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bangchansdirty-slut · 1 year ago

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Are you still taking request right now? I loved reading the half sisters one. So, I'm hoping if you can write another G!P! Yeji x Fem Reader.

Like both of the reader's group and ITZY have been friends, everyone is aware of Yeji's feelings for the reader—who's oblivious—but they are getting impatient when she'll make a move so they decided to use Chaeryeong to make her jealous while they are drinking. She's drunk and jealous then she made her move, owning the reader in her room.

Jealous Girl

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Paring: Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Genre: smut

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More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open

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In the bustling heart of Seoul, Yeji navigated the crowded streets with a quiet determination. Her brown hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, showcasing sharp, piercing eyes that could cut through the dense urban sprawl. Despite the sound of the city, Yeji remained unfazed, her gaze focused on the horizon where the neon lights danced with the setting sun. She was known for her unshakeable poise and talent, which earned her a place in the popular K-pop girl group, ITZY. But tonight, Yeji's thoughts weren't on the next chart-topping hit or the flash of paparazzi cameras. They were on someone else entirely—Y/n, her best friend and fellow idol from another group.

Yeji and Y/n had been inseparable since their early trainee days, sharing laughter, tears, and secrets that only the closest of friends could understand. They had seen each other at their best and their worst, through the glitz and glamour of the industry, and the darker moments that lurked behind the scenes. The bond between them was unbreakable, or so Yeji thought. But lately, Yeji had been harboring a secret that even she hadn't fully come to terms with—a fierce, all-consuming love for Y/n that she didn't know how to express. It was a love that made her heart race and her palms sweat every time they were close, a love that was as much a part of her as the beat of her favorite songs.

The air grew thick with anticipation as Yeji approached the sleek, modern building that housed ITZY's dorm. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. Tonight, the plan was simple—a casual gathering with their closest friends to unwind and catch up. But Yeji had something else in mind. For too long, she had watched Y/n from the sidelines, her feelings a silent crescendo threatening to burst forth. Her bandmates had noticed the tension, the way Yeji's eyes would follow Y/n, the way she would light up when their hands brushed together. They had decided it was time for a little nudge in the right direction.

As Yeji entered the dorm, she found the others already there, chattering and laughing. The room was alive with the scent of freshly applied makeup and the sweetness of bubble tea. Chaeryeong, one of Yeji's members, winked at her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. They had all agreed to help Yeji tonight, to orchestrate a situation that would force the issue out into the open. The stage was set, the lights dimmed, and the music was playing just right—it was showtime.

Yeji took a deep breath and searched the room for Y/n. She found her lounging on the couch, scrolling through her phone with a gentle smile playing on her lips. Yeji's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, the girl who had unwittingly become the muse for so many of her late-night thoughts. Tonight, she was going to lay her cards on the table and hope that Y/n felt the same way. But first, she needed a little liquid courage. Grabbing a bottle of soju from the counter, she poured herself a shot and knocked it back, the fiery liquid burning a path down her throat and into her belly. The room grew louder as the alcohol began to take effect, loosening the knots of anxiety that had been twisting inside her.

The game of spicy truth or dare began, a playful banter filling the air as the group took turns revealing their most intimate secrets and performing outrageous dares. Yeji watched as Y/n's cheeks flushed with every risque question, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She was so beautiful, so untouchable, and Yeji's desire grew with every shared glance. Chaeryeong, ever the mastermind, suggested a twist to the game—each truth would have to be more daring than the last, each dare more intimate. The room buzzed with excitement and the occasional squeal of embarrassment.

As the night progressed, the drinks flowed freely, and the atmosphere grew hotter. The tension between Yeji and Y/n was palpable, their friends' glances darting between them like a tennis match. Chaeryeong, noticing Yeji's growing frustration, decided it was time to up the ante. She leaned in close to Y/n, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle and blush. Then she turned to the group with a mischievous grin.

"Truth or dare, Chaeryeong?" Yuna, another one of Yeji's member's, asked, her voice teasing.

"Dare," Chaeryeong replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I dare you to kiss the person she thinks is the most attractive in the room," Yuna announced.

The room fell silent, all eyes turning to Chaeryeong. Chaeryeong's gaze searched the room, a playful smirk on her lips as she feigned indecision.Chaeryeong's eyes finally locked onto Y/n, and Yeji felt a jolt of jealousy shoot through her. She had to do something before it was too late. Chaeryeong sauntered over to Y/n, who looked surprised but not displeased. As their lips met, Yeji felt her heart drop to the floor, a cold, hard knot forming in her stomach.

The kiss was chaste, but the implication was clear—Chaeryeong had chosen Y/n to make Yeji jealous. And it was working. Yeji's hand tightened around her bottle of soju, the cool glass offering little comfort. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to make a move, or she would lose Y/n to the fog of oblivion forever.

