Three Times, Then a Confession
Even after that.
“Nngh♡ Nngh♡ Nnh♡ Nh♡ Nh♡ Nh♡ Nh♡”
Harin’s moans never stopped.
“Nnh…♡ Ebebe…♡ Chuuut♡ Slurp♡ Chuuup♡”
Harin’s kisses never stopped.
“Nnngh…! Nnh…! Ngh♡ There…♡ Nh…♡”
Clutched in Park Dong-chul’s arms, Harin’s ragged breathing went on with no end in sight.
I had already spilled white cum onto the hallway floor more times than I could count, and still—the moment I heard the sounds leaving her mouth, my cock swelled hard all over again.
Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish♡
“Kh. Harin…!”
“Yeheh…♡ Nngh♡ Nngh♡ Nh♡!”
“Say you love me again.”
“Nnnh♡ Nngh♡ Uh…♡ I-I love you…♡ PD…-nim…♡ Nnh♡ Nh♡”
“Again.”
“I wuv… youuu…♡ Mmph…♡ Nnm…♡ Chuuup♡ Chuuup♡”
“Keep going.”
“PD…-nim…♡ I like…♡ Nnh♡ Ngh♡ I love… you…♡ Nnhh♡ Nngh♡”
Every time I heard Harin’s confession, my cock felt ready to explode.
I knew it was a lie. I knew it was an act.
Harin was an idol, after all.
Telling fans she loved them, throwing hearts, holding hands and locking eyes, blowing kisses—it was all part of the job. For a girl group, that was simply expected.
Especially with our pure, innocent concept… we worked hard to sell that quasi-romance feeling, so it was even more true for us.
So I’d thought hearing Harin say she loved someone without meaning it wouldn’t touch me at all.
And yet. My chest felt like it was being torn open.
And my cock felt like it was about to burst.
“Chuuup♡ Slurp♡ Chuuup…♡ Nngh…♡”
“Nh… Kh…! Where should I cum this time, huh? I want to paint your face.”
“Nnngh…♡ Nngh♡ Nnh♡ M-my face… is…♡”
“That’d be fine. Your face. Kh…. Confess to your manager with my cum all over your face. Hm? How about it. Good idea, right?”
“Nnhhnh♡ Nnhh♡ Nnnn…♡”
“What. You don’t like it? Shaking your head again like crazy.”
“Nngh♡ Nh♡ Nh…ah…♡”
“Then tell me where you want me to cum. You say it yourself.”
“Nnh…♡ Ahaah…♡ P-PD-nim…♡ Your cum…♡”
“Yeah. Cum where?”
“Your cum…♡ Haangh♡ In Harin’s…♡ Pussy…♡”
“Where?”
“My pussy…♡ Harin’s…♡ Pussyyy…♡ In my womb…♡ PD-nim’s cum…♡ Nnngh♡ Cum for me… Lots…♡”
“Kh…. That’s not enough.”
“I want…♡ PD-nim’s cum…♡ Haaah♡ We’re doing it without a condom eheh♡ Heh…♡ Nnhh…♡ It’s such a waste…♡ Hurry…♡ Inside me♡”
“Gonna have my baby?”
“Nnngh♡ I’ll have…♡ I’ll have it…♡ Nnh! PD-nim…♡ Your baby…♡ Harin will haah♡ Hah♡ Have… it…♡”
“Beg harder.”
“Nnngh…!! Ngh♡ Ngh♡ Nngh…♡ PD-nim…♡ Your cum…♡ In Harin’s womb…♡ In Harin’s pussy…♡ Byuut♡ Byuut♡ Byuuut…♡ Cum…♡ For Harin…♡ Give me…♡ Your baby seed♡ Nnnh♡ Please…♡ PD-nim♡”
“Khhu… Shake that ass harder. I’m close!”
“Nnnh♡ Yeheh♡ Heeh♡ I’ll shake…♡ I’ll shake so hard…♡ Grab Harin’s hips…♡ Nnh♡ Slap♡ Slap♡ Slap♡ Slap♡ And…♡ PD-nim♡ Hah♡ Your cum…! Harin…♡ I can’t Harin’s go…♡ Going…♡ I’m cumming…♡”
Creak-creak-creak-creak-creak-creak-creak♡♡
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap♡♡
“……I’m cumming!”
“Ughnnnh…♡♡!? Uggghh♡♡!! Nnhh…♡♡!!”
Spurt♡ Spurt♡ Spurt♡ Byuut♡ Byuut…♡
Once again, Park Dong-chul’s cum poured into Harin’s body.
“Nnnhhnnngh……♡♡! Nnngh…♡♡!”
The moan she let out as she hit her peak dragged a thin spurt of cum out of me as well.
Pfft.
…That was it.
In an instant my cock shrank down.
Not that much smaller than when it was hard… but all the strength drained out of it.
“Nnnhhh……♡ Nnh……♡ Haa…♡ Ha…♡”
“Kekeke… Was it that good?”
“Heeh…♡ Yeheh…♡ It was so goo…♡ It was… good…♡ Nnmm…♡ Chuuup♡ Chuuup♡ Chk♡ Slurp…♡”
Harin… kissed Park Dong-chul as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I could picture her straddling him, arms wrapped around that disgusting bastard’s face as she kissed him.
