B-Class Hunter Choi Garam — Lover Play (5)
Of course, Taejin didn't spend the entire time locked onto the movie and the wine.
Naturally, he slipped in boyfriend-like gestures for Garam in between — stroking her hair, leaning in close, feeding her bites of food.
Was that all? Well… given how little experience he had, that was pretty much the whole repertoire.
Couldn't be helped. Taejin was the kind of guy who'd always skipped the middle steps and gone straight to the main event.
So of course his boyfriend act was going to come up short.
All he could do was dig up whatever he knew and put it into practice.
Where'd he hear all this stuff, you ask?
Every military-style company has at least one guy who loves talking about women. No — just living in the real world, you run into people who love those stories. The ones who go on about how they used to reel girls in back in the day.
Anything beyond that and people stop treating you like a normal human being.
Anyway, his moves were built on the big data of stories he'd picked up from types like that, so the effect shouldn't be too bad.
Hmm. Her expression looks a little ambiguous?
Looking at the face of the person who actually mattered, she seemed rather stiff and frozen solid.
Taejin decided to think as positively as possible. Otherwise the mask he'd put on his face might crack.
Knowing better than anyone how terrifying Hunters could be, he couldn't help staying tense even in front of someone who had no intention of harming him.
So to ease his nerves, he downed the wine he'd poured earlier in one shot.
The rich aroma brushed past the tip of his nose, and Taejin settled back into the movie with his mind and body calm again.
Of course, that calm didn't last long.
And for good reason.
"Haah♥! Th-there… that feels so good♥!"
After teasing all day like it would go on forever, the movie they'd been half-watching finally dropped a sex scene.
No matter how he looked at it, this felt like the "go time" they'd talked about earlier.
So Taejin turned to look at Garam's face, pressed right up against him.
And the face he saw—
Looks like she was stiff because she was embarrassed.
—was flushed a blazing red, hot enough to cook.
The intense love scene flooded the screen with bare skin, which somehow made Garam's face stand out even more.
Taejin met her eyes, then slowly leaned in toward her face.
At his approach, Garam seemed unable to keep her eyes open — her wavering pupils fluttered shut, hiding her reaction.
Even so—
Her lips are sticking out.
No matter how much she tried to hide her fluttering heart by closing her eyes, with her mouth pushed out like that she looked for all the world like someone waiting for a kiss.
And Taejin decided to give her exactly what she was hoping for.
"Chuu─♥"
He pressed his lips over hers.
No — more than just pressing them together.
"Mmh♥ Sluurp♥"
He slipped his tongue straight into her mouth.
Garam had already expected Taejin would do something like this, but—
Th-this is an adult kiss… i-it's so dirty?!
Maybe because it was the first time she'd ever received a kiss this deep. Garam couldn't gather her wits at all.
And yet she couldn't stop thinking either.
Mmh…♥ They say a first kiss tastes like lemon…
So why did this one taste so strongly of grapes?
And strangely—
Why do I keep wanting more of this kiss…?
She realized herself that she liked this kiss so much she didn't want it to stop.
—Thump.
Garam clutched her heart, pounding as if it would burst, and thought as they kissed.
Now I understand why my close unnies always said you have to date someone to really change as a person.
When it makes you feel like this, how could anyone not change?
While Garam was inwardly reflecting on her unnies' insights about romance—
Hmm. Maybe we should leave the kiss at this…
Taejin decided it was time to end it.
It's a shame, but we should.
Taejin was only human, and of course he wanted to keep kissing someone who was basically a celebrity — honestly, you could just call her one.
If we go any further, the mood will actually start to die.
Mixing tongues deeply wasn't a bad thing, but if they kept going like this the atmosphere would start to drag. He needed to push things forward while the mood was still peaking.
So Taejin set aside a touch of regret and gradually withdrew the tongue he'd been intertwining with Garam's.
Garam's reaction was pure I still want more, why are you stopping?! — but Taejin had no intention of putting this off.
