Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: A-yeon's Thighs
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The smooth texture under my hand. It was so addictive that I couldn't pull away.
Touching Yoo A-yeon's thigh, that thought dominated my mind.
I wanted to keep my hand there forever.
It was amazing. Idols danced around so wildly on stage—how could their legs be this soft?
Shouldn't they be firm with muscle? Yoo A-yeon's thighs, white as jade, soft like marshmallows...
Touching them is insanely hot...! I want to touch more!
*Squish... squish...♡*
I fiddled with Yoo A-yeon's thigh, watching her reaction. At first, she resisted, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, but after a moment, she seemed to reluctantly accept it.
"Just the thigh... only up to the thigh, okay..?"
"Really? You're really giving me permission? You, A-yeon?"
"Eek..! Are you toying with me? You put me in this no-choice situation and... Hn! Don't squeeze so hard!"
It wasn't so much created as it happened by accident... but anyway, it was the best situation for me.
The call with An PD had made her think that offering her thigh was getting off cheap, relatively speaking.
Other trainees had agencies providing sexual favors just to barely break through, but she could block it all with one thigh. That's how the math worked out.
But still, no matter how you sliced it, she was a top-tier famous idol, leagues above the no-name ones so far. Did this even make sense?
"A-yeon must be really desperate, huh? Honestly, I was a bit impulsive. Never thought you'd allow this."
"You wouldn't know because you're from the station! The fate of idols blacklisted by the big agencies... They refuse to work with agencies they don't like... Hn! Those cowards say they won't let our kids perform unless those ones drop out... Kyaa!"
Yeah, when a major agency pulls that, PDs have no choice but to side with them.
Ratings-wise, featuring idols with huge fanbases is obviously more profitable.
Plus, there's no upside to burning bridges with the big players...
Either way, Yoo A-yeon had been solidly blacklisted by Peya Entertainment, so she needed to appear on My Producer and get our station's protection. And she absolutely had to debut to continue her idol career?
No other place would take her, fearing retaliation from a major agency.
I licked my lips.
To both her and Peya Enter, I was just as cowardly and petty.
But the deed was done, and I was her only lifeline now.
Buoyed by confidence, I kneaded the thigh of this naive woman who'd opened up about her entire plight even harder.
*Squish squish♡!!*
"Ha-ut!! Haa... How did I end up... Hn! Hnngh... Goosebumps... It's filthy.."
Her words said one thing, but her resistance was fading bit by bit.
Yoo A-yeon let me grope her body while sobbing pathetically.
Still, her strong pride kept her from shedding endless tears.
Maybe that very pride—hating the public's talk that she'd faded without big-agency backing—was why she was doing this now.
How everything had aligned so perfectly to force her body into my hands... Thanking the heavens, I grew bolder on her moist thigh, rubbing the inner side more daringly.
"Ah, no, not there...!"
*Rub rub rub...!*
Wow, the texture is out of this world.
It's like grasping clean waves rippling in my hand...
Hard to believe it's human skin like mine.
And since she'd spread her legs, it was soaked with her scent.
Insanely hot...!
I brought my palm, still slick from rubbing her thigh, to my nose.
The scent was her feminine aroma mixed with Founder's fragrance.
Rubbing her inner thigh near the crotch had clearly let some lewd pussy smell seep in.
'We've come this far... a little more...?'
Human greed is sneaky.
Just moments ago, grateful for the impulsive thigh grab, now I eyed beyond it.
That pretty, stunning face... the beauty that enchanted countless fans and cemented Premist as the top girl group... I wanted to hold it in my hands...
As if I were her lover, I caressed Yoo A-yeon's cheek.
It was flushed red from the thigh-touching heat.
The warmth in her cheek mirrored the steamy atmosphere.
I stroked that alluring cheek, teasing her mercilessly...
Slap!
"Get your filthy hand off!"
"....."
Did I go too far?
Yoo A-yeon glared at me like she wanted to kill me.
Her narrowed brows chilled her radiant beauty.
Having crossed the line, I reflected for a moment.
'Yoo A-yeon is top-tier among idols. Even the thigh is an unbelievable score...'
Trying to devour a first-string idol's body all at once was pure greed.
