Chapter 37

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 37

Chapter Title: First Shoot with Ayoung (3)

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Ayoung had fallen asleep in my arms, breathing softly.

I desperately wanted to wash up since she'd squirted so much all over me.

-Don't say it's over just because you made her squirt—hold her.

-Yeah.

-I meant with the other girls, not me.

-...Got it.

I was doing just that, remembering what Sujin had told me after we'd finished.

How much time passed?

Ayoung's long eyelids fluttered.

She blinked a few times, then seemed to come to her senses and looked up at me from my embrace.

"You awake?"

"...Yeah."

Ayoung flashed me a cute, coquettish smile with half-lidded eyes before closing them again.

Whoa, damn. She really feels like a girlfriend like this.

It even felt like she was rubbing up against me a little.

Then,

Suddenly, Ayoung's eyes snapped wide open.

She jolted in surprise, shoved my arm away, and sat up.

It was like she'd woken from a nightmare.

She quickly scanned the room, then glared at me like she wanted to claw my face off.

"Fuck. What the hell."

"...Huh?"

"You crazy? Am I your girlfriend? Why are you hugging me? You trying to die?"

"..."

"Fuck. Seriously. Ugh, annoying."

Ayoung hopped off the bed and stormed into the bathroom.

Click.

The door shut, and moments later.

Shhhhh—

The sound of the shower started up.

I awkwardly got up, threw on some clothes, and cleaned the bed and room.

I shouldn't have listened to Kim Sujin.

Once I finished cleaning, I wiped down the waterproof bedsheet, rolled it up, and took it to the laundromat in the next building.

About an hour later.

When I got back with the laundry done, Ayoung had already taken the camera and gone back to her room.

[Room 303]

Lee Ayoung lay on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Her mouth hung open.

Like a corpse, she lay there in a daze until suddenly she squeezed her eyes shut and started kicking the air wildly.

"Kyahhh."

She covered her face with both hands and prostrated herself, as if apologizing to someone.

Probably to herself.

"Ahh. Lee Ayoung, you idiot."

The more she replayed the day's events, the more every scene felt like a black mark on her history—she was going insane.

She'd planned to park the car coolly on the road and tell Kim Minwoo, "Hey, get in," giving him a stylish ride.

But when she spotted him at the crosswalk, she zoned out, slammed on the brakes right in front, and called out to him.

She hadn't been in her right mind from the start.

I wanted to show Kim Minwoo how fun dating a girl could be.

The first button had been all wrong.

Somehow, she dragged him to the department store for shopping and planned a cozy dinner for two.

But while parking in the lot and chatting,

Kim Minwoo seemed totally satisfied with just banging Sujin and Yujeong—he showed zero anticipation for doing it with her.

She snapped.

He knew it was her day, but he didn't show even a hint of excitement or tension. It pissed her off.

Why had she liked this guy for six years?

Why did she still like him now?

Everything made her mad, so she climbed on top of him and showered him with kisses.

The thing she liked most.

And my first shoot had to be the last one. Fucking infuriating.

Unlike her plans, she'd thrown a tantrum at Kim Minwoo.

Even now.

She'd wanted to show off her pro fashion sense, like a CEO running a shopping mall, during the shopping.

But the jerk acted completely uninterested, so she got pissed and went way overboard with unplanned shopping.

At least I can dominate him in bed.

That had been a huge miscalculation.

Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the mouth.

Kim Minwoo's cock—that thick, solid thing filling her pussy—had driven her out of her mind.

Halfway through, she'd literally lost it.

Die, you bitch. Why are you alive? Why?

Ayoung smacked her own head.

She'd bragged that she'd always be on top.

-I'm always on top. Got it?

-What?

-Fuck. Haah. Haa. Haa. Like this. Haa. I'm always on top. Understand? Ngh!

Less than ten minutes later, pinned under him, she'd taken a creampie while—

-Don't cum inside. Haa. Haa.

-Didn't you take birth control?

-Haa. Haa. Just kidnap me. Haah. Haah.

-Ah, it feels so good I'm gonna get pregnant?

-Haa. Haa.

-But if it feels good, that's fine, right? So I'll cum inside?

She'd nodded that it felt good.

Not content with that, she'd even begged for a kiss.

What do I do...

How was she supposed to face Kim Minwoo now?

Ayoung glanced at the camera on her desk.

All the scenes of her begging for a creampie and kisses were probably recorded.

Fuck.

She jumped off the bed, connected the camera to her PC.

She transferred the footage and deleted it from the camera.

If I edit this and upload to OnlyFans...

Even with AI filters, the girls would see it for sure.

And above all, Kim Minwoo would see it.

Should she upload it?

It's so embarrassing.

...Maybe just use up to the part where ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I'm still sane?

Let's watch it first.

Ayoung played the footage.

Pressing record, staring at sleeping Kim Minwoo with a super cute, smitten face.

Ughhh. Fuck.

She fast-forwarded quickly.

Grinning as she pulled down his panties, lying naked beside sleeping Minwoo, giggling while grabbing and shaking his cock.

Ughhh. You crazy bitch.

Then the scene where she makes him give a blowjob.

Angry cock standing tall as Minwoo obediently goes down on her.

She swallowed hard without realizing.

Her hand slipped under her slip nightie, rubbing her clit.

