Peeping on the Caretaker
She could only stare in shock at what was unfolding before her.
This was unmistakably a sexual act. And of all places, it was happening in this sacred space meant for recovering from the day's exhaustion.
Jung Sujin instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around herself. She intended to ignore the strange sounds coming from the neighboring bed and simply fall asleep.
But she couldn't. The moans kept seeping through the thin blanket, relentless and unending.
They're raping someone who's asleep...!
This was unforgivable. A woman with no will of her own — and not just anyone, but Han Yuri, someone who could be called her own colleague — was being raped right now, without the slightest consent.
She decided to get up immediately and stop that outrageous dorm caretaker.
He doesn't even look the type! But what he's doing is utterly filthy! You disgusting bastard.
She was going to hand that rapist straight over to the police. She had to. Murder was absolutely not permitted in this space, after all.
"Nnhh... a little harder... aahh..."
At that faint female moan, Jung Sujin's eyes flew wide open. What? Just now...
"Haaah! Haaah! Hah!"
"Harder. Nnhh!"
"Ah, I got it, so stop nagging. I'm doing it right now..."
Jung Sujin clamped a hand over her mouth. She'd nearly screamed.
Han Yuri — the one she'd been certain was being unilaterally raped — was letting out sweet, melting moans, rolling her hips in time with his thrusts!
Then even more explicit sounds, along with the swaying edge of the blanket, drew her gaze. The passionate noise of coupling, thick and wet with heat, stirred something deep in Jung Sujin's chest.
"Ah... aahh... it feels so good. Do it more."
Jung Sujin had no choice but to hold her breath and listen, caught by the ragged panting and those sticky, rhythmic sounds. Was this really allowed to happen? She threw off her blanket and covered her flushed, burning cheeks in shame. But her curiosity refused to settle.
It was a primal human instinct. Any healthy male and female would naturally be drawn to the act of reproduction.
"Aahh! Yes! Like that — deeper, just like that!"
Han Yuri's breathless moans grew rougher by the second. It sounded like she was truly on the verge of climax.
Jung Sujin found herself drawn more and more to the sounds spilling from between the blankets. What on earth was going on? Idols weren't supposed to get raped!
"Ah... I'm going crazy. I'm really—!"
"Kkuhh!"
Baek Sehyun's cry rang out as his hips bucked hard.
Jung Sujin's breathing grew ragged. Why were they doing this? They were both completely insane. You'd have to be out of your mind to do something like that!
"Nngh... I'm really about to—!"
As the climax approached, Han Yuri let out a sobbing moan and arched her back rigidly.
Jung Sujin, too, curled her spine and writhed, biting down hard on her lip. And at the same moment, a massive groan like a scream filled the space beyond her door. They weren't even trying to hide it. It was as if they wanted her to hear.
A thick, raw pulsing filled the room. Jung Sujin knew exactly what that sound was. It was a male depositing his genes inside a female — the final, decisive ejaculation.
"..."
There was no longer anything resembling an idol on that bed. Just a male and a female. Nothing more, nothing less.
Panting, Jung Sujin felt her thighs grow damp. How had this happened? Her lower body was slowly, steadily getting wet.
"You came inside?"
"Y-you suddenly wrapped your legs around my waist."
"It felt too good. What was I supposed to do?"
The two who had been moaning so loudly just moments ago now started whispering to each other, belatedly hushed.
What on earth... If they were going to do this, they shouldn't have started in the first place. Jung Sujin was flustered, but she closed her eyes.
Well, it seems like it's over now. Thank goodness... I thought I was actually going to lose my mind.
When morning came, she would have to drive that man out. Of course Han Yuri might object... but the other members would surely take her side.
Thinking that, she decided she needed to fall asleep quickly. She needed to get through this night.
"Now, next up..."
What? What did he just say? There was a next?
The dorm caretaker slid down from atop Han Yuri and started walking. W-where was he going now?!
He's crazy, he's crazy! He's insane! Don't tell me it's me? That's not happening. The moment he touches me, I'll beat him senseless...
