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The way Jeonghan stumbled out of the room while hastily trying to adjust her skirt did not make for an elegant sight.
She hadn't even been given the dignity to finish dressing before she was told to get the fuck out.
Jeonghan tsked, unfolding the panties she held in her hand. Quickly pulled them on, careful her heels didn't get stuck in the material.
Had just put them on when she lifted her gaze and met the eyes of a beautiful, blushing woman. Her expression was delightfully naive and sweet.
Jeonghan had forgotten her name. Hae-something. A pretty girl. All dainty and lovely, with the innocence to match the cute pyjamas she was wearing.
It was late at night, Jeonghan had been at the club with the son of a wealthy family. Had been a pretty little thing on his arm and on his lap. Played her role well.
Had moaned like a bitch in heat, making sure everyone in the penthouse could hear her - including the poor girl standing in front of her now.
Jeonghan would have felt guilty if this wasn't in her job description;
Emphasising what a stallion the male lead was. For everyone to know he could fuck a woman well.
Even if he was painfully selfish. Only cared about his own orgasm. Aside from having a big dick, lots of money, and good looks, there really wasn't much else to be impressed by.
"Are you going home this late?"
Jeonghan almost chuckled at the concern in the woman's words. The genuine kindness in her wide eyes.
These women were always sweethearts who wouldn't hurt a fly. Who would even smile to their bully and tormentor. They would act gentle even towards their love rivals.
"I'll be fine." Jeonghan shrugged, but spared her a kind, tired smile. Had to pretend cum wasn't dripping out of her hole and adding onto the already soaked mess.
Despite being bad and selfish at fucking, he was still a male lead and a male lead will make any woman wet. Biology, Jeonghan supposed. She could be bored out of her mind, but her pussy would become drenched as long as the male lead decided he wanted to fuck her.
"Are you sure?" The female lead wasn't convinced. Jeonghan had to resist tsking, wondering how all these pampered guys kept getting such cute and sweet love interests.
"Yes," Jeonghan assured.
At least they always turned into big simps. The ultimate wife guys. The bare minimum really, but it was a bare minimum Jeonghan envied.
She twirled the diamond encrusted bracelet around he wrist. Placed there by the male lead earlier in the evening. Something Jeonghan could sell for a small fortune.
Most of these male leads loved adorning their conquests with jewellery, which Jeonghan thanked the heavens for. It gave her the little extra money she needed to live a pretty decent life. Working as an extra in someone else's love story did not pay an hourly rate.
She didn't even have time for a proper day job, not with the schedules she was running aka making sure to always be available should a male lead desire her or want for her to drop by one of big, exclusive parties being thrown once or twice a week.
After all, playing a gold digger was hard work. Especially when she was currently doing two at once. It had happened before, although it was a rare occurrence.
At least the other guy was good in bed. Jeonghan hadn't needed to fake it with him. Made it all a little better; being able to get off and get some pretty jewellery she could keep or sell.
"I- I don't think you should walk alone at night. He's terrible for not sending you home, I-"
"He got me a cab." Jeonghan glanced at the nervous woman. So soft and vulnerable. So adorable. "It should be here soon."
"Oh."
Jeonghan could see the surprise in her eyes, the small 'maybe he is better than I thought' realisation. It wouldn't be long until they they got closer and then Jeonghan would be forced out of the picture. Maybe she would return as a cameo at a party, flirting with the male lead and he will reject her harshly, but not until the female lead has seen them interact and misunderstood it all for some drama.
Sharing one last glance at the female lead, Jeonghan walked out of the fancy penthouse apartment. Felt a twinge in her heart, wished she could live in a place like this even if it was due to silly plot device reasons. If Jeonghan remembered correctly, this female lead had to live at his place because he was the reason her landlord had evicted her. How? Jeonghan wasn't too sure. Nor did she care.
Jeonghan hadn't lied about the cab. The male leads were always 'secretly good guys' and he had indeed called and paid for a one. She got home safe in the dead of the night, her legs sore due to her high heels and her pussy was hurting (and not in the good way).
Why were these guys always so ridiculously big? It would be fine if he knew how to use it, but he was just lazily fucking her with zero foreplay or anything.
It made her feel gross and used.
Jeonghan twirled the bracelet, watching the elevator number going up.
It was an okay apartment building. Definitely far better than some of the other places she had lived. A little cramped, due to sharing it with two friends, but-
Jeonghan walked out of the elevator, wearing relieved smile when she reached the apartment door. Unlocked it quietly, took off her heels before she entered. Was quiet as a mouse as to not wake up her room mates, but when she closed the door she noticed the flickering light in the living room and heard the low sound of the tv.
Found both her room-mates on the couch, one seated and the other sleeping with her head on soft thighs.
Cute.
Jeonghan approached, a smile on her lips. "Kwannie, why are you awake?" She spoke quietly, hoping to not wake Seokmin.
Seungkwan blinked, eyes heavy and tired. "Was worried."
"I told you I would be late. I had a party and bed scene today."
It was what the three called it. Scenes. These moments they noticed which seemed scripted. Predetermined. Repetitive.
Three actresses who kept repeating the same roles, even if the leads changed.
It was how the trio had found each other. Jeonghan had noticed a pattern and hesitantly posted about it on a forum. Had been ridiculed and laughed at, but two people had reached out with familiar stories.
Different roles and scripts, but the same pattern.
Seungkwan and Seokmin.
"Didn't you say you have a scene tomorrow? Shouldn't you be resting?" Jeonghan murmed sweetly, reaching out to pat Seungkwan on top of her head. Gently scraping the scalp with her nails like she was petting a cat.
Jeonghan's role was about night life. She was up late and slept late. Seungkwan's schedule consisted of day time scenes and early evenings.
"Yeah but..." Seungkwan's lips twisted. Her eyes full of disgust. There was no secret Seungkwan was horrified by Jeonghan's role. Constantly treated like an object and ridiculed for being a vapid gold digger. The personal little cumbucket for selfish male leads.
