Go Out With Me

Yuhwa's niece, huh...

Suhyun watched Im Nayeon scramble onto the massage bed. He'd thought she resembled Cheon Yuhwa from the moment they first met. If Yuhwa had been in her twenties, she would have had a body exactly like this.

"Doesn't look like anything's wrong with you. Here for a beauty treatment, then?"

"You do beauty treatments too?"

"Of course. Any particular area you'd like me to focus on?"

My chest!

That was the first thought that popped into Im Nayeon's head. She didn't say it out loud, of course. She was already embarrassed enough wearing see-through underwear. If she asked him to work on her breasts, he'd be groping them the whole time, wouldn't he? And the last thing she wanted was Suhyun looking at her with that kind of gaze.

"Hmm. Not really?"

"Then I'll give you a full-body treatment. Starting now."

"Wha—wait?!"

Nayeon had been about to answer calmly, but her voice shot up instead. His hand had only touched the tip of her foot, and a crackling jolt raced through her. Not the sting of static — something ticklish and bursting, a spark that popped and kept going. It didn't stop at a single flash. Every time Suhyun's fingers made contact, her skin burned as if it had been scalded.

"Nngh..."

She couldn't hold the sound in. He was just kneading her feet — why did it feel this good? A memory of something her friends had said flickered through her mind. That the first time they slept with their boyfriends, being touched felt insanely ticklish and insanely good at the same time. What Nayeon was feeling right now was exactly that.

"Mmph..."

"You don't have to hold those sounds in. If it feels good, they come out naturally. And honestly, it makes the massage easier for me when you let them out."

"Nngh— r-really...? Aaahn♡"

Talented girl. Not quite a Heavenly Martial Physique... but Three Talents Body, at least. In Murim, she'd have been the kind of prospect who became a master.

The Samjae-jiche was a physique that housed Heaven, Earth, and Man from birth. Heaven was the insight to comprehend martial arts. Earth was physical talent. Man referred to the dantian — how keenly one could sense and accumulate qi. By Suhyun's assessment, Im Nayeon possessed exactly that. A prodigy who could learn martial arts far faster than ordinary people. And because of that, she was absorbing his Bicheon-gong more sensitively than anyone else. Her body was simply that attuned to qi.

"Hnn♡ Th-this isn't right...♡ Ah♡ It feels too... nngh♡ Ahn♡"

She'd barely started the massage and she was already pouring out feverish moans. The Bicheon-gong was spreading through her faster than it did with anyone else.

"Haaaahn♡ Nngh♡ D-don't lookkk♡"

Suhyun's hands climbed past her thighs and folded the gown up. Nayeon shot her hands down, desperately trying to cover one particular part of herself. A clean, unused virgin pussy — and love juices were already seeping from it, slow and glistening.

"I'm not looking. So stop worrying."

"Hnnnnn♡"

And why did his voice have to sound so sweet? Nayeon trembled through an eargasm, a full-body shiver at the sound of him alone.

Th-this is weird... Why is my body doing this♡ Don't tell me it's an aphrodisiac...? Nngh♡

It wasn't. Nayeon hadn't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠put a single thing in her mouth since walking into L Massage Clinic. Which meant her body was genuinely getting this aroused from Suhyun's hands alone. Did that even make sense? He'd only kneaded her from the feet up to her thighs, and she was this worked up?

Then...

Is this love...? Did I fall for him at first sight?

"Ahn♡"

She couldn't think of any other explanation. Her heart had been pounding from the moment she saw him again. She'd always thought she wasn't the type to fall at first sight — but the truth was, she'd simply never met a man handsome enough to make her.

"Haa♡ Ah♡ W-wait a second♡ Aaahn♡ Hold on! Stop! Nngh..."

"What's wrong? Don't like the massage?"

Nayeon waved her hands frantically, stopping Suhyun's. He tilted his head.

"Haa... What kind of hands are those... No, that's not it. Do you have a girlfriend, by any chance?"

The question came out of nowhere. Suhyun let out a short laugh.

"Nope. No interest in getting one, either."

"Really? You really don't?"

"Yeah. Why would I lie about that? Can I get back to the massage now? My time isn't cheap."

The truth was, Nayeon wanted to talk more than she wanted the massage. For some reason, the moment his hands touched her, she couldn't get a proper sentence out. All that kept spilling from her mouth were those lewd little sounds. They felt good, sure — but it was also mortifying to fall apart like this in front of a man she'd just met.

"Or do you just not like my massage?"

Suhyun spoke again. There was something faintly melancholy in his eyes, a smile that looked almost troubled. That lethal expression made it impossible for Nayeon to say she didn't want to continue.

"That's not it at all. I... I'll keep going."

Nayeon ducked her flushed face back down. Suhyun's massage resumed.

"Hngh♡ Nngh♡"

Suhyun's hands on her thighs. Every time those large, firm palms kneaded her flesh, she shuttled between paradise and reality. Then the gown folded up one more time. The ass beneath her translucent disposable underwear came into view — white, plump, and soft.

Nayeon bit her lip, vaguely aware of the state of her lower body. He'd seen that her pussy was wet. Shame squeezed her chest. But she couldn't bring herself to get up and leave. It was too embarrassing. He won't think I'm some slut, will he? What if he looks at me weird because of this? A storm of thoughts whirled through her head.

"Ah."

Cool lotion splashed across Nayeon's ass. Then a warm voice reached her, as if to refute every anxious thought she'd just had.

"Cute, pretty ass. Doesn't look like you work out much, either. You've just got a naturally gifted body. The kind of body men love."

"Aaaahn♡ Yes♡ Th-thank♡ Ahn♡"

"But you... Ah, come to think of it, we never even introduced ourselves. What's Yuhwa's niece's name?"

