A-ra's New Job (2) 19+
A-ra's New Job (2) 19+
Before I knew it, we were home.
I thought we'd stop by the mart on the way, but maybe we didn't need to.
"You'll understand once we go inside."
"Did you order something in advance?"
A-ra giggled, clearly amused.
Did the apartment building handle deliveries underground too?
They might do it for the residents, at least.
"Seong-hwan-a. Give me your ID card."
"What about yours, Noona?"
"Mine's inside."
I took out my wallet and handed A-ra the ID card.
The door that had guarded our home like an iron fortress
was breached by a single card and fell.
"Wh...what the."
When I stepped inside, the living room and kitchen
were crowded with cameras, lights, and microphones,
and people who looked like staff were bustling around.
It felt exactly like a filming set you'd see in a documentary.
This is our house, right?
"It wasn't a personal channel?!"
"Huh? It is a personal channel. They said everything has to be high quality."
From what I gathered, the things celebrities film and upload for YouTube these days
aren't shot alone — they're produced with their agency attached.
So that's how those high-quality videos with the subtitles you'd only see on TV come out.
I finally understood.
Ah, now that I think about it, they said Ppyu-jong-won's channel also films with several PDs attached.
"Director, you'll add the over-frame (off-screen voice), right?"
"Let's just grab either of the two PDs and have them do it."
"Anyone from the lighting team who took an ashi (tripod)?"
"A-ra-ssi is here. Let's wrap up our preparations soon!"
When the general director clapped, the chaotic atmosphere snapped into order in an instant.
The moving staff returned to their places,
and the PDs were still huddled together, racking their brains, but at least they were conversing quietly now.
"Oh my, dear husband, I apologize for the late greeting. I'm the general director, Kang Seo-min."
"Ah, hello. I'm Yoo Seong-hwan."
I accepted the general director's handshake.
I'd heard that broadcasting directors usually have a lot of pride,
but this person seemed easygoing and pleasant.
That's probably why she works with A-ra, right?
"All Seong-hwan-ssi needs to do is cook and give a little explanation here and there."
"So, you mean things like the marinating method, sauce ratios, or detailed meat-grilling techniques?"
"As expected of A-ra-ssi's husband, you catch on quickly. You know the narration that comes up when you watch Qtube videos? Just think of it as that."
Talking to myself while cooking.
I was reasonably confident in that.
I always cook with the feeling that I'm presenting to someone.
Even when no one is watching.
In that sense, what the general director asked for was one of the things I could do best.
"Yes, I understand."
"Thank you. Alright, everyone, please begin heading to your places."
All the PDs headed to their places as well,
and A-ra and her manager went over to the kitchen table.
I also moved to the kitchen and checked what was on the table.
The bone-in ribeye cut, already shaped like a tomahawk, immediately caught my eye.
And there was even a Bluetooth core thermometer.
With this, I could simply marinate, sear,
and then send it straight to the oven.
Just as I finished organizing everything in my head, the general director shouted loudly.
"Then, standby! Roll camera... and cue!"
Somehow, the cameras all started focusing solely on me,
but I quietly lowered my head and bowed.
***
"Cut!! Good work, everyone!"
"""Good work."""
In the end, A-ra devoured two pieces of tomahawk,
the manager cleared one piece, and the PDs who made special guest appearances here and there cleared one piece,
so I ended up grilling four pieces in total.
The tomahawk steak itself, as long as you don't sous-vide it,
doesn't take that long to grill,
but maybe it was because I was in front of the camera.
I felt a huge amount of pressure.
There were minor incidents, like momentarily mixing up the marinating sequence or forgetting to preheat the oven,
but it ended well.
Since I'm not a pro, I hope they understood.
"A-ra-ssi, Seong-hwan-ssi, you both really worked hard."
"What hard work did I do? Seong-hwan-ie did everything."
"Hahaha. That's the first time I've ever heard A-ra-ssi say something like that to anyone."
The general director and the PDs burst into loud laughter.
Though A-ra looked a little embarrassed.
"What we shot today will probably be uploaded around tomorrow evening."
"What? Does it go up that fast?"
"If it were cable, it would certainly take a long time, but this is Qtube."
No, that wasn't the part that surprised me.
I was more curious about how much you'd have to work the editors to death
to come up with such a terrifying schedule.
Could it be that one of the editors is a family nemesis or something?
"Then, we'll take our leave now."
"Thank you for your hard work today."
The broadcasting station people even cleaned the kitchen I had left in a mess before they left.
I said I would clean it up, but they adamantly refused and finished tidying everything up themselves.
"A-ra Noona, next time, let's do it at a studio instead of home, okay?"
