Soyul
(The 'avatar' for Soyul is Korean Supermodel Go Yeseul.)
**WARNING! This episode depicts intense sexual situations.**
Episode 1: Soyul
The next day, Yuna came to headquarters in the late morning, before her Itzy fanmeet schedule. Sihyeon met her and they had a visit with One-Wiz about her gun shocking her.
They met him in the tech lab and he was immediately defensive, “Sorry to sound testy, but I’ve been over this a lot with Sihyeon. I mean that thing is storing a lot of energy, there might not be anything I can do about it. Um… you could just wear gloves attached to the suit and it will ground.”
“Sometimes I wear gloves, for obvious reasons, but sometimes I don’t want to wear gloves, for obvious reasons,” said Yuna.
“Okay, I’ll see what I can do… No promises. If you are ready for it to shock you… can you just be ready for it? You know… Ready?” he asked.
Yuna said, “I’m going to surprise you in three seconds… three… two… one…” She launched her arm forward toward his forehead, stopping just before her fist made contact. One-Wiz still flinched hard.
“You don’t have to use my inadequacies to illustrate your points.”
Yuna shrugged. “Sorry, I’m in a mood. Fanmeet and then supposedly the dreaded partner is around here somewhere?”
One-Wiz said, “Oh! Is she? Maybe she’ll be even more delightful and less punchy than you.”
Yuna scrunched her nose at him, “No one is more delightful than me…”
Yuna and Sihyeon left the tech lab. They were chatting while walking down the hallway, and through the window they saw someone in Dahyun’s lab.
Seemingly oblivious to the fact there was a window in the door, a female was standing right in front of it, but back to the window, totally naked. Dahyun was taking various measurements. The girl had long straight hair halfway down her back.
Yuna stopped for a second, confused, “Damn, naked back. Does she not know there is a window there with people walking by?”
Sihyeon giggled, “That’s your new partner, by the way.”
Yuna took three steps backward and stopped to take a second look.
“Hot?” asked Sihyeon.
“She’s fricking tall,” answered Yuna.
“So?”
“I’m 170 cm and she’s taller than me… how the heck did they find a partner taller than me…”
“Is this delightful Yuna?”
Yuna squinted her eyes and glared at Sihyeon.
“Do you want to meet her? We can knock and go in.”
“No thanks. I need to go deal with needy fans bringing ridiculous things for me to wear, I don’t need whatever she is on my mind until after. If at all.”
“Well, it will be after… No escaping her for long…” said Sihyeon with a big smile.
***
The fanmeet was proceeding normally, Itzy gave a brief performance, still getting used to doing these things with only four members, and played a few games. They then prepared for the fanmeet. Yuna sat at a table up front with Ryujin, Yeji, and Chaeryoung in that order. Each fan brought something up to the table to sign, sitting in front of each girl for a minute before moving to the next girl. Yuna was the first girl at the table, so all fans started with her.
About half-way through the parade of fans, an older man sat down in front of Yuna. In the general process of fifty people sitting in front of her, she would often get in the zone and forget to look carefully at the person.
It took the best of her acting ability to not react when she realized it was Chung sitting in the chair.
He laid an ‘It’z Icy’ album in front of her. Beneath the table, she shifted her arm to her purse that was sitting on the floor. She resisted the urge to grab her weapon, but grabbed her phone instead, trying not to be obvious about doing anything with that arm.
He opened the album to a picture of her, it had writing on it that said, “Hello Park Jiwon. I am going to ruin your life and the lives of your hot friends and make you all suffer as you have ruined mine.”
Yuna nonchalantly opened her sharpie with one hand, dropping the cap to the table with a bounce, and wrote “FUCK YOU” in big English letters. With one hand she flipped the album around so he could see her ‘autograph’.
Chung closed the album and got up and left the table. Ryujin, next at the table said with a smile, “One of my antis? Fans that only like Yuna… rare and still lame…”
The manager came over to see what the commotion was, and while the next person was sitting down, Yuna quickly activated the emergency beacon on her ‘work’ phone. If she entered her normal lock-code, it would open her phone normally, but entering the emergency lock-code would call for help instead.