"I'll be fine." Jeonghan herself honestly didn't hate her role too much. If anything she was happy she wasn't stuck in Seokmin's role.
To always get your heart broken?
Yeah, no. Jeonghan never fell for these guys, most of them couldn't even satisfy her in bed. The only part she didn't like about her role were the parties. So many people, so much noise. It was exhausting, but the parties were only once or twice a week at most and the other days she could spend lazing around until she felt the 'Tug'.
AKA
A thought and urge implanted in her mind which didn't feel like it was her own.
The trio theorised it being The Plot giving them their assignment. It could make them say things or do things they didn't mean. Jeonghan usually had a lot of freedom, except she could not refuse a party invitation nor could she ever reject her assigned male lead.
Meanwhile Seungkwan's scenes were always intense and over the top, with lots of forced dialogue. A detailed Script.
"You need to sleep, Kwannie," Jeonghan murmured.
"It's fine." Seungkwan yawned as she talked, eyes tearing up with sleepiness. "It's probably just going to be some yelling and a small slap. These female leads never pack a punch."
After years of friendship, these nicknames became natural to them as they slowly understood this strange world they lived in.
"Mm, Hannie unnie?" Seokmin's voice was rough, full of sleep. Her hair a mess as she sat up. "All okay?"
Jeonghan's heart melted; she had such two wonderful people in her life. "My pussy is sore and full of cum, but I'm fine," her tone light.
"I hate this guy," Seungkwan mumbled. "Can't even fuck right."
Seokmin huffed. "You know how it is, as soon as he's with the female lead he will be making love and he will feel like he had never truly experienced sex before this," Seokmin snarkily replied, never missing a beat even while barely awake.
Jeonghan snorted. Flicked Seokmin affectionately on the head. "Go to bed, both of you. I need a shower."
Both mumbled "yes, unnie" and the two shuffled the same bedroom. They only had two. All three used both interchangably. Seemed they were giving Jeonghan the quiet she would need after such a long night.
Jeonghan loved them with all of her heart.
With warmth heavy in her chest, Jeonghan happily showered and got clean. Felt much better as she stepped out and dressed herself in sleep wear. Sank into the fresh sheets on the bed, blessing whoever had changed them. Was about to sleep when she felt a Tug.
Her eyes opened.
Right.
With a sigh she reached for her phone. Saw the message from hours ago. Had ignored it, knowing her current scene took precedent.
The message was related to the second Plot she was entangled it. It was in the very beginning stages, they had fucked and interacted a few times. It would surely pick up soon, with her part in the other Plot closer to its conclusion.
She quickly replied. Felt the heavy unease from a Tug disappear. Could finally sleep.
-
By the time Jeonghan woke up it was well past noon. Both her friends were out, but Seokmin had left breakfast for her in the fridge.
Unsurprisingly Seungkwan came home first. It was a Saturday, so Seokmin was on a date with her assigned male lead.
"Oh." Jeonghan blinked, looking at Seungkwan. "Was your scheme really that bad?" Seungkwan's role was cruel and vindictive. A bully. The current Plot had her acting as the 'bitchy' woman trying to steal the male lead from the sweet female lead.
Seungkwan grunted. "Let me wash off. I'll tell you what happened."
Jeonghan nodded, a hint of worry in her heart.
At least it was just a salad, but the dressing clung to Seungkwan's pretty white blouse and her usually perfectly neat hair.
Fifteen minutes later Seungkwan emerged, freshly showered and wearing oversized, comfortable clothing. She sat next to Jeonghan, leaning against her and burying her face in Jeonghan's chest. Seeking comfort.
Jeonghan hugged her tight, stroking the back lovingly.
"It was bad," Seungkwan admitted. "I deserved it." She inhaled. "I overheard yesterday that they were doing a cute little lunch date today, so of course the Tug made me crash it." Seungkwan sniffled. Buried her face deeper between Jeonghan's clothed breasts. "I went there and very loudly said 'oh, so sleeping with your mentor wasn't enough? You're trying to fuck the boss too? You slut!'"
Seungkwan's plot involved an office romance. A cute new coworker. A hot new team leader. 'The mentor' was the second male lead. Seungkwan had been working at the place for a year already, and it had been undisturbed until these new people joined one by one.
"Ouch. So she dumped her salad on you?"
"No. The male lead did. The female lead just cried. She looked so hurt, Hannie." Seungkwan was full on sobbing, shaking in Jeonghan's arms. "And I'll have to find a new job. I really liked it there. I really thought The Plot would leave my workplace alone for once."
It had been a long one. Seungkwan's Plots always ran long. One time it had even lasted for a year.
"At least you'll get some quiet time now," Jeonghan reminded. Maybe it was a mercy from The Plot. Seungkwan and Seokmin would usually get a few months of peace after their roles ended, since their Plots were so long.
Jeonghan was lucky if she got a week or two before there was a new male lead she had to open her legs for. In return, she had plenty of freedom as long as the male lead wasn't asking for her attention.
"Yeah," Seungkwan sniffled. Was getting Jeonghan's shirt wet with tears and snot. Jeonghan carded her hand through the long hair, massaged the scalp gently. "Unnie, I hate degrading other women like this."
"I know, baby," Jeonghan murmured lovingly. "But it's okay. We know it isn't you."
Seungkwan said nothing. Kept herself glued to Jeonghan until the door opened and Seokmin returned home.
Surprisingly early.
Seokmin must have seen the question in Jeonghan's eyes. "He got called away for business while we were at the amusement park."
Ah.
Seokmin glanced at Seungkwan.
Seungkwan who had sat up when the door opened and looked puffy eyed, but was mostly fine now.
"It was the last part as you suspected?" Seokmin asked softly.
Seungkwan nodded.
"Good, you deserve a break. Now scoot over, I wanna sit too."
Soon all three were on the two seater couch, Jeonghan sat side ways, throwing her legs over their laps.
"How long do you think I'll have this role?" Jeonghan questioned, giggling when Seokmin tickled her feet.
"What do you mean?" Seokmin asked, her hand moving to Jeonghan's ankle, resting there.