"Yeah, okay. If Seong-hwan-ie says so, we should."
A-ra stroked her belly and nodded.
When I touched it lightly, it felt a little bulging.
"Noona, you overate, didn't you?"
"It was so delicious I just... hehe..."
Her laughing without substance was purely adorable.
Seeing the cute A-ra, I started to feel like teasing her a little.
Should I call it sadism?
"Noona, since I granted your request to film a video, I can ask you for one favor too, right?"
"Yeah! Of course, ask me quickly, quickly!"
A-ra accepted my request
in a really delighted way, as if wondering what the occasion was.
Since I rarely ever asked A-ra for anything,
she probably really liked that I was relying on her.
With a sly face, I grabbed one side of A-ra's chest with my hand.
"Ahng!"
"Stay still. You always just do whatever you want, Noona..."
"Seo... Seong-hwan-a? Noona is full...? If we do it now... ha-ung..."
I'm with A-ra almost every day,
but I'm always the one being pounced on.
It's not that I hate it, but should I say I'm starting to get a bit tired of the pattern?
In that other world, relationships where the man leads
and the woman entrusts her whole body were the norm.
In this world, similarly,
relationships where the woman leads and the man entrusts his whole body were the norm,
so I usually stayed still to avoid feeling a sense of dissonance.
I lightly licked A-ra's ear and slipped my tongue inside.
"Heu-ung... Seo... Seong-hwan-a..."
"Chureup... Noona, did you know you're incredibly cute?"
"Calling a... a woman cute... you shouldn't... ha-ung..."
I called her cute because she's cute, but did she prefer being called cool here?
My head wasn't working because I was on the verge of getting excited and running wild.
This was all A-ra's fault for turning me into an incarnation of lust.
Because she made me this way with her sexy body.
I had to punish her.
I grabbed A-ra's wrist and pulled her toward the master bedroom.
She flinched for a moment, but A-ra didn't refuse my touch and followed obediently.
When I realized that I was always the one being dragged around, I felt a small sense of conquest,
and my excitement began to accelerate.
When we entered the master bedroom, the bed where we always mingled our bodies and tumbled around welcomed us.
When A-ra's soft, plush body was laid down on the king-size bed that was as wide as the Pacific Ocean,
my sanity began to steadily go haywire.
I laid A-ra down and began caressing her neck and upper chest with my tongue.
Perhaps because she had eaten hot food just moments ago, she was sweating and had a sweat smell,
but A-ra's full-bodied scent was an aphrodisiac itself that aroused me more than anything,
so it was good, not bad.
"I'll undress you, Noona."
"W-wait! I haven't even washed yet..."
"Usually, Noona pounces on me before I even wash, don't you?"
"Th-that's true, but... kyaak!"
As I took off her top, her bra appeared.
I grabbed her shoulders and lifted her slightly, feeling around her back to find the bra hook.
And I unfastened it with one hand.
Seureureuk
I brought my nose to the bra that had lightly slipped down and sniffed it.
It was sweet and faintly sour, and thinking that this was the underwear A-ra had been wearing all day
made that place start to harden enough to pitch a tent.
Starting from her upper chest, I gradually moved my tongue downward, licking in circles around her areola.
I didn't go straight to the main event.
That was something amateurs did.
How long did I play with it?
When I came to my senses, the soft, round nipple
was crying out to be licked.
Was it finally ripe enough?
The fruit becomes more luscious and richer in flavor depending on the care the farmer puts in.
That goes not just for fruit, but for people too.
Right now, I wasn't Yoo Seong-hwan, but a farmer carefully tending to the A-ra tree.
Sex without any excitement is worse than masturbation.
A true relationship is established when both are aroused and heated, when they want each other.
And when it had ripened to a certain degree, I took the nipple into my mouth and gently rolled it with my tongue.
For a moment, I felt a softness that made me wonder if what had entered my mouth wasn't a nipple, but a glutinous rice cake.
As expected of an idol.
Because her skin received constant care, it felt softer and sweeter than glutinous rice cake.
"Eu-heut... kya-heung...♡"
"Noona likes it too, right?"
A-ra didn't answer, but let out a mix of moans and cries.
Had I tormented her quite a bit? The area around her eyes was starting to grow moist.
For A-ra, who liked to get to the main event quickly,
the leisurely pleasure was probably more agonizing.
But this was a punishment.
No, was it a request?
Eh, I don't know.
That didn't matter right now.
I felt along the waist of A-ra's skirt and pulled down the zipper.
Jjiiiik
The sound of it going down sounded especially sensual today.
When the flimsy piece of cloth disappeared in front of me,