Doll Play and Traces Before the Mirror
"I'll go grab some thin, sweat-free, super pretty underwear and a change of clothes first. Don't run away, okay?"
Sehee's soft, lilting voice drifted from inside the dressing room before fading away, replaced by the sound of her humming as she strolled back into the living room.
"Here, try this on! Since you're all sweaty, I picked something fresh and comfy."
The clothes Sehee casually tossed in front of me were nothing short of horrifying.
Just like she'd said, the material itself was cool, breathable sportswear. The real problem was the amount of fabric.
The bottoms were dark ultra-mini dolphin shorts that barely covered the underside of my ass. The top was a shameless crop top that clung to my body, plunging so deep it exposed the valley between my breasts all the way down to my sternum.
And neatly placed beside them was a pair of elegant, seductive black see-through lace panties that let the skin peek through subtly.
The design practically screamed, "Come feast your eyes on this dangerously hot body!"
"You... want me to wear this?"
"Yep! I just know it'll look insanely pretty on my baby."
Overwhelmed by Sehee's firm, expectant smile, I shut my mouth and reluctantly carried the shameless scraps of fabric into an empty room to put them on.
"Haa..."
Once I was dressed, a strange sensation swept over my entire body.
Cool air brushed against the exposed skin beneath the shorts' hem, sending shivers up my spine. If I stepped outside wearing something like this, countless men would undoubtedly rake their eyes over my body and indulge in vulgar fantasies.
The moment that dizzying, forbidden thought crossed my mind, a sharp jolt of electricity shot through the most intimate part of me. The sensitive female body wrapped in thin white lace panties didn't feel shame at this shameless exposure. Instead, it throbbed with growing excitement.
Click-.
"Baby, are you dressed?"
Sehee entered holding two cups of warm cocoa. Her eyes slowly dragged up and down my body as she smiled.
As expected, my guess had been right.
In this huge house, she'd been enjoying something delicious all by herself.
I had to act natural. So she wouldn't feel embarrassed about hiding the food.
"Wow... It's even prettier than I imagined. Come on, go look in the mirror over there. You need to see for yourself how beautiful you are."
Accepting the cocoa cup from Sehee, I tried to ignore the strange throbbing between my legs and slowly walked toward the full-length mirror.
Even during that short walk, the thin lace barely covering my ass made my inner thighs twitch. The cool marble floor chilled my bare feet, yet my body burned with an inexplicable heat.
The moment I stood before the mirror and lifted my head—
My gaze didn't go to the blatantly exposed cleavage or the provocative lines of my thighs. Something far more terrifying slammed into my pupils.
"......!!"
Beneath sweat-dampened silver hair, a pale and beautiful face.
And along the corner of my red lips, faint red lipstick marks had smeared toward my cheek.
They were the unmistakable, lethal traces of the beastly kiss I'd shared with Taeseok in that cramped bathroom stall—the marks I hadn't managed to wipe away completely. Under the warm orange lighting, those red smudges on my white cheek looked as vivid and grotesque as bloodstains.
"Baby."
Sehee approached from behind and stared intently at my reflection over my shoulder. Her gaze was locked precisely on the red marks around my lips.
The silence was so suffocating that even the sound of swallowing felt like thunder.
My heart dropped to my feet. She knew. There was no way this sharp-eyed ex-girlfriend wouldn't realize I'd been rubbing lips with that beastly junior in the bathroom stall. Cold sweat poured down my back like a waterfall. My trembling fingers made the cocoa in the mug ripple faintly.
I squeezed my eyes shut, certain Sehee's hand would either strangle me or roughly wipe the marks from my lips.
But then—
"Those lips... They look so pale and dry. You must've been working hard all day."
"......Huh?"
I reflexively opened my eyes wide.
In the mirror, Sehee was smiling brightly and affectionately—clearly seeing the smeared lipstick marks yet acting as if nothing was wrong.
"We can't let that pretty face get ruined. Drink your cocoa quickly before it gets cold."
She was pretending not to notice.
Even after confirming the obvious evidence of my affair with her own eyes, Sehee showed no interrogation or anger. She simply helped me hold the warm mug with both hands and whispered lazily near my ear.
'She knows. This woman is 100% aware and deliberately covering it up.'