Once his tongue was free, he pulled his lips from hers and said:
"You acted like you weren't going to, but you enjoyed that a lot, huh?"
More precisely, he said it with a smile, the way you'd speak to a lover — and at his words, Garam finally realized what she'd just been doing and flushed even redder with embarrassment.
Looking at her like that, Taejin suddenly understood why people talked about falling in love at first sight.
Wow. So this is why people can't get out once they're in.
Not that Taejin had fallen for her. It was more like… he thought he understood the feeling of being smitten with a celebrity you'd never even properly spoken to.
Anyway, it was a curious feeling.
But that assessment was brief. Because it was time to move on to the next step.
"The movie's almost over. Should we clean up?"
At Taejin's words, Garam's face lit up with startled surprise. More precisely, it was a We're stopping here…? kind of face.
When Taejin found himself smiling at that look, she flushed red again, embarrassed.
Looking at the bashful Garam, Taejin found himself whispering near her ear:
"If you're disappointed… want to go to the bedroom?"
Once again, Garam didn't open her mouth.
But—
—Nod nod.
She made her intentions perfectly clear through action.
At that, Taejin said:
"Then shall we, Princess?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Taejin snapped back to his senses and realized what he'd just said.
P-Princess…?
Even he thought it was a cringey line, and for a second he wondered why he'd said it.
But for reasons he couldn't quite explain, Garam answered as if entranced:
"Y-Yes♥!"
Taejin wondered if this was really okay, but decided that if it worked, it worked.
Garam took Taejin's hand and led him straight into the room.
Not the guest room — her own bedroom.
Garam's bedroom wasn't particularly girly.
She fell for being called Princess, but there's not a single doll in here.
No — there were dolls, but…
They're all famous anime characters?
More precisely, no male characters — just female characters and popular IP figures everywhere.
Total guy-oriented picks.
While Taejin was thinking that, Garam was dying of embarrassment at how filthy her room looked beyond anything she'd imagined.
Uuuugh… if I'd known this would happen, I would've cleaned!
Truth was, she hadn't planned on bringing Taejin into her room at all. She'd meant to take him to the guest room. But under Taejin's touch, she'd somehow ended up bringing him to her own bedroom without realizing it.
Of course, regretting it now was too late. They were already in the room — kicking him out would be weird.
Just as Garam was trying to pull herself together—
—Grab.
Taejin, still holding her hand, lifted her arm and took hold of her wrist.
He didn't grip hard — just wrapped his hand around her wrist — but Garam couldn't shake the sense that he was about to do something, and that thought of hers—
"If you invited me all the way to your room… I don't have to hold back anymore, right?"
—was exactly right.
Taejin said it as he closed the distance one step at a time, and Garam found herself stepping backward without thinking.
And then—
—Thud.
A dead end. More precisely, she caught on the bed and toppled over.
Faced with a man far larger than herself coming toward her, the instinct of a woman — before any Awakened power — made her retreat.
Taejin gently pushed her the rest of the way down, laid her fully on her back, and spoke from above her:
"Let's kiss again."
With that, Taejin kissed her lips once more, and Garam didn't stop him. No — she mixed her tongue with his as if she liked it.
It looked like the same situation as before, but there was one difference.
Namely—
—Sliip.
"Mmph─♥?!"
Taejin had slipped his hand straight under Garam's clothes.
Not below the waist, of course. That wasn't the choice this customer wanted for her romantic scenario.
Strictly speaking, even above the waist probably wasn't exactly what she wanted — but to properly stimulate her desire, she needed a stronger push.
Was that groping her breasts? Correct.
There were other places too, of course, but going that far would probably be too much pressure for now, so he chose her chest.
And so Taejin began kneading her breasts from inside her clothes.
Squish~♥
Along with the soft sensation came—
"Hyaah…♥!"
—the pitiful moan of a woman, and Taejin thought:
This feels a little strange.
For some reason, his heart seemed to be pounding even harder.