Swallow It All
I was thinking it over again, and yeah—claw machines as a first-date stop were a goddamn terrible idea. Not that going was the problem. Just don't actually win anything. If you're going to play, better to grab at the prize a few times and let it drop. Otherwise you end up like me, lugging a stuffed animal around for hours on end.
This goddamn lion plush was just awkwardly big enough that it wouldn't fit in Seong A-rin's crossbody bag. I had no choice but to carry it, feeling that soft lion's mane the whole way. And it was so cute that it kept drawing glances wherever I went. The adorable thing was an attention whore that simply couldn't exist without being stared at. Pretty humiliating, honestly.
"We'll take a room."
Even at the motel counter, nothing changed. I set the lion down for a second to pull out my wallet, and it immediately hijacked the clerk's attention. A couple of people who'd come here for messy, no-holds-barred sex had just produced a stuffed lion out of nowhere, and she looked genuinely puzzled. A little question mark sat there in her eyes.
What's the lion for, you ask? He's the audience. He's here to watch us fuck.
I turned the problem over in my head. What the hell am I supposed to do with this thing? I didn't even want to take it home. Just a pain in the ass, start to finish.
I was still chewing on that when A-rin spoke up beside me.
"Um, I can just... pay..."
She looked uneasy. Her eyes kept darting around. In this world, the woman was usually the one who paid—and here I was, the guy, pulling out my wallet, so of course she felt bad about it. That was probably why she'd sent me the motel money over chat last time.
But today, I was the one who ought to pay.
"It's fine. You covered it last time. You planned the whole date, too. So this round's on me."
Luckily, I actually had money. Over the past two weeks I'd taken two or three commissions, and the Geumtaeyang comic alone had pulled in over two hundred bucks. Two hundred bucks already! The account was barely two weeks old, and it had still made that much—which told you everything you needed to know about Geumtaeyang's drawing power. That blonde-and-tanned delinquent really did print money.
Anyway, that was more than enough to cover a motel room. Ah. So this was what having a little breathing room tasted like. So sweet I could've come from it alone.
"Room 212."
We took the keycard and headed inside.
Thump. Thump.
A small heartbeat echoed down the silent hallway. Mine? A-rin's? Maybe both. You always got the shakes right before the main event.
"Sh-should we shower first?"
A-rin asked the second we stepped into the room. Maybe because this was the second time—she seemed like she wanted to take the lead on something, anything. Showering mattered, sure. Killed the germs, kept things clean. But I hesitated.
"Hmm..."
I looked her over. A pure white blouse, a black skirt. Understated, but she'd clearly dressed up for this. And then a fun little idea flickered through my head. I grinned at her.
"Nah. Let's just brush our teeth for now."
"Huh?"
She tilted her head, confused. Only for a second, though. Then she nodded. A flicker of disappointment crossed her eyes at the news that the nude viewing would have to wait—but she could look all she wanted later.
"Okay."
We headed to the bathroom together and gave our mouths a once-over with the disposable toothbrushes the shower stall came stocked with. For once, we didn't glue ourselves to each other. We were going to be plenty hands-on once we hit the bed; there was no need to grope each other over a sink. Besides, I had something to take care of. I stepped into the far corner of the stall, pulled out my cock, and gave it a quick rinse.
Hygiene mattered. I was going to feed this thing to A-rin, after all—might as well scrub it properly.
I could feel Seong A-rin's stare burning into me over this sudden little performance in the corner, but I ignored it.
Once we'd finished brushing, I gave her an order.
"Kneel. Right here."
I pointed a finger downward, indicating the floor in front of me. Across from me, she froze.
"...Huh?"
I didn't care. I said it again, harder.
"Hurry up."
"O-okay."
Only then did Seong A-rin sink to her knees in front of me. Her sturdy thighs pressed down against her calves, and she winced at the hard floor. She looked up at me with a face split fifty-fifty between shame and fear.
A faint streak of sadism flickered through me. I wanted to mess with her. To give her a hard time. That was what all the prep work had been for. I shoved my pants down and pulled my cock out.
It sprang free, already furious. My poor guy hadn't seen any action in two weeks, and the first taste of open air in ages had him beading up with little tears. Pre-cum. I'd been worked up enough on the way here that a little leakage was more than fair.
A gulp echoed from Seong A-rin's throat. This was probably the first time she'd seen it up close like this. In this world, a man's cock was a pretty potent visual stimulant. The same way I got hard looking at a pair of tits, she was getting a little worked up herself.
"I think you know what I want by now."
I'd made her kneel in front of my crotch and pulled my cock out right in her face. Actions carry a thousand meanings, but this one was crystal clear.
What I wanted was her mouth.
"......"
For a second her eyes went unfocused. They lingered on my cock, then flicked up at me like she was checking whether I was serious.
A little late to mention it, but I was on the bigger side. Seventeen centimeters, give or take. A bit much for Seong A-rin's small mouth.
But I wasn't unclear about what I wanted. Under the pressure of my stare, she finally nodded.