Then Ayoung realized something.

...I want to do it again.

She craved being fucked senseless by Minwoo's cock.

She should've savored it more.

She'd been pent up since the department store kiss, so she went wild and lost herself to the taste of his dick.

No way... do the others feel like this too?

Am I the only one this desperate?

Ayoung kept skipping through while thinking that.

Near the end, he'd gotten permission for the creampie from her crazed self,

-Kiss me?

-Haa. Haa.

-Say please.

-P-please.

The Minwoo in the video even looked sexy making her beg for a kiss.

Haa. Haa. Fuck. Cocky bastard.

Ayoung frantically rubbed her soaked clit under the nightie.

She knew this wouldn't give her the pleasure she craved.

Then,

Ding.

Her phone on the desk buzzed.

Who the fuck now.

Ayoung paused the video and checked her phone.

Ayoung changed out of her victory nightie into regular underwear and pajamas, then left her room.

When Ayoung entered Room 301, Kim Sujin and Choi Yujeong were already sipping wine.

The two grinned as soon as she walked in.

"Heeey~ Lee Ayoung. You look great. Come here."

Yujeong pulled out a chair at the table.

Sujin poured wine into an empty glass.

"Thought you wouldn't do it."

Ayoung sat, lifting the glass to her nose.

"Mmm. Not bad."

Sujin smirked.

"This is just some cheap 30,000-won wine."

"Th-that's why. Pretty good for the price. Heh."

Ayoung set her glass down.

Sujin took a sip and spoke.

"Now that you've both done it, how was it? Think you can keep going?"

Yujeong shrugged.

"What, you just do it, right? Nothing special."

"R-right? Just make Kim Minwoo cum quick and you're good. Seems doable?"

Ayoung crossed her legs, acting casual.

Sujin massaged her neck and shoulders.

"Yeah? Mmm... I see."

Ayoung grinned.

"What? You've been at it a few weeks longer, Sujin. Having trouble?"

Yujeong glanced ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at Sujin.

Sujin, true to form, was bluntly honest.

"I love doing it with Minwoo. Like, I think about it during class or work. Not like that for you guys...?"

Her shameless honesty was why she was the unspoken leader of the three.

Yujeong and Ayoung exchanged silent looks.

Ayoung sipped her wine and muttered.

"...Hmmm. That much?"

And Yujeong mostly followed Sujin's lead.

"Honestly... Minwoo's dick... is pretty good. Never been with anyone else, but his feels different for sure."

When he'd teased her doggy-style, making her say "Please put it in, Master."

Yujeong had wanted to kick him, but more than that, she'd desperately wanted him inside.

Fuck. But not next time.

The tough-acting Ayoung wavered a bit at Yujeong's confession.

Sujin looked at Ayoung in surprise.

"Not that good for you, Ayoung?"

"Be honest. It's just us."

Yujeong chimed in.

Sujin had already seen Minwoo at the laundromat, so she couldn't deny squirting enough to soak the sheets.

But having said "that much?" once, her pride wouldn't let her go "Actually, it was amazing for me too. Hehe."

Ayoung rested her chin, feigning boredom.

"Minwoo's... feels good when you're doing it. Makes you cum non-stop. But honestly, no love between us, just cumming and done. Tsk... whatever."

Sujin nodded.

"Ah... I see. Makes sense, you're more the girly type than us. We just— kek."

She giggled with Yujeong as their eyes met.

Yujeong leaned back in her chair boldly.

"Ahh~ I wanna have sex~"

Sujin burst out laughing beside her, while Ayoung managed an awkward smile.

Sujin topped off her glass with a smile.

"Anyway, you're both keeping it up, right?"

Ayoung glanced at Yujeong, who declared confidently.

"I need the money."

Sujin turned to her.

"And you, Ayoung?"

Ayoung shrugged.

"Eh. I'll try a bit more. If it goes well, yeah, I'll keep at it."

Confirming their responses, Sujin smirked.

"Curious how your first videos will do?"

"..."

"..."

Sujin sipped her wine.

"So, no merging into one channel? Each separate?"

Yujeong scratched her neck.

"But... if we all do one channel together... wouldn't that be... weird?"

"Yeah. Weird."

Ayoung agreed.

Sujin nodded.

"Yeah, weird. But it pisses me off that Minwoo takes 5:5 from my channel and 5:5 each from yours."

"Huh? Oh yeah."

Yujeong looked at Ayoung like she'd just realized.

Ayoung gave a wry smile.

"Eh? Didn't know? Thought you knew."

Yujeong shook her head.

"No way. This ain't right. Why does Minwoo get so much? Ayoung, you cool with this?"

"For now, since he's covering rent, it seems fine? We can adjust splits later when profits grow."

Sujin crossed her arms and nodded.

"Mmm. True... Yeah, that works."

"Worrying over nothing."

Ayoung chuckled and drank her wine.

Protecting her future husband's profit share filled her with quiet pride.

Fuck. This is what wifely support is.

It was always like this.

Lee Ayoung.

The dark knight protecting Kim Minwoo from devilish bitches like Kim Sujin and Choi Yujeong.

Though today's date and shoot hadn't gone as planned.

Kim Minwoo would eventually realize who loved him most—not with her body, but her heart.

Ayoung thought.