Chapter 20
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: Don't Masturbate, Just Write (♡)
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Cheongdam-dong makeup shop.
A luxurious makeup shop filled with high-end interiors. The designers, who were taking a break due to a lull in business, all had their eyes fixed on one spot.
"Wow... who is that? Her face doesn't even need makeup..."
"...Don't talk to her. I don't know either."
"It's a face we haven't seen in the media before. The whole country will go crazy the moment she debuts."
"I said don't talk to her... Yeah... that might be true."
"Right? Even we who've built up some tolerance are this shocked..."
Meanwhile, the designer in charge of Jung Woo-jin, Manager So-jin.
She was struggling to maintain her professional smile.
"Wow..."
"Hm...? Yes?"
Jung Woo-jin, who had been dozing off for a moment, woke up. Manager So-jin asked with a beaming smile. Just looking at his face made a smile naturally spill out.
"Were you tired?"
"Ah... yes. A little."
"Almost done. Just a final touch-up! I didn't get to ask last time, but are you an actor?"
"Yes. I'm actor Jung Woo-jin."
"Whoa! I knew it. Someone like you has to be an actor. Who else could do it?"
"Haha... thank you."
It was just one grade difference. From A+ to S-grade.
But that single grade gap was enormous.
Even without much recognition yet, Jung Woo-jin, who had been going around with just a cap and no mask, now found passersby's sticky gazes clinging to him on every street, forcing him to armor up thoroughly.
And this was even before his drama aired.
Such reactions weren't limited to the streets. Even in shops frequented by celebrities.
And the celebrities' reactions weren't much different.
Woo-jin spotted a female actress entering the shop and gave a slight nod through the mirror.
"Hello, sunbaenim. I'm actor Jung Woo-jin."
The actress, in her thirties this year with a solid acting career, covered her mouth upon seeing him.
"...Oh, oh my! N-Nice to meet you, Actor Woo-jin..."
Watching her twist her body shyly like a schoolgirl, Woo-jin once again confirmed the power of this S-grade appearance.
Thus, fully dolled up, Woo-jin arrived at the studio where the [Fixer from Hell] cast was gathered.
For actor interviews and teaser video shoots.
Director Choi Hyun-yong greeted Woo-jin warmly.
"Whoa. I already thought you were insanely handsome, but all made up? It's on another level. Your looks have leveled up. Haha. Right?"
No one laughed at Director Choi Hyun-yong's jovial remark.
"......"
"......"
"......"
Even handsome actor Lee Jae-hoon, considered top-tier, and the other prominent senior actors all stared blankly at Woo-jin standing there fresh in his outfit.
A facial line that could only be described as exquisite. Feminine and masculine traits coexisting in the most perfect proportions.
His deep, abyss-like eyes seemed to suck you in even without direct eye contact.
They, who thought they'd seen it all in the industry, were speechless at this 'astonishingly exceptional' appearance they were witnessing for the first time.
It hit them even harder because they knew better than anyone the importance of looks, pouring time and money into managing theirs.
Amid it all, only two people weren't shocked.
Hong Ye-won hadn't shown up at the studio, and Son Sia and Jung Eun-ji just watched him with subtle expressions.
After wrapping the somewhat awkward shoot at the studio.
Woo-jin stopped by Stone Actors' office on the way and reshot his profile photo.
On Stone Actors' homepage, the A+ grade photo was replaced with a new one taken with his S-grade appearance.
Without imagining the storm this single photo would unleash.
[Fixer from Hell] set.
Director Choi Hyun-yong was doing final checks before shooting.
"Alright! Let's push a bit more! Shooting starts soon. Section leaders, check your areas thoroughly!"
After directing the on-site directing team, Director Choi Hyun-yong moved to a quiet spot and made a call.
"Hey, Writer Hong! Your voice sounds down?"
- Ah, Director. I just woke up from a nap...
"Haha. Makes sense, you're tired. Anyway, calling 'cause shooting starts tomorrow. You don't have to come, but showing up for the first shoot might be nice."
- Hm. Already tomorrow, huh. I'll make time.
"Good, good. Rest more."
- Yes...
Click.
Hanging up, Director Choi Hyun-yong tilted his head curiously. This was his second project with Writer Hong Ye-won.
