Group Rape (1)
"Mmmph. Kiss Master."
Smooch. Smooch♥
"One more kiss♥"
Peck♥
My body moved on Master's command alone. I was lost in a daze of kisses when my eyes suddenly snapped open.
"I really have to go now…"
"Does Cookie like work more than Master?"
"Ah, no… Master is the best…"
"Hehe, just kidding. Time to head out."
Master finally released the body she had been clinging to. As I tried to get up, she gently stroked my ass and said,
"Lip tribute, commence♥"
The word commence made my body flinch on pure reflex. Master was puckering those cherry-red lips right at me.
"Hurry up and commence♥ Don't think about anything else. Com. Mence♥"
"Yesh…♡"
Smooch. Smooch♥
With glazed eyes I offered up my lips to Master. I had no idea how long I stayed like that. Only when she finally let go could I stop.
"You're going to the company dinner tonight?"
"Ah, yes. I'll probably be back late."
"Mm, got it. Still, don't stay out too late."
I answered while Master kept stroking me.
"Yeees… I'll come home as early as I can."
"Great work, everyone!"
Everyone clapped with bright smiles. Today's shooting schedule was done. We would rest for the next four days before picking back up. In the meantime the editing team would review the okay cuts; if anything felt lacking or necessary, we might reshoot a few scenes. Looking back at what you had already filmed was the only way to keep from drifting off course, apparently.
"Jiwoo, you're coming, right?"
Cocoa Writer walked over and asked.
"Did you come prepared for the worst?"
"Yes. I emptied my stomach completely so I could drink a lot with you, Writer."
Of course I had prepared nothing of the sort. I was not much of a drinker, but it would not matter. What era was this that anyone would force alcohol down someone's throat? I could just drink confidently until I keeled over.
"So what's your alcohol tolerance like, Jiwoo? Can I get my hopes up? I've been a little bored without a proper drinking partner."
Cocoa Writer sounded surprisingly sincere. I debated whether to bluff or tell the truth, then answered,
"You'll have to check for yourself. No one's ever confirmed it before."
"Ooh. What's this? I'm getting a little excited."
It was not a lie—I had never drunk myself half to death, nor been in a situation that demanded it. All I knew was that I was not good at it. A few glasses and my stomach would start reacting. I had never thrown up or gotten properly wasted, but the outcome was as clear as day. Just like you could guess you should not fall even if you had never jumped from a high place.
"Seoh-ah will be coming to set soon too, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"I heard she's been getting guidance from Senior Malhee?"
"Yes. Seoh-ah's acting has completely transformed lately. You can look forward to it."
"'Park Ha-eun' is my second-favorite character, you know."
Cocoa Writer trailed her fingers suggestively along my forearm. I flinched and went rigid.
"There are a few parts where I got a lot of hate, honestly. Park Ha-eun dying, for one. I've been thinking about what to do with that for the drama."
"Um… I really liked the way you handled the story, Writer."
"Oh my, really? Even if it's just words, that makes me happy. Opinions were pretty split. I don't particularly regret it myself."
"…"
"But for the drama, I think it might be fine to keep her alive."
That meant…
"Depending on Seoh-ah's performance, the director or the writer might change the direction."
The "writer" Cocoa meant was the drama writer—more precisely, the adaptation writer. She and Cocoa were co-producing the script, figuring out how best to turn the webtoon into a drama. The idea that Master's acting could lead to more episodes was good news. Master had been working herself to the bone practicing the script. She would definitely be happy if she could appear a little longer in the drama. And with Master's acting skill, I was certain she would more than hold her own.
"If Jiwoo acts cute for me, I could even put in a firm word with the director. Tell him we should go the survival route."
"…What?"
Act cute? What on earth…
"Ah, your face is red again. What exactly were you thinking? Is acting cute that embarrassing?"
I licked my suddenly dry lips and turned my body sideways. The moment she said "act cute," all I could picture was the way I frolicked for Master. Because I was… Master's puppy. When I acted cute, Master praised me endlessly. Ah, the corners of my mouth were twitching on their own. I must not get hard. I must not get excited. Hold it in, hold it in, hold it in…
"You really have zero immunity to women, don't you? Jiwoo, have you ever dated a girl? Are you by any chance a virgin?"
"…No. I've dated."
I had never dated anyone. Master was the first. But if the intent of the question was about experience with women… then saying I had was the correct answer.
"Well, with a face like yours it would be weird if you hadn't. So why are you still such a softie?"
When I could not answer, Cocoa Writer grinned and changed the subject.
"The cute-act thing was a joke."
"Yes…"
"But I really can talk to the director and the writer. Tell them we should keep her alive."
Cocoa continued,
"What, isn't that why you've been bringing us coffee and everything?"
I had not approached them with only that kind of mercenary heart. Denying it entirely would be a lie, but focusing solely on that would be exhausting. Still, there was no reason to refuse help for Master. I answered with the brightest smile I could manage.
