Can We Meet? - 2
"I heard from Jia. Thank you. For protecting her."
"It's nothing, sir. If anything, the lady protected me. If she hadn't pushed me out of the way back then, I would've had a hole in my stomach and been stuck in a hospital bed by now."
"Even so, Jia said she was grateful to you. She said it was cool of you to step up to protect her even though you knew it was dangerous."
"......."
"Is there anything you need? I want to repay the benefactor who protected my wife."
"I'm really fine. I wasn't looking for a reward."
"Don't be modest, just tell me. If I can't repay the benefactor who protected the person I love—not just as a husband, but as a man—I don't think I'll ever be able to face Jia with my head held high again."
"...Could you at least say things like that when you're in a normal state?"
Despite the serious atmosphere, Ji-wook couldn't hold it in and finally retorted.
Seunghyun was lying flat on the bed.
Not only were his eyes covered with a blindfold, but his arms and legs were restrained with leather belt-like straps.
While he wasn't completely mummified, the only thing he could do was bend his limbs or angle his body into a triangle.
On top of that, he wasn't wearing a single stitch of clothing, leaving his manhood hanging limp, which made Ji-wook turn his head away in embarrassment.
"More importantly, why are you like this?"
"Ahaha, haha, ha... I guess I wasn't completely forgiven after all..."
He explained that as soon as he got home, Jia had dragged him into the room and pounced on him, resulting in his current state.
Even when he begged to at least take a shower first, she had flatly refused and tossed him onto the bed.
Since he couldn't move an inch and couldn't see, he didn't know what Jia was doing, but he had heard a loud, crashing commotion.
Then she had gone back out and brought Ji-wook and Ain into the room.
"And finally, Ain and Jia both went into the dressing room."
"No, I'm not asking for the progress report, I'm asking for the reason! Please explain what you mean by the lady not having completely forgiven you!"
Ji-wook raised his voice, saying that depending on the answer, he would be able to decide how to process this situation.
From Ji-wook's perspective, he felt like he was a passenger on a sailboat, drifting into the unknown without knowing a thing.
Jia, who held the rudder, and Seunghyun, who had brought the turbulence, and even Ain, the turbulence itself—none of them had told him anything.
Where this boat was going, where it was intended to go, or why things had become such a mess.
Saying he was tired of being tossed around by waves and gusts of wind to the point where he could barely stand, Ji-wook demanded an explanation to justify why he had to suffer.
Seunghyun, seemingly understanding why Ji-wook was so annoyed, offered a smile full of apology.
"Well, looking at my phone would probably be the fastest way,"
"Your phone, sir? Where is it? The phone?"
"I think Jia took it somewhere along with my clothes..."
"You couldn't see it—! ...Right. You're a blind cripple, so it can't be helped. Just explain it to me in words."
"Uh... I'm not sure if you'll be convinced even if I explain it."
"I know you're terrible at explaining things, sir. I'm not asking for a thesis, so just speak comfortably. I'll piece it together and figure it out myself."
"You really have a way with words... are you really going to believe me?"
"Depends on the content. I'll hear it from the lady later anyway, but I need to hear your side to weigh the severity of your sins. I want to make sure I deliver a death sentence without any lingering doubts."
"Is it confirmed that I'm going to die?"
"Isn't it a death sentence the moment you weren't forgiven by the lady?"
"Th... that is true, but..."
"Anyway, no long stories, just explain it."
"Well, it's, you know, it's,"
"What are you stalling for? Did you, by any chance, pounce on Ain? Even with the lady there?"
"No, that's not it! Actually, uh, I was... pounced on..."
"...Excuse me?"
"I was pounced on by Ain. She even took pictures,"
"...Did you hit your head? At this hour, the only place you can go is the emergency room. I know a doctor who fixes heads, should I give you the contact info?"
"See! You don't believe me!"
"I'd believe you if you said something that made sense! You spout nonsense and expect me to believe it? What are you, a reporter who just shouts things out first? Huh? Is it just about getting attention?"
"Damn it! Hey! How can you compare me to something like that! Even for me, that's infuriating!"
"I'm the one who should be angry! Try being in my position, having to listen to your dog-barking—no, that's an insult to dogs—your bullshit!"
"It hurts! Use your words, use your words! Don't hit me!"
"Just die! A moron! Who spits out! Bullshit! Should! Die! For the sake of the world!"
"Bone! You hit my bone! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts, you bastard! Argh!"
While Seunghyun, bound hand and foot, was being mercilessly stomped on by Ji-wook, the dressing room door opened and Jia appeared.
She watched the two of them playing around with a satisfied gaze for a moment before clearing her throat to draw their attention to her.
"Did you wait long~?"
"Ah, Jia's voice—"
"La, Lady?!"
Seunghyun couldn't help but be startled by Ji-wook's sudden shout.
Since he couldn't see due to the blindfold, he had been straining his ears to grasp the situation, and then suddenly, a loud yell had erupted.
Had something happened to Jia?
With his hands and feet useless, Seunghyun's heart sank at the thought that he couldn't do anything if something had gone wrong.
"So noisy~."
Fortunately, Jia's voice was as calm as ever, as if nothing were wrong, and Seunghyun let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey, Kim Ji-wook! You scared me! Why are you suddenly screaming like a maniac!"
"Do you blame me for screaming? What are you thinking, coming out like that!"
"What? Like what?"
While Seunghyun, who couldn't see a thing, was just shaking his head back and forth, Ji-wook was covering his eyes with his palms, looking absolutely horrified.
