Music Broadcast's Exposed Idol (6)
"Schlurp...♡ Mmmph♡ Schluuurp♡"
Only the wet sounds of Harin's tongue went on without end.
She pressed kisses all over Park Dong-chul's face, dragging her tongue across every inch and leaving trails of spit behind.
"Schwaaap♡ Chwap♡ Chwap♡ Schwaaat♡"
The overflowing wetness of her saliva filled every channel of the in-ear monitor.
"Mmmph...♡ How is it...? Harin's spit? Does it taste good?"
"Kekeke.... I think I need to taste a little more to be sure."
"Yeees...♡ Then I'll gather it up—slurp-slurp♡—and pour it straight into PD-nim's mouth...♡"
Schluuuuuurp♡♡
"Eheheh...♡"
The sound of spit stretching in a long, glistening string reached me.
Sweet saliva from Harin's mouth spilled into Park Dong-chul's...
"Mmm...."
"So... how is it...♡? Does it suit PD-nim's taste...?"
"Ordinary."
"Aung...♡ Don't say that♡"
He drank Harin's spit—something I had never even tasted—and called it ordinary....
Just how thoroughly did that bastard need to grind her down before he was satisfied?
"I'll give you more♡ Okay?"
"Nah, enough. Kekeke.... There are plenty of other places that still need your spit painted on them. Places like this."
"Ah...♡"
I couldn't see what he was pointing at, but I could guess.
"I'll give you my spit instead. Kekeke...."
"...Ah. Yes? When you say give it...."
"Kekekeke... Open your mouth."
"Ah... Yes. J-just a moment, let me lower myself...."
Thud. Thud.
Something touched the floor.
"Kekekeke... The posture's perfect, isn't it? Even down on your knees."
"...I thought this would let me receive it properly...♡"
"That answer feels a little short on sincerity."
"......"
Even with Harin already on her knees he still called it lacking.
I was starting to feel exactly what Park Dong-chul wanted.
He wanted to crush Harin completely... thoroughly... into the dirt.
"So? Got a more... sincere answer for me, huh?"
"...That."
Neither I nor Harin seemed to know what the "right" answer was supposed to be.
As her hesitation stretched, irritation crept into Park Dong-chul's voice.
"Huuu.... Hey. Too hard for you alone, right? Should I just call the whole of Sepia? One of the four bitches ought to understand."
"...Ah! I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry...! Th-that...!"
"Let's see. Former manager's number is...."
"P-PD-nim!"
"...Huh?"
Harin swallowed hard, then opened her mouth.
"PD-nim is bestowing his precious spit on me...♡ I couldn't be so arrogant as to receive it sitting on your thigh.... That's why I knelt...."
"......"
"PD-nim's spit...♡ Please give it to Harin♡ I want to taste it♡ I'll stay right here on my knees in front of you...♡ mouth open and waiting♡"
"Kekekeke.... You want my spit that badly?"
"Yeees...♡ Because you tasted mine...♡ I'm so grateful...♡ I want to taste PD-nim's spit too...♡"
"I had two meals and three coffees today. Cigarettes... finished a whole pack. Naturally no time to brush my teeth. Kekeke.... Still want it?"
Fucking filthy bastard.
That filthy mouth had just been kissing Harin....
"Yes...! I love it...♡! PD-nim's spit♡ Fill Harin up...♡"
"Kekekeke...! Good. Then."
I heard him working the spit around inside his mouth.
"Aaa...♡ Harini's mouth...♡ is open...♡ Give Harini spit...♡ Please...♡"
Harin parted her lips wide, ready to receive it.
Park Dong-chul's thick spit was about to go into Harin....
Ptooey!
"Hup...!?"
What I heard instead of the expected pour was the sharp sound of him spitting.
Right onto the face of Harin, who was kneeling with her mouth open... Park Dong-chul spat.
Son of a bitch.
That son of a bitch dared to do that to Harin....
"How is it?"
"...Ah. ...Hnn...!"
"I asked how it is."
"Ah...♡ Hn. Y-yes! G-good...♡ It tastes good...♡ PD-nim's spit sprayed all over my face...♡ and so much went into my mouth too♡ I-I like it...♡"
"Doesn't sound like you're tasting it properly."
"Ah... no! I-I'll taste it properly♡ Mmm...♡ Mmmmm...♡ Mmmph...."
Harin rolled Park Dong-chul's spit around inside her mouth with wet little sounds.
Only after savoring it for a long while did she swallow with a gulp.
"Pahah...♡ I-it tastes good♡! The scent is nice too...♡ PD-nim's spit...♡ Ah...haha."
"Want me to do it again?"
Fuck, don't.
Please don't....
Ptoooey!
"Kyah! Haa...♡ On my face...♡ Thank you♡ Thank you...♡"
Ptooey!
"Thankyouthankyou...♡ Aaa. I mustn't let it drip♡"
"Kekeke... Swallow everything stuck to your face properly."
"Yeees...♡ Understood♡ I'll swallow every drop of PD-nim's spit♡"
Harin wiped the spit from her face with her fingers and pushed it straight into her mouth.
She repeated it over and over.
Until every last trace on her face was gone.
Fuck....
My hands were shaking.
This had gone past fucking Harin—he was treating her like a slave.
Did it really have to go this far...?
Was this the only way he could feel satisfied?
"Good. Stage one cleared. What's the next show going to be, huh?"
"Ah...♡ Y-yeees...! N-next is...."
This was only stage one....