Yuna tried to pay attention to the next few fans, but was mostly looking around the room to see where Chung went, or if anyone else looked suspicious. Roughly five minutes later, two men in suits wearing ‘JYP security’ credentials came in the back and start carefully looking through the fans. One of them ran up to her and she mouthed, “Chung was here.”
As soon as the fanmeet ended, the two men and Sihyeon were waiting for her behind the building. Yuna told Yeji she wasn’t feeling well and went to meet them. She explained to Sihyeon what happened in detail. The men explained they couldn’t find him, he got away again.
Yuna spent the next hour with Itzy, pretending to be normal, something she didn’t appreciate having to practice, but was getting quite good at it. She then quickly hurried back to headquarters.
***
The Boss greeted her, and he was pissed. “This is the worst possible outcome. That trap he set was to identify you. And now he knows everything. Now all of your girls are involved and each will have to have a security detail.”
“Don’t forget Lia,” interrupted Yuna.
“We won’t forget Lia.” He pointed at Yuna, it was really the first time she was genuinely sure he was pissed at her. “And you, will have a partner now, anytime you are in the field. Sihyeon has already spoken with her and she has been briefed. She is a bit green, but is one of the most outstanding agents we have ever seen at her age. We are 100% focused on getting this guy, nothing else happens here until we do. Itzy schedules are being canceled as well.”
Yuna put her head down, she never appreciated being scolded and even more didn’t appreciate inconveniencing the entire JYP organization because she fucked up at her second job, a few times... She was standing in front of her boss, so she turned on delightful Yuna. “Where is she? I need to put a face to all of these kind words.”
“Her suit was just finished and Dahyun is helping her get into it for the first time. She is probably still in her lab,” said the Boss.
Yuna made her way to the lab. She entered without knocking. Over on the exam table, the girl’s bottom half was in the suit, but she was sitting on the table topless, her perfect breasts on full display. She turned to Yuna as the door opened. “Yuna! Nice to finally meet you!”
Yuna was impressed that she didn’t have a bit of modesty or shyness. Yuna held out her hand to the topless girl who took it and gently bowed her head.
“I’m Soyul, it’s my pleasure to work with you.”
Yuna wasn’t sure what to say, so she said the first thing that came to her head, appropriate or not, “Don’t let Dahyun fondle you. She’ll say she is doing it ‘for science’.”
“Oh too, late,” said Soyul. “It’s okay, nothing wrong with a good fondle.”
‘Okay, the girl at least has a sense of humor,’ she thought. Delightful Yuna crept up a bit. Yuna shook her finger at Dahyun. “Well good, hopefully she’ll be fascinated with you, and less with me.”
Dahyun said, “Highly unlikely. Come back in an hour,” winking at Yuna.
“Does the top of that thing close?” Yuna asked, pointing to the suit. “We should spar a bit with you wearing it, it takes a bit of getting used to feeling like you are sparring naked.”
“I have one adjustment to make,” said Dahyun. “I’ll send her down to the practice room in ten minutes.”
***
Yuna met Sihyeon in the practice room and got warmed up a bit. When Soyul arrived, she tentatively opened the door to the practice room and came inside. She looked amazing in the suit, slightly taller and bigger boobs than Yuna, quite the goddess really. Sihyeon spied Yuna spying Soyul.
They sparred for quite a while, Sihyeon coaching them. Yuna was greatly overmatched by her new partner. She rarely had an advantage and took several hard falls onto the mat. Soyul was a literal fighting machine. Usually, Sihyeon would offer up herself to demonstrate a point or technique. She didn’t get anywhere near Soyul and praised her often.
At one point, Yuna was thrown half-way across the room. She got up slowly and said, “Okay, that’s enough. I’m sure glad you’re my partner and not the bad guy.”
Soyul helped Yuna up. “I wasn’t supposed to go easy on you, was I?” she asked.
Yuna couldn’t tell if she was mocking her, or was actually a bit naïve. “Of course, not… So, what do you do for your day job?”
“I’m a supermodel,” Soyul proudly announced.
