Chapter 40
Chapter 40
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Ceria's Stage
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The evening darkness had settled just right, and far off in the distance, I could see Sua standing there.
Sua, waiting shyly at the three-way intersection we'd talked about over the phone, hoping I'd come find her.
As an idol, she'd done her best to hide her beauty with a hat and mask, dressed in the kind of casual college-student look you see all over campus.
But no matter what, she couldn't hide that idol aura.
Her hips strained against her jeans like they might burst the seams, her firm breasts swelling her plain t-shirt.
Her wide hips made her waistline cling tight, leaving no room to spare.
Her perfect proportions gave off such an intimidating vibe that even the pickup artists hesitated to approach.
Even a no-name idol was still an idol, after all.
And I could put girls like her under me, crush them beneath me, make them cry out in pleasure.
Suddenly, strength surged through me.
I pulled up gentlemanly in front of Sua, who was standing by the roadside, and rolled down the window.
Then I motioned for her to get in with my hand.
She bowed her head politely.
Sua spotted me, gave a courteous greeting, and climbed into the car.
Of course, it was just the two of us.
The moment Sua settled into the passenger seat, I started kneading her thigh.
The scent of her skin seeped through her jeans, the fabric soft under my fingers.
The rustling sound of cloth filled the car, somehow sounding lewd.
I couldn't reach her bare skin since she wore pants instead of a skirt, but I could feel how soft and pliant she was.
"D-don't do that!"
"Hm?"
Sua placed her hand over mine.
She pressed lightly as if to push it away, but defiance flared in me, and I kneaded her thigh even harder.
Knead, knead...
Her thighs were toned from idol practice, but they still had that soft, feminine give that no amount of training could erase.
"S-stop... please..!"
"Why? Worried someone might see? This car's tinted pretty well, so it's fine."
"That's not it! I never agreed to anything like this!"
"What?"
Right, that's true.
Even though Sua had moaned and writhed on my cock that day, it was ultimately just sexual favors.
We weren't dating or even friends...
Maybe back then, she'd just gone along with it to keep me happy, since she was already giving it up.
Thinking that way made me feel a twinge of disappointment as her fan, but I didn't stop the groping.
Squish, squish!
"Why do you keep... "
"Want me to call your members right now and say the music show appearance is off again?"
".....No. I'm sorry.."
Tamed now, Sua demurely pressed her thighs together, offering them up.
"There we go, good girl. You sounded so hurt, so I got a little rough too. Don't worry about the music show. As your fan, I guarantee it. Plus, I took your virginity that time, heh."
"Yes... thank you.."
Sua squeezed her legs together tightly, perhaps remembering when she'd spread them for me.
Her reaction was adorable, so on the drive home, I kept one hand on the wheel and stroked her thigh with the other.
At every red light, I grabbed both her breasts, delighting my hands, but Sua just squeezed her eyes shut and let out soft moans without resisting.
"We're here. Get out."
"Yes."
We parked in the underground garage and headed up to the house.
Even in that short time, I wrapped an arm around her waist, groped her hips.
Occasionally squeezing her ass to draw out moans.
"Hngh..! Hn!"
"Don't hold back. No one's around to hear."
"Haaang....!"
Sua let out cute whimpers all the way to the living room sofa.
With such a sensitive body, shaking it in front of crowds for a living... the more I thought about it, the hornier I got.
I turned on the TV, and Music In Us was just starting.
It was past the halfway mark—Ceria's turn was coming up soon.
"Sua, your stage is next. How about we watch it all cozy, naked together?"
"N-no..! Don't!"
I undid the button on Sua's jeans and tugged at the zipper, but it wouldn't go down.
"Why? We've already done everything."
"That was just once for the music show promise! It's over now... you never said anything about more... Honestly, you've been groping my thighs, my ass, my chest since earlier... it makes me uncomfortable."
Her logical words made me pull my hand back.
I kept fooling myself into thinking she'd like it.
"You're right, now that you say it. Sorry. But you knew what you were walking into, didn't you?"
"I came because I was afraid you'd threaten me like before... but if you keep this up, it's a problem, oppa."
"Hm..."
"You said you're a Ceria fan. Let's just watch the music show together, and I'll head out.."
"Didn't you love it when I fucked you that time?"
"Honestly, it wasn't as bad as I thought. But don't forget—it was forced."
"Yeah, too bad."
As I gave up, Sua scooted a big step away and sat there, staring only at the TV, her face slightly flushed and sexy.
Have to stop here? What a shame.
Then a good idea hit me.
"Sua. But I also slotted you into a variety show...."
"....!"
Sua rolled her eyes sideways to gauge my expression.
