The Private Reception
He had just finished his afternoon appointments and was catching his breath over a cup of coffee in the break room when the team leader rushed in, looking flustered, and pressed a phone into his hand.
"Mr. Baek, it's a call from Ms. Im Jihyun's manager. I have something else I need to take care of right now... I'm sorry, but could you take it for me?"
Baek Donghyuk's heart dropped. Had something gone wrong because she'd caught him masturbating in the VIP Room? A flood of thoughts raced through his mind in that brief instant. With trembling fingers, he managed to hit the answer button.
"Hello, this is Baek Donghyuk."
"Ah, Therapist! Good afternoon — this is Im Jihyun's manager. I'm sorry to bother you when you're busy."
"The reason I'm calling is that Jihyun wrapped her drama shoot today without a hitch. Her condition was so good she went through the whole thing without a single retake, smooth as clockwork. I really think we have you to thank for that, Therapist Baek."
"Not at all. I barely did anything."
"Come now, you're being far too modest. On the days she comes in after a session with you, her condition is especially good — the whole mood on set lightens up. That's why our CEO is very keen to thank you in person. If you're free this evening, would you let us treat you to dinner?"
It was a proposal he hadn't seen coming at all. Not a reprimand or a complaint about that mortifying incident from a few days ago, but a dinner invitation. Donghyuk was caught off guard, and his heart was pounding.
"Oh — yes. I'd... be honored."
"Then I'll text you the place and time shortly. Thank you so much, Therapist!"
Even after he hung up, Donghyuk sat staring at the phone screen for a long moment. The whole situation was unfolding in a way that felt completely unreal.
After work, Baek Donghyuk headed for the address the manager had sent. It was a sky-lounge restaurant in one of the finest hotels downtown. From the moment he stepped through the entrance, the lavish, high-end atmosphere made him quietly straighten his collar.
Shown into a private room, he found the entertainment agency's CEO — a face he'd seen a few times on television — already seated with the manager and Im Jihyun. She was in a dazzling dress again today, expensive necklace and earrings and all.
"Ah, Mr. Baek. Thank you so much for taking the time to join us."
The agency CEO was a tall man in a tailored suit. He rose from his seat, offered a handshake, and smiled broadly. His face had all the hearty ease of a man used to doing business.
"It's an honor to be invited by you personally, sir."
Donghyuk returned the greeting with due courtesy and took the offered hand.
"Haha. Thanks to you, Mr. Baek, Jihyun's condition has been excellent lately. You wouldn't believe the energy she has on set. I credit it all to your treatment."
The CEO gave a light wave, inviting him to sit. The manager beside him nodded along vigorously, echoing every word. Im Jihyun kept stealing glances at Donghyuk out of the corner of her eye, fidgeting with her wine glass.
"You flatter me. Actress Im Jihyun is such a professional that even a little help seems to produce excellent results."
"Well now, you've got a way with words. Jihyun is quite particular about people, but she seemed to take a liking to you from the very start. I hope you'll continue to take good care of her."
In the lull that followed, a waiter came in and uncorked the wine with practiced ease, filling each of their glasses. The mood around the table was warm and easy.
"By the way, Mr. Baek — besides Jihyun, we have quite a few other actors who need bodywork. They're all on punishing schedules, and they're sensitive. Would it be all right if we... asked you to see some of the others as well?"
"I'm grateful you'd even consider me, sir. That said, I'm on staff at the hospital, so it's difficult for me to arrange things privately. If you could go through the hospital's official channels first, and if we can come to a smooth agreement, I'll be more than happy to cooperate."
"I appreciate the positive answer. In that case, we'll sit down with the hospital ourselves."
As the meal went on, the conversation drifted naturally toward the hospital and the entertainment industry. Donghyuk kept his own remarks to a minimum, offering just enough agreement to keep the CEO and the manager talking, matching the mood of the table.
Before long the meal was winding down, and the CEO was the first to rise.
"This has been a truly enjoyable evening, Mr. Baek. Please continue to take good care of our Jihyun."
"I'll do everything I can."
The manager and the CEO were just about to leave the room when Im Jihyun, who had been quietly drinking her wine, tapped her glass against the table and drew every eye.
"Sir, Manager — you two go on ahead. I'll talk a little more with Therapist Baek, and since we're already at the hotel, I thought I'd have him loosen up my muscles a bit. I haven't been sleeping well lately. My whole body's stiff."
The CEO and the manager looked puzzled for a moment, then nodded, as if they were long accustomed to Jihyun's particular brand of condition management.
"This is rather awkward, given that we were the ones who invited you to dinner, Mr. Baek."
