The Outcast Loser's Date (2)
Even though she was watching a movie by a director she loved — a movie she loved — Cha Eunju just couldn't seem to focus on the screen.
Her hand, trapped in mine, kept twitching this way and that, and all she did was sneak sidelong glances at me, as if trying to gauge my reaction.
She clearly wants to say something, but she can't figure out what it is, huh.
I briefly considered that maybe she wanted to do the kind of affectionate thing couples usually do in movie theaters, but I wasn't quite confident enough to act on it.
So for now, I pretended not to notice, keeping an eye on her while also making sure not to lose track of the movie's plot. If we ended up talking afterward about which parts we liked or what was fun, I'd need to at least know the basic flow of the story.
And so two hours of mutual sneaking glances and unspoken words drifted by, and the movie reached its final act.
"Run! The illusion is breaking apart!"
"Yes!"
This was probably the climax — on the screen, the male and female leads, having shattered the illusion, were desperately escaping the collapsing world through a way out.
"Kyaah!"
"Sela!"
"G-go on ahead, Sage! I-I...!"
...So the male lead's name was Sage. I was only half-watching the whole time, so I'm learning this just now.
"No, Sela!"
"Kyaah?! S-Sage?!"
The heroine stumbled and fell in a hair-trigger moment of crisis. The hero scooped her up in a princess carry and ran on.
Watching such a textbook cliché of a youth romance, I nearly let out a yawn — but to my surprise, Cha Eunju was blushing clear to her ears, watching this scene with rapt attention.
Come to think of it, I carried her just like that during the practical exam, didn't I.
Maybe she's getting flustered remembering that time. I'll admit, I did embrace her half on purpose back then.
Held in the hero's arms, the two of them barely made their escape. The moment they slipped through a crack in an ancient tree, the scenery changed to a garden, and as they tumbled across the grass, the sliver of light they'd escaped through sealed shut behind them.
"..."
"Is it... over?"
"Who knows..."
Staring blankly at the trees of the garden, the two quietly turned to look at each other. Then, gazing at one another with meaningful eyes, their faces slowly drew closer and closer.
Oh, so that's the kind of movie this was.
Well, it was that kind of anime, so of course Cha Eunju would love it. One look and you could tell it was the fresh, saccharine sort of sentiment engineered to cater to otaku tastes.
Wanting to see her blushing face, I turned my eyes to the left — and in the darkness, my gaze met hers, staring right at me.
—Paaan...
"...?"
—Sreeeurk.
"..."
Those bright, sparkling squirrel-like eyes stared fixedly at me, and the moment our gazes met, she quietly closed them.
Ah. Now that I see this, I have a pretty good idea what she's been fidgeting about all this time. Looks like she's been dying to somehow manage a kiss before the day is over.
The only idiot I know who would flee out of embarrassment at a moment like this is Seo Woojin, so honoring Cha Eunju's wishes, I quietly leaned in and gave her a kiss.
—Chup.
"...!"
Even at that short, light kiss, Cha Eunju jolted in her seat, startled.
Ignoring her adorable reaction, I turned my attention to the ending credits, which had begun to roll at some point.
"That movie was fun."
"...Mm."
"Shall we head up and grab something to eat? There's a food court upstairs."
"...Mm."
"Can I touch your chest, Eunju?"
"...Mm."
Face scarlet red, Cha Eunju just bobbed her head and nodded along to everything I asked.
She'd been like this ever since we left the theater. Her first kiss must have burned itself pretty deeply into her brain.
Frankly speaking, the order had been far too late. Chest fondling, fellatio, sex — and then the first kiss.
Of course, everything before that had been done while under Suggestion: Hypnosis, so in explicit terms, this kiss was our first real act of intimacy between me and Cha Eunju.
No matter how much she'd done with me while pretending to be hypnotized, doing something as lovers with a clear head carries a different weight entirely. ...To be honest, I'm a little embarrassed myself and just doing my best to look composed.
After everything we've done, getting bashful over a kiss is pretty hilarious, though.
