#bada lee swf2

[luvleyk]

.・。.・゜✭・ Pervert

|CW: G!p Bada x reader, corruption kink, vaginal sex, fingering and a bit of cunnilingus, just Bada being a perv and taking li'l innocent reader's virginity

|A/N: lots of y'all were asking for g!p, perverted, roommate Bada, so here... All in one fic, your welcome 😞 (y'all are wild fr.. But anyway.. I'm spoiling y'all so-)

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Having a roommate has its perks; one, you had someone to have you accompany with. Two, have a share when it comes to rent. And three, hmm... Let's just say... Someone who just wants to entertain themselves by fantasizing you. And that's Bada, your roommate and also your classmates on that one subject in performing arts.

She's a very attentive and nice, maybe that's what you thought about her, based on how she acts when she's around you. But what if? She's different when you're not around? Freaky, delusional and a pervert??

She would imagine you beneath her, your cunt sucking her cock so well, juices dripping on your thighs, you mumbling incoherent words for her.. Mm.. That must be heaven, but not really... Unless she's touching you, for real..

Sometimes, if you're not looking, she would check you out. Memorizing each of your details, from the smell of your hair, your eyes to your curves and thighs. Oh how she's desperate to be squished by those thighs of yours while she's eating you out like a starved person.

She shook her head when she heard you calling out her name and asking something that is related to the subject that you're studying. She would stare at you for a bit before chuckling slightly and teach you a bit about the subject, giving you a recap..

"If you need help with something else.. Just ask.."

She said. Of course she meant otherwise, but you're too naive to understand. And that's what she likes about you. So easy to corrupt, so pure, naive and innocent.. Her cock throbbed at the thought.

Compared to her, you're much more sane if I say so... You're few inches smaller than her, have this bubbly personality and fashion style.. You're just in the vanilla, type.. Said Bada.. While she's just.. In the opposite.

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One night, you came back to the apartment, late due to the school project that you're forced to stay at the library for a few hours just to finish it..

"Unnie... I'm back" you called.. It became a habit to greet each other when you both got home or whatsoever. You saw her get up from the couch to greet you... "There's the little rabbit.. Why so late?" She asked while tilting her head, feigning innocence..

You sighed in response... "I had to finish this one project on history so I got forced to stay in library" you groaned as you take off your shoes and she helped you with your bag..

"Ohh... Project, that kinda sucks" she said and you just nodded as you flopped down on the couch, laying down on your stomach.. She went behind the couch as leaned towards the headboard, looking at you intently, silently checking you out.. Even tho you're wearing a sweater and a tight jeans, she can still see how beautiful your body is. And how badly she wants to hold your hips while fucking you from behind.. "How about you take a rest and forget that li'l project of yours?"

She suggested as you looked up at her.. "Don't worry, I'll help you, yeah?" She added so you just nodded as a response.. You slowly get up from the couch and sit, you watched her walk around it and now facing you.. "So.. You must be tired, li'l rabbit.. Hungry? I cooked dinner for us since I expected for you to go home late" she sits on the floor, in front of you as she gently massages your feet..

"I'm fine.. Not that hungry tho... I'll eat later if I'm hungry.." You replied before a soft hum escaped your lips, when Bada soothe the tensed muscle..

"Hmm.. Alright.."

She continued massaging your feet before glancing up at you, seeing how you look at her with such innocence, makes her riled up with desire..

You two were now watching a movie, you suggested it at first after she's done and she quickly agreed. Maybe because she had plans while you're distract. But in any case. She loves spending her time, with you.

After a while, you're attention was focused on the screen. And for her. She can't take it anymore. She slowly leaned towards you, planting a kiss on your head, to your neck. You shivered in response, as to which she continues. But you quickly stopped her when you realized that she's getting too intimate...

"W.. What are you doing, unnie...?" You stuttered as she smirked before playing with your hair as she leaned a bit more closer... "Y/n-ah... You know how I've been wanting to just taint you, to corrupt you here and there. Until you could only remember was me.." She said, until you're laying flat on the couch. She grabbed you by the ankle, causing you to yelp as she pulled your hips closer to her..

You're grown adult, but when it comes to this sort of things. You're completely clueless, not knowing what to do next... And Bada, was willing to teach you more. "I don't... I don't think this is a good idea—" you shivered as you felt something against your clothed core...

You felt your cheeks burn as you watch her grind her growing arousal against you.. "Fuck..." You heard her cursed... "You know how I've been fantasizing this shit and you're here saying that this isn't a good idea?" She asked as loomed over you.. You suddenly feel a burning sensation between your legs and it felt weird. You gulped as you looked up at her.. "Mmn... Just want to take this li'l rabbit out of its tiny hole.." She muttered. Her gaze was went to your face, down to your body. It made you feel so small... Like a prey that has been caught by the hunter..

A shiver went down your spine, when you felt her calloused hand went under your sweater, squeezing your hips as she leaned down, planting a kiss on your neck before gently nipping it. Making sure that you'll grow sensitive and became a mess before she even fucks you into oblivion..

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You gripped on her hair, tugging on it harshly, whining out a moan as she lap out on your clit as she pushed two digits, spreading it slightly to stretch you out.. "B.. Bada.. —" you gasped as you tried to push her away but she didn't budge... "I.. It feels weird... Stop..."

She hummed as she looked at you with her hooded eyes. She looks so drunk. "Mm... Your body was telling me otherwise, bunny.." She muttered as she licked your cunt like it's a dessert that she's been craving for years... Her eyes rolled as she felt your body arched and moaning against her before letting out a guttural moan in response. She soon stopped as she gets up, positioning herself between your legs...

Your eyes widened when she revealed her huge throbbing cock underneath her sweatpants... The thought of that, being inside of you, made you shivered.. Seeing your reaction made her chuckle... "Mmn... Don't worry, I'll be gentle.." Maybe for a few minutes, once you fully adjusted to her.

"I don't.... Think that would fit..." You muttered, enough for her to hear. You slowly move away from her but she quickly grabbed you by the hips and pulled you closer.. "Don't run away now, we're not even in the most satisfying part.." She said..

You let out a muffled whimper once you feel her rubbing her swollen tip against your entrance before pushing it slowly. A choked up whine, escape your lips as you instinctively arched you back. Tears starts to form as the feeling of her filling your insides, overwhelms you..

A sting feeling started to form as you gripped tightly on couch, muffling a sob when she's fully inside... "Fuck... So tight..." She muttered, rubbing her thumb against your thigh as if she's soothing you... She shushed you, as her other hand went to your cheeks, wiping away the tears that slowly flows down... "I'll move, yeah..? You'll feel so good, don't worry.." She muttered.. You clenched around her as a response and she chuckled.. You jolt up when she started moving in a slow, gentle pace. As much as she wants to fuck you, she had to be gentle since it's your first, and also... Trying to be on your good side, so that she can fuck you again next time.

Her mind becoming daze as her hooded eyes we're focused on how your chest rise and fall heavily, arching your back and your hips bucking. The sight makes her lose all of her self-control. "S... So— fuck... So tight... So good.." She mumbled as her grip on your hips, tightens. She'll fuck you good. That's what her mind keeps reminding her to do. Just you, becoming a mess, moaning her name, and became incoherent...

"B... It feels so weird, unnie" you cried. She quickly shushed you by capturing your lips in hungry kiss. Her hand, that was on your hip went to your leg, slightly lifting it up as she starts to thrust in a fast pace.. The kiss became sloppy, drool starts to drip in your mouth.. Your hands gripped tightly on her shoulder, nails digging through her shirt, causing her to pull away and letting out a guttural moan. Her gaze went down between your thighs, seeing how you suck her cock so well, your warm around around her throbbing cock. She bit her bottom lip, almost harshly, it might get a bruise later. You feel the spongy tip of her cock, hitting the same spot that makes you tremble and cry in pleasure.. Her breath became huffs and puffs, words became incoherent, her vision became hazed, gripping on your thigh, almost tightly as both bodies were blinded by the pleasure..

You clenched around her as you arched your back, as if signalling her that your awfully close.. She let out a muffled moan before chuckling, weakly... "Mm... Close, yeah? Mhm.. 'M too... Me too... Fuck.." She grunted as her thrust became a bit too harsh and deep, seemingly desperate for both of you to cum.

She felt you clenching against her, her balls tightened as listened to your long cries and watches you tremble, as the orgasm courses through you. Heavy breathes escape your mouth as you let out weak sobs while she continues to thrust into you, prolonging your orgasm before she pulled out, resting her cock against your stomach. She trembled slightly as cum starts to stream down from her tip, making a mess. Her hand grip on her cock as she tries to prolong her orgasm, head were tilted up as she let out a sigh before stopping..

Once you gained your composure, you looked up at her, seeing her slowly pulled her sweat pants up as she grabbed a tissue on the coffee table and slowly cleaning the mess on your stomach. You can see a subtle smirk on her face, as if what she did made her proud..

After that, she quickly pulled you for a cuddle, her face were buried against the crook of your neck, leaving a light kisses. You're still dumbfounded at what just happened.. You're still processing everything. You just had sex..! Your mind screamed. Bada noticed your expression which she chuckled. "Did I fuck you good, to the point that you can't process anything?" She asked in a teasing manner.

"You took my—"

"I know. So proud of myself" she said, a hint of cockiness can be heard in her voice. You stared at her in disbelief. "I should clean the couch later... There's a bit of blood on it.." She muttered before nuzzling her face against your neck.. "Should we take a shower? Or maybe another round? You know how I've been wanting to do this?" She started to ramble while leaving some light kisses on your skin.. "I love your moans earlier, tho.. I guess I did good, no? Mmn... Can't believe you made that kind of erotic sound, and it's because of m—"

"Okay shut up..." You said once you quickly pulled away and covered her mouth.. Your cheek reddens when she reminded you of what happened earlier.. She didn't remove your hand and just stare at you with those, hungry eyes.

She felt herself getting hard again. And maybe she can fuck you again, in the bed or maybe in the bathroom.

[pinkcelestialstar]

y/n needy MUAHHAHAHA just that. cook.

Wrote this when I should be studying >_<...

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Warnings: Shameless smut. Gp. Bada's mom hearing you call her weird names. Needy reader also drunk.

Tripping over your feet your friend was walking you to Bada's place since she knows you're gonna be a mess if left alone at your apartment this drunk. She uses the spare key from you and helps you in.

You were loud as ever. Worse now that drunk, "Where's my sexy bitch who's dick I ride every night?" You yell in a not-so-ladylike way.

Bada's mom overhears this from the living room, her eyes widening in shock as she recognizes the voice of her daughter's girlfriend. Bada, sitting on the couch, looks up at her mom with a calm expression, already used to her girlfriend's drunk antics.

"WHERE IS THAT PUSSY EATER?!" You continue whining, calling for Bada.

Bada's mom raises an eyebrow, setting down her tea cup. Bada finally gets up from the couch, going to see what the commotion is about. She finds you drunkenly stumbling around the entrance.

She walks over to you calmly, placing a hand on your shoulder to steady you. "Shh, not so loud," she says softly, glancing back at her mom who is now standing in the doorway to the living room. "Mom's home, remember?"

Your eyes light up seeing Bada, "Aww, it's my baby!" You throw yourself to her.

Bada catches you effortlessly in her strong arms, chuckling softly despite the awkward situation. "Yep, it's me." she coos playfully, shooting a reassuring glance toward her mom who looks relieved to see Bada handling it calmly.

"I'm sorry, Mom." You bow to her and apologize for your vulgar words while trying to keep yourself steady.

Bada's mom lets out a slight chuckle at your drunken apology, adjusting her glasses. "No apologies needed, sweetheart. Would you like some water? You seem... quite tipsy." She exchanges a knowing look with Bada, both amused but slightly embarrassed.

You whine and snuggle into Bada's chest, "she got drunk after playing truth or dare with our friends" Your friend who brought you here said.

Bada's mom tries not to laugh. "I see. Well, it seems like you all had quite the eventful night," she said, turning to Bada. "Why don't you help her to the bedroom and get her some water?"

As your friend leaves, you whine again and look up at Bada "Carry me, I don't wanna walk"

Bada smirks down at you, shaking her head slightly with amusement. Without hesitation, she leans down and scoops you up bridal style, holding you securely against her chest. "Of course, my little drunk" she whispers softly, careful to position your head so you're not dizzy.

As she carries you to the bedroom, she shoots a playful glance back at her mom. "Night, Mom." Her mom smiles and shakes her head slightly, amused by the whole situation. Once in the bedroom, she kicks the door shut gently with her foot and lays you down on the bed carefully.

"I feel dizzy," you say, slightly slurring.

She chuckles softly, sitting down beside you on the bed and stroking your hair gently. "I know, sweetheart. That's why I carried you." She reaches over to grab a glass of water from the bedside table and holds it to your lips. "Here, drink a little."

You take small sips of water, the cool liquid soothing your dry throat. Bada sets the glass back on the table and leans down, gently pulling your heels off and setting them aside. She then begins to take off your dress, her touch gentle and caring.

You squirm "take it off soon, it's hot"

Bada chuckles at your squirming, her fingers working quickly to remove the rest of your dress. She helps you wiggle out of the dress completely, leaving you in your underwear. "Arms up,"

You obediently raise your arms as she helps you into a oversized t-shirt, chuckling at your current state. Her strong hands trace your waistline as she adjusts the shirt, ensuring you're comfortable. Then she notices your messy hair and begins to gently detangle it with her fingers.

You snuggle into her as you get a little sober.

Bada wraps her arms around you protectively as you snuggle against her chest, inhaling your faint scent of alcohol and vanilla. She can feel you slowly becoming more sober, your whines turning into soft mumbles against her shirt.

"You know one of my guy friends made fun of how tall you are," you mumble.

Bada's eyebrows furrow slightly, her arms tightening around you. "Mmhmm," she murmurs, waiting for you to continue. She remembers you getting defensive whenever your friends mentioned her height, but she never asked for the specifics. "And what did you do?"

"I said, atleast she has a bigger dick than you" you say casually as you snuggle into her chest.

She throws her head back with a hearty laugh, her chest rumbling underneath you. "Leave it to you to settle an argument with dick size," she teases, still chuckling. Her hands playfully squeeze your sides.

"He was so embarrassed when I said that, he kept fumbling and sat back in his place"

Bada's grin widens as she imagines the scene in her mind, the guy getting flustered and retreating under your confident remark. She leans down and presses a proud kiss against your forehead. "That's my girl," she murmurs softly, feeling warm and content with the situation.

You squirm as you try to get more closer to her if that's even possible.

Her heart skips a beat at your whine, her arms automatically tightening around you. She shifts slightly, lying down on the bed and pulling you on top of her so you can be as close as possible. Her large hand rests on the small of your back, keeping you pressed against her.

She chuckles softly as you fumble atop her, clearly still a bit tipsy despite sobering up. She adjusts her position, rolling slightly to drape you fully over her frame. Her strong arms envelop you cocoon-like, one hand lazily stroking your hair.

She continues to stroke your hair, a small smile playing on her lips as she watches you try to burrow closer. Her hand gradually moves to trace soothing patterns on your bare thigh, just below where the oversized t-shirt ends.

"I need dick" you whine and look up, asking out of the blue.

She chokes on air for a second before chuckling, a smirk playing on her lips. She knows you're still tipsy and that you both have a rule about not having sex when either of you is drunk. "Is that so?" she teases gently, her hand continuing to stroke your thigh.

You nod, "I need it!"

Bada's smirk widens as she shakes her head, amused by your drunken insistence. She taps your nose playfully with her fingertip. "Too bad. Remember our rule? No drunk sex." Her tone is teasing but firm, making it clear she won't budge on this.

You whine more as you snuggle her chest again "You're so meannnnnn"

She chuckles at your whiny complaint, pulling you closer and pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. "I'm not being mean, I'm being responsible," she corrects gently. Her large hand resumes its slow strokes on your back, soothing you back to sleepiness.

"Meanie....giantess meanie...i hate you...." you keep mumbling as you fall asleep real quick.

Bada sighs in amusement, shaking her head as she listens to your sleepily insulting her. "Good night to you too, sweetheart," she murmurs softly to herself. She continues to pet you gently until she's sure you're sound asleep, her own eyes drifting closed soon after.

After a few hours, you woke up, poking her abs with a finger, still whining and as you rub your head on her cheek.

