Steamy Sexual Service at the Host Bar (2)
Inside the host bar, a noisy melody drifted through the smoky interior. At a small table sat a pink-twintailed idol star and a host of diminutive build. Neither of them said a word — as if they never would.
Haaaah...
On the small table sat a bottle of what looked like extremely expensive whiskey and three glasses. The man lifted the bottle and poured the first measure into the idol's glass. A golden stream traced its way down until the glass was full. Jung Sujin — the nation's little sister — had absolutely no intention of drinking it. Still, she decided to at least accept the gesture of goodwill.
"This is a fine liquor."
Baek Sehyun, who knew absolutely nothing about alcohol, simply muttered a line he'd picked up somewhere.
Jung Sujin looked at the drink he'd poured her and made an awkward face.
"Um... I actually can't really handle alcohol."
She mumbled. Her superhuman body meant she wouldn't get drunk even if she did drink — but she still didn't want to. Maybe it was because she'd only just become a legal adult?
"I've got a pretty small frame, so I get drunk really easily even from a little bit."
That was an excuse too, of course. And one that would never fly. Once you awakened as a superhuman, your height surpassed the average for ordinary people.
Baek Sehyun forced a smile and replied.
"Don't worry. We'll just have a little taste. I won't force you, so take your time."
Jung Sujin stared at the glass, wrestling with herself. Alcohol was definitely a tricky subject. But if she went slowly, a little at a time, the way he'd said... and wouldn't it be rude to completely ignore his hospitality?
"Alright. A sip or two should be fine."
She muttered it like an excuse. The nation's little sister, drinking?! What if a paparazzo caught her? Then she might have no choice but to kill them. An idol's image came first, after all.
"But if I do get drunk, I'll need to ask you right away. If I do anything I shouldn't..."
Baek Sehyun nodded, and Jung Sujin brought the glass to her lips. She drained it in a single go. This was her first time drinking, but for some reason Jung Sujin decided that emptying the glass in one shot was the correct approach.
"Whoa, you can drink!"
"Hoooo! Ugh! That's insanely bitter! This doesn't even taste good... Why does anyone drink this?"
"You're still too young to get it. This is grown-up liquor. Grown-up stuff."
Kim Yerin sloshed whiskey into her own glass, snatched it up, and knocked the whole thing back in one gulp. Then she slammed it down on the table with a thud and crowed like she was laying down the law.
"Ahhh! This booze is killer!"
Baek Sehyun looked at her with something approaching pity. Completely oblivious that his gaze was on her, Yerin kept running her mouth at full volume.
"This is nothing. This is how you're supposed to drink!"
Then she started pouring whiskey straight from the bottle into her mouth. Baek Sehyun just shook his head.
Is the alcohol making her honest, or is this just how she always is?
It occurred to him that she might have tagged along simply to drink. Using "helping him out" as an excuse to drink on someone else's dime... If that was the case, Baek Sehyun would no longer be able to treat Kim Yerin as a human being. Was this a person, or a freeloader?
"Don't overdo it!"
"When I've got such a fine drinking snack right here?"
That was when Kim Yerin shoved Baek Sehyun's small legs apart and grabbed what was between them. His cock seized without warning, he could only let out a strangled gasp and freeze solid in his seat.
"Ah...! Ah—!"
"Oh, damn. This is heaven. Actual heaven."
"Y-you can't touch me there!"
"Why not?"
"That's a man's..."
"It's there to be touched. So why can't I touch it?"
"Th-this is sexual harassment!"
Shameless. So shameless she couldn't even find the words! She'd already kissed a man who looked young enough that the whole thing felt criminal — and now she was groping his cock on top of that? Was this okay? No! This was not okay. This went beyond being an idol. This was a crime!
"This is the kind of place where this is allowed, okay? It's not against the rules at all."
"No! That's not the point!"
"Ah, what, you wanna try too? Fine, I'll yield. Big sis is being extra generous, so go ahead and touch all you want."
Kim Yerin stood up and sat down on the opposite side. In the gap, Baek Sehyun nimbly slid himself over next to Jung Sujin.
"Nnghhh! I'm not doing that!"
"What, you into being the one who gets touched?"
"That's not what I meant! Forget it. I'm just gonna finish this drink and leave!"