Still, the fact that things were progressing smoothly even without hypnosis was a good sign.
I took the even-more-spaced-out-than-usual Cha Eunju to the food court for a meal, and while she was dazed, stole a few feels of her chest and butt — the usual light skinship.
By the time I'd whiled away the rest of the date and brought her back to my place, she'd only just managed to recover her senses.
"We're here, Eunju."
"Mm... Uh, uhh?!"
"I said we've arrived at my place. We were going to do 'hypnosis training' today, remember?"
"...Ah, aah! R-right, we were?! Th-that's right, yes..."
"It's been almost a week since your last training session, right? Like last time, it'll probably take a few hours to see it through to the end today. Is that okay?"
"Y-yes, yes...! I-I'm totally fine with that! It doesn't matter if I get home late anyway...! And, and if it comes to it, I could even sleep over at your place, Seonho..."
"Hm?"
"N-nothing! It was nothing!!"
She's already thinking that far ahead. That's our clever little Eunju.
Truth be told, I'd been thinking it was about time to take things that far myself.
Cheonmu Academy required every enrolled student to remain on standby at the academy at all times, which meant dormitory living was effectively mandatory. Once the semester started, opportunities to have Cha Eunju stay over at my place like this wouldn't come around often.
Honestly, with her heart already completely given over to me, there was no reason to hesitate. The only thing I was taking slowly was the pace of the acts themselves, so that she wouldn't be frightened by how far we went.
"Shall we start right away, then?"
"R-right now?"
"Why? Too tired at the moment? Should we rest a bit first?"
"N-no! We can start right now! I-I'm ready, so...!"
She must have quite a lot built up inside her, in her own way. A whole week had passed since her first experience, after all.
Not that I'm being conceited, but I do think I satisfied her plenty for a first time. At the very least, enough that she couldn't forget it even with just masturbation.
I met Cha Eunju's eyes, gave a nod, and raised my right hand to the crown of her head.
"Here we go, then."
"...Mm."
Suggestion: Hypnosis — Target: Cha Eunju
"Hooo, hoooh, huu..."
The moment the suggestion took hold, Cha Eunju's body trembled and shivered a couple of times, taut with nerves. Leaning close to her ear, I asked the same question I always asked whenever I cast the hypnosis.
"Are you hypnotized, Eunju?"
"Mmhm.... I-I'm hypnotized now, so.... f-from now on, you can do whatever you want to me, Seonho..."
The same question every time — yet somehow, a different answer every time.
Her replies felt like she was growing more honest with her desires by the day, and listening to them, I brought my hand to her clothes without a moment's hesitation.
—Squish.
"Hnnh, hah...!"
—Squish, squish!
"Hnngh, hah, hahk...!"
The moment the hypnosis began, a man's hands came to rest upon her bared breasts.
Gentle, yet unmistakably practiced.
And that thick, lewd sensation — one she truly hadn't felt in so long — enveloped her body.
—Chuaaak!
"Hnnghhhhhm...!!"
The only thing her hypnotized self was permitted to do was endure the moans rising up her throat as best she could and stay perfectly still. That was the rule whenever they did this 'hypnosis training' together.
If she showed even the slightest sign that something was off, then this time she was sharing with him would never come back.
With that thought, Cha Eunju steeled herself against the pleasure stabbing up from her chest like needles.
I-it really is completely different from doing it alone...
No matter how much she fondled her own chest or worked her fingers inside herself, this pleasure never came when she was by herself. All that filled the space afterward was a fleeting orgasm and a wave of emptiness rolling in behind it.
She'd wondered whether it had only felt so wonderful because it was her first time, or because she simply wasn't used to a man's touch — but having his hands on her again after so long, she could finally confirm it was nothing of the sort.
Because she now knew the truth: that she had become a pervert who felt the greatest excitement from a man's touch — from Lee Seonho's touch, to be exact.
—Slide.
"Nnghhhnnn?!"
Before she could even ride out the aftershocks on her chest, a lewd sensation stirred from below. Even though all he'd done was press a single finger into her, a euphoria like walking on clouds washed over her.
