episode_0027
by admin#27
“Wait a… min—Minute… A-Are you crazy? Right now?”
“Khehehe… As long as Eunchae-yang doesn’t make a sound, we’ll be fine.”
*Creak creak creak creak*
“Hnngghh…! Hnngh♡”
*Step… step… step.*
The sound of footsteps echoes into the bathroom.
Following the noise, I quietly close the door to the stall I’m in.
*Step. Step. Thud.*
The footsteps stop near the urinals.
*Trickle trickle trickle…*
“Hnngh… hnnghh…♡ Uuugh…♡”
Strange, muffled sounds leak ever so slightly from the stall next to me—but thankfully, the sound of pissing drowns most of it out.
“Huuuuh…♡ Uuuuh….”
Eunchae sounds like she’s struggling desperately to hold back her voice.
And yet—
“Hnnghh…♡ Hnngh…♡”
*Creak. Creak. Creak. Creak.*
The squelching sounds and muffled moans seem impossible to contain.
Damn it…
Eunchae’s *right there* being fingered while forcing herself to stay quiet—and there’s nothing I can do about it.
*Trickle… drip… drip…*
The sound of pissing fades.
A belt clinks as someone adjusts their pants.
“Ugh. Ah.”
A rough, muttered voice follows.
No way to tell if he works at the broadcasting station or is just an audience member—
But if this guy finds Eunchae like *this*…
*Step. Step. Step.*
*Ssshhh.*
The sound of running water suggests he’s now at the sink.
And at the same time—
*Squeak. Squeeeeak.*
“Hnnhh?! Hnnghh♡”
Eunchae’s moan slips out too loud.
This is bad… There’s *no way* he didn’t hear that.
*Ssshhh—plop.*
The water stops.
Seems like he noticed.
What’s he gonna do? Open the stall? Did Eunchae lock hers? Please don’t tell me he’s about to—
*Step.*
“Hnngghh…♡ Ugh….”
Even now, the moans refuse to stop.
At this point, it’s obvious. A girl’s in the men’s bathroom. Making weird sounds.
*Squeak. Squeak.*
*Stop fucking touching her!*
Just what the hell is Baek Pansu thinking? The fingering sounds louder now—like he *wants* to get caught. Showing off?
This isn’t a joke anymore. But he doesn’t seem to care.
And Eunchae… still can’t hold back.
“Hnnghh…♡ Ughh…♡ Ughk…♡”
She’s clearly biting down hard, but—if *I* can hear it this clearly, the guy at the sink absolutely can.
After turning off the water, the man stays silent. No footsteps for a while.
*Step.*
…Is he coming over?
Please. Please just *leave*……
*Step. Step. Step. Step.*
The footsteps grow quieter—heading toward the exit.
Wait, is he *actually* leaving? Just like that?
*Step. Step. Step.*
The sound fades until it’s completely gone.
Did he… really leave?
…That’s a relief, at least.
He couldn’t have known it was Eunchae. Didn’t see her.
Though he definitely noticed something was up… Maybe he just pretended not to.
Might’ve thought *‘fuck this weird shit’* and noped out.
“Haah… h-hah♡ He’s… gone?! Hnnghh!?”
Eunchae must’ve pulled her hand from her mouth—her voice suddenly rings out unrestrained.
*SQWEEAK. Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.*
“Hnnghh…♡ Ugh…♡ Ughhk…♡”
“Khuhuhu… Quite the flood there. Did you *want* to get caught?”
“Li-like… *Hell*kghh! St—stopoo♡ put—your fingers *DUUUH* nut♡”
“Kheh… Though *this* mouth keeps drooling, begging to be stuffed…?”
“Wu-who tfkhh♡ said thataaah…♡ Ugghhhk!?”
“Khuhuhu… No more holding back those noises, huh?”
“Khhnngghh♡ Ughhk♡ Ughhkk♡!! J-Jussst… staaahp…!”
“…Want me to stop?”
“…Pl—pleaseeee♡ Lemme—*goooo*♡ Hnngghhh♡ S-Staaaahp♡”
“Understood.”
The creaking suddenly stops.
The bathroom falls silent in an instant.
“Hnnghh♡ Huhh…♡ Ngh… Haah. Nhaah♡ Haaah♡”
Only Eunchae’s uneven breathing remains.
“Khuh… As requested, I’ve stopped.”
“Th—thaaa♡ Th… at’s… I-I… still gotta… gehh back♡”
“Khuhuhu. You *seriously* good to go? In this state?”
“F-Finee… See? Over… now… Gotta return…”
“Khuhuhuhu… Yet your thighs are *dripping*. And your panties—past soaked, practically ruined. Khehe…!”
“…N-None… of your damn… business…!”
“Khuhuhu… Gotta dance later with those panties on full display… *Really* think you’re fine like this?”
“Nghhh… Y-Yeah… G-Got time…”
“Beyond just flashing them… People’ll *definitely* notice how soaked they are. Wonder what they’ll say~?”
“Khh…!”
“Lucky for you…”
*Rustle.*
Baek Pansu digs something out of his pocket.
“By sheer luck… I’ve got a spare pair from our company. Brand new, unopened. Change into these, problem solved. Kheh…”
Why the *hell* does he carry that around…?
But it’s exactly what we need.