“Chuuut♡ Nnh…♡ Chuuwaap♡ Chuuup♡ Chuut♡ Chk♡ Chk…♡”
They kissed so long it was almost suffocating before Park Dong-chul’s voice came through again.
“……One more time?”
“…………Yes♡”
That day, Park Dong-chul’s cum poured into Harin’s pussy a total of three times.
“…Manager. I’m sorry. …I’m really late, aren’t I?”
Only after several more hours did Harin finally reach the parking lot.
“………It’s fine. Get in.”
“…Okay.”
She bowed her head and slid into the passenger seat.
I’d already noticed it from a distance as she approached… but Harin looked like a wreck.
Her legs were trembling so badly she could barely walk.
Her face was still flushed with heat.
And more than anything… she smelled.
Harin’s own scent was completely gone.
Only the thick stench of cigarettes and something rank clung to her body.
Irrefutable proof that she had been pressed against Park Dong-chul for hours.
I carefully started the car and headed for the dormitory.
The night was deep enough that the roads were empty.
“…Manager. Are you okay? You must be exhausted….”
“…I’m fine. I had coffee earlier.”
“Okay…….”
Harin slumped, head bowed.
“…….”
“…….”
The silence stretched.
“Um… Manager! The PD said… we’ll be on next week’s music show too. …As long as we do it… like today… we can keep appearing. For the whole of our promotional period.”
“…….”
“W-with this, Sepia might get to stay active a little longer, right? If we keep getting on broadcasts… we could hold fan signings, and maybe even get concert offers…….”
“…….”
“…Manager?”
“Yeah. …I’m listening.”
“…….”
I said I was listening, but Harin didn’t say anything more.
She turned her face back toward the window.
We rode in silence for a long while before she spoke again.
“……Sponsorship.”
“Hm?”
“…Why… did you say we should do sponsorship?”
“…….”
I couldn’t answer honestly.
I couldn’t bare my filthy desires to Harin.
“…You know I heard everything earlier.”
“Yeah. …I know you did.”
“About doing… sponsorship. Why…….”
So I packed the answer full of lies and decided to be shameless.
“……Because I don’t know what you all are thinking.”
“What?”
“If later, even one of you… said you actually wanted to do it but couldn’t because of me… I didn’t want to hear that resentment.”
“…….”
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. Just say you changed your mind.”
“……Manager… do you want us to do it?”
“I…….”
Yes.
…I want you to.
“……I don’t know.”
“……Is that so?”
“To tell you not to… after you’ve already….”
“I told you back then too… if you order me to. If you want me to….”
I’ll do it.
The words never reached my ears—I only saw the shape of them on her lips.
I still didn’t fully understand what was in her heart when she said that….
Harin.
She fell quiet again for a while, then opened her mouth once more.
“…Manager.”
“Yeah.”
“I like you, Manager.”
Kh—
I didn’t slam on the brakes.
Even after hearing Harin’s confession, I kept driving without panicking.
So she was finally doing it.
Confessing.
“……I already knew.”
“…I figured… you would, right?”
“Honestly, you’d have to be an idiot not to notice.”
“Yeah… um… I guess so. Yeah….”
Harin’s shoulders drooped.
“…You know it’s not allowed, right?”
“………Yes.”
“And if something goes wrong…… we’re both finished. You know that too?”
“…I know.”
Her voice was firm.
It carried resolve… and at the same time, a tremor.
But the me who should have been flustered by a confession like this simply answered, as calm as before.
Harin. This confession.
Is it from your heart, or—
—is Park Dong-chul making you say it?
The question rose all the way to the back of my throat, but I forced it down.
“Manager… how do you… feel about me?”
“Harin?”
“Yes.”
Of course.
Saying I didn’t like her would be a lie.
I’d watched her from the side for six years.
We’d been through so much together, and I’d seen so many of her good points.
On top of that she was an idol whose looks wouldn’t lose to anyone—there was no way I could dislike her.
“Well…….”
But…….
Every time I heard her voice, it came back to me.
Those rough, broken moans.
That sweet voice cooing and begging.
Even the words I love you that had never been aimed at me.
This Harin…….
…becoming my girlfriend.
“Well, of course I like you.”
“………I’m glad.”
Harin smiled shyly.
Then carefully looked up at me.
“M-Manager. Then……. F-from today….”
“Yeah. …Let’s date.”
“…Hehe….”
Harin twisted her body side to side, smiling like she was satisfied.
And her hand…… carefully laid itself over my right hand on the gearshift.
“…Is this… okay?”
“Yeah.”
Cute.
Her face was red.
Even the smallest bit of skinship made her bashful.
It was the classic picture of a girl in love… and yet.
This girl was on her way back after taking three creampies from a middle-aged man just moments ago.
That was the only fact that stayed in my head.
It rotted me from the inside.
And knowing that even this confession itself was playing out in Park Dong-chul’s palm made it worse.
Even so. Knowing all of it, I still—
—felt the warmth of the hand she’d placed over mine, and was quietly happy.
I liked Harin that much, didn’t I.
I was only just starting to realize it.
“Manager.”
“Hm?”
“I like you.”
“……Me too.”
“I like you, Manager.”
“…Yeah.”
“Manager…….”
Harin repeated those words over and over until we reached the dormitory.
But she never once said she loved me.