With a newfound determination, Yeji stumbled over to the couch, her legs feeling like jelly. She plopped down next to Y/n, the cushions groaning under her weight. The room spun slightly, but she ignored it, focusing instead on the warmth of Y/n's body so close to hers. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she could feel the heat radiating from the other girl's skin.

"Hey," Yeji slurred, her voice thick with nerves and alcohol. "I've got something to tell you in private."

Y/n looked at her, the surprise in her eyes fading into concern. She took Yeji's hand and gently led her into the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. The music and laughter grew muffled, leaving only the sound of their hearts beating in the quiet space. Yeji's eyes searched Y/n's face, looking for any clue that she had noticed the tension. But Y/n's expression remained open, her curiosity piqued but oblivious to the storm raging within Yeji.

"What's up?" Y/n asked, her voice soft and soothing. Yeji pinned her behind the door, the room spinning a little more than she'd anticipated. She looked into Y/n's eyes, searching for the words that had been trapped in her heart for so long. But the alcohol had other plans. Instead of a confession, she leaned in, capturing Y/n's mouth in a sloppy, desperate kiss.

Y/n stiffened for a moment, shocked by the sudden turn of events. But Yeji's urgency was infectious, and she felt her own body responding, her heart racing and her breath hitching. Yeji's hands roamed over her body, clumsy but earnest, and Y/n found herself kissing back, curiosity giving way to passion. They stumbled towards the bed, the haze of their intoxication mixing with the electricity that had always hummed between them.

Their kisses grew deeper, Yeji's tongue exploring the softness of Y/n's mouth as her hands found the hem of her shirt. She tugged it up, her eyes dark with desire as she revealed Y/n's smooth, bare stomach. Yeji's own shirt was already gone, discarded in the heat of the moment. Their bare skin touched, sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Y/n's mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift in their friendship. But the warmth of Yeji's touch and the way she was looking at her made it impossible to resist.

Yeji's hand slid down to the waistband of Y/n's pants, and she paused, her breath hot against Y/n's neck. "Is this okay?" she murmured, her voice thick with need. Y/n nodded, her pulse pounding in her ears. She had never felt this way before, but she didn't want it to stop. Yeji's fingers deftly unbuttoned the pants, sliding them down to reveal Y/n's panties. The sight of her best friend's bare skin made Yeji's head spin, but she was too far gone to care.

They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and fabric. Yeji's hand slipped under the fabric of Y/n's underwear, her fingertips grazing the soft mound of her sex. Y/n gasped, her body responding to the unfamiliar sensation. Yeji's eyes widened, and she whispered an apology, but Y/n's hand shot out to cover hers, urging her to continue. The room was a whirlwind of sensation—the coolness of the sheets, the heat of their bodies, the scent of sweet perfume mingling with the faint tang of sweat.

Y/n's breath grew shallow as Yeji's touch grew bolder. Yeji's thumb circled her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her core. She had never been touched like this before, never felt this way with anyone, not even herself. Yeji's kisses grew more insistent, her other hand cupping Y/n's breast, her thumb flicking the hardened nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Y/n arched into the touch, her body begging for more.

But Yeji had a surprise in store for Y/n. As she slid her hand away from Y/n's panties, she whispered, "I need you to sit pretty." She reached down and unbuckled her own pants, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and vulnerability. She pushed them down, revealing a fully erect penis that stood proudly between her legs.

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, but the surprise was quickly replaced with curiosity and arousal. She had never seen anything like it before, but it was Yeji, and she trusted her implicitly. Y/n bit her lip, watching as Yeji stroked her length, the veins pulsing under her touch. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the occasional giggle as Yeji's drunkenness made her movements slightly awkward.

Yeji leaned back, her eyes never leaving Y/n's face as she pulled down her boxers, revealing her true self. The sight of her best friend's cock made Y/n's head spin, but she found herself leaning closer, her body drawn to it like a magnet. Yeji positioned herself between Y/n's legs, her cock nudging against the wetness of her pussy. Y/n felt a thrill run through her, a mix of excitement and fear as she realized what was about to happen.

"You're so beautiful," Yeji murmured, her voice thick with lust. She kissed Y/n again, deep and slow, as she lined herself up. With one hand, she guided her cock to Y/n's entrance, the tip brushing against the slick folds. Y/n's breath hitched as Yeji pushed in, the sensation foreign but not unwelcome. Yeji's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of pain or discomfort. But all she saw was want.

Yeji's movements were gentle at first, her hips rocking slowly as she pushed deeper into Y/n's tight embrace. Y/n's nails dug into the bed, her body adjusting to the new sensation. Yeji's cock filled her up in a way she hadn't anticipated. The initial shock gave way to pleasure, and she found herself moaning into Yeji's mouth, her body moving in time with hers.

