Just the Two of Us on the Bed with the Blonde Crazy Bitch
The low, playful hum drifted through the air. Heheung, heuheuheung…♪ I’d been at the meat restaurant only moments ago, yet when I opened my eyes I found myself lying in what was clearly a hotel room. The bitter aftertaste of alcohol coated my tongue, my head throbbed violently, and my body refused to obey. I couldn’t pull myself together.
From somewhere beyond the room came the steady rush of falling water—shaaah—accompanied by a cheerful, absentminded humming. The cool sound only made my parched mouth feel drier. I was just thinking how nice it would be if someone brought me a glass of water when—
“Manager, you’re awake…♪”
The familiar voice floated in with the soft creak of a glass door. My entire body froze.
“Ca… Calathea…?”
“Wow, your voice is completely shot. Want me to get you some cold water?”
“Why are you— no, where the hell are we…?”
“No need to panic. It’s just an ordinary hotel room we rented by the hour.”
The mattress dipped on one side with a creak. The weight shifted, moving toward me one deliberate step at a time. Then—
“Upsie daisy♡”
“You… you…”
“Doesn’t this remind you of our first meeting?”
For a brief second my gaze caught on the damp golden hair clinging to her pale shoulders. Then, in the backlight, I met her crimson eyes—eyes that glowed with seductive mischief. Following the silent command in her gaze, my eyes traveled downward. From the neck down, not a single thread covered her.
“A cozy hotel…”
Audrey. Where was Audrey? Why was I in this state, alone in a room with Calathea—
“And the freshly showered, ultra-beautiful Calathea’s glistening naked body…♪”
“S-stop…”
“Stop what, hmm? I wonder what you think I’m about to do with you, Manager. If you guess right, I’ll stop.”
“……”
Calathea watched me with sparkling, delighted eyes, waiting patiently for my answer. But I couldn’t bring myself to speak the words that had risen in my mind.
“Not answering? Hmph, that’s no fun. All right then, how about this♪”
She drew closer, inch by inch, while I remained silent.
“The slower your answer, the closer the manager and I become…”
Little by little, her captivating face and those bewitching crimson eyes filled my vision. Our heated breaths mingled. Our lips were a single breath away from touching when I finally gave in and spoke the answer she wanted.
“Se—sex—mmph!”
“Mmm, chup, chuu… yes, ngh, slurp, smack, smooch, smooch♡”
As if to silence me, Calathea’s plush lips covered mine. Her tongue slid inside like a slick serpent, invading without resistance. My mind was still foggy, half-lost in a dream, my thoughts bleached white by alcohol. Yet the sensation of her long, slippery tongue stirring every corner of my mouth burned itself into me with vivid clarity.
“……♡”
Whatever she found so enjoyable, Calathea never once looked away from my face, her eyes burning with heat. While she licked and tasted every inch of my mouth in that deep kiss, her lusciously curved, sensual body pressed flush against mine. She slid up and down, rubbing against me with a dizzying, slippery friction.
Especially those unrestrained, heavy breasts—soft, bouncy, and completely free. Their presence dominated everything.
I have to push her away…
The thought drifted through my mind, but my body refused to move, heavy as waterlogged cotton. Gradually the pleasure of the kiss drove out reason and took its place.
“Manager… kiss me back. Use your tongue… aum, yes♪ Smooch, smack, smoooch…♡”
“Ah, mmph… mmm…”
Her soft lips overlapped mine at an angle, sealing us together. Her tongue, boldly occupying my mouth, kept poking and teasing mine, urging it to play. Let’s play together. Let’s dance happily together. At that innocent invitation my tongue twitched on its own. Calathea’s tongue leaped with delight and rushed to meet it.
Like a loving embrace for the step I had taken, it spiraled around my tongue like a snake, then gently, lewdly stroked back and forth. Trapped in that slippery, writhing, impossible hold, I soon found myself timidly scraping against her tongue in return.
“Slurp, chup, chuuut— mmm, chut, chururut—♡”
Our tongues tangled like vines through parted lips, released, then tangled again. The wet, messy sound of our mixed saliva filled the space between us. Sweet moans and the ragged breathing of man and woman saturated the hotel room.
Amid it all, something strange happened. My head felt like it was floating, my heart pounding wildly. The peculiar sensation spread from my mouth throughout my entire body. It was as if my body was instinctively growing excited, anticipating what would come next. Or maybe it was simply that this moment felt impossibly good.
As I gradually began to enjoy the kiss with Calathea, my lips and tongue growing bolder, the smile in her watching eyes deepened with satisfaction. Then, at last—
“Mmph, ngh…!”
Her hand, infused with superhuman strength, laced our fingers tightly together and pinned both my wrists to the bed. At the same time, the soft, flexible dance of our tongues shifted. It became entirely Calathea’s—one-sided, greedy, devouring. She wasn’t just coating my mouth with her saliva; she was engraving every single stimulation so deeply I would never forget it.
“……!”