A chill ran down my spine. Her calm, controlling attitude—treating everything as if she could handle it all—was far more terrifying than if she'd gotten angry and demanded answers. To tame me into her perfect doll, she was willing to overlook even these "dirty traces" while slowly tightening the leash around my neck.
Just as I was forcing a smile onto my pale face—
Ring-! Ring-! Ring-!
The phone I'd tossed on the living room sofa began vibrating violently, its ringtone loud enough to tear through eardrums.
"......"
"......"
For a moment, the air in the room froze.
Sehee's arms, which had been gently hugging me from behind, paused. I reflexively turned my head toward the living room.
The phone screen glowed alone in the dark living room.
And the name displayed in large letters on that screen:
[Taeseok]
'This crazy bastard... Why now of all times...!!!!'
My mind went completely blank.
It was the name of that beastly junior who'd just finished sucking on my lips and was now calling all the way into his ex-girlfriend's bedroom to cut off my breath.
Ring-! Ring-! Ring-!
The vibration sounded like a countdown to my execution.
I stood frozen with a pale face while Sehee slowly released her arms from around my waist.
And then Sehee's lips curved into an eerily gentle smile.
"Oh my. Baby, you have a call."
Sehee gestured toward the living room with her chin and whispered in the gentlest voice imaginable.
"Answer it. It's your junior, after all."
My mind flickered white. The moment I answered that call, it was over. If Taeseok said something like "Senior, earlier in the bathroom..." over the phone, this precarious cohabitation would end in disaster.
'Think. With this pathetic 1-stat body, how do I escape this crisis...!'
In that split second, a desperate survival instinct flashed through my brain.
Rather than a hundred excuses, there was only one ultimate move that could blow away this crazy ex-girlfriend's gaze and sanity all at once.
I clenched my trembling fists. And in the moment Sehee waited for my answer with a relaxed smile—
"......"
I spun around, stood on my tiptoes, and forcefully pulled Sehee's neck into my arms.
"Huh...?"
Sehee's serpentine smile froze in surprise.
I yanked her nape toward me and roughly pressed my lips against hers.
"Mmph...!"
Sehee's eyes widened dramatically.
As if trying to drown out the violent phone vibrations coming from the living room, I rubbed my lips against hers and pushed my wet tongue into the gap.
It was an all-or-nothing, survival-driven deep kiss.
The red lipstick that had already been smeared from kissing Taeseok transferred messily onto Sehee's white lips, getting sticky and crushed.
"Haa... Chup, chuup...!"
As I clumsily licked Sehee's palate with my tongue and sucked on her soft mucous membrane, a suppressed moan escaped between her lips. Her usual composed, controlling alpha-girl demeanor was nowhere to be found. My sudden, provocative, and lethal kiss had completely shattered Sehee's rational thought process.
The sweet scent of cocoa and Sehee's rich floral perfume swirled dizzyingly together. The intense vibrations echoing from the marble floor beneath my feet only stimulated my nerves even more wildly.
Ring-! Ring-! Ring-!
The phone in the living room was still desperately searching for its owner, but neither of us paid it any attention anymore.
"Haa... B-Baby..."
Our lips parted slightly, and a silver thread of saliva stretched between us.
Looking up at Sehee with flushed eyes, I whispered breathlessly.
"I... don't want to answer that call. Right now... haa... I just want to focus on you..."
It was a shameless, fox-like act that only a born seductress would say.
But its effect was beyond imagination.
"Haa......"
Sehee's eyes flipped in an instant.
The ringing phone and any suspicion that I might have kissed someone else had completely vanished from her mind. All that remained was this shamelessly dressed "cute bitch" clinging to her with desperate kisses, paralyzing her reason.
Grab-!
"Hnn...!"
This time, Sehee crushed me against her, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist. Every time our lips pressed together, our ragged breaths mingled and released scorching heat. I panted like an animal as I received Sehee's devouring kisses.
"Chuurp... Chup, haa, mmh...!"
This was on a completely different level from my clumsy survival kiss earlier. Sehee's hot, seductive tongue invaded my mouth and began sucking on my saliva. Every time I gasped for breath, our breasts pressed together through the shamelessly low-cut crop top, rubbing hotly against each other.
Ring-! Ring-! ...Click.
Finally, the vibrations from the living room cut off pathetically.
But in this secret room, only the sticky sounds of two women's ragged breaths and the wet friction of saliva remained, echoing endlessly.