Chapter 151: Not For Broadcast
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 151: Not For Broadcast
“Hey… No… You… That…!”
I was so flustered that I dropped the towel, and the only piece of cloth protecting me fell to the floor with a soft thud.
“Eek! Lucario-kun! What are you doing?!”
Doah whipped her head around, her pink hair—which I assumed was a wig—swinging with the movement.
“Ah… Uh…”
I managed to pick up the towel and cover myself again, but it was impossible to hide my shock.
My heart… my heart was pounding like crazy.
It was racing as hard as it did the day I first saw Doah naked.
“…Lucario.”
Doah approached me as I stood there awkwardly.
With every step, the frills on her outfit, which looked like they’d been torn right off a screen, fluttered up and down.
“How do I look?”
The exact same voice that came through the mic during her streams was unfolding right in front of me.
She'd often shown glimpses of Luka when we were joking around, but right now, she was Luka.
Her actions, her way of speaking.
And today, even her outfit and appearance were a perfect imitation of Luka.
“You’re… beautiful…”
My girlfriend, whom I love more than anyone, was cosplaying as my favorite character.
I knew that fact alone would make me the envy of countless otaku, but this…
A 100% perfect vocal impression.
For the original, not an imitation, to do this for me.
If this were a manga, it would be a scene where I'd collapse with a massive nosebleed.
With a bashful smile, Doah sat me down on the bed and slipped her arms between mine.
“Are you ready to do something fun with Luka today?”
My body flinched every time the frills brushed against my sensitive, bare skin.
Her sensual breathing tickled my ear.
It was a dizzying thrill that made me wonder if I was going to die of a heart attack tonight.
“No answer…?”
As Luka's signature coquettish voice rang in my ears, a booming reply instinctively shot out of my mouth.
“Ye… Yes, ma'am!”
Seeing me stand at attention like a private, Doah burst into laughter.
“Lucario-kun.”
“Ah… Yes…”
I was fully aware that the woman in front of me was my girlfriend, Kim Doah, and that I was her boyfriend, Han Taemin, but formal speech still slipped out naturally.
“You know, I always knew you were looking at me with those naughty eyes, Lucario-kun.”
Otaku Comprehension: MAX
Doah was perfectly executing that unique, stilted speech style you find in translations.
“So today… it's okay to do all the ecchi things you want…?”
Other guys might find this cringey enough to kill the mood, but my soul was about to leave my body.
It was so… so good…
The phrase “successful fan” felt woefully, utterly inadequate to describe this moment.
Luka drew closer and closer to my face, which was already bright red.
What followed was a deep kiss.
Doah's tongue meticulously licked my lips.
She was far more aggressive than usual, as if she'd made up her mind about something.
As the scent of her lemon body wash wafted over me, I wrapped my arms around the back of her neck and explored the inside of her mouth.
-Sluuurp, slurp, sluuuurp.
Doah, who had been sitting on my lap, pushed me down and climbed on top of me.
When we broke the kiss, a thin, silvery thread connected our lips, a testament to our love.
“…Do you like it?”
I think I read somewhere that this is the question women hate hearing most in bed.
But in front of Doah, who was radiating pure seduction, I was as helpless as a lamb.
“…Yeah. I like it.”
“Then I'll suck you as much as I love you, Lucario-kun.”
Doah's hand, covered in a thin, white glove, pulled away the towel.
My arousal level had hit 100 a long time ago.
Luka gazed lovingly at my stiff erection.
“You have to understand if I'm not very good at this, okay? But I'll try my best.”
It looked far too big to fit into those dainty lips.
My shaft disappeared into Doah's mouth until only the base was visible.
When the tip of my head touched the back of her throat, I started to worry that it might be painful for her.
-Schlurp, schlurp, schlurp.
My throbbing, veiny cock was quickly covered in a glistening sheen.
She hadn't given me head that many times… How could she be so…!
Had she awakened some hidden talent, or had she been studying up somewhere?
Doah's tongue work today was extraordinary.
What I felt from her movements wasn't her usual shyness, but a boiling passion and love.
“…Puah!”
Spitting a load of saliva onto my cock, Doah gasped for air as if she was in pain.
“…Are you okay?”
“It was good because it was yours, Lucario-kun.”
A 100-point answer.
I expected her to come back up, but instead, she continued with an even more decadent act.
