Common Sense Alteration Date 2
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
The lewd sound of flesh rubbing against flesh. No ordinary café would ever echo with something like this.
Thud, thud, thud...
No one in their right mind would even dream of jerking off someone under a café table.
"Oh..."
Under the table, between Jung Taeyang's legs. Kneeling there, I held a cup in one hand while diligently stroking him off with the other. Taeyang snuck peeks down at me now and then, letting out pathetic groans. I didn't like how obvious he was being, but if I wanted his semen, there was no helping it.
"When are you gonna cum...?"
Gripping that massive thing with my tiny hand and shaking it wasn't easy at all. Even if I wanted to use both hands, I always had to hold the cup with one. At least the memories from my guy days kept my technique from being too awkward—that was a small mercy.
"Whoa, why are you so good at this? You done it for other guys before?"
"Like I'd have?"
Well, yeah, but that was me doing it to myself, so it doesn't count.
Still, how long was this gonna take? The tip was already glistening with precum, but there wasn't even a hint of him finishing. My arm was going numb—felt like it might fall off any second. Naturally, my grip started loosening.
"You're getting weaker."
"This is really tiring..."
"Then use your mouth."
"..."
No idea why, but he loved getting sucked off. Even the first time I went under the table, he'd begged for it. But hearing that just made me want to refuse. This wasn't sex—it was just a healthy way to drink semen. Using my mouth would make it feel all dirty and perverted. My pride wouldn't allow it. So I'd stuck to hands only, but it had already been over five minutes.
...Weird. Am I really that bad?
"Haa..."
Even as a guy, I'd been better with my mouth than my hands. The self-loathing hit hard. How the hell had I ended up like this?
"...Mwah♡"
That didn't mean I'd blow him, though. My mouth was just for a little help. Hands were the main event.
"Mwah♡ Mwah♡ Mwah♡"
Not even putting it in—just holding the base steady while peppering the tip with kisses. That had to count as using my mouth, right?
"Ngh?! H-Hey! Wait a sec...!"
Whatever it was, it worked. Taeyang's reactions changed completely. He'd been holding back with just some moans before, but now he was panicking, totally thrown off. His dick twitched like it was gearing up to blow. I pulled my lips away from the kiss barrage and shoved the disposable coffee cup right in front of it.
Splurt, splurt...
A powerful shot, like you could almost hear it. Hot semen poured into the cup that already had some cooled-off remnants. I shook him hard to milk out every last drop, and before I knew it, the cup was half full. Even accounting for the small size, wasn't this a ton?
I climbed back onto my seat at the table, thinking that. Taeyang panted raggedly, still flustered. Watching him, I stirred the cup with the straw and snapped the lid on.
Mm. Not bad.
"Whoa, so even like that, you still get satisfied... Guess it just needs to be semen, huh."
"What?"
"Don't worry about it."
Uh, okay. Felt kinda dismissed, which pissed me off a bit. But he said not to worry, so I didn't need to, right? I shoved the thought out of my head and took a sip through the straw.
"Mm..."
Sticky and thick—not so much drunk as chewed. Hard to believe this came out of a straw. I swished the semen around in my mouth, chewing it to savor the taste.
Bzzz...
"Eek!"
Suddenly, the rotor's vibrations kicked in. Panicking, I spotted the switch in Taeyang's hand. They say don't touch a dog while it's eating, but...
I shot him a glare full of resentment, and he started making excuses.
"No, hear me out—this is actually good for you, okay? Every time you drink semen, it stimulates your erogenous zones. What do you think'll happen?"
"They'll get trained?"
"Exactly! So eventually, just drinking semen will make you feel good. Why're you looking at me like that?"
Oh... yeah?
If my zones got stimulated every time I drank semen, then yeah, I'd end up feeling good just from that. Sounded legit. Semen was a girl's favorite drink anyway, and getting pleasure from it... no reason to hate that.
"Y-Yeah, you're right. Sorry..."
Realizing it, I apologized to Taeyang right away. He was a total bastard when using that hypnosis app, but he had his moments of looking out for people. Sure, it was probably just to make hypnotizing me easier later...
"Hah, no. Forget it. I'm the asshole here. Let's not."
