Roleplaying

"How've you been?" Daddy's voice rumbles against Arin's back, the two of them settled comfortably in the hot tub. Part 1 of their little tryst was done, and Arin is feeling comfortably stretched, the warm water bringing relief to her sore muscles.

"Good, I’ve been busy with my comeback!"

"Comeback? What do you mean?" Shit, right, he didn't know who she was, of course, about her being an idol. Arin curses herself under the mask.

"Oh, I meant, um, coming back to the office. Now that things are opening up again."

"Oh okay, speaking of comebacks, my new favorite group is doing a comeback!"

"Which one?”

"Oh My Girl!” Arin freezes, before forcing herself to relax against him.

"Oh, I’ve... heard of them, they’re quite popular now.”

"They are!”

"Who’s your favorite member?”

"Their maknae, she’s so cute, Arin? I think.” Arin's heart skips a beat, and so does a shot of arousal, as something very naughty strikes her.

"Really? She's cute?"

"Yeah, she doesn't like to do aegyo, but she's so cute!"

"What about pretty?"

"Hm? I mean of course! She's pretty!"

The actual maknae of Oh My Girl tilts her head back, kissing his jaw.

"What about sexy, do you think she’s sexy?”

"I umm...”

"Show me what she looks like.” Arin asks daringly, dangerously testing if he would recognize her from behind the mask. He reaches for his phone and pulls up a picture of her. Annoyingly he pulls up the tamest ones, and Arin takes the phone from him, adding the word "sexy" to the search term. She finds one that is much more suggestive, her skirt flying up in the air—her safety shorts left nothing to imagination.

"Look at those thighs, that body, don’t tell me you don’t fantasize about her.”

"I don't! I-I wouldn’t!”

"Are you really trying to pretend to be innocent now?” Arin asks witheringly-they’ve always shared every kink, every fantasy.

"Fine, I would.

"Good, let’s roleplay. I’ll be Arin, you can do whatever you want to Oh My Girl’s maknae, Daddy." Her hands sink beneath the water surface—one goes to her own breast, gently squeezing her chest for his benefit. The other goes down between his legs, stroking him, also for his benefit.

"Do you think she's a dom, or a sub?" she whispers sensually into his ear. "Is she going to ride you until you can't get it up anymore?" She grabs his cock firmly, almost painfully. Then she trails a finger tip from head to base, caressing him.  "Or is she going to want you take her however you want, fuck her senseless like an animal, absolutely ruin her..." With him definitely rock hard, Arin smiles underneath her mask, kisses his quivering jaw, and gets up slowly, making sure his eyes are glued to her figure as she steps out of the hot tub.