That meant Harin's humiliation still had a long way to go.
Fuck....
Just thinking that made tears well up in my eyes.
I should have been sad. I should have been in pain.
So why the hell wouldn't my cock show any sign of going soft?
Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap.
In the empty hallway, the only sound was my hand endlessly shaking.
"Next...♡ For PD-nim. I'll dance...♡"
"Dance?"
"Yeees.... Dance...♡ The dance Harin does...♡"
Shame colored Harin's voice deeper and deeper.
Just what kind of dance was she planning....
But Park Dong-chul only snorted as if he couldn't care less.
"Huh...... Seriously. Are you kidding me? Dance? Did you just say dance?"
"......Yes?"
"Watching you girl-group types shake your asses isn't exactly new for me. You think just dancing right in front of my face is gonna cut it?"
"...PD-nim."
"If all four of you did it, maybe. Kekeke......"
This bastard still hasn't let go of that....
No—it wasn't that he couldn't let go of the idea.
He knew perfectly well that this was Harin's weak point right now.
Whenever he wanted to yank her around, he kept bringing up the other members.
Because he knew that if he did, Harin would have no choice but to—
"Hnn...♡ PD-nim♡ Please don't say that...♡ Watch Harin's dance♡ A dance just for PD-nim♡ Just once, please♡ First, the clothes♡"
—do exactly this.
"The clothes...♡ I'll only take off the bottom half♡"
Sliiiide.
"Kekeke.... What about the panties?"
"I'll...♡ give them to PD-nim as a gift...♡"
......A gift?
"Oh.... On my head? First time for this."
"Ah...haha. Th-that's a relief. I got to be PD-nim's first♡"
Schmooch♡
Another kiss.
Harin pressed her lips to Park Dong-chul again—this time while he wore her panties like a crown on his head.
"Skirt off too...♡ Yes. Harin's ready...♡!"
"Kekeke.... Good. Looking forward to it."
"Then I'll start...♡ A stage just for PD-nim♡"
Clack.
The sound of a smartphone being set on the desk, and then a familiar melody began to play.
This was....
A song I could never fail to recognize.
Sepia's fourth album title track.
The very song they had just performed on the broadcast.
"...Sounds familiar."
"Ah...! Thank you for remembering♡! It's Sepia's new song♡"
"You're not seriously trying to promote the track in here, are you? This isn't a variety show."
"It's not that...♡ I chose it because the lyrics are for PD-nim...♡"
......Lyrics?
...Lyrics, she said?
Goosebumps rose all over my skin.
Every member and I had worked on the lyrics for this album together.
The title track's lyrics... Harin had written them.
The intro ended and the song began.
I've always been waiting
For the look in your eyes that gazes at me
Suddenly I remembered a few months ago—all of us gathered together, listening to the demo while writing the lyrics.
"This concept is, um.... A song about wanting the person who's become your lover to express their feelings to you too, you know?"
"...Manager. I tried writing the lyrics according to the concept you gave us—how do they look?"
"Harin unnie~. Isn't this song way too sweet? Who were you thinking about when you wrote it?"
"Ugh.... I-I wasn't thinking of anyone in particular. Mmm. I just... wanted it to be like this...."
"Ehh~. Unnie, it's so obvious."
"Pfft. Cute~."
"Girls, stop teasing your unnie."
You're coming now
You're coming to me
"...Manager. Please read the lyrics carefully and check them."
"Hmm. Lyrics look fine? We can go with this...."
"E-even so! Please check them one more time."
Even if I have nothing, it's okay as long as I have you
Even if you say nothing, it's okay if you just smile
"So who were you thinking of when you wrote this, like Sarang said?"
"Wha...! That's not something you ask. Manager."
"Right. That's fair. Got it. I won't ask again."
"......"
In the end Harin never told us who she had been thinking of while writing those lyrics.
There was room for interpretation, but pure-concept idol songs were usually aimed at the fans.
That was how I had understood it too.
One thing was certain.
It was not a song written for Park Dong-chul.
But.
Right now Harin was....
"PD-nim...! Please watch♡ Harin's ass dance...♡!"
"Kekekeke...! Didn't see this coming."
Standing beside you, my heart trembles
"Harin's F-cup breasts♡ I'll shake them right in front of PD-nim's face♡ One, two♡! One, two♡! Hnn...♡ If you touch them...♡"
"Whoops. Touched them without thinking. Those tits need to bounce just the right amount."
...No.
I can bare everything for you
"N-next...♡! Harin's ass♡ turned around...♡ Can PD-nim see clearly♡? Harin's ass...♡ and Harin's pussy♡"
"Kekekekeke! Even the asshole is spread wide open for me!"
"Harin's pussy...♡ is completely soaked♡ Just thinking about doing it with PD-nim...♡ Ass♡, ass♡ I'll shake it for you♡"
"Utterly vulgar, aren't you."
This song wasn't written for this.
It wasn't made to be played for a bastard like you.
The lyrics Harin wrote.
Lyrics that held Harin's heart....
Even so, I'm still waiting
For the day you give it to me too
"Harin iis...♡ Hnn♡ waiting...♡ Ass raised high...♡ pussy spread open...♡ waiting♡ for the gift PD-nim will give...♡ Nngh♡"
The title of the track flashed through my mind.
This song's title was White Gift.
Your most precious white gift♡
"On Harin's ass♡ PD-nim's white gift♡♡...! Fill Harin up completely...♡♡!!"
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.
I spilled white liquid onto the cold hallway floor.