'She's been extra tired lately. Must be pouring everything into this one. Well, the script quality is pretty go—'
Meanwhile. Hong Ye-won.
"W-Wait...! Ahh, I-I was on the phoooone...!"
She flailed on the bed, face down. Fortunately, the call had ended.
A hefty string of anal beads was lodged in her anus, and her pussy—shaved clean to Woo-jin's taste—was being relentlessly pounded by his veiny cock.
Slam, smack, slam, slam, slam—!
"I left you alone thinking you'd be busy writing the script, but you couldn't hold back your heat and called me over, huh? And now you're chatty."
In truth, Woo-jin had been sparing Hong Ye-won to ensure the quality of his debut drama, taking turns fucking Son Sia and Jung Eun-ji instead.
Then, a text from Hong Ye-won arrived.
- Not Actress Son... fuck me too...
Racing to her place, Woo-jin found her mid-anal masturbation.
He shoved the anal beads into her heated-up rear and crammed his cock into her pussy.
Feeling stuffed from both ends, Hong Ye-won wailed wildly, clutching the bed sheets.
"Aaah, aaaah...! F-Forgive meee...! Punish this horny writer's pussy haaard...!"
At her words, Woo-jin gripped her ass and pistoned his hips furiously.
Slam, smack, slam, slam, slam—!!
"Gonna cuuum—!! Eek, heee?!?"
Slaaam—!!
With a final ruthless thrust, she shuddered, spewing cum in gushes.
Squirt, squirt, squirt...!
This was already her second orgasm.
Pulling out with immense satisfaction, Woo-jin watched thick semen ooze from her pussy onto the bed.
"Ahh, ahhh...!"
Seeing her thighs quiver in afterglow, Woo-jin hooked his finger into the anal beads' ring and yanked them out.
Yank, yaaank, yank, yaaaank—!!
Each bead popping free made her anus bulge then clench repeatedly; by the last one, it gaped and winked uncontrollably.
And then.
"Oho, oooh! Ooooooh?!?"
The sudden bowel pressure made her scream like a beast as she collapsed onto the bed.
"No anal play while writing. Just write. Got it?"
"...Y-Yes, yesss..."
- H1 Anticipated Drama 'Fixer from Hell' Filming Starts on the 20th!
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[Fixer from Hell], generating tons of promo articles and stirring netizens' excitement.
The long-awaited first shooting day.
His dedicated stylist was touching up Woo-jin's makeup before he even stepped out of the van.
"Wow. Oppa, your skin is just..."
Song Bo-mi, the new stylist who joined as [Fixer from Hell] filming ramped up.
She livened up the somewhat subdued vibe when it was just him and Jin-woo.
'Well, the buzz is nice.'
"All done?"
"Yes, yes! Just a sec, final..."
Thud.
"Whoa!"
Humans really need to feel the ground under their feet. You can get air in the car, but nothing beats the fresh outdoor breeze.
Early morning.
A massive studio loomed ahead, like a giant warehouse.
"Shall we head in?"
Stepping toward the shooting studio with excitement.
Vans with [Fixer from Hell] posters parked here and there, disgorging crowds heading inside.
The scale alone screamed blockbuster project.
Bustling energy.
Shouts of "Set lighting!" "Walkie-talkies!" from staff.
It felt chaotic yet moved with machine-like precision, enough to feel the pressure.
Still, slowly advancing into the studio.
"Ah! Actor Woo-jin! This way! I'll show you to the waiting room!"
A female staff spotted him and waved, approaching.
Staff hustling with cameras and lights, directing team checking storyboards, props team grunting with gear.
Easily over a hundred people.
Following her, Woo-jin spotted Director Choi Hyun-yong and bowed quickly.
"Hello, Director!"
"Oh? Actor Jung, you're early. Prep will take a bit, so rest in the waiting room."
He bowed to Hong Ye-won fidgeting with her fingers beside him.
"Got it! Long time no see, Writer Hong. Hello!"
Of course, they'd met yesterday. But acting like it had been ages.
"Y-Yes... hello."
Her signature timid reply.
After greeting key staff, entering the actors' waiting room—empty.
He was the first.
"Whew... whew..."
Despite [Unshakable Composure (B)], his heart pounded before the first shoot.