The Restroom
Rahee glanced around, hesitated a moment, and then spoke.
“……Starting tomorrow, let’s run somewhere else. I’ll redo the distance and the route.”
“……Yeah. Sorry you got dragged into this. I liked the feel of this park.”
“Me too……”
She answered quietly, fidgeting, then took my hand and worked it gently between her fingers.
“Shinwoo, your hand’s still stiff.”
“I’m a little angry, that’s all. I didn’t expect to run into them either.”
“……Are you really okay?”
“Yeah. I won’t take it out on you, so don’t worry.”
“What are you saying. Of course you should let it out on me……”
“It’s fine. It’s my problem.”
“……Your problems are my problems. Don’t you trust me……?”
“……It’s not that.”
She stopped where she was and tugged my hand hard enough that I nearly went over. Absurdly strong, that bear of a girl. Pretty enough that I’d let it slide. I knew how she felt, though, so I didn’t scold her.
“Shinwoo. You said we were family.”
“I did.”
“So… I know you still don’t quite trust me, or Hyunji. Please trust us. I want to be someone you can lean on. Hyunji does too.”
She looked up at me, drew me in, and buried her face against my chest.
“It hurts, seeing you like this.”
“……Sorry. I’m not struggling. I’m just plain angry. Are you okay?”
“……You keep worrying about me. Shinwoo.”
“Hm?”
She hesitated, then lifted her head. The look on her face made me swallow, and what she said next left me blank.
“……D-do you want to touch my breasts……?”
“……What?”
“Y-you like them…… I don’t know what else I can do for you……”
From the way it came out, I could tell she hadn’t offered her chest knowing what the words would do. She’d only wanted to soothe me, and this was the conclusion she’d reached on her own. That pleased me more than the offer itself. I pulled her tight against me and held her there.
“……That was the perfect cure.”
“Hah……”
Her eyes, her face, even her voice. Whatever had been lodged at the center of my collarbones seemed to melt clean away. I felt refreshed. Liberated, even.
“Still, no. If I touch you now, I really won’t be able to hold back.”
“……Y-you don’t have to hold back……”
“No. If you actually get hurt, there’ll be the smell and everything. You.”
“……I-I know that, but……”
“I don’t want it. I can’t stand that.”
By then my cock had risen hard and was pressing firmly into the soft of her lower belly. She fidgeted against me, and the stimulation came through in a steady pulse.
“……Th-then…… I’ll use my mouth…… No—please let me. Okay?”
I stroked her cheek as she looked up at me, pleading. Gazing into those warm eyes, I thought it over, then nodded. Her look was too desperate to refuse this too.
“Then should we head back?”
She gave a small shake of her head, swallowed, and carefully pointed to one side—beyond the low fence of the park we’d just left.
“……Th-this way……”
“……Okay.”
She led me to the low fence around the park and hopped clean over it. I watched her a moment, then made up my mind.
……As long as she doesn’t bite, it should be fine. And I ought to see for myself.
I followed her over the fence. When I looked at her in front of the concrete structure behind a few trees, she let out a flushed breath and spoke. She was sinking deeper into the thrill of the situation.
“I-is the restroom okay……?”
“Right here would be fine.”
“……O-okay…… Hah……”
She was getting more excited than I was. I smiled and stroked her ass. She flinched at my hand, swallowed, and gestured for me to wait.
“I-I’ll go look first……”
“Go ahead.”
Arms folded, I leaned against the restroom wall and watched her. I knew exactly what she meant to do, but the sheer boldness of it, the tension on her face, the way her steps couldn’t hide how worked up she was—it was unbearably cute.
“There’s no one……”
“Good. Let’s go.”
“Okay…… gulp……”
The sound of her own swallow startled her, and she hurried to cover her mouth. I stroked her ass and whispered.
“Nervous?”
“……Hah, o-of course……”
“For someone that nervous, you pointed the way pretty confidently.”
“I-I want you to feel good too……”
“You wanted a taste that badly?”
“Hnn…… O-of course…… F-fellatio is proof you trust me…… A-and…… yours…… tastes good……”
The last of it trailed off so quietly I didn’t quite catch it, but even without that, it was more than enough to please me. Fair enough—put a cock in your mouth and, if you don’t trust the other person, it can be dangerous. My head was still a little rattled; I nearly let a gruesome image flash through it.
“Of course I trust you. Our Rahee’s too cute for anything else. You knew how to say it, too?”
“……Say what……?”
“Pussy. You said it.”
“Ah, o-of course I know the word…… I’m not a child…… I just thought you didn’t like talk like that……”
“Mm. That’s true. But earlier, it was kind of sexy.”