That pleasure that wouldn't come no matter how desperately she worked three fingers in and out of herself when she was alone came flooding in like a tide from nothing more than his thick middle finger slipping inside.
Maybe he really is my destined one after all. Indulging in such a fantasy, she meekly surrendered her body to his hands.
—Slide, slide!
"Haa, nnh, hnnghhhht?!"
"Lift your leg, Eunju."
"Mmhm...! Ye-yes...!!"
At Lee Seonho's faintly coercive command, one of her legs rose of its own accord — so worked up that she'd blurted out honorifics without even thinking.
Fortunately, he didn't seem to notice her slip of the tongue. He freed her underwear from around one ankle, then quietly brought his face between her spread legs.
—Chup.
"Hnnghhhhhnn...!!"
A single, light kiss pressed upon her tiny bud.
It was much like the short, gentle kiss from the theater — but with the place his lips landed changed, the meaning became something else entirely.
The first kiss that had touched her lips earlier: happiness, one hundred percent.
The kiss that had just touched her clit: pleasure, one hundred percent.
Right now she was a girl of one hundred percent happiness and a girl of one hundred percent pleasure, and she had to cling to a mind that felt like it would fly away the instant she let her guard down just to hold on.
"Eunju, I'm always sorry. That this is the only way I know how to show you how I feel."
"N-no, it's not.... y-you don't have to apologize..."
"If the un-hypnotized you ever found out I did things like this, I know you'd despise me without a doubt..."
"Th-that's not true.... I'm sure you wouldn't—hnnghhht?!"
Feeling an odd pang of guilt for him as he lamented his conscience, she'd tried to comfort him — but her words couldn't make it to the end.
Because Lee Seonho's tongue, sucked in between the crevice of her lower half, had begun licking at the entrance of her sex.
Cunnilingus, was it called? Ever since receiving this act from him a week ago, Cha Eunju had gone straight home and acquired some new knowledge.
The first time, it had been mortifying. But now she understood. The act of a man bringing his mouth to a woman's sex and caressing it was a form of devotion that could only be given between people who truly loved each other.
—Slrp, slrp.
"Hnnht! Hnt, hah!!"
—Slrp, slrp, slrp.
"Hnnghht!! Hnn, hnnghn...!!"
And so, feeling his love in place of the shame, Cha Eunju trembled in place, quivering.
...Not that her brain, already overflowing with feelings for Lee Seonho, had any room left in it for shame to begin with.
"Hnnnh, hnnh, hn-yaaaahk...!!"
—Spurt, ssshhhh...
"Hahh, hnnghhhht...!!"
Ah, no...
Seonho's room... I've dirtied it again...
His face, his clothes — I've stained it all with my...
But she couldn't say sorry. Her current self was under hypnosis, after all.
...And though she could never, ever tell Seonho this — honestly, it had felt a little good.
She knew she shouldn't think like this, but spraying her gush across his room, across his body — it felt like marking it. Like claiming it as mine.
Seonho's room is my territory, and Seonho is mine. The feeling of leaving that proof behind had crept over her without her meaning for it to.
W-what am I, some kind of animal...? G-getting worked up over doing this in Seonho's room, what's wrong with me...
As her scattered mind drifted back, she felt a flicker of shame over having let herself think such things, even for a moment.
"Hnnnh, hoo, hnnh..."
"Did it feel good, Eunju?"
"Mmhm.... i-it felt good..."
"There's a present I prepared to give you today, Eunju. Could you wait here for just a moment?"
"...Mm. I-I'll wait..."
A present? What on earth could it be?
Could it be something like a congratulatory gift for getting into the academy? What would I do if it was? I didn't prepare anything like that for him...
And come to think of it, if it was a present, why not give it earlier — why wait until she was lying here stripped bare?
"Hnnnh, hoo, hnnh..."
Worries and questions alike trailed through her mind, but all she could do was wait.
Quietly hoping — tenderly, carefully — that the present he'd prepared would be something she loved.