Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Scenario 4: Portfolio
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No matter how low the temperature was, a sauna was still a sauna.
We emerged drenched in sweat, showered, changed into fresh clothes, and headed back to the accommodation.
"Ah~, I'm wiped~."
U Dayoung flopped onto the hotel's plush bed and rolled around.
I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.
"Babe, was it that good?"
"Eh, do I have to keep up the act even inside the room?"
"Until we head out tomorrow morning, yeah. It's business. I know you hate it, but let's stay pro."
She pulled a face but nodded anyway.
"Fiiine~."
Taking a quick break, I started backing up today's photos onto my laptop.
"Whatcha doing?"
"Backing them up, obviously. Go rest."
"Wow, you don't ever get tired?"
I flashed her a sly grin in response.
"How could I, with a pretty girlfriend like you who's got killer curves?"
"......"
She didn't reply, but she seemed pleased all the same—it was a compliment, after all.
"Once this is backed up, let's go get that massage."
"Yup, got it~."
She was checking her phone while lying down when soft snores started coming from her almost immediately.
It wasn't a loud rumble—just a cute little purr.
Leaving her to sleep soundly, I finished up my tasks. Only after prepping everything for the PPT I'd need at the office tomorrow did I approach U Dayoung, who was sprawled out face-down, and groped her ass.
"Damn, this thing is unreal."
It was the biggest, juiciest ass I'd ever seen.
"Mm...?"
She stirred at my touch, turning to look at me.
She'd been in deep sleep; her eyes wouldn't even fully open.
"Babe. Sleep well?"
"Mm."
I spoke to her in a voice brimming with affection, as if we were real lovers, and planted a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you, babe."
"Mmm..., me tooo...?"
She mumbled it back without resistance in her half-asleep haze.
Smooth.
I lay down beside her and stroked her hair, and like a kitten, she snuggled right into me.
A few minutes later, as she came to, she said,
"Oh..., it's you....... I thought you were Woohyun."
"No talking about Woohyun, remember."
"Ah, sorry......"
"Let's go get that massage."
I led her, still groggy from sleep, back downstairs for the massage.
"Hello~. Here for a massage......"
After verifying our identities with the room keycard, I paid the discounted rate.
"Not free?"
U Dayoung whispered as we were led inside.
"Yeah, I thought so too, but apparently not."
It was still a steal compared to the regular price.
We changed into the massage clothes and stepped inside, where a soothing, comforting aroma filled the air.
"Time to start the massage. It might hurt a bit at first~."
A staff member about my age, her hair tied up in a bun, approached and began the massage.
U Dayoung.
She stole a glance at Nam Siu while receiving her massage.
He looked exhausted too, fast asleep during his session.
Face-down, she replayed yesterday and today's events in her mind.
'He worked his ass off......'
Back in college, he was the fun type who loved partying, but some of his pranks were too risqué for certain people.
U Dayoung herself had been one of those who thought that way.
But since he was Kim Woohyun's close friend, they'd hung out often—though it never felt like more than casual fun.
They worked at the same company, but different teams meant they rarely crossed paths.
Even when they did, it was just in the break room, at company dinners, or grabbing drinks with Woohyun in the evenings.
Even so, seven years wasn't a short time—it was enough to build a solid friendship.
"......"
Working together for the first time at Neulsom Studio, she was honestly surprised. Sure, he had that carefree vibe, but he took responsibility for his tasks and saw them through.
And spending the night together had let her hear not just chit-chat, but his deeper thoughts too.
'For Woohyun's sake......'
She was only just realizing how much depth he had.
Above all, seeing him work made her think Woohyun had good taste in people.
She stared hard at Nam Siu's face as he emerged from his massage.
The two-block perm, thin but dark eyebrows, sharp eye lines.
"Why are you staring like that?"
"You..., you're kinda hot, actually?"
"Pfft, duh. I'm your boyfriend—'course I'm handsome."
"Ah...."