Her fingers fidgeted anxiously.
"Th-that was something I never asked for..."
"On the phone, you said you always wanted to go on one? I read your mind and made it happen. Too bad. Fine, pretend it never happened. With the music show and 'Idols Have Landed,' your name would've been etched in the communities for sure... Ceria's popularity would've skyrocketed."
"....."
"Ceria's agency is Enric Entertainment, right? They looked strapped for cash. As a fan, I wanted to help, but if you don't want it..."
I picked up my phone.
Found Kim Young-jun PD's number and slowly raised my thumb to the call button.
Making sure Sua could see.
Luckily, my thumb was caught in her hand and stopped.
"Haa... you're really too much.."
"Spread your legs twice, and you get a fixed music show spot and a hot variety gig. Who's being too much? Honestly, I'm going easy because it's you."
I stroked her hair, speaking in a sleazy tone.
"Then... with my hands! Can I just use my hands? Giving my body again feels too much... and I'm on my period today anyway..."
"Just hands?"
"I planned to end the favors after that one time... I cried a lot when I got home that day. Losing my first time like that... I felt so dirty.."
"Hm...."
Sua spoke with a quivering voice. I'd thought once we'd done it, what's another time? But she still wanted to protect her body.
Seeing her teary face stirred a bit of guilt in me, so I agreed to her compromise.
"Fine, for you, I'll let it slide. Use your hands. But you have to allow this too."
Mwah♡
I immediately pressed my lips to hers.
"Mmph!"
Sua recoiled from the sudden kiss, but my arm pulled her close, forcing it on her♡
I shoved my tongue into her mouth, ravaging hers.
Slurp, smack, mwah♡
"Hngh...!!! Mwah...♡"
Sua relaxed her lips as if to say okay up to here, submitting to the deep kiss.
Lick-♡ Lick-♡
Sua's saliva... delicious.
Our hot spit mixed and clung, coating our lips thickly and stickily.
"Puh... haa.. haa..."
"Getting used to kissing now? You're way better than the first time."
"Seriously.. just up to here, okay?"
"Got it. Now, take off my pants yourself."
"....Yes."
Sua fumbled awkwardly with my belt.
Click, clack.
Struggling, a hint of irritation mixed in—adorable.
"Ah, got it."
The belt came undone, zipper down, and she tugged pants and underwear together.
"Where'd you learn this?"
"I didn't learn it..! Just faster to pull them both down..."
Grumbling, she gripped my cock and started jerking it.
"Hoo... feels weird..."
Sua made a strange face as she worked hard to get me hard.
She'd sucked and deepthroated it last time, yet she acted like it was her first—cute pretense.
But it was just mechanical; no emotion behind it.
A cock without feeling wouldn't cum quick.
"Sua. Jerking it like that won't make me finish fast. Kiss it lovingly while you stroke. You still don't know men that well."
"Ugh... seriously..."
Sua's face came right up to mine.
She met my eyes, then squeezed them shut as we got closer, her face beet red from shame at her bold move.
Mwah.. mwah... slurp♡
This time, instead of pressing lips, we stuck out our tongues and dueled.
I hadn't even told her to; I flicked my tongue at her lips, and she extended hers willingly.
Slurp♡ Smooch slurp♡♡
Our tongues danced like snakes, then lips met to swap spit... parted for more tongue play...
Filling the living room with wet sounds.
Lewd, filthy saliva dribbled around her mouth like a baby's.
Sua's hand struggled to grip my fully erect cock, stroking softly.
-Next up on stage?
-This one's fresh and lovely.....
The Music In Us MCs were hyping Ceria's upcoming performance.
Sua squinted toward the TV.
"Puh..! Haa.. i-it's starting..!"
She broke the kiss, whipped her head to the TV with a bright smile, and sped up her hand.
Like a puppy wagging its tail—happy mood makes her handjob faster.
Pat pat pat pat.
Ahh... feels good.
Sua's slender, soft hand stroking my cock... perfect.
But something was missing...
I grabbed her breast with my hand.
"Hn?!"
Sua glared at me for breaking the deal, but I nodded at the TV, and she looked back.
Ceria's first music show stage mattered more than her tit being groped.
Squish squish...♡
"Hngh... haa..!"
Her moans grew louder, so I slipped my hand under her clothes for direct contact.
"No! Stop! We said hands only!"
"Yeah, I'm using my hands."
"Not like that...! Hn?! Haaang♡!!"
Sua lost her words as I pinched her nipple.
-A quartet shining like a rainbow of colors! It's Ceria!
-Woooah-
Sua, breasts clutched in my grip, watched their stage with teary eyes.