Yeji took her time, savoring every moment of their union. She had dreamed of this for so long, and now it was happening. She felt Y/n's walls tighten around her, the wetness of her pussy making it easier to slide in and out. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were muffled by the kisses they shared, the room spinning with desire and the scent of their arousal. Yeji's hand found its way to Y/n's clit again, her thumb rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles as she picked up the pace.

"Your'e mine okay? No one else's," Yeji growled possessively, her movements becoming more urgent as she claimed Y/n with every thrust.

"M' yours Ye-ah~ji, always," Y/n moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as Yeji's thumb worked its magic. Yeji's grip on her hip tightened, her strokes growing faster and deeper. Y/n's body responded in kind, her hips rising to meet each thrust, her moans growing louder. The room was a symphony of their passion, the only music the slap of skin and the wet, needy sounds of their lovemaking.

Yeji felt a pressure building within her, a coil of pleasure that threatened to consume her. She didn't know if it was the alcohol or the sheer intensity of the moment, but she had never felt so alive, so connected to another person. She broke the kiss, panting heavily as she watched Y/n's face contort in ecstasy. The sight was too much, and she felt herself on the brink of release.

"I'm gonna come," Yeji warned, her voice hoarse. "Gonna take all my cum, like a good girl."

Y/n nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. Yeji could see the desire in them, the want, the need. It was all she needed to let go. With a final, powerful thrust, Yeji came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Y/n squirted around her, her body pulsing in rhythm with Yeji's release. The two of them lay there, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in unison.

Yeji pulled out, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she watched the evidence of their love spill out of Y/n. She collapsed beside her, both of them sweaty and disheveled. They lay in silence for a moment, the only sound their ragged breaths. Then, Y/n spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeji… that was amazing" Y/n said, still trying to catch her. breath. Her voice was filled with wonder and a hint of disbelief at the intense intimacy they had just shared. Yeji rolled onto her side, her hand tracing lazy patterns on Y/n's stomach. She felt a warmth spread through her, a warmth that was not just from the alcohol.

"You liked it?" Yeji asked, her voice tinged with hope and insecurity. Y/n nodded, her cheeks still flushed from the exertion. She reached out to cup Yeji's face, pulling her in for a gentle kiss. "I liked it a lot," she murmured, her eyes shining sincerely.

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insomniakisses · 2 years ago

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Bro the way that I know Spider-Man ryujin would have a big bulge in that suit is unreal 🤠

MINORS AND CIS HETS DNI // 18+ Content Ahead

From my smutty asks section! Like always if u want it adapted into a fic simply ask but for now lets talk about it!

YESSSSS.

She doesn’t even try to hide it

You can see every damn detail of that cock

Even when her cock twitches or she moves and her balls become more visible

If you see it and she notices you looking, she just smirks and kisses your cheek nudging her cock against your leg

#itzy smut ask #smut ask #itzy #itzy x reader #itzy smut #itzy imagines #itzy omegaverse #g!p itzy #g!p ryujin #alpha ryujin #spider!ryujin #ryujin x reader #ryujin imagines #🤠 anon #spiderman ryu

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kibumiel · 9 days ago

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PAIRING: g!p!Lia x Yeji

GENRE/CW: smut, eventual smut, fluff and smut, shameless smut, explicit sexual content, oral sex, oral fixation, blow jobs, public blow jobs, public hand jobs, deepthroating, come eating, come swallowing, come as lube, facials, cum drinking, excessive semen, hyper cum, gokkun, bukkake, embedded images, graphic descriptions, onomatopoeia.

WORD COUNT: 5,888

SYNOPSIS: A late-night Family Mart stop turns into something messier when Yeji catches Lia hard through her pants. One glance, one shift behind a quiet corner—and suddenly Yeji’s on her knees, doing exactly what Lia needs before they head back to the hotel.

A/N: I was gonna do something soft and slow with this based on that late Lia Bubble update where her and yeji went to don quijote recently… but then i crossed paths with the image of Lia and Yeji at a family mart and decided to not connect them ig idk.. but enjoy!

The fluorescent lights inside Don Quijote buzzed quietly, bathing the aisles in a sleepy, artificial glow. It was 1 AM—far past the hour when most sensible people would shop—but for Lia and Yeji, the late-night convenience had a comforting familiarity.

Yeji, with her long brown hair cascading down her back beneath her casual navy hoodie and dark loose pants, browsed slowly, methodically picking through various snacks. Occasionally, she'd crouch to peer closely at something intriguing, her sneakers squeaking softly against the polished floors. There was a subtle, sleepy elegance to the way she moved, serene and measured, reflecting the quiet intimacy of this late-night errand.