She'd blurted out her honest thought without realizing.
Luckily, since they were "acting," it didn't seem to register.
Grab.
He took her hand, and she flinched, a weird feeling bubbling up.
Her boyfriend's friend holding her hand.
"Let's head up first."
Reminding herself it was just acting, she followed him back to the room.
I was enjoying her conflicted expression.
The moment we got inside the room, I pulled her waist close and walked with her like that.
She was getting used to letting me touch her now.
"Order room service if we get hungry later."
"Ah, yeah."
I turned on the TV and climbed onto the bed.
"Dayoungie, come on."
She slipped under the covers but kept some distance.
"Dayoungie, hand."
I held out my hand, and she took it, interlocking our fingers.
"So, how was today? Acting with me."
"Huh? Eh, it was fine."
"I did pretty good as your boyfriend, right?"
"Yeah, you were okay."
She gave short answers, not wanting to reveal her true feelings.
"Gotta keep acting till we leave tomorrow. Here."
I grabbed my phone and scooted right up to her.
"Check this out."
We snapped a photo, pressed together like lovers.
Mwah.
I kissed her cheek, and U Dayoung chuckled.
"For real~, you're good at this acting thing."
"Heh. It's work."
I drew a casual line while gazing intently at her.
"Right now, we're lovers. Whose are these?"
I cupped her breasts from below.
"What? They're mine."
"Nah, while we're dating, they're mine. Your whole body is."
"Ah~, nooo~."
But her tone showed no real disgust.
Phone still on, I wrapped my arm around her waist.
Then brought my nose to hers.
"Stick out your tongue."
"......W-why?"
"Hurry."
We were so close, and I had her pinned—she knew she couldn't escape. She tentatively poked out her tongue.
I caught it with my lips and wrapped my tongue around hers.
Sucking her tongue slickly, I stared straight into her eyes.
Her face flushed, but she didn't pull away.
"Mm...."
Her defenses were down from all the intense skinship since yesterday.
"Gotta save some memories for our anniversary."
I got up, grabbed the charging camera, and brought it over.
"Hello, Dayoungie."
"Hi~."
She smiled and waved at the camera.
Since she was dressed, she figured it was fine.
I crawled over on my knees and cupped her cheek with my hand.
"As your lover, I'm gonna capture everything."
As I spoke, I trailed my index finger from her cheek to her lips, teasing them.
"Part your lips a bit."
"......Why film this?"
"'Cause I love you and wanna save it all. You're dating me right now, so play along."
The logic was flimsy, but it didn't matter anymore.
The moment her lips parted, I slid my finger in.
"Chup...."
She started sucking it while facing the camera.
"So hot, Dayoungie."
"......Ugh. Shouldn't tease if you're filming."
"Got it, got it. But Dayoungie."
"......?"
She looked at me with my finger on her lips.
"You're really pretty, you know that."
"What? Suddenly."
"For real. Way too pretty. Must be 'cause you're my girlfriend."
I climbed on top of her embarrassed self, set the camera aside, and grabbed her cheeks.
"Who made you this pretty."
"......Hey, the acting's too much."
I grinned at her denial and kissed her.
She accepted the kiss smoothly now.
After devouring her tongue stickily, I paused and whispered to her gazing solely at me.
"Your eyes are gorgeous."
"Hey.... stoppp...."
"Aww, so cute."
I lightly caressed her cheek, then kissed her again.
"Mwah..., mm...."
She softly welcomed my tongue.
"Haa...."
Her body had learned; she heated up fast.
Hearing her quickening breaths, I gripped her breast.
"Can you do it with your mouth?"
"......You know I don't do that sort of thing......"
"But it's your boyfriend asking. You only did me in the sauna earlier."
U Dayoung pouted and glared, then nodded.
"Just this once. It's for the act."
"Got it."
I got off her and dropped my pants.
Her face reddened at my swollen cock.
"How do I do it?"