Yuna sighed to herself. She didn’t think the day was going to get any worse, but still it keeps trying.
She left the practice room, Sihyeon and Soyul were going to do some proper stretching and cool downs, but Yuna had other plans. She went to Dahyun’s lab.
Dahyun said, “Machine?”
“Yes please… I’M HAVING A DAY…”
Dahyun gave her thumbs up with a frown.
Yuna stripped off her sparring clothes and underwear. Dahyun pointed to several bruises on her side and thigh. “Are you okay?”
“New partner…”
“Oh, I see. Well, she sure is hot at least…” said Dahyun.
“Not helping…”
“Don’t worry Miss Yuna, I’ll still think you are hot and be inappropriate around you.”
“Thanks?” Yuna got on the machine. Dahyun paced around a bit, feeling bad about some changes she made to the program. But it was too late to change it now.
Yuna sensed her delaying. Usually, Dahyun was very excited to get those restraints on her. “You gonna lock me in?” asked Yuna.
Dahyun cursed under her breath. “Okokok, yeah, let’s go.”
Dahyun fastened everything and put the helmet on Yuna. She started the machine.
Yuna got into her zone for the first minute, but suddenly something was different. It jumped to high intensity and skyrocketed her toward the edge, even in her bad mood. After five minutes, she was already being teased mercilessly as the AI would detect when she was on the edge and back off. This continued for two more minutes until the program went random for a minute, then back to edging her. At eight minutes she couldn’t take the teasing anymore and pressed the button and had an orgasm. Unfortunately, that was a fail, so instead of stopping, it kept attacking her nipples and cunt with hard vibrations. She started screaming and didn’t stop for five full minutes.
Dahyun felt bad already, then in the middle of those screams, Soyul came in the room, eyes wide. Dahyun explained how the machine worked and what had happened as it stopped, as best she could between Yuna’s screams. She quickly let Yuna out of the restraints.
Yuna sat up on the machine and saw that Soyul was staring at her spasming naked body, raw red pussy and hard sensitive nipples.
She picked up her clothes and walked to the shower, no words, and walking quite awkwardly.
“Can I try?” asked Soyul.
“Work at getting out of your suit, it is more difficult than it seems. But yes, when I heard a new girl was coming, I made everything adjustable! I have to make some adjustments.” Dahyun smiled proudly.
Soyul didn’t seem to mind Dahyun’s personality, and just went with the flow. Soyul’s breasts were slightly larger and she used her measurements to adjust the chest piece and the crotch piece as well. She also turned the program back to the original, you know, for newbies.
Soyul managed to get out of the suit and stood there naked. Dahyun was mesmerized by her body. She crawled onto the machine and Dahyun locked her in. Her arms were about the same length as Yuna’s, not quite as lanky. Her legs were crazy long, generally a bit fuller than Yuna’s as well. Dahyun put the helmet on her and started the machine.
Dahyun carefully monitored her vitals for future reference, but 30 minutes in she was barely even breathing hard. Yuna came back from the shower and took a hard look at her new partner’s body. Her thighs were no joke, and of course, her chest, though now hidden behind the bar.
“How long has she been in there?” asked Yuna.
“46 minutes and 23 seconds. It is finally starting to get to her.”
Yuna cursed out loud. “FUCKING PARTNER…”
Dahyun said, “Eh?”
Yuna went over to Soyul’s hand, took the controller from her, and pressed the cum button.
Even on overdrive, it took a solid two minutes for her to finally cum. Her legs barely tensed and she made a barely audible moan, but made a huge wet mess. Yuna watched, shaking her head as Dahyun opened it to let her out of the restraints, “She’s even hot when she cums,” she lamented to herself.
“Why did you do that? I was in the zone?” asked Soyul.
“I wanted to watch you cum, after you got to watch me get tortured.”
Soyul looked at her, confused. She ignored her new partner and just enjoyed the orgasm, curling up in a ball on the, now heated, metal table of the machine.
Yuna turned to leave and nearly literally ran into Sihyeon who was coming into the lab. Yuna just brushed by her without a word and kept going.
