Is the Grand Finale of a Date a Fight?
"Are we eating popcorn again today?" Charles’s eyes sparkled. It seemed the popcorn we shared while watching Inception had left a fond memory. "But there’s such a sweet smell... what is it?" Charles sniffed the air near the concession stand. Caramel popcorn really does smell amazing. I decided that was the one. I bought a tub of caramel popcorn and two sodas.
While I was retrieving our tickets, Charles tried a single kernel and looked absolutely moved. She nibbled on a few more, looking delighted. Seeing her that happy makes feeding her so much fun.
"Oh, shoot. It’s about to start." Time had slipped away faster than I realized. I took Charles’s hand and headed toward the theater. Upon entering, Charles gasped, her mouth dropping open at the sight of the massive screen. "Oh...? Is this a movie theater...? It’s so huge...!"
Once we sat down, the movie began. Charles let out a string of exclamations—"Wow," "Oh my god"—just from seeing the studio logo. The man in the row in front of us turned around, seemingly annoyed, but upon catching sight of Charles’s beauty, he quietly turned back to the front. He glanced at his own girlfriend, then stole another quick look at Charles. It was a strangely satisfying feeling. Still, buddy, stop staring and just watch the movie.
"Wow...!" Charles was quickly absorbed in the film. She was completely immersed, watching the actor Kim Yoon-seok’s passionate performance. But I was more interested in Charles’s profile than the movie. 'How can a person... be this beautiful?' Her shimmering hair. Long, slightly curled eyelashes. A sharp, elegant nose. Eyes even larger than any circle lenses could provide. I feel it every time we have sex, but being out on a date made it hit home even harder.
The part-timer at the ticket booth, the concession worker, the other patrons in the theater—everyone was losing their minds over Charles’s face and figure. 'I need to treat her even better...' I held Charles’s hand tightly and fed her a kernel of popcorn one by one. She must have been so entertained that she forgot to eat on her own. She took the food like a baby bird. It was adorable.
Then, about halfway through the movie, a steamy kiss scene appeared. Whoa. It’s rated 15+, but that’s pretty racy. I couldn't bring myself to look at Charles’s face. I kept my eyes fixed on the screen and just kept feeding her popcorn. Suddenly, a moist sensation covered my finger. Startled, I looked over to see Charles grinning mischievously, playing with my finger inside her mouth. She bit down lightly on my index finger so I couldn't pull away, then sucked on it with her tongue. It felt like receiving a finger-fellatio. I hadn't intended to tease her, but I never expected Charles to pull a stunt like this first.
My crotch swelled up in an instant. Charles glanced down at my bulging pants, gave my cheek a quick peck, and whispered quietly, "Kang Min-oppa, are you excited? But you shouldn't tease me—you promised to be gentle with me today, remember?" She smiled like a little devil and pulled away. Is she really a succubus...?
After that, every time a kiss scene came on, she’d kiss me, or she’d playfully touch the inside of my thighs. It was unfair that I was the only one being teased, but since it was retribution for all the "sins" I’d committed, there was nothing I could do. In the end, I was forced to be tormented until the movie finished.
When we stepped out of the theater, I felt incredibly exhausted, even though all we’d done was watch a movie... Annoyingly, Charles had enjoyed the film immensely on her own. She cried when a character died, and marveled at the scene where the protagonist turned back time to return to the heroine. After fully savoring the story, she linked her arm through mine and chattered away.
"The orca was so cute! To think they live in the ocean while looking all black and white!"
Is it all about you having fun?! Feeling a bit resentful, I glared at Charles and said, "Charles, aren't you teasing me a bit too much while watching the movie?"
Charles hugged my arm even tighter and laughed. "But you tease me a lot too, Oppa! What I did today is really just the tip of the iceberg?"
Hmm. I had no comeback for that. I mean, I have threatened to "enema her until she cries" and treated her body like a toy. Charles bared her fangs and giggled. "Honestly, I think I know why you tease me. Watching you look so flustered is incredibly fun."
Oh boy, if I leave her like this, Charles might awaken in a strange direction. I hurriedly changed the subject. "Charles, shall we go get something to eat?"
"Oh! I’d love to!" The distraction was a success! We headed to a place specializing in pasta. I chose it because it felt like we’d only been eating Korean food at home lately.
"One carbonara cream and one rosé pasta, please." I ordered for Charles, who didn't know much about the food, and we laughed while talking about the movie we’d just seen. Of course, since I hadn't really watched it, I was mostly just nodding along to what Charles said.
After a while, two plates of pasta arrived. We started our meal, sharing bites with each other. Come to think of it, this was our first time eating at a proper restaurant. Charles seemed excited, twirling her spaghetti with a fork and smiling. After one bite, she let out a cry of delight. "Mmm! This cream pasta, it’s delicious!" She seemed to love the creamy flavor, tearing up the appetizer bread to dip into the sauce and eating with gusto. It’s nice to see her eat so well.