A micro-bikini, a naked apron—
Ji-wook had already witnessed Jia walking around outdoors without even underwear, but her current appearance was even more shocking.
"Is Ji-wook hiding behind his palms again~? You're so cute when you're shy~!"
"No, I'm begging you, please, Lady, have some shame!"
"Ahahahaha~!"
Finding his reaction hilarious, she burst into laughter, her shoulders shaking.
In rhythm with her laughter, a dozen or so water balloons jiggled.
These were the evidence of how messy and sticky the nights Ji-wook and Jia had spent together during the three days Seunghyun was away; they were draped like a skirt over Jia's completely naked body.
On top of that, there were two condoms hanging from her erect nipples.
As she walked toward the bed where Ji-wook and Seunghyun were, the condoms on her nipples and waist bounced, flaunting their presence.
Ji-wook looked at her lewd, obscene appearance with an expression of utter disbelief.
Seunghyun was just confused, asking to be told what was going on.
Reaching the bed, she sat down next to Seunghyun, brushed his hair back, and gave him a loving, eye-smiling look.
"You really didn't take off the blindfold~? Seunghyun-ssi is such a good boy~!"
"I promised to do whatever you said for the day. I can keep a blindfold on as long as I need to."
"~~~♡♡♡"
Jia shivered, unable to contain her joy, visible to the naked eye.
Even though she was biting her lower lip, heated gasps leaked from between her lips.
Her eyes, wide open and as heavy as her ragged breathing, were filled with a deep, pink-tinted excitement that looked like hearts.
She looked ready to pounce at any moment, but she took a deep breath as if to calm herself down before turning her head toward Ji-wook.
Ji-wook, seeing her eyes glistening with lust, swallowed hard without realizing it.
It was more erotic than any expression he had seen on her over the past few days.
At the sight of her face, which he was seeing for the first time, the front of Ji-wook's pants began to bulge.
"If you look at the shelf next to the bed, there should be a folding tripod,"
"Y-yes! I see it!"
"Could you please film with that~? Just record it on Ji-wook's phone and send it to me later."
"Film? Jia? What are you trying to film?"
"Hufufufu~."
Ji-wook had honest expectations.
Seunghyun was restrained hand and foot and blindfolded.
In other words, no matter what happened, he was in a situation where he could only watch!
For the past three days, Jia had been sleeping with him to fulfill Seunghyun's wishes.
To satisfy the desire for NTR.
They had shared their bodies in a sticky, dirty way.
He had been excited just by watching videos and reports of it until now, but hadn't he had that thought at least once?
The thought of wanting to see it directly with his own two eyes, rather than through indirect methods like videos and reports.
Wasn't this the perfect situation to fulfill that wish?
Thinking of her body, which she had been sharing with him until just a few hours before Seunghyun returned, Ji-wook felt his 30cm-long member grow erect.
It twitched, as if to say it was ready.
While his member was bulging massively and flaunting its presence, Jia's gaze was directed elsewhere.
"Everything's ready~! You can come out now~!"
Who is she talking to?
Seunghyun and Ji-wook both had question marks floating over their heads.
Who else could she be calling besides them?—when that thought hit them, they remembered the one person they had completely forgotten.
"Ughhh..."
A voice so low it sounded like she was crawling on the floor.
As the dressing room door opened, the owner of the voice, Ain, appeared in a hesitant, awkward posture.
"Th-this doesn't cover anything at all..."
A micro-bikini.
If clothes are supposed to have the function of covering intimate areas, what Ain was wearing couldn't be called clothes.
It was just thin white strings that emphasized rather than covered her breasts or crotch.
Between the nipples barely hidden by the tiny triangles and the plump, prominent lips of her vulva peeking through the crack, it was a sight that left one not knowing where to look.
"Ain, you look like a real model~! Your waist is slim, your breasts and hips are a beautiful shape, and above all, your legs are so long~! Have you never been street-cast and asked if you wanted to try modeling~?"
"N-no, never..."
"......."
She was fidgeting, embarrassed.
So lewd!
Unlike the confident Jia, Ain was blushing from embarrassment and trying her best to cover herself with her arms; Ji-wook couldn't take his eyes off her, thinking it was a different kind of eroticism.
Then, when he made eye contact with her, he reflexively turned his head away.
Had he been staring too obviously?
Ji-wook scratched the back of his head, feeling awkward and sorry.
Ain, who had been staring back because she was shocked by his stiffly erect pants, felt just as awkward.
"Alright, alright, Ain, come up on the bed too~."
"A-are we, are we really doing this? Is Jia-ssi really okay with..."
"It's fine. I trust you."
"......."
Seemingly resolved by Jia's words, Ain climbed onto the bed.
Jia and Ain sat facing each other with Seunghyun in between.
Jia, who had instructed Ji-wook to start filming, immediately removed the blindfold that had been covering Seunghyun's eyes.
"Wh-what on earth are you trying to do? Jia?"
"Seunghyun-ssi, you promised to grant all my requests today, right~?"
"Y-yeah. I promised. I'll grant anything. I..."
"Then, can you grant this request I'm about to make too~?"
"...I can grant it."
Seunghyun had been looking confused, filled with anxiety and chaos.
But as soon as he met Jia's eyes and exchanged a few words, he replied firmly, his face showing not a single trace of hesitation.
"If it's Jia's request, I can grant any request at all."
"...Fufu, thank you, Seunghyun-ssi. Then, here is my request,"
Have sex with Ain.