"Well, I'm not getting younger. There's only so long hot young chaebols are going to want to fuck me." Jeonghan had turned 29 just a month ago.
"Unnie, there are bachelor chaebols in their 30s too. I think you'll be stuck a long time," Seungkwan pointed out. "And I think I'm never getting a new one. 'Evil' women who sabotage for female leads come in all ages."
"Yeah, and I'll keep being the unintended beard for at least a few decades more," Seokmin quietly added, a hint of melancholy in her voice.
Jeonghan's heart ached in sympathy. Jeonghan and Seungkwan were in the drama romance genre, both playing side characters meant to make the female leads feel insecure.
Meanwhile Seokmin was in BL romance, playing the unwitting girlfriend of a man in denial of his sexuality. She played as vital part of their realisation of their sexuality.
Seokmin was such a perfect girlfriend and yet her personality is what made these male leads realise why they were not into women;
How could they not fall in love with someone so loving? So full of affection?
And everytime she dated, the Plot forced her to truly fall in love, even if she knew the truth.
"Honestly so glad he was called away on business," Seokmin sighed. "He's fun and sweet and gentle, but it's so awkward to act lovey dovey in public when I know he deep down wishes he wasn't stuck with me."
Because of these Plots, Seungkwan and Jeonghan had witnessed Seokmin break down multiple times. Crying because she felt she was unlovable. Undesirable. Her roles forcing her to go through heartbreak after heartbreak. It understandably was messing with her self esteem.
"I'm so looking forward to getting dicked down when this Plot ends, but man," Seokmin sighed dramatically. "I think I already met my next target."
"What?" Seungkwan whipped her head to the side.
Jeonghan was just as surprised. "How will that work? You're supposed to be a loyal and perfect girlfriend."
"Well, I don't know how else to explain it?" Seokmin's lips were pursed. "When I was heading home I ran into a guy and I felt that Tug, you know. Just a first meeting thing? Probably in some months we'll meet again and it starts."
"Oh, like that." Seungkwan nodded. "If I had two Plots running at once I would lose it. I don't know how unnie manages."
"Mine are easy." Jeonghan shrugged. "Just gotta be pretty and spread my legs. Be one of the many girls these womanising chaebols fuck." Hell, even three or four Plots at once would be manageable. "One of them is ending soon. The female lead is living at his place, so soon he'll stop bringing women home." The rest of the plot Jeonghan wasn't privy too nor did she care. Sometimes she saw their marriage news online, but after several years these Plots and people blended together.
Names just did not stick any more.
Well, except for the ones who actually fucked her well or stood out in some way which made them memorable to her even after years had passed.
"Unnie, you're heading to another party tonight, right?" Seungkwan asked.
"Mm, meeting the other one. The one who knows how to use his dick."
"I hope they'll let you rest for a few days after this, you look exhausted," Seungkwan mumbled sweetly.
"That's unnie's default look, be nice Kwannie," Seokmin quickly said, grinning wildly.
Jeonghan huffed, pretended to be offended. Relaxed while her friends bickered, tension leaving her body.
-
The party was at full swing when Jeonghan arrived. Being full of rich people, these parties were usually at exclusive clubs. Normally it would be hard for someone like Jeonghan to walk in, but The Plot made it easy. The bouncer had taken one long look at her body, then let her in.
The music was loud. The lights were flashing in various colours. The floor full of drunk people dancing.
Jeonghan walked past them, her eyes on the stairs leading the VIP lounges. Already knew where to go.
Room three.
Jeonghan took a moment to inhale deeply. Mentally preparing herself for her role.
Inside were ten or so people.
The male lead's friend group and some pretty women. It was a little quieter than in the rest of the club, something Jeonghan appreciated. The tables had several opened wine and champagne bottles. Everyone seemed in good mood, if the laughter and flushed cheeks were any indicator.
It was easy to find her assigned male lead.
Hong Joshua.
The only heir of the Hong family. His parents owned several hospitals and were renowned surgeons. Meanwhile their son had dropped out of college and been partying ever since.
Cliché as hell.
Jeonghan had lost count of how many similar stories she had encountered. These men were all the same in the end.
Currently Hong Joshua was in a liplock with a pretty woman. His long fingers curled around the nape.
When Jeonghan saw or met the other women these guys messed around with, she couldn't help but wonder if they were typecasted into a role too. If they were stuck in a repetitive cycle just like her.
Or did they have autonomy?
Did they choose to be here, without Tugs forcing them?
Jeonghan often found herself wanting to ask, but knew she would be regarded as a crazy person if they had no clue what she was talking about.
But she still dreamed and wondered.
Envied the possibility of them being here on their own volition.
Jeonghan internally sighed. Wished she could just sit at the end and melt into the background. Quietly nurse a drink.
But.
The Tug.
Jeonghan's jaw stiffened. Her role demanded she take up space and make herself known.
A party girl.
A gold digger.
A slut.
The juxtaposition of the innocent female lead.
Jeonghan firmly walked towards where Hong Joshua sat. The room was filled with laughter and chatting, but her heels hitting the floor was surprisingly loud. She saw the way Joshua became aware, pulling away from the pretty woman. His flushed cheeks. The sparkling eyes. An almost bored and lazy expression on his face.
Seeing Jeonghan, his pink lips slowly spread wide and he leaned away from the woman next to him. "Jeonghan, you're finally here. Come sit." He patted his thighs expectantly. Had seemingly forgotten about the woman he had just been sucking faces with.
Jeonghan would feel bad for the pretty woman bring ignored, but it was how The Plot went. Jeonghan's role was important, a device to characterise the male lead and to further the romance between the future couple. Jeonghan had gotten used to it over the years.
"Why are you hesitating?" Joshua's voice had a tinge of impatience. His cutely shaped lips pulled into a thin line.
"Sorry," Jeonghan giggled. Upped her 'vapidness'. "You look so handsome, I got a little distracted." She fluttered her eyelashes, putting on her most charming smile.