Beside her, Lia shuffled quietly along, blonde hair framing her face softly under the brim of her dark baseball cap that read "Momma's Masterpiece," her oversized jacket layered loosely over a simple shirt and relaxed striped pants. Her movements were lazier, softer, and she held a gentle, content expression. She thumbed absently through the shelves of candies, occasionally lifting something in Yeji’s direction, wordlessly asking for approval. Each soft hum from Yeji—a quiet confirmation or amused dismissal—filled Lia with a subtle warmth that crept softly beneath her skin.

It felt peaceful, easy. Something about the quiet emptiness of the store, the hum of distant refrigerators, and the low murmur of store music created a cocoon around the two of them. Neither spoke much, words feeling unnecessary in their comfortable silence. Yet Lia couldn’t deny the slight flutter she felt whenever their fingers brushed while reaching for the same snack, or the softness of Yeji's laugh when Lia picked something absurdly unnecessary just to make her smile.

The basket in Lia’s hand was already filling up with items they needed, and a few they didn’t. Snacks, skincare, a random plush toy Yeji had quietly admitted was "cute," toiletries, and the quiet satisfaction of domestic routine. Lia felt a subtle tension humming beneath the ease—something warm, something tender, something they'd both been carefully tiptoeing around for weeks now.

Lia found herself slowing down, fingers idly tracing the edges of a pack of gummy candies, mind drifting somewhere else entirely. She glanced at Yeji out of the corner of her eye, noting the gentle way she tucked strands of hair behind her ear, how her lips pressed together thoughtfully while examining a pack of instant ramen, how her hoodie hung loose and inviting around her shoulders.

Yeji, sensing Lia’s stare, looked up softly, eyes warm and inquisitive. "Did you find something?" she asked gently, her voice soft, slightly husky from the late hour.

Lia hesitated, heartbeat quickening just a fraction, then smiled sheepishly. "Ah—yeah. Just got distracted." Her words lingered softly between them, charged with a quiet honesty neither fully acknowledged yet.

Yeji chuckled quietly, the sound as delicate as the mood. "You're spacing out again," she teased gently, turning back to their browsing, seemingly unaware of the subtle shift in Lia’s breathing, the faint pinkness blooming on her cheeks.

The quiet hum of the store settled around them once more, soft, domestic, and achingly gentle—each second pulling them just a bit closer to something neither had dared to voice. Not yet, anyway. For now, the comfortable quiet of the store and each other's company was enough, even if Lia’s heart whispered differently.

“Do you think we got enough ramen?” Yeji asked, glancing into the basket Lia was holding as they rounded the corner of the next aisle. Her brows scrunched a little, clearly weighing the practicality of what they'd grabbed. “You know how the others are… it’s like they multiply when there’s free food.”

Lia smirked, tapping her fingers against the handle of the basket. “I grabbed three kinds. Spicy, not spicy, and the weird one with the cheese packet, just in case someone gets creative.”

Yeji grinned at that, then held up a bag of shrimp chips and tilted her head. “These? Or the onion ones?”

“Both,” Lia replied without hesitation, her voice low, amused. “We deserve both.”

With a small huff of laughter, Yeji dropped the bag into the basket, the plastic crinkling softly. She moved a little ahead, still skimming the shelves, fingers trailing thoughtfully over bottles of tea, lined up neatly under glowing store lights.

And for a few seconds, Lia just stood there. Watching her. The way Yeji’s shoulder blades shifted beneath her hoodie. The way her ponytail flicked just slightly when she moved. The way the waistband of her pants rested low on her hips, casual and unbothered, as if she hadn’t been spinning through choreography for hours earlier that day.

Then, casually, Lia glanced around.

Yeji was too focused on the drinks, too occupied muttering about which flavor of barley tea to get.

Lia’s hand dipped quickly into the shelf display by her side. The foil packaging rustled faintly as she slipped the small box of condoms into the deep pocket of her oversized jacket. Her face didn’t change, didn’t shift—except for a slight twitch at the corner of her lips. Not mischievous. Not cocky. Just… aware.

Aware that the line between them had been stretching thinner and thinner lately. That the quiet stares lasted longer. That Yeji’s hands sometimes lingered on her shoulder during rehearsals, and how Lia sometimes let them.

It wasn’t a move of assumption. It was… preparation. Just in case the silence between them broke tonight.

“Tea?” Yeji asked, holding up two different bottles as Lia caught up again.

“You pick,” Lia murmured, gaze soft as she looked at her. “I trust your taste.”

Yeji rolled her eyes like she wasn’t flustered, but she looked away too fast. “Okay then,” she said, dropping both bottles in anyway.

With their haul secured, they made their way to the front of the store. The cart now half-full with midnight essentials and late-night indulgences, both of them moving just a little slower than necessary, as if neither was quite ready to let this quiet moment end.

