Common Sense at the Movie Theater 1
“Movie theater?”
Jung Taeyang and I arrived at the movie theater nearby. Sure, there weren't any other buildings around, but no matter how I looked at it, this felt like a trip to satisfy Jung Taeyang's personal cravings.
“Yeah. We're already here—wanna catch a flick?”
As expected, Jung Taeyang grabbed my hand and headed straight for the ticket booth. He booked two tickets without even telling me the movie title. When I asked, he just smirked and said it was a secret.
“...You're up to something weird again.”
“Nah, it's not like that.”
He says it's not, but he looks exactly like someone plotting something shady. I sat down on the waiting bench, my stomach twisting with unease.
Across the way, a massive screen blared ads.
“Hmm...”
All movies I'd never seen before. The films in this world were clearly different from reality. And the censorship? Way more lax than I'd imagined... Probably because this was an eroge world—ads airing here would've been straight-up banned in real-life Korea. Some were lewd, others brutal. The kind of intensity that would've gotten yanked immediately back home.
Even the school uniform ones... Nah, pretend I didn't see that.
Anyway, as I waited, Jung Taeyang came back with popcorn and cola.
“Caramel?”
“Nah? Onion flavor.”
Onion? Not just clueless—he had zero sense. I grabbed a big handful of popcorn and shoved it into my mouth.
“Mmm...”
Then I snatched the cola he was holding and chugged. There were two, so one had to be mine, right?
But his reaction was weird. A little embarrassed, almost?
“What?”
“That was the one I was drinking from...”
“Oh, yeah?”
I handed his cola right back and started on mine. He still looked flustered.
“...You're not seriously getting all indirect-kiss shy on me, are you?”
“Huh? N-no, I'm not embarrassed!”
What the hell. Why was he acting like such a pure-hearted rom-com lead?
“No? After all the sucking and licking you've done on me so far, this embarrasses you?”
“There's just... something about this, y'know?”
Hah... Does every twisted play with the Hypnosis App, then gets shy over an indirect kiss. You in elementary school or what?
A brilliant idea popped into my head. I snatched his cola, slipped the straw between my lips, and slowly swirled my tongue around it. After a bit, I pulled away—saliva stretching like a thin thread from the straw.
A little dirty, maybe?
“Here, drink up.”
But Taeyang would probably go for it. As I handed it over, his face flushed red, he flinched... then slowly took the straw in his mouth.
Drinking it down nice and easy.
“Good?”
“...”
“Not gonna answer?”
“Good...”
Cute. Right on cue, the movie was starting, so Jung Taeyang and I headed into the theater. Got our tickets scanned, sat where he led us.
Been a while since I'd been to a theater—kinda thrilling. Or maybe it was just Taeyang sitting right next to me.
“So, seriously, what movie is it?”
“You'll see.”
He wouldn't spill till the end. Half anxious, half excited, I waited for the lights to dim.
“These ads, though...”
The pre-movie ads were... blatant. Pretty noonas half-naked, shaking their stuff—hard to watch for some reason. Sure, I like that kind of thing too. But on the theater's huge screen? It stirred up this weird discomfort.
“...”
Not that I'd admit it, but Taeyang losing his mind next to me wasn't helping.
I pinched his hand hard.
“Ow...?”
“What're you staring at?”
“Uh, huh?”
I glared and pinched harder. He winced but took it quietly, like he knew he was in the wrong.
“You gonna keep staring like that, or not?”
“Ah, no. The ads are made to be stared at...”
“So you'll stare?”
“...Won't stare.”
Only then did I let go. Finally got why girls go for pinches over punches—hurts way more than a fluffy swing.
“...But you look at me every day—still wanna see stuff like that?”
A doubt crept in. Bluntly put, my body's better than those noonas. Was he just bored of the daily view?
Kinda depressing.
No, no reason to feel down.
“If you wanna look, I'll show you my body... Just don't look at anything else.”
Anyway, this was to stop him from making more Hypnosis App victims. I was already ruined—one sacrifice to save others? Perfect plan.
...Totally my real intent. For real.
“Uh...”
Taeyang blinked, then dropped his gaze. Down there... it was growing.
“Wh-why's it hard...?”
“No, you got all jealous and cute...!”
“Not jealous...?!”
Of course the movie chose that moment to start—no yelling possible. The studio logo was already up.
“...Ah.”
Suddenly, my body hooked his arm. Couldn't control it—like that time before.
“Ah, forgot to undo this one.”
“W-what?”
“The arm-lock-if-you-lie thing.”
“...”
So... I was jealous? Jealous that he was ogling other girls?
...Evidently.
“I-I'll fix it, so undo this...”
“Huh?”
With that, I slipped my hand into his pants. Dark enough that his massive dick wasn't visible.
“Right here?”
“Why? Weird?”
Common sense: when a guy's hard, the girl who caused it takes care of it, right? Hate to admit it, but he said I was the cause.
I pressed tight against him and gripped his dick. So close, my pussy was getting wet too—but priority was making him feel good.
I gave it light strokes. Movie theater and all, plus he seemed to have exhibitionism—super turned on in public.
“Feels good?”
I whispered in his ear. He shivered a little, murmured back.
“Good...”
Hard to stroke properly pressed so close. Toughest part? My body heating up nonstop. Supposed to focus on his dick, but my lame pussy was drooling everywhere. Chair probably soaked by now.
“Huu...♡”
An excited sigh slipped out. Weird—I was the one giving the handjob.
As I stroked gently, suddenly something sticky hit my hand. Taeyang couldn't hold back—he came.
I quickly cupped both hands to catch every drop, keeping it from spilling elsewhere. Spill's a pain to clean; best received in my handpussy.
Hands together like a bowl, semen pooling.
No tissues handy, so... gotta drink it down?
“Slurp..♡ Haa...♡”
I sipped the semen with my mouthpussy. Chugging it'd make me cum on the spot, so slow sips. Super thick—had to lick and chew bits to swallow.
“Huu...♡ Hn...♡ Slurp...♡ Huu...♡ Slurp...♡”
Way too much. Already horny body guzzling this tasty semen, nose full of the smell—driving me insane.
“Huuu...♡”
Finally slurped it all down, turned to Taeyang. He'd been watching intently. No surprise—his dick was hard again...
“Hard... again...♡”
I reached for his dick once more.