Sihyeon saw Soyul on the table. “Did she make a good time?” she asked Dahyun.
“Could have been better than you on her first try if Yuna didn’t interrupt. Not sure about these two being partners. Good luck Pirate!”
“Yeah, going to be epic. Just not sure what flavor of epic…”
***
Knowing there was going to be an operation the next day, and for safety reasons, Yuna was going to spend the night in her room at headquarters, Sihyeon took Soyul down to her room and knocked. Yuna was listening to music with her eyes closed and didn’t hear the knock.
Sihyeon just opened the door, “Hey… do you…”
Yuna nearly jumped out of her bed, “Does NO ONE knock around here?”
“I did? You didn’t hear it?”
Soyul said, “You didn’t knock when you just barged into the lab upstairs, twice.” She didn’t sound condescending or angry, just casually pointing out some facts.
Sihyeon took a breath. “There is going to be an operation tomorrow, we have a lead on Chung. Why don’t you two take a walk down by the Han River tonight and get to know each other a bit. Before you have to be in the field together tomorrow.”
Soyul beamed a smile at Yuna. Yuna said, “Fine… That makes sense.”
Yuna was wearing sweatpants and a tee shirt, so she slipped on her sneakers and grabbed a jacket and her purse. On the way out, Sihyeon whispered in her ear, “Be your delightful self… please…”
Yuna heard her but ignored it. The pair of them went to the bus stop and took the bus down to the river, mostly in silence except for an occasional comment about the weather.
They were well down the path by the river, surrounded by lots of people jogging, on romantic dates, or simply enjoying the clear winter night outdoors.
Soyul asked, “I think we are supposed to talk to each other?”
Yuna said, “Right… okay… what’s your favorite color?”
“Hmm… I would have to think about it a bit…”
Yuna’s eyes nearly popped out of her head, she tried not to glare at her new partner, “You have to think about what your favorite color is?”
“Okay… brown.”
Yuna closed her eyes, hoping there was no uneven area on the sidewalk because she would surely trip. “Brown isn’t a color… Like if you take all of the other colors and mix them together, you get brown…”
“I like it… what’s your favorite color?”
“Pink?”
“Pink? That just means you aren’t confident enough to choose red, you have to ‘white’ it down…”
‘How long do you have to go to jail if you kill your partner on the first day working together?’ thought Yuna.
Soyul said, “Let’s try the balance game. Relive the same day one hundred times in a row or jump ten years into the future?”
Yuna thought for two seconds, “Relive the same day 10 times AND jump 1 year into the future.”
“What the fuck? You can’t make up another thing… Do you not understand how the balance game works?”
“I live my life believing there is always a better way than the obvious choices.”
Soyul was quiet.
Yuna decided to try one more time, “Pizza or Spaghetti?”
“Pizza.”
“Thank fuck… Pizza or fried chicken?”
“Pizza.”
“One more… pizza or… kimbap?”
“Pizza.”
“Whew okay, I’m not going to push you into the river right this minute and hope you drown.”
Soyul glared at Yuna. “One, we sparred earlier, the chances of you successfully pushing me into the river. ZERO. Second, who the fuck compares pizza to kimbap?”
“I was giving you the opportunity to succeed three times in a row. Don’t get used to it. It might never happen again…”
Soyul was quiet as they walked for five more minutes. Finally, she asked, “Do you have siblings?”
“I have an older sister. And four group-mates that may as well be siblings. You?”
“No. Does your sister know? About being a spy?”
“No.”
“What is it like having four other sisters?”
“It brings all of the conflict, benefits, and love of having blood sisters. Not much different really.”
“I see. Do you live together?”
“We did for a long time, but not anymore.”
“Is that normal?”
“Yeah… new groups always live together, at the beginning, in a dorm. But established groups are usually allowed to live however they want after a time.”
“I see.”
“You don’t know anything about Kpop?”
“Nothing.”
“I see…”
“Is that bad? Is it a requirement for having to work with you?”