"Hnn♡ I-I'm♡ Im Nayeon♡ Aaaah♡"

"Nice to meet you, Nayeon. I'm Kim Suhyun."

"Haa♡ Yesss♡ Aah♡"

Suhyun kneaded her ass. For the first time in her life, she was letting a man touch her there. His hands were more intoxicating than anything she'd imagined. Every squeeze sent an indirect jolt straight to her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pussy. The sensation made her feel like she was going to lose control completely.

"You asked if I had a girlfriend earlier, right? Do you have a boyfriend, Nayeon?"

"I don't! Hnnngh♡ And... don't be so formal. Just call me Nayeon♡ Aaaah♡ I-I'm twenty♡ Aaahn♡"

Suhyun never turned down a request like that.

"Alright, then. Twenty's a good age. And that figure of yours is excellent. Must be because you're Yuhwa's niece — you look a lot like her."

"Haahn♡ Did you massage Auntie like this too? Aah♡"

"Of course. I'm a masseur. And I told you at the start — my skills are so good that my clients feel amazing."

"Nngh♡"

Jealousy flared at the thought that he'd done the same thing with Cheon Yuhwa. Her aunt had a husband. She had a kid. And that kid was only five years younger than Nayeon herself.

"Auntie's married... Ahn♡ Nngh♡ Haa, nngh♡"

"I know. She mentioned she has a kid, didn't she?"

"Aaaahn♡ E-even sooo♡ Hnnngh♡ Aah♡ Why does this feel so♡ Aaaaah♡"

It ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was coming. Nayeon had never been with a man, but she had plenty of experience with her own hands. She knew an orgasm when she felt one approaching.

"That's impossibl—♥ Aah♥"

It really was impossible. When she masturbated, it took at least fifteen minutes of rubbing herself all over. And that was only when she focused exclusively on her sensitive spots. On days when her imagination ran dry, or something broke her concentration, it could take half an hour. But now? Had it even been five minutes? Ten? In the short time it had taken him to massage her from her feet to her ass, she was already at the brink.

This is real love...!

"Ah! Waaaaaah♥ Hyaaaaahn♥♥♥♥"

Nayeon's ass lifted and dropped in small, repeated motions. Pleasure arrived in short, shuddering bursts. A wave of ecstasy surged up from her lower body and slammed into her mind.

Samjae-jiche, after all. She's incredibly fast.

Suhyun wasn't surprised by the rapid climax — he'd known this would happen. If Nayeon had been training in martial arts, she might have been able to resist the inner energy of his Bicheon-gong. With even a modest level of cultivation, she wouldn't have been affected at all. But Nayeon was an ordinary person with nothing but raw talent — she hadn't accumulated a scrap of inner energy. And so the Samjae-jiche, rather than a blessing, had become a poison.

Or a blessing, in this case? She hit climax faster than anyone else, after all.

"Hnnnngh♥ Nnnn..."

"Felt that good, huh."

"Haa... haa..."

"I'm moving to your back now. You still got the stamina for it?"

Nayeon was still panting hard. Suhyun asked the question as he reached to pull the gown off her upper body. That was when Nayeon sat bolt upright and looked him in the eye.

"You said you don't have a girlfriend."

"And?"

A brazen demand. Suhyun smiled gently and drew his Bicheon-gong up a little higher.

"No."

"Why not?! You said you don't have a girlfriend!"

The possibility of being rejected had not crossed Nayeon's mind even once.

"I don't like being tied down. Can you honestly say you wouldn't get jealous if I saw other women, or kept doing massages like this?"

"That's... no. Then Oppa can just quit being a masseur!"

"What...?"

It had been a long time since Suhyun was actually caught off guard. Nayeon had just said something ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that went directly against his will. The Bicheon-gong should have been buried deep in her body by now — how was she resisting? Even as he considered the reason, he drew the technique up further.

"Being a masseur is my job. How am I supposed to just quit? I thought you were an adult, Nayeon, but you're more childish than I expected."

"I'll give you money. I have a lot of it. I even have a building in my name. So quit being a masseur and go out with me."

Huh? Why isn't it working?

He hadn't unleashed the full force of his Bicheon-gong. But he'd poured out enough inner energy to leave most women dazed and pliant. And yet Im Nayeon was perfectly lucid, still pushing her own argument.

Is this the Samjae-jiche at work?

The Samjae-jiche was a body born already possessing Heaven, Earth, and Man. The Man aspect made her exceptionally receptive to qi — but the Heaven aspect also gifted her with extraordinary insight. Which meant that even as the Bicheon-gong encroached on her, her brilliant comprehension was keeping her from losing her own will and thoughts.

Pouring more energy into her here would be pointless.

Unleashing more Bicheon-gong would certainly get her more aroused. But talking her around was a lost cause.

"How much money are we talking? How much could you give me a month?"

Suhyun tried a different approach — conversation.

"Hmm, how much do you make here? I'll give you more. Three million? That's too little, isn't it? Five million won. How's that?"

"That's still way too little. I make about twenty million a month."

"Whaaat?! You're lying!"

"Haha, why would I lie about something like that?"

Nayeon chewed on her lip as she processed the number. She wanted to date Suhyun. The thought that he might dump her hadn't occurred to her even once. The only obstacle was his job. If they started going out, his profession was almost certain to become a problem. He worked at a women-only massage parlor, after all. A job that involved putting his hands on women's bodies every single day — the odds of that causing fights were high. And then their love would be on shaky ground.

The best happy ending was Suhyun quitting as a masseur. But the salary he was pulling in was far more than Nayeon's allowance.

So...

I'll give him the building.