Chapter 76 - Proactively
On the drive back from Minseo's first real date with Hayoung, his mind was a tangled mess of complicated, subtle emotions.
The strange feeling he'd had when Hayoung kissed him at the movies still made his heart race just thinking about it.
'It was probably just because it was a public place, right?'
Minseo couldn't shake the feeling.
A kiss that felt like something between lovers...
That doesn't make any sense...
Because Hayoung and I have a master-servant relationship.
Still... he couldn't stop the curiosity from nagging at him.
Earlier, Hayoung said being nice to me was just "slave management"... so why did she kiss me at the theater?
Was it just to mess with me?
Minseo's gaze drifted from the window to where Hayoung sat. He turned his head slowly... then froze solid.
Because Hayoung was staring right at him with an unreadable expression.
....!!
The moment their eyes met, Minseo snapped his head back toward the window.
"Minseo, you've been acting weird all day."
"W-what do you mean?"
Still staring out the window, Minseo stammered. It was obvious he was flustered.
Then he heard Hayoung sliding toward him. Minseo flinched.
"It feels like you're watching my mood. How should I put it... like you keep being aware of me or something."
Hayoung pressed her curvaceous body against his as she whispered in his ear. Like a succubus seducing a human. Her soft breasts pressed against him... his waist quivered.
"Ha-ah..."
At the ticklish sweetness in her voice, Minseo moaned.
"When your master speaks... you should look at her, right?"
Then Hayoung grabbed both of Minseo's cheeks with her hands and turned his head to face her. Forced to face her, Hayoung's visage was still breathtakingly beautiful. Her ruby-red eyes sparkled even in the dark car... Her sharp nose, piercing gaze, and pale white skin were beautiful against the dark night. As if it wouldn't be strange if she bit someone's neck to drink their blood.
Gulp.
Seeing her face, Minseo swallowed hard.
'Ah... it's that pounding feeling again.'
Remembering the thrashing in his chest at the theater, Minseo's eyes wavered.
Minseo was leaning against the window, almost lying down, looking up at Hayoung. She held his cheeks and stared at him blankly. Her long silver hair draped over Minseo's body, creating a strangely erotic atmosphere.
'Why are you so fucking sexy... I'm going crazy...'
And Hayoung felt the usual lust for Minseo, her cunt growing wet... but something felt different. Before, it was a lust she could control... now... she wanted to wreck Minseo so badly she didn't think she could hold back. She didn't care if the driver noticed. She just wanted to pull down her panties right there and shove his cock inside, riding him like a wild animal.
Soon, Hayoung's hands slid from his cheeks down to his neck... collarbone.
"Huaaah..."
At her soft yet arousing touch, Minseo moaned, his lips trembling. Her hands slipped inside his shirt without hesitation, groping his chest, his stomach, his pubic bone. Minseo felt dazed, his body no longer his own as Hayoung's soft touch traced every inch of him.
"...Kang Min... seo..."
She called his name seductively. Their eyes locked erotically... The car was burning hot, as if Hayoung was about to pounce on him at any moment. Minseo remembered Hayoung's promise not to attack him, but... somehow... he didn't care anymore.
'Is my brain fried from too much sex...'
At that moment, Hayoung pulled back and said.
"Keh heh- Were you nervous? I said I wouldn't mess with you today."
"... Ah..."
Normally he'd be relieved, but today Minseo felt something like regret. Was his brain really broken? He was confused, unable to understand why.
"Tomorrow is the last day before I leave for the business trip. Don't cause trouble, and do what Seo-young says."
"Yes..."
"Tomorrow... be prepared."
Then Hayoung added softly.
"What?"
Minseo hadn't caught it, so he asked again... but she just smiled faintly and didn't answer.
And so, Minseo's dreamlike break passed faster than anyone's, and before he knew it, he was back working in Hayoung's office. Today, Minseo's mind kept wandering because of his spy duties and the confusion he felt toward Hayoung... so his work efficiency wasn't exactly great.
