Episode 89: Cha Na-ra Wants to Get Married?
"Welcome back."
The front door opened, and Nara greeted me with a smile, her face barely touched by makeup, dressed in comfortable clothes.
The flashy stage outfits and full idol face were nowhere to be seen. There was just a twenty-year-old girl waiting for her boyfriend.
"Pardon the intrusion."
I slipped off my shoes and stepped inside. The distinctive atmosphere and scent of Nara's room wrapped around me. A pleasant, sweet fragrance drifted from the neatly tidied space. It wasn't an artificial scent—it was sweet like fruit, yet subtle and soft.
"Nara."
"Yeah?"
As Nara, who had been walking ahead of me, started to turn her head when I called, I pulled her slender waist into my arms.
"Hnng... oh... oppa, j-just a little slower..."
Perhaps because the physical contact was so sudden, Nara's body flinched slightly. Holding her from behind, I buried my nose deep into her pale, delicate nape. The sweet fragrance from the room and Nara's own soft, warm scent rushed into me all at once.
"It's exactly the same."
"Huh?"
When I pulled away after taking in just her scent, Nara turned around and looked up at me with a bewildered expression.
"What? That's it?"
"No, it's just the room had a familiar smell."
"Ugh! You scared me!"
Nara must have gotten her hopes up a bit, because once that kind of mood was broken, she raised a fist and then lowered it again.
Nara pouted her lips slightly, spun her body around, and headed into the living room—then stopped dead in her tracks.
"What's wrong?"
"..."
"Nara?"
Her shoulders gave a slight, twitching flinch. For a moment, Nara was silent, then she asked cautiously in a voice barely audible.
"Um... oppa... it isn't, is it?"
"What was that?"
"It's not a bad smell, right?"
Nara asked with a trembling voice. I almost burst out laughing at how serious she sounded.
Looking at her adorable back, I let out a soft chuckle. I placed my hand gently on her head and stroked it as I spoke.
"What are you talking about? It's a nice smell, so I'm going to keep smelling it."
"Right? I thought so, I just— Kyah!"
Before Nara could even finish her sentence, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her waist once more. I held her tighter than before, leaving no gap between us. Nara let out a little yelp at the sudden embrace, but I paid it no mind. I buried my face in her nape again and made a point of inhaling loudly and exaggeratedly.
"Hoooh~ This is amazing. Seriously, your scent—your fragrance—it's so nice."
"It ticklesss~ Stop it~"
Nara squirmed this way and that, trying to slip out of my arms. But the whole time, clear, bell-like giggles kept bursting from her lips, and the hands she used to try and push me away weren't strong. Watching her drape her own hands over my arm, it looked like she didn't mind the situation one bit.
Holding Nara tightly, who was pretending to push me away while nestling snugly into my arms, I felt her soft, warm body heat. We stood just like that for a long while.
"Oppa, let's eat!"
"Alright!"
Originally, I planned to order delivery or pick up some takeout, but Nara insisted she had something she really wanted to cook for me. She sat me down at the table and had me watch her cook.
On the table sat an earthenware pot full of kimchi jjigae, a few neatly arranged side dishes, and a bowl of steaming multigrain rice.
"Wow, that smells incredible."
"Hurry, let's eat! I put a lot of effort into this since you were coming."
I picked up my spoon, then put it back down at the sight of her staring at me from across the table.
"Nara."
"Hm?"
"If you stare at me like that, I'm gonna get indigestion..."
"Ah, sorry."
Resting her chin in her hand and staring at me intently, Nara's gaze was filled with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
I scooped up some of the broth, blew on it gently, and put it in my mouth.
It was a well-boiled kimchi jjigae, spicy and robust, thoroughly infused with the savory oil of the pork. It seemed hard for even a regular home-style restaurant to match this quality.
"Wow, this is delicious."
"Really? I'm so glad."
"You're a really good cook, Nara. I figured you were too busy to know how to do things like this."
"Back when I used to live with the members, I'd cook for them and everything~"
The way she bragged about it, shrugging her shoulders in pride, was exactly like a little kid. It made me smile without meaning to. Even amidst her busy schedule, her thoughtfulness in putting this much care into a meal for her members or for me... it was so endearing.
When I looked at her with fond eyes, Nara poked her rice with her chopsticks for no reason, clearly embarrassed.
"Our Nara's ready to get married~"
"You think? Should I just go get married right now?"
"Who'd you go to?"
"Obviously you, oppa~ You said you'd take responsibility for me for the rest of your life~"
That straight-shot punch, delivered like it was nothing, nearly made me choke on my food. Nara saw the look on my face and smiled in a strangely knowing way, lightly biting the tip of her chopsticks with her lips.
Under the warm light illuminating the table, Nara's eyes were full of affection as she looked at me.
And yet, there was something inexplicably sensual about her smile.