But in the middle of the meal, Charles glanced at the table next to us. She seemed curious about them taking photos of their food. "Do people take pictures of their food too? What do they use them for?" It was an innocent question. They’re probably posting them on Instagram, right?
"It’s called Instagram, a place where people post photos. They post them there to show off and get attention."
"That’s fascinating." Charles looked at the table next to us, clearly intrigued. My own thoughts started to wander. 'Should I try Instagram? I do want to show off Charles... but if Yerim sees the photos... hmm...' I decided not to create unnecessary trouble. Besides, it wasn't even installed on my phone. I’d signed up once, but deleted it because seeing college classmates showing off their lives just made my stomach churn. Still, I wanted to feel that sense of envy from others just once. If I did post, I’d have to use a perception-blurring spell, of course.
Then, a good idea struck me. There was a comment on Pornhub asking for Charles’s Instagram handle. It might be nice to run a daily account with a perception-blurring spell active. "Charles, do you want to look here?" I held up my phone, switched to selfie mode, and Charles loved it. She wiped her mouth and we took a photo together. Since the original is so pretty, even a casual shot looked like a magazine spread.
"Send it to me later! I need to change my profile picture." Come to think of it, Charles’s profile picture wouldn't be seen by anyone except Young-sun and Yuda. I felt a strange sense of regret. This won't do. I have to start Instagram soon! I’m going to show off Charles’s photos everywhere!
Lost in those thoughts, the rosé pasta was soon scraped clean. Charles seemed finished too. "Did you eat your fill? You’re not still hungry?"
"Yes. I’m full—" Charles sipped her lemonade, looking satisfied. Shall we get going then?
"Oppa, what are we doing next?" I wondered. Coffee? I’d thought about having a leisurely conversation and heading home, but Charles shook her head. "Hmm... I want to walk a bit."
Oh? Shall we? Charles said she wanted to go for a walk because she was full. Well, that’s fine too. I took Charles’s hand, went down to the first floor, and walked outside. Since we were in the city center, there were plenty of couples walking hand-in-hand. "It’s nice walking like this—." Charles leaned against me with a languid expression. I was happy too.
"Let’s take more photos!" Charles immediately pulled out her phone, switched to selfie mode, and started snapping away. She took photos of herself, then linked her arm with mine to get us both in the frame. These were the photos I’d been hoping for. The kind that would get DMs or comments like, "Hey, did you get a girlfriend?" if I posted them on Instagram. Charles smiled brightly and took dozens of photos. Others might find it tedious when their girlfriend takes so many pictures, but not me. Every single photo was precious and fun. We filled the gallery with shots of us making V-signs or kissing on the cheek.
Then, Charles took a picture of something in the distance. What was it? "What are you taking a picture of?"
"Want to see?" Charles smiled lovingly and showed me the photo. It was a motel sign. Imperial Motel. Why take a picture of this? When I looked at Charles’s face, she was licking her lips. It was a seductive expression that didn't match her innocent dress at all. She hugged my waist and whispered, "I... I’m embarrassed to do this in broad daylight... but honestly, I want to do it so much right now..."
It’s a hot summer day, but it was even hotter here. Charles looked at me desperately, took my hand, and led the way. A motel in a bustling downtown area. It was embarrassing for people to be coming and going in broad daylight. But Charles pulled me in without hesitation. She leaned over the counter and asked, "Excuse me, how much is it to stay for a day?"
The part-timer seemed flustered by the situation. He looked at me, then at Charles, and stammered. Maybe it was because the H-cup breasts resting on the counter were being squashed this way and that. He finally managed to open his mouth. "Um, you mean for a short stay? It’s 40,000 won for 4 hours..."
But Charles shook her head. "One night. We’re staying the night."
"It’s 70,000 won."
Charles handed over her card. It was linked to my account, but what kind of situation is it for a woman to pay for a motel? It was embarrassing, but wasn't it a situation where the woman takes the lead because she’s worked up by her boyfriend? The man glanced at me with an expression that said he was dying of envy as he processed the payment.
"Please give me the receipt too." Charles took a photo of her motel receipt as we headed up. She whispered to me, "Oppa. When you told me to start Instagram... you meant to post photos like this, didn't you?"
Gulp. I swallowed involuntarily. "Like... making people have all sorts of embarrassing fantasies. Posting on Instagram that I’m going to a motel like this so people leave weird comments. Making me wear a condom and taking pictures."
It felt like she’d read my mind, and I felt a sting of guilt. Charles blushed and kissed me. "It’s okay to take all the embarrassing photos you want and post them, Kang Min-oppa... So, please be gentle with me, just like you were today..."
Inside the elevator, my cock was throbbing, ready to burst.