The automatic doors of the register aisle gave a gentle whoosh as they stepped in line. The register lights buzzed low overhead. Yeji leaned lightly against the cart, scrolling absently through her phone with one hand. Lia stood just a little behind her, her thumb grazing over the inside of her jacket pocket where the box pressed faintly against the fabric.

Still warm from the shelf.

Still unopened.

Still unspoken.

The night air outside Don Quijote was cool and quiet, just enough breeze to make the plastic bags in their hands crinkle with each step. The sidewalk gleamed under streetlight reflections, a patchwork of soft yellows and silvers cast from above. The city wasn’t asleep, but it was dozing — a few taxis passed, headlights slicing through the calm, but otherwise it was just them and the weight of everything they’d bought.

Yeji shifted the handles of a particularly heavy bag from one hand to the other, letting out a quiet sigh. “Why did we buy so much?” she asked, half-laughing as she glanced at Lia beside her. “You realize we’re only here for two nights, right?”

Lia smiled, lips parted just a little too long, the curve of it lazy and content. “I told you not to trust me in the snack aisle.”

“You said you had restraint this time,” Yeji scoffed.

“I lied.”

Their laughter carried softly in the quiet street. Yeji bumped her shoulder gently into Lia’s, and Lia played it off, steadying a slipping bag with a nudge of her knee, letting the physical contact wash over her without letting it show.

But every time Yeji laughed like that—like she meant it, like they were just them and not the weight of a group on their backs—something burned hotter inside Lia.

She stole a glance. Just a glance. The way Yeji’s lips were a little dry from the wind. The way they curled around her straw when she sipped at the bottle of tea she’d opened the moment they stepped outside. The way her bottom lip lingered between her teeth sometimes when she was thinking too hard.

And Lia felt it again.

The pulse.

The sharp, mind-numbing ache of it.

Her cock throbbed in her pants, hard and helpless, snug against her thigh in a way that made it almost unbearable to walk steadily. Every shift in her steps made the fabric drag, made the sensitivity spike again. Her hoodie was long enough to hide it—barely—and she didn’t dare adjust anything. She just… walked. Bags in hand, throat dry, jaw tight, pretending nothing was wrong.

Yeji didn’t notice.

She was too busy ranting now about how their toothpaste choice was stupid and they should’ve just brought some from the dorm.

“You were the one who said ‘let’s get the one with the crystals,’” Lia reminded her, forcing her voice not to hitch.

“I didn’t think it sparkled, Lia.”

“Oh no, God forbid your teeth be too fabulous.”

Yeji snorted, and Lia had to look away again, blinking hard, forcing herself to focus on the sidewalk. On the gentle tap of their shoes. On the swinging of the bags.

Not on the weight in her pants.

Not on the fact that every step was making it worse.

She gripped the bags tighter, plastic biting into her fingers.

The ache wasn’t going anywhere. Not yet.

And Yeji, still oblivious, reached into one of her own bags and pulled out the stupid plush Lia had tossed in earlier—a little frog wearing sunglasses—and waved it in the air with an exasperated grin.

“You’re not even gonna take care of him,” Yeji teased.

Lia looked back at her, chest tight, and smiled anyway.

“I already do,” she said quietly.

Yeji didn’t catch the shift in tone. She just shook her head, smiled wider, and kept walking ahead—bags rustling, ponytail bouncing, and lips still pink from that dumb tea bottle.

And behind her, Lia followed, jaw clenched and cock throbbing so hard it felt like it echoed in her ribs.

Still unspoken. Still hidden.

But getting harder to ignore.

The walk back to the hotel wasn’t long, but with a dozen bags between them, every block stretched just a bit longer than it should have. They weren’t talking much now, just the occasional muttered curse when a bag’s handle dug too deep into a palm or when a water bottle knocked into an ankle. The city still whispered around them—soft wind, a distant car, the faint hum of neon somewhere—but mostly it was just the sound of their breathing and their steps.

Yeji was a few paces ahead when she slowed.

Then stopped.

She turned around slightly, gaze drifting to Lia, who was lagging behind now—not drastically, but noticeably. Her walk was stiff. Just the subtlest change in rhythm. A misstep here, a hesitant drag there.

“You good?” Yeji asked, lifting a brow, a teasing lilt to her voice. “You’re walking like something’s wrong.”

Lia blinked, adjusting the strap of her bag higher on her shoulder and keeping her head low. “M’fine,” she muttered, trying not to let her breath hitch. “Just carrying too much.”

But Yeji’s eyes narrowed just a little. She wasn’t looking at the bags now. She was looking lower. And Lia could feel it—could feel the shift in her gaze, the pinpoint focus. A second passed. Then another. And then Yeji’s lips pulled into a slow, knowing smile.

“…You sure?” she asked, voice almost lazy, almost playful. “Because I swear I just saw something swinging.”