Right now, that image of Nara seemed to sparkle and shine in my eyes more beautifully than any jewel.
I guess this is what people mean when they talk about being love-struck.
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Once we had finished eating, I went into Nara's room, sat on the bed, and watched the stage performance video she had pulled up for me.
- I'll do the dishes.
- No, oppa, stay in there.
- No, I'll do them...
- Ssssp! Guests should sit still and wait nicely!
She'd pushed me by the back and forced me into her room.
"Oh..."
"Aren't you staring a little too hard?"
"You're pretty enough to stare at that hard."
"So embarrassing..."
Nara, having finished the dishes, came into the room, climbed onto the bed, and naturally settled herself right in front of me.
"Aren't you sitting in front of me a little too naturally?"
"The bed is small, what can I do?"
Of course, the bed was a single, so it was a little small, but that didn't mean there wasn't space for her to sit next to me.
"So? How's the bed?"
"It's nice..."
I'd thought it then too, but it really was a great bed. It wasn't just mindlessly plush; it softly enveloped the body while providing firm support.
I'd never had a particular craving for a nice bed before, but experiencing it here at home instead of at the cinema made my desire start to creep up on me.
"How much did you pay for this?"
"I paid quite a bit... It was pricier than I thought."
"Really?"
"...Ten thousand."
"...!!!"
That was not a price I expected for something in the single size range, not even a double or queen. The desire that had been creeping up on me vanished instantly.
"Pffft! Oppa, you said you were rich~"
"Rich people have to save to stay rich..."
"Well, that is true~"
We continued watching the video while making idle chit-chat like that.
I placed a hand on the belly of Nara, who was sitting in front of me, and slowly leaned back.
Since the bed headboard was right behind me, I wasn't lying down completely, but my back was more comfortable than before. Nara adjusted with my movement and shifted her body downward.
"Euk!"
That is, it would have been fine if she hadn't put pressure on my inner thigh as she moved.
"Oh my! Sorry! Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
If the pressure had been just a bit more to the inside, it could have been disastrous. My yelp had been more from surprise than pain, so the situation settled down quickly.
We settled back into position and were watching Nara's stage video, but since it was on autoplay, it switched over to the highlight reel of her movie.
And of all things, the scene that came on was the bed scene. Nara got embarrassed and tried to skip it, so I stopped her and pulled her into my arms.
"Oh my gosh!"
"Come here."
I gently held the cheek of the embarrassed Nara, turned her face toward me, and kissed her.
"Smooch! Smooch! Smooch!"
"Embarrassed?"
"Y-Yeah... It's not like I'm a girl who only watches stuff like this..."
"I know."
"I really don't..."
"I said I know."
Honestly, she was so cute being flustered that I wanted to tease her more, but the mood wasn't right for joking around.
We started with light pecks and eventually moved into a deep kiss, our tongues gliding back and forth against each other.
Slurp, slick, slurp—oppa—sllurrp, slick.
As I kissed Nara, I slowly raised my hand and gently cupped her chest.
"Hnng~"
I had been unsure just from looking on the outside, but the moment I touched her, I knew for sure.
"You're not wearing a bra?"
"Yeah, since I'm at home."
Without a word to Nara about it, I started kissing her again and slid my hand inside her clothes, touching her bare chest directly.
"Haahng~♥"
Nara's reaction became noticeably more intense than when I had been touching her on the outside of her clothes.
"What about down below?"
"I-it's noooot~♥"
I slid the hand that had been holding her cheek down and slipped it into her panties.
"Hnnng~ oppa..."
"Raise your hands."
I guided Nara's hands, which had been trying to block mine, up to wrap around my neck, then pulled off her pants and panties.
"Lift your hips."
"Nnn..."
"Spread your legs."
I tossed her pants and panties to the floor and spread Nara's legs, draping them over my own thighs.
"You said you were prepared today, right?"
"Yehess..."
Slowly, I touched Nara's pussy just a little, coating my fingers with her arousal fluid, and sought out her clit to rub it.
Slick, slick, slick, slick, slick, slick.
"Hnng! Oppa! Oppa! ♥♥"
Nara's arousal fluid grew wetter by the moment, and the sound of my fingers rubbing against her clit echoed through her room.
The sweet fragrance that had filled Nara's room disappeared, replaced by a lewd scent that began to spread.
"Hnng~♥ Oppa... pleeease..."
At some point, Nara's hands had come back down and were weakly grasping mine, trying to block the hand rubbing her clit.
"Move your hands."
"Yehess..."
Once Nara tremblingly managed to move her hands away, I flattened my palm and pressed firmly against her lower belly.
"Oppa... Nara's gonna diiie..."
The reason Nara was this sensitive was because I wasn't just touching her pussy right now—my other hand was fondling her chest at the same time.
With one hand, I rubbed her stiffly erect nipple, and with the other, I readied myself to slowly ravage her pussy.
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