Bada stirs slightly, a small smirk forming on her lips as she feels your head rubbing against her cheek like a kitten seeking affection. "Mmm, what's the matter now, shortstuff?" she murmurs drowsily, her abs tensing instinctively under your pokes.

"I need dick" you plead.

She bursts into quiet laughter, shaking her head in amused disbelief at your persistent drunken request from hours ago, now reignited as you slowly wake up. She gazes down at you with a smirking glint in her eyes. "Didn't I already tell you no?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm completely sober now." You quickly get off the bed and try to walk in a straight line to prove it. "See?"

She watches you carefully as you walk, her lips twitching with amusement at your exaggerated attempt to prove your sobriety. She props herself up on one elbow, her other hand covering her mouth to hide her growing smile. "Okay, okay, I see. You're sober now,"

You jump a little, excited "now can I have it?"

Bada throws her head back with laughter, her body shaking slightly with amusement. "Where the hell did you learn to ask for things like that?" She wipes mock tears from the corner of her eyes. "And yes, you little pervert," she adds with a smirk, spreading her legs slightly.

As soon as you see her spreading her legs, you see that she's wearing a pair of boxers, the fabric tenting slightly in the middle. She taps her fingers on her thighs, beckoning you closer. "Come here,"

"Yay!!" You quickly jump on the bed.

Bada's eyes widen slightly at your enthusiastic jump, her hands instinctively reaching out to catch you. She chuckles as you land on top of her, your body pressing against her now obvious bulge. "Easy there, eager beaver," she teases, wrapping her arms around you.

She shifts slightly, allowing you to feel her bulge more prominently. She smirks as she sees your eyes widen with excitement. "Someone's happy," she teases, rocking her hips gently to press against you. "You want this dick, baby?"

You nod frantically.

She laughs at your eager response, her hands roaming your back possessively. She leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss, her tongue pushing into your mouth aggressively. Her hands slide down to grab your ass, pulling you even closer as she rocks her hips slowly.

You whimper against her lips.

Bada pulls back from the kiss, her breathing heavy and lips curled in a satisfied smirk. "Someone's already making those cute little whimpers," she teases, giving your ass a playful slap. She rolls her hips again, letting you feel the growing hardness straining against her boxers.

Without breaking eye contact, bada reaches down and hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her boxers. She slowly pulls them down, revealing her erect penis inch by inch, relishing the hungry look on your face as you watch it spring free, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.

You immediately grind yourself on her through your panties.

Bada lets out a low groan, her hips bucking slightly as you grind against her. "Fuck, that's hot," she growls, her hands gripping your ass tighter. She can feel the heat and wetness through your panties, and it makes her dick throb even harder.

"Inside....please...need you" you ask breathlessly.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears your pleading whimper. Without another word, she swiftly hooks her fingers under your panties and pulls them down, then immediately grabs her dick to position it at your entrance. She holds your hips firmly. "Look at me,"

Bada maintains intense eye contact as she slowly pushes her cock inside you, inch by thick inch. She watches your face closely, gauging your reaction, her full lips parted slightly in concentration. Once she's fully sheathed, she pauses, giving you time to adjust. "How's that?"

"ngh...yes ahh"

Bada smirks with satisfaction at your pleasured moan, her own breath quickening. She begins to move slowly, her hips rolling in deep sensual thrusts. Her hands roam your body possessively, squeezing and caressing every curve. "That's it, take this dick,"

"Ahh....bada....!!"

Her name leaving your lips in a breathless cry spurs her on, making her thrust harder and deeper. She wraps one powerful arm around your waist, lifting you higher onto her lap as she continues to fill you completely. She nuzzles her face against yours, inhaling your scent deeply.

The room fills with your loud moans, making her throb inside you. "Goddamn," she growls softly, spreading your thighs wider apart. She watches herself disappear inside you again and again, the sight making her even harder. Her thumb finds your clit easily, rubbing tight circles.

You cry and twitch in pleasure, clasping her dick tight.

Bada hisses through gritted teeth as she feels you convulse around her, pulling her deep inside you like a vice. "Look at me," she demands, her voice hoarse. She can feel you getting tighter and tighter around her, threatening to make her cum already.

Your glazed eyes looking in hers as you ride her.

Your breasts jump slightly with each movement, making her mouth water. She growls softly, her hips bucking up to meet your downward thrusts.

Bada's large hands grip your hips tightly, guiding your movements as you bounce energetically on her dick. She leans forward, pulling the oversized shirt over your head and tossing it somewhere before she captures one of your nipples between her lips, flicking it with her tongue. "Fuck, just like that,"

You whimper and moan loud.

Your loud whimpers and the sensation of your body bouncing on her dick is driving bada crazy. She can feel her own release building up quickly. Her movements become more urgent, her hands gripping your hips almost painfully as she thrusts up into you fast. "I'm gonna..."

Her eyes roll back slightly at the tight flutter around her dick, a deep groan erupting from her throat. "Fuck, baby... you're gonna make me cum..." She manages to say through gritted teeth, one hand moving to your clit again. "Come with me, okay?"

With a final, deep thrust, she lets out a loud, feral growl, spilling hot seed deep inside you. The sensation of her warm release triggers your own orgasm, causing your entire body to shake as you clamp down tight around her pulsating dick. "Good girl..."

You bury your face in her neck as you cry.

Bada wraps her arms around you, holding you tightly against her. She can feel your body trembling with aftershocks of pleasure, and it makes her smile softly. She presses gentle kisses to your neck and shoulders, soothing you. "Shh, it's okay baby,"

You eventually just fall asleep with her inside you.

Your peaceful sleep makes her smile softly. She adjusts her position slightly to get more comfortable, her semi-hard dick still buried deep inside you. She carefully pulls a blanket over you both, tucking you in closer.

She drifts off to sleep with you, her protective arms wrapped tightly around your frame. Even in her sleep she's nuzzling into your neck occasionally. The two of you remain intertwined, her dick slowly softening but remaining inside you as the night wears on.

You wake up slowly, your body deliciously sore. You wince slightly as you stretch, only to freeze when you realize there's something thick and hard still inside you. You remember the night before and look down between your bodies. You're still impaled on bada's semi-hard dick.

"Bada!!! Why is this inside me?!"

Bada stirs groggily at your outburst, a lazy smirk spreading across her face as she looks down between your bodies, realizing the situation. "Well, good morning to you too," she chuckles softly, her hips giving a small experimental roll, letting you feel her hardness fully.

Your breath catches as you then slap her shoulder.

She laughs heartily, catching your arm as it comes down for another slap, pulling you into her chest instead. "You're the one who fell asleep on top of me with my dick inside you," she teases, flexing her hips slightly, making you wince again.

"Ah....well I guess I did- ngh!"

She smirks playfully, watching your face contort in pleasure as she slowly begins to move her hips, her thick morning wood sliding along your still sensitive walls. Her hands grasp your backside, spreading your cheeks wide as she moves in and out lazily.

"Ahh...bada!! Anyways, What happened last night?" You try to ask with steady voice.

She lets out a low chuckle, the vibrations rumbling through her chest and into you. "You don't remember?" she asks, her pace still slow and steady, her dick hitting all the right spots. "You were drunk off your ass. Your friend dropped you; you kept talking about my dick and how I ate your pussy, in front of my mom, and later, when you were in my bed, you kept asking me for dick, and after that, you remember. Oh and you were really loud, I guess Mom might have heard us"

"Ahhhhh!!" You scream in a high pitched tone, hiding your face in your hands.

Bada burst into loud laughter, her shoulders shaking beneath you. "Yeah, that's right. You screamed for my dick loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear,"

"Also..." She grins again, watching your face closely. "You get really needy when you're drunk. Like really needy. You kept whining that you're horny and that you wanna ride my dick." She laughs softly, spreading your thighs wider with her knees.

You slap her arm in embarrassment.

"Mom must be waiting outside to tease us, considering how loud you were." She teases.

"Also you know you were saying-" you shut her up by placing your hand on her mouth not wanting to hear all the embarrassing things you did yesterday.

She laughs against your palm, still moving in and out of you at ease.

"Now keep that mouth shut and just use your hips. And to your mom, I'm blaming you. It was all your fault-" she cuts you off with a hard thrust.

Is it just me obsessed with how tall she is😩🫠? The first thing I wanna do seeing her is stand next to her and compare our heights😭. Why is she so gorgeous 😩😩?

[vlhsk]

I Saw You in the Crowd

Bada Lee x Reader

Summary: A fan attends multiple BEBE fansigns. Bada begins to notice her and connects through Instagram. Their teasing messages soon spiral into something hotter and much more intimate once they’re alone.

Warnings: Gl smut, explicit language, sexting, strap-on, scissoring, idol/fan dynamic.

A/N: This is my first time writing anything GL. I wanted to explore a buildup full of tension, attraction, and heat. Hope you enjoy this fantasy as much as I did writing it.

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I Saw You in the Crowd

The first time felt like coincidence or at least, that’s what she told herself. She was seated third row at a BEBE fansign, heart racing, palms slightly shaking. When her turn came, Bada looked right at her and smiled, just a little off to the side. —“What a pretty smile, sweetheart”— the dancer said as she signed her poster. Their hands brushed, just for a second, but the heat from that contact lingered long after the event was over.

She went to the next fansign without hesitation. This time, a different hairstyle, something bolder. When she walked up to the table, Bada raised an eyebrow as if she’d expected her. —“Weren’t you at the last one?”— she asked, voice low and intimate. —“Maybe”— she replied, though her heart was punching through her ribs. —“I like your vibe. Hope I see you again”—. And then, that grin. The one that lived rent-free in her head every night before sleep.

By the third fansign, things had shifted. Bada spotted her from the crowd and gave her a small nod. When she reached the table, Bada didn’t wait. —“So you’re officially a regular, huh?”—. —“Depends is it worth it just to see you?”—. Bada chuckled, leaning in while signing. This time, she scribbled something different: *«DM me if you’re into more than stares. —B»*She thought it was a joke—until she got home and saw the notification: @badalee__ had followed her. And sent her a message. —“You look even hotter in your stories. Do you always dance like that, or just to tease me?”—

They talked daily after that. At first, it was casual jokes, choreography tips, a few selfies. But soon, the tone changed. Bada dropped fire emojis on her dance clips, started to flirt openly. —“Let me see that new crop top… for science”—. She played along, at first shy, then bolder. She sent clips of her dancing seductively, biting her lip, knowing full well who was watching.Bada didn’t hold back. —“Look at me and say you don’t want this”— came with a sweaty mirror selfie in low-rise pants and a sports bra. Things only escalated. —“What if I don’t want to resist?”— —“Then come do something about it, sweetheart”—. She replied with a photo—herself on the bed, oversized tee, no pants, legs tucked up. —“I’d get on my knees if you asked, baby”—. —“You will. And more than that”— Bada answered.

That was the match to the flame.Weeks passed in a haze of late night voice notes, flirty selfies, and teasing audio clips that turned downright filthy. Until one message changed everything. —“I’m in your city for two days. I want to see you. Just us”—. She didn’t even hesitate.

The dance studio was bigger than expected—high ceilings, walls lined with mirrors, and a soft amber light that made everything feel dreamlike. She stepped inside, hands cold, heart hammering. A few moments later, Bada appeared from the back, water bottle in hand, her hair loose, wearing a fitted two-piece set that outlined every inch of her figure. —“You came”— Bada smiled, like it was no big deal, like she didn’t already own every single one of her thoughts.—“Didn’t want to keep you waiting”— she replied, trying to sound cool. Her voice gave her away. Bada stepped closer, calm and steady, like she already knew resistance was pointless. Her eyes scanned her slowly, shamelessly, and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with gentle fingers. —“You’re even prettier in person… but I already knew that”— she murmured, her voice soft and personal.She smiled, unsure of what to say.

Bada’s eyes didn’t leave hers. It was as if she could see every dirty thought that had passed through her head for the last month. —“Why did you really ask me to come here?”— she asked. —“Want the truth?”— Bada stepped close, almost chest to chest. —“Because I’ve been thinking about you. About your body. The way you move. The way you stare at me like you’re starving but don’t dare say it”—. Her breath grazed her neck. No contact yet—but the tension coiled tighter than any touch.—“What if I just came to dance?”— she whispered, teasing. Bada’s smile was slow, wolfish. —“Then dance for me, baby. Make me feel all the things you’ve been scared to text”—.She turned the speaker on—something slow, sultry. Then stepped back. So she danced. Slow at first, swaying with the beat. Her hips rolled, arms lifted, head tilted back just enough to let her eyes stay on Bada the whole time. Every step, every spin, every bend was silent seduction.—“Yes… keep your eyes on me while you do it”— Bada murmured, not even moving. Mid-spin, Bada caught her waist, stopping her. The music kept playing. Neither of them noticed anymore. —“I’ve seen you dance on video, cutie… but up close like this? Makes me wanna do things that definitely aren’t PG”—.She gasped— —“What’re you gonna do now that no one’s watching?”— Bada pushed her gently against the mirror, hands around her waist, body hovering but not touching. —“Whatever you let me do, baby… and I really hope you let me”—.

Then the kiss. Deep, slow, burning. No turning back.Bada kissed her like a hunger finally fed. Their clothes disappeared one piece at a time, breath by breath. Bada kissed her neck, her collarbone, and her chest, whispering —“You taste even better than I imagined, sweetheart”—. She moaned, trembling, thighs slick with need. Bada eased her down onto a thick mat, opening her bag to pull out a sleek black strap-on and harness.—“Do you trust me, baby?”— —“Yes. Make me yours”—.

Fingers came first. Tongue next. Slow, wet, patient. Every moan was devoured like praise. —“So wet for me already… and we’re just getting started”—.She slid the strap-on in carefully. The first push made her arch. The second pulled a breathy —“Fuck, yes”— from her lips. —“Look at you, taking all of it just for me”—. Bada rocked into her slowly, gripping her waist, murmuring filth between gritted teeth, watching her melt. Her moans filled the room, echoing against the mirrors.Then, Bada flipped her on top. —“Ride me, baby. Show me what those hips were made for”—. She rode with abandon, gasping, chasing every inch. —“Don’t stop… fuck, Bada”—. —“You like being my good girl, huh, baby?”— She nodded, crying out again, body clenching.When her climax hit, it stole her breath, vision fuzzy. But Bada wasn’t done yet. —“Wanna try something else?”— She nodded again, boneless.

They slipped into a soft scissoring rhythm. Legs tangled, slick skin pressing. Bada moaned with her, gasping as they rocked, clits rubbing until the friction tore one final orgasm from both of them at once.After, they laid there in sweat and warmth, hearts still racing. Bada kissed her shoulder, murmuring —“You know what I love?, That out of all the girls, you picked me”—. She smiled, fingers trailing down her spine. —“And I’d pick you again every damn time”—.

[ciades]

✪ — WINNER TAKES IT ALL ; bada lee x f!reader | !SPOILERS!

summary: it all comes down to this: bada’s just won street woman fighter, and needs someone to celebrate with. (spoiler: overstimulation + 🧠 from bada) the mighty fall universe

pairing: bada lee x swf2!f!reader

warning: SMUT!! it’s intense + not for the faint hearted. you’re responsible for what you read <3

Bada’s eaten you out plenty of times before.

But never like this— never with this intensity. You’re blushing furiously as she adjusts you, hooking one calf over her shoulder so she can nuzzle up against your cunt.

“This pussy is my reward, isn’t it?,” She murmurs, never before sounding so undone, so starved. “I won the competition, so I get to put my mouth on this pretty cunt, don’t I?” Before you can think of a reply to give her, Bada parts your labia with her fingers, pouncing forward to lick into you.

You let out a yelp, legs tensing automatically, digging your heels into her back as her rough tongue laps over your folds. The cold edges of the bathroom sink dig into your ass, and your thankful for Bada keeping you balanced and supporting most of your weight. Every flick of her tongue is precise and experienced, making you shiver as her nose rubs against your clit. The sensation has your back arching, a rising pressure— you’re sensitive.

“Bada,” you whine helplessly, no other option but to reach down and hold onto her hair. Bada hums against your pussy in affirmation, effortlessly sinking two fingers into your dripping heat. Your cunt stretches and clenches around the intrusion, and when she adds the third, a high-pitched moan escapes your mouth.

Bada moans in response at your pleasure, the sound vibrating through your core. You can feel her smiling against your skin.

Your hand, previously stroking her hair, clenches a fist against her now mussled locks. A loud groan leaves Bada’s mouth at the pulling sensation, lips latching onto your clit and sucking hard.