Lia stiffened—just for a second—and then gave a short breath of a laugh, eyes darting to the side. “You’re seeing things,” she said lightly, shifting her hips a little too carefully. “Maybe it’s one of the bottles.”

Yeji tilted her head, still smiling. “Is it?”

Lia didn’t respond right away. Her grip on the bags tightened, teeth pressing into the inside of her cheek. She wanted to play it off—really, she did. Keep walking, keep her cool, keep it buried like she always had. But Yeji had stopped walking. Entirely. Just standing there now, turning to face her.

Then—

Yeji reached out and caught her by the sleeve, gently tugging her out of the streetlamp’s path and into the dimmer sliver of sidewalk between two darkened storefronts.

“Hey,” Yeji said, voice lower now. Not teasing. Not quite serious either. But… steady. “You’re burning up.”

“I’m fine,” Lia replied again, eyes cast low, jaw tight. “Really.”

“You’re hard.”

The words weren’t a question. And they sliced through the quiet like a whisper made of glass.

Lia’s breath caught, and her eyes finally met Yeji’s. She didn’t say anything—not at first. What could she say?

Yeji’s gaze dropped, just for a second, trailing the line of Lia’s silhouette, lingering where her hoodie strained just a little. Not blatant. Not obscene. But visible enough, now that they were standing still. Now that there wasn’t anything to hide behind.

“You should’ve said something,” Yeji murmured. “We’ve been walking forever.”

Lia swallowed. Her throat felt dry. “Didn’t think it mattered.”

Yeji stepped closer, her arms still weighed with a few bags, but her body warm and close and patient. “Lia.”

There was a pause. Long enough for Lia to breathe in the scent of Yeji’s hoodie—faint fabric softener, city air, and something sweet from the drink she’d had.

Then—

“You want help?” Yeji asked, quiet. No push. Just an offer.

Lia’s mouth parted, words caught on the edge of her lips. Her hands gripped the bags tighter, like they were the only thing grounding her.

“I—”

She stopped.

Yeji leaned in, just a little, her voice almost a whisper now.

“Just say yes.”

And Lia… didn’t. Not yet.

But she didn’t say no either.

She just stood there, eyes wide, breath shallow, as the heat that had been pulsing low in her gut all night finally stopped pretending it wasn’t there.

Lia didn’t speak right away. Her eyes stayed locked on Yeji’s—searching, measuring, trembling just barely. But her body betrayed her first. The softest nod. A slight lean forward. A whisper of a breath that left her lips before she could even catch it.

“…Yeah,” she said, the word almost inaudible. “Yes.”

The bags hit the ground with a low rustle and thud, tumbling around their feet. Snacks and bottles rattled against the concrete, but neither of them looked down.

Yeji stepped closer—so close now that Lia could feel the heat of her breath, could smell the faint trace of green tea and honey from earlier. Her hand came up gently, settling against Lia’s chest, fingers splaying softly over the cotton of her shirt, right over her heart. It was thudding like a drum beneath her palm.

Lia’s breath caught again.

And then Yeji kissed her.

It wasn’t slow.

It wasn’t soft.

It was hungry.

Their mouths collided like they’d been holding this in too long, like silence had finally cracked open and poured into every kiss they hadn’t allowed themselves. Lips parted fast, desperate, clumsy. Tongues met too soon, teeth bumped once, but they didn’t stop. Lia groaned low into it, her hands hovering at Yeji’s hips like she didn’t know where to touch first, like she was afraid if she held on too tight, she’d shatter.

Yeji pulled back just a little, lips flushed and shiny, breath hitching—then dipped her head low with a quiet chuckle.

“God, you’re really burning up,” she murmured, her voice raspy, her fingers finding the hem of Lia’s hoodie and lifting just enough to expose the heat radiating off her abdomen.

Then, still grinning, she sank to her knees.

Lia froze. Her thighs tensed, her breath a sharp intake. But Yeji’s hands were steady—reverent almost—as she undid the button and tugged the waistband of Lia’s pants down slow.

The moment the fabric cleared—

Slap.

Yeji blinked when Lia’s cock sprang free, flushed dark and hard and thick, veiny and impossibly hot against the cool night air. It thudded lightly against her cheek, bouncing once from sheer force.

Yeji stared, stunned—and then broke into a giggle, palm lifting to steady it gently.

“Jesus,” she whispered, laughter breathy. “You’ve been walking like this for blocks?”

Lia’s face flushed even deeper, chest rising and falling fast. “It wouldn’t go down,” she muttered, voice strained, as if the relief of just being out was already overwhelming.

Yeji leaned in, her cheek resting against the heavy shaft just for a second, like it was some kind of reward. “Guess it’s my turn to help carry something, huh?”

And Lia—helpless, throbbing, heart racing—just let out a breathless, “Yeji…”

The street was empty. The world was quiet.

And for once, neither of them hesitated.

