Hotblood Date with Ryuna
After dinner with Ryuna, we strolled side by side down the street. In the chilly night air, this moment with her sent a subtle thrill tickling through my chest. As we walked, her pale skin seemed even more porcelain-like, and every breath she took produced a visible puff of white vapor. It made her look somehow fragile, stirring a protective instinct deep inside me. A powerful urge to pull her into a tight hug. I barely held it back.
Gazing at Ryuna again, her prim cheeks were flushed a decent pink from the cold wind, making them look so lovable I wanted to warm them with my lips. And being this close, her faint fragrance teased my nose, pounding my heart like a drum. Just this scent alone was enough to make my head spin—what if I buried my face in her soft flesh and inhaled deeply? Her body scent was driving me crazy with curiosity.
While I was lost in those suspicious thoughts, Ryuna's alluring figure drew the gazes of every man passing by. Glance. Glance. Pretending not to, but their lecherous eyes were obvious. Even guys with their girlfriends rolled their eyes frantically for one more peek at her. Honestly, it was blatant.
"...Ryuna."
"Yes?"
"Feels like a lot of people are staring."
"Really? Isn't it always like this?"
Ryuna said it casually, and that indifference made her seem like a cool beauty, only amplifying her charm. She probably didn't notice anything off because she was so used to men's stares. Fair enough—I sneak peeks at pretty girls on the street too. For her, it was just the everyday attention she got whenever she stepped out.
But a woman like that was walking with me right now, on a date. Of course, I knew it was all business. So didn't it make sense for me to get bold in this moment and milk every bit of Hotblood Fan treatment? Business was business, after all.
"Ryuna, we're... like, on a date right now, right?"
"Yesss~ That's right! A special date just for Shin Jun-seo oppa, the one who renewed Hotblood Fan in one day♡"
"Then... this is okay, right?"
I grabbed her arm and pulled her tight against my side. She hesitated for a second, looking flustered, but then flashed a bright smile and hooked her arm through mine, playing along.
"O-of course! Normally it'd be tricky, but... for Jun-seo oppa, this much is just fan service♡"
"Normally tricky means... the other Hotblood Fans don't get this?"
"Ahaha... The other Hotblood oppas are great too, of course, but... age gap makes it awkward to walk around together, you know?"
"Ah."
So from her perspective, I was the lucky same-age guy who snagged this premium Food Date. Dating some older uncle would look weird to outsiders, but with someone my age, it passed for normal. That thought boosted my confidence. Made me feel like I could push for more.
Emboldened, I wrapped my arm even more daringly around her slim waist, yanking her flush against me.
"Eek...?!"
With a cute little gasp, Ryuna pressed her massive breasts against my body, clinging tight. It wasn't her idea—I'd pulled her in suddenly—but to anyone watching, we looked like a sweet couple. Her soft, squishy tits felt plush even through our clothes, cozy and warm. The height difference made her face nestle against my shoulder, radiating fresh innocence.
Everything's great, but damn, these tits... Did I go too far?
Setting everything else aside, the sensation of our bodies was way more vivid than I'd expected. My mistake for not accounting for the sheer size of Ryuna's rack. She obviously knew her boobs were rubbing all over my torso and looked up at me quietly...
"...Hehe♡ Kinda embarrassing for our first time like this."
"Ah, if it's uncomfortable..."
"But I like it up to here. It's a date, after all♡"
"Huh? Oh, yeah..."
Contrary to my worries, she responded warmly and snuggled obediently into my arms. Boldness wins the beauty, they say—and my risky skinship paid off handsomely. I paraded down the night street with Ryuna tucked against my side. My hand kneaded her narrow waist little by little; at first her eyes twitched, but she kept smiling and took it well.
The men's stares shifted too. Before, they'd only sneaked peeks at Ryuna. Now they glanced at her, then at me—the guy holding such a stunner—to size me up. I reveled in it, and any guys whose eyes met mine looked away guiltily and hurried past. Ownership swelled in my chest, a conqueror's thrill... Emotions I'd never felt before surged through me.
If we ended up sleeping together... it'd be a dream come true.
While I entertained those naughty thoughts, we arrived at the department store. Inside, the cold air turned warm, bright lights and flashy displays welcoming us. The clothing section was on the second floor, so we headed for the escalator, but Ryuna paused at the cosmetics counter. She picked up a tester lipstick, elegantly applied it in front of the mirror, making her lips pop even redder, then asked my opinion.
"Oppa, how do I look? Does the color match my lips?"
"Yeah, it suits you."
It matched so perfectly I wanted to grab her face and kiss her senseless right there.
"I have this color at home too. Next time we do a Food Date, I'll wear it for you."
"..."