It all feels too much, you’re too hot, sweating in the white and pink outfit your Jam Republic team mates chose for you. Your dress is wrinkled from being pulled up to your hips by Bada. You’re breathing heavily and Bada purrs. She purrs and the sound goes straight to your clit.

“You- you feel so good, Bada please-“ Now you’re begging, but unsure what for. Your vision blurs when she starts fucking her fingers into you even faster, the squelching sound almost too loud to bear. Bada continues her devilish pace until the pressure in your belly builds, and builds, and—

“Wait!—“ You sob, but it’s too late. Bada pushes a fourth finger inside and you feel so full , drooling out another gush of slick, which Bada licks up.

The world blurs through the wetness of your lashes, on the wet heat of your breath puffing against your own hand in attempts to silence yourself, on Bada’s fingers, nudging you open as deep as she can go. It stings, but your toes curl. It stings, but your thighs shake, you whisper things like deeper, harder, don’t stop, don’t stop—

Your orgasm is sudden and splintering. You choke on a cry, your wetness gushing out of you and spilling onto Bada’s hand, which is still thrusting in and out in an eye-roll inducing rhythm. Bada laps it up eagerly, chasing your taste and nipping hard at your clit until you shake.

You’re oversensitive, nearly numb from the after shock, pussy flushed and twitching from Bada’s administrations. Bada drinks your release all through your orgasm, only stopping when you fist a hand in her hair and pull her away.

“B-bada,” You hiccup, flushed and trembling, “Too much.”

Bada rises from between your legs, face drenched with your slick, eyes wild and gleaming. She keeps her fingers plugged into your cunt for a few seconds, stroking your inner walls until you’re shaking.

“Good girl,” Bada says roughly, gently pulling her hand out of you, turning her head to plant kisses on your thighs. “My baby’s always so good for me, isn’t she?”

You just hum and smile in agreement, too tired to say more. Bada stands up and lets you collect yourself for a few moments before you both have to return to the celebration, peppers your face with kisses, moving flyaway strands behind your ears in a move so gentle you feel like crying.

“All those prizes and you’re the best gift yet.” She teases.

A scoff escapes you, raising your arms to engulf her in a hug. “Have I told you how proud I am? How much I loved seeing you dance on that stage?”

“I think you’ve shown me that plenty already, y/n.”

© BADAGF

[seaformoon]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Soft spot

c/w: Nothing muchhh.. fluff.. slightest angst and age gap.. youre damn oblivious... bada has a soft spot for you..

a/n: hi, im here again. be kind.. i dont write much.. also didn't proof read hehe... yall, i dont ever proof read

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"dammit, full already?" you tried booking a slot to enter bada's dance class this week. it was summer break and you had nothing much planned.

besides, you don't feel comfortable traveling alone to far places from home. so you decide to enter a few dance classes. you weren't THAT good at dancing but you loved it. its hitting 2 birds with one stone.

"why is it so hard booking a dance class—"

"you seem troubled, honey." your bestfriend, Kirsten, chuckled seeing how frustrated you looked. "whats the matter?"

"booking bada's dance class is hard. i would go to yours but your punkass would just make fun of me."

"yea, I would actually."

you rolled your eyes, trying to look for other classes.

"if you want it that bad, maybe i could talk to bada to get you a slot."

wait what. you freeze for a second and slowly look at Kirsten with a cheeky grin.

"...PLEASE. I'D DO ANYTHING."

"why do you want to go to her class so bad anyways?"

you did look through other classes but every dance teacher was a man. not to be a hater but you felt more comfortable with a woman.

"i dunno... you said she was an amazing teacher and i could use it." you lied. for no reason actually. kirsten knows you too well but she doesn't push the topic further.

———

a day passed and kirsten got a slot for you. it was easy since she and bada are friends.

"girl. i got it. friday, 5pm, don't be late, yeah?"

you jumped in happiness and lunged at kirsten. "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"

"ew get off me." she feigned annoyance but still hugged you back with a smile.

"you owe me."

"oh. owe you what?"

"i don't know. but maybe you'll finally let me set you up a date for your single ass"

you blinked, tilting your head. you never really thought of dating since you were more focused on finishing your course.

"date?—"

"you know, im actually doing you a favor."

kirsten chuckled and placed a hand on your shoulder. "you have a big heart, have a lot of love to give. trust me."

she kissed your forehead and left to go somewhere with her friends. you were left standing inside your apartment, your eyebrows raised with innocence and curiosity.

———

it's finally friday and you quietly enter the dance studio with your head down and you were just in time when your name was called.

"y/n?"

bada called out in the middle of people huddled for attendance checking.

"here." you mumbled. man, could you have said that any quieter?

"y/n? is y/n here?"

"here!" you mentally facepalmed at how weird you are. not a good start. bada turned her cold gaze on you. "you're late."

you winced to yourself and apologetically bowed before setting your things down. you stayed at the back, struggling a bit because you were sure you were quite short compared to the people in the room.

the class continued and an hour later, the class ended and you stayed behind after everyone left to apologize to bada. you slowly approached her and cleared your throat to get her attention.

"Hm?" she hummed in acknowledgement while packing her things up.

"im sorry... it's my first time going to a dance class and it was a bit far from my house– and it was traffic—"

"that's your fault. you signed up for this dance class and you were informed with the time. its your responsibility to go arrive early. am i right or am i right?"

you almost grumbled in annoyance. i mean she was right. but like??? where's the consideration? where's the kindness? you hated being called out or scolded and it took you every muscle to stop yourself from rolling your eyes.

"sorry, bada." was all you could say. your voice strained trying to hide the irritation you were feeling.

she fought back the small smile forming on her lips. "im older than you, aren't I? I expect you to at least use honorifics." she scolded and left without batting an eye on you.

once the door clicked close, you stomp your foot, rolling your eyes.

"what the fuck? i was only 5 minutes late! how dare she? it's not she's never been late in her whole damn life! i dont understand how much shes fucking annoying and cold– and for what too!? and—"

before you could continue ranting to yourself, you freeze, hearing a soft chuckle behind you. you prayed to every God that it wasn't bada.

and it worked?

it was lusher. she eyed you up and down, looking at you with amusement.

"bada unnie is quite the tough one, isn't she? don't worry, she's always like that. dont take it to heart."

"yeah, but did she have to say all the shit? could've said it nicer. i hate being scolded and i know that sounds childish but you know i have a point."

lusher laughed and pat your back. "calm it. y/n, right?"

"... you aren't going to tell on me, right?"

she ignored your question and picked her things up. "nice meeting you. hope to see you next time." and then she left.

you hoped lusher would keep quiet.

.............

"—and damn! that cutie has a mouth. she was so annoyed with you, bada unnie, it was too funny actually."

bada snickered, picking up a piece of shrimp with her chopsticks.

"i know. i could feel it."

"she's cute though, right? your type, if im guessing. you'd look good together."

bada got caught off guard and choked on her shrimp. silence followed and team BEBE looked at each other before turning their gazes on bada. bada looked the other way, drinking water as she fanned herself with her shirt.

....

—"oh my god..."

——"she's your type isn't she!"

—"you like her???"

——"out of everyone, a girl who wasn't even trying caught your fancy?"

—"she hates you though."

"what??? no. it–... you just caught me off guard..." bada mumbled, looking down at her food.

"nah. don't hide it. its okay."

—"it's not your fault that you're so damn gay." sowoen commented, earning a flick on the forehead from bada.

"just- let me handle this, okay? ive never felt this way for anyone and I don't know how to react."

the girls started making cooing sounds, hearing their cold leader say such words for the first time.

———

you did learn and get better at dancing because of bada. so despite her attitude, you keep attending.

after a few weeks of attending bada's lessons, you start noticing how she's starting to pay more attention to you. i mean, it is her job to teach, right?

nah, you're just so oblivious, it amazes bada and the rest of BEBE. because so far, bada used every excuse.

every excuse to talk to you...

"do i look fine?"

...

"hey y/n, what's the time?" bada asks, with a watch on her left wrist.

to touch you...

"hey, there's something on your face." she proceeds to wipe nonexistent dirt from your face.

...

"y/n, your position is wrong." bada puts her hands on your hips, fixing your position.

to mark you as hers...

"y/n, that's the wrong color of shirt. its supposed to be white."

"but you said yesterday–"

"here, take my shirt." she then hands you a white shirt drenched in her perfume that she 'conveniently' had.

...

"do you need a hair tie?"

"no, im good. i have my own."

bada grabs your wrist and puts her hair tie around it. "just in case. dont lose it."

to see you...

"y/n, come here to the front, you're short. i need to make sure everyone does the right moves."

...

bada rings the doorbell to yours and kirsten's shared apartment. she smiles the slightest when you open the door, seeing you in your comfy clothes. you looked like the cutest morning kitten.

"kirsten told me to drop of snacks."

you nod and reach out to take the paper bag full of snacks but then kirsten speaks up. "no, i didn't? you were the one who asked what y/n's favorite snacks were—"

bada immediately grabs the doorknob to shut the door, her face flushed as she quickly walks away.

"dammit, kirsten." she groans.

needless to say, bada is hopelessly in love with you and with all those encounters with her, your dumbass is still oblivious.

you thought it was just her being nice for once. maybe too nice. but in your book, there's no such thing as 'too nice'

———

you put on last touches of your lipstick, checking yourself out in the mirror before heading out to your date that kirsten set up for you.

you come out and see haechi wang.

"oh, hi! are you my date?"

"yea, princess, i am. lets go?" haechi holds a hand out.

you smile brightly, taking her hand.

minutes later, the date was going well and haechi was nothing but a gentlewoman. you just dont seem to feel sparks or butterflies which from research, you're supposed to feel.

you knew better than to lead haechi on so you explained to her and you both talked it out and agreed on just staying as friends.

"hey, isn't that y/n?" lusher narrows her eyes to focus on you while she tugs on tatter's shirt.

they were about to leave, finishing their dinner date.

"oh, yeah. that is y/n."

...

"...with haechi wang."

"...with haechi wang."

both girls looked at each other, feeling sad for bada.

"we should tell bada..."

so they did. and bada took it well.

and by 'it', i mean the alcohol she's downing in her apartment.

———

tatter reached for the bottle. "bada unnie, wait– you shouldn't–"

"NO! let go of–.. of my hands.. don't touch me."

bada sobbed, a bottle of soju in her hand and the other on her eyes. you were the only one she ever loved, the only one she was desperate for, the one she wanted, the one she needed. and now you're in a date with someone else.

"fuckin haechi– sh' stealin my girl.."

she stood up, stumbling to the bedroom with her phone and alcohol.

"bada unnie, c'mon, give me that bottle."

"NO. let out.. let you gays out. want you not here..." man, how can someone be this drunk dumb. nevertheless, she managed to shoo lusher and tatter away.

bada opened her phone fumbling with it, seeing you on her wallpaper. she opened your chat and without the right mind she spammed your phone with drunken texts.

"why"

"why yo do thar"

"i love yoi and you date hazcchi?,?:("

"hste you so mch"

"npooo"

"i didnt mean that"

she sighed, covering her eyes with her arm. 'god, i look pathetic..' she thought

by the time your date with haechi ended, you only realized the text messages that bada spammed. you were one oblivious girl but you're definitely not that dumb to not know that bada is drunk.

you went back home and the moment you open the door, you immediately get bombarded with questions from kirsten. you didn't even have 1 foot in the apartment yet.

"HEYYY GIRLLL?? how was it? you guys kiss? you like her? you want her??? when's the weddin–"

"kirsten, where does bada unnie live? im worried.."

she looked confused, silent for a bit. she gave you a look that urged you to continue speaking and give her context.

"she's drunk. just please, drive me to her place?"

kirsten worried and had a lot of questions but decided to save them for later. she grabbed her keys and walked to the parking lot with you. you sat on the passenger seat, already impatient as kirsten went inside the car and started the engine.

a few minutes later, you arrived at a tall apartment building and you followed behind kirsten. she ringed the doorbell and lusher opened the door.

"y/n? kirsten?"

"where's bada unnie?" you asked. you were nervous and you kept fiddling with the hair tie on your wrist. bada's hair tie. but thats besides the point right now-

lusher's eyes darts between you and the bedroom door.

"uh, she's in there. in the bedroom... drunk."

"i know.." you mumbled and walked your way inside the bedroom, leaving kirsten, tatter, and lusher in the living room. they knew you were going handle it better than anyone could so they decided to leave and leave everything in your hands.

you were met by a drunk bada chugging on a bottle of soju while leaning her back on the headboard. "whoa whoa– hey, stop that."

before bada could make sense of anything, you rushed to her, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching for the bottle which she had a tight grip on.

"you.. why you here." she huffed, pulling the bottle to her chest and you reached to get the bottle from her completely.

"stop that, you're drunk as hell."

she sniffled, turning her back on you. "why do you care, go to your haechi jang bang wang or whatever, i dont care."

that was adorable.

you couldn't help but chuckle at her. she looked like a big baby, sulking and pouting with her back turned on you. you put the bottle of alcohol on the nightstand and reached out to wrap your arms around her waist from behind, pulling her closer to you.

she looked down at your arms, dumbfounded. and damn the butterflies that swarmed in her stomach. no, she felt like its a whole damn zoo living in there. she didn't know how to react to it.

you caress her stomach and made her lay back on your front while you leaned back on the headboard. you placed gentle kisses on top of her head, "you're so cute when you're like this."

bada squirmed in your arms, wanting to pull away but she was too drunk to have any strength at the moment.

"no... no." she mumbled, her voice slurred and soft, "i dont want your comfort.. I'm mad.. I'm mad at you."

you buried your face on her back, sighing as you did so.

"why are you mad at me?” you asked softly. dumb question to ask actually.

bada sniffled some more and continued squirming, trying to break free from your arms. "because... because you... why with hae–.." she paused with a hiccup. “why were you with her?"

you tilted your head, confused as to how she knew your date with haechi but you just answered her question, "kirsten set me up with her.. but we're just friends. just friends, okay?"

she sniffled and turned to face you, her nose red and her face blushed with drunkness. "just friends bullshit.."

"unnie..."

"that's bullshit.. bullshit, y/n. bull-fucking-shit. bull-"

"cut that out." you said, cutting her off.

"...bullshit." she mumbled quietly and softly, looking down at her lap.

"unnie, just rest first."

god, she couldn't take it anymore.

"dammit, y/n, i like you. cant you see that?" bada blurted out her confession as if her mouth was a dam that no one could stop. i mean, you already put that together but hearing it from her felt fresh. it felt real.

"for months, y/n, for months! and I don't fucking know if you're just that goddamn oblivious or if you're just playing dumb to avoid hurting my feelings but fucking hell, y/n.. i can't take it anymore..."

you just stared at her in silence, trying to put your thoughts in order. you knew those feelings you pushed down for months were crawling their way out of the depths of your head.

"say something... please." she looked up from her lap and down at you, tears flowing down once again.

you pulled her in your arms with ease as she had no more energy to do anything else but to succumb into the feeling of being in your arms. even if she knew that it might not last for long.

"there's.. there's no other way to say it so I'll just put it out there.." you paused for a bit when you felt her move closer, half of her body on top of you as she buried her face into the crook of your neck.

"i like you too."

she froze but before she could react, you kept talking. "I don't want to talk about this when you're drunk. not when there's a possibility that you could forget everything the next morning."

you caress her head, your arms wrapped around her body. you felt her body tense from all the feelings and information she was getting right now. she was drunk, but she knew better. i think.

"...then stay with me. stay with me, y/n. i wont forget this. but if i do, you being here with me will remind me of it. that's all i need."

bada pulls back from your neck, enough to look up at you. "...please, y/n."

her eyes glistened as she looked at you, searching your eyes for any sign of acceptance while her arms pulled herself closer to you. you knew your answer from the very start but you didn't mind the sight you're seeing right now.

"i'll stay with you, okay? i won't let you go."

she hid her face by nuzzling it up your chest which was hella cute. "...promise me." she mumbled, her voice muffled.

"i promise. now sleep, bada unnie... you need to rest after all that."

she nodded, letting out a cute sound and you could only hold her close, caressing her head and body... running your fingers through her hair. it was weird. you were younger, much younger. and you never really saw this side of bada.

"damn, i feel like im babysitting." you muttered under your breath but you weren't really complaining. suddenly, you felt her arms and legs squeezing you more as a soft whine escaped her throat.

