Authors: Marian Tee
“Hi.” It took a lot of effort to sound normal. At the same time, Park heard the sound of the booth door opening at his side.
The girl answered, shyly telling him her name.
But Park didn’t hear a word, not when he saw Violet quietly slipping inside his booth.
Ssh.
She placed a finger on her lips.
What the fuck are you doing here?
Park mouthed the question.
“I’m nervous,” the girl in front him was saying.
“Uhh, yeah, me, too,” Park answered without looking.
Violet rolled her eyes at his answer even as she mouthed back her answer.
Showing you how good things are between us.
An impish smile followed the words, and it was more than enough to get Park’s dick rearing up even though he still didn’t have a clue as to exactly what Violet was planning.
She took out her iPhone and showed it to Park.
He frowned at the image of the girl on the phone. Who the fuck was this?
Is she still in line?
She mouthed at him at the same time the girl in line mumbled, “Anytime you’re rea---”
Park didn’t wait for her to finish speaking, moving forward to kiss her on the cheek himself.
The girl turned into stone.
“Next!” he barked, impatient to have his line of vision clear so he could search for the girl Violet was looking for. If he did, maybe he’d figure out what all this was about.
Park’s gaze narrowed when he found his target.
Spotted her,
he mouthed at Violet.
About 6
th
in line – why?
Good. Now I want you to act normal while I do this…
Park’s jaw dropped when Violet suddenly knelt down and began crawling toward him, now completely out of sight since only the top half of the booth was made of glass. The way she moved on all fours was fucking sexy, and he was rock hard by the time she sneaked under the table and between his legs.
He froze when her hands went to the zip of his pants.
Park hastily covered the mouthpiece as a groan escaped him when Violet pulled his briefs down low enough for his dick to spring free.
“Hi, I’m---” Park slammed the window shut at the girl. “Excuse me for a moment,” he said with the microphone before switching it off again. He bent halfway done. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
She answered by pulling his head close so she could give him a quick hot kiss, her tongue darting in and out before he could react.
He growled in protest when she pulled away.
“I want you to come in my mouth.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck! Park felt like he had already come a little with those words alone.
“Are you serious?”
She smiled up at him – the smile of a girl who knew how to get her way. “Oh, yes,” Violet breathed huskily. “I want you to act normal with them and never let them on to what I’m doing. Now go back there and let them steal a little of you. I’ll have it all back later.”
He straightened.
The moment he did, Violet immediately rose on her knees and took his dick into her mouth.
He almost jerked on his seat as he opened the glass window once more. Park had to clear his throat several times before he could trust himself to speak. “I’m sorry. I was a little distracted.”
“It’s okay. What were you distracted about?”
“Aaah…” Violet was sucking him so beautifully it was nearly impossible to think. Park desperately scrambled for an answer and his gaze fell on the screen of the phone the girl was holding.
“I’m…playing…Candy Puzzle?”
Violet’s teeth grazed the head of his dick as she laughed at his answer.
His fists clenched in reaction. It was all he could do not to pull her head closer so he could start thrusting harder into her mouth.
The girl’s eyes lit up. “Oh, you mean Candy Crush?”
“Aaah…yes.” Park tried not to grunt in pleasure as Violet started massaging his balls in rhythm with the up and down motions of her mouth on his dick. Fuck, she was good.
“Can I---”
Violet licked the head of his dick.
“Kiss now.” He thrust his head forward and the girl kissed him on the cheek quickly, startled into following his order.
“Next---” Park started to shout.
Violet stopped sucking.
“---please!” And he nearly died when Violet took his dick back all the way in, swallowing his entire length this time.
Second…third…fourth…
Violet was having a hard time not to get carried away. She loved pleasing Park like this, loved the way she could see how he lost his control because of her. It was like glimpsing a side of him that was only hers and hers alone.
Fifth...
Thank God, just one more!
She started stroking him simultaneously now, massaging his balls, licking and biting so that he would edge closer and closer to an orgasm.
“Hi, Park.”
Violet stiffened for a moment in response to the husky voice that reached her ears. It was
her –
the nymphomaniac hen.
Debbie gave the gorgeous guy in front of her a megawatt smile, confident of her ability to snag him. There was never a guy she hadn’t been able to get, one way or another. The notorious Park Jin shouldn’t be any different. In fact, he was the only reason why she had traveled all the way here by bullet train.
Even in her university in Tokyo, everyone had been talking about Park Jin ever since he was featured in their school website’s Out of Town Street Fashion column. The university’s reporters had sent him messages on Facebook, begging for an interview, but it didn’t seem like he had opened it even once this year.
Everyone in her school thought Park Jin was some kind of unattainable god.
The kind of man that a girl like her deserved, Debbie had decided.
But he had a distracted look in his eyes when he looked at her. “Hi.”
Most guys would have offered their life by now just to know her name.
Yet all Park Jin did was nod back at her, looking down more frequently than he should.
Her eyes narrowed but she managed to still sound sweet as she asked, “Something the matter?”
Park was about to answer when Violet chose that precise moment to release his dick so she could slowly start sucking on his balls.
Sweet mother fucking---
“Candy Crush.” It was the only excuse he could think of.
Debbie’s smile thinned. “You’re playing Candy Crush now?”
“Uhh…”
He was looking even more distracted now.