Yuna looked at her partner without disdain for the first time during this walk. “No, not at all. It is better. When I’m at this job, I don’t necessarily want to deal with that job. Also, people have ideas about things, that are totally wrong. It is better you have never heard of Itzy Yuna. Just call me Jiwon.”
“I’ll still call you Yuna. But… good, I’m glad.”
They didn’t feel much like talking, so they mutually decided to turn around and head back to headquarters.
***
Sihyeon greeted them after the returned. She asked jokingly, “You didn’t fling each other into the river?”
Soyul’s eyes got large. She asked, “Do you really think she could?”
Yuna cracked a smile at the resulting look on Sihyeon’s face. She started to figure out that the girl did just have a naïve-seeming, matter-of-fact way about her.
Soyul asked, “Am I allowed to go home?”
“Girl… you are an adult, you don’t have to ask for permission to go home. If there is no work, or anyone blowing up your phone, you don’t have to be here.”
“Okay, I’m going home now.” She started walking away.
After Soyul was out of ear-shot Sihyeon asked, “So?”
“I HATE HER!” shouted Yuna.
Dahyun and One-Wiz happened to be walking by on their way out of the building, both on their way home as well.
One-Wiz said, “We were both just talking about her. She is HOT! Please be nice to her… we want her to stay.”
Dahyun said, “She is hotter than you Miss Yuna. I have to admit…”
Sihyeon started waving her hands, hoping that Yuna didn’t pull out her gun and shoot them both right then. She quickly decided how to fix this problem. “The one time I see you two talking to each other civilly and you are discussing how hot the new girl is?”
One-Wiz and Dahyun looked at each other, and took two steps further apart.
One-Wiz said, “NO!”
Dahyun said, “HE STARTED IT!”
Yuna stared at the floor, far from delightful.
Sihyeon said quietly, as the three of them all scattered. “Epic indeed…”
***
Yuna slept in her room at headquarters for the night. In the morning, she gathered with Soyul and Sihyeon for the briefing.
The Boss explained, “A company called D-Weather bought some thrusters from Chung. We contacted them and their CEO had no issues with speaking with two of Chung’s representatives to see how things were going with the thrusters. You two will pose as these representatives and meet with him at 10:00 am at their company headquarters, so get ready to head out!”
They both changed into their ‘work’ clothes, they had one final chat with Sihyeon before they left. “Okay, Soyul. Here are the rules of me being your handler. There is only one really. I don’t care if you do what I say, I don’t care if you do the exact opposite of what I say. The only thing I require is that you tell me exactly what you are doing, whatever it is, at all times.”
Soyul nodded, “Yes ma’am.”
Yuna giggled at Sihyeon being such an old lady now.
Yuna met Soyul at the loading area. Soyul was wearing her suit, but it was hidden by a three button, long-sleeve polo shirt with large brown and off-white stripes and a long off-white skirt that went all the way to her ankles. Yuna went with no suit, a silky blouse with several buttons ‘accidently’ un-buttoned and a totally unprofessional pencil skirt with a ridiculous slit.
“Why aren’t you wearing your suit?” asked Soyul.
“Low risk mission? The girls and leg will be much more useful.” She pointed to her chest.
Soyul looked her up and down. “I see.”
“You realize we are supposed to be drone engineers, you look like a supermodel, not a drone engineer. Those clothes are…”
“Are what?”
“I don’t know… never mind…”
Their driver drove up to them at a high rate of speed, stopping on the dime with a slight squeal of the wheels. The girls got into the car, Yuna in the front, Soyul in the back seat. Yuna said, “Driver, Soyul… Soyul, driver. Don’t try to speak with him, he is incapable of having an adult conversation.”
To spite Yuna, he turned to Soyul and offered his hand. “My pleasure to meet you Miss Soyul!”
Soyul shook his hand. “Quite an entrance you made…”
Yuna said, “It’s just for show… He’s probably actually very good at driving.”
Still looking at Soyul he smiled and said, “I got distracted by the game I was playing on my phone and almost forgot to stop to pick you up.”
Yuna shrugged.
All three of them were quiet for the rest of the drive to the D-Weather building.
