The Golden-Haired Madwoman Who Wants to Be Held by Her Manager
“What the hell are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
“I told you. I came to hear all sorts of things from my manager.”
Calathea stepped boldly into the room wearing nothing but a thin robe that clung to every curve of her body, then clicked the lock shut with a decisive twist. Her silhouette, faintly illuminated by moonlight streaming through the window, slowly approached the bed.
“With the mood lighting on, just the two of us like this…♪”
“It’s time to sleep. If it’s not something serious, we can talk tomorrow.”
“Aww, why are you already so tense?”
I tried to push her away with a stiff, hardened voice, but Calathea had already climbed onto the bed and was crawling toward me on all fours with lazy grace. Her golden hair sparkled under the soft glow of the mood lamp, paired with a face full of mischief… and along with that, the glimpse of pale skin and heavy, swaying cleavage visible through the slightly parted front of her robe flooded my vision.
“Or maybe―.”
I forced my gaze up from that deep valley to meet her eyes, only to find an innocent smile beaming with pure delight.
“…Are you looking forward to something that might happen soon?”
“No, I’m not.”
“Why not? Even if we don’t go all the way… isn’t it okay to at least use my mouth to relieve my poor, overworked manager? Hmm?”
“It’s not okay at all. Not even a little.”
“You say that, but you really seemed to enjoy it back at the hotel last time♪”
“………”
“You pumped so much of that thick, heavy stuff right into my mouth—spurt after spurt. Remember? It filled me up so much my tongue nearly drowned, and I had such a hard time swallowing it all♡”
She licked her lips seductively, swung herself onto me in one fluid motion, and pressed down firmly on my shoulders so I couldn’t move.
“Since we’re already talking about it, should we do something even better than last time today? Hmm?”
“…Enough with the teasing. Just get to the point already.”
“Hmph… your reaction is less fun than I expected. Even though I climbed on top of you like this.”
“You would’ve forced yourself on me already if that’s what you really wanted.”
“That look in your eyes—like you think you’ve completely figured me out… how arrogant.”
Calathea leaned forward so her deep cleavage was blatantly exposed, then brought her lips close to my ear once more and whispered.
“But you’re right.”
Then she flashed a bright smile, slid off me, and instead slipped right under the blanket, snuggling into my arms in one smooth motion.
She really was shameless. Still, if she wasn’t going to force anything, all I had to do was keep my head straight—just like now.
“I tried to go to sleep, but I kept thinking about what happened during the day. So I came to see you.”
“…You mean the fight with Audrey?”
“Huh? No, not that. The thing before that.”
If she meant ‘the thing before that,’ it must have been the argument between Audrey and Calathea. The one where they fought over who was forcing skinship on me.
“What about it?”
“I still don’t understand what Madness said back then. Instinct… true feelings… that kind of thing.”
Calathea rubbed her small head against my shoulder, and the pleasant sensation of her silky hair brushing against my skin sent soft shivers through me.
“You and I shared pleasure when we kissed, right? But he said that was just your instinct… that I was misunderstanding.”
“Yeah, I remember that too.”
“I don’t get it. What could possibly be more important in this world than pleasure? Why would he say something like that?”
“…Maybe he was talking about something like ‘heart.’ Like, even if you got the kiss, you didn’t get my heart. That kind of feeling.”
“Is getting someone’s heart… pleasurable?”
Calathea stared at me intently. She spoke as if she genuinely had no concept of such a thing.
“Well, it probably varies from person to person… but it’s not the kind of pleasure that gives you a dopamine rush. It’s more like your heart feels warm―.”
“Like you own the whole world?”
“Uh, yeah. Depending on the person, it can feel like that too.”
“…I still don’t understand that kind of thing.”
Maybe because the usual noisy Calathea was absent, a strange atmosphere settled between us. It felt ticklish, like I couldn’t stay still, but it wasn’t unpleasant.
…Of course, Calathea probably didn’t think anything of it.
“Hey, do you think I’d understand if I got praised by you? Manager, praise me.”
“I only praise people when they’ve done something worth praising.”
“Come on, don’t be like that. Hmm? You do it for Madness every single day, don’t you? Right? Right?”
She forced her way into my arm as a pillow and kept pressing her body tightly against mine. Through the paper-thin robe, every soft part of her transmitted its blatant texture. On top of that, the way she kept squirming was slowly loosening the loosely tied robe…
I decided to surrender at this point.
“…You really want to be praised that badly? Like Audrey?”
“Of course. She keeps bragging that she’s never once been praised by you. Acting like she’s so much better.”
“Alright, fine. It’s not that hard… I’ll praise you.”
“Ahaha♬ You should’ve done that from the start. Okay then, just like Madness does it—up we go!”
With a bright laugh, Calathea crawled on top of me and clung to my body like a cicada. Her arms wrapped tightly around me, sandwiching our bodies together from top to bottom.
…I’m going crazy. For real.
Her robe had already slipped open, so something soft and squishy was pressing directly against my chest. At the same time, her smooth legs and firm stomach were glued firmly against my lower body. But the golden-haired madwoman didn’t seem to care about any of that. She was completely focused on the idea of receiving praise, looking utterly thrilled.