None of us brought extra underwear. Only way to hide how wet Eunchae is without breaking the contract…
“Th—that… Ugh… J-Just… gimme. If you’re giving it.”
“Didn’t say I *would*.”
“……Huh?”
“Khuhuhu… Gotta *convince* me if you want them, Eunchae-yang.”
“Tch……!! You *fucking*—!”
“How badly do you need these…? Won’t know unless you *show* me.”
“Ughhh…! Pig…! Bastard…!”
“Khuhuhuhu……”
…Goddammit. What’s he pulling *now*?
Ironically, hearing that just made me rock hard.
Imagining Eunchae *begging* for panties—acting all coy—I couldn’t help it.
*Tap tap. Tap tap.*
*Swiiiish. Swish. Swish.*
The sound of Eunchae shifting positions.
No clue what pose she’s striking, but—
“Pleeease… give them♡ to me…”
—Probably something *incredibly* lewd.
“Hmm?”
“…I-I wanna… wear *fresh* panties… Not these… wet ones… Gimme… the new ones♡”
“Kheh…”
He sounds *unsatisfied.*
“Ughhk…! Then what the hell *do* you want?!”
“Khuhuhu… You’re an idol—shouldn’t you know best? Act cute… like you do for fans…!”
“Ugh… Fine! *Fine*! Just—don’t bring up fans. Disgusting. Seriously.”
“Khuhuhu…”
*Swiiiish.*
Another position change.
“M-My… panties♡ are… ru—ruined…♡ ‘Cuz you…♡ fingered meeeh♡ Sooo much…♡ came out…♡ Panties… all… wet now…♡”
“Hohhh…”
“Take them… off♡ and…♡ put fresh ones on meee♡ Want… new panties♡”
“Khuhuhu… *Almost* there, but…?”
“Tchhk…! O-Okay♡ Fine♡”
Eunchae’s voice drops to a whisper—so quiet I barely hear it.
“Fuck me……♡ with them…♡”
“KHhuhuhuh—!?”
“You—!! As if… that’s not exactly what you *want*!”
“Khek. I was happy just fingering you…?”
“……Bull… shit……!”
“Khuhuh. Pretty sure *you* just begged me to stuff you…?”
“Ngghh…!!”
“All soaked like this… Must be *real* frustrating if I stop halfway. You look… *real* pissed~.”
“B-Because… It’s *your* fault…!”
“Then. Should I just quit here?”
“……”
Eunchae stays silent.
Why?
“……….”
Tell him to stop. *Obviously*.
“………….”
Just say *‘give me the damn panties and leave,’* Eunchae.
“……Put……. ……it in.”
A whisper so faint it’s almost inaudible.
But the *next* sounds spell it out crystal clear.
*Squeak. Sssshllp. SQUEEAK.*
“HAHHHHN♡ Ughhk…♡ Hnngghhk…!”
“Kheh… A whole *week* without Eunchae-yang’s pussy…!”
“Nghhhh♡! Nhhaa♡♡!?”
*Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!*
The slick, wet slapping drowns everything else out.
Not just flesh—but *liquid*, sloshing with every thrust like slapping a puddle.
*SCHLAP! SCHLAP! SCHLAP!*
“Ugghhk…♡ Nghaaah♡! Ughhhhk♡!!”
“Khuhuhu… Fucking an idol right before broadcast… Right before millions see you dance—you *crave* this old man’s cock *that* much…?”
“NHHAAA♡ UGHHKK♡ NNGHAA♡ HAHHN♡!!”
“Even after squirting like this… Shaking your ass on camera—*showing* everyone how soaked you are… Khuhuhu.”
“NHAHHH♡ N-Noohh♡ Stahpihhiiit♡!!”
Her hair rustles as she shakes her head.
“Kheh… Your pussy’s *sucking* me in—don’t pretend otherwise!”
“Nuhh—iiihh♡ Y-You… forced♡ M-Mehnngghh♡!!”
*SCHLAP! SCHLAP! SCHLAP! SCHLAP!*
“Khuhuhu… Never said *I* wanted this. This situation? *100%*… your own doing!”
“NHAHHH♡ Liieehhiii♡! Nghhkk♡ Ughhhk♡!!”
“Khuhuhu… Tightening even *more* now. Feels *that* good, huh? This geezer’s cock…?”
“Nghhh♡ H-Hahhhn♡ Ughhkkk…!”
No way Eunchae’s into this.
She’s *obviously* being forced.
Blackmailed. Photos. No choice but to endure.
“Admit it… Khuh. You *wanted* this. Been aching for this dick the whole time…!”
“Nghhhaa♡ I-I nfwuhh♡ Di-Diiihhhn’t… Hahhhnk!?”
The begging, coaxing—it’s all an act… *Right*?
“You *love* getting rammed here… Say it!”
“F-Fihhhhnnee…♡ Ihhh…♡ W-Wannnhedhiiit♡! Wanted it… s-sooo bah—*diiihhhk*♡♡”
An act.
*Has* to be.
But—
“Eunchae wannnhedh♡ cock♡ Fuck meeineeehhh♡! Couldn’t… waaaait♡ Panties… all wetteeiiihh♡♡”
That hope shatters as her screams *drown* the bathroom.
“Feeeels♡ s-sohhh gooddiiihh♡♡!!”
…Right, Eunchae?
*Isn’t it?*
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