"mmnnhh.. hey.. that's not a nice thing to say..." her voice pouty.

you chuckled and kissed her forehead, resting your chin on top of her head. "just sleep. 'ts been quite the night."

she huffed and just rubbed her cheek on your chest, letting out adorable sounds here and there.

there was a comfortable silence but then your eyes landed on something on the wall infront of her desk.

"...hey, are those pictures of me?"

oh fuck.

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a/n: thoughts?

[gezelligs-world]

I Won’t Stop until that Girl is Mine

(Bada Lee x Jam Republic!Reader)

Summary: A member from Jam Republic let out her frustrations about someone who never knew the word “no”.

Reminder: This work is purely based on the author’s imagination.

"She is just so- argh!" I said while pacing back and forth frustratedly. Ling and Audrey just watched me with amused expressions.

"Why not just give her a chance? She's already showing a consistent effort towards you." Ling said, and Audrey agreed with her statement.

"The word 'no' is not in her vocabulary!" I exclaimed. Just then a knock is heard, Audrey opens the door revealing Tatter.

"Hi Y/n unnie! Bada unnie said to give you this." She handed me a jacket with a number '22' in it.

"What is she planning now?" I asked Tatter but she just shrugged her shoulders.

"Just tell her I said thank you." Tatter nodded and left the room.

"See? Consistent." Ling said after Audrey closed the door.

"I call it obsession. She copies some of my poses on my Instagram posts, when I post a story she will post the same thing, she will even copy my captions?!" I said angrily.

"Shouldn't you be feeling lucky? Everybody has their eyes on her but her eyes are set on you." Audrey said making me sigh. Kirsten comes in, looks like their done.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're doing Bada's." Kirsten said and looked at me with a teasing face.

"Stop that."

"You lose your bet." Kirsten said while chuckling.

"Come on! Just one date?" Bada said while watching me practice with her arms crossed.

"I told you, I'm busy throughout the week." I said and stopped dancing. I grabbed my water which is beside Bada and drank it.

"Aren't you mean enough towards me? Just one date and done." Bada said while staring at me.

"Alright then..." I said making Bada surprised that she straightened her back.

"On one condition..." I turned towards Bada and smirked.

"I will agree to be on a date with you if your choreography gets picked and you got selected as the main dancer." Bada smirked while shaking her head. She cupped my chin and her other hand on my waist. This woman knows my weaknesses.

"You underestimated me, babe." Bada replied cheekily.

"Is it already starting?" I said indicating the main dancer competition for the leaders.

"I think, yeah." Ling said.

"I'll follow you there." Ling nodded and went ahead. I was about to close the door when my eyes landed on the jacket that was given by Bada. I sighed, grabbed the jacket and put it on. The jacket even has a 'Lee' on it at the back above the '22'.

I went to the set and saw the leaders warming up. I saw Tatter pointing towards me with her eyes at Bada, Bada turned her head and smiled at me as I went down the stairs.

I sat beside Latrice and she smirked while analyzing the jacket.

"Nice jacket." I rolled my eyes and slapped her shoulders.

"It's a gift." I said.

"I know, I can tell from the surname at the back." Latrice chuckled at my flustered state. I covered my face and leaned down.

"Who's choreography has been chosen?" Shownu asked through the mic.

"It's mine, Bada." Bada's students cheered making me smile secretly in admiration.

"As the leader, I wanted to show our physical strength and aura. The powerful side of us. I considered what I think is the most important, which is the dance you want to try. There's a move of lightning a lighter. I tried to put those kinds of things in the choreography." Bada said with a lot of confidence.

"And Kirsten, was there anything hard during the practice?" I looked at my leader in curiosity.

"Dance, again, is the universal language. There weren't any difficulties, I think." I clapped lightly, satisfied with her answer.

The showdown begins and as expected from the leaders, all of them are good. My eyes somehow always come back at Bada's figure, her body control screams ownership of her choreography. Part of me wants Kirsten to steal it but at the same time, it sucks when someone stole the choreo you worked hard for, right?

The time came where Kirsten and Bada. The judges chose Bada and she immediately turned towards me and smirked. Kirsten and Bada hugged and even kissed Kirsten's cheeks which surprised me. Some of the dancers glanced at me as they know that Bada is pursuing me.

"Alexa, play 'jealous' by Nick Jonas." I nudge Latrice's shoulders. Bada's members went to hug her to congratulate her. Me and the rest also went Kirsten and hugged her tightly.

"It's alright Leader, you still slayed." I winked at her and Kirsten chuckled.

"Yah! Y/n L/n!" I turned towards where the voice came from and saw that it's Bada.

"You still owe me a date!" All of the people in the room began to scream, including the judges. Bada's members and mine make us go forward to be close at each other. Bada opened her arms for me but I got a little hesitant. Emma pushes me instead, making me crash at Bada. Bada gives Emma a thumbs up while laughing.

"Why bother announcing it when you know I have no choice?" I looked up and our eyes met.

"Just in case you forgot about it." She said and pecked my cheeks. The crowd went wild again, some even jumped. I cover my face with my hands and bury my face on Bada's chest. Bada just lets me, enjoying the situation I'm in.

[badaboomx]

Did I mention... (Bada Lee x Reader)

PAIRING: G!P Bada Lee x Fem!Reader.  SETTING: Underground dancer Bada Lee is quite the popular girl in town and way out of your league. Or so you think. WORDS: 6k PART: 1 of 3

ⓘ  No smut for this part, only delicious build up! Some risque insinuation towards the end.

“Here,” a tall, cool dancer said to you in a low tone, holding a piece of chocolate and offering it to you.

Playfully, you shook your head with a big grin to boot. A nice offer you would take with no hesitation any time, but tonight you felt all kinds of playful after the adventures for the night. 

“Oh?” said the dancer, approaching you and getting so close that you could only back up against the wall now. With chocolate still in hand, she grabbed you from under your jaw with the other. “Open,” she commanded, lowly, that playful smirk still plastered on her face. “Be a good girl and open up.”

It was like butterflies blooming everywhere on your body, tickling skin and making the hairs of your body perk up and sway at the tension. Body against body, the idle sounds of the busy world around you an accompanying piece. Your lips parted, opening for her, and you just watched as she slowly and carefully placed that piece of chocolate in your mouth, but before she could remove her hand you cheekily wrapped your lips around her fingers and sucked them, pulling them out of you, just to watch her expression. Just to hear that reaction from her.

And I bet you wonder how you got here.

Well, let’s go back a few.

Let’s start with the fact that you were so bored you felt you could dislocate your shoulders and have an infinitely better time.  Drunken bodies pushed past you stumbling, making you spill the drink you have not touched since you got it; wild frat boys dared each other to drink more and more with weirder contraptions while a good chunk of the attendees kept within their groups or kept themselves busy with their phones. Or making out with their dates or one-night stands, if not outright fucking but you weren’t here to confirm that. You just… wanted some fun, but that was nowhere to be seen in the sea of students that you cared little for. The music didn’t even blare bombastically from the speakers, a low and chill (but admittedly lame) mix of the most generic copyright free beats found on youtube and it seemed to never end in your perspective. Succinctly put, this party sucked pretty bad. You had been standing there on the corner effectively for two hours and all conversation you tried to have failed immensely for a variety of reasons we don’t even have time to recount. 

What a way to kick off your exciting new life, huh?

The first party you’ve gotten invited to and it has turned out to be a waste of time – and a waste of a good outfit. Being new in town had its drawbacks, and they seemed to outweigh the pros of getting to meet new people and starting over fresh. What a damn shame. At one point, you just left that cup half full and slithered away before any drunk dude tried to talk you into staying in the party. Surprisingly, slipping out felt not only like you were a lame party pooper, but like you suddenly had the spotlight with several people pointing out that you were leaving and even asking what’s up. What a goddamn nightmare.

“I have never seen more dead people in a party,” you said jokingly to your roommate, Lee Seoyoung, who was dressing up for a party of her own and was willing to listen to you vent before she went out.

“I warned you,” she tutted. “Those people are only entertained by booze and you don’t even like alcohol all that much.”

With a sigh, you plopped down on the couch, still dressed to the nines. “Is my new life here going to be a bore just like at home?”

“No,” Seoyoung began. “I told you that you can tag along with me tonight, you idiot,” she said so casually as she was putting on her shoes.  

You sighed, sitting back up. The idea seemed good, more fun than whatever the fuck was the party you just escaped. Still, you had your doubts. “It just doesn’t feel like my scene, I don’t wanna stick out and be bothersome for you.”

“You’re just scared to check it out,” Seoyoung poked, teasing you. 

And you couldn't really deny that. It did intimidate you a bit. Mostly because Seoyoung explained before that this party was some sort of underground party. Music, dancing, live performances and battles, all unlike the frat boy disaster. It didn’t seem like your scene, you know? As described by Seoyoung (Or, well, Lusher as she was called in her dancer circle), these people were pretty cool, sounded tough as nails and – somewhere in your irrational part of your brain – sounded like they would tease you out of the place. To boot, this party was only attended by those who were IN and knew it was happening. That alone sounds exclusive, like you have to earn your way in.

But you technically had, you just lucked out in working for it as much.

Seoyoung – er, Lusher – stood up and grabbed you by the wrist and pulled. “Up, we’re going.”

“But Luuuushh–.”

“Just check it out for today, then if you don’t really like it you can just not go, deal?” Lusher insisted with a pout of her own.

And you couldn’t say no to your roommate that has been nothing but an angel to you as a new arrival. So, you accepted, letting Lusher drag you out of your cocoon and open an exciting world to you.

The guy guarding the front door was intimidating at first glance, but upon seeing you and Lusher approach his demeanor changed to an enthusiastic and friendly one. Lusher greeted him and told him you were tagging along with her for the night. 

“She’s new in town,” Lusher patted your back.

“She looks like it,” the guy teased, pointing at your eyes. “She looks like a scared puppy.”

And he was not wrong, but once it was brought up, you tried your best not to look like it. With encouragement from Lusher and the guy, he let you both in. A well lit hallway with some party goers chilling away from the crowded party and the music to perhaps chat more calmly, yet it was as intimidating as anything. You felt as if they discreetly stared at you, judgmentally, when in reality they only looked curiously and moved on. It was hard to get out of that headspace, so new to something like this in an already new town. 

Walking down the hall with Lusher was equally nerve wrecking, feeling the muffled music grow a little louder with every step. Turning the corner, walking down another hall, the music now engulfing you with its catchy rhythm, the door opening to you and revealing a very vibrant, moved party with great music coming off proper speakers. An actual crowd of people danced, while another chunk of the crowd hung out, either standing or sitting elsewhere. It felt and looked different, even the atmosphere was different. No fancy lightings, no fancy decorations or structure – just a repurposed warehouse with plenty of space that has been cleverly remodeled with little budget. It looked and felt like one of those underground party places in movies and music videos.

“Cool, right?” Lusher said loudly, making herself clear atop the chatting crowd and the dance music. 

You were almost overwhelmed, looking at her still looking like a lost puppy.

“C’mon, it’s less intimidating than it looks,” Lusher insisted and tugged you along, making both of your ways deeper into the heart of the party. 

You weren’t sure if Lusher was just saying this to make you feel better or if it was truly as she said. Either way, you stuck close to her and nearly clung to her hand for dear life as you traversed through the confusing mass of bodies. Some people even greeted her, acknowledging her with a cool tilt of their head, an enthusiastic shout, or a secret handshake. A fascinating world where everyone was familiar with one another to some extent at least, you surely felt like you stuck out. 

“Yo, Lusher!” one of the party goers greeted. “Bringing a girlfriend along at last, huh?”

Lusher laughed and shook her head. “Nah, not this time. She’s my new roomie.”

“Sweet!” the stranger said, looking at you up and down. “She looks like a scared puppy–.”

“Yeah, I’m breaking her in,” Lusher quickly rebutted, trying not to dwell on you lest you become more scared. “Hey, where are my girls?”

“Ah, I’ve only seen Bada and Tatter,” they looked around and pointed towards the corner of the warehouse – a place filled with booths and other seats. “There they are.”

“Thanks,” Lusher and the stranger did a handshake that you have no idea how was possible and bid farewell, heading towards the elusive location. 

En route to meet the so-called ‘girls’ you heard someone pick up the mic and start talking, getting the crowd to holler and shout. It was so overwhelming, passing through masses of people you didn’t recognize and listening to whatever the person was trying to say while clinging to Lusher’s hand. God, maybe this wasn’t your scene after all.

Then, you saw them.

“Ah, there they are,” Lusher shouted, pointing at them for you to see them. And you have never felt more nervous. “That’s Tatter,” Lusher pointed to a girl in blonde with a resting bitch face who was casually chatting up to… 

“And that’s Bada,” Lusher pointed to a woman whose aura was imposing and intimidating. It took you a second to truly take in who you were observing, even while Lusher was dragging you up to meet them.

Bada, whoever that woman was, looked as intimidating as the word itself. A brunette – wait, two-toned, brunette with blonde streaks – donning a black beanie, matching black baggy pants, and a gray hoodie with a cool design down the arms. Even when talking to someone she seemed to know she exuded an air of coolness you could only describe as imposing. By presence alone, you couldn’t tell if she was a rapper or a dancer but you were certain that she was a performer, as if you could feel that she was born to be on stage.

It made you nervous.

Especially when she turned to watch you and Lusher fast approaching, tapping Tatter and pointing to watch. Tatter jumped off her seat first and Bada slowly followed, a lot more relaxed than Tatter who seemed to be anxious to talk to Lusher. In comparison to Tatter and Lusher, Bada was a giant too. Broad shouldered, lanky and tall. All the makings for a menacing person who could devour you in a second. Yet, upon greeting Lusher with a hug, she smiled ever so slightly.

Now you didn’t know exactly how to feel.

“Glad to see you made it,” Bada said, patting Lusher’s head.

“I can’t just miss a party,” Lusher pulled away and looked back at you, pulling you in closer. “Here’s my new roomie, you remember I told you about her?”

Bada looked at you for a moment that seemed to stretch on and on. Confusing feelings bubbled in your gut, waiting for Bada to do or say something – anything – as you stood there like a fish out of water. Finally, while Lusher was giving Tatter a hug, Bada stretched out her hand to you. “You’re the new face, right?”

You nodded, then tentatively gave her hand a shake.

“You look like a scared puppy, you know that?” Bada said, a subtle smirk coming to her lip. 

“Yeah…” And for some reason, hearing it from her made… your heart flutter. 

Tatter and Lusher quickly got engulfed in a conversation of their own, gossip taking the wheels above manners really, and Bada – having noted this – got closer to you.  

“Never been to a party like this before, have you?” 

“Is it too obvious?” You looked up at Bada, who kept eyeing you curiously, like you were someone from a different planet. Yet, it wasn’t ever rude, just boldly inquisitive. “Yeah, we didn’t have these in my town, I think.”

“That you knew of,” Bada shrugged, slipping her hands into the pockets of her sweatpants. “We don’t bite though, baby. You’ll be fine.”

Baby…? Ah, something like that was not something you heard often. You would generally find it condescending or patronizing, but coming out of Bada? It was almost heavenly, and you didn’t even want to feel that way! You can’t just get nervous and charmed this easily. You sighed out and scratched your head. “I don’t know, you people here look pretty tough,” you paused, looking at her. “And hungry.”

A soft chuckle came out with a smirk, Bada looked around at the crowd around all of you. “Half of these people are mushy for the right things, don’t worry about it.”

That made you curious. Even if you hesitated in the question, you let it out anyways. “Are you like that, too?”

Bada kept quiet for a second, the ghostly essence of a smirk still there on her lips as she shrugged. So cool, like she was tacitly telling you that you wouldn’t know – and you would only find out if she wanted you to. That silence was far from awkward, it was rather refreshing, like Bada wasn’t afraid of silence (or, well, silence between the two of you, considering there was a whole party going on behind you). And she wasn’t afraid of looking at you in the eye as she let the silence flow. Warmth started to spread on your cheeks, painting your face a shade of pink and tell-taling how you were feeling about Bada staring at you like that.  

“Bada?” 

You and Bada turned to see Lusher and Tatter. 

“I need to talk to Tatter alone for a second, can you watch over my roomie?” 

You stood up straight the second you heard that. Was she really just going to leave you like that? 

Bada nodded. “I’ll take care of her, you do what you need to do,” she said like she was a leader, concisely and firmly – like she was a reliable person and could take care of it. Perhaps it was a bit of a late connection, but it had dawned on you then as Lusher and Tatter walked away that you were standing in front of Lusher’s dance crew leader, and her mentor.

