit she might think I was just using her for her body. But the noona who'd lost her virginity so quickly was now hooked on learning new techniques, and with my boosted stamina, we clicked perfectly. Perfect chemistry, in a word.
Krrng. This was a gender-reversed world, but men still had superior physical strength. Even so, women protecting men had become the norm. All because men were so scarce.
'Gotta get used to it.'
If you can't stand the monastery, leave the priesthood. Failing to adapt here was on me.
'This noona's totally hooked on sex lately.'
Four times in a week already. Thanks to her, my skills were shooting up nicely.
"What're you doing out here? Still not headed to the practice room?"
Eek! Jump scare.
"Rose-sensei?"
My eyes were drawn straight to her killer crop top and that body today too. Waist so slim you could grab it with one hand. One hand.
"What're you up to, you little cutie?"
Thwack.
"Ow."
My stare must've been too obvious—Rose-sensei smirked and punched my gut. She'd pulled the punch so it didn't hurt, but I played it up anyway.
"You weren't playing games during practice time, were you?"
"Nah, I don't care about games."
"Oh? Then texting your girlfriend?"
"...As if a trainee could have a girlfriend."
"Better hope that's true. If you like girls, you can't be an idol. You know debut contracts ban dating, right?"
Dating ban?
"There's something like that?"
The thing that sent me here said to fuck lots of women?
"Look at this kid. Of course there is. You think you can debut as an idol and date? Fans get obsessed with you."
That sounded like a huge pain. Guess I needed to ask Poni about this.
"A healthy twenty-year-old guy's full of vigor—it's not like you can just hold back."
"Hahaha! Damn, you're bold. Normally guys just nod and sneak around. Talking like this might keep you from debuting, you know?"
Rose-sensei laughed, but it was a veiled threat. If I were a real twenty-year-old trainee, I'd have bowed my head in fear of getting blackballed.
"I wasn't saying I'd meet girls—just curious."
"Sure you were."
She clacked closer in her heels. I backed up instinctively until my back hit the white wall.
"If you were just innocently curious, you wouldn't look at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Dripping with lust. Begging me to eat you up."
Embarrassing. Was it that obvious? In my old world, they'd call me a perv, but here it apparently read as "please devour me."
Rose-sensei's face drew closer. The hall was empty—everyone else in practice rooms. Her tits were brushing my chest.
'This is straight-up seduction, right?'
Her provocative gaze screamed "eat me." Two choices: play dumb or go for it.
Gulp. Her tits grazing me lightly, that rose perfume teasing my nose.
'Fuck it, can't pass this up!'
This was blatant temptation.
"Got any ideas? Better for sensei to handle your twenty-year-old urges than risk some accident with randos."
"Ha! Cheeky brat. Calling you cute got you climbing all over me?"
Rose-sensei didn't flinch at my advance.
'She's over thirty in my old body's age—feels so mature, and it's turning me on.'
Absurd to feel "adult allure" from her, but that seasoned vibe from the feisty Rose-sensei had my dick reacting hard. She sensed it this close, smirking as her palm grazed my crotch.
Whoa! Hitting the weak spot leaves any guy defenseless.
Pathetically feigning frailty, I asked, "Gonna punish me if I keep climbing?"
"Ha!"
She burst out laughing just as the elevator dinged. Someone was coming up.
"Mood killer."
Rose-sensei licked her lips teasingly, pulling back like she regretted not devouring me right there—predator eyeing prey.
Ding!
Chatter—elevator doors opened, people spilling out.
I bolted for the bathroom to hide my bulging pants. Behind me, Rose-sensei chatted with staff.
I practiced dance with Uyeon late into the night. As a confirmed debut member, Uyeon was full of drive these days, dragging me along for intense sessions. Since we'd be teammates, he was desperate to whip my weaker skills into shape—dragging the team down would hurt him too.
That pushed my meetup with Jua-noona past midnight.
"See ya, hyung! I'm heading out first."
"Yeah, tomorrow."
Uyeon left in his parents' car. I waited for noona.
Vroom—
"Yeah, noona."
—See my car?
"Oh, yeah."
I spotted her pulling over and hustled out. Still sweaty from practice, no shower, the chilly post-midnight air made me shiver.
"Tired? You worked so late."
"Hearing you say that melts the fatigue away."
"Hehe, really?"
"Yeah. You're my human vitamin."
"Just words?"
"Of course not."
No need for more talk. I wrapped my arm around her neck and claimed her lips.
Our kisses had always been sloppy and intense from the start—and still were.
Smack... slurp!
Slurrp...!
"Haa... haa...!"
Her aroused breaths were scorching. Sorry, Jua-noona, but my dick remembered Rose-sensei's hot gaze from earlier and was fired up. She noticed the instant bulge and beamed proudly.
"Quick on the draw tonight?"
"You're too sexy, noona."
"Then we'd better hurry, hehe."
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, she started the car. We sped to the motel.
Smooch~! Peck peck! Sluuurp!!
Bang!
We slammed the door open. Unable to hold back, we'd made out in the elevator; clothes flew off the second it shut.
Thud!
By the bed, I was down to boxers, Jua-noona in just her bra and panties.
"Haa...! Haa...! Sit here."
"Sit? Learned something new again? Worried my noona's getting too wild."
"Hey! Brat!"
She couldn't hide her embarrassment after every new technique lesson. Spotting my tease, she glared and patted the bed urgently.
"Sat. What now?"
I perched on the edge; she slipped between my legs.
"Huh?"
"Th-this is something we haven't tried."
"No way—you gonna blow me, noona?"
Fellatio. Never gotten one yet.
Jua-noona reached for my boxers. I lifted my hips to help her slide them off, staring expectantly.
"Your eyes are too intense."
"Huge expectations. See how hard my dick is? Leaking pre just for you."
"Hnn...!"
The dirty talk hit her; she shivered. Tongue out a bit, she started licking the head. Too scared to take it all yet, she worked diligently to get acquainted.
"...Tastes weird. Slimy and bitter."
"Never tried it myself. Unpleasant? No need to force it."
"Don't say that if you don't mean it. It's throbbing like crazy."
Truth was, she'd disappoint me big-time backing out now. Expectations were sky-high.
After a few licks to warm up, her warm tongue and lips began swallowing my glans.
"Ngh...!"
Electric pleasure surged through my body.