The Rookie Composer is Too Handsome
"Huu...."
My head throbs from the hangover. 'Alright, let's sort out my thoughts.'
Nothing major happened. There was no reason for anything to go wrong in the first place. The sushi was delicious. I've always loved it, so I dug in without discrimination. And they poured drinks too. Oh Minseo offered sake, but I switched to beer—something cool and refreshing sounded better. Chased it with soju on the side. Sashimi made the perfect chaser for my so-maek mix. This place must cater to the moneyed crowd; the flavors were out of this world. The fish danced on my tongue.
And in the midst of it all....
"Oppa! Drink with me!"
With Oh Minseo's permission, Choi Yunji—who'd scored a shot—clung to me, calling my name.
"Me too!"
Oh Jiyeon joined in. She's older than me, but given my composer status and her idol role, we'd settled on polite speech. Anyway, when pretty girls with killer bodies offer drinks, what man says no? I downed two cool so-maek shots—the golden 7:3 ratio.
"Ooooh!"
Oh Minseo looked shocked at my one-shot, then clapped like she'd never seen a guy drink before.
"You can hold your liquor, huh?"
"Not bad, right?"
We ended up side by side, toasting away. And as we drank....
"Oppa, one more with me."
"Sure."
Yunji was clearly into me, drunk and clinging, so I happily went for a love shot. "You gotta do one with your leader too!" Then Kim Nayun latched on. The booze had her fired up—flames in her eyes. Oh Minseo cackled at the sight. Poor Jiyeon, weak drinker that she is, was sprawled on the floor with her shirt up.
"Why do you keep butting in? Let me drink with oppa."
"Back off. You know how close I am with oppa?"
"How close? I have his number too."
"...Ahem."
Yunji and Nayun bickered over who got the deeper love shot with me, nearly spilling our relationship in the process. I glanced at Nayun—her face screamed she was itching to blurt out every motel detail of our pounding, sucking, and biting.
"Come here a sec."
Finally noticing, I leaned toward Nayun and whispered in her ear. We stepped out, waited... then the booze hit hard, and my memory cuts off.
Next thing I know, this.
"Slurp, smack."
She's sucking my dick like a pro after just a few tries. An idol—no, the main vocal—on her knees in the bathroom, devouring a man's cock.
"Mmm, ngh."
Her fingers tease her own pussy while hot breaths tease my shaft. Late learners make the scariest thieves; she's a total vixen. Feels amazing, though....
"Phew—."
I shake off the buzz and grab Nayun's head.
"Smack?"
She looks up, dick in mouth—drunk eyes insanely cute. Adorably lovable. But she can't keep making me paranoid.
"Kim Nayun."
"...?"
"Wanna keep fighting with Yunji?"
"...."
Head drops, dick still in mouth. She knows she fucked up. Hands and lips don't stop, though—scolding be damned, she wants this cock.
"Ahh—. Booze is gone now."
"Sorry...."
Irritation in my voice finally makes her pull off.
I stare at her nape, then reach out.
"Mouth open."
I stroke her soft hair, then yank. Like a rabbit spotting food, she engulfs my dick, tongue swirling.
"Listen while you suck."
"...."
"One more fight, and you're done. I told you before—I'm not dumping you. I'll keep loving you. Acting like this means you don't trust me, right?"
"...."
"I don't like girls like that."
In any other world, I'd go all-in on Kim Nayun alone. What idiot passes up an idol? But this is entertainment management in a gender-flipped world. Clearing it means help from capable women. Dates, kisses, sex—that's how bonds form. This face and body are my biggest weapons; no way I'm wasting them. Bonus: scratches my itch.
"...I was wrong."
"Gonna keep fighting?"
She shakes her head desperately, tears dripping. She loves this body so much, losing it terrifies her. Pretty girl crying softens my heart like a pushover.
"Sigh."
I wipe her tears, pull her into a comforting hug. She buries her face in my shoulder.
"You're a debuting idol now. Our relationship stays secret, got it?"
"...Yes."
