Spread your legs
Spread your legs
Standing in front of Kang Seo-ah's door, it was slightly ajar.
From inside, the fluorescent light was seeping out.
'...She really said I could come in?'
Until recently, Kang Seo-ah would react sensitively and coldly refuse whenever I asked to see her drawings.
So she won't let me see them, but she'll let me be drawn?
'Or maybe.'
One hypothesis came to mind.
The words Kang Yu-na and Kang Ji-eun had said to me, as if to console me.
—It's just that Seo-ah is awkward and shy.
Maybe that was true, and this time she was gathering courage to advance our relationship.
...For now, I should believe that.
After hesitating briefly in front of Kang Seo-ah's door, I carefully pushed it open.
Creak—
As I entered the room, Kang Seo-ah was sitting at her desk chair, staring at the monitor.
She fiddled with the mouse and glanced at me.
"...Since you're here, sit."
At those words, I hesitated for a moment.
I wanted to believe she didn't dislike me, but there was something Kang Seo-ah always said to me.
That I smelled, and to go away.
I hoped it was just talk, but there was a chance she'd hate it if I sat on her bed.
Coming to that conclusion, I quietly sat on the floor.
But Kang Seo-ah suddenly seemed flustered and shouted in anger.
"Why, why are you sitting on the floor! Just sit on the bed!"
"O-okay, okay."
She clearly seemed angry, but the content was for my benefit, so it felt strange.
Feeling embarrassed, I sat at the edge of the bed, and Kang Seo-ah huffed and turned her gaze back to the monitor.
While she did something on the computer, the silence was filled only with mouse clicks, and feeling awkward, I tried to strike up a conversation.
"Do you draw in a sketchbook or something?"
I asked because I was genuinely curious, but.
"...I don't use those."
The answer that came back was cold again.
Feeling deflated, I stayed quiet, and then Kang Seo-ah suddenly muttered softly.
"A pen tablet. ...I use this."
"...Huh?"
She was pointing at a black pad and a special pen on the desk.
Her tone was still chilly.
"It's convenient because when you draw on this pad with the pen, it shows up on the monitor right away."
But from Kang Seo-ah's attitude of additionally explaining, I felt a kindness that didn't match her tone.
'...So it was true.'
Until just now, I had been half-doubting it.
By now, I could be somewhat certain that Kang Seo-ah didn't simply dislike me.
Thinking that made me feel good, and as I tried to suppress the corners of my mouth from rising—
Kang Seo-ah seemed to have noticed and turned her head away, grumbling.
"W-what are you smiling at. It's creepy."
I could see her ears turning even redder as she muttered.
"..."
Only now did I realize that this was her clumsy way of expressing herself.
So instead of being hurt by her half-hearted insults, I found myself letting out a quiet laugh without meaning to.
Kang Seo-ah sighed, then looked at the monitor again and said.
"...I'll draw the pose the way I want, so just take the poses I tell you to."
Right.
I had momentarily forgotten, but the reason I came to Kang Seo-ah's room was because I had asked her to draw me.
Originally, it was just an excuse to escape, but now that the time had come, I found myself looking forward to it a bit.
"What pose should I do?"
I asked Kang Seo-ah with a slightly excited voice full of anticipation.
Turning her body toward me with the camera app on her phone open, Kang Seo-ah hesitated for a moment, then muttered quietly.
"...S-spread your legs."
...Huh?
"...What?"
I asked back, flustered for a moment.
"I said spread your legs."
But as if to confirm I hadn't misheard, Kang Seo-ah confidently demanded that I spread my legs.
"Uh, okay."
Her confident attitude somewhat dispelled my doubts.
'Well, she must have a specific pose she wants.'
Just because she told me to spread my legs didn't mean I had to do it as explicitly as Kang Yu-na had earlier—
'...Ah.'
...I remembered it.
Kang Yu-na gripping her thighs and spreading her legs to show me.
Her pussy, wet and glistening, with its silhouette fully revealed.
Once the imagination started, it didn't stop.
The more I tried not to think about it, the more I fell into a dilemma where I could only think about that.
At this rate, I'd end up getting an erection in front of Kang Seo-ah again.
I had to find a way.
"D-do we have to? Just drawing the upper body..."
"..."
I tried to take the safest route, but Kang Seo-ah's expression was instantly filling with disappointment.
She clearly had a specific pose in mind.
...This method would be no different from betraying Kang Seo-ah's efforts that she had barely mustered the courage for.
I had no choice but to dismiss it.