The corners of Joshua's lips curled endearingly, the skin next to his eyes crinkling attractively. "Is that so?" He chuckled, reaching out to grab Jeonghan by the hips and pull her onto his lap.
Jeonghan let out a squeak, quickly grabbing Joshua's thick shoulders and keeping her legs closed to not accidentally flash her underwear. She was sat sideway on his lap, the dress riding up on her thighs. Maybe choosing a tight little black dress when she knew how Joshua liked to pull her onto his lap wasn't one of her brightest decisions.
Though in her defence, they had only met a few times. They had only fucked twice.
And Jeonghan had been a little more focused on her other plot.
"Where's your mind, doll?" Joshua had a naturally sweet and soothing voice. Pleasant to the ears. "Focus on me." A warm hand squeezed Jeonghan's exposed thigh.
"Sorry," Jeonghan giggled again. Shivered pleasantly from the fingers drawing traces on her sensitive thigh.
"Want a drink?" Joshua asked. His thick neck was slightly craned to look up at her, showing his prominent adam's apple.
"Yes, please." Jeonghan didn't want to be fully sober, not when she could smell the alcohol on Joshua's breath.
Joshua nodded and leaned back, turning his head. "Toss me one of the beer cans," he said loud enough for everyone to hear.
Jeonghan followed his gaze. Saw one of Joshua's friends reach into a cooling bag and pull out a can. The can got sent to them through multiple people until it reached Jeonghan.
She quirked an eyebrow, but accepted it. Easily cracked it open.
"They don't have this brand here, so my friend snuck it in," Joshua said sheepishly.
'Snuck in' a big ass bag? Sure.
But she didn't care. Was happy to drink from something unopened. Honestly she even preferred beers, but at these places it would always be fancy drinks, wine, and champagne.
Jeonghan tilted her head back and drank heartily, wanting to feel the familiar buzz as soon as possible. Wanted to be on the same level as Joshua. It was never fun to be fucked by someone noticeably drunker than yourself.
"Slow down, baby girl," Joshua murmured, his eyes crinkling in amusement. "What's the rush?"
"You're ahead." Jeonghan fake pouted. Licked an escaped drop of beer from the corner of her mouth. Saw Joshua's eyes following the movement. "It's no fun being the only sober one," she purposefully whined. Moved her hands to cup his cheeks, felt the hotness on her fingertips.
"We have all night, baby." Joshua laughed. "I'll stop drinking for a bit. I'll let you catch up, how's that?"
They did have 'all night'. It was barely 10pm and these people could easily drink until the next morning. Jeonghan pushed away her tiredness, instead putting on a bright expression. "Okay." Made her voice sweeter. More high pitched.
"Hey, Josh! How did the family dinner go? Are mommy and daddy done being angry?"
Joshua leaned back, turning his head to the friend talking to him.
Jeonghan tuned them out, focusing on her drink. Felt her body relax, feeling comfortably warm due to Joshua's body heat and she was enjoying the thumb gently stroking her inner thigh. Her shoulders sank down, her breathing was even and deep.
Found herself admiring Joshua's face. He was stupidly good looking like all male leads were, but she particularly enjoyed how surprisingly cute his lips were and how strong the nose was.
Jeonghan already knew intimately how good that nose felt.
A waiter had entered the room, leaving a bunch of drinks and Jeonghan had been handed one of them by the woman Joshua had been making out with earlier. A small exhange, but Jeonghan had been grateful for the kind smile she received from her and the somewhat quiet camaraderie between them; they both knew they were nothing more than pretty accessories to these rich, spoiled men.
The drink packed a punch. It was sweet, but it got to her head immediately and Jeonghan knew she had to slow down. Had shook her head when someone tried to hand her a shot glass, but had accepted another beer can from Joshua.
Was drinking it slowly, cheeks burning red from both the alcohol and the hand which had been sliding closer and closer to her panties. Of course, it being the male lead doing this, her pussy was wet and swollen.
Probably she even looked as affected as she felt, which meant she was doing her role perfectly; showcasing to everyone what a sex god the male lead was.
Jeonghan wrapped her arms around the shoulders, leaning in closer to feel more secure. It caught Joshua's attention, his gaze meeting hers. A smirk grew on the pretty lips, his eyes twinkling. He was flushed. Red even to his big ears. Joshua had a low alcohol tolerance.
It was a fairly common trope for male leads.
"Joshua," Jeonghan whined softly, leaning down. "I want attention." She knew from the way she was leaning that her cleavage would be more noticeable. Saw Joshua's eyes flicker down momentarily before looking back up at her face.
"You bored, baby?" Joshua's hand slid even further in, the fingertips ghosting over the panties. His other hand was on her lower back.
"Yes," Jeonghan said truthfully. Being whiny or attention-seeking was part of her character, so she didn't mind being shameless. "Can't we go back to yours?" She suggested sweetly. "I want you."
Joshua's eyes darkened and he didn't reply, but he grabbed her by the nape and pulled her into a hungry kiss. Pushed his tongue in deep and ravaged her mouth, his fingers pressing almost painfully into her thin neck.
Jeonghan loved it. Moaned softly into the mouth and involuntarily bucked her hips towards the hand lightly touching her through the panties.
"Yeah, let's go," Joshua said hoarsely when he pulled away. "I just gotta say bye to the guys first."
-
Half an hour later, after some making out in the backseat of a cab while the driver glared at them through the rearview mirror, the two were in Joshua's apartment.
In Joshua's bed.
Both still dressed, although Jeonghan's panties had been taken off and the dress was pulled up to her stomach.
A mouth was on hers, swallowing all her moans while two thick and long fingers worked in and out of her at a steady pace.
Jeonghan could hear how loudly her pussy squelched. Swore it was louder than usual because Joshua was too fucking good at fingering.
Not only was he blessed with the sexiest hands Jeonghan had ever seen - with fingers which were both big and pretty - he also knew how to use them.
Not many of the male leads cared much about fingering, instead preferring to just shove their cocks inside and finish quickly.
But Hong Joshua was different.
She never had to fake her enjoyment with him.
