Chapter 31 – #31. ASMR
“Then, oppa, let’s read your novel one episode at a time, just like we did before!”
Countless question marks began to appear in my head.
So… You are asking me to do my writing like I just analyzed the novel by pointing out the lines…?
“Naeun.”
“Why.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing? Are you ashamed to show off your own after saying that other people’s novels should die?”
Naeun looked at me with a pitiful expression.
But for now, I had to be patient.
To read an obscene story in front of the child I raped.
There was no crazy scene like that in my novel.
And for a writer, reading his writing with someone else was a very disgraceful task.
It’s just that my friend said, ‘Hey. Your writing was amazing.’ Even just one word of this would make you dizzy, but to read it together in my room.
Swarm. It was physiologically unreasonable.
Rather, this situation felt more like a fantasy.
“Novel World’s signature star writer. Midwinter writer.”
Naeun clearly recited my pen name, which I was proud of but ashamed of.
“Let’s get started.”
Naeun clicked the mouse with a tickling voice.
And what floated before my eyes was my first episode, which I had edited more than ten times.
It was [Kang Soo-yeon (1)].
In the novel, episode 1 could be said to be more important than any other episodes.
It had to contain elements that would attract other people’s attention at once, and information that could infer what kind of personality the main character was.
A scene where a familiar game character catches the eye. If it’s an apocalypse, it’s a ruin in the dark.
So, in context, the first scene of [I imprisoned her]…
“If my brother doesn’t want to explain it himself, I’ll just read it.”
I closed my eyes, thinking that if it was going to be revealed to her anyway, it might be better for Na-eun to read it alone.
Yeah… Just… Read only episode 1 quickly and turn it off while swearing at what kind of trash this is.
Even if you curse, I’ll watch you this time.
So please turn off the novel in front of me!!!!
“Ahhh…! Master, just a little more…!”
It wasn’t like the sound coming out of the speakers.
This is the raw voice of a living woman.
A very, very lewd and strange voice resonated in my ears.
I couldn’t help but be aware of this line.
Yep… This is…
“Do you like fucking me? You bitch.”
Naeun began to imitate Lee Jinsung’s line in a slightly lower tone.
“Na-eun! I’m really sorry! Please don’t!”
I covered her mouth and screamed desperately.
But even with her mouth covered, her voice did not stop.
“Haha! I like it! Suyeon is the owner’s number 1 bitch.”
…No. But better
Why are you so good at acting so realistically?
Do you go to some kind of voice acting academy?
Naeun was acting with all her heart, with sincere emotions.
But there was no time to admire it.
To maintain my dignity.
I had to stop her in order to prevent my suicide.
So, the method I chose was…
“Whoops!”
I put my hand that was covering her mouth into her mouth.
It might be a bit unsanitary and feel dirty, but I’m sorry. Naeun.
But this is you bad I told you not to.
Why do you have to do something you are told not to do and make it look like this?
But… Something was strange.
It was because, trying to stop her, she put her tongue between her fingers in her mouth and began to entangle my fingers fiercely.
As I thought of the warmth of her mouth and the way her tongue worked, I began to think of the day I had a relationship with her.
… Her quicksand had to stop her.
“Puha!”
When I removed her finger, a white thread was connecting my hand to Naeun’s mouth.
“You you!”
I was about to point out her behavior, but Naeun wiped her mouth with her sleeve and hit her head first.
“Brother.”
Her eyes weren’t looking at my face.
Naeun raised her index finger and pointed at my lower back.
“…Are you standing?”
At her words, I lowered her head 90 degrees and looked down at her.
And there…
There was my cock who set up a tent without being useless and honestly unable to grasp the atmosphere.
…Junior Kun. You must have been trained so that even if you only heard her voice, you would be able to hear it.
The only physical touch was her licking my finger, but my cock jerked like a puppy meeting the long-awaited Koshujin-sama.
Should I commit suicide? Fuck.
“Huh… Heh heh.”
Even thinking about it made me laugh out loud.
“Oppa. Did you get excited after reading your novel ASMR?”
Naeun’s playful voice.
“Yeah. It seems so.”
There was nothing to deny.
As a novelist, there was one phrase I often use in my novels.
It’s probably a word that often appears in other nonsense, but it’s just…
[The body does not lie.]
Iknow, right. My body was no different. Readers.
No. No matter how much it was, I didn’t do handjobs, and I was so hurt by my pride that I just bitten a finger in my mouth.
I managed to get the scab off somehow, but my body still didn’t seem to have developed immunity to the woman’s body at all.
Naeun squatted down in front of me as if my cock was cute.
“Oppa, then, do you work in this state every time you write your novel?”
“…Sometimes?”
This was probably a question that many people might wonder about.
Does a novelist really feel sexual excitement when he writes a novel?
I can’t conclude that everyone is like that, but I was yes.
The reason for the existence of erotic stories was to make people grip their cocks.
And in order to achieve that series of goals, the writers had to artificially create a situation and insert lines that amplify the atmosphere.
If I don’t like my writing that was made like that, who will look at my writing and say it’s me?
“Then, if you feel like your pants are about to burst…”
Naeun raised her index finger.
“What should I do?”
Tok.
She pushed my glans back with her finger.
Intense stimulation rushed to the lower body.
Ah… Naeun…
You shouldn’t have written a contract.
Without hesitation, I untied my pants.
My swollen cock was still interfering with my pants going down, but I didn’t care and pulled them down.
“…Brother?”
Naeun’s embarrassed voice.
“Naeun.”
“…Let’s talk in pants.”
One step. Two steps.
As her I approached her, Naeun began to back away like her docile sheep before being eaten by her wolf.
But this is in a cramped room.
The places she could escape to were too limited.
After taking less than five steps, her back hit her window.
“…He said he was curious about how I deal with my sexuality while writing.”
“…Heeep!”
I slowly leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“Originally.”
I put my hand inside her panties and thrust my cock in front of her.
At her touch, the pillar that seemed to be angry pricked her around the navel.
“Did I rub myself like this?”
I took her hand and forced her cock into my hand.
Her little hand and my hand overlapped and slowly began to make a reciprocating motion.
Naeun’s pupils were trembling in her eyes.
“But… I’m going to use you from today.”
“You’re using me…? Hehe!”
“Yeah. You agreed too. About me being responsible for you until the end like the main character in a novel.”
Every time Naeun wiggled her hand, my cock started to throb, as if it wanted more and more stimulation.
“Then…Then my brother is responsible for me. Why are you trying to make me do strange things?”
“This is the main character in the novel. It’s Lee Jin-sung’s way.”
“…Don’t be ridiculous. Hehe! Take responsibility, so where is the crazy guy who wants to do dirty things again!”
I squeezed her cock with one hand while I gripped her breasts with the other.
“Ah… It hurts!”
“Na Eun-ah. How many sane characters do you think there are among the main characters in the novel?”
I continued the story while massaging her moderately swollen breasts.
“Zero. There is no one.
I told her with a smile like the final darkness in her novel.
“It makes you think.”
There was no chance that a protagonist who thinks rationally could become a protagonist of vulgar stories.
Even if there are guys who rationally make plans to fuck and eat, in the end guys whose conscience and morals are swallowed up by their dicks.
Those were the main characters in the night story.
I definitely expected that he would go black if I said this, but Naeun made a very subtle expression.
“…Then brother.”
“Huh?”
“If my brother puts this thing I’m holding in my hand into my mouth…”
Maybe it’s because she’s been victimized so many times already, she seemed to be able to predict what I would do to her.
“Am I sucking your brother’s brain?”
…Is the conclusion that good?
Her erratic answer made me feel my cock tingle slightly.
