No One Could Have Predicted Riyeon (5)
"Shut up. Move and I'll fuck you?"
What? What did she just say?
Had I misheard her?
But no — that couldn't be, because my body was being thoroughly and desperately fondled by Riyeon.
"No way... This is... How is a human body even capable of feeling like this...? Soft, but not soft. Like it's about to spill out of my hands, but it doesn't... This is just... just...! It's like it was born to be touched by my hands!"
"What the hell are you talking about?! That's mine! Why are you talking about it like it's yours?!"
"I told you to stay still. I'm concentrating right now."
Normally, when someone got caught, wouldn't they freak out, deny everything, and beg for forgiveness?!
But Riyeon just kept kneading away, licking her lips, looking utterly ecstatic.
"Wow, seriously... Wow... Why does this make my chest feel so full?"
Her breathing was completely shot. Every time she opened her mouth, saliva stretched out in a dangerous thread before she sucked it back in with a sharp inhale, closing her eyes over and over to savor the sensation.
I was so flabbergasted I couldn't even form a proper rebuttal, just stammering, when Riyeon suddenly snapped her eyes open and shouted.
"Guys are so unfair! You've been hogging this amazing texture all to yourselves!"
"Who the hell goes around fondling their own balls?!"
"Don't lie to me! When it feels this good! When it feels this good!!"
She said that as she squeezed hard — but I was the one who felt it!
"Think about it rationally. If this were a woman, it'd be her breasts. Do you just grab your own chest whenever you feel like it?!"
"Uh... well..."
Riyeon couldn't answer properly. Even as she hesitated, she kept kneading mine, then her eyes flashed open as if she'd made up her mind.
"I do it every day after work once I've finished everything else! I masturbate, so yeah, I touch them every day!"
"Don't just spill every single detail like that!"
Something about it was exciting and intriguing, but my fantasies were shattering into pieces.
"You touch yourself when you jerk off too, right, Oppa?"
"What guy jerks off by fondling his own balls? You've got to stroke the main shaft above for the pleasure!"
"Don't lie! I hate it when you lie, Oppa. Even if it's embarrassing, let's be honest with each other."
"What part of that was a lie?"
She must have thought I was just trying to weasel out of it. Riyeon fixed me with the same fierce glare she used in the office and snapped at me.
"In porn, when they suck on the balls and the sack, guys go crazy for it! What are you talking about?!"
"Hey, that's...!"
I shot back on reflex, but I had nothing to say. Technically my argument was sound, but I couldn't press it. Because I had zero data on what Riyeon was talking about.
If someone did that to me the way she described from porn, yeah, it would probably feel good. But I'd never had a woman suck me like that before. How was I supposed to say whether it felt good or not when I'd never experienced it?
"See! Look at you, speechless!"
"Let's drop this topic."
"Why? Why? Because you're at a disadvantage, so you want to stop? I never took you for a coward, Oppa."
"That's not it."
"Then what is it? Stop acting all serious and just talk to me."
"...I've never done it."
"...Huh?"
"I've never done it, so I don't know what it's like...!"
The atmosphere turned solemn. Even so, Riyeon didn't stop her fondling. She glanced at my face and said,
"Oppa."
"...What."
"Since things have come to this, want me to suck it for you?"
I looked at her like she'd lost her mind, and she was blushing with embarrassment herself. That didn't stop her from continuing to stroke my crotch, though.
"If what you said is true, then this would be the first time a woman ever touched you, right?"
"...Yeah."
"Then I might be... really happy about that..."
Huh?
"You know this already, but I told you everything about this is my first time, right? Remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, I remember."
"I figured you must have had some experience."
"Not at all."
"So I was nervous that I'd just look inexperienced next to you."
"Being a virgin means being inexperienced. If you're smooth with touching and all that, how are you still a virgin?"
"If you just never dated but did everything else, you could still be experienced, right?"
"...?"
The unexpected counter left me speechless. Riyeon hurriedly added,
"Not that I'm saying I did that! I'm pure! I can prove it. Want to see for yourself?"
"No no no no no! Anyway, we're both first-timers so of course we're inexperienced. That's not weird."
"I only said that because I was scared of messing up and looking pathetic, so you don't have to feel bad about it at all. Really."
"I know."
Just looking at her, I knew. This was absolutely not the behavior of a woman used to physical intimacy.
Truth was, I'd been awake for a while now. Riyeon had been clinging to my arm doing something, so I just kept my eyes closed and stayed still — and it turned out she was boldly masturbating. It only got more ridiculous from there.
I'd had a tiny bit of suspicion when such a beautiful woman took an interest in me and said she liked me in such a short time, but that little act just now proved she was serious. The sincerity toward me was nice, but the way I found out made me sigh.
Then she'd started fidgeting on her own again before suddenly shoving her hand down my pants, swallowing hard like some perverted Japanese old man.