"Kang Minseo. You didn't sort this properly. It's wrong."
Sure enough, Hayoung's sharp voice cut through the office.
"I'm sorry! I'll redo it..."
Yesterday, she'd been kind... but when it came to work, she was extremely sensitive and sharp. Minseo rarely got scolded for work, but today his head was too mixed up and he kept messing up. Hayoung was already in a sensitive state. She had a business trip tomorrow and wanted to clear the backlog before leaving, but Minseo, who usually handled things well, kept making mistakes and slowing things down.
"Hoooh..."
Watching her sigh and focus back on work, Minseo realized he really needed to pull himself together.
'If I keep making mistakes like this... I might not get any sleep tonight...'
A terrifying scenario flashed through his mind, and he resolved to focus and work properly. From then on, Minseo displayed extreme concentration and worked better than usual. It was the kind of focus born from the fear that if he kept going like this, something bad would happen. Seeing Minseo quickly organizing documents, Hayoung smiled contentedly.
Thanks to Minseo's concentration, they managed to finish work right on time. Hayoung, as if pleased, tousled his hair and laughed.
"You should've done that from the start. Good work, Minseo."
At her praise, Minseo's lips curled up. Watching that, Hayoung whispered sweetly in his ear.
"Wash up and come to my room. I'm so hot I'm about to lose it."
He flinched. Startled, Minseo met her eyes. She was staring at him with a look that was both erotic and piercing. As if she was about to devour him at any moment.
"Master... you have to leave early tomorrow... you should get some sleep..."
"Look at Minseo, all grown up? Worrying about me? While I'm being nice, go wash up. If you're late, I'll make sure you can't walk tomorrow."
She said with a smile, the curve of her lips completely at odds with her chilling words.
'Fuck...'
Sensing that pissing her off further would be the end of him, Minseo dashed off to wash up.
"I wonder how I'll enjoy you today..."
Watching him fluster and run off, Hayoung licked her lips in anticipation.
After some time passed, the moment her door opened, Minseo appeared, panting heavily.
"Huff, huff— I'm here."
"If you'd been a bit later, I was going to punish you... too bad."
Hayoung wore a white dress. It was made of silk, thin enough to barely conceal her body. Her figure was clearly visible, and her nipples poked through. Clad like that, she slowly approached him.
'I can see too much.'
Seeing her body so clearly, her white skin faintly visible through the thin fabric, Minseo didn't know where to look and stared at the floor.
"Minseo."
Hayoung pressed close until her breasts touched his chest, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, trapping him.
"Yes..."
"Today, do you want to try moving your hips for once?"
!!!
As his eyes widened, she continued.
"I'll allow it... try fucking me however you want, just this once."
With that, she slipped off her thin dress. The silk slid down with a soft whisper and dropped to the floor with a soft thud. Hayoung's insanely beautiful body was laid bare. Without an ounce of extra fat, she had pale skin, full breasts... and her cunt was visibly growing wet from arousal.
"Master..."
Minseo felt hesitation mixed with embarrassment. Having always been on the receiving end, now that she'd given him control, he had no idea where to start. It was natural for him to be flustered by her sudden seductive turn.
Before he could say anything, she began stripping off his clothes, one by one. Before he knew it, they were pressed together, completely naked. Hayoung's wet, slick cunt rubbed against Minseo's cock. Naturally, Minseo wasn't so impotent that he couldn't get hard with such a dizzyingly sexy body pressed against him.
"Haaoo..."
Stimulated by her moist, soft cunt, Minseo's cock grew fully erect, uncontrollably. His hard cock, veins bulging, poked insistently at her cunt. Feeling the pleasure, Hayoung let out a soft moan and whispered low into his ear.
"Our Minseo, do whatever you want."
'Fuck... I don't care!'
Feeling his reason snap, forgetting their master-servant relationship, Minseo turned his head, parted his lips, and kissed her messily. At the same time, his right hand kneaded her soft, white ass roughly.