We Pray

Sunday, 0:00 hrs. April 27th, 2025

Both had started a feral play of pain and pleasure. Their bodies found each other’s rhythms, moving their hips in perfect synchronization. His hand went down her empty, greedy cunt. His fingers went in, stimulating her G-spot, making her mind go blank.

Momo dug her nails into him, scratching him. Her legs hugged him, and her feet interlocked, securing him in place inside her. Every time she felt his cock slipping out of her asshole, her strong legs pushed him back in with all her strength, causing every stimulus to feel even more intense.

Before long, both of them reached their orgasms. Momo was the first one to get there, squirting strongly against his lower abs and splashing her juices all over herself, reaching her own face. Her insides contracted violently, triggering the man’s climax as the woman locked him as deep inside her as her legs allowed, letting his cock spurt all of his seed inside her.

Both of them were left panting loudly. Momo’s hands went to his face and pulled him for a soft kiss in gratitude while her body shook involuntarily. She placed both hands on his face to look at his eyes between heavy breaths. They smiled tenderly at each other before she hugged him tightly, letting his head rest above her breast. “T-thank you,” she said softly, caressing his hair and looking at the ceiling.

Thursday night, April 24th, 2025.

Seungdae, 32 years old (33 in Korean age, but we won’t use that), was resting in his bed. ‘Finally,’ he thought, after a long shift. His personal computer was still on, playing some music in the background. He was almost falling asleep when the phone rang.

Normally, he would ignore the call, but it was Jin, his lifelong friend. It’s not common for her to call, only if there’s some kind of emergency or she needs him in some way, shape, or form, so he picked it up as soon as he saw the name.

“Your majesty, what do I owe the pleasure?” He said, hoping everything was alright on the other end.

“You’re going to owe me big time, you know that?” She replied in the usual snobby tone she used with him when royalty titles were thrown into the conversation.

“Yeah? Why is that?”

“Remember how you were crying about not getting tickets for the Coldplay concert because you were too busy with work to even know they were coming?”

“Yeah, thank you for rubbing that on my face,” Seungdae said, rolling his eyes.

“Like you don’t like it when I rub things on your face,” she replied teasingly.

“Like you don’t love to rub your pussy in my face.” Years of closeness made those kinds of comments second nature between them.

“Hush! That’s not the point today. I got you a ticket for tomorrow’s concert,” she added some kindness to her voice at the end.

Seungdae sat on his bed to try to process her words. “How? They sold out over a month ago.” When he found out about the concerts, he thought he could go to the last one right after finishing the big project he had been stuck in for two months already. By the time he looked for the tickets, the closing concert in South Korea and all others were already sold out.

“By being me, how else?” She said, proud of herself.

“Because you’re cool like that?”

“Because I’m cool like that. And because even though you’ve been too damn busy to give me any attention,” she had real irritation in her voice, making him feel a bit bad, “I know you’ve been working your ass off,” she added back in her normal tone.

“S-sorry, and thank you,” he tried to process the fact that the plan he had discarded so quickly was now coming back together because of Jin. “For real, thank you!”

“Oh, don’t be sorry, I know how it goes. And don’t thank me yet, I need to know if you can actually make it to the concert. Are you done with that big project of yours?”

“Yeah, I finished it a couple of hours ago. Whatever happens later, it’s Monday Me’s trouble.”

“Good, then I’ll give them your name so you can get in”.

“My name? What kind of ticket is it?”

“Is not a VIP one, if you’re wondering, but carry your ID, and keep in mind I managed to get you in without you having to work there,” her tone told him it wasn’t an easy pull, even for her.

“Thank you, Jin. You were right, I owe you big time.”

“You have no idea, and I’ll make you pay, but I have to go now; they need my confirmation.”

“Alright, yes, take care, your highness.”

“You too, and make the most out of tomorrow,” she said, hanging up right away.

Seungdae sat in his bed for a cool minute. ‘I guess I’ll need an outfit for tomorrow,’ he thought before going to his closet to pick something nice, but comfortable.

The following day went by quickly before the concert. Whenever Jin made something for him, Seungdae did his best to take care of it, and in this case, that meant arriving at the Goyang Stadium with enough time to go through whatever kind of security process was needed for him to carry his ID.