"So, Oppa, do you want me to suck it or not? I'm fine either way."
"It's fine. You don't have to. But you should stop touching me here too."
"...Are you mad?"
"Not really."
"When you talk so calmly like that, it scares me. In a situation like this, aren't we supposed to play around and get dirty with each other?"
"You're not wrong, but it feels like we're just going full throttle without knowing the first thing about any of this."
"What do you mean?"
"Riyeon, you like pure love, right?"
"I do."
"You want a pure love that can actually work in real life, right?"
"Pure love only. No exceptions."
She'd chosen an incredibly hard path. From our conversations over the past few days, I'd learned Riyeon was a genuine unicorn. She only pursued classic pure love: two pure souls meeting, looking only at each other, connecting, and loving no one but each other until death.
In a novel you could force the setting to make it work, but reality was different. Even if you dated someone you liked, if things didn't fit or someone messed up along the way, you broke up and started over with someone new. You had to keep going through that cycle until the person you wanted to marry appeared. Experience made you look at people with more mature standards, and experience let you accept someone's flaws.
Like Riyeon just said, "first time" included that pure white innocence, but it also meant being clumsy at everything. And clumsiness easily led to frequent fights and conflicts.
"If that's what you want, then instead of causing impulsive accidents like this, how about we get to know each other first and only do it once we're sure?"
"……."
Riyeon's lips jutted out in a pout. Maybe her pride was hurt because I'd rejected her offer to suck me off herself. Eventually, Riyeon pulled her hand out of my pants.
"I understand what you're saying, Oppa. I really am good at reading people and I wanted to make a strong impression, but I need to prove myself too. And thinking about it again — if this is really both of our firsts, then I want the first time we actually do it to be... I don't know, in a more romantic mood."
"Riyeon."
"Whaaat?"
"Where do you get the confidence to assume we're going to go all the way?"
"Oppa."
Riyeon stared at me intently.
"I'm a real-life pure-love type. A genuine unicorn."
"I acknowledge that."
"I get that you still don't trust my judgment, but once I say I like someone, I go all the way."
"N-no, you said we should get to know each other more before dating. But here you are already planning to suck and lick in the talking stage..."
"Whether it's talking or whatever, in the end you'll be by my side, and I'll be by yours. That's just how it is. It doesn't matter what stage we have sex at. The conclusion is already set. We just need to enjoy the process."
Sometimes Riyeon's drive scared me. Her drive was so strong that she even acted in ways that contradicted what she herself had said, which worried me.
"Then that conflicts with the premise of getting to know each other properly before dating..."
"That's just a matter of verification. I'm already so into you I feel like I'm going crazy."
"Riyeon..."
"It's not just me — you need a development you can accept too before you'll take me, so I'm adjusting to that."
"Riyeon."
"Got it? My pure love starts from now..."
"Riyeon, why do you keep burying your nose in the hand that was just in my crotch and sniffing it?"
"……."
I thought I must be seeing things. She was doing it so brazenly — huff, huff, right against her nose — that I started questioning if I was the weird one.
At my call-out, Riyeon half-froze, then suddenly bellowed,
"What am I supposed to do when I'm turned on?!"
"You little—! I get that you've got a strong sex drive and you're full of energy, but this is too much!"
"What's too much?! I like your scent, Oppa! I like it so much I could drown in it!"
"I'm happy about that, but there's zero mood here! Mood zero! It's way too primal!"
"Why is a guy looking for mood? If you're horny, you fuck and you cum. That's it."
"You just said you wanted our first time to have proper mood!"
"Then what am I supposed to do?! I was going at it with your arm earlier and couldn't finish, so I'm sexually frustrated!"
"W-what...!"
"Either lend me your arm again! Or touch me yourself! Right now it's like you rejected both! You said it was too fast!"
"You're not wrong, but..."
"Hah!"
Finally Riyeon dug through her bag, pulled two 50,000-won bills from her wallet, and held them out to me.
"Oppa, go out for just one hour. Hit a PC bang or whatever, I don't care."
"Huh?"
"Clear out. I need to masturbate! I stopped halfway so my head's spinning."
She grabbed my arm and hauled me to my feet. As she shoved me toward the front door, Riyeon asked,
"What's the Wi-Fi password?"
"Are you seriously going to do it?"
"I don't mind doing it in front of you, Oppa."
"I'll go out."
"Wi-Fi password."
"I'll send it on KakaoTalk."
"Okay, got it."
Riyeon quickly unlocked her phone. She was opening a VPN bypass app. The app's name was Unicorn.
That was so her. Really.
"Buy me some panties on your way back, Oppa! Mine are all soaked and it's gross."
"...Fine, you little shit."
This was weird. We were officially just talking, so why did it feel like we'd been living together for ten years?