"Of course not. I genuinely enjoy bringing coffee to the director. When he says I make it well, my shoulders start dancing on their own."
"Shoulder dancing?"
"Yes. And more than anything, getting to grow close to you, Writer, is an enormous honor. I still can't believe it—that I'm having a conversation with the author of Ghost Story Company."
"Oh, stop. When I'm with you I start feeling like a webtoon author with a cumulative 15 billion views."
In reality, Cocoa Writer's webtoon had been exported worldwide and hit 15 billion views. She was the type who enjoyed boasting with a straight face. Looking at her, the necklace, rings, and bracelets she wore were all expensive pieces made of gold. She had her share of material and status desires.
"Fifteen billion is nothing. Writer, you're going to hit 20 billion, 30 billion."
"Aww, you really think so?"
"Yes. Once the drama airs, even more people will come check out the webtoon. It's that entertaining."
Cocoa Writer burst into laughter. Thankfully the flattery seemed to land well. We chatted a little longer until she clapped her hands.
"Ah, we should hurry to the dinner. Time flies when I'm talking with you, Jiwoo."
"Would you like to ride in my car, Writer?"
Actress Go Malhee had no scenes today and was not coming to the dinner either. So it was just me. But Cocoa Writer shook her head.
"Ah, I'm fine. I'll ride with the staff. We have things to discuss, and I need to prepare something."
"Understood. Then I'll see you at the pork belly place."
"Yes. And Jiwoo, no running away, okay? You absolutely have to come."
Thump-thump♥
"Yeees… I absolutely will not run away."
The way she looked at me and urged me on made my body react violently. I absolutely… had to go.
"Good. Today, we're going all the way to the end."
Cocoa Writer wore a meaningful smile. Just how much was she planning to pour into me?
After that, as I was about to get into the car, Han Ahyoung and Chun Yeonho came walking from the other direction. After the cold way Ahyoung had treated me yesterday, I had been tense in all sorts of ways. Even speaking to her today had made my palms sweat. But those worries proved groundless. I was able to exchange greetings with Han Ahyoung while smiling. Extremely dry and businesslike. I tried to keep the conversation going, but every response I got was purely formal. Even when I offered her the coffee and chocolate she liked, Memory Gum, vitamins, and so on, it had no effect.
"Ah, Noona! Are you leaving now?"
Even so, the moment I saw Han Ahyoung I dashed over at full speed. I was Master's puppy, but I still wanted affection from Ahyoung too. I was a masochistic puppy, so of course I did. Master came first, but I could never defy Han Ahyoung either. Being dominated and enchanted by a superior woman like her was only natural.
"…"
Han Ahyoung simply stared at me without answering. That prim gaze made my heart pound. I looked away without meaning to.
Chun Yeonho spoke.
"Heading to the dinner now?"
"Yeah. Hyung and Noona are coming too, right?"
"Aigoo, I already told Ahyoung—"
"Are you going to the dinner?"
While Yeonho was still talking, Han Ahyoung asked me directly. It was the first time today she had initiated a question. I nodded eagerly.
"Yes… Is Noona coming too?"
"No. My schedule tomorrow is packed, so I'm busy."
"…Noona is always so busy. Can't be helped…"
Han Ahyoung glanced at me and said,
"What. You want Noona to come?"
"…Yeees. I'd like it if Noona came too."
Chun Yeonho shook his head and answered,
"I've asked her a few times, but she said no. Anyway, we're off."
"You want to drink with Noona? Stick right next to her?"
I looked at Han Ahyoung and nodded.
"Yes… I want to drink with Noona…"
"Alright. Then let's go. Should we take Jiwoo's car?"
My eyes went round.
"G-good. I'd like it if you rode in my car…"
Han Ahyoung told Chun Yeonho,
"Go to the dinner. I'll come in Jiwoo's car, so you come separately."
She stood in front of my car and asked,
"Aren't you going to open it?"
I hurriedly opened the rear door. Han Ahyoung climbed straight into my car and murmured under her breath,
"…Haa. So comfortable…"
Chun Yeonho wore a blank expression. I was just as dumbfounded until my eyes met Ahyoung's.
"Aren't you going?"
"…I'm going right now. Hyung, see you at the restaurant then."
"Y-yeah. Okay, hurry up. I'll go separately."
I got into the car. Inside the van with the Cloud Doll, Han Ahyoung was reclining comfortably. She closed her eyes and her breathing soon slowed and steadied as if she had fallen straight to sleep. I adjusted the air conditioning and turned on the humidifier. Then I unfolded a blanket and gently draped it over her legs.
Flinch—
While covering her with the blanket, my hand brushed her thigh for a moment. It was incredibly soft and sensual… As I tried to straighten my tilted body back up—
Sliiiide—
A ticklish sensation brushed the back of my hand. A touch so alluring and thrilling it made my heart drop.
"This is a badly behaved hand."
Twitch♥
At some point Han Ahyoung had opened her eyes and was stroking the back of my hand.
"Noona will have to educate it properly."