Convinced she was being made fun of, Jung Sujin huffed through her teeth as she poured whiskey into her glass in a thin stream. When it was about halfway full, she lifted it and gulped it down.
"Miss Sujin."
"A-ah?!"
If she left now, then what? Baek Sehyun didn't want that. A rare opportunity had fallen into his lap — he'd be a fool not to take it.
He tilted his head slightly, planning to deploy his specialty: that cute face of his. He let as much tension as possible drain from his eyes and looked up at Jung Sujin. Then, ever so casually, he rested his hand on her thigh. Jung Sujin's waist swayed. Pleasure bloomed outward, and for a brief instant her mind went completely white.
"You're leaving already? You came all this way... Wouldn't that be a waste?"
"I-I... Your hand! Your hand!"
"What's wrong with my hand?"
"It's t-touching my thigh!"
Baek Sehyun didn't pull back. The S-class superhuman was showing signs of resistance, but she didn't look like she was about to hurt him. He stroked as thoroughly as he could, sending pleasure radiating in every direction.
"Let me pour you another drink."
"A-ah! I t-told you I was done drinking!"
"Did I... overstep with my hospitality? I-I'm sorry."
Sehyun let his shoulders slump. Just looking at him, you wanted to protect him — he radiated that kind of strange charm. Jung Sujin was a woman herself, after all, and watching him wilt like that stirred an inexplicable maternal instinct in her. Her heart began to pound.
"No! Fine! I'll drink, okay?!"
"Thank you!"
"Then... cheers!"
He lifted the whiskey bottle and poured generously. Normally you'd pour this kind of hard liquor in small amounts — but he filled the glass until it was nearly overflowing. Seeing an entire glass packed to the brim, Jung Sujin looked slightly alarmed. She wouldn't get drunk from drinking it, but the bitter taste would flood her entire mouth.
She hesitated for a moment, then knocked the glass back in one long pull. Her pretty brow furrowed. An ordinary person would have keeled over backward and passed out, but this was an S-class superhuman — she showed no sign of it whatsoever.
"Haaaah..."
"Well done! And this is your reward!"
Peck! He pressed a kiss to the cheek of Jung Sujin, who had just finished her drink and was wiping her mouth with her hand. Her pretty eyes went wide. She'd been caught completely off guard by the sneak attack.
"Huh...?!"
"That's your reward. Our establishment has a rule — if you bravely finish your drink, you get a kiss on the cheek!"
"A r-rule, huh."
Thump-thump. Jung Sujin's heart started pounding for no reason. What was this? Had she drunk too much? No. She was a brave superhuman who wouldn't lose to something as paltry as a buzz. But her heart kept racing. Her face flushed red, hot enough to burn.
"So it was because of the rule! Right?"
"Yes. I kissed you because of the rule."
"Th-then!"
"Yes?"
"Ummm. You know. Maaaybeeee... if I drink a little more. Could you... give me more kisses?"
Ever since her debut with Dugun Dugun Heart Attack, she had deliberately cut off all relationships with the opposite sex. Unless it was strictly business, she wouldn't even make contact. Now, Jung Sujin's long-dead capacity for love had come back to life. No — it was burning. She wanted a deeper relationship with a man. She wanted to turn the person of the opposite sex sitting next to her into someone she actually knew.
"Well. If you finish this whole bottle, I could do it on the lips."
Jung Sujin didn't hesitate. She grabbed the neck of the bottle and started gulping it down without the slightest reservation.
"Hey. That's a six-hundred-dollar bottle..."
Kim Yerin stared in dismay as the expensive liquor vanished in an instant. It was someone else's money, sure — but it still shouldn't disappear like that...
An S-class superhuman could empty a bottle of liquor in no time, of course. Sehyun couldn't help but be impressed that it had vanished in a single breath.
"Hooooooo!"
"W-wooooow! That's actually incredible."
He wasn't just being polite — it really was incredible! That was some seriously strong liquor.
"I! I finished the whole bottle!"
"Yes..."
"You'll praise me now, right?"
Sehyun was startled, but he pulled himself together. He took hold of Jung Sujin's head and drew her toward him. There was no resistance at all.
Peck. Their lips met with a soft sound.
It was the moment a first-rate idol's descent into corruption began.
