Any Handsome Actors Good with Masks?

"Any handsome guys who can act and pull off a mask? Anywhere?"

"-_-!"

Lee Seoyeon tenses up at my sudden move, her eyes widening in clear panic. But as my hand wraps around her waist, her attitude starts to shift bit by bit. Her hesitant hand slowly circles my neck, her eyes fluttering shut as she begins matching my rhythm.

"Mmm... ah."

She lets out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠short breaths laced with awkward excitement, growing bolder in accepting me. After that brief, intense moment passes, she looks up at me and says,

"You're the first guy this aggressive..."

"Weird, right? I figured I wasn't that unappealing for guys to just leave me alone."

She shrugs with a relaxed laugh at my joke.

"The guys I liked all had sky-high standards."

"And the ones who didn't?"

"Even with so few men around, I wasn't into those types either."

Lee Seoyeon flashes a playful smile. That subtle lingering affection pulls me back in, and I cover her lips again.

"Hmmm..."

This time, she tangles her tongue with mine first. I take her in slowly, hands exploring her body. When my palm brushes her ass, she meets my gaze with a sly smile.

"...Oh."

Something ticklish draws my eyes down—her slender fingers are teasing the waistband of my pants.

"First woman this forward for me."

"Come on, that sounds like a total lie."

"It's true."

Why's she cracking up at my answer? They say if you're handsome enough, anything you say makes women laugh—and damn if it isn't true. Lee Seoyeon chuckles, her fingers tracing my chest as she asks,

"You've got a lot of women, don't you?"

"What do you think?"

"Hmm... Casual flings, maybe twenty? Serious ones around five? Some sugar babies too, probably..."

Is she serious? I stare at her in disbelief, and she looks up, tilting her head.

"No? Did I lowball it?"

"Opposite, actually. Serious girlfriends? Two. Partners, three."

"...You impotent or something?"

"..."

Damn, she doesn't hold back. Not sure about her innocent image, but is that coming from an actress's mouth? Calling me impotent for only having five women total? I shoot her a glare, but she just smirks back.

"If I had your face, I'd have three or four chaebol heirs as sugar daddies. No temptations like that?"

"Only chaebol heir I know is our company president."

"Ah... Cha Serin from BOZ, right? Surprising. Anyway, what now?"

What now? We've kissed—time to push further.

"Wanna move somewhere? Just us?"

If she were tied to KM, I'd think twice, but we're out of the company—no holding back.

* * *

He's really handsome.

Lee Seoyeon steals a glance at the man walking beside her. Is it the alcohol? Her face feels flushed hot. Yeah, a bit. With respected writer Park Sujin there, she'd downed a few to impress. No manager to stop her either. It'd been ages since her body heated up like this, but things took a weird turn—ending up walking alone with Han Jimin, her drama co-star and the only male lead.

Is this really happening?

She'd been in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this industry since child acting, but zero guy experience. Guys she liked ignored her; ones who didn't, she passed on. Sure, she'd tried adult toys out of curiosity—that was it.

Never thought it'd happen so suddenly...

Fear creeps in at the thought of her first time. But with Han Jimin? Seemed okay to give it to him.

Yeah. Will I ever meet a guy this hot again?

His personality clicked too. First meeting was odd, but he was nothing like KM's spoiled princelings. Lost in those thoughts, she realizes they've reached her place.

"Here?"

"Y-yeah..."

I smirk where she can't see, watching ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her fumble in her handbag in panic.

Not much experience, huh.

She'd been aggressive in that alley after drinks, but now that it's real, tension's all over her face. Classic no-experience tell.

Her apartment's small. Door opens to laundry strewn everywhere—clearly solo living. And inside...

"Ah, wait! Don't come in—stay there!"

She startles at the bra on the sofa, scrambling to hide it. Whatever— she'll be showing it soon anyway. But I've been rock-hard the whole walk, so I grab her instead.

"No, don't come—?!"

I pull her close, stripping her outer layers. Coat and blouse off, knee-length skirt drops.

"W-wait...! Why are you so good at... taking these off...! Kyaa!"

Soon she's in just underwear. I scoop her up and head to the bedroom. Booze? Morning with Oh Minseo had me emptying a few loads, but my dick's throbbing like crazy. I lay her on the bed, stripping myself. Her legs part blankly as I watch; I spread them wider, stroking her privates.

"Huh...?"

No hair. I glance up in surprise—slap! Her palm flies across my cheek. No words, just back to stroking.

"Ah... mmm...!"

She bites her finger at my bold touch. No real ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠resistance, but embarrassment has her dodging my eyes.

"Weird."

"...Hngh."

"Where'd that actress go who was groping me first back at the bar?"

"Shut up. Mmm...! Ah... Why are you so good at this...!"

The little pearl between her mound's lips. Teasing her clit, she arches back, body trembling. Her pussy's soaked now, juices coating my fingers. Thumb flicking her clit fast, long index probing inside... wait. A barrier? I focus sensation carefully. Yeah—hymen intact.

Curiosity surges. I open the IP Shop.

I buy the item and use it on Lee Seoyeon right away.

"..."

Sufficiently pure? What the hell's that mean? Standards are insane. I'd glanced at it before and bought as a joke, but this shit's no joke. Wanna meet the psycho who made it. Anyway, by my standards, she's a virgin. Masturbated 21 times? At her age, that's less than once a year.

"Rubbing me all over like that, now why the stare?"

"..."

I'd assumed she'd seen guys given the first meet and venue, but she's pure as hell. As I stay silent, she peeks from under her arm.

"...Did my inexperience show?"

"A little."

Honestly, no clue till the appraisal.

"Knew you had experience with women. Tried hiding it—how'd you tell?"

She sighs, suddenly yanking the blanket over herself, turning her head away.

"Not disappointed? You can go."

What? I blink at her stupidly, and she continues.

"Virgins are a hassle for guys, right? We're not that deep yet."

"...???"

She's misunderstanding—virgins are welcome. Anyway, body'll cool; gotta push before that. No dick experience, so...

At least three orgasms before insertion.

Virgins don't have to hurt first time. Unprepared hurts regardless. But heat her up right, even a virgin feels full pleasure.

"Hngh?! W-wait...! Aren't you leaving?"

"Where to?"

"...Not going? But it's my first time?"

Perfect.

"Great. Han Jimin's name'll burn into your head for good."

"...I'm the clingy type."

"Not clingy, but if my woman's with another guy? Eyes go a bit red."

Dead serious, but she cracks up again. To stop that, I grope her tits, tongue flicking a nipple—same light clit tease as before.

"Eut, mmm...!"

"You've masturbated, right?"

"...A little."

"Hand down."

I guide her hand to her clit, mine over hers, starting slow masturbation. Watching, I tease her breasts.

"Hng...! Ah... eut...!"

Excitement builds; her pace quickens. Each time, I grip tight, holding her still.

"Why...?"

"Slow. Feel it long."

"Ah, aaahh..."

Moans deepen, hips lifting.

"Hngh...! Eut! Aaaah—!"

Nipples hard enough tongue won't flatten them. Minutes more...

"Wait...! Wait! Something's weird...! Ah! Aah! Ah! Ah! Aaaang! C-coming...! Coming!"

Scream and squirt. Blank-faced at the ceiling, then blanket over her face in shame.

But... we're just starting.