The tall woman looked at them walk away, just to know where they were heading off, while you looked up at Bada with this brand new perspective. And you were getting a little more nervous. 

Lusher had spoken to you briefly about her dance team and her leader, but not by name. What you knew about this elusive leader was that she was quite the popular lady among the dancer and rapper circle. A once-rapper that fell in love with dancing and switched specialties, now fully a dancer that battles occasionally and competes with others in tournaments. She’s considered quite a competent battler and a very talented dancer (and choreographer) and quite the ladies magnet. You didn’t quite know why for that last one, but it made you nervous.

“Yo,” Bada said, pulling you out of your own thoughts with a snap close to your eyes. 

You looked up at her again, gulping and hoping she didn’t hear or notice that.

“You okay over there?” She merely asked.

You cleared your throat and tried so hard to play it cool. “Y-yeah!”

Bada looked at you in silence, face completely impassive before she chuckled a little. “C’mon, sit down.”

You went to do just that, trying to hide the fact that you felt your knees weak enough to give in at any second. But you soon sat down, facing the big moving crowd full of life. Bada had taken her seat near you but at an arm’s length, grabbing a bottle from the table before placing her feet on it casually. You can hear your parents saying that’s a rude gesture, but you can’t help but to find it very… familiar, casual, even cool. 

Then silence, at least between the two of you. You couldn’t really be as comfortable as Bada seemed to be, and you felt your palms sweating already, and you could tell Bada was staring at you. As if she was waiting to see how long it’ll be until you said something to break up the ice. Amused by you, perhaps, or maybe secretly getting a kick out of making you just a bit nervous. 

“So,” you broke first, pouting a bit. If you were going to be stuck with her for the time being, might as well try to get to know her, right? You thought to ask her something about herself, and so you began.

 “You…” 

But you trailed off, looking at Bada. 

That woman was just… staring at you, patiently waiting for you to continue but you couldn’t really keep your mind away from getting distracted as you saw the woman upon closer inspection. Her wide, full lips donning a strikingly pink tone, almost beckoning for you to touch them or to feel them on your body; her nose lovingly sculpted in harmony with her eyes. The way she looked at you, with her facial expression still neutral, made you wonder what she was thinking at that moment. By the time she spoke, nothing in her face changed. Just a blink of her eyes.

“I…?” Bada prodded, trying to get you to say what you wanted.

“Uhh,” you nervously rubbed your neck. What was it that you were gonna ask her? Damn it, you couldn’t remember. 

Bada chuckled a bit. “We got time before they come back, don’t worry.”

The levity made you smile shyly at her. “Sorry.”

Bada shrugged, taking a sip from her drink before she spoke again. “I don’t mind. At least you’re not pretending to be above us or cool.”

“P-people do that a lot?” You stammered out against your better judgment, but genuinely curious about it.

“Oh yeah. Especially to me,” Bada instantly replied. “You’re doing good so far.”

That made you feel better, and a little less nervous.

But before the silence could sit, Bada up and asked you a question herself. “What brings you here if this isn’t your scene?”

You shrugged. “I was at a frat party before this. It sucked.”

“Yeah,” Bada laughed, leaning back and resting her arm on the top of the booth’s cushion. So laid back, comfortable, but still keeping her distance. “Lusher told me those guys over there don’t know how to party at all.”

Her laugh was nice, you wanted to hear it again. Not realizing it, you scooted closer to her as you spoke, feeling somehow magnetically pulled now. “It’s not the first time?”

Bada shook her head. “Nah, it’s been something Lusher learned real quick when she enrolled there.”

“Guess I learned too,” you said, glancing at her and noticing that she’s… eyeing you. Up and down, like she’s analyzing you now that she’s close enough. You tried not to let that get to your nerves. “I-I just wanted to have a fun night, meet the place I’m gonna live in for a while, make friends, you know?”

Well, you stammered a little but you finished the sentence.

Bada nodded, sympathetic but not saying anything for a second.

“And this isn’t my scene, b-but Lusher insisted and I think she’s so cool. You guys are cool too, but you people scare me, you just seem so tough and–.”

Bada chuckled then, putting her hand up to stop you from speaking more. “Calm down, puppy. I got you.”

You blushed in embarrassment, tightly pressing your lips together as if to stop you from screwing this up more somehow. 

Bada just looked at you though, an unmistakable glimpse of fondness so palpable in her eyes at the way she looked at you. “Do I scare you?” Emphasis on the I.

Yes. Yes. Oh my god, yes. She scared you in a way that was so exciting you couldn’t even put it into words. She fascinated you so much, like a brand new story unraveling before you. Lips parted, you were ready to say something. 

But words weren’t coming out.

Bada was willing to wait patiently, seriously curious, but a tapping on her shoulder brought her out of the conversation. You could almost sense a vague annoyance in her eyes before she turned to see who it was.

“You busy, Bada?” A stranger, someone who barely acknowledged you.

“I’m totally free right now,” Bada said firmly, but you could tell there was a twinge of sarcasm sprinkled on top of it. “What is it?”

“We need you to take the stage for a second, the guys playing after the DJ are caught on some fucking traffic, can you believe it?”

Bada nodded slowly, like she barely cared. “Crazy,” she slowly looked over to you. “Traffic on a Saturday night, can you believe it?”

You had to stop yourself from smiling and giggling at Bada’s reaction to this sudden request.

“We already got someone but we also–.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Bada waved her hand and stood up, getting the guy to be quiet. “Explain it to me on the way there,” she then looked at you, leaning in so she doesn’t have to shout over the music. “I’ll be back in a snappy, you be a good girl and wait here.”

That sent shivers down your spine. It was a direct command, full with a nickname to get your legs turning into jelly. You could only look at her and nod rapidly, hypnotized, probably looking like a scared little puppy. 

With that, Bada walked away with the guy. Confident, chin tilted up, leading the way for the guy who kept yapping. Just by watching her walk away you felt so insecure, and it didn’t take long for you to notice it. Like suddenly the support beam that was Bada (and by extension Lusher) was ripped out from under you. So, you remained seated like the good girl you were.

To distract yourself, you wondered what exactly was Bada going to do on stage. Curiosity built up more and more, considering Bada was the leading lady of a dance crew and if Bada was so popular, she had to be good right?

The DJ finished his set and bid farewell for the night, introducing two last-minute hosts to fill the stage (and stretch the time) and entertain the already hyped crowd. The crowd welcomed Bada and an equally tough looking lady with warm applause and cheers. Soon enough, you understood what was that magnetism that Bada seemed to have on people. Her charismatic presence was palpable even on stage; from the way she held the microphone, the way she walked around on stage like she was born on it and owned it, to the way she interacted with the other host and the audience. So smoothly, like there was no one watching. 

Her true power came on when both hosts decided to host a little impromptu battle against each other. Lyrically and physically. By physical I mean dancing, this isn’t a fight club. Though you were sure that Bada knew of an underground fight club somewhere. First, they both duked it out on a freestyle rap. Frankly, you couldn’t even hear what they were saying, observing the crowd gather closer and cheer for the punchlines that both girls were throwing out there. You were just in awe watching Bada’s passion for this art form, the way she spoke to the microphone and the attractive vein on her already attractive neck, the gestures she made like it was second nature to her–.

Oh you looked like an idiot didn’t you? Jaw dropped, leaning in, absolutely enwrapped in the spectacle.

The crowd decided and after a neck and neck battle Bada lost this part of the battle. The face-off wasn’t over, though. Soon enough, a hard hitting instrumental blasted through the speakers, its rhythm instantly infecting both girls on stage immediately. The winner of the last round went first, and you were impressed by the way they could even move their body. Hell, you didn’t even know half of that was possible. But then, Bada was up.

“Hey, what’s up?” Lusher said, coming out from wherever her and Tatter went. However, she took one good look at your flabbergasted face and looked at the stage. Then, she just nodded and sat beside you, observing Bada tear up the stage.

And tear it up she did. That woman was a force to be reckoned with, able to be smooth and rough, fast or slow – even go from intimidating and hard hitting to sensual and flirty. The way she moved her hips was so exquisite, full of vigor and flavor and you couldn’t help a tiny little gasp coming out of you; the way she had such a control over her body and how her popping looked so powerful and like it could break the floor. So easy flowing, so confident… No wonder there was such a craze for this woman. It even explained Lusher’s pride on having a dance crew with her, like she was the cool mentor figure you want on your side for battles.

The crowd went wild, the other dancer even had to laugh at the ingenuity of some of Bada’s moves, so this round was unmistakably Bada’s win in the bag. Just in time, too, seeing as the next performer had arrived and was ready to take the stage themselves. Bada and her impromptu co-host both came off the stage and your eyes couldn’t stop following Bada – who was quickly swarmed by people congratulating her, greeting her, and you could even notice some girls come up to her to… well, you didn’t know. All you knew is that even from afar, you could tell some of them wanted to stick around Bada for the rest of the night, and you thought for a second that Bada would ditch you to stick around people who seemed to be more confident and cooler. Yet, Bada excused herself politely and moosey’d on over to where you and the girls were sitting.

Wait, you and the girls?

You woke up from your little trance and looked at Lusher and Tatter who were gossiping and giggling like you weren’t there. It wasn’t until the brunette noticed you that she smacked the blonde on the leg and both exaggeratedly pretended to look innocently at you. 

“What are you guys doing?” you asked, leaning and trying to tune out the music and the talking coming from the stage.

“Oh nothing,” Tatter began, fixing her hair.

“Just talking about how you look like you’ve never seen people dance,” Lusher said boldly, earning a gasp from Tatter who smacked her in return. “What? It’s the truth.”

“S-shut up–. I was just watching Bada dance!” You replied defensively, as if hoping they hadn’t watched you gobsmacked for the entire battle.

In response, both Lusher and Tatter opted to imitate how you looked – and at the sheer timing of them doing it perfectly in sync, bursted out laughing together, complete with claps and smacking each other.

You just had to sit there and take it, even if it was making you blush with embarrassment. Internally you panicked a little, seeing Bada bid farewell to the people who were walking with her and walking up towards you. She looked at you and in that moment it felt like everything was in slow motion. And that made you blush harder. 

“Hey girls,” Bada said, looking at Lusher and Tatter still recovering from their laughing fit. “C’mon, my dancing wasn’t that bad,” she jumped in, jokingly.

“No, no, no, it’s not that,” Lusher and Tatter said in unison, shaking their heads and hands.

Bada looked at you, pointing at the two dopeys with her head. “What are they laughing about then?”

“At me, watching you,” you said honestly, not daring to look at her.

Bada didn’t question that, as if she already knew what had happened. You didn’t notice or know, but she was staring at you, eyes squinting a little bit and discerning that faint pink on your cheeks. Either way, she sat nearest to you. “I’m sorry, duty called.”

You bravely looked at her and shook your head. “I-It’s okay. I a-actually wanted to see you dance.”

At that, Bada looked like she wanted to ask something, but opted out of it. Maybe it was to reiterate the question of whether or not you were scared of her. Instead, the question that came out was.

“How was it then? Did you like it?”

Are you scared of me?

“It was really cool,” you said.

And yes you were scared of how much this woman rocked your world.

Oh, she was rocking your world and you could feel your knees about to give in at any moment. But if your knees gave out now, you would only fall against Bada’s moving body. It was inevitable that at one point the girls would get up and go dance, but you didn’t expect them to not only drag you, but to drag Bada along to dance with you.

“Guys, I don’t know how to dance–.”

But Lusher didn’t seem to care, and Bada seemed to care even less.

You, fish out of water that can barely dance, paired with the smoke bomb that was Bada. A cruel joke, you felt, but Bada didn’t seem to have troubles with leading you and teaching you. With the patience of a saint, Bada leads you into what should really be a sensual dance together. Yet, it was filled with shy smiles from you and encouraging smiles from her. When your confidence in it grew, you moved with intent and Bada noticed. 

At this, she directly spoke to your ear. “See, you have it in you,” it was soft encouragement, a hand carefully placed on your tummy as she got into it as well. You could understand then why the girls enjoyed doing this, just drifting to the music was fun, being this close to someone attractive made you feel so much more confident and excited. With the way Bada looked at you here and there, you found yourself intoxicated by her presence like many of the other girls who were crushing madly on her. Ah, you could understand them, you could understand the desperate need to make a move.

But you couldn’t. Not when you felt something interesting when grinding against Bada, your hands instinctively landing on Bada’s thighs upon feeling it. A surprise, for sure, but a very… fascinating one.

You almost second guessed whether or not you felt it and wanted to check again, but when Bada slowed down to a halt it became clear. Clarified further by that groan to your ear coming from Bada. “Fuck,” like she didn’t expect that herself.

But before any of you both could do anything, the music came to an end. The person holding the microphone babbled away while Lusher approached you and Bada, taking advantage of the moment to talk to you both.

“Yo, we should get going. It’s getting a bit too late.”

You were a little flabbergasted, it showed a little on your face when you looked back at Bada. But Bada looked at you with that same composed look, yet she softly apologized. 

“Sorry about that,” and it was just for you to hear. But loudly and firmly, she responded to Lusher. “Let me drive you home.”

The sea of meaningless words kept clashing into each other and creating nonsense as you kept reading. God, studying was no use right now. In your mind there was only something running around endlessly and that was Bada. 

You couldn’t stop thinking of the ride back home from yesterday. Bada cooly driving everyone, unfazed by what had just happened between the two of you. You were on the passenger seat, looking at her discreetly and noting – at least in the beginning –  that subtle, tell-tale bulge. A bulge that soon enough dissipated, as if Bada put it under control. It fascinated you, seeing as you hadn’t noticed before that moment, but above all what fascinated you was how casual she was about it. And how she seemed to notice you staring every now and then. Responsibly, of course, she didn’t keep her eyes off the road when the car was moving even for an inch, but when slowing down to a stop to drop off Tatter, Bada looked at you and noticed you already were staring. Against your better judgment, you didn’t look away, instead you locked gazes with her while Tatter gathered her things to hop off. And in that brief moment you both looked at each other, she… smirked. 

Like she knew why you were staring at her for starters, like she was going to talk to you about it at one point. Just not that night.

But you couldn’t feel the same certainty and confidence you felt then. Not after waking up the next morning and realizing you were probably way out of her league, the bits of liquid confidence that tasted like hellish alcohol dissipating from your system.

Now, studying was impossible and your mind was restless. 

Lusher was also sprawled across her bed, the book just covering her face. She was exhausted by the night before and struggling to study for different reasons. But she was more confused as to why YOU were struggling. You had been a studious kind of reader, a better student than her in the short amount of time you were her roomie. So, she grabbed the book, closed it and found enjoyment somewhere else.

Poking your brain for a second, figuring you out.

“Can’t study either, huh?” She asked first, her voice breaking the heavy silence. 

“Nope,” you replied, forehead to textbook now. “Not at all.”

“Last night wasn’t THAT wild though,” Lusher said. “I thought you avoided drinking that much for the same reason.”

You sighed and opted to lay face up, closing the book. “It’s not the drinking.”

Lusher looked confused. “Then, what is it?”

You really had no idea how to even begin explaining it, or if you should even tell your roommate that the leader of her dance crew was the one thing consistently on your mind. “I… I don’t know.”

Lusher squinted, her brain starting to function. “I thought you had fun, you look like you’re hungover more than anything.”

“No, believe me. I had a lot of fun, it was great! But…”

Is it too corny to say you were hungover from the rapid growth of a crush? A crush who you danced with and had in your space all night? Definitely felt like you were yearning for her to start with, like you needed to be near her to survive. Ugh! Stupid feeling, you hated it and its very silly side effects. You truly couldn’t word this to Lusher in a way that was logical or anything, so you gave yourself the moment of silence to try to come up with something.

That silence was more than enough for Lusher to click things together. She may not be good for studying, but gossip is her Ph.D and life. It dawned on her and while she was still piecing things together, she gasped out. “Oh my god,” she excitedly slid to the edge of her bed. “It’s Bada, isn’t it?”

Your eyes shut open wide and looked at her. “N-no?”

“Oh you’re lying,” Lusher pointed at you, breaking out into laughter.

You were blushing all over again, grabbing your pillow and covering it – almost as if to smother yourself to get away from embarrassment. 

“Aw, c’mon, I don’t blame you!” Lusher insisted, skipping over to the edge of your bed. “Don’t be embarrassed, Bada is quite the looker.”

