Just Rubbing Feels This Good...
"That concludes the emergency briefing. Hunter Yoo Jisoo, do you have any questions?"
"……."
"…Ah, none then. Understood."
The Association staff member who had been briefing her for quite some time finally left, and the meeting room fell silent in an instant.
A meeting room with no CCTV, and her alone inside it.
She glanced around once, then immediately leaned forward and slumped over the desk.
…I've really lost it.
Why had she done that yesterday?
Her pure white cheeks flushed crimson as she recalled the events of the previous day.
Choco Banana TV. Her first broadcast.
Provoked by the words "granny bra," she had ripped the thing off and bared her breasts completely in front of a hundred people.
The more she thought about it, the more her mind seemed to go blank white.
No matter how angry I got, I shouldn't have done that… I must be crazy.
From the moment she woke up that morning and received the emergency summons until she arrived here—even while listening to the briefing just now—her head had been filled with nothing but that memory.
There's no way they jerked off to that… right?
Judging by the chat messages about someone pulling their panties down, it was more than enough to suspect.
And recalling the chats about cumming, it would have been stranger if they hadn't.
Just from my breasts…….
Once she started remembering the chat contents, the messages she had seen yesterday came flooding back one after another.
— Whoa, already sweating? I wanna lick those tits so fucking bad
Someone had said they wanted to lick up her sweat as if it weren't disgusting at all.
Someone else had even asked her to suck theirs, filthy as it was.
— Jisoo noona I'm rock hard suck me
There had even been someone ready to drop four hundred thousand won just to see her bare chest.
And five people had watched her masturbate.
"…Hnn."
She shouldn't be doing this here.
A pleasant stimulation was already spreading through her lower belly again.
…I really shouldn't.
She lifted her head from the floor and carefully scanned her surroundings.
Fluorescent lights, corners, every inch of the room—she double-checked for any CCTV.
Even that wasn't enough; she placed her right hand on the desk and channeled mana.
Top-tier detection magic: Angel's Eye.
It wasn't a skill meant for something like this, but just in case, she activated it without hesitation.
There was definitely no CCTV, and within a five-hundred-meter radius the only person was the Association staff member who had just left.
Thump-thump.
No—thud-thud-thud.
She forced her heart, which felt ready to burst, to calm down, then rose from her seat and slowly lowered her right hand.
The moment her middle and ring fingers pressed against the black panties, her hips jerked and trembled roughly.
"…Nngh!"
A voice slipped out before she could stop it.
Goosebumps raced down her spine; she hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around again.
An empty, silent meeting room.
She activated Angel's Eye once more to confirm no one was nearby, then slowly began moving her middle and ring fingers again.
"Hup. Hnnngh."
The breath spilling into her palm was startlingly hot.
After about a minute of that, liquid the panties could no longer contain clung stickily to her fingers.
"…Mmph. Ummph."
A trickle ran down her thighs, soaking the black stockings.
Because her hips kept twitching, droplets had even splattered onto the floor.
Just a little, just a little more.
She squeezed her eyes shut and quickened the pace slightly.
"…Nngh! Hup!"
And just as her hips were about to snap upward into climax—
Clack. Clack.
The heavy sound of a man's dress shoes echoed loudly from the hallway outside.
I was so close, really just a little more….
Frustrating, but there was no choice.
Getting caught masturbating and ending her life was worse than holding it in.
She frantically looked around for something to wipe with.
Fortunately a roll of toilet paper sat at the end of the table; she quickly cleaned her thighs and the floor.
She considered wiping the thoroughly soaked panties too, but since no one would see them anyway she left them as they were.
Once everything was ready and she sat back down, the shoe sounds stopped right outside the meeting room door.
Clack.
She checked her thighs one last time in case any tissue scraps were stuck.
A tiny piece clung to her left thigh; she plucked it off and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Hoo."
She exhaled the breath she had been holding just as the door opened and someone entered.
A quick glance revealed a familiar massive frame—two heads taller than her own 165 cm.
"Oh, Jisoo-ssi? Aren't you on vacation?"
A man in a black suit who looked like a bear.
The one currently beaming at her was Gu Jiseob, an A-class hunter who worked as a mercenary for the Association and ran a security firm.
"That's right."