"Sorry. Touching A-yeon-ssi's thigh, as a man, I couldn't help myself..."
"If you go any further here, I'll make you regret it, even if it means quitting entertainment altogether.."
"....Got it. My hands stop at A-yeon-ssi's thigh. But in return,"
"...? Kyaa! What are you doing! Let go!"
I snatched Yoo A-yeon's hand and pressed it against the bulging tent in my pants.
If there was a limit to me touching her luscious body, I could just have her touch me instead.
A kind of compromise.
"A-yeon-ssi's hand has to relieve my urge."
"What kind of crazy talk is that?! In exchange for letting you touch my thigh...!"
"Other bitches use their pussies to milk my cum, but A-yeon can't even use her hand? You're not exactly in a position to refuse."
"No way! I won't! I just won't do it!"
Yoo A-yeon struggled desperately to pull her hand away, but I savored the sight and refused to let go.
This slender, warm hand... I just wanted it wrapped around my cock. That was it.
She had no choice here but to give in to my demand.
Like she'd run out and file a report or something.
Not when she'd only made enemies instead of allies.
But a little sweet talk was needed.
I didn't want things to blow up either, and I really wanted to make her mine.
"It's nothing much. Just a handjob. With your popularity, A-yeon-ssi, appearing on My Producer would easily get you into the debut lineup. You know that deep down, and that's what you're aiming for, right?"
"No, that has nothing to do with this..!"
"It does. Appearing on My Producer directly ties you to our project girl group, Seras. That's a huge win, isn't it?"
"Even so, you want me to jerk off your dick for a spot?! What do you take me for! Be grateful even for the thigh! Let go right now!"
"Okay."
I released her hand as she wanted.
Yoo A-yeon yanked it back like she'd been burned by something hot, clutching it tight. But even then, she looked a bit flustered.
Probably thrown off by how readily I obeyed.
"Forcing a handjob would be too much, yeah."
"Of course! Don't say such dirty words!"
"I won't touch your thigh anymore either."
"?!"
"Thinking about it, I don't need to. If A-yeon-ssi wants to appear, permit the thigh and the handjob. If not, just send me home."
I stood up, acting like the mood was ruined.
Of course, my erection made my crotch embarrassingly tented, but I planned to use it like an hourglass.
"I won't force A-yeon-ssi either. Both sides have to willingly give what the other wants for it to mean anything. So, this lasts until my bulge goes down. If you don't handjob me by then, we pretend nothing happened, and I'll erase you from my mind."
"I already said I allowed the thigh! Push any further, and I won't do it!"
Her face was fierce, but her voice cracked nicely, almost whiny.
Good thing I asked for a handjob, not oral—her bared teeth would've bitten it off otherwise.
"If not, I'm leaving."
"Hmph! Then stand there and go ahead."
Yoo A-yeon crossed her arms and turned her head away.
She really won't...? Did I overplay my hand?
But backing down now wouldn't satisfy me.
Swallowing my anxiety, I kept lewd thoughts going to maintain the erection.
I even did a little hip thrust.
"Too bad. Peya Enter's about to drop the bad press... 'Yoo A-yeon withdraws and terminates contract due to personal issues.' She vanishes from TV without a trace... Plenty of juicy narrative to stir fan imaginations."
"I said enough!"
"But if you debut through My Producer, even Peya Enter couldn't pull any crap. That'd be stupidly making an enemy of our station. And even after the project ends, blood's thicker than water—we'd protect you under our wing..."
"Shut up!"
"My dick's going soft."
Just like that, the hourglass was running out.
Even with my stamina, standing idle like this deflated the erection eventually.
It felt kinda lonely, too.
'Tsk, I got ahead of myself.'
My compromise had failed too.
No matter how shitty the situation, she was still first-string. Mistake thinking I could milk cum right away.
I'd misjudged the difficulty. Should've settled for the thigh, then peeled off clothes bit by bit next time.
What a shame...
By then, my dick had mostly gone down.
Time to stop standing like an idiot and just leave...
I took one step forward with that in mind when something stopped me.
"A-yeon-ssi..?"
"Uh... ha... Just sit down first..."
Greed sometimes brings big rewards.
That simple 'sit down' made my dick spring right back up...!