Fortunately, his footsteps didn't stop in front of Jung Sujin's bed. He padded softly, softly, toward her left.
Baek Hanyoung was lying there. Wait. Was he going after her too? Jung Sujin's body twitched.
"One down. Next..."
This shameless rapist climbed on top of Baek Hanyoung's body. Then he grunted and strained for quite a while, flipping the soundly sleeping woman onto her stomach.
"Sheesh... stop pretending to be asleep. Come on!"
"..."
He muttered something, but she couldn't make it out clearly. She was far too aroused to catch such small sounds.
A short time later, faint movement became visible from the bed beside Jung Sujin's. For a moment everything went silent, breath held — then a small moan leaked out.
"Nngh... w-who are you?"
"No. Why would you say something like th— ...Understood. We'll proceed that way, then."
Baek Hanyoung's innocent, delicate voice drifted over. This time she sounded pure and fragile. Award-worthy acting. She could have been an actress instead of an idol.
"Shhh. Please keep quiet. Jung Sujin next to us will wake up."
"Please don't do this..."
"Shh. Just relax and let go. You'll start feeling good soon."
She was already wide awake! He'd already done it once, and now he was reaching out again! Jung Sujin's mouth fell open in horror.
"Kya, kyaaaaah...!"
"Why are you screaming... We agreed to do it this way."
"Y-you pervert! I'm calling the police!"
Jung Sujin held her breath and listened to the sounds from beside her. The succession of screams and moans made her heart start pounding.
With one hand he gripped Baek Hanyoung's surprisingly slender waist, and with the other he squeezed her breasts, thrusting his hips in heavy, jolting motions.
"Nngh! It's too tight!"
Baek Hanyoung's wails grew louder. It sounded like a beast crying out. Of course it was all an act, but Jung Sujin believed every word of it. And those moans were soon swallowed by wet, squelching sounds.
"Tear it."
"What?"
"Tear my clothes. Then you can push your cock in deeper."
Naturally, she couldn't hear that. The person right next to them wasn't in any state of mind to catch such small sounds.
He wasn't particularly keen on it, but Sehyun ripped her lower garments apart and drove himself in deeper. Doing it by force... was this really okay?
"Please... stop... I don't want this!"
"I-if anyone hears, I'll sound like a complete villain!"
"I-I'm calling the police! Stop it!"
Baek Hanyoung's tearful cries rang out. Jung Sujin did think she ought to help... but she couldn't.
Right now her body was overflowing with curiosity. What would happen if she just left them alone? How exactly was he going to rape Baek Hanyoung? That was simply how she felt.
He moved his hips like a beast. His motions grew rougher, and the moans and the slap of flesh against flesh reached their peak.
"Nnhaaaah, aaaaaah! I-it feels too good!"
Screams filled the room. He, too, seemed to be gasping his way toward climax.
He gripped Baek Hanyoung's waist and drove himself with every last ounce of strength. The moans and the sound of bodies colliding pounded against Jung Sujin's chest.
"Nngh... I'm already about to come!"
Baek Sehyun growled roughly as he stabbed his hard cock into every corner of her insides.
Hanyoung's screams echoed through the room, and a moment later he let out a thin moan and exhaled his last breath.
A thick, pulsing gush — earlier than expected. Maybe he'd overexerted himself the first time? He poured every drop of semen he had deep inside her.
"Hooooh."
He collapsed weakly onto Baek Hanyoung's large body. Then he slowly got up, gauging his still half-stripped, swaying frame, and climbed down from the bed.
"Two left."
Baek Sehyun glanced briefly to the left. Jung Sujin quickly shut her eyes, held her breath, and pretended to be asleep. He looked at her for a moment, then turned his head away.
What on earth is this?! T-two left? He's still planning to keep going?!
Jung Sujin tossed and turned, breathing hard. Everything below her waist felt soaked, and the room reeked of semen... And yet how much more was he planning to do?
What if...
What if that man tried to violate her.
How long would she last? That cock that had made even Baek Hanyoung wail and moan — just how much of it...
She didn't dare imagine.