You groaned into the pillow and Lusher grabbed it away from you, giggling. “She’s… so pretty.”

“Yeah,” Lusher nodded. “She’s also really hot, isn’t she?”

“Lusher, she’s your leader.” “So? I can find my friends hot,” Lusher shrugged. “Like Tatter is hot. And Bada IS hot, you can’t deny it.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but to smile at that. “Yes.”

“Aha!” Lusher snapped her fingers. “Then wait,” she calmed down a bit. “Why were you so dejected just now? Aren’t you supposed to be like… giddy about it?”

You shook your head. “I am, but… Y’know. I talked to her a lot and she was so fascinating to me, like there’s a lot to learn about her. And we even danced and all but… Bada is out of my league.”

Lusher wanted to slap you and you could tell. “She spent the entire night with you, you idiot.”

“Which her heartbreaker type can do,” you reasoned, raising a finger matter of factly. 

Lusher was about to retort, but thought it through for a second. “She used to, not so much anymore.”

“See?”

“Okay but,” Lusher insisted, trying to defend her leader now. “She doesn’t do that and I think she respects that we’re roommates to even try that, okay?”

You couldn’t give a rebuttal to that.

Lusher adjusted in her seat. “Besides, when she was done dancing with you she looked like she needed some fresh air. Like you rocke–.” Lusher stopped abruptly and gasped, hitting your arm playfully. “Tatter was right!”

You were trying to get away from her smacks. “Wh-what, stop that!”

“Oh my god,” Lusher giggled, trying to lower her voice a bit. “Tatter mentioned that when she saw Bada take us to her car, she saw Bada a little flustered, trying to hide her–.” Lusher looked around, then whispered away. “Her hard on.”

You gulped, looking at the ceiling and not daring to keep eye contact with your roommate. 

“Listen, Bada doesn’t get hard-ons like that ever,” Lusher insisted, hitting the mattress repeatedly. “Ne-ver. I’ve seen her dance with so many people! She has been grinded on plenty of times, and believe me even I danced with her once. I have never seen her have a hard-on. Which, I will admit, did wound my ego just a bit,” dramatic pause for Lusher to place her hand on her chest. “But Bada has never gotten hard.”

You rubbed your arm. “M-maybe Tatter misunderstood–.”

“That girl has 20/20 vision and can see ants running on the ground, I doubt she would not notice,” Lusher said way too excited. “This is good gossip, oh my god.”

You covered your face. “Stoooop, it still doesn’t mean anything.”

“Yes, it does. It means you affected her a little, enough to catch her off guard. Bada doesn’t just get flustered like that, not in all the while I’ve known her,” Lusher insisted, as hopeful as you should be. “I don’t care if she’s out of your league or whatever, if you like her and she likes you back, give it a try. You already got her once, right?”

Lusher does have a point. What gives if Bada is out of your league? Why not just try it and see where it goes? Why not just chase after the woman who already seems to pay particular attention to you?

Why not?

[springmugler]

grocery runs

summary:bada loves ruining and making a mess out of you, even if you’re in public. bada sneaks her hand up your skirt in the grocery store, feeling up your pretty pussy.

y/n in a pretty black skirt while grocery shopping with her girlfriend . but you suddenly feels a hand slip up your skirt and you gasp, whipping your head around. bada is nonchalant as she starts rubbing your pretty pussy with her thick calloused fingers.

"hng w-what are you doing?" you asked, trying to hold back the pathetic whines you wants to let out.

"hm?" bada acts ignorant, slipping one finger into your pussy easily, and you choked out a whimper.

you pussy is still gaping with cum still stuffed deep inside from your session before they went out, so bada can easily slip in another finger. you gasped , pussy throbbing as you reach behind to grip your girlfriend’s wrist.

"w-we're in public bada hng," you speaked in a hushed whisper, trying to pry her hand out of your pussy, looking around to see if anyone is around.

"so? it seems like you're enjoying this baby," bada laughs, her other hand brushing over you leaking cunt.

"you're dripping all over your skirt," bada comments, making you blush and you press your thighs together in embarrassment.

you are about to respond until a worker comes down the aisle they're in.

"ah excuse me!" bada calls to the worker. you whipped your head to look at his girlfriend all panicked but bada just smiles at you. "my girlfriend was looking for something... what was it again?"

"I- um," you tripped over your words, blushing and squirming under the worker's gaze as your girlfriend curls her fingers in your hot pussy. "I was w-wondering where the milk is?"

bada snickers, playing with the "milk" stuffed into the your sweet pussy as the worker talks to him.

"t-thank you!" you’re trembling as you bow politely to the worker, in turn shoving your pussy back onto your girlfriend’s fingers.

you sighed in relief as the worker nods and leaves the aisle but your rest is short-lived. bada roughly shakes up your pussy, long fingers curling up into your spot. you can’t stop the moans from leaving your lips, reaching back to grab your girlfriend’s wrist again.

"b-bada, hng!!!" you pathetically let out, squirming and arching like a slut at the hands of your girlfriend . you turned into bada, hugging her tight because your shaky legs can't hold yourself up for much longer.

bada holds you against her chest, fucking her cum covered fingers into your ruined pussy. you cried into your girlfriend’s shirt, so embarrassed to be this needy in public. you can't help but grind back into the thick fingers, chasing your release.

the taller thrusts harshly against your sweet spot a few more times, leaving you jolting and moaning before you squirt cum all over your pretty black skirt.

bada holds you tightly because you’re shaking and crying with your orgasm, legs unstable. your eyes roll back, arching in your girlfriend’s arms. bada chuckles at you, watching your tongue stick out with tears all over your cheeks as you shivered through your release.

you are panting, mind going blank with the intense pleasure as you squirt bada’s cum from before all out. it all spills onto bada’s fingers, load after load of thick semen coating them.

you finally slump against your girlfriend , drooling with the intensity and still trembling. bada pulls out with her fingers with a soft groan from you. the taller one grabs your hair with her clean hand to see your face clearly once again.

your cheeks stained with tears, drool all over your lips, and red cheeks with a blissed out expression. bada curses in arousal at the sight before feeding you her cum covered fingers. you took it pliantly, too fucked out to think straight.

"such a pretty girl," bada praises as you dumbly suck at the cum, being through with licking every digit. bada finally pulls out her fingers to smear your saliva all over your lips and face, making you look like a complete slut.

"c’mon, let's go," bada smiles, satisfied with how much she ruined her small girlfriend.

once you two get into the car in the parking lot, you’re eager to return the favour, leaning over to nuzzle against your girlfriend’s very hard cock.

"baby-" bada groans, not expecting you to suddenly touch her, licking and rubbing the bulge in her pants.

"your cock... p-please bada," you beg

bada laughs at the your desperate begging before unzipping her pants and pulling them down. her thick oozing cock bounces out, all pent up from being confined in her pants.

you are  instantly on it, licking and mouthing at the thick cock, feeling it up with your small hands. you licked at the tip to taste the precum, moaning at the taste needily. the taller one just pats your head affectionately, not wanting to rush you.

you have been craving for cock for too long so you take it in your mouth. your little mouth and throat are trained so well that you keep sliding down, tears pricking your eyes as the cock enters your warm throat. you moaned wantonly as you take the cock all the way.

bada throws her head back, loudly groaning at the tight heat around her cock and it encourages you more. you swallow around the thickness in your mouth, making your throat constrict. bada moans louder, legs trembling a bit. you always know how to make her go crazy.

you sat flush to your girlfriend’s abdomen, blindly grabbing bada’s hands to grip your hair tighter. it makes the taller look down to meet you looking at her. eyes begging.

she knows very well what that means.

bada tightens her grip on your fluffy hair, and lifts your head up before shoving it down onto her cock again. you teared up at the suddenness of it all, but your pussy i leaking in your skirt, loving being used.

bada begins moving her hips at a punishing pace, holding your head in place . you just moaned through it all, bada’s heavy balls slapping against your face with every thrust. bada’s groaning and cursing loudly, probably loud enough for people nearby to hear her.

but you two couldn't care less, fucking your tight throat is too addicting, too good.

"baby, I'm gonna cum," bada moans through her laboured breaths, thrusting her hips up rougher, pulling out until just the tip is left before shoving all the way balls deep. you moaned with the thought of your throat being stuffed with cum, circling her hips faster.

bada curses before pressing your head down all the way, cock settling into your throat. the tall girl plugs your nose before cumming straight down your throat.

your eyes roll back with the complete loss of your ability to breathe, cumming in your skirt once again. you’re stuffed to the brim with cock and cum, it's too euphoric and you can't take it, it's too intense.

bada cums hard, cock twitching with thick semen in your hot throat as she throws her head back with a loud groan. you’re drunk on the feeling of not being able to breathe as you’re filled with cum, not even able to properly moan.

bada finally falls limp, pulling you up from her cock. you gasped and choked, air filling your lungs rapidly. you are crying and shaking, too intense for you to take. you’re both panting heavily, no one saying a word with how euphoric it all was.

eventually, bada pulls you up for a much needed kiss, both of you panting into each other's mouths still. bada fumbles with her seat and manages to pull it back while kissing her needy girlfriend . she makes enough room for you to swing your legs over and sit on her lap.

bada is the first to pull away, only to embrace you praise you in hushed whispers. you laid on her chest, listening to your girlfriend’s heartbeat. you two cuddle there for a few minutes before bada tells you she needs to drive home.

you whined, asking for five more minutes and the whipped tall girl gives in. eventually you two managed to drive home to put away the groceries, with your complaints, wanting to just cuddle already.

bada laughs and drags you to the shower after putting away everything. soon as you two all settled in the bedroom with fresh PJs.

you are all clingy after all the intense orgasms you’ve had, laying on your girlfriend’s chest and snuggling into her neck. bada is more than accommodating, embracing you close

"you did well today baby," bada softly praises and you nod into her neck, kissing her collarbone lightly.

you two cuddle close like that before falling asleep, all spent from their intense releases.

[justanotherprofile8]

Since there’s barely any Bada links in here and all of them aren’t actually wlw, I’m doing it myself😓 so yeah enjoy!

Also Disclaimer: they’re mostly not from X/twitter so be safe yall

Bada likes to fuck you hard to hear the wet noises of you two

Bada finger fucks you deep because she loves to make you squirm

Bada is romantic and she loves warming up with soft touches and kisses

Her tongue makes you moan and shake everytime

Bada loves taking you from behind and grinding against your ass after a long day

Bada and you fit perfectly with each other

She loooooves to eat you out and take care of you

Sucking your boobs while sweet talking and caressing you until you cum from her sweet touches

Bada loves to be on top and make sure you feel her deeply

More fucking you from behind cause she loves your ass

[badaseyebags]

hi hru?? ur amazingg

can i request a bada smut, when she comes back from dance class clingy and horny, but reader is cooking (idk, just doing something) and has to finish?

if u dont want/cant write this, its totally ok, dont feel bad and dont pressure yourself too much. love youuuu<333

but first.. dessert ⋆｡°✩ birthday cake

warnings: whiny/needy bada, she’s basically desperate, lots of making out, low-key cringe my apolocheese, it’s cute but it’s also not, bada herself.

word count: 1,5k

authors note: hi dear anon, first of all i would like to apologise for taking so so long to finish writing your request, and also hope you don’t mind me turning this into a birthday piece and not writing full on smut just yet! thank you for requesting, feel free to leave feedback (very appreciated) requests open <3

it’s currently 3 pm and bada’s class doesn’t end until 3:45, meaning she won’t be able to get home anywhere before 5pm. which means.. almost another hour or so of torture. the torture being her not being able to get her hands all over you as she would really wishes she could right now. all she has to do is distract herself for the time being before she can fulfil her wishes. simple enough, right? well it would be, if it wasn’t for the dizzying heat spreading trough out her whole body ..and for the naughty visions she created of you causing her to feel this way. if she could take you right now, right here in her studio, she would. no questions asked. no hesitation. she wouldn’t even care to shut the door, too impatient to get a feel, a taste, a touch, or anything she can. the way she would bend you over and watch you take her from behind and- okay, no. this was getting harder by minute. sometimes she’s thankful she wasn’t born a man, because she would have a “harder” time physically masking what you do to her almost 24/7.

the more she tried “distracting” herself, the more need she ended up feeling towards you. shaking her thoughts off, she continued showing off her dance skills, her movements becoming even more sensual than they usually tend to be. not that anyone minded, they were used to this by now. heck, they even appreciated it if they had to be honest. seeing her grind on the floor and smack the air was nothing out the norm, anyone would of thought she was just in her element. what they didn’t know was that she was imagining you under her the whole time, her cap covering her dark eyes that held nothing but lust at the moment. after what felt like long years it was finally time for her to leave. she didn’t even stay behind for a little talk session with her students as she usually does, politely excusing herself and dashing out the door. she was practically sprinting towards her car, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, making her knuckles turn white. she had one priority right now and that’s all that mattered.

meanwhile you were in the kitchen trying to be a sweet good girlfriend for bada, preparing a little birthday surprise for her. not that the breakfast you prepared for her this morning and brought to bed wasn’t enough, or you feeding it to her as her grin grew wider. but you really wanted to surprise her when she comes back. she shouldn’t be home for at least 30 minutes or more like a hour that she usually spends chatting in her studio after her classes. it’s her birthday after all and you’re sure her students won’t let her go so quickly without wishing her all the best and more. you planned to dress up real pretty for her once you finish baking, and according to the clock you still had plenty of time. you were currently wearing nothing but one of bada’s oversized shirts that didn’t do much to cover your body, stopping just in the middle of your thigh, and a cute little apron on top to prevent it from getting dirty as you decorated the first batch of your strawberry vanilla cupcakes, the other still baking in the oven. you had this cute little idea of assembling the cupcakes in the shape of a full cake. it would save a lot of hassle cutting uneven cake slices, you thought. you sigh, sleepily wiping your forehead with the back of your whipped cream covered hand, given that you’ve started baking right after bada’s tall figure left the door just so you could get everything ready in time.

your soft humming to the beat of the song playing in the background was interrupted by an abrupt sound of keys jingling, followed by the handle being turned. you turned your head in surprise blinking in confusion, heart dropping to your feet. feeling a little embarrassed and caught off guard since you wanted all of this to be a surprise, well.. it would of been, if you’ve gotten the chance to finish it. you didn’t even get the chance to fully turn around to face her, to give her a proper greeting before she eloped you in a tight back hug, her large arms securely wrapping themselves around your waist. a place they almost belonged. you could feel her, smell her, and even hear her before you could see her.

“bada! is it 5 already?” you turn your head slightly to get a peek at her unusually out of breath self. she’s in very good shape it’s not likely seeing her so out of breath, unless she just finished dancing, or in this case ran to her to you faster. she just shakes her head, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple making your heart flutter. “no no baby, i just couldn’t wait to get home..” she buries her face in your neck, inhaling your scent giving you goosebumps, her voice dropping a little lower. your ears perk up as you suddenly notice her breathing much heavier then usual, her sweaty hands gripping onto your waist a little more possessively than you’re used to. you tried to keep your composure and continue decorating cupcakes, acting as if nothing was going on, but bada’s strange behaviour had your head spinning.

was she… in the mood or something? your suspicions further confirmed themselves as the innocent sniffing turned into rushed pecks to your neck, gradually transforming to soft nibbles and messy kisses. your movements came to a halt, eyes widening as you heard her whine against your skin. “please.. i need you so bad… i had to come home early because i couldn’t help myself.” your hands grip the piping bag out of instinct, causing some of it to spill on the counter and all over your hand. “you’re gonna let me have you right… you’re gonna let me take you… please baby say you will.” she growled into your ear, her hands slowly sliding down your hips and under the thin fabric covering your skin.