"Please," Jeonghan mumbled against the lips, opening her eyes to meet Joshua's gaze. Tears nearly falling from how roughly the fingers moved.
"Please what?" Joshua asked back, his warm breath brushing against Jeonghan's face.
"I want- More. Need more."
Joshua tsked. Kept the pace of his fingers, reaching deep with every firm slam of his hand. "So greedy," he teased. He was hovering above Jeonghan, his white shirt partly undone. Revealing the impressive and soft looking pecs. His pretty, brown nipples.
Jeonghan was desperately holding onto the shoulders, her thighs shaking.
Was getting so close, her stomach tingling. Was going to-
"No!" Jeonghan whined loudly, glaring up at Joshua. Her hole was throbbing around air.
Joshua looked smug. His teeth showing. "I just wanna get you undressed, baby girl. Don't be so impatient."
Joshua knew how to fuck, but he was also a cruel tease. Jeonghan sobbed, her nails digging through the material of the shirt.
"Work with me, baby," Joshua spoke gently, his hands on the bottom of the tight dress.
With a huff Jeonghan sat up long enough to pull it off. Fell back on the soft bed with a sigh, completely naked.
"You must be allergic to bras," Joshua noted. "I don't think I've ever seen you wear one." His big hands grabbed both of Jeonghan's breasts, squeezing them carefully. It made Jeonghan feel an ounce of shame, noting how small her tits were.
Especially in his hands.
"They're a hassle," Jeonghan said with disinterest. Her pussy was still swollen and wet, the orgasm she was denied still messing with her. "Joshua... You promised." She pleaded.
A snort. "I didn't promise anything."
Oh. Guess he hadn't. Jeonghan pouted anyways. Used her big, wet eyes to plead.
But Joshua was unmovable. He laughed sweetly before dipping down to kiss her slowly and deeply.
But he didn't stay long. Started peppering brief kisses on her jaw, neck, between her boobs.
Jeonghan gasped. Knowing where this was going. Couldn't quell the excitement;
It was rare for men to go down on her, seeing as most male leads are selfish until the female lead changes them for the better. The random men she hooked up with outside of Plots are- Well, they're just looking for a quick fuck.
"It's cute how excited you get," Joshua murmured, tickling her lower stomach with his breath. "Your lover yesterday didn't fuck you well?" Joshua's gaze was intense, staring up at her with dark eyes.
Maybe if Jeonghan's character wasn't meant to be a 'whore' she would have felt panic or shame. She knew yesterday's male lead had left a few undeniable marks on her body. "He's not as good as you," she said plainly.
Not even worthy enough to bother calling him by his name.
Joshua quirked an eyebrow. "I bet you say that everyone."
She did because The Plot would force her to, but... "I mean it." And she did. Jeonghan had been fucked by plenty, and though some were good, no one had made her genuinely scream the way she had with Joshua.
Joshua's lips twitched. "You know how to flatter a guy." His eyes sparkled prettily, big and beautiful. "Let me return the favour."
Jeonghan instantly keened when the soft, pink lips touched her folds. Tears springing to her eyes, legs instinctively trying to close but Joshua had her pinned down securely. A warm, thick tongue licked between the folds. Languidly slow, touching her clit.
"Josh- Shua-"
A small, amused hum. The tongue slowly licking up and down between then folds. Jeonghan was whimpering pathetically every time it touched her sensitive clit, was not prepared for the fingers pushing into her again.
The fingers immediately went for a steady rhythm. Not slow, but not particularly fast. A little rough, the fingers parted to stretch the pussy wider.
Jeonghan would be embarrassed of how loud she was if she wasn't used to it, but with Joshua she genuinely couldn't control her sounds. Was whimpering and letting out moans, her toes curling and her fingers desperately tugging Joshua's hair.
Her eyes squeezed shut tight, tears streaming down her temples. It felt as if her body was on fire, the gentle buzz of the alcohol lingering in her body and the heavy desire coursing through her veins creating a dizzying cocktail.
Joshua's lips were maddeningly soft thanks to his seemingly addiction to lip balms. The movement of his tongue was confident and firm, driving Jeonghan crazy with lust. With the fingers fucking her steadily and the tongue rubbing her clit it was only a matter of time before she would orgasm.
And when Joshua sucked Jeonghan's fat, dripping folds into his mouth, she was a goner.
She might even have screamed as she came, trashing and shaking under the warm, heavy body. She was torn between trying to rock onto the thick fingers and trying crawl away from them, not knowing if she wanted more or if it was too much.
A warmth pressed her down on the bed. Comfortable and broad. Heavy, but not suffocating. Slowly Jeonghan felt her body calm down, her mind sort itself. Her breathing becoming even. She opened eyes, the wet eyelashes clinging to her skin.
"Feeling good?" The hint of alcohol still painted Joshua's cheeks and ears red, but his eyes were clear and dark. A sense of smugness in his smile.
"Yes," Jeonghan said truthfully.
"And ready for more?"
Jeonghan felt her hole flutter, swearing more juices leaked out. "Definitely." She longed to be filled. Feeling devastatingly empty.
"Good." Joshua was grinning. Slowly fully undressed. Revealing the long, thick length between his legs. All male leads were well endowed, but Jeonghan never got used to it.
She particularly liked Joshua's cock. Had had it in her mouth once, got to intimately feel and touch it. Just like the man himself, the cock was pretty. Flushed red and with several thick veins running along the length.
Honestly, Jeonghan knew she was just biased. All male leads were perfectly sculpted, but because Joshua was actually a good lover... Well, Jeonghan may be viewing him with rose tinted glasses.
Good dick will do that to a person.
Jeonghan squeaked when hands grabbed her and pulled her up. Found herself seated on his lap. Face to face with Joshua. He seemed focused, looking between their bodies. One arm around Jeonghan's waist, lifting her up ever so slightly.
"Uh, I don't think I have the energy to move much," Jeonghan said hesitantly. Her thighs burned from how much they had been shaking earlier. She felt weak all over.
"Not expecting you to," Joshua simply said. Had a hand between them, fingers wrapped around his cock. "Just be a good doll for me."