***
When they arrived, they told the receptionist at the desk inside the door that they had an appointment and they were given directions to the CEO’s office. There was little security, and only a few people roaming the hallways. They arrived at his office and he saw them approach and greeted them. He opened the door and let them into his office, pointing to two chairs on the other side of his desk.
Yuna took lead. “Hello sir, my name is Park Jiwon and this is Miriam Kim. We worked with Mr. Chung on the thrusters. Can you tell us if they are performing well for you?”
He didn’t beat around the bush. “I’m afraid not. They have not worked for our application at all. I won’t waste your time here. Our mission is using drones for weather research, that’s why we are called D-weather. So, we need them to do exactly what we require.”
Yuna pressed him, “Do you mind telling us what you were going to use them for, and how they didn’t meet your standards? So, we can improve them in the future?”
“Yeah, sure. We build weather drones to take our scientific instruments into storm clouds. Obviously, it is quite turbulent in thunderstorms with random swirling winds, so we were hoping the thrusters could help stabilize the drones better than props alone. The entire system is just too heavy, however. It’s okay though, price of doing business. We don’t expect everything to pan out.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” said Yuna. “Well, feel free to contact Mr. Chung if you change your mind, we are experimenting with carbon fiber storage tanks to reduce the weight.”
“Okay, I will certainly do that.”
“Do you have his latest contact information? After the fire?”
“I’m very sorry to hear that your lab was destroyed.” He pulled out some information he had written on the back of Chung’s original business card.
“Yes, very sad. But we will get a new start soon.” She took the business card from him, and looked at the handwritten information, making sure to display it to Sihyeon watching on her necklace’s camera. She then handed it back to him. “This information is correct. Thank you for your time, Miriam and I will find our way out.”
He nodded and opened the door for them. They left his office.
Walking down the hallway Yuna said, “Well, he had no clue about anything other than thrusters as advertised.”
“How can you be sure?” asked Soyul. “He was probably lying.”
“I watched his mannerisms and listened to his words. He was 100% telling the truth. He is also a very nice guy, didn’t even accidently look at my chest or thigh once.”
“You can just tell?”
She looked at her new partner, at first concerned, and then pleased that she was clearly better than her at something, at least.
“You’re never wrong?” Soyul pressed.
“Everyone is wrong occasionally. Everyone is not me.”
“I think we should look around their drone lab, just to verify,” said Soyul.
Yuna sighed, but she would give her new partner’s opinion validation, at least this one time. She tapped on her in-ear. “Hey Pirate.”
“I’m here Yuna. If you two want to check things out, go for it. Just be careful.”
Continuing down the hallway, Yuna spied a janitor closet to the right. The janitor closet, stuff of true spy tales. She opened the door, pulled a startled Soyul inside, and closed the door behind them.
They stood very close together, cramped in the closet with some mops, buckets, and cleaning supplies. “I’m going to go look around, you stay in here,” said Yuna.
“Why can’t I look around?”
“Because I actually know what I’m looking for?”
Soyul was about to continue complaining when they heard the doorknob turn.
Yuna grabbed Soyul around the neck with both arms and put her leg up on a bucket. She kissed Soyul intently.
The door opened as the poor elderly janitor saw them kissing and every bit of Yuna’s leg.
He could only say, “Oooo, I’m sooo sorry… ooo… I was just getting the mop… I’ll come back later…” He closed the door.
Yuna let go of her partner.
Soyul said nothing.
Yuna started to leave, moving forward with the plan.
“What if he comes back to get the mop while you are gone?”
“Haha, he won’t. Don’t worry,” said Yuna.
“How do you know?” asked Soyul.
Yuna sighed at her and left the closet.
***
Ten minutes later, Yuna returned. “Did he come back?”
“No… Did you find the secret weapons labs?”
“They are making weather drones. I saw the thrusters they purchased from Chung in a trash bin. We are done here, but we got exactly what we came for. Chung’s new info.”
“I don’t get to fight anyone?”
“Just me, later.”
“That’s not even fun.”
Yuna slapped her head with the back of her hand.
They exited the closet and returned to headquarters.