“bada i.. i have to finish this, it was supposed to be a surprise-“ you weakly mumble as you feel her large hands rub over the bare skin of your hips. “let me finish you first… you didn’t even wear panties? is that another surprise for me? please, let me have a taste..” she was practically begging at this point, her chest pressed tightly against your back. you couldn’t hold back anymore, turning around to face her was a huge mistake. seeing her in this state only made you weak in the knees. her wavy hair all messed up, sticky bangs pressed against her forehead. cheeks flushed, sweaty clothes sticking to her skin, chest rising up and down with her glossy eyes staring at you with pure desperation. you look up at her admiring her beauty as you cup her cheek, some of the whipped cream leaving a stain behind. she was quick to catch it, her tongue sticking out to lick the remains of the sugary cream as she held your hand against it, moaning softly as she closed her eyes. you’ve decided you had enough, you couldn’t even handle it anymore. with little effort you pulled her face to your level, catching her off guard. her hands fell on the counter behind you, successfully trapping you in the middle as you gave her the softest most gentle loving kiss and pulled away. she whines leaning into another kiss but you pull away again with a gentle giggle to tease her, just to rile her up more.

she huffs as she grips your hips, effortlessly lifting you up on the counter. one of her hands cups your jaw and the other rests on your thigh as she forces herself between them, crashing her lips against yours. this kiss being anything but gentle, unlike the previous one. your arms instinctively wrap around her neck to pull her in closer. she suddenly bites down on your bottom lip, making you shriek but all she does is shiver and kisses you harder, her lips sliding down your jaw and all the way to your neck, painting it in multiple hues of red and purple. you grip onto her hair, partly to make her slow down and partly because you wanted more. “bada slow down, what are you doing-” you lean your head back nonetheless giving her more access to your neck, skilled hand undoing the messy bow of your apron. “decorating my cake before i get to taste it.” she mumbles against your skin, nipping harder as she tosses the apron aside. her kisses trail up higher once again, her voice soon interrupted by the sound of the oven timer going off, her lips swallowing all and any protests before they could ever leave yours.

[lilyliu02]

To all bada lee writters out there WE MISS U PLEASE COEMBACK

[luvleyk]

— More?

| CW: public sex, fingering, mirror sex, CEO! Bada x reader, uh.. Sugar mommy! Bada?

|A/N: hi😌

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Bada sat poised on one of the chairs, that was near in the fitting room area. Her finger tapped on her knee while waiting for you to show her the first outfit that you had chosen. She insisted that she'll buy you a new clothes, since your old ones are a bit... Tacky in her taste. You were a bit hesitant but you didn't have the choice.

A soft tune can be heard from the store's speakers, tho it sounds faint in her ears because she was more focused on the soft shuffling nose of the clothes, behind the door of the fitting room..

Lately, she found herself often checking her schedule, as if seeking more opportunities to spend her time with you. Due to her busy schedule, she wasn't been able to be with you and it made her a bit frustrated. Hell, she was even considering to bring you to her company. That consideration led her to think something so... Vulgar.. You, bending over her desk as she takes you there, telling you to keep quiet because her employees might come in and see how debauched you look..

She sighed quietly, trying to push the pent-up frustration aside as she leaned down, her elbows were resting against her lap. She pinched the bridge of her nose to calm herself.

But that didn't seem to help when she saw you exited the fitting room wearing that dress. Her hand unconsciously gripped on the fabric of her trousers. Fuck. She thought as her gaze trailer down on your body.. The way the cotton fabric hugging your body, showing your perfect curves, the hem of the dress were showing your soft and tender thighs, it's stirring something inside her..

"Bada..? So.. Uhm.. How do I look..?" Your questions snapped her from the thoughts that were kept piling up in her mind..

She coughs before getting up. The way you look, right now. Is not helping her clear her mind. She walk towards you, her gaze were examining you, as if she's trying to see if it looks good. When in reality she just wants to push you towards the fitting room.. "Mm... Yeah.. You look pretty, baby" she said, feigning nonchalance as she can't help but to stare at your body. A bit too intense in comfort.

You seemed to notice her intense stare, but didn't pay no mind since you always notice her do that when she looks at you..

She suddenly became bold, when you noticed her leaned down and her hand trail behind your back, groping your ass.. "Mmhm... We should definitely buy this one.." She whispered against your ear. Her smirk widens as she felt you shudder against her.

You felt her pulled away and looked down at you.. "Maybe, we should take a closer look in the mirror, hm?" She asked, gesturing to get inside the fitting room.

Her sudden action made you swallowed hard, the anticipation sending a shiver down your spine as you nodded slowly.. "O.. Okay.." You stammered and guided her inside the changing room..

She closed the door and lock it, making sure no one will disturb as her eyes went to the mirror, her piercing gaze trailing through the reflection of your body. You felt yourself heat up at the sight of her, looming over you from behind.

Bada's hand slid on your waist, pulling you close as she lean down on your ear.. "You look pretty.." She hummed, planting a kiss on your neck. She let out a satisfied hum as she hear you let out a quiet moan and tilt your head. "Should dress you up so pretty, everyday.. Wanna spoil you, hmm." She nuzzled her nose against the crook of your neck, and you shivered as a response..

She slightly pulled away to look again in the mirror, her eyes raked over your body as her hand went to the hem of your dress, lifting it up to expose your skin and the lacy undergarments, underneath..

"Tell me, baby.." She breathe against your skin, her fingers dancing against the tender spot of your thigh.. "What do you think? Does this make you more beautiful?" Her words sounds innocent but her tone were dripping with a hint of lust.

You looked at the mirror, seeing her standing behind your back while looking at you with such hungry gaze, made your cunt clenched at nothing. You bit your lips and nodded as a response... "Y.. Yes.."

Her smirk were still visible as she started to knead the soft flesh while her other hand pulled you closer against her. "Mhm.. As it should.." She said, nailing were dragging up on your thighs, eliciting a shiver from you.

"Do you mind, holding this?" she asked, gesturing you to hold the hem of the dress.. Reluctantly, you did what she told you to. She chuckled quietly before planting a kiss on your head.. "Such a good girl for me.."

A shiver run down from your spine as you felt her fingers rubbing on the apex of your thighs.. The fabric of your panty, rubbing against your clit send a tingly sensation in your stomach..

"B.. Bada.. What if we get caught.."

"Shh.. If you just stay still and be quiet, we won't be able to get caught.." She reassured as her fingers continue to rub in circles on your sensitive bud.. She can already feel how hot you were, down there..

You hand gripped on her arm for support, while the other were covering your mouth, a feeble attempt to muffle out your gasps and moans that were threatening to escape.. You tried to look away from the mirror but her free hand, gripped your jaw, forcing you to look.. "I didn't told you to look away, baby" she murmured against your ear.

Her hand pulled away from rubbing your bud, and hook her fingers on the waistband of your underwear, slowly pulling it down. She watch it fall down on your legs before her fingers went back to rubbing your clit.. You could see how she watches you with pure ecstasy, the way your lips parted, letting out a quiet, yet breathless moan.. She's enjoying every bit of tremor and shudders that passed through you..

Fingers, slowly brushing against your slick folds. A satisfied hum, escape her throat as she feels how wet and ready you are for her.. "Oh baby... Look how wet you are. You're practically dripping.." She murmured, planting a kiss on the crook of your neck as she slowly pushed two digits, invading your aching hole.. A muffled whimper escaped your lips as you watch her fingers slowly pushing in and out of you, feeling her long, slender fingers rubbing against that spot that made your toes curl..

"Do you feel good, baby?" She asked, finger fucking your needy cunt with single-minded focus..

"Y.. Yes..." You replied, feeling more aroused and forgetting that you two were doing this in public, where people might hear you..

Too risky. That's what your mind keeps telling you. What if the sales clerk would suddenly knock...? Disturbing the two of you? Or they suddenly opened the door and got caught... That'd be too embarrassing..

Bada seemed to notice your daze expression, almost like you're getting lost in thought and not focusing on her.

Feeling a bit annoyed by your action, she curled up her fingers inside, hitting that spongey spot that almost made you moan loudly. "I didn't told you to get distracted" she murmured, pumping her fingers in a fast pace. She's desperate to make you cum, wanting you to drip and leave traces here, in this small room..

Your legs quivered as you tried to stay still while gripping on her arm for support.. "I'm gonna... Mn.. Gonna cum, Bada..." You moaned quietly.

She planted a kiss on your head while she increased her pace, fucking into your soaked cunt with wild abandon. Her thumb rubbed your clit harder, the rough pad circling and pressing against the sensitive nub. She could feel your arousal dripping down her fingers, coating them slickly as she worked you closer to your peak.

You lift the skirt of your dress up and bit the hem to muffle your cries.. She could feel your body tensing, your inner muscles starting to flutter and quake around her plunging fingers as your climax rapidly approached. Bada knew you were right on the cusp, teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

"That's it, baby..." She encourages against the crook of your neck.. Her thumb pressed down hard on your clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in tight, rapid circles. At the same time, Bada curled her fingers sharply inside you, pressing against that sensitive spot deep within your core that made your toes curl in your shoes.

After a while, you grew tense. Your hand gripping tightly on her arm, as you convulse against her. Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, your inner walls clamping down on her fingers like a vice as you shuddered and jerked in her embrace.

"Good girl, baby.. Good girl.." She praised as she slowly thrust her fingers, prolonging your orgasm. She gentled her touch, her fingers slowing their fervent thrusts to long, languid strokes as she helped you ride out the aftershocks. Bada's other arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against her as she held you close, supporting you through the intensity of your release.

As you slowly relaxes, she slowly pulled out. Her other hand gripped your jaw as she made you watch her lick her fingers clean.. "Mmn.. Delicious as always.." She hummed.. The erotic sight of her tasting your climax sent another shudder through your oversensitive body.

After that she gave you your regular clothes and told you to change quickly.. And mentioning that she'll do more once you both go back to her manor, made your pussy clenched at nothing again..

Once you're done changing, you exited the fitting room, holding the dress that you tried earlier.. "We should buy this... It's embarrassing that I wore this while we did that..." You quietly said, feeling embarrassed at the memory..

She chuckled and patted your head.. "Of course... I'll buy it for you. In fact, I could buy this whole store for you.." She teased, ignoring the part where you mentioned that she finger fucked you while you're wearing that dress..

You followed her to the counter as you watch her gave her card on the cashier to pay. Your eyes was just focused on her hands... Your thoughts were all jammed..

"What are you thinking?" You're snapped out of your thoughts when you notice her already finished paying for the dress and now just looking down at you..

"N.. Nothing.." You stammered and she chuckled..

"Don't worry, baby.. If you want more.. We can do it in the car or in my bedroom" she whispered against your ear.

Your cheeks heated up and just shook your head.. "L.. Let's just go.."

A laugh escape from her lips as she guided you of the store and lead you to the parking lot. Her movements were a bit quick and deliberate, as if impatiently wanting to fuck you..

"You're ready for another round, right?"

[pinkcelestialstar]

Guess who's here after a long vacation(not really), I was procrastinating on writing this one. But finally am done. I don't even know how this one is...so yeah.

You broke up, but I didn't.

Bada CEO x employee reader. (Also girlfriends)

Smut. G!p.

Bada walks into your office, closing the door behind her with a soft click. She leans against it, arms crossed over her chest, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she sees you sitting at your desk. "Well, well, well... look who's avoiding their 'ex-girlfriend' today."

You rolled your eyes at her.

Though she calls you 'ex' as you wanted it, since it was a 'breakup', which she didn't really feel since she's always flirting with you, or at least trying to, since you didn't flirt back. For her it was her girlfriend being mad at her after a fight.

It was all because she forgot your birthday and was out for a business meeting in London precisely on that day, and was out of reach, and you yelled and cried over the call and broke up with her. But you can't help but see her face every day since she's the CEO and you're an employee working there.

Bada pushes off from the door and saunters over to your desk, her heels clicking against the floor. She reaches out and gently grabs your chair, spinning you around to face her. "Come on, don't give me that attitude."

She tilts her head, studying your face with those piercing eyes of hers. Her thumb gently brushes against your cheek as she speaks softly. "We used to be so good together... I don't understand why you had to go and break up with me over something so stupid."

"You're a jerk," you said as you couldn't find an insult.

Bada's smirk falters for a moment at your harsh words, but then it returns full force as she leans in closer, her face inches from yours. "Ouch, that hurts coming from you. Especially since I remember exactly how those lips used to kiss instead of throwing harsh words around, I could always use mine to shut you up~"

Your cheeks flush as you try to act nonchalant.

She notices your flustered expression and smiles mischievously, leaning in even closer. "Miss me yet?" Her voice drops lower, more intimate. "Remember how good we were together? How you used to moan my name at night?" Her head tilts slightly, eyes locked with yours.

You bend and escape from the chair she pinned you to. "Shut up," you say, flustered.

She lets out a full-blown laugh at your flustered state, following you around her desk. "Someone's extra sensitive today..." Her heels click behind you as she pursues. "You know what? You're only proving my point more - acting like someone who misses their girlfriend very much."

You stand leaning forward, holding yourself with your palms on the table, as you couldn't stop yourself from being flustered.

Seeing you like this, so vulnerable, pushes her limits. She steps closer, her body pressing against yours from behind as she wraps her arms around your waist. "I could bend you over this table right now... make you forget all about our stupid fight..." Her breath ghosts over your ear.

You look up behind you as you were breathing heavily, "I hate you.."

Her smirk widens. She knows you're not actually mad, just extremely flustered. Her eyes drop to watch your chest rise and fall quickly. She teasingly whispers, "Do you hate me so much that you don't want my touch? That you don't get wet hearing my dirty talk anymore?"

You blush furiously, "Shut up, jerk"

She chuckles softly, her body pressing even closer against yours. "Such harsh words from someone who's clearly turned on." She shifts slightly, letting her hips press against yours briefly before pulling back just enough to keep teasing. "Remember when I used to make you wet with just my words?"

You whimper as you unconsciously move back to try and let your ass meet her groin in search of friction.

She notices your subtle movement and smirks, pressing forward again so you can feel her through her pants. "You're basically begging me to fuck you against this table right now..." Her lips trace along your neck, feeling your pulse racing. "You miss my cock, don't you?"

"Bada...stop...ngh...I hate you..." you say weakly.

She lets out a soft laugh, knowing full well that your protests are growing weaker by the second. "You hate me so much that your body is pushing back against mine?" She grinds against you slightly, feeling your reaction through your clothes. "Your words say one thing, but your body says another."

She bites your earlobe gently, her hands slowly sliding up your sides. "I bet if I slide my hand into your panties right now, I'd find you soaking wet." Her voice is low and seductive, designed to make your knees weak.

You whimper as your eyes were glossy now, grinding your ass back against her front as you look at her, desperation in your eyes.

She smirks, her eyes darkening with desire. "I knew we'd end up like this." She presses harder against you, letting you feel the length of her cock against your ass.

You try to hold yourself steady against the table.

Without warning, she reaches around and hooks her fingers into your skirt, pulling them down. She can feel your wetness through the thin fabric of your panties. She pushes your panties to the side, rubbing it to feel the wetness "Fuck, I've missed this pussy."

"Tell me to stop." Her voice becomes more commanding, one hand pulling her zipper down to free her cock while the other teasingly traces circles near your entrance. "If you really hate me like you say you do..." Her fingers press lightly against your clit, making you gasp. "Then tell me to fuck off."

You whimper "bada..."

Her name on your lips is all the encouragement she needs. She hooks her arm under your thigh, pulling your leg up higher as she positions herself between your legs. With one swift thrust, she pushes her cock inside you, filling you completely. "That's right, take it." She starts moving.

You gasp as your mouth falls open.

She fucks you hard and fast, just like you used to love. She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. "You're still so fucking tight. I bet no one's touched this pussy since we broke up, have they?" She bites your earlobe.

You whimper.

She reaches up and grabs your throat, squeezing lightly as she continues to pound into you. Her other hand moves to your clit, circling it roughly. "Answer me. Has anyone else been inside this perfect little cunt?" Her movements become more rough, driven by jealousy and possessiveness.

You shake your head as you cry in pleasure.

A feral growl escapes her throat at your response. She pushes you to lay flat on your stomach on the table. She starts fucking you even harder, the table creaking beneath you. "Good girl. This pussy is still mine."

"You remember how deep I can go?" She angles her hips just right, making sure to hit that spot where you can't help but cry out. "Fuck, how I've missed these sounds you make." Her pace becomes rhythmic and intentional, targeting your G-spot with precise strokes.

She watches your face contort with pleasure. She smiles to herself, knowing exactly how to break you down. She pulls out suddenly, making you whimper at the loss. She slaps your ass, "look at that little hole trying to suck me back in~"

Her eyes darken at the sight. She grabs your hips roughly, positioning herself behind you. "Fuck, this view." She slaps your ass hard before grabbing a handful of your flesh and spreading you wide.

She enters your pussy, slow and deep this time. Her hands roam over your curves as she begins to move. One hand slides around your waist to find your clit again, while the other pulls your hair gently. "I've missed fucking this perfect ass and pussy."

You clench around her, gripping her tight.