When the staff scanned the pass Jin sent him, he was pulled to the side and escorted through a series of hallways he had never used before. They went past a sign that marked a door and a curtain as Twice’s space. Jin’s words started to make a bit of sense, and before he could think about anything further, the staff opened the following door for him, letting him get in before bowing and leaving.

He found himself between cameras and a few more people. “You must be Hwang Seungdae,” said one of the men in that area. Slightly older than the rest, but he seemed to know his way around. “Yes, that’s me. Hi, everyone,” Seungdae replied, bowing to everyone he could see.

“A couple of things,” the man pointed out, “we’ll be recording Twice backstage. As you can imagine, they’ll upload a video to their channel later. I need you to sign an NDA, non-disclosure agreement,” Seungdae said the words at the same time in his head. “It’s just a formality, but you know how paperwork is.”

“Sure, no problem,” Seungdae replied as someone else handed him a sheet of paper and a pen. The other man continued, “Also, since you’ll be here, you have access to the balcony, that’s where you’ll be able to see the concert,” he signaled to the door where natural light came in from.

“You will also have access to the hallway you just came in from,” he added. “Just keep in mind we’ll be coming in and out recording the girls, so you may appear in frame. If we see you before you’re in frame, we’ll move you without asking. We don’t want to be rude, but that’s how it sometimes is. Please don’t take it personally.”

“No worries, I know the gist, I’ll stay out of your way,” Seungdae replied right away. He had seen those kinds of shootings thanks to Jin before, and he was better off camera anyway.

“Great! If by any chance you appear in a frame, we’ll blur you out, so no worries,” the man walked past him, patting his back. The staff continued preparing their equipment, and Seungdae decided to step out to the balcony to admire the view and how people kept filling the stadium. He texted Jin

SD: A little warning would have been nice.
Jin: Why ruin the surprise?
SD: I was ready to see Coldplay and Twice from afar, not to see Twice so closely.
Jin: You're free to get out of there if you want.
SD: Very funny, but again, thank you.
Jin: Enjoy the concert!

The team started moving. He got out to the hallway to see if he could catch a glimpse of Twice before they went on stage. He saw a couple of people getting out first, including their manager, whose attention was on the nine girls getting into the hallway shortly after, already knowing their way.

Seungdae looked for cameras and peeked out of the door. His eyes crossed with a few of them as they walked by. Dahyun smiled at him with her eyes, Tzuyu waved at him, and Chaeyoung tilted her head and smiled gently at him.

Sana saw him with the corner of her eye and elbowed Momo, who was adjusting her top. Her head turned left, looking at him straight into his eyes as she grabbed her boobs, smirking playfully.

They all kept walking, leaving Seungdae confused about what he had just seen, but he decided to ignore it as the concert was soon to start. He went to the balcony again, ensuring himself of having a nice view. A few other staff members were also there, relaxing as the girls entered the stage and got in position to open the concert with Strategy.

Their performance went as well as expected, and Seungdae enjoyed every bit of it. Even if he never considered himself a Once, or member of any fandom for that matter, he always liked their music. In general, he had a profound respect for everyone willing to get into the Kpop business. He knew for a fact it was something demanding in many, many ways.

A little after Coldplay started Higher Power, he heard noise behind him, coming from the hallway. He turned for a second and caught a glimpse of the girls arriving. Some went to change right away, and some entered their own section.

By the time The Scientist was playing, all the girls were already changed into their closing outfit, and some of them went to the balcony to enjoy the concert whenever they were not recording behind the scenes shots for their video.

In between shots, Seungdae could not help but turn his head to watch the girls, sometimes jumping, sometimes dancing, but overall enjoying themselves. Unknowingly to him, Nayeon approached him from behind. “Hey, tall guy!” She said halfway through the little room where the staff was, making him turn around to see her. He was confused, so he just pointed to himself.

“Yes, you,” she got closer to him, but remained inside the room. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Who are you?” she asked without any concern for how that may have sounded.

“I’m Seungdae,” he replied, still confused by her approach.