Yeji didn’t wait—not this time.

Still crouched between Lia’s shaking legs, she pressed a soft kiss to the base, her lips barely brushing over the heat of Lia’s skin. She could feel how hard she was, how she throbbed in the cool air, twitching slightly with every exhale Lia couldn’t quite control. Then Yeji opened her mouth—slowly, deliberately—and dragged her tongue along the underside, all the way up the shaft in a long, wet line.

Lia’s knees nearly buckled.

She reached out, bracing one hand against the brick wall behind her, the other hovering awkwardly midair like she didn’t know whether to pull Yeji closer or beg her to slow down.

But Yeji didn’t slow down.

She parted her lips wider and sank down around her cock with a breathy hum—deep. The warmth, the suction, the sheer pressure of her mouth made Lia’s head roll back against the wall, eyes fluttering shut.

“F-Fuck—Yeji—” she gasped.

Yeji pulled back an inch, then slid down again with more purpose, cheeks hollowing slightly, lashes brushing against her flushed skin. Her head bobbed rhythmically now, spit gathering quickly at the corners of her mouth as her throat adjusted to the size.

Gluuhhh—gllrrhhhggkkkk—bbrrglk—gluuhhh—grrluhhh—mmnghh~

Lia’s whole body jolted.

The sound of it—wet, messy, filthy—echoed off the quiet buildings around them. She wasn’t even trying to be quiet. Not really. Each time she dove back down, she let it be heard, let Lia feel it. The sounds her throat made as it stretched around her. The squelch of spit leaking past her lips, rolling down Lia’s shaft and pooling at the base.

Yeji pulled back briefly, lips glossy, a thin string of saliva clinging to the tip before she licked it off slowly, eyes glinting up toward Lia with that teasing spark.

Then—

Guh—mmnuh—grlhhggk—mgluuh—nngh—bbrrghk~

Lia whimpered, one hand tangling gently in Yeji’s hair, not pushing, just holding on. Her hips twitched forward before she caught herself, jaw clenched so tight it hurt. “Y-Yeji, I’m—ngh, f-fuck, I’m not gonna last—”

But Yeji didn’t stop.

If anything, her pace quickened, her hands resting gently on Lia’s thighs to steady her as she took more—deeper. Her throat fluttered around the thick length inside it, and the weight of it, the warmth, the taste—it all made her moan, made her throat vibrate as she swallowed Lia whole again.

And all Lia could do was breathe—barely. The edge was coming too fast, her body locked tight, her mind blanking under the heat of her member’s mouth. There were still grocery bags at their feet. They were still technically in public. But none of that mattered.

All that mattered was Yeji’s mouth.

And how it felt like she’d been dreaming about this exact moment for far too long.

Lia’s breathing had grown shallow—each inhale tight, every exhale shaky. The cold night air barely helped now. Her skin felt flushed, her body strung high with anticipation. And there, kneeling between her legs, was Yeji. Calm. Confident. Beautiful in a way that made Lia dizzy.

Her lips… god.

Even in the dim streetlight, they were stunning. Plush and perfectly shaped, with a natural pout that curved upward at the corners—just a little. There was this effortless softness to them, the kind that could disarm anyone with a single smile. But up close, it wasn’t just their shape that made Lia’s stomach twist with heat—it was how they moved. How they parted with a slick gleam, how they wrapped around her skin with warm, deliberate pressure.

Yeji’s mouth didn’t rush. She took her time, letting her lips drag slowly, her movements smooth and rhythmic, creating a gentle pull that made Lia’s knees lock. The sensation was maddening—not rough, not fast, but firm. Controlled. Like she was memorizing every curve, every ridge, with the softest suction and a swirl of tongue that made Lia shiver where she stood.

And it was the subtle tug of her lips—the way they clung as she pulled back slowly, almost teasing, like she didn’t want to let go—that had Lia’s head thudding against the wall behind her.

She dared a glance down and met Yeji’s eyes. There was heat in them, sure, but something else too. A glint of focus. Like she was determined to make every second of this unforgettable. Like she knew exactly what she was doing to Lia and took pride in how undone she was becoming.

Lia gripped the edge of the wall harder. Her thighs twitched, her jaw clenched, her voice barely above a whisper as she gasped out Yeji’s name again—this time almost broken. She wasn’t close yet, not really.

But Yeji’s mouth?

It was making her believe in heaven. And hell. At the same time.

Yeji’s hands moved with deliberate care now—one wrapping gently around the base of Lia’s length, the other sliding up beneath it to cup and steady her, thumbs barely brushing together at the underside as her fingers twisted in a slow, rhythmic stroke. Her grip wasn’t too tight, but firm enough to coax another pulse from Lia, her touch syncing with the subtle movements of her mouth.

And then she tilted her head.

Just slightly.