Jeonghan hated how such a stupid line got her stomach bubbling with arousal, she blamed it on the male lead aura. The Plot was always to blame.
It was infuraiting how easily Joshua lifted her and impaled her on his dick. Her hands held the shoulders in desperation, a half scream tearing from her throat. So big. Despite the mind blowing orgasm and the fingers stretching her wide earlier, she still felt her pussy having to stretch to accommodate him.
"So loose," Joshua murmured, hugging Jeonghan close. Cheek to cheek, his hot breath tickling her ear. The length was all the way inside her, filling her to the brim. "And so loud, I'm going to get another noise complaint." He sounded smug.
"Oh?"
"Someone new moved in last week," Joshua explained, all the while placing his hands on Jeonghan's hips and getting a secure grip. "She seems like a prude and a stick in the mud, complained about us keeping her up until late at night when she had work the day after." It was all said in a casual, amused tone, as if he wasn't balls deep inside Jeonghan. "She's just jealous we are having fun."
"Oh."
What a familiar tune...
So this was Jeonghan's role in this particular Plot. She was indirectly the reason the female lead and male lead started interacting. Disgruntled female lead and the neighbour to a playboy who keeps bringing women home.
Jeonghan gasped and her focus returned to the present, fingers trembling and digging into Joshua's skin. She was not prepared for how easily Joshua lifted her. His arms bulged, clearly putting in effort, but with such an air of ease. Whimpered when he let her fall down on her length again.
"Don't hold back, doll," Joshua said softly. "I want the whole building to hear your sweet sounds."
The pace grew rough and Jeonghan knew she would have bruises from his hands. Was once again reduced to a sobbing mess, being slammed up and down the hard, long cock. Sank her teeth into the thick neck without thinking, tears running down her cheeks.
It felt obscene how deep the cock went. How roughly Joshua used her body. The slaps of their skin meeting was loud.
But despite being used like a fleshlight, Jeonghan was enjoying every second. The pace. The angle. It felt too good.
Jeonghan came abruptly, without warning. Tightened around the length plunging in and out of her. Heard a surprised moan from Joshua, his breathing laboured.
"Fucking hell," Joshua groaned, slamming Jeonghan down. Jeonghan could feel the way Joshua twitched under her, hips bucking against her pussy.
"Josh- Mm," Jeonghan couldn't speak. Her voice muffled where she was pressed into the neck.
Seemingly exhausted, Joshua flopped backwards and brought Jeonghan with him. She was laid on top of him, the soft cock still buried inside her. Cum dripping out and getting smeared between their crotches.
Jeonghan looked through her wet eyelashses, saw the satisfied, but tired look in Joshua's face. Saw how his eyes were moments from closing. Typical. Joshua with alcohol in his veins became dead to the world after an orgasm. Jeonghan may have only slept with hima few times before this, but once was while both were entirely sober and once while Joshua was clearly a little under the influence and she had noticed a difference.
Joshua rolled them to the side, holding Jeonghan tight. Sighed in content, then not long after there was the sound of short, quiet snores.
It made Jeonghan chuckle, but she was also glad. She preferred leaving on her own accord than having to wait for the male lead to rudely kick her out.
After a few stolen moments where Jeonghan closed her eyes and pretended she was in the tender embrace of someone who loved her, she carefully extracted herself. Didn't flinch at the ridiculous amount of cum dripping out of her hole as soon as the soft dick fell out. Just sighed and got up, legs still shaking.
Yes, being with someone who knew how to fuck was better, but it made it harder to leave afterwards when her legs would get weak and unsteady.
Oh, the pain of being fucked too well.
Jeonghan found her dress and slipped it on, but had no clue where Joshua had thrown her panties. Gave up searching after two minutes and stepped into her shoes instead. Was going to leave the room when she cast one last look at the dead asleep Joshua.
He was curled up, a frown on his face, but seemingly sleeping well. Completely nude and it was a little chilly... Jeonghan approached the bed again, pulling the discarded blanket up and covering Joshua with it.
A good little deed.
Satisfied, Jeonghan walked out of the room and through the apartment. It was a surprisingly small place, considering the wast amount of money Joshua came from, but due to him dropping out his parents "punished" him by having to live without unlimited access to money.
But they weren't heartless and provided him with a decent, but small apartment, and enough money for food. Not really a punishment, not when Joshua was 29 years old and still had no job, but seemed to be happily living his rich guy life regardless of his parents' support or not. He had plenty of friends willing to buy him shit whenever they went out partying.
Jeonghan scoffed to herself, knowing she would never understand rich people. With shaky legs and an embarrassing wobbly walk she stepped out of the apartment, quietly closing the door behind her. Kept her eyes on the floor to make sure she didn't trip, regretting wearing her thinnest heels when she knew how her legs got after a night with Joshua.
Had taken two steps down the hall when a white, fluffy little thing crashed against her legs. A tiny tail wagging happily as the puppy sniffed her feet.
The puppy was leashed and Jeonghan lifted her gaze, meeting the eyes of a short haired woman dressed in oversized clothes. She looked extremely sleepy and her hair was a mess, like she had just woken up. She was very cute with her big eyes, thick lips, and round cheeks.
"How are you getting home?" The woman's voice was deeper than Jeonghan had expected from such an adorable face.
"Uh, excuse me?" Jeonghan furrowed her eyebrows.
"It's almost 4AM and you're seemingly about to leave, so how are you getting home safely?"
Ah, a kind soul. Jeonghan felt herself relax. "I'm calling a cab." Jeonghan clutched her phone. Had been meaning to call while walking to the first floor.
The cute woman pursed her lips, seemingly not pleased. "I'll drive you home."
"That's not-"
But one glare from the woman got Jeonghan to shut up. There was no room for arguments.
"Let me just let Kkuma back inside first," she said in a gruff tone, taking a few steps to one of the doors and quickly unlocking it.
A door which was right next to Joshua's apartment.