The overwhelming stimulation momentarily swept away the fog in my head. My senses snapped back. I twisted my face violently, tearing myself free from the kiss she had been forcing on me.
“Ah! Manager! We were just getting to the good part—what are you doing…?”
“St-stop it…! Not this…!”
“What do you mean by ‘this’? Hmm? Smooch—say it with that cute mouth, smooch♪ Hurry and tell me, hmm? Smack, smack♡”
“Mmph, st—mmph, uup…!”
Calathea kept interrupting my words with playful kisses, giggling the whole time. Eventually she pulled back to her original position and stared down at me. Then, as if genuinely disappointed, she cutely pursed her lips—still glistening with my saliva.
“I’m only trying to reward you, you know? You worked so, so hard today trying to make us get along.”
“How did you even…”
“How did I know? It was completely obvious you were trying to shove us together. You’re surprisingly dense, Manager.”
My throbbing head tried to recall what had happened earlier, but all I could remember was the sweet kiss from moments ago and the crazy woman right in front of me.
“Ahaha, that confused face you’re making right now… is incredibly delicious♬”
Licking her lips, her smile growing even darker, Calathea slowly dragged her slippery tongue up my cheek. Then she brought her mouth—hot, rough breaths pouring out in heavy pants—right next to my ear.
“You know, Manager? I love fun things more than anything…. But the world I see always wears the same faces. Desire, or fear…. Living while only looking at those gets so boring.”
“Suddenly talking about…”
“It’s like walking through an art gallery filled with identical paintings. Insanely tedious. Deadly dull.”
She spat the words like they tasted bad, then immediately brightened again, chattering excitedly.
“But you’re different, Manager. I never get tired of you. You entertain me. You show me faces I’ve never seen before. So I keep wanting to see even more of your other faces…”
She was saying something to me with great earnestness, but my alcohol-soaked brain couldn’t make sense of any of it. Apparently it didn’t matter whether I understood. Calathea kept whispering hotly into my ear, voice brimming with excitement. She nibbled my earlobe, pushed the tip of her tongue into my ear canal and stirred it messily, sucked hard on my neck. Then she would lick the aching spots with ticklish little strokes, only to bite and suck new places. After repeating the cycle several times, she trailed soft, wet kisses along my collarbone while smoothly unbuttoning my shirt.
“So, Manager♡ What kind of face will you show me this time? What expression will you use to entertain me?”
“Get off first and then we can ta—”
“After getting this hard, you want to stop here?”
The sensation of her thigh pressing firmly against my erection sealed my mouth shut.
“Let’s just do it like this, Manager. No—I’ll devour you. I’ll rape you senseless all night long, without stopping once…♬”
“S-stop—”
“I wonder what face you’ll make. I’m so curious. I’m dying to know what kind of pleasure you’ll give me. Let’s do it. Come on, let’s do it. Hmm?”
The blonde crazy bitch seemed drunk on her own words. Her emotions rose to a fever pitch that looked genuinely dangerous.
“The manager who doesn’t know what to do while I eat him up. The manager who cums inside me and then worries about getting me pregnant. The manager who wakes up the next day confused, wondering if it was a dream. Then the manager who realizes it was all real…. I want to see every single one. I’m so curious, so excited I feel like I might die. So—ow!”
With my hands still locked in hers, I slammed my forehead into Calathea’s. My already dizzy head spun even worse; I felt like I might vomit. But if I didn’t do this, there was no way to stop her.
“I told you to stop…! I’m your manager. If something needs protecting, I have to protect it…!”
Calathea blinked at me like an idiot, then burst into loud laughter.
“Ahaha, ahahahat♡ See? This is why the manager is so fun. Because it’s not easy, it’s even more entertaining—and that makes me want it even more desperately. I’m starting to wonder how you can possibly be like this.”
“I have no idea what you’ve been saying this whole time, you crazy bitch…”
“Look at you. Even though I’m throwing myself at you, begging you to fuck me, you turn me down like it’s the most natural thing in the world. A normal person could never do that. Nope, nope.”
On the surface it sounded like pure arrogance. But with her signature provocative smile, her devastatingly beautiful face, and that perfect, sinfully curved naked body mercilessly stimulating every male instinct right in front of me… I couldn’t easily deny her words.
“This is probably because some part of the manager’s brain is broken…? Or maybe you have some mental restraint strong enough to suppress even instinct in front of me. And usually, people call that ‘crazy’♡”
“The crazy one is you… Calathea.”
“Madness said the exact same thing. That we’re the same kind.”
Calathea winked at me, then smoothly slid down my body.
“Wh-what are you—?”
“It would be too pitiful to leave you this hard. So I’ll just finish you off with my mouth♪”
“That’s enough, stop—ngh!”
I felt a sudden emptiness below, then something tight and wet enveloping me, filling that emptiness.
“Manager… I’ll make you feel so good…♡”
An irresistible, overwhelming pleasure surged upward like a massive tide. I squeezed my eyes shut against the dizziness.