Yeah, well. As always, I was the only one who had to endure.
“Don’t complain if it’s not much. Got it?”
“I won’t, so don’t worry about it.”
Just like I did with Audrey, I gently wrapped my arms around Calathea’s shoulders and slowly placed a hand on her head. I stroked her hair as if combing it, then brought my lips close to the ear peeking out between the flowing golden strands.
“Good girl, Calathea… good girl…?”
“Pfft— what is this? It tickles my ear…!”
“I’m only doing this because Audrey asked me to, okay? So just listen and bear with it!”
“Ahaha, o-okay. I’ll hold it in, pfft♡”
Maybe my baby-talk tone felt too foreign, because Calathea immediately burst into laughter and twisted in my arms. Honestly, saying these kinds of things to anyone but Audrey—especially to Calathea—was embarrassing, but now that we’d come this far, I had no choice but to commit.
“Manager? I’m listening, so keep praising me♪”
“Ahem, and your face when you smile is pretty too….”
In front of Calathea’s gaze, which looked up at me with pure joy, I awkwardly smiled back and kept squeezing out more words of praise in a whisper. After hearing such clumsy compliments several times, Calathea kept bursting into laughter until she eventually grew tired of it. She became quieter, snuggling deeper into my embrace and gently closing her eyes.
“Good girl, Calathea. Good girl….”
“Mmm… yeah….”
I continued whispering in a low voice while gently stroking her hair. She let out a pleased purr and rubbed her cheek against me.
…What was I doing, taming a wild cat?
“This feeling… isn’t bad at all.”
“Really? Then instead of a kiss, how about we―.”
“Of course, a kiss would still be better for me♪”
Calathea hugged me even tighter, as if to say there was no chance of that, then sniffed me with a little snort. Her eyes had gone hazy and loose as she looked up at me.
“Still, I think I understand now why that Madness guy likes this so much.”
“So are you satisfied now?”
“Yeah, more or less.”
…More or less?
At my questioning look, Calathea lifted the corner of her mouth in a meaningful smirk. A sense of foreboding crept slowly up my spine.
“You see, I suddenly feel like doing it really, really badly. So, as a little thank-you to my manager… you know what I mean, right?”
“Wait, I already did everything you asked me to—hey, Calathea!”
“It’s okay, Manager. This will hurt a lot less than that.”
She sank her teeth deep into my shoulder with a wide grin. Then, as if to prove she really had become ‘really, really’ eager, she ripped my pants and underwear off in one rough tug.
My mind went blank for a moment.
“Just like before, hold me tight with your arms.”
Calathea slid back down to my side, snuggling into my arms again. She pressed her face close to my ear with a thick smile, while her slender white hand slid down my stomach…
“……Ugh!”
“I already knew it had gotten this big—so big it doesn’t even fit in one hand. If I just left you like this out of shame, poor Manager would have to take care of it all by himself, wouldn’t he?”
“N-no need….”
Staring straight into my face with eyes that sparkled like rubies, she whispered in a sweet voice right into my ear—just like I had done for her.
“Good boy, Manager…? There, good boy, good boy…♡”
“This is Calathea’s nice hand♪ It won’t hurt you, so just relax and enjoy it slowly, okay?”
“S-stop―.”
“Manager’s thing really is so big and impressive. The way it stands so tall and straight is wonderful, and this part at the tip…♬”
She kept whispering unwanted praise without pause. Her lips brushed against my earlobe with wet little smacking sounds. The slippery tip of her tongue pushed into my ear canal, swirling around and around. At the same time, her delicate hand moved rhythmically—squeezing, stroking, sometimes giving sharp little slaps—tormenting me relentlessly.
“Haa… ha, ugh, enough already….”
“There, good boy? Mmm, chuup, chuurup—♡ Doesn’t it feel good when I poke you with my tongue like this…? Right? Hmm?”
Even as I bit my lip, trying to endure her tongue and hand movements, it only seemed to amuse her more. The rhythm grew increasingly intense, accompanied by the constant wet, sticky sounds of schlick schlick. My patience was rapidly running out.
“Hehe… is it about to come out soon? Then I’ll just go down and…♪”
“―――?!”
…In the end, I gave Calathea exactly the result she wanted.
“Ahaha, you really let out a lot again…. The way you react when I poke the tip with my tongue while you come is just incredible♡”
“…If you’re done, get out.”
“Mmm, I’m not leaving. I’m going to sleep here. I feel like it.”
With a satisfied expression, Calathea licked her lips and gave a cheeky little smile. Instead of returning to her own room, she snuggled deep into my arms and used me as a pillow again. She buried her face in my chest and wrapped her arms around my torso.
“Hurry up and hug me too. Okay?”
“……I don’t even know anymore.”
My body felt languid, and I had no desire to fight it. I pulled Calathea into my arms just as she wanted. We held each other tightly, feeling each other’s warm body heat and soft skin, until—
“Good night, Manager.”
—I slowly, slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.
I thought I was the only one whose mind had been stirred up by what happened that night. It should have been that way.
“…Manager. Please kiss me.”
Facing Audrey, who had been waiting in front of my door, I clutched my throbbing forehead.