Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: What Are You Doing? Hurry Up and Suck It.
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The rush of dominance from having bent the prideful Main Vocalist Shin Ye-rin to my will with my ability sent my blood surging through every vein in my body.
I quickly stepped away from the door, yanked down my pants, and flopped onto the sofa.
Shin Ye-rin snapped her eyes open and pleaded with me.
"Wait a second! N-not here... after filming ends, somewhere else..."
"Ye-rin."
I cut her off, thrusting the cheek she'd slapped earlier right in her face.
"If you'd come around just a little sooner, I wouldn't have gotten slapped today. And yet you're still talking about doing it somewhere else?"
"Still... what if someone comes in?"
Shin Ye-rin couldn't hide her anxiety as she glanced at the door. That pathetic look made me snort in derision.
"Oh, scared someone might see? You didn't give a damn about the looks I'd get—reaming me out in front of your members like that?"
"......"
She had no comeback to that and just bowed her head.
I didn't press her further. Instead, I shoved my half-lowered pants the rest of the way down and pulled out my swollen cock.
"Stop wasting time. Do it here. Handjob."
Shin Ye-rin's eyes widened in shock.
My dick had been hard since she freaked out in the waiting room earlier, veins bulging along the shaft.
She froze solid at the sight of it, dark red and throbbing.
"Haa."
"......!"
I let out a reluctant sigh, and her shoulders trembled faintly.
I ignored the quiver, pulled out my smartphone, and set a timer.
"You know staff might come looking if we drag this out too long? I'll give you one minute."
"Eut......"
The timer started counting down from 60 seconds right in front of her eyes.
As the time ticked away, Shin Ye-rin grew frantic.
"I've never done anything like this before!"
"So?"
"......It's natural to hesitate if you spring it on me out of nowhere..."
"Exactly. So?"
I looked up at her with flat, emotionless eyes.
She glanced back and forth between my rigidly erect cock and my impassive stare, then started sniffling like she might cry.
And just like that, the 60 seconds were up.
-Bzzz. Bzzz.
The timer shattered the heavy silence with its vibration.
Shin Ye-rin's face drained of color as she stared at it in my hand. I pocketed the phone and started pulling my pants back up.
"That's it. Let's go."
I hauled my pants up again.
I'd just stuffed my aching dick back into my underwear and was about to stand from the sofa when—
"Wait!"
Shin Ye-rin grabbed my shoulders with both hands, loaded with layered rings, pinning me down.
I could have shaken her off easily, but the desperate look on her face as she loomed over me from my seated position was too entertaining.
She rushed to add,
"I'll do it! That'll make you happy, right?!"
"Do what?"
"Th-that thing..."
She mumbled it so quietly it was barely audible.
I smirked and pressed her.
"What thing?"
"You know, that..."
"How would I know what you're gonna do?"
"Eut......"
I played dumb, and she flushed red, mortified even to say it out loud.
Then she lowered her hands from my shoulders and pointed between my legs.
"H-handjob... I'll do it."
Her emotions welled up as she forced the words out, and she nearly broke into sobs—but she swallowed them back.
She started to move to sit beside me, but I shoved her back with one hand on her back.
"Ack...!"
She stumbled away weakly, turning back to me in bewilderment.
I scoffed.
"Too late. You wasted my precious time, and now you wanna do it?"
"No! I can really do it!"
"Oh yeah?"
She clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle a sob and nodded desperately. Her golden hair swayed with the motion.
'Gonna see a whole new side of her today.'
I twisted my lips into a smirk, lowered my pants again, and pulled my dick back out.
It had gone half-soft while she dithered.
I nodded toward it at her.
"See? It's almost completely deflated because of you."
"How is that my fault?"
Even now, she had the gall to talk back. Impressive.
"It died because you took too long, so it's your fault. Not mine."
"That's such bullshit...!"
"Strip as punishment and give me that handjob."
"What?"
"Take it all off."
I nodded at her—at her clothes specifically—and she looked at me like I'd grown a second head.
I turned to her as fresh tears welled up.
"What's with the reaction? Haven't you learned yet?"
"You never said anything about stripping!"
"Ye-rin."
I called her name, and she flinched, shoulders hunching.
I let my eyes rake slowly from her milky white legs up to her chest, lingering.
"I could quit right now and be fine. But you? If I make sure you never sing again, turn you into a joke so your dance skills go to shit too, how you gonna be an idol then?"
"......"
"If you don't want that, get your head straight and do it."
"Hic......"
Unable to withstand the oppressive atmosphere, Shin Ye-rin finally let the tears she'd been holding back stream down her face.
She hesitated, then raised trembling hands and slowly began undressing. I drank in the sight of her pale skin coming into view.
One by one, the buttons of her crisp white blouse came undone, revealing the thin white camisole underneath.
She shrugged that off next, exposing the swell of her cleavage hugged by her bra.
'Status said 70C, right.'
I hadn't had a good sense of what that meant before. But seeing it now, it hit me intuitively.
Maybe because her waist was so slim, but seeing it bare made me think, 'That's it? No way.'
Fucking stacked, seriously?