"...Okay."
She brought her mouth to my cock. Her tongue found the pre-cum beaded on the head and started lapping it up, working at it like my dick was an ice cream cone. She dragged her tongue along the whole length, then swirled it around the head in slow circles.
"Slurp... suck..."
A strange, sweet pleasure traced its way up my spine. That warm tongue felt dangerously good against me.
Oh...
She was better at this than I'd expected. I was going to finish embarrassingly fast. Not what I'd braced for.
"What the hell. Have you done this before?"
"Slurp... No?"
She paused the tongue-work just long enough to answer. Her face was the picture of innocence. Then what was this?
Wait. Was she lying? A nasty little thought crossed my mind. I put a chill in my voice and asked her again.
"Then where'd you learn it?"
I looked down at her with a harder stare, and Seong A-rin hesitated before she spoke.
"Th-they show it a lot in manga. I was just copying that..."
"...Ah."
So she'd been running drills with manga. Fair enough. This world was drowning in that kind of material. That tracked.
Jesus. I'd almost had a heart attack.
"A-rin."
"Hm?"
For the sake of my briefly terrified heart, I gave her a line.
"You're a real fucking pervert, you know that?"
"......"
"You practiced by yourself watching that stuff? Huh? All sneaky and pent-up?"
She didn't say a word. Silent confirmation. She just went red, whether from embarrassment or something else.
"Whatever. Put it in your mouth."
I didn't wait for an answer. I gave the next order. Her tongue had done enough sightseeing—time for the real thing.
She nodded quietly and took my cock into her mouth.
"Nnh... hhk—"
A dizzying rush of pleasure hit me at once. Her mouth was warm. Thick saliva slicked down my cock, and that soft tongue scraped the underside of the head. A-rin was working hard with that small mouth of hers, her head bobbing faintly, stroking along the shaft. Every pass sent another wave rolling through me.
"Suck... slurp..."
I was genuinely moved. That's right—there was emotion in this room! A reunion. A long-overdue family reunion!
Ah, buddy. Sorry I haven't let you out to play. This time you can go as long as you want.
A mouth hit different from the real thing. It had a flavor all its own.
Still...
There was one disappointment. She'd only managed to take about half of it. The pleasure was real, and it felt good—but it was also maddeningly incomplete. This wasn't some edging exercise. I wanted to tell her to take it deeper, but this seemed to be her limit. Her face was scrunched up with effort.
Tsk. Fine. I'd just have to help.
"Hey. Stay just like that."
"...?"
I took a step forward. Normally that would've pushed her head back. I didn't let it. I caught the back of her skull and held her there, and my cock slid deeper into her mouth, filling it with something that didn't belong.
Seong A-rin reacted instantly.
"Mmph?!"
She was startled, sure—but it had to be physically rough, too. I was already in close to the back of her throat. She probably wanted to pull off right then and there, but I had her by the head. She wasn't going anywhere.
"Mmph! Mmmph?!"
I could feel her panicking down there. Her hands paddled at the air, and a faint sheen of tears welled up in those big, squirrel-bright eyes.
I wasn't about to let go.
"Hold still. And don't you dare bite."
I started moving my hips. The pleasure that hit me after that made everything before it look like a warm-up. I used the back of her head like a handle and pumped her up and down. Every time she took it to the root, she shuddered.
Even so, she seemed to be following orders. She didn't break the position. Her knees stayed planted, and the hands that had been flailing in the air found the backs of my legs and held on like grips.
Ah. The urge to come was creeping up fast. The sadism in me kept pushing, keep going, don't stop.
"Alright, A-rin. We're gonna play a little game."
So I told her. A game stacked entirely in my favor. A set of rules where she ate every bit of the risk, delivered nice and quiet.
"I'm going to come in your mouth."
"Mmph! Hnngh?!"
"But you're still dressed, right? These are the clothes you're wearing home. If any cum gets on them, they're going to be a nightmare to wash. Yeah?"
That was the whole reason I'd only had her brush her teeth. From here on, the clothes were her problem. If anything spilled, her outfit would take the hit alone.
I smiled, and my voice went soft.
Could she do it? No idea. A first blowjob and swallowing? That was a tall order on its own.
Which was exactly why it was a game. No clear winner, no clear loser—that's what made it fun.
Suck—! Suck—!
I lost count of how many times I thrust. Then a climax I couldn't hold back wrapped around my whole body. Cum surged up from deep in the pipe, and I came straight down Seong A-rin's throat.
Spurt—! Spurt—!
Two weeks of holding out made for a serious load. Thick cum poured into her mouth. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it just fine.
"......!"
Gulp. Gulp.
The sound of her swallowing came in fits and starts. I could picture the cum sliding down her throat. I rode that dizzy high for a few seconds, then pulled out.
My poor guy hit fresh air and practically cheered.
"Hah. That's better."
The muzzle was off. Could she actually swallow it all? From here on, it was entirely up to her.
I watched her at my leisure.