"It's no trouble at all."
"We'll make sure the treatment fee is settled. Please take good care of her."
The two men offered a brief bow and left the room, and the atmosphere turned awkward at once. Jihyun seemed to feel it too; without a word, she reached over and refilled his glass. Thanks to that, he ended up draining every drop of the expensive, high-proof wine.
The Imperial Suite occupied the top floor. Guided there by a staff member, Donghyuk found a room in a different league from any ordinary hotel accommodation. Even setting foot inside felt almost intimidating. He hesitated slightly as he stepped through the door.
The wine from dinner had left a faint flush across Im Jihyun's face. They looked into each other's eyes without a word — and then she reached back and drew down the zipper of her own dress. The bra and panties followed, and she climbed onto the bed.
"There's not a spot that doesn't ache. I'd like you to... work out all my muscles. Thoroughly."
It was framed as a request for treatment, but the meaning underneath was unmistakable. Donghyuk nodded and walked toward the bed. He stripped off his dress pants, tossed them to the floor, and straddled her smooth back in nothing but his briefs. Kneeling near her hips, he settled his weight and began pressing firmly into each vertebra along her spine.
"W-wait a second! Mr. Baek Donghyuk. Why are you taking your clothes off?"
"The clothes I wore for formality were getting in the way. They might scratch or feel uncomfortable against your skin, so I'm just in my briefs."
"Then... just take it all off. What's the point of keeping the briefs on..."
He'd offered the excuse to raise the stakes, but Jihyun's response was even more brazen. A belated flush of shame sent her burying her face in the pillow. A brief silence. Still holding his position, Donghyuk lifted his legs just enough to strip the briefs away. The mounting tension seemed to burn the alcohol right out of him.
Her skin is incredibly smooth and soft...
He sent a steady current of Qi down the length of her spine, working it silently into every knotted fiber.
Even as he marveled inwardly, he kept infusing energy along Im Jihyun's back without a word. Each time he stretched his upper body for a broader stroke, his rigidly erect cock slid into the plump, springy cleft of her ass and rubbed against her labia. At that slick, lingering contact, her whole body jolted.
"Nngh...! Ah — something hard keeps... touching me down there..."
Her moaning voice trembled. She surely knew exactly what state his cock was in, and precisely which part of her it was grazing.
"If it's uncomfortable, there's always the option of putting it inside. In fact, a penis can provide far stronger and more effective stimulation than fingers. Medically speaking, certain deep muscles in the body achieve maximum relaxation through direct contact."
"Th-that doesn't even make sense!"
"I merely presented the most efficient treatment method. The choice is yours, as the patient."
Donghyuk went on infusing Qi into her upper body, working out the knotted muscle. Judging by her reactions, there was no need to rush. He let the head of his cock graze her entrance and her clitoris in passing, while his Qi-charged hands kneaded her breasts. She didn't last long — a cry tore out of her as her body convulsed. In that instant, he leaned down and nipped her earlobe.
Im Jihyun's lips trembled. A great quantity of Qi had already accumulated in her, and he was blatantly stimulating the vividly marked crimson point — of course she was coming apart. She had been drinking, too; whatever self-control she had left was gone.
"Th-then... just once... I'll try that treatment..."
Permission finally fell from her lips. As if he had been waiting for those very words, Donghyuk rolled his hips forward and drove his cock into her.
"Aahhh! Ah, it hurts! It's too...!"
"It's all right. You're just a little startled because it's the first time. Once the stimulation properly reaches the cervix, the deep muscles will relax, and you'll feel good before you know it. This is the process of promoting the circulation of Qi and blood throughout the body — try focusing on the new sensation rather than the pain."
Im Jihyun's raw cries and Donghyuk's low voice, cloaked in medical authority, split the silence of the suite.
"Hngh — i-it's too big... it won't go all the way in..."
"During contraction it feels like pain, but during relaxation it transforms into tremendous pleasure. Especially for someone carrying as much tension as you, the initial stimulation can be quite sensitive."
Only half his cock was inside, and yet the tightness was staggering. The overwhelming pleasure left even Donghyuk's breathing badly disrupted. He slipped a hand beneath Im Jihyun — who was sobbing face-down into the bed — and lifted her hips slightly as he gathered his energy and funneled it toward his cock.
He drove the gathered energy into his cock, every thrust carrying the force of it deep into her body.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Perhaps because the pleasure had grown so dense, even as he pounded into her more fiercely, Jihyun's pain-filled screams dropped off sharply. In their place, slick juices dripped from her pussy in thick, glistening strands.