Tensions rise as the lines between friendship and desire blur, pushing Wonbin and Wonyoung into a secret, emotionally charged intimacy that tests their boundaries.
“Are you sure that it’s okay for me to join?”
Her eyes twinkled as she took my hand. “Who’s going to say no?”
“Your manager? The girls? I don’t know, just about anyone.”
“Oh I really doubt that.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because I’m—”
“Race you there then,” I said, and took off.
“Hey! No fair!” she yelled, her voice trailing behind me.
And just like that, our bodies moved on their own, as if connected by the strings of time, the very same strings that pulled us through our childhood.
We smiled and giggled like it was only yesterday that we were racing down the street towards the fishcake stand right outside our middle school.
It wasn’t the first time she’d given me butterflies that day, but something about the quietness of the Osaka night and the crispness of the chilly air made the moment feel so much more magical.
“H-hi, I’m Park Wonbin.” I bowed awkwardly to her manager while frantically catching my breath.
It was then that I realized I should have let her win just so she could be the one to introduce me.
“Hey Park Wonbin, nice to meet you, we’ve heard a lot about you,” he said. “I’m IVE’s manager Kim Byungho.”
“Thanks for letting me hang out with Wonyoung and crashing your party,” I said, bowing again.
He chuckled. “Funny that you think I have any say in it.”
“Manager Kim is very accommodating to her demands,” the driver added, causing Wonyoung to shoot him an adorable sneer.
“Yeah, well, maybe a little too accommodating sometimes. Alright, well, come on, let’s get going. I’m sure we’re all tired and hungry.”
We filled onto the bus, and I awkwardly trailed behind Wonyoung like a lost puppy.
“So is this your boyfriend, unnie?” Leeseo asked from a couple rows ahead, her question sending a wave of giggles through the other girls.
“No no, we’re childhood best friends,” I said, feeling my face warm up. “We’ve known each other since we were 11.”
“Funny,” Rei teased, twisting in her seat to look at us. “Wonyoung’s never brought a guy around before…”
“Spill the beans, are you guys secretly dating?” Liz joined in.
“Yeah, you don’t have to hide it just because Manager Kim’s here,” Gaeul said.
“Why can’t we just be friends?” Wonyoung whined, flopping onto her seat with an exaggerated sigh. “You guys see your friends all the time.”
“Yeah, but you don’t, so that’s suspicious,” they said, laughing.
“Do you guys think she would make it this obvious if he was her boyfriend?” Yujin said. “If Wonyoung wanted to keep a secret, nobody would ever know.”
I could see Yujin smirking from her seat, but I couldn’t figure out what she was thinking; it almost felt like she was staring at me more intently than the others, just a moment too long.
“That’s true, but still, she’s never brought any friends around us before.”
Wonyoung rolled her eyes dramatically and crossed her legs, pulling her phone from her bag. “You guys are going to make him think I’m some kind of weirdo who has no friends.”
Rei poked her head out into the aisle. “Wait, you mean you’re not?”
“Alright alright, leave them alone, girls,” Manager Kim said from the front of the bus. “Poor kid must be uncomfortable enough as it is without you all interrogating him.”
“Okay, fine, let’s talk about something more important. Manager Kim, what are you ordering for us to eat tonight? We’re so hungry!”
“What do you want to eat?”
“It tastes so good—”
“Stop.”
She pressed her index finger against my forehead.
“I said you could only have one more lick.”
I nodded, my eyes still completely locked on the breathtaking sight before me.
But my tongue was restless. It begged me for more, even though I could do nothing to satisfy its desperate desire for another taste of her nectar.
She snickered. “My god, are you drooling?”
I bit my lips and shook my head, even though it was a blatant, shameful lie.
“Control yourself, you’re not an animal, are you?”
I shook my head again, while she smiled in amusement.
Her delicate fingers trailed slowly along the soft, glistening edges of her folds. She rubbed her clit in slow, torturous circles, just inches from my face.
“Do you like what you see?”
“Yes,” I said, feeling myself salivate even more.
She kept teasing me, spreading her wet lips apart, showing off the prize without allowing me any way to obtain it.
“It’s so beautiful,” I said, my breaths growing heavier as my body started gravitating towards her. “You smell so good.”
Her mouth opened seductively, and she continued playing with herself before me. “Do you want another taste?” she asked softly.
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