Click. The rotor stopped. Taeyang looked disappointed as he pocketed the switch. I stared at him in confusion, but he seemed set on it.
"Huh? No, I said sorry..."
"Whatever. I didn't prep that rotor just to get treated like this. Take it off and give it back quick. I was gonna turn you into a pathetic premature pussy that squirts just from sniffing semen scent..."
He spat it out without even looking at me, his voice sharp. Somehow, it made me shrink back. Yeah, I'd messed up this time... I had to apologize properly...
"S-Sorry, Taeyang. That's not it, please forgive me just this once..."
No response to my desperate pleading. And for some reason, my anxiety ballooned, making my apologies more frantic.
"W-Wanna touch my tits?"
"Nah."
"Sh-Should I suck you off?"
"...No."
"Then my virgin pussy at least..."
"Hey, Lee Sebin. You think this is a joke? You're the one begging forgiveness here, and you're offering your virgin pussy? Hah, for real... Isn't that what you want? When begging forgiveness, who offers something they— Whatever. Drop it. Sigh..."
Taeyang was pissed. We'd only known each other a few days, but his anger was scarily intense. My inner panic spiked wildly.
"T-T-Taeyang..."
My voice shook. I had no clue why I was like this—my emotions just exploded out of nowhere. Was it because I was a girl now? Girls get ruled by their feelings more, right? No, that wasn't the point. I had to cheer Taeyang up. That thought filled my head completely.
"S-Sorry. I, I really... Ugh... I'll do anything! Just..."
"Anything for real?"
"Y-Yeah! Tell me, I'll do it all..."
"Then strip. Right here."
"...Huh?"
"Can't?"
"N-No, I can."
I obeyed Taeyang's command instantly, stripping down. All that covered me now were the three rotors on my nipples and clit. But that hardly counted as covered—might as well be naked. Actually, naked might've been less embarrassing.
"D-Done..."
It was a secluded booth, but still a café. People wandered by constantly; anyone paying attention could see right away. And I'd just gone full nude here. Way different from the park before. At least then, it wasn't my choice, and there weren't people right next door chatting away. Plus, the bright lights here. Terrifying? Hell yeah. But the fear of Taeyang hating me dwarfed it.
...Why?
"Alright, then."
The thought didn't last. Taeyang spoke up. I perked my ears, desperate not to miss a word.
But his next line made me double-take.
"Let's head to the middle of the café? In that getup."
"...Huh?"
The dead center. Where the staff could see, every customer inside, even people outside through the glass.
Go there like this?
"What, can't?"
"N-No, I can..."
It felt impossible for a second, but hearing his voice was like a spell—doubts vanished. I was the one in the wrong...
"..."
Just glancing sideways made me shiver. The partition behind me. Step over, and I'd be busted.
"H-Hnn..."
Trembling, I toed the line. I sneaked a peek at Taeyang's face, hoping, but he stared back blankly.
"U-Ugh..."
I leaned out, just my face peeking. And met eyes with a crowd of people.
"T-T-Taeyang..."
"What."
"N-No, I, I'll do it now..."
No. Snap out of it. Taeyang's mood mattered more than my shame. If I couldn't follow even this order...
I swung one leg over by the partition. One leg, but it probably flashed my ass cheek too. For a body like mine, definitely. I was showing my ass to a room full of strangers.
"H-Here goes..."
No backing out now. Steel myself. One step forward...
"Lee Sebin."
"Huh?"
"Kidding. Sit."
Taeyang grinned.
"A-Ah."
I plopped back down with a dumb noise, still shaking, face redder than a tomato. But one word from him melted all my worries. What was this feeling? Relief. Yeah, pure relief. He'd calmed down. That alone flooded me with massive relief.
As I stared at him, trembling...
"Put this on. Better hurry."
He gestured to the clothes beside me.
"O-Okay..."
I dawdled picking them up. What good were clothes anyway? I'd just been naked and exposed. No big deal. I started dressing slowly.
Taeyang watched, smiling. That smile put me at ease somehow.
Why?
"You sure it's okay taking it that slow?"
"Huh?"
As I hooked on my bra, he nodded toward the back. Back? Partition's there. But it was Taeyang, so I obeyed. I peeked over.
By the café entrance. Two guys sitting there.
...They stood up.