#12. Photocard Shooting (2)
Two hours before Airplane arrived for their photocard shoot.
"The kids are coming today, right?"
"You a fan of Airplane too? Seems like a lot of people are coming out of the closet today."
Women who get way too obsessed with male idols are what ordinary folks call dol-taku.
Dol-taku. Liking male idols isn't a crime, but there's something a bit embarrassing about admitting it openly at work.
"Ah~ I got Sojeong into it."
"You got Sojeong into it? What on earth did you do to that innocent chaebol heiress?"
"Hehehe! That's why they say you gotta choose your friends wisely."
"Hey, hey, don't say it so proudly like you're the friend worth choosing carefully."
"I'm fine with it! If it weren't for Danbi unnie, I wouldn't be who I am today."
"Our cute little Sojeong, who couldn't even stretch her wings because of that strict family of hers, deserves to enjoy her freedom to the fullest."
Han Sojeong, from a strict chaebol family. It had been a few months since she'd declared her independence—not quite a runaway, but close enough—chasing her passion for photography.
She'd fallen in with the kind of "friend she should choose carefully" that her parents had always warned her about, and now she was properly walking down the path of corruption.
But since it was the corruption she wanted, there was no problem with it.
Kim Danbi, arm slung over Sojeong's shoulder, continued.
"Anyway, the pinnacle of corruption is men. This girl here grew up without even knowing the letter 'n' for man, so I started her off with idols to get her used to them."
"Why's the pinnacle of corruption a man? I just can't wrap my head around it."
"Eighty percent of the reasons women fall are because of men."
In a world where men were vanishing, women had no choice but to toughen up and become resilient. To survive. To keep living.
"They say women didn't have this overflowing sex drive back when men were born healthy and plentiful."
"Huh? Then how'd they reproduce? Women have some sex drive at least, so they pester men until they get pregnant."
"I only vaguely remember hearing it while cramming for the college entrance exam, but yeah, that's the gist. As the number of men dwindled, women's libidos spiked. Therefore, women's corruption is all because of men!"
"That sounds kinda off. Like you're forcing the pieces to fit."
"Anyway, anyway, to corrupt our innocent Sojeongie, she needs to meet a man."
"You gonna give up on Sojeong just like that?"
The reason Danbi was going this far lay in Sojeong's family.
"We have to make them give up!! In this day and age, a seed-bearer? You think that makes any sense?"
In a world where men were extremely rare, families started maneuvering to secure a "male" heir.
A male child from a chaebol family was a huge asset for running the company.
But producing a male meant bearing many children, which required a sturdy, healthy female body.
And Han Sojeong had been raised specifically to bear a male heir for her family.
That's why she needed to be corrupted—to make her family abandon her as a candidate.
"Sojeong, who had zero interest in men, turning into a dol-taku for male idols. You're scary, Kim Danbi."
"Hohoho! Just watch. If things go according to my plan, Sojeongie's virginity will be taken by Airplane's Jin Haesol."
"Wack—! No way. Sojeongie and Jin Haesol?"
"What's so impossible about our Sojeongie? She's perfect in every way."
Sojeong blushed at Danbi's words. Even the photographer, Park-sensei, pondered Sojeong's specs for a moment before nodding.
"Hmm, thinking about it, Jin Haesol and Sojeong might actually make a surprisingly good match?"
"Not surprisingly— they'd be perfect together. You two~!"
Sojeong could enjoy this brief freedom only because her parents were shielding her.
But as collateral relatives, they couldn't say no if the direct line assigned her a man.
If she didn't obey, her parents would suffer.
So Danbi's efforts were ultimately futile flailing.
A seed-bearer woman destined to receive seed from countless men and bear children.
'No matter how much she gets dirtied, those people won't care.'
Maybe becoming infertile would be for the best?
She knew it was a dangerous thought, but the sweeter freedom tasted, the stronger the impulse grew.
"Everyone has fantasies about their first time, and the right to have a first that matches those fantasies!! So Sojeongie will have her first experience with her favorite idol member!! Ohohoho!"
"Eek, that witch laugh is scary!"
"I-I'd be happy just talking to him once…."
Pang pang pang!
"You got this! Louder voice! Chest out!"
Danbi patted Sojeong's back, cheering her on.
"Alright, let's practice. Grab this drink with your number on it and charge!"
"Charge? Isn't that too aggressive?"
"That's how much resolve you need. For your personality, even this might not be enough."
"You gonna keep practicing that instead of working? Lucky for you I like your vibe, or this studio would be in an uproar."
"Aww~ Why pick on Sojeongie?"
"I wasn't talking about Sojeongie—I meant you."
"Hehehe, sensei! You know I love you, right?"
"Don't just say it—show it with something material? I love that stuff."
After hours of bickering and prepping the shoot, Airplane's members finally arrived.
"Hello."
"Hello! Please take good care of us."
"Whoa~ You're huge. Hello."
