170 - I Unknowingly Rejected My Favorite

EP.170 #170. Master "Do... Doah...?" What on earth is this new prank? In the pitch-black darkness. The other end of the loosely hanging string didn't end on the blanket or the floor. If I'm seeing this correctly... "...Oppa." A small voice mixed with her breath. Her slender fingers gently ran from the top of my cheek to the bottom. "What... what exactly is this supposed to be?" Her call, shy yet trembling, evoked a sense of fragility and longing. "Today." "Mm." "Just do whatever you want, Oppa." "Whatever I want?" "Yes. I... I prepared myself for it today." I couldn't understand the context at all as I slowly reached my hand toward the end of the string. Material that was neither too soft nor too hard. I realized what Doah had wrapped around her neck and forgot how to think. Hesitantly, my hand reached downward. "...Ugh." Doah flinched at my touch. Realizing that I had accidentally brushed against her erect nipple, I was left speechless. Doah wasn't wearing any clothes at all. "No... hey... Do... Doah... why..." "Because you." She took a moment to steady her breath, then turned her head quickly as if suppressing her embarrassment. "You secretly watch those things." I immediately figured out what she was referring to. I thought I got away with it at that time. But she'd held onto it in her heart. Even though I had just finished reading it, the prick of conscience came with it, making me think now was the time for a little lie. "No, I'm not watching those! It was just Yoonjae." "I saw the purchase history." ...Even though I never showed it to her, when did she see that? It was too late to make excuses. If she'd seen the evidence, then denying it was pointless. "No, Doah. I just looked out of curiosity. It doesn’t mean I actually like those things..." "Curiosity is the problem!" Her scolding struck me like lightning. "No! Why would you watch those when I'm here! Is it because I don't have a body like those illustrations?" "No... of course not... and it's not like there were that many pictures." "So, you watched because you're more interested in the content, didn't you! Since I don't do things like that!" Doah collided against me like a body check. It caused me to lose balance and fall onto the bed. "...Han Tae-min." The string of the necklace wrapped around her neck tickled mine. "...Yeah." "Don't watch those things." The characteristic sulky voice of her grumbling reached my ears. "I won't." "It's okay to do those things to me. Really." "No, no. I just won't watch those." "Unni told me everything... If I don't do it, you'll end up watching them alone in secret..." Knowing quite well about Doah's circle of friends, I was curious about which sister had filled her head with such twisted knowledge. It was likely those friends from their gaming clan or Clover. "But... Doah." I was also a man. There was a limit to pretending to stay calm and gentlemanly. To be honest, I’ve been dying to turn on the lights since a while ago. My girlfriend, naked with a collar around her neck, Luka-ssang. In the highest resolution. I wanted to confirm her love with my own two eyes. "Huh?" "Did you... read that novel?" Judging by the items she prepared, it was evident she must've seen something. Even if she read a spicy novel, she wouldn't usually think of bringing something like that. "...Yes, I did." "So knowing what I might want to do... you’re still doing this...?" I could feel the trembling of her body vividly. "...I don't know. But I’m okay with it." The scent of floral shampoo tickled my nose. She must have showered before I came. "I love you, Oppa." How could she use such sweet words to urge bad acts? I thought about just hugging her and having a normal relationship, but soon changed my mind. I needed to understand why she was doing this. My short deliberation led to the conclusion of 'insecurity.' By me reading such novels. Doah must have felt insecure about not being enough. If so, the clearest way to resolve that insecurity was... The hand caressing her back slowly moved downward. What I grasped was her soft, milky bottom. A surprised, naughty gasp escaped Doah's lips. "...Can you call me Master?" Who knew a short acting lesson would be put to use like this. I had become someone who could utter words I didn't mean with a straight face. "...Yes. I mean, yes." "Raise your hips." Regardless of advocating the novel's storyline, I had no intention of engaging in excessively violent acts. Slapping her face or stepping on her breasts. I couldn't dare do such things to my beloved girlfriend. Instead, a touch of minimal humiliation. That might be acceptable. "Spread your legs." Like a doll, Doah began to spread her cleft according to my command. It's been a while since my lower half swelled. But now, I had to maintain patience and keep acting a bit longer. "More." - Slide. Only the sound of the duvet moving erased the silence. Face buried in the floor, Doah spread her legs like a puppy. I questioned whether this was right, yet curiosity within me screamed to issue her the next command. "Want to... feel me inside?" "...Yes."