She asked, but her body already knew.
She gripped my thick shaft with one hand and slowly brought her mouth to it.
"Chup.... mm.... like this?"
"Yeah, you're doing great."
I picked up the camera while she licked me.
"Mmm..., mm...."
Spotting the camera, she narrowed her eyes but focused on licking, knowing I wouldn't show anyone.
"Ah..., that's good.... Dayoungie.... Get the underside too."
I pulled the head toward my stomach, pointing to the spot where shaft met balls.
She wrinkled her nose at the hair but tilted her head sideways and licked it like a kiss.
"Whoa..., fuck."
"Mm..., slurp.... haa..., mm...."
"Best girlfriend ever. Feels amazing."
I tossed in praises like that now and then. They sounded soulless, but whatever.
"Hamm..., mm...."
"Lower too."
This time, I lifted my hips a bit.
"Here...?"
"Yeah. Do it."
"......"
U Dayoung let out a faint sigh and took my balls into her mouth.
She used to despise this kind of foreplay, but doing it to this extent—even without the scenario's power—showed her walls were crumbling.
"Good.... Jerk it with your hand while you suck."
She grabbed my shaft and stroked, but it just felt awkward.
Either her mouth or hand was idle—one or the other.
And her strokes were so clumsy, it'd take all day to cum.
"N-no, just mouth."
"......I told you I suck at this......"
"You're already perfect."
I filmed her sucking my balls.
"That's enough, Dayoungie. Wanna take your clothes off? I'll do you."
"I'm fine, but......"
She said that, but she looked expectant.
She'd never had foreplay before, but I was teaching her how good it felt.
With anticipation on her face, she slowly peeled off her top.
A massive bra.
I pulled her close, reached back, and unhooked it.
"Pants too."
"......Filming this too?"
I nodded, and with a resigned look, she slid them off.
The camera caught my hard cock and her undressing—a scene straight out of porn.
"Come here."
"......Like this?"
"Yeah, perfect. My girlfriend's a stunner."
U Dayoung covered her mouth and giggled at my praise.
"Hey~, such good acting. It's obvious."
"Tsk, it's method acting."
I stripped off my top too, tossed it aside, and placed my hands on her waist.
"Kneel like that. Stay still."
"......Huh? What are you—......?"
She tilted her head at the odd position, despite my promise of foreplay.
I gripped my saliva-slick cock and rubbed it gently against her pussy.
"Eung...."
Squelch.
Never touched there before, but she was already wet. I said,
"You're soaked already? Lower your hips a bit."
"......Not gonna do mouth?"
"You want me to? Woohyun'd be bummed."
"D-don't you bring up Woohyun~! Why do you get to?"
Squish.
I grabbed her waist and pulled down; the head spread her lips and slipped in.
"Move your hips up and down."
"......Thighs hurt?"
She wasn't the exercising type, so cowgirl was tough for her.
Squish.
With just the head in, she moved, then I pushed halfway—it glided right in smoothly.
"Haeung...."
"Deeper."
"Haek..., it's big..., feels like it won't all fit......"
"Trust me. Trust your boyfriend?"
Squelch.
With anxious eyes, U Dayoung lowered her hips.
Squish.
"Haek!"
A sharp moan escaped her.
"All in. Feel it?"
"Yeah...."
"Now rock back and forth."
"......"
I had to guide her every step.
Squelch.
"Haeng...."
She started moving her hips awkwardly, seeking her sensitive spots inside.
The motion was clumsy, but that wasn't the point.
I reached for her huge tits, pinching and twisting her nipples gently.
"Haeyut! Haeng.... Ahng..., Aeng...."
My other hand held the camera, capturing her riding me on her own.
This was prep for the next project.
"Haang! Aeng..., Haa..., Haeng!"
Too big to take fully, she shook her hips with about two-thirds in.
"Feels that good from your boyfriend?"
"Haeng...! Eung! Haet! Yeah.... Haeung!"