"Fuck..." Her breath catches, feeling your tightness around her. She increases the pressure on your clit and picks up the pace, knowing exactly how to drive you crazy. "You gonna cum on this dick?" She leans over, teeth grazing your shoulder.

You nods as you flutter around her cock.

She smiles triumphantly, her movements becoming erratic as she chases her own release, determined to make you cum first. "That's it... Take it like a good girl... Fuck, you're gonna make me cum too..." Her hand on your clit moves faster in circles.

You turn your head to look at her "don't pull out...cum in me..."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." She bites her lip, staring into your eyes as she feels herself getting close. She leans back, pushing deep inside you and grinding against your G-spot. "Ngh...what- but-"

You grip her cock tight.

She hisses, knowing that you're trying to make her release. She hits deep inside you again and again.

"Damn it... You do that when I'm trying not to nut..." She spanks your ass softly, then groans, "You want my seed, baby?"

You whimpers and nod.

With a final, powerful thrust, she buries herself deep inside you and cums hard, filling your pussy with her warm, thick cum. She keeps moving slowly, ensuring every drop stays inside you. "Fuck... I love your pussy..." She kisses your neck softly as she comes down from her high.

You flutter around her as you get close too.

Feeling your body respond, she keeps her cock inside you. She slides her hand back to your clit, rubbing it gently but firmly. "Come on, baby. Let me feel that pussy cum all over my dick."

You cry and shudder, cumming hard on her dick, mixing your fluids together.

"Yes... fuck yes..." She continues moving slowly, drawing out your orgasm, loving how your tightening walls squeeze her sensitive cock. "Look at you fucking cumming all over this dick..." She kisses your back, worshipping your body as you shudder through your climax. "Beautiful..."

She slowly pulls out slightly, then pushes back in gently, coating her cock with your combined juices. "Goddamn... Look at this mess..." She grins wickedly and starts thrusting slowly again, mixing everything together inside you.

You look back at her, glaring but with no anger, remembering your fight because of which you 'broke up'.

She sees the unspoken question in your eyes. She captures your lips in a passionate kiss, pouring all her pent-up desire and regret into it.

After the kiss, she rests her forehead against yours, her breath warm on your face. "We were stupid to fight like that... to let something so trivial come between us." Her voice is low and filled with emotion. She pulls back slightly to look into your eyes.

"You still forgot my birthday.."

She winces slightly at the reminder, her expression softening even more. "I know. baby. I fucked up. I was an idiot."

She presses her forehead back against yours, closing her eyes briefly. "I should have been there for you. I should have remembered your birthday."

She starts moving again, this time with more purpose and emotion behind each thrust. "Let me make it up to you... every day for the rest of our lives if I have to." Her hand reaches around to play with your clit while she kisses along your neck. "Please... take me back?"

"You better be ready if I get pregnant...I'm not on pills.." you say, leaning into her touch.

Her eyes widen and a shocked, delighted smile spreads across her face as she freezes, her cock buried deep inside you. "Fuck... you're serious? You're not on birth control?"

You look away, blushing, trying to stay mad as you nod.

She kisses you deeply again, her voice muffled against your lips. "I'll marry you today if that's what it takes." Her hips start moving slowly once more, filling you up completely. "I'll take care of you... of us... of our baby."

"Fuck you but I love you so much, and you better do all the chores and also hire someone else to do all my job at office for forgetting my birthday, and be my wife"

She laughs, a genuine happy laugh as she starts moving faster, her arms wrapping around you to hold you close. "Deal. I'll hire someone... and be your wife... and baby mama." She bites your neck playfully. "Just... forgive me? And take me back?"

You nod and chuckle.

"Damn, I didn't know, all it took for starting a family and getting my girlfriend pregnant was to first fight with her, I would have done this long time ago" she laughs still moving inside you.

"Shut up, as if we weren't gonna do this someday." You say.

"True. I missed your pussy so fucking much." She kisses your neck and wraps her arms around you again, holding you close as she continues to fuck you slowly. "I missed you so much..... you stupid, adorable, annoying, but my perfect girlfriend." She kisses your forehead.

As someone with algophobia and afraid of penetration or getting pregnant, I do write a lot about getting pregnant or having babies😭.

[strangeobsessed]

Bada Lee Fic Recommendations

*photos are edited by me, pls dont steal!! thank you

note: most of the fics will contain angst, fluff, suggestive/smut, toxic relationship ish? i'll possibly continue to update this list and make a one-shot ver if i don't get lazy. enjoyyy!! btw adding a writers work here basically means i recommend their whole acc!

last updated: 22 dec 2023

SERIES / ONE-SHOTS

Mortal Gods - Bada Lee x OC Team Fem!Reader synopsis: Imagine a ninth team becoming part of the dynamic Street Woman Fighter 2 cast. These remarkable dancers don't only showcase their incredible moves; they possess an enchanting charm that sweeps not just the audience but also the hearts of their fellow competitors. ↳ by @ssivinee

All American Bitch - Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: Bada's strong opinion of you spreads like wildfire, which turns into nothing but disaster. Neither of you feel sympathy for the other. After all, there are only 3 rules in Street Woman Fighter: no limit, no respect, and no mercy. ↳ by @perfectsunlight

Moth to a Flame - Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: Y/n L/n is the youngest team member of Jam Republic, competing in the second season of Street Woman Fighter. She’s got the sweetest smile and the most vibrant personality, but she also may or may not be the biggest hothead on the show when it comes to defending her teammates. Apparently that’s attractive to Bada Lee. ↳ by @wrosie-writes

Let's Dance - Bada Lee x Jam Rebublic!Reader x Wolf'lo!Chocol synopsis: A professional ballet dancer in Street Woman Fighter Season 2? (Y/N) Bae, a 23-year-old ballerina and dance prodigy enters the fighting arena alongside the infamously known crew, Jam Republic. Making the team's aura and presence far more intimidating despite being clad in soft pink and white clothing, adorned with astonished faces and friendly smiles. As the young woman entered the arena with curious eyes and small smile, the other teams couldn't help but awe at her beauty and elegant aura, unknowingly capturing the eyes of two charismatic dancers. ↳ by @diana-rose-25

Lost Cause - Bada Lee x Reader x BEBE!Lusher synopsis: In which, you can't help but hate being Bada's best friend, even though you love her more than anything. ↳ by @bountycancelled

A Princess' Will - Bada Lee x Princess!Reader synopsis: After an assassination attempt, the queen invites the very best fighters from across the land to compete for the great honor of protecting you, the princess. ↳ by @lovystar

Stolen Hoodie (SMAU) - Bada Lee x OC!Reader (Shin Nari) synopsis: In which a love story begins with a stolen hoodie. ↳ by @badasgirlfriend

No Feelings Attached To The Limit (Part 2) - Bada Lee x Dancer!Reader synopsis: The relationship between bada and y/n had always been flirty. But what if one of them wanted something more? ↳ by @nimxie

The guy she was interested in wasn't a guy at all - Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: As you attend one of Kai's shows, your gaze remains glued to a particular background dancer. Fueled by adrenaline, you gather the courage to approach him after the performance, handing over your number. But what can happen when Y/N realise that the guy she was interested in wasn’t a guy at all? ↳ by @westwoodsvivi

Mafia AU - Mafia!Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: Your arranged marriage to older!cold!mafia boss!Bada Lee unfolds, revealing that there's more than just ice behind her cold heart. ↳ by @allur1ngs

Losing Touch Untouched (Part 2) - Gang Member!Bada Lee x Reader synopsis: Picking up your girlfriend from the police station does not seem like a good date idea for you. Especially if she refuses to talk about the very things that got her in trouble with the police. ↳ by @beetlejuicyy

The Duplicate Part 2 - Bada Lee x 1 Million Member!Reader synopsis: - ↳ by @throughthebluesea

Speak Now - Bada Lee x Actress!Reader synopsis: You and Bada have been best friends since you transferred to her school during 8th grade. Both are harboring feelings for each other but chose to remain as friends just in case being in a relationship doesn't work out between you. You made a pact to be each other's date during holidays and occasions that carried on to adulthood. You had to go away but Bada's feelings for you remained. She wanted to ask you out when you come back but when you did, she found out you're already engaged to someone else. Will this be a tragic love story or will she finally gather up courage to be with you after all these years? ↳ by @mikachacha

Secret Love Song Part 2 - Bada Lee x BEBE!Reader synopsis: Being in a secret relationship is not easy, especially if you are hiding it to the whole world. — or — the heavy weight of the strained relationship you have with Bada has just become too overwhelming. ↳ by @mikaleialt

Ignited Fire - Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: Y/n S/n, an Architecture student and Bada Lee, a Performing Arts student shares an apartment at their university. They are doing great until Bada started bringing different girls at night forbidding Y/n to focus on her studies. Things went south when Bada stated her adoration towards Y/n. It all went downhill when one night ruined Y/n’s heart. ↳ by @bleu-seas

Full Moon Part 2 - Succubus!Bada Lee x Fem!Reader synopsis: - ↳ by @sun-nyy

Admire. - Bada Lee x Jam Republic OC!Reader (Lea Chang) synopsis: In which Bada unexpectedly gets to see and battle her long-time idol and crush on a survival show she was in, Street Woman Fighter. ↳ by @yxine

Homewrecker - Bada Lee x Reader synopsis: Bada is lonely, you fix that. ↳ by @sydnerss

[chloebebewebe]

WHERE ARE MY BADA LEE STAN??? WHERE DID THEY GO??? I MISS YOU ALLLLLLL!!!!!!!

[seaformoon]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Too busy?

c/w: gp!bada... fluff.. needy bada... sum smut too— couldn't help it... cunnilingus... switch!bada

a/n: didn't proofread

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Bada sits on the bed and snuggles against your side while intently looking at you as you type whatever on your laptop.

"hold my hand."

you were too busy and focused working on your resume to apply for a job. you just ignored bada, your mind blocking any sound from your ears.

"baby, hold my hand?" she repeats as her hand snakes under your shirt and to your stomach, mindlessly rubbing and tracing invisible hearts on it.

"—huh??" you snap out of it and shake your head, looking at your stomach and to your right shoulder where bada is currently nuzzling her face in.

she lifts her head from your shoulder to look at you with a deadpanned face.

"whats got you so busy that you're ignoring me?"

you leaned in to place a soft, apologetic kiss on her forehead then nose. "I'm sorry, love.. I'm working on my resume. yknow, to get a job and stuff."

"you don't need it.." she pouts, her eyebrows furrowed. "and you forgot to kiss my lips."

bada looks at your lips and back to your eyes.

"Huh-"

she cuts you off. "And we're supposed to be holding hands but you were ignoring me."

you look at her for a few seconds and before you could say anything, she starts rambling.

"let's kiss, baby. oh hold hands— no, both- wait actually, can we-"

"bada, I'm busy, okay? we can do anything you want later." you reached out to cup her cute mochi cheek that you love so much

she whined softly and rubbed her cheek on your palm.

"i said you don't need it, baby. I provide for us, don't I?"

of course she did, you knew that and you were grateful. but you wanted to help out. even if it was just buying her favorite peach jelly snacks. or to help out with tax.. and water bills.. and electric-

"i like being the one to provide for us, i do. really. and I want to. you can forget about contributing with tax and all that. okay?"

damn, it was like she could read your mind.

you sigh and your hand falls to your lap and bada took the chance to intertwine her fingers with yours. "i like the way your hand fits mine."

"bada..." you whined. you knew she wasn't going to let you finish your resume, just like all the other times you tried to. thats why you wanted to do this as fast as possible.

"shh...as long as you're with me, you don't have to worry, yeah?"

she shut your laptop and pushed it aside.

"now stop worrying your pretty little head and just let me give you anything you need and want."

bada crawled on top of you and yanked your thighs apart. she was eager. she wanted– no, needed this.

she needed you.

you've been busy with unnecessary things and she felt neglected.

"been craving you, baby..." she mumbled, untying the drawstrings of your silk shorts. like an eager child opening their present for Christmas.

"you keep ignoring me and now that i got you.. I'm not letting you go." she paused, her eyes flicking up to yours. "not until i say so. understand, baby?"

you nod with a whimper with your hands clenching on your sides.

she chuckled placing a few gentle slaps on your clothed pussy. "Use your words." she removed your shorts and panties with one swift move.

bada looked so damn hot on top of you that you could barely keep it together. "Yea..yeah. I understand, bada."

bada hummed in approval, massaging your thighs. she leaned down to place a chaste kiss on your forehead, trailing down to your temple.. you're cheek.. your jaw.. then her plump lips parted to lick your bottom lip before pulling you in a soft and slow make-out.

after awhile, you were getting impatient so you started bucking your hips up to meet hers for friction and that didn't go unnoticed by bada.

she pulled away from the kiss, "mm? getting impatient already?" she teased, kissing her way down to your neck and going further down not before leaving hickeys.

"I... love.. you." bada said in between making hickeys in your neck, chest and stomach.

"so much, baby. so so much."

"i love you more, bada.."

bada gently shook her head.

"most."

bada always had the last word. all you could do was chuckle in amusement. "what a sap."

she kissed your abdomen and went down to your folds. they were already slick and shiny that bada wanted to stop the romantic shit and eat you out senseless.

"im a sap only for you." she grinned, looking up at you. her tongue darted out to lick a slow, flat strip from your aching cunt to your sensitive clit.

"wait— hnnn.." you clenched the bedsheets in your fists. you didn't know you could get this sensitive just from her talking.

"you taste so fucking good." she placed kisses on your clit as her right hand snaked under your thigh and over your stomach to hold you down. her left hand reached to hold your hand.

"tell me i can have you, baby. tell me i can have this pretty pussy."

"please, bada... I need you..." you whimpered, looking down at her.

that's all it took for bada to dive her tongue in your cunt, fucking her tongue in and out of you. you let out strangled moans and whines as she gladly drank every drop you gave her.

you squeezed her hand and your hips bucked out of sensitivity. you barely got to move your hips with Bada's arm across your stomach, pinning you down.

"bada– fuck.. I need to cum..."

you feel her smile against your cunt before kissing it and pulling away, her gaze on you. the whine you let out was pathetic but it was everything to bada. "im here.. shh.. don't worry. I'll give you what you need."

she squeezed your hand and caressed it with her thumb to reassure you.

"i always do, don't i?" she added

bada chuckled and dived back in to flick her tongue on your clit.

her tongue felt so fucking good you felt like you were floating, your mind filled with bada and bada only.

your eyes were lidded, fluttering. your hips moved, grinding on her mouth, trying to chase your orgasm. bada kept her gaze on you and the view she's seeing was too beautiful.

she starts grinding her clothed cock on the bed, getting off to the sight of you. bada whined before wrapping her lips around your clit, sucking harshly.

"fuck!" you screamed. your free hand flies down to tangle her hair in between your fingers.

bada moaned at the feeling and she started to suckle on your clit, tugging on it.

and oh.. that did it for you.

your lips parted into an 'o' shape, thighs clamped on either sides of her head, squishing her. your back arched and your hand pulls on her hair making her groan. you cum, making your entire body hypersensitive and twitch.

you felt so sensitive, letting out a series of whimpers, moans, and gasps as she kept suckling on you.

seeing you cum made bada grind her clothed cock harder on the bed as she worked her mouth on you, chasing the orgasm she also needed. hell, she never felt so good doing that.

with one last hard grind, her hot and and heavy cock spurted out thick, creamy ribbons of cum inside her pants. her hips jerked in sensitivity as her boxers filled with pent up cum.

"hng.. baby– fuck..." bada whined softly, sheepishly burying her face into your wet and puffy cunt.

as you came down from your high, you finally made out sounds of bada whimpering and whining like a baby. you were dumbfounded as you looked down in between your legs where her face buried.

"love..? you okay?" you let go of her hair and propped yourself on your elbow, your hand gently tugging on hers.

"bada. hey... are you okay?"

"hn.. 'm sensitive..."

you could only chuckle, tilting your head in amusement. "you came?"

she nods against your cunt, still not looking at you. it was adorable seeing her like this. she acts like a puppy sometimes. a puppy stuck in a giant's body.

"hold me." bada mumbled, not even giving you space to let you hold her in your arms. you smile softly, opting to caress her hair for a bit.

"puppy, you okay now?"

you tease her with the nickname but you tilt your head, receiving no reaction.

"puppy?"

.......

the giant puppy fell asleep with her face buried in between your thighs.

weird.

weird... but adorable.

"sleep well, my puppy."

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a/n: first post. feedback pls🙏