Shall I Give You Your Reward Now?
Should I give you your reward now?
"......"
Im Haeun said nothing, just kept masturbating. She stroked the entrance of her pussy with her own fingers, gently rubbing the protruding clit. But she didn't shove them inside. I'd ordered her to keep her nails short for training, so there shouldn't be any issues there.
Drip drip drip...Thud thud, whoooosh...Thud thud thud...
Of course, I could guess the reason well enough. She was worried about the noise. Shoving fingers into her pussy would make those wet squelching sounds that could carry outside.
"...Mm."
As the people left and the outside grew quiet, Im Haeun let out a soft moan.
"Feels good?"
"Sh-shut up."
I whispered right into her ear, and she snapped back curtly. But her flushed face and the fingers that wouldn't stop told me I was right.
"Not putting your fingers inside?"
I asked again, lightly stroking her pussy with my hand. As I did, I slipped just the tip of my finger inside her.
"Hahk!?"
Im Haeun let out a louder moan at that moment.
"You're already soaked through. Why hold back from what you want?"
"......"
I held my slick finger up in front of her eyes, but she didn't respond.
"You like masturbating, don't you?"
"N-no, I don't."
"Liar. You love stirring up your pussy with your own fingers. So why hold back?"
"N-no... this is..."
"No one's around right now—better shove 'em in quick. You won't be able to if someone comes."
She bit her lip at my words. It looked like she was holding back shame and anger, or maybe that fierce lust. Probably both.
"Think about it. I'm telling you this for your own good."
"Wh-what bullshit is that?"
"You said you'd finish when you cum, right? You gonna get there just from stroking like that? If you wanna end it fast, masturbate properly, yeah?"
"......"
Her face burned red, but she didn't retort. I just watched her silently. I'd said my piece—now it was up to her. I kept that attitude, gazing down quietly.
"......"
Im Haeun rewound the video to the beginning. She played the part where I was pounding Soye hard, then shoved her right hand inside her pussy. Slowly, she started fingering herself.
Squelch squelch...
"Hnnng..."
Im Haeun moaned as she enjoyed her masturbation. But she couldn't savor it long.
Thud thud...
Footsteps approached from outside, and she pulled her fingers out. Back to stroking the entrance. But it wasn't enough—she rubbed much faster and rougher than before.
"Whew, I'm beat."
"Those crazy bastards—why the fuck are they picking fights with us?"
Several people had come in this time. The outside suddenly buzzed with voices.
Thunk.
Even the stall next to us got occupied. Im Haeun flinched at the door sound.
"Why else? They want money."
"For real? We're not one of the Big Three—why pull that shit?"
"Hey, not Big Three, but we're fourth tier. Trash reporters like Mida probably see us as easy marks."
"Fucking assholes."
The guys vented endlessly. They didn't look like they'd leave soon. Im Haeun stroked her pussy entrance like mad, desperately holding back moans. She'd been all fired up, deep in masturbation, and now interrupted—she had to be going insane.
"Just shove your fingers in and do it."
I whispered to her. She startled at my words.
"They're yapping out there—no way they'll hear in here."
I kept persuading her.
"People keep coming and going like this—dragging it out longer is riskier, right?"
She hesitated a moment, then plunged her fingers into her pussy.
"Ngh..."
She let out a tiny voice, like she couldn't hold back the moan. To help her, I slipped my fingers into her mouth.
"Suck if you want. Not too hard."
She didn't refuse, sucking eagerly on my fingers like they were a delicious cock, bobbing her head as she fingered herself hard.
Squelch squelch squelch...
Her pussy started making lewd wet sounds. Outside, the guys kept chattering.
"Anyway, lunch—what're we eating?"
"New Korean place inside."
"That soybean paste stew by the ajumma? Tried it—meh."
"Yeah? Then what?"
"Just Hongcheonhyang."
"Chinese again? Sick of it."
Squelch squelch squelch... Slurp slurp...
Im Haeun threw herself into masturbating, ignoring the chatter. Her face flushed more, and she sucked my fingers fiercer. Then, like a puppy, she started gnawing gently, speeding up her fingering even more.
Squelch squelch squelch...!
"Mmph..."