“Th-there…!”
Doah's tongue licked its way up from the bottom of my balls.
“Heheh. You look like you're enjoying this, Oppa. Should I do it a little more?”
Before I could answer, her tongue touched me again, and all I could do was clench and unclench my fists.
“Doah! I'm…”
The urge to cum was already building, and I had to stop her urgently.
“Oh my. You want to cum already?”
Her eyes crinkled with a flirtatious smile.
Doah stopped tormenting me with her tongue and mounted me as if riding a horse.
Her next words honestly made me feel like I was going to stop breathing.
“My skirt. Want to lift it?”
“…What?”
“Isn't what you want to see under here, Lucario-kun?”
The pace was so fast my hands couldn't keep up, so Doah guided my hand to the hem of her skirt herself.
“Lift it. Or do you want me to lift it for you?”
My hesitant, slow movements must have frustrated her, because Doah grabbed my hand and yanked the skirt all the way up.
N-no… underwear…?
“Ah, the preview ends here~ The rest is paid content~”
With a playful look, Doah pressed her lower body against mine, and my cock, slick with her saliva, began to greet her eagerly.
“Mr. Han Taemin.”
Leaning on one hand, Doah looked down at me as if she were about to pounce.
“Oppa. You know I really, really love you, right?”
This time, it wasn't Luka's voice, but Doah's, clear and distinct.
“I love you so much, Han Taemin.”
I tried to say I loved her too, but Doah's lips didn't allow it.
Our lips met once again.
But it wasn't just our lips that met this time.
Below, an incredibly lewd union was taking place.
“Ahh… Ahah… It feels good…”
Doah was even trying to make her moans sound like Luka.
With a rough hand, I grabbed her breast through her blouse.
“Hah… Hah… Lucario-kun… that spot is sensitive…”
Luka unbuttoned her blouse herself to give me better access.
“You have to be gentle, okay? Hmm?”
As her legs seemed to give out, she lost her balance, and my cock rejoiced as a scream escaped Doah's lips.
“Ha-euuup!”
Doah fell forward on top of me.
It looked like Doah was starting to reach her physical limit, so I gently laid her down on the bed.
“…Doah.”
“…Whaaat!”
Every time she bucked her hips, it was as if her personality was flickering back and forth. Watching her Luka-like voice transform into Doah's raw voice gave me a thrill beyond imagination.
Wanting to hear more of her lewd cries, I thrust my cock into her hard enough to make wet, slapping sounds.
“Ahheu… Oppa… Hah… Ahh…”
A single tear rolled down from Doah's eye.
But I knew very well it wasn't because she was in pain or distress.
The clothes were getting in the way, it was true, but I never tried to take them off.
Because the essence of cosplay sex…
…was in not taking off the costume until the very end.
As beads of sweat soaked the pink skirt, they left behind even darker blossoms on the fabric.
“Doah… Doah… Kim Doah…!”
How can someone like you exist in this 3D world?
If someone like you is real, then manga and movies might as well disappear from the world.
I kept calling her name, but Doah's eyes had already glazed over.
Drool was trickling from my girlfriend's mouth like a puppy.
Luka. My very own Luka.
Doah. My very own Doah.
Feeling that the culmination of our love was near, I still had to give Doah a warning.
“Hah… Doah. I'll just pull out, okay…?”
“Hah… No… Inside…”
“Are you sure?”
She seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness, but Doah desperately pleaded for me to cum inside her.
“Yeah… I took my pill, so it's okay… Inside today… Haht…!”
The moment I got the okay, I felt myself reaching my limit.
The thick, sticky fluid I'd been holding back flowed deep inside Doah.
“Hah… Hah…”
Luka's costume was drenched in sweat.
The ribbon was messily untied, and the sweat stains on her skirt were clear proof of how hot our night had been.
The afterglow of my release didn't fade easily. I collapsed on top of Doah's body, and she accepted my weight without pushing me away.
“…Lucario-ssi.”
She seemed to be coming to her senses, her previously unclear pronunciation now distinctly calling my nickname.
“…Yeah.”
“You know today was off the record, right?”
She looked completely drained, but Doah managed a wink and planted a kiss on my cheek.
“You can't go telling anyone about this, okay?”
Even if I did, no one would ever believe me.
It was a night that felt like a dream.