Of course. Jeonghan should have realised this was the female lead. She fit one of the archetypes; the stubborn woman who hid her beautiful body under oversized clothes. This was going to be an enemies to lovers type of plot, with the female lead and male lead hating each other until sparks blossomed. The male lead will realise how beautiful the female lead is and the female lead will eventually give into his charms.
Jeonghan was uncomfortable with this female lead archetype the most. Hated how much they changed as soon as they fell for the male lead. Would grow their hair long, wear more feminine clothes, and then they would become a perfect, sweet little wife.
And worst of all? They would become less opiniated and stubborn. Mellow out.
And for what?
A man?
Jeonghan's lips pursed, standing there awkwardly while the little fluffball happily ran inside the apartment after the leash was taken off.
"She'll be okay to be alone for a bit." The female lead locked the apartment door and faced Jeonghan. Scanned Jeonghan from head to toe, which made Jeonghan squrim uncomfortably.
Although female leads were always sweet, Jeonghan was meant to be portrayed as a "bad woman". Slutty, unscrupulous. Too ambitious, but at the same time a lazy freeloader.
"Don't you have a jacket? It gets cold at night."
Oh. Jeonghan shrugged. It wasn't like she had any plans of being outside, so why would she lug a jacket around?
"Take this." The female lead had shrugged her thick jacket off, standing there with only her oversized, pink sweater. "It's a bit big, sorry."
Jeonghan wanted to say no, but once again she saw the stubbornness in the dark eyes and accepted the jacket without fussing.
It felt like she was drowning in it, but it was warm and even smelled a little sweet. "Thanks."
"Follow me."
Jeonghan nodded and did, awkwardly wobbling behind her. The female lead slowed down, matching Jeonghan's pace.
"I'm Seungcheol, by the way. Sorry, I should have introduced myself first." The stubborn female lead blushed, the once piercing gaze trembling. "I didn't mean to be so authoritative, I just- It's not safe for women alone... Um."
This archetype was fierce and protective, especially towards their friends. Then it would be forgotten, as the plot progressed and she would become the cute little girlfriend.
"I'm Jeonghan." Her voice was hoarse from all the crying and screaming.
Seungcheol's eyes flickered down to Jeonghan's feet. "Does your legs hurt?" They had entered the elevator and the button leading to the basement was highlight. "Those heels look painful."
For a moment Jeonghan considered her options. Maybe she would play along and blame the heels but... Jeonghan might as well play her role well. "I guess you could say so. I got fucked really well." Crass.
Crude.
Instantly Seungcheol's face turned blank, her plump lips pulled into a thin line. "I see. So your sounds wasn't you faking it to inflate that asshole's ego?"
There was a cutting edge to the words, but also a genuine inquisitiveness. Maybe even a hint of disbelief. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. The chill of the basement garage hit Jeonghan square in the face and instinctively she wrapped the giant jacket tighter around her. Gratitude towards Seungcheol soared.
"It was genuine," Jeonghan replied without shame. Years in this role meant nothing really phased her anymore. Occasionally The Plot would push her to say the cringiest lines.
Seungcheol scoffed, but said nothing. Just guided Jeonghan to a slightly beat up blue car.
"She's not much, I know," Seungcheol said when noticing Jeonghan was giving the car a once over. "But I promise she's trustworthy. I've been switching out parts on her myself." She unlocked the car. Urging Jeonghan to get in.
"I guess you know cars well?" Jeonghan asked when they had gotten inside and their belts were strapped on.
"I'm a mechanic." Seungcheol lit up when she spoke. "So yeah, I know my way around cars."
"That's cool," Jeonghan said awkwardly. She wasn't used to having to interact with female leads beyond a few lines here and there. Being stuck with one on a nearly twenty minute car ride? Yeah, it was not going to fare well. This was outside of her script.
"It's been rough sometimes because customers can be so overbearing, but other than that I love it." She was genuinely glowing while she spoke, eyes full of passion. Jeonghan hated how her insides twitched with envy.
Why had Jeonghan been handed this role? Why couldn't she have gotten one of those silly happily ever afters like female leads got?
"What about you? What do you do?" Seungcheol's tone was light and friendly. Nothing like the suppressed anger and sheer distaste she had been full of when mentioning Joshua.
Jeonghan sank back in the seat, eyes on the nearly empty high way. "I hang out with rich sons of powerful families." Which was the simple truth.
"Ah." The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. Seungcheol's short and thick fingers tightened on the wheel and back was the hint of distaste on her face.
Good. Jeonghan turned her head to look through the passenger window, feeling intensely tired. "Sorry, by the way. For keeping you up." It was the little courtesy Jeonghan could offer.
"... Not your apology to make."
"It's my sounds," Jeonghan retorted.
"But you're not my neighbour. Not your responsibility."
Jeonghan wasn't looking to argue so she kept her mouth shut. Realistically Joshua was bringing others home too, so yeah it was fully on him. Living in an apartment complex you're bound to hear someone fuck once in a while, but having a neighbour who fucks someone loudly late in the middle of the night... Jeonghan would be full of hate too.
"... Be honest, is he really that good?"
Jeonghan held back a snort. Seemed the female lead was already getting impacted. "Yeah. Yeah he is."
"Part of me refuses to believe it. Men are so selfish and he's a spoilt rich kid at that, there's no way." There was fire in Seungcheol's voice, anger and resentment. Their love story would definitely be interesting, but it was sad to know the fire in her would ultimately be extinguished.
"Believe what you want." Jeonghan was too tired. Wanted to slide into a bed and cuddle her friends.
Minutes passed in silence, Jeonghan's eyelids growing heavy.
"We're here." The voice was deep and gentle.
Jeonghan slowly sat up straight, turning her head and looking at Seungcheol. "Thank you for the ride. And the jacket."
"Keep it, it's-"
"I'm only twenty metres away from the door. I'll be fine." Jeonghan shrugged the jacket off. "Thanks. Drive safe back home."
Seungcheol said a quiet 'bye' as Jeonghan exited the car. Instantly Jeonghan shivered, wrapping her arms around her waist. Hastily walked towards the building door, ignoring the soreness of her thighs and pussy.
