Temptation (5)
Four eyes staring at me. The camera spinning silently, the CCTV installed under the pretext of theft prevention, and Juhyuk oppa's two sharp eyes.
"I'm at a disadvantage. I only have one piece of underwear."
"Then I'll count oppa's socks as one set too. ...In exchange, count this as one set for me too."
"...Okay."
I tugged at the choker, tick, tick, provoking those four eyes.
...Of course, I had no intention of taking this off first.
"Now, let's do it right away! Rock-paper-scissors. Wow, I won."
First round, my victory. Juhyuk oppa immediately tossed off his socks without hesitation.
"Then one more time, rock-paper-scissors.... Ah."
But the second round was my defeat. My tiny scrap of cloth was utterly shredded by oppa's scissors in a crushing loss.
"What are you doing. Follow the rules quickly."
"Got it, really. ...There. Satisfied?"
Since I lost, I had no choice but to submit to force. I got up from the bed, peeled off the dolphin pants, and flung them at the camera. Then I turned around, flashed my pale buttocks at the camera for just a moment, and without time to savor it, slipped into the nurse pants laid out on the bed.
...Honestly, I knew it was petty, but since I was a beginner, a little pettiness should be allowed, right?
"Hey. That's cheating."
"There was no rule saying you can't take something off and put something else on, right? Oppa can just put it on too. Puhehe...."
"...."
When I smiled with the corners of my eyes drooping, oppa immediately understood my stubbornness. Then, matching the rhythm, this time without even chanting the words, we played rock-paper-scissors again.
A tie once, then my victory.
"Uwah.... ...That's seriously no joke."
Without hesitation, Juhyuk oppa stripped off his top and threw it away. His bare body—rugged, hard, the kind of overwhelming physique that could lift someone like me with one hand.
"Touching isn't in the rules."
"Ah, sorry. Then one more round."
Crushed beneath that bulk, we played again. Another win for me. This time, oppa's pants.
"Your thighs are really huge. Almost twice the size of mine, aren't they?"
Thick, firm thighs that made me want to reach out without thinking. I wasn't exactly thin-thighed myself, but it was completely different. Maybe because there was no softness at all. Staring at that body reeking of male scent, I felt myself zoning out a little.
"Hurry up. Rock-paper-scissors."
Another round. ...This time, my loss.
Setting aside the urge to strip off that last layer, I revealed my desire to take off my top first.
"...It's a little embarrassing."
"What is."
Not small, but pitiful compared to Haeun noona. Not toned with muscle like Jia either. Just a delicate body with pale, smooth skin. Still—
"Compared to oppa, it's pretty insignificant...."
Even an insignificant body like this could hold a man's gaze for a moment, even in a bra that showed less than a bikini. It had its uses.
...Even if I hadn't used it yet.
"...Cheating again."
"Oppa just has to win, right? Win."
After briefly exposing that body, I slipped on the nurse top that had been lying around to hide it. I didn't button it, though. ...If I lost again, I'd have to take it off, and that would be annoying. So, another round of rock-paper-scissors.
"You'll have to take off what you're wearing right now, then."
Another loss. But—
"...I don't want to."
This time, the bra. Tug, tug. I pulled the straps down over my sleeves. In front of my barely covered chest—
"Ah, you didn't say touching was allowed...."
"This isn't touching the body, is it?"
I tossed the underwear away.
"...So. How does it feel, taking it off yourself?"
Breasts I had never thought were lacking. Cute nipples. Pink areolas that felt too pretty to look at alone. No one had ever seen them before because the chance never came.
"Similar to Haeun."
"Yes, in what way...?"
"Color."
"Ah...!"
A man's finger touched the tip of that stiff little bud, sending a faint current through me. My body stiffened instantly, every hair standing on end.
"...Next round."
But wanting to feel that current again, we played once more. ...Unfortunately, my victory.
"...Take it off. Oppa too."
The boxer briefs, even more swollen than before. Since oppa had touched my underwear, I carefully slipped my fingers in and let it snap free.
"Uwah...."
That hideous cock I had put in my mouth before our first kiss, the one I had only watched from afar last time.
"...Can I compare it to my dildo?"
"Do whatever you want."
I pressed the toy I had bought with such resolve but never dared to use against it.
"Similar...today."
"It hasn't gotten fully hard yet."
Even without reaching its peak, I understood with my body that it was massive enough to be incomparable. ...On the other hand, this side looked incredibly hot even without being touched.