With that, she grabbed my arm and dragged me to the clothing store. "Next time we do a Food Date"—did that mean she'd do them often if I kept showering her with Moon Cakes?
What's after Food Date? Drink Date? After that...? Bed date possible?!
While I watered the seed she'd planted in my mind, Ryuna picked out outfits based on her fashion sense and made me try them on. They were safe black suit pants, a white shirt, a knit sweater on top, and a dark trench coat to tie it all together cleanly.
"I ignored the price and went for style. That's okay, right?"
"Yeah, I'll go change."
"Yup yup, can't wait♡"
Ryuna dove in like it was her own shopping, eyes sparkling with genuine excitement. I hurried to the fitting room, changed, and came out looking sharp. She clapped wildly, jumping up and down.
"See?! Told you it suits you! No need to tweak anything—just wear this. With your build and handsome face, you'll attract plenty of girls?"
"For real? Even you think so?"
"Of course~♡"
She hooked my arm between her breasts, rubbing her face against me like a puppy full of aegyo. It was supposed to be a date, but this screamed happy couple. No doubt—if she'd done Food Dates sooner, Ryuna would've dominated the entire Daltivi camgirl scene.
After that, she curated a few more sets for me, all hits. Stylish looks that even I thought were cool. My old sloppy clothes suddenly seemed trash-worthy; I wanted to dump them immediately.
"How's this? Enough sets? Or should I pick more?"
"Nah, this is plenty. Thanks to you, I lost track of time shopping. Appreciate it."
"No problem! I had fun too♡"
She grinned like a schoolgirl, even though it wasn't her shopping. Her smile was so pure now, I couldn't tell if it was an act to hook a big spender or real. Either way, as the customer, I was thrilled. I felt happy enough to blast more Moon Cakes for another date as we left the store.
Ryuna, of course, came out arm-in-arm. I'd changed into the first outfit she'd picked.
"Oppa, oppa. Let's go there now."
"There?"
She pointed to a hair salon. My long, shaggy hair kept blocking my view. I'd neglected it since I never cared about looks, but it bugged her too—she dragged me straight in and told the stylist exactly what style to give me. I zoned out blissfully under the expert snipping, and when we emerged, a sturdy, upscale man stared back from the mirror. Was that me?
I gawked blankly; Ryuna stood beside me, staring too.
"Whoa..."
"What, Ryuna?"
"I figured you'd clean up nice, but... way better than I imagined?"
"Yeah? Hm..."
Thanks, but since this was a Hotblood date, was it lip service or real? Hard to tell.
"Oh, oppa. Let me fix your collar."
"Collar? It's fine..."
"I'll do it. Come here."
Like a wife, she approached, straightened my clothes. Her hand slid to my chest; she gasped in admiration, pressing and kneading it.
"Oh... wow..."
"What're you doing, Ryuna?"
Her delicate fingers poked, stroked, explored my pecs. With a fascinated look, she said,
"Oppa... but why's your body so ripped?"
"Uh... did manual labor?"
"Like construction? Hehe..."
"Yeah."
"Huh? For real?"
"Why, does it seem off?"
"No! I think guys who do hard labor are amazing! My dad did it too after his business tanked and we were drowning in debt—to feed us. Now he's a foreman!"
"What? That's true?"
I recalled the Yeocam Gallery story about her: poor childhood, debt, couldn't afford nice things or college, jumped into camming at 20. Fine, whatever—but if it was all real...
Never dated because of work...? A fox-like knockout from rags, total man-eater material? The stuff of fantasies... right in front of me?
I wanted to claim her. Pin her down, spread her legs, verify it all. Lay her under me and make her scream till the world faded. Pour 23 years of pent-up lust into her. And I wasn't my old self anymore. A 130 billion won crypto billionaire. Apparently a buff, handsome guy by her account. We'd dated, so some rapport built... This was my shot.
While I plotted to tumble her into bed, she tilted her head.
"Huh? What's true?"
"Oh, nothing. Just... you look like a rich girl, so hearing about your tough family surprised me."
"Ahaha... I get that a lot. Things are way better now, it's fine... Ah, thinking about the old days bummed me out. Hng..."
"Yeah? Wanna grab drinks to cheer up? You worked hard styling me—I wanna treat you to something pricey."
"...?"
Smooth pivot. I'd suggested a Drink Date seamlessly. Or so I thought—Ryuna just blinked like I'd spouted nonsense. Awkward silence. Too much? Time to backpedal—then she spoke first.
"Let's go."
"What?"
"To drinks. You said pricey stuff..."
"I'm gonna drink a ton, okay?"
"...!"
She crinkled her eyes cutely and swayed her hips ahead, beckoning me to follow. Bewitched, I trailed her to a fancy nearby bar. We sat, gazing at each other, and began learning everything about one another.