#21. The Teddy Bear Doll (1)
"Should I call her? It's about time."
"Rose unnie?"
"Yeah."
Ahyun and Boksun unnie's relationship had shifted several times. At first, Ahyun had been fiercely wary of her and outright disliked her. Then they'd grudgingly acknowledged each other and tolerated their shared connection to me. But they couldn't fully erase the jealousy simmering inside, so they'd kept their distance.
That changed when my packed schedule meant I couldn't see them as often. Somehow, without me knowing, they'd started hanging out together, and the hostility had faded a lot. And now...
Surprisingly, the two of them were getting along great.
"Yeah! Let's call her."
With Ahyun's okay, I messaged Boksun unnie to come over to where we were. We prepped the drinking spot before she arrived.
"Rose unnie's a total booze hound."
"Should we order some chicken and pizza?"
"I want jokbal."
"Jokbal it is!"
We ordered jokbal and beer. Just as the drinking setup was ready, Boksun unnie showed up.
"Perfect timing."
"Heh, yeah? I've got some good eating luck coming my way. Aigoo~ my legs."
"Your legs are all swollen."
"Unnie, what have you been doing to end up like this??"
"Didn't you explain?"
"I just said you were prepping to go independent. I don't know the details either."
"Hng~ Gotcha. I found a building for the shop. Submitted my resignation to the company too."
"Bet that caused a shitstorm."
"They looked like they'd been struck by lightning."
Our Boksun unnie really was a gem of a talent.
"I'll wrap up everything I need to before I go. Told them not to try holding me back. Said I'd hand over everything cleanly, so even the company couldn't push back much. Seems like it all wrapped up nice and tidy."
"Congrats, unnie!"
"What about you?"
"I signed with Honey Enter."
"The pay? Good deal?"
"Yeah! 4 million won per song. And that's not all—Red Witch sunbaenims are gonna sing our songs."
"Red Witch? Holy shit, you hit the jackpot. Jackpot right out the gate. Does stuff this good even happen from the start?"
No need to spell out how huge a credential "Red Witch composer" was.
"If I just run my academy right, all three of us are set."
"Of course it'll work out."
"You bet~! Obviously. Who do you think I am?"
"Unnie, got any recommendations for a recording studio?"
"Making your own personal booth?"
"Yup."
"Cheapest way is key money into a spot that's already equipped. If you build from scratch, headaches galore. Didn't look into rentals?"
"The idea just came up while we were chatting. Figured since you've been scouting buildings, you might know a good one. Me and Ahyun are gonna share the workspace."
Boksun unnie thought for a sec, then made a tempting offer.
"Here's an idea. My place is the whole third floor. Comes with two recording booths—one's yours. Just chip in a bit extra on rent. 300k a month? Security's easy, just add a keypad lock. Price might seem steep at first, but once you see it, you'll change your mind. I took over all the gear fully equipped. No need to buy your own."
"Don't you need it?"
"Nah, it was already there, so I had to take the whole package. Not essential for vocal lessons. Thought I'd lend it out to students as a perk. They learn hard, record one track as a graduation gift. Builds that sense of accomplishment."
Oh ho, smart system—students would love it.
"But what kinda place had two booths?"
"Failed management company."
Aigoo.
"Had big dreams, apparently. Owned the whole building. Must've had deep pockets. But every debut act flopped, so they folded. No one took the full floors, so they rented per level. I was a bit late, ended up with the booth floor."
Practice rooms were huge too, minus the booths—she couldn't pass it up.
"Running solo, so no big ambitions at launch. Start small, grow steady. Don't need both booths right away. Better to rent one out for cash."
Renting to strangers would be iffy. But Ahyun? No problem, and lending gear was fine.
"She's not the type to wreck stuff."
With full gear, 300k wasn't bad. A company running the whole building wouldn't skimp on equipment.
"Solid deal, right? Use it three years, gear's yours."
"That's not cheap equipment—are you serious?"
If it all transfers over, 300k was basically paying for the machines—studio for free.
"Think we'd skimp between us? If the academy blows up, might've waived rent, but can't cut more till I know it'll thrive."