She went wild with her fingers. Just then, the flush from the next stall sounded. Matching it, Im Haeun curled up suddenly. She was cumming, desperately stifling the pleasure with her body. Sucking my fingers like a baby, she squirted from her pussy in her huddled position.
"Mmmng...!"
She couldn't hold it fully—a moan slipped out. She swallowed it back frantically, but...
"Huh? Yo, hear that?"
"Yeah. Woman's moan... right?"
They'd heard outside. The guys' curious voices drew them back inside. Footsteps stopped right at our door.
'Lift your legs.'
I immediately raised Im Haeun's legs into an M-shape. Then, a rustling sound outside—like they were peeking low. If they'd looked up, I'd have chucked clothes at their faces, but luckily, they didn't.
Knock knock.
A moment later, a knock came.
"Um, everything okay in there? Heard a weird noise..."
"No, we're fine."
Im Haeun trembled, mouth clamped shut. Holding her legs up, I calmly replied outward.
"Sorry about that."
The guy apologized, and two sets of footsteps slowly receded.
"Fuck, what kinda company bathroom jerk-off is this..."
Their dumbfounded chatter faded away.
"Hic, hngk..."
"Shh, people still around."
Relieved or not, she sniffled—I clamped her mouth and whispered. Soon, the next stall flushed, and someone left.
"......"
"......"
We stayed still like that for a while. Once sure no sounds or presences remained outside, I hugged her tight.
"Good job. You did great."
"Hngk..."
Im Haeun started sniffling, and I patted her soothingly.
"Scary, huh?"
"Hic, hng hng..."
"Almost got caught—must've been shocking. But it's okay. We didn't."
"Y-you..."
"Yeah yeah, good girl. You did everything I said to the end."
I stroked her hair, patted her back, kept her in my arms. Then sat her properly, pulled out tissue, and gently wiped her pussy. Exhausted in every way, she just hiccuped quietly.
"Good girl, so good."
Once cleaned, I cradled her head again, stroking until her sniffles stopped. Patted, stroked, whispered good job, it's okay on repeat.
After a while, she quieted.
"......"
Im Haeun nestled silently in my arms. Stroking her hair, I asked in a playful tone.
"Now, shall I give you your reward?"
Her eyes flicked to my cock at the question. Smirking at her gaze, I tapped the tip with my hand teasingly.
"N-no need...!"
She refused in a trembling voice.
"Alright then. Let's get out."
"Wh-wha?"
I accepted coolly, and she panicked unnecessarily. Ignoring it, I slowly helped her into her panties. She stayed still as I lifted her legs, but when I handed over her pants after, her expression changed—full of confusion, like what the hell?
"What's up?"
"N-nothing..."
"Gotta get outta here quick."
I patted her, pulled her up. Checked outside first—no one.
"Clear. Come on out."
She scurried from the bathroom. I led her back the way we'd come.
That evening, at The Queens' dorm. Late as it was, Im Haeun was wide awake.
'Fucking bastard, fucking bastard...!'
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch!
Door locked in her room, Im Haeun masturbated furiously. She plunged her fingers deep into her dripping pussy. Her eyes fixed on the video of me and Soye fucking. She matched the rhythm of my thrusts into Soye, fingering herself while cursing me madly inside.
'That fucking bastard...!'
Her heart brimmed with resentment toward me—but that resentment cradled longing. Knowing that only fueled her rage more. Yet her lust, her craving for my "reward," burned hotter.
My cock on screen looked even more enticing.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!Slurp slurp...
Fingers in her mouth, sucking hard. Totally different from tasting my fingers today, but she needed some substitute to calm her heated body.
'The reward... fuck, why didn't he give it... No, fuck! I'm crazy! What am I even thinking! Ugh, seriously...!'
Her mind raced, overheating. Now even she couldn't tell who her fucking bastard curses were for.
Like that, Im Haeun masturbated wildly all night.
She wasn't the only one. In the next room, Shin Soye pleasured herself too.
'Sejin, Sejin...!'
Lately, he hadn't made time for her—leaving Soye frustrated. Why no time? Why not pamper her? Why did it seem like he spent more time with Haeun lately...?
'Sejin...'
Thinking of him, she masturbated more intensely than usual. Dark shadows bloomed one by one in Shin Soye's heart. In the pitch-black room, her eyes staring at the blank wall looked as dark as the wall itself.