"Then why…."
He trailed off, his gaze locking onto the file folder on the table.
After a quick glance at only the title on the top line, he continued immediately.
"Ah. You came because of that 4-star gate that appeared in Gangnam."
When she simply stared without a word, he suddenly scowled and added,
"Still, calling someone in on vacation? Should I go give Manager Kim a piece of my mind?"
"It's fine."
It's not like it takes long.
More importantly, she had been told her vacation would be extended by two days.
In that case she ought to be grateful, not complain.
Anyway.
She had observed the proper courtesies; now it was time to leave.
She stood, pushed the chair in, and approached the open door.
When she stopped quietly in front of Gu Jiseob, he flinched and took two steps back.
"…P-please take care out there."
"Thanks."
She offered a brief word of gratitude and exited the Association building.
Even then, the only thought in her head was how badly she wanted to get home and finish what she had started earlier.
…Right. I should change clothes first.
She showed up so of course I'm posting it lmao hahahahaha
Just cleared the gate and came out
A 4-star and it didn't even take an hour what the hell
[excited dancing frog gif]
But that's not even the crazy part
[frog staring wide-eyed straight ahead gif]
I only ever see photos so seeing her IRL
Holy shit she was insanely hot fr;;
rock hard rock hard
The moment she got home she stripped off the stifling suit and all her underwear, then collapsed onto the bed.
…Finally.
Her heart, which had stayed quiet even inside the gate, began pounding like mad.
With trembling hands she reached down to rub herself—then paused.
She disinfected her hands once with the hand sanitizer sitting beside the bed.
"Hnn…!"
Only then did she start rubbing.
She had wanted to try putting a finger inside at least once, but it was still too much.
"Nnnngh. Haahk!"
But so what.
Just rubbing feels this good already….
"Hnnngh. Hhk!"
Every time her fingers brushed a certain spot, electricity shot through her.
Her hips twisted this way and that following her waist, turning the sheets into a complete mess.
And of course her mind was replaying yesterday's events.
Her first-ever masturbation, and the people who had watched it.
She still couldn't forget the sound effect she had heard yesterday.
Bam-ba-ba-ba-bam~♪
Anon has donated 1,000 won!
Whoa this bitch is already jacking off on her first stream
What had the person who said that been thinking while watching her masturbate?
That same person had offered four hundred thousand won just to see her breasts—had they been planning to use her as jerk-off material?
"Heeek. Nngh."
If she had lowered the camera a little more, they would have seen everything vividly.
If she had, would they really have masturbated along with her?
Becoming masturbation buddies with a man—or woman—whose face she didn't even know.
Until recently it had been something she couldn't even imagine.
Now just imagining it made her chest feel ready to explode.
"Haang. Ahhngh."
After nearly twenty years of living trapped under the gaze reserved for a hero, receiving a different kind of gaze was that much more thrilling.
Even if that gaze looked at her with pure lust.
Even if, night after night, she was being crudely and filthily fucked inside their heads.
Varied gazes were better than the rigid, boxed-in ones.
Rather than being colored by fear, she wanted them to look at her with something familiar and intimate.
"Heeut. Nnnngh!"
She was someone who couldn't speak at length because she had no gift for words.
All she had was power and a body that was needlessly alluring.
She knew what her best option was, so she hoped even more people would look at her in all sorts of ways.
And that they would delight her with even more varied reactions.
"Nnnn… I'm gonna cum. Hhk…! Ahhnn!"
Sploosh.
A clear stream sprayed out, soaking the pure white sheets.
She lay on the bed twitching her hips and staring up at the ceiling.
"Haa. Haa."
She had planned to stream again today, but she didn't even have the strength to twitch a finger.
…Still, I have to.
Because people were waiting.
No.
Just as they needed jerk-off material, she needed it too.
She forced herself to grab her phone and logged into Choco Banana TV.
She framed her sweat-drenched upper body in the camera and pressed the start broadcast button.
Will a lot of people come today too…?
She waited a moment in the quiet room where no chats appeared yet.
Three seconds passed, then five, and the viewer count began climbing slowly.
From 0 to 1.
1 to 12.
12 to 102.
225.
356.
622.
"Huh?"
Sensing something strange, her mouth fell open on its own.