Talks went smooth. Boksun unnie eased her rent burden by renting a room; Ahyun scored a cheap, worry-free booth without big upfront costs.
The drinks flowed deep. I was nicely buzzed too.
In my hazy mind, a hand suddenly slipped into my pants.
Sliiiide!
My dick, shameless as ever, swelled instantly at the touch, like it'd been waiting.
Rub rub—familiar fingers softly stroked it. Pleasure hit; I half-closed my eyes, savoring the feel on my cock.
"Mm."
Squelch squelch—precum made lewd sounds.
Hand got flashier, pleasure building. Someone tugged my pants off. Pants and underwear yanked down, top gone in a flash.
I groaned softly, hand groping instinctively for a familiar ass.
"More... mm... feels good..."
"...Feels good? Want more?"
"Yeah. Give me more."
"Hah! Too cute."
"Ah... ugh!"
"She's super sensitive."
"She loses it when you tease right here. Lick this spot and she shakes like crazy?"
Sluuuurp sluuuuurp!!
"Hek!"
My mind snapped awake. Cock sucked into something warm—survival instinct jolted me.
But even awake, I had to rub my eyes.
"Wh-what're you two doing?"
"Heh heh heh! Pouncing on sleeping boyfriend?"
Both naked, wrapped around me. Me too, clothes gone. How'd this happen? I dazed out, but the naughty ladies wouldn't let me.
"Ugh! Unnie?"
"Hehe. Slurp, smack! Stay still, lemme taste some unnie."
"Is this okay?"
"What's not okay?"
They got along, but we'd never done a 3P. Without Joanna and May Lin's weird slump-recovery excuse(?), it'd stayed a fantasy. Their boldness threw me.
"W-we're cool. We talked it over. What about you?"
Grumbling Boksun unnie. Ahyun seemed worried about my reaction, stuttering nervously as always under stress, eyes on me.
"I..."
What to say? Thanks wouldn't cut it. Half-asleep, nearly spilled my guts—shook my head quick to clear it.
"What, you hate it? Shouldn't have messed with two girls then. Your own fault, so suck it up!"
She mistook my head-shake for no. It was just to wake up. Panic hit—if I said no, they might stop. Hurried to explain.
Two naked beauties clinging—what guy wouldn't love it?
"Not hate—this feels like a dream, just checking."
"Heh, thought it was?"
"Duh. Passed out drunk, wake up to unnie and Ahyun naked all over me."
"So, verdict?"
"Fantastic. Better than a dream."
"Pass! Time for reward?"
They went full assault. Boksun unnie took my stroking hand to her mouth on my cock; Ahyun suckled my nipple, tongue rolling soft.
No real sensation there, but her soft naked body against my back felt amazing. Breasts kneading my skin.
"Ahyun, kiss."
She leaned in from my chest, lips met. Her soft hand trailed my chest. Mid-kiss...
Boksun unnie ramped up, throat-fucking in earnest.
Squeeze... glurk... gulp... urk!
"Guh! Unh! Unnie! Too... guh!"
Cock plunging her throat. She clenched and released freely, milking me. Slick tight pressure—mind-melting.
Ahyun grabbed my hand to her breast, letting me grope her soft flesh.
"How's it feel, Haesol?"
"Great. Tits feel bigger?"
"Gained some weight—boobs too. Gotta slim down, but sitting all day packs it on."
"You could gain more."
Weight to tits? On Earth, I'd blush at the side-eye.
"Tut! Haa, unnie'll train you too, Ahyun. No worries about gaining."
"Train?"
"Got gear for workouts at the academy. You know the moves, right? Hit it daily with me—you'll stick to it."
Boksun unnie was workout-obsessed. Her body? Perfection. Earned S-curve from grind. Naked, I could vouch—her perky upturned ass was a million bucks.
"I'm being too shameless..."
Studio loan, now training. Ahyun looked awkward.
"Shameless how? Paying for studio, and workouts are 'cause solo's boring."
"I'll pay more. 300k feels too cheap."
"Ugh, you're killing the vibe—naked and haggling? Handle my emergency first."
Boksun unnie climbed atop, grinding her dripping pussy on my cock. Tension spiked instantly.