Kept up the pace until she entered her home. No one on the couch today and Jeonghan breathed out a sigh of relief. Hastily showered and dug out any remaining cum before dressing in warm, thick pyjamas and finding Seungkwan deep asleep im one of the rooms. The other room was occupied by Seokmin, with the sign on it outside flipped to 'do not disturb'.
Seemed Seokmin craved to be alone for the night and Jeonghan respected it, though she longed for Seokmin's naturally high body heat.
Carefully Jeonghan climbed into the bed, curling up next to Seungkwan. Lulled to sleep by Seungkwan's deep and steady breathing.
-
Life ticked on. The other Plot Jeonghan was involved with finally ended. Not for good, there was still the chance she would get a cameo later, but when she hadn't heard from him in three weeks she was pretty damn sure he was probably head over heels for the female lead at this point.
The newest Plot was in full swing.
Jeonghan met with Joshua fairly often. He would invite her out at least once or twice a week. Each time it would lead to a sexual encounter. Sometimes it was just something quick and dirty in the (VIP) club bathroom. Hands between legs. Even in such a setting, Joshua didn't fail to make her scream.
Those fingers...
Just thinking about them would get Jeonghan wet.
Most of the time their encounters lead them to a love hotel or back to Joshua's place. A love hotel was sometimes the easiest to get to and Jeonghan preferred those moments. It was easier to slip away after and find a cab to take home. Plus whenever they went to a love hotel, it meant they were both fairly intoxicated. It meant Joshua passing out seconds after cumming.
But the times they went back to his apartment?
It meant a usually more sober Joshua. It meant having to awkwardly leave while Joshua was still awake and alert. He never questioned her, but his gaze was always heavy. Full of contemplation. It was odd. Jeonghan was used to these smug, callous male leads throwing her out as soon as they finished. Maybe they would give her some jewellery or even money as some sort of compensation, but they always kicked her out fast.
Joshua never said anything.
At least he still gifted her things. Usually once she arrived to whatever place he had invited her, he would sometimes ask earlier in the day what she planned to wear and then gift her a matching bracelet or necklace. One time it had been earrings.
It always fit perfectly.
Not only was he good at fucking, he even had an eye for gifts.
Jeonghan had started to believe Joshua might be the best male lead she had ever encountered. It made her feel envy for the female lead, but also....
She was happy for Seungcheol.
The times Jeonghan awkwardly left Joshua's apartment in the dead of night, a tired looking Seungcheol would always stand there with her arms crossed. It had spooked Jeonghan the first time, then she had apologised while actually feeling a hint of shame.
But soon it became the norm. Jeonghan expected to see Seungcheol when she exited Joshua's apartment. Got used to the rides home she offered. Even struck up a strange friendship.
Jeonghan believed Seungcheol deserved only the best and at least Joshua was the best male lead Jeonghan had ever encountered.
If not for the role Jeonghan had been assigned and the knowledge of how things would go in the future, maybe Jeonghan would have made an effort to become proper friends with Seungcheol.
Instead they maintained this dynamic;
Jeonghan would be fucked into oblivion by Joshua, waking up Seungcheol. Seungcheol would head out to the hallway once it got quiet and stand there waiting with her car keys in hands and her big eyes half closed due to sleepiness.
It was pretty nice, actually. This Plot might be one Jeonghan remembered fondly.
-
"I hate it here."
Jeonghan glanced at Seungkwan with worry. Itched to reach out and hug her close, but Seungkwan was already in Seokmin's tight embrace.
"It can't be that bad?" Seokmin asked softly. Seokmin looked a little gaunt, had lost some weight. Break ups always hit her hard, even if she knew they were coming. This world forced her to love these men thoroughly, despite knowing better.
"It is! I've only been there a month, so why! Tell me why I'm already in a new Plot? I'll have to switch jobs again."
Jeonghan was seated on the far end of the corner couch, watching her two best friends cuddle close. She considered moving towards them, but had been at a club until dawn and then been fucked in a love hotel until like 9am. She was exhausted and sore all over.
Seungkwan was curled in Seokmin's arms, face squished against the chest. Seokmin was gently carding her hands through Seungkwan's hair. Jeonghan's heart was soft.
"Maybe your role will be small?" Jeonghan spoke quietly. "You've had some roles where your impact wasn't that big."
Seungkwan huffed. "Yeah, but I never get those in office settings. Office setting plots are always long and terrible."
"I mean, this could always be the first time..." Jeonghan tried again. Dared to hope when Seungkwan wouldn't.
Seungkwan just grumbled, any sounds she made muffled by Seokmin's chest. Seokmin and Jeonghan shared worried looks.
"Tell us what happened," Seokmin gently urged.
Seungkwan had arrived in a mood. Tears almost falling and rage clear on her face. Had mentioned her fear was true, that a Plot was already in the works.
"It's-" Seungkwan paused, then sat up straight. "It's a coworker romance. This quiet, kind of nerdy guy and this pretty, outgoing woman. And I wasn't sure at first, I was thinking it was just a normal office romance without it being a Plot, because I haven't felt that obsessed feeling yet."
Jeonghan nodded; Seungkwan was a jealous woman trope. It didn't have to be jealousy due to a romantic interest, it could be career wise too. Any excuse to hate on the female lead.
"And I think the female lead kind of annoying actually. Not in a Plot way, just... She's so loud and clingy. She keeps clinging to me?? Talking my ear off? I haven't had a female lead act like that before... I was disliking her of my own personal feelings... But today-" Seungkwan paused and huffed loudly. "I was partnered with the sweet nerdy guy today, for a task. And it came... That obsessive feeling... He's so-" She let out a whine and leaned back into Seokmin's embrace. Mumbled "I hate it here" again.
A love related jealousy Plot. The type Seungkwan loathed the most.
Jeonghan felt for her. She truly did.
For Seokmin too. And herself.
They really were handed a cruel fate.
A sick joke.
Whatever was out there, watching the entertainment they provided.
Jeonghan hated them.