Even in this flipped world, who wants a girl idol with a man? Female fans would rage about betrayal. Male fans? Zero interest.
"Kim Nayun."
I caress her soft cheek, smooth back and waist, firm tits, bouncy ass. Then slide into her gaping pussy.
"Haang...!"
She's had me enough to hit my favorite spots right away. Told her during aftercare; she remembers perfectly. Quick learner—means she thinks of me a lot. Definitely lovable.
"I gotta see other women sometimes. You know."
"...Yes."
"I love women. Got fuckbuddies."
"...."
"Get used to it. Then I won't drop you. See? Still pounding you."
"...Yes."
"Hate it?"
"No. Love it.... Oppa’s...."
Our eyes meet as she nods. Teary gaze full of affection, pussy clenching just right.
I wait for her emotions to settle, then twist to thrust deep—
Still clinging, she brushes back her hair.
"Then, oppa...."
"Yeah?"
I look at her voice. She hesitates, then speaks.
"Yunji and Jiyeon unnie."
"...."
"Help me... get them for you...."
"What?"
"You'll love me more?"
"???"
So out of left field, I'm speechless. But Nayun nods, accepting my shock.
"I know lots of girls at the company. All pretty. I'll help you fuck them all. So...."
"...."
"Love me more."
Booze-fueled or not, I heard right.
The shock sobers me instantly. I splash water on my face and return to the room—total mess. Jiyeon unchanged from before I left, Yunji passed out.
"Ah.... You're back?"
Oh Minseo's barely alive, eyes glazed. Poke her, she'll flop and sleep.
These girls. Drinking with a company exec and passing out like this?
"Where's Nayuni....?"
"Uh.... Didn't see her."
I did. Sprawled over the men's room toilet, probably. Made her slutty ass cum-bathed after that offer. What? Help fuck others for more love?
"...Crazy?"
"Where'd she go?"
"Left earlier."
No reason to refuse, so I held her hand—sealed the deal by flooding her pussy and mouth with cum. Wanted to....
Hearing her thoughts, I wanted to fuck Oh Minseo too. But after unloading on Nayun, tonight's a pass. IP Shop later for stamina skills will fix that.
Chiming agreement to drunk Minseo's ramblings, Nayun returns, sober.
"Nayun's back, so let's wrap up."
Yunji and Jiyeon on her to handle.
"Ah......"
Nayun eyes me sadly, but no choice—she's the only sober one. Can't dump on exec Minseo, no manager either.
"...Gotta hire a manager soon."
I shake my head at Shine Candy piling into the taxi with pleading eyes. Minseo's trying to sober up, legs splayed. She'll topple moving; I grab her arm.
"Called a cab. Sit here."
Steady her to the bench, sit beside— she leans in.
"Jimin...."
"Yeah?"
"Unnie's lonely...."
Memories I haven't lived flood in. Sexual harassment here, but feels like a gold digger's whine for hot younger guy. No overt sexting, no groping.
'Suck.'
Post-Nayun bathroom fuck? Dick twitches. And... just reach out, she's mine. Perfectly plated meal—pick up the spoon.
'Fuck it.'
Any other girl, I'd bail home. But Oh Minseo? BOZ exec. Huge future help.
That's the deal.
"Lonely?"
"Uuuung......"
Acknowledging, I caress. Lips brush earlobe, grope tits. Kiss cheek, tongue her booze-breath lips. She jolts each time—drunk dream?
"Tickles."
"Ahng.... Tits feel tight."
"Huuu......"
Cab comes; support wobbly Minseo to her place. Inside easy.
Then?
"Phew."
Drop booze-crash Minseo on bed, strip her.
"Whew, killer body."
Solo singer, powerful dancer specialty? Rivals top milf Jeong Hye-ryeong from my building. Flawless upkeep.
Naked Minseo....
"Thirties in their prime are no joke, they say."
"Hnguk!"
Mount prone her, thrust in. Tough at first flat on belly; pillow under hips, slides right. Pound doggy till....
"Ah, aaah...."
Earthquake eyes—confused Oh Minseo stares back.