"No! On second thought, you know the poses better. What should I do?"
"...!"
As soon as I said that, Kang Seo-ah's expression brightened noticeably.
Her eyes, which had been looking down in disappointment and half-closed, opened wide, and the corners of her mouth seemed to rise slightly.
Soon after, clearing her throat once, Kang Seo-ah began to explain the pose she wanted.
"...Y-you should have done it from the start. Spread your legs wide, stretch your hands forward a bit, and pretend to be holding something."
Thanks to the little time I had bought, I felt my alter ego calm down a bit.
As long as there was no additional stimulation, I wouldn't be caught with my pants slightly bulging in a somewhat unnatural way.
After checking that my pants had subsided to an unnoticeable degree, I mulled over Kang Seo-ah's words.
First, spread my legs.
Since there was no specific instruction on how wide, I spread them just a little wider than shoulder width.
Next, stretch out my hands.
It seemed she wanted a pose like holding something, so I guessed she might be trying to draw a scene of holding a trophy, and I stretched my arms forward.
But apparently, it didn't satisfy Kang Seo-ah.
"...I don't like it."
Muttering that, she stepped closer to me.
"...!!"
Kang Seo-ah's scent wafted into my nose, and the distance between us narrowed.
Flustered by the suddenly close proximity, I froze in place—
A pale hand reached out.
Soon after, a cold but soft skin brushed against the back of my hand.
Kang Seo-ah's cold hand grabbed mine and began to move it to correct my posture.
Sseuk— sseuk—
In the process, somehow, there was a continuous touch that seemed to stroke from the back of my hand, to my wrist, and then to my forearm.
The touch, which felt sticky rather than just positioning, seemed excessive and long, perhaps due to my imagination.
Still, I thought Kang Seo-ah knew what she wanted and was going for a more detailed pose, so I obediently went along—
"...S-spread your legs a bit more."
Kang Seo-ah's hand went down.
Her hand, which had been moving stiffly as if tense, touched my thigh before I could stop it.
The sticky touch that had been stroking my arm began to stroke my thigh.
"W-wait a minute."
My head had clearly broken down due to the fantasies I had been having until moments ago.
Kang Seo-ah's innocent touch felt obscene.
As if stroking the flesh of my thigh over my clothes, Kang Seo-ah's hand, which had risen from my knee, stopped just before touching my crotch.
At that moment.
The cock I had barely calmed down reacted again.
Twitch—
My cock, struggling to escape from beneath my clothes, slowly began to tighten my pants.
The movement was clearly visible over the fabric.
And all of it, from the closest position, Kang Seo-ah was watching with her own two eyes.
"..."
"..."
Not too long ago, I had been in a situation similar to being caught masturbating by Kang Seo-ah when she knocked on the door.
Back then, Kang Seo-ah was at the door and I was on the chair, so there was quite some distance.
Because of that, I was able to awkwardly get past it—
But now.
Kang Seo-ah's hand was right next to my cock, which was swelling my pants as if it would burst through from the erection.
And above all, in this situation, anyone could see that I had gotten an erection from Kang Seo-ah's touch, so it seemed impossible to even gloss over it.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
A suffocating silence filled the room.
And then, as I closed my eyes tightly and waited for the fate that was about to come—
Sseuk—
"...?!"
Kang Seo-ah's hand, still on my thigh—
brushed once over my cock, which was erect beneath my pants, and then withdrew.
"S-stay like that."
And then, as if she hadn't seen anything, Kang Seo-ah sat back down in her chair.
I remained frozen in that pose.
The moment when Kang Seo-ah's hand grazed my thigh and brushed once over my cock, which had risen over my pants, kept replaying in my mind.
She must have seen it.
The reason she didn't get angry or run away, but instead pretended not to notice and continued to draw.
And that touch that seemed to graze my crotch—whether it was accidental or intentional—I had no way of knowing.
Sseuk sseuk—
For a while, the only sounds in the room were the breathing of me and Kang Seo-ah, and the sound of the pen sliding over the black pad.
Cautiously, I rolled my eyes to look at Kang Seo-ah.
Kang Seo-ah, with her ears flushed bright red to the tips, was moving the pen diligently.
With her head slightly bowed, she was glancing back and forth between me and the monitor, drawing.
Her fingertips were trembling so much that I wondered if she could even draw well.
Kang Seo-ah's gaze dropped once more to the front of my pants, then quickly returned to the monitor.
Along with that gaze, her still slightly trembling fingertips proved that what had just happened was not my imagination.