The Airplane members greeted politely. The studio buzzed at the sight of these fresh, handsome young men.
"This is Yu Hongyeon, the photographer handling your shoot today."
Airplane's manager introduced them, and Yu Hongyeon exchanged greetings with the members.
"Please take good care of us!!"
The six members bowed deeply in unison at 90 degrees.
"Aigoo, likewise."
The studio, filled with drab women, suddenly felt brighter even without extra lights when the men arrived. Smiles bloomed on the staff's faces too.
'Did you see his face?'
Nod—!
'Real life is insane, right?'
Nod!!
'Keep that drink safe.'
Nod nod nod!
Sojeong smiled shyly, clutching the drink tight. Seeing Jin Haesol in person was enough to make an innocent girl's heart race.
Vrooom— flash!!
Lights on, and a seductive vampire appeared beneath them.
'So cool…! Is this what Danbi unnie meant by a man?'
Shed grown up without knowing what love was. Shed lived obeying the elders' words over her feelings.
Having grown up wealthy in a far better environment than most, she thought paying the price was natural.
But the freedom shed never tasted before was blissfully radiant.
Especially the man before her eyes—dazzling enough to make her feel humbled just looking at him.
'Can I have him? Am I allowed?'
A man like that, even the family elders might accept.
Shed heard male idols dated upper-class women for marriage.
So Haesol would choose her if he knew her status.
'Danbi said Haesol would be fine too.'
Sojeongs long-suppressed emotions bubbled up unexpectedly.
She kept a close eye on Haesol even after his shoot ended, carefully holding the drink with her number.
And finally, her chance came.
Jin Haesol was heading off alone—probably to the bathroom.
Her footsteps turned stealthy as she followed.
Thump thump thump—
'I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.'
Chanting it like a mantra, she waited outside the bathroom.
Luckily, the area was deserted, so no one noticed her odd behavior.
And then.
Clack clack—
'He came out!!'
Eyes squeezed shut, she thrust out the hand holding the drink.
"Um, here! Have this!"
"A drink, huh. You're staff, right?"
That sweet voice! She couldn't believe it was directed at her.
"Yes! I'm staff here. We made eye contact a few times next to the photographer…."
"Ah~ I remember. Thanks. I'll enjoy it."
He remembers? Me?! Her heart pounded even harder.
"P-Please take care!"
"?"
Would he really call the number on the bottle? Danbi said if he just took the drink, it was done.
She had to trust and wait.
Relief washed over her as she thought shed finished her task, her shaky legs carrying her away.
But.
"Excuse me."
"Ack! Y-Yes?!"
Haesols sudden voice from behind startled Sojeong, freezing her in place.
'Wh-what? Did he hate the drink? Rejection? Of course it's rejection…'
Unlike her paling face, Haesol flashed a stunning smile.
"If you're staff here, you must know the quiet spots where people don't go much, right?"
Of course! No way she didn't.
And then.
Her wide eyes shook wildly as she asked if this was her first time sucking a dick.
Yet she kept slurping away at mine without pause.
She seemed even less skilled than Id expected—afraid shed bite down with her teeth, I played it up.
"Hoo… gently, please."
Throb!!
"!!"
But my words backfired; flames ignited in her eyes.
Gone was her initial caution—she started working her mouth over my cock boldly.
"Slurp… slurp… slurp… smack!… slurp!"
"Ngh! That's too intense."
She eagerly sucked down the precum leaking from my dick, looking incredibly overwhelmed.
Not technique—just brute force fellatio. At this rate, shed scrape off my skin.
"You don't seem used to blowjobs—maybe take it out for a sec… ah!"
Id asked her to pull it out, but she panicked like shed lost her chance and sucked even harder.
"No, I didn't mean it badly… ngh!"
Her nostrils flaring, unafraid, she shoved my cock deep into her throat.
At least with it in deep, her mouth tightened a bit, her throat rippling with pleasant pressure.
Sluuuurp! Smaaack! Smack! Smaaack! Slurp!
"Pwah, cough, hack…! Kerheok…! Urk…!"
She was desperately into it.
But anyone could see she was overdoing it. Tears welled in her eyes, snot starting to drip.
I gently gripped her throat to stop her frantic sucking.
"If you don't know, I can teach you. Go slow. Shoving it in hard like that will hurt your throat later."
I didn't tell her to stop completely—just slowed her down.
"I can do better!"
"Shh—plenty of time. Calm down and try again."
Women got super embarrassed showing clumsiness during sex.
But to me, her awkwardness was hotter.
She was probably feeling like a guy losing his virginity—trained on theory books(?) and fantasies, but real action melts all that resolve.
Then you discover it: your own pathetic, fumbling clumsiness!
'Cute. Kinda got that innocent charm.'
She worked as staff, so probably just an average girl, but her vibe was oddly alluring.
That subtle allure plus her pretty face drew my interest, leading to this impulsive act.