Damn
. Why was it that there was always something wrong with the hottest-looking guys? They were either gay or taken. Or in this case –
otaku
-weird. But, Debbie reminded herself, no one back in her university would know Park Jin was this weird. All they’d see – if she managed to get him to ask her out – was that Park Jin had fallen for her charms.
Like all the other boys did.
She resumed her friendly tone. “Maybe I can give you life if you need it?”
Park’s answer was once again halted, transforming mid-way into a gasp as Violet’s mouth returned to his dick and she started flicking her tongue against the slit on the head of his dick.
Shit
.
“Do you?”
“Do I what?” He could feel his loins tightening, knew it was only a matter of time before he was going to come.
What was wrong with him, really? This had to be the most embarrassing incident of her life, with a guy actually choosing some stupid game over her. Debbie succeeded in keeping the smile in place even as she all about snarled, “Need life?”
Violet sucked hard, squeezing his dick at the base.
“Yes!” Park growled out as he came, his hips nearly pushing Violet back against the wall as he poured out his cum.
Debbie almost stepped back. He didn’t have to shout it that loud! Park Jin was such a weirdo. He was gorgeous – but he really was too weird for her.
“Okay, I’ll give you one.” As she pulled out her phone from her bag, she made another attempt at small talk as she asked, “What’s your level, by the way?”
“Ah…Level One?” It was hard to think, not when Violet’s warm mouth, her throat working to take in all his cum, was just making his body come harder and longer.
Debbie almost dropped the phone. “You’re at Level 1 and you already need life?”
Life.
Yeah, he fucking needed life after the mind-blowing orgasm Violet had just given him.
He glanced down.
She smiled up at him, her eyes twinkling in a way that had Park’s own eyes narrowing. When she had that look---
Violet crawled out of the desk and slowly got to her feet.
Debbie’s jaw dropped when she saw a girl come out from somewhere under – the same girl everyone had told her was Park’s ‘special’ friend. She watched Violet York touch the corner of her lip, and that was when Debbie noticed the drop of something white and cream-like on the other girl’s face.
Shit, was that---
“Park just died a little a while ago,” Violet said sweetly. Outside the booth, she could hear everyone staring and whispering excitedly as they took in the sight of her. “But he won’t be in need of that kind of life if you know what I mean.” She turned to Park and patted his cheek. “Right, Park?”
The vibes coming from each girl was enough to clue him in. And this early after his orgasm, Park was feeling more than mellow enough to play along with Violet. “Right.” He pulled her close, nuzzling her neck, loving the way his scent clung to her skin.
“My kiss, please,” Debbie snarled out as she slammed her bill on the counter.
Violet, arching her neck so Park could kiss her some more, pushed the bill back. “Sorry but I don’t think he’s in the mood to kiss you.” She wagged her fingers in a dismissive motion. “Better luck next time, you nymphomaniac hen.”
Park was still chuckling even as the other girl stomped off, red-faced with rage. “Nymphomaniac hen?” he echoed.
“Long story,” Violet answered as she reluctantly pulled away from his hold. She glanced at the line outside and her shoulders drooped. There were about 20 more girls waiting to kiss him on the cheek.
Park followed her gaze. “There’s no need to be jealous. I don’t fucking want them.” He caught her wrist and whirled her back so quickly into his arms it made her gasp. “I just want you.”
Violet smiled up at him, knowing how much it had cost Park to say that. “Just me?”
He nodded. “For now.”
She tried not to let that get to her. “For now.”
Chapter Sixteen
“It’s your fault, you know,” Betty murmured laughingly.
It took all of Violet’s efforts to stop glaring at the sight of Park with a nearly hysterical crowd of girls around him. And he was taking it all in, the jerk!
Violet had thought the kissing booth incident between her and Park would get everyone to back off. But if anything, it just seemed to make the unattainable Park appear even more attractive.
She glanced at Betty apologetically when she realized that her friend was still talking. “Sorry. I didn’t quite catch what you said.”
Betty laughed. “Of course you didn’t. You’re too busy being jealous.”
Violet could only smile weakly.
With their professor leaving for an emergency call, she and the rest of the class, together with those like Park who were sitting in, had unexpectedly earned a free period.
“You’ve made him human, you see,” her friend continued. “He’s more approachable now.”
“Congratulations to me, then,” she mumbled. Violet’s head dropped onto the cradle of her arms as she slumped over her desk. She closed her eyes with a sigh. Sometimes, she felt like making Park realize he was in love with her was as impossible as turning her heart into stone. Sometimes, she felt like she was simply deluding herself.
Maybe, Park wasn’t truly in love with her. Maybe he had been telling the truth when he told her he wasn’t ever going to love a girl.
Maybe it’s time to stop beating my head against a wall
, she thought.
Maybe I should just start working on making myself fall out of love---
“Violet?”
Her eyes flew open. “Park!”
He scowled. “What are you sounding so guilty for?”
He was standing against the light and right that moment, he looked very much like an angel in her eyes. The dark dye had finally washed off, and his hair was now blindingly light like a halo.
Park did look an angel – or at least he did when he wasn’t scowling like he was now.
Her lips twitched.
Park saw it. “What’s so funny?” He crossed his arms. “And are you feeling okay?” His voice was gruff.