They strolled through the quiet streets, the occasional streetmp casting a warm glow over the pavement. The versation had been easy, flowing effortlessly between teasing remarks and lighthearted ughter. The night air was cool but not unfortably so, carrying the distant hum of the city in the background.

  After a while, Travis g his phone and exhaled softly. "Well, I should be getting home. I have some pns, if you don't mind," he said, slipping his hands into his pockets.

  Lee Ruri turo him with a small smirk. "Oh no, it’s not a problem. Now that I think about it, I also o be doing something. And thanks for walking me home—ily, of course." She shot him a knowing look before stepping toward her apartment building.

  Travis chuckled, tilting his head slightly. "Wow, that’s very smooth. You could’ve just asked, you know. It’s not like I wouldn’t agree."

  "And ruin my perfectly great pn?" she teased, already bag toward the entrahe soft glow of the lobby light outlined her figure as she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, see ya, Travis. I hope we hang out again soon enough."

  He held her gaze for a moment before nodding. "We will. As long as you don’t trick me into walking you home ime." With that, he turned and started down the sidewalk, his posture rexed but purposeful.

  Lee Ruri lingered by the doorway, watg him disappear into the night. Her lips curled slightly as a thought crossed her mind.

  'ime, I'll bring him inside. Just for a drink, of course. Nothing more.'

  She let out a quiet chuckle before stepping inside, already looking forward to the iable ime.

  ....

  Travis arrived back at the apartment building, only to pause when he spotted Min and Choi standing right outside his door. Min looked rexed, his hands tucked casually into his pockets, while Choi seemed more restless, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

  A smirk tugged at the er of Travis’s lips as a thought crossed his mind.

  ‘Fuck. Ha Ye-Jung is inside, so I ’t exactly bahere. But a bathroom stall? Now that’s a perfect backup pn.’

  With that, he strode toward them, his presenanding.

  "You really must be eager to have me fuck yirl," he said, his tone dripping with amusement.

  Min turo him with a wide grin, unfazed by the remark. "Of course. That’s because my girlfriend is the most beautiful, and I’d be selfish to keep her all to myself." There was ation in his voice, only pride.

  Min reached for Choi, his fingers brushing against her arm, but she barely aowledged him. Her eyes were locked onto Travis, her expression filled with unspoken need. When Min tried again, she spped his hand away without even gng at him.

  Instead, she stepped forward, closing the distaween herself and Travis, her breath shallow.

  " we just fuow? I’m so wet right now," she murmured, her voice thick with urgency.

  Travis smirked, reag out to tilt her up, f her gaze to meet his. He took his time, letting the tension haween them before responding.

  "Why, of course," he said smoothly. "Follow me, then."

  Without another word, he turned and walked away, his stride fident. Choi didn’t hesitate for a sed, her steps quid eager as she followed him dowairs and out of the apartment building, anticipation crag in the air between them.

  It was already dark outside as they navigated through the city. The streets were alive with distant car horns and the occasional chatter of te-night pedestrians. Choi Bakha hurried her pace, closing the small gap between them until she was walking right by Travis’s side. His smirk deepened as he casually dropped his hand, gripping a handful of her ass. She let out a small gasp but made no move to stop him, her body responding instinctively to his touch.

  Behind them, Min Chodan followed at a steady pace, his eyes locked onto the sight ahead. Normally, he took pride in sharing his girlfriend, enjoying the thrill of watg her with another man—even if they had only explored it through role-py. Every time, without fail, the man in their fantasies was Nam Juho. But now, seeing her with Travis, something differeled in his chest. A tightness. A twinge of something unfamiliar.

  Jealousy.

  He hated the feeling more than anything. Hated it so much that he had allowed this to happen in the first pce, thinking that embrag it would make it go away. But as his mind painted a vivid picture—Choi with Travis, her body molded against his, the way she might moan for him—his cock hardened in his pants, betraying the war inside his head.

  Desire drowned out doubt. He shook his head, inhaling sharply as if trying to reset his thoughts. 'Everything will be fihis is just another se… just like before.'

  The park was mostly empty by the time they arrived, a quiet space illuminated only by flickering streetlights. The trio made their way to the public restroom—a secluded little building tucked away from the main path. Travis griugging Choi Bakha toward the stall while throwing Min Chodan a gnce.

  "You listen from the stall," he instructed, amusement dripping from his voice. "Like a good little cuck."

  Min Chodaated for only a sed before stepping into the adjat stall, closing the door behind him. He sat ooilet seat, fiwitg as they hovered over his zipper. His heart pouhe flig emotions inside him colliding—jealousy, arousal, the ache of humiliation that he had e to crave.

  'If I hate this… I'll tell her we won't do it again,' he told himself, gripping the bulge in his pants.

  But Choi Bakha's mind was far from flicted. As she stood in the cramped stall with Travis, her pulse raced in anticipation. Her body already knew what it wanted. What it needed.

  'I love this already. Maybe Min Chodan will love it too—maybe he’ll want Travis to fuck me every day instead of him.'

  Travis didn’t waste words. He leaned back against the stall wall, legs spread, his cock already hard in his hand. He tilted his at her, eyes dark with expectation.

  "Suck it."

  There was ation. Choi Bakha dropped to her knees without a sed thought, her hands instinctively resting on his thighs as she leaned in.

  TO BE TINUED