"...Let's do one more round, oppa."
"I don't have anything left to take off."
"The rule is, if you don't have anything left to take off, you do what you're told."
"...Fine."
Another round. Two ties, then oppa's win.
"...."
Pretending to reach for the choker, I instead yanked off the nurse pants I had just put on. If it had been a skirt, I probably would've kept it on. I still didn't understand why he said it was too lewd and made me change. ...Ah, if Jia wore it, it would look lewd. Of course, I had my own demand too. Even the oppa in front of me looked...aroused, in his own way.
"...Aren't you staring too hard?"
"You really like thong panties."
"Want to untie them?"
"Win first."
With that last layer of underwear between us, another round of rock-paper-scissors. ...I lost. Hehe.
"If you pull, it comes right off..., ah. ...Embarrassing."
"You're lying."
He undid the knot. Tossed away the thin scrap of fabric. Leaving me in my natural state. A smooth, hairless sex.
When those terrifying eyes stared straight at it—
"...Want a closer look?"
"Win first."
"Oppa, it's your turn to lose this time."
I couldn't help but stare at oppa's either. Honestly, no matter how wet I got, I couldn't help wondering if that would fit.
"Ah, lost again.... That's weird. How many losses in a row is that for me?"
"Only three."
But if I kept losing, and lost the next round too, and the one after that—if I lost all day today—would it go in? Somehow. Would this male do it for me?
"But I don't have anything left to take off. ...What are you going to make me do?"
"Lie down."
If I lay still, wouldn't he cook me up deliciously?
"I'm lying down."
"...Spread them."
"Ah, you have to win for that. ...Making two demands at once is cheating."
With that expectation, we looked down again for rock-paper-scissors.
"...Oppa, you're not planning something weird, are you? Four losses in a row is strange."
Another loss. Four in a row now.
"I did it the same as always."
Weird. I had definitely kept throwing scissors too.
"Anyway, follow the rules."
"...Yes."
Feeling endless defeat toward oppa, who seemed to have figured out my strategy, I carefully spread my knees that had been pressed tightly together. Nothing left to hide. Never shown to anyone. Not even when bathing with the members.
"...Total brat. Well, I guess we first met at the waxing shop."
"I didn't get waxed."
"What?"
"I just went along with Jia. ...This is how it naturally is."
...Being hairless was a little embarrassing. Well, everyone was like that now, but naturally hairless and removing it were different, weren't they? It was proof I wasn't mature yet.
"So, did looking at this brat's pussy make you excited, oppa?"
"...."
Unlike Haeun noona's juicy, lewd pussy. A pussy so tightly closed it looked like it would tear or break if forced in. When he saw it—
"Ah, it got bigger. Puheup...."
"...Spread them."
"I already did. ...If you want more, you have to win again."
Didn't he want to make me a woman? An adult?
"Ah, lost again. Oppa, you're really too good...."
"Spread them."
"You shouldn't make an idol do something this embarrassing."
"...."
If he wanted to change that, like this, with his thumb, gently pulling the sides apart to softly gaze at the tightly sealed flesh inside—wouldn't he want to do it even more? Because—
"...How is it?"
"...What the hell are you?"
...Because that prettily wrapped package would welcome him.
"Why? ...How old am I? There's no need for it to be weird."
"Buying something like that. What is it."
A thin, transparent membrane with a small hole, waiting to be peeled away at any moment.
"...Common sense says something that big couldn't fit in this tiny body, right?"
Didn't he want to tear it?
"When I was a trainee, I didn't even have a phone, and after debuting I was too busy to have time. I've only had some leeway recently."
Didn't he want to ruin it?
"...So, actually, I haven't even kissed anyone."
"After sucking cock like that?"
"I practiced with that.... Ah, but my lips never touched. ...I only tried putting it down my throat."
...Didn't he not even remember getting rejected by Haeun noona anymore?
"But when I sucked oppa's, I don't really remember. ...Did our lips touch?"
"...."
"...Still, if my first kiss was with oppa's cock, I wouldn't mind."
The one I sucked last time. "So, don't you want to take my first time too?"
Other than the hymen he had just seen with his eyes. He wasn't thinking about it, was he? Those big breasts, that vulgar ass.
"Now, then. ...Rock-paper-scissors."
He had forgotten everything. ...Right?
"Ah, ...I lost again. What do I do?"
...Right now, the only thing in his eyes was me. Cheating on his girlfriend, cock standing stiff. Our Juhyuk oppa.