And her skin was so fair it made it even hotter. Faint blue veins showed through the exposed flesh above her bra—why the hell was even that turning me on?
While I ogled her, she undid the hook and zipper of her short denim skirt and bent over to slide it off completely. Her panties came into view.
She barely held back her sobs as she pleaded,
"......Please, not the underwear."
"Take it off."
Was she nuts?
Like I'd compromise on that?
I crushed that last flicker of hope, and she bit her lip in humiliation.
My heart pounded wildly at the sight of her—stripping on command, sucking if I told her to. She was mine now.
With a sad, puppy-like pout, she reached behind her back. Her bra loosened and dropped to the floor.
Her hidden breasts filled my vision.
Two perfect mounds of pale flesh, topped with pink nipples that hardened into tight peaks from the chill in the air.
As she bent to remove her panties, her golden wavy hair and breasts swayed gracefully.
With them off, her pussy was finally revealed.
Her mound! Her slit! That glorious spot!
No words did it justice—it was perfection.
"Hic, ugh......"
Now fully naked, Shin Ye-rin crossed her arms over herself to cover up.
I scowled immediately.
"Stay still."
"......"
I'd meant don't cover up, but she went dead silent too. Tears streaming silently down her naked cheeks wasn't a bad look either.
The girl I'd lusted after so desperately was now the one desperate for me. Dopamine exploded beyond my wildest dreams.
I took my time admiring her body.
No excess fat anywhere—just smooth, flawless curves. It was like all the meat she'd eaten had gone straight to her tits and ass. Perfect proportions.
Just looking at her brought my dead dick roaring back to full erection.
She gasped softly at the twitch.
I alternated glances between my cock and her soft, unworked hands.
"If you wanna finish quick, make me cum quick."
"Shut up."
She seemed somewhat resigned but couldn't fully suppress her anger, spitting curses as she sat beside me—a careful distance away.
Trembling with tension, she hesitated before gingerly wrapping one hand around my dick.
Feeling the hot blood throbbing through it repulsed her; she squeezed her eyes shut tight. The dopamine hit, and my cock jerked on its own.
As if sensing the throb, she clenched her jaw, then finally started moving her hand—slowly.
Stroke. Stroke.
Her cool, stiff fingers dragged the skin along the shaft.
It moved, but there was zero pleasure.
It was worse than jerking myself off. I let out a hollow laugh.
"No guy experience, huh? Guess that's true."
She snapped her eyes open, indignation flaring.
"Of course I've ne—!"
"Just suck it."
"......Pardon?"
"Suck it. Your handjob sucks."
Her eyes wavered.
Tears pooled again as she stared at me like a pitiful puppy, hoping I'd take it back.
"What're you doing? Hurry up and suck it."
"......"
No way in hell.
At my urging, she grimaced in agony. She gripped the shaft with the hand that had been shaking it, then slowly leaned down and pressed her cheek against my cock.
Chup...
"Haa..."
Hot breath from deep in her throat enveloped my dick, sending electric shivers through me.
I stroked her wavy golden hair.
"That's more like it. Smart girl, Ye-rin."
"Mmph, hng... gng..."
She hated sucking my cock—kept squeezing her eyes shut, refusing to look.
But her mouth didn't stop.
No bobbing head, just focused on sucking as ordered.
Slurp, chup. Slurrrp.
Every hard suck pulled precum from my slit, mixing with her saliva into lewd wet sounds.
Her tongue pressed firm against the underside, slick and supportive.
The heat made my shaft twitch. Saliva seeped between the frenulum and glans.
I looked down at her slurping away.
'The Shin Ye-rin who treated me like shit depending on her mood... now mouthing the dick she treated like shit?'
LUNIQUE's Main Vocalist, Shin Ye-rin—praised as the pure idol across every forum, the one who'd mocked others.
And now she was sucking my dick.
Not of her own free will.
Like a slave, desperate and pathetic.
"Gag... guk! Hng...!"
"Suck it right. Almost there."
"Hng! Khek...! Heuk...!"
Sudden climax surged; I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock balls-deep into her throat.
She scrunched her straight brows and smacked my thigh, but I held firm.
"Mmph, hngg...! Hk... glk...!"
She thrashed like a goose, gagging wildly.
Precum and spit bubbled out around her crimson lips.
Then, finally—
"Ugh... urk...!"
She dry-heaved, throat bulging hugely, and I unleashed, pumping cum deep inside.
Splurt, spluuurt! Spuuurt!
Semen surged from my balls into her mouth. My dick pulsed, spewing thick white ropes—some splattering onto her chest.
She was shell-shocked, not just taking it in her mouth but getting it on her body too.
"Ugh... uek... khek!"
She spat it straight onto the floor.
I chuckled darkly at the sight. She whipped around with a venomous glare.
It held zero threat.
I tossed some tissues at her feet.
She wiped up the mess on the floor hesitantly, then squirmed in disgust at the sticky feel on her soles.
I snatched the soiled tissues away and grinned at her.
"I'll clean up this time. Next time, swallow."
"......Next time?"
She blanked out for a second, then realized what I meant and glared daggers, like she wanted to kill me.
Much better than when she'd sucked me off. Way more satisfying.