It was the same reason I didn’t swear much. Used in the right place at the right moment, it hit harder. Dirty talk wasn’t much of anything if you decided it wasn’t—but I liked getting people worked up with words, so it had become a habit.
“……H-hurry, come on……”
“Yeah.”
She grabbed my arm and pulled me into the women’s restroom. The look she gave me asked whether this was really all right, and I nodded. She led me into the stall at the very back, and in that narrow space her rough breathing began to echo.
“How do you want to do it?”
“……Ah, wh-what……?”
“You’re the one who brought me here. Tell me what you want.”
“I-I just want whatever you want……”
“No. I can tell.”
“Ahn……”
“You’ve imagined this, haven’t you.”
“……O-of course…… of course I have…… A man…… letting me take his cock in my mouth……”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Ah…… Hah……”
I kneaded her breasts and watched her eyes start to come undone, then asked.
“You seem a lot more excited than when we do this at home.”
“……Ah, hnn…… D-does that bother you……?”
“No. I’m asking whether you’re like this because you like it, or because you really want to make me feel good.”
“Hnn, hah……”
She clutched the front of my T-shirt, too lost in my hands to do anything else.
“Hm? Not going to answer?”
“……B-both. Both……”
“You didn’t like it in the alley.”
“I don’t—ahn—I don’t know. I-I hate it…… hah, but it feels good…… You too, ahn. Th-this touch……”
“You like it when I’m rough?”
“……Th-that can’t be it…… Ahn, your hands…… even now…… hnn, I can feel you being careful with me……”
“But doing it outside?”
“……I’m still, still sc-scared, hah…… but if you like it……”
Her walls were thinning. There was still a small resistance, but I didn’t think it would turn into a real problem. The method was simple. Repeat it. Let her learn it was safe even outside, and get her used to this.
“……Then shall I let you?”
“Ahn…… Yes……”
“How do you want it? Should I sit? Or stand?”
“……P-please sit…… If you stand, it’ll be hard on you……”
She watched my hands leave her chest with open regret. I lowered the toilet lid and sat, and she swallowed, looked at me, and slowly knelt between my legs.
“I’ll take them off……”
“Yeah.”
She swallowed again and brought her hands to the waistband of my shorts. I felt her fingers slip under the band, lifted my hips, and she carefully drew them down.
“Ah……”
The moment they came down, my cock sprang free as if it had been waiting. A gasp slipped out of her before she swallowed the moan. I stroked her hair. She swallowed once more and quietly took hold of me.
“Ah…… I-it’s hot……”
“That’s all because of you.”
“……I’m glad……”
“Closer.”
“……Okay.”
She walked in on her knees, deeper between my legs, and slowly stroked me. Since we’d started, I might as well teach her properly.
“Hold it and move your hand up and down.”
“L-like this……?”
“Yeah. And gently. If you pull too far back—see what’s connected underneath? That gets tugged, so don’t drag it too far.”
“Ah, okay……”
“Mm. Like that. And gripping harder isn’t better. Just enough.”
“Th-then like this……?”
“Yeah. Your hands feel so good, Rahee.”
“……Th-thank you……”
Her hand, holding me and stroking softly, felt better than I’d expected. Every finger was careful, full of consideration.
“……Ah.”
I twitched in her grip, and she flinched and checked my face.
“That means it feels good.”
“……You mean it……?”
“Of course. Why would I lie.”
I stroked her hair, and a soft smile settled over the excited look she gave me. That gaze alone was enough to have me fully worked up.
“……Will you use your mouth?”
“Yes. Hah……”
As if she’d been waiting, she took me in. The hot, soft, wet feel of her mouth made me clench my teeth.
“Chup, hah…… heup…… chup……”
“Mm.”
At my groan, her movements grew more confident. I stroked her hair, and she gripped my thighs and began to move her head.
“Hah, chup, heup, lrp……”
“Mm.”
Maybe because of everything that had built up since yesterday, every time her tongue brushed the head a thrill spread from the small of my back up to the nape of my neck. Goosebumps rose. I felt the softness of her hair in my hand and looked down at her.
“……Does it taste good?”
“Mmph, hah, chup……”
She nodded without letting go, looking up at me, and I spoke. Everything in the way she moved said she was trying to make me feel good. Her heart alone already had me ready to come at any moment. Even so, the stimulation was still a little short.
“Mind if I take over?”
“Chup, mmph……?”
She looked up at me, questioning. I rose from the toilet. She froze, startled, but I met her eyes warmly and went on.
“Keep your tongue underneath. And relax your jaw?”
“Mmph……”
“Yeah. Like that. It might hurt a little.”
“Kuh—?!”
I began to push my hips forward, slowly, and she jolted as if she’d never imagined it. Her body was pressed naturally back toward the stall door, so I cupped the back of her head and kept her from hitting it.