Lips parted, she moved from side to side, dragging the swollen, sensitive tip of Lia’s cock across the softness of her bottom lip—left, then right—each motion leaving a thin glisten behind. The warmth of her breath made it worse. Better. Everything.

Lia’s jaw slackened, her fingers curling inward to fists as she fought the urge to buck forward. The way Yeji let her tip graze those full, plush lips—coating them in slow streaks of slick precum—was so casual, so maddeningly intimate. She wasn’t even taking her fully into her mouth anymore. Just teasing. Painting her lips in it like it meant something. Like she wanted to feel it before tasting it again.

Yeji let her tongue flick out, just once, tasting what had already begun to smear across her lower lip. And the sound she made—a soft hum, pleased and thoughtful—ripped through Lia like fire.

Her cock twitched helplessly in Yeji’s grip, another warm bead spilling out and catching in the corner of her mouth.

“You’re leaking,” Yeji whispered, almost amused, her voice breathy against the tip.

And she stroked again—twist, glide, slow drag of palm over shaft—while guiding the tip once more across the bow of her lips. Slow. Intentional. Worshipful.

Lia could barely breathe. She didn’t need release.

Not yet.

She just needed this. This moment. These hands. That mouth.

And the quiet, steady way Yeji was unraveling her without a single ounce of mercy.

Yeji’s lips ghosted down from the tip, slow and unhurried, planting a soft, deliberate kiss against the base of Lia’s shaft. It wasn’t rushed—it was reverent. A pause. A moment of intention. Then another kiss followed, lower, pressed into the skin just beneath, where heat pulsed hardest.

Lia’s thighs tensed at the feeling, every nerve ending sparking as Yeji let her lips linger there, her breath fanning out across Lia’s sensitive skin. And then, without lifting her gaze, Yeji leaned in just a bit further and pressed a kiss to Lia’s abdomen—right against the smooth, faintly defined lines of her toned lower stomach. Her hand never stopped its slow, twisting stroke, even as her mouth painted soft worship onto Lia’s skin.

Lia’s head tipped back, a soft groan caught in her throat.

Then Yeji looked up—eyes hazy, lips glossy, breath uneven.

“Spit in my mouth,” she said quietly, her voice husky, like it was the most casual request in the world. “Just… because.”

Lia blinked hard, a choked sound caught in her throat. Her jaw slackened, body burning with want, and she felt the words before she ever responded.

She leaned in slightly, towering over Yeji from where she stood, one hand bracing the wall again as she looked down at her. Yeji opened her mouth without hesitation, tongue slightly out, lips parted wide in invitation.

And Lia gave it to her.

A slow stream—warm, thick—dropping down into Yeji’s waiting mouth.

Yeji swallowed. Deliberate. Never breaking eye contact.

Lia’s knees went weak.

Then, without a word, Yeji sank forward again, her lips parting as she slid her mouth back down Lia’s shaft in one smooth, wet motion—deeper this time, more determined. The moan that left her throat was low and full, vibrating through Lia’s length as she began to bob her head with increasing rhythm.

Her hand worked in tandem with her mouth now—twisting, stroking, guiding—as her lips sealed tight and moved with purpose.

Lia didn’t even try to hold back the groan that escaped her, her hand moving to thread into Yeji’s hair, not to control her, but to anchor herself.

It was getting harder to breathe.

Harder to think.

But she didn’t want it to stop. Not yet. Not when Yeji’s mouth felt like everything Lia had been trying not to want for weeks. Not when it was finally happening.

And Yeji?

Yeji looked like she wasn’t planning to stop anytime soon.

Lia could barely keep herself upright.

Each glide of Yeji’s mouth around her was like a surge of heat straight to the core of her body, like electricity threading down her spine. The twisting rhythm of Yeji’s hands, the slick drag of her lips—everything was synced so perfectly that it had Lia gasping softly, jaw slack, her voice catching on every breath.

She jolted when Yeji shifted slightly, her tongue dragging in a deliberate swirl that had Lia’s knees nearly giving out.

“Ah—” Lia’s voice cracked, raw and breathless. One of her hands shot down instinctively, fingers tangling in Yeji’s hair—not to push, not to pull, but just to hold. To keep herself grounded. Her other hand pressed against the cool brick wall behind her, knuckles white with how hard she gripped it.

Yeji didn’t slow.

If anything, she leaned in closer, her motions fluid and unrelenting, her throat working around Lia with the kind of confidence that left no room for doubt. Each breath out of her nose ghosted hot against Lia’s skin. Every slick movement, every press of lips, every soft graze of teeth had Lia seeing stars.

And then—Yeji hummed. A deep, low sound of satisfaction, of ownership, that vibrated through her mouth and shot straight through Lia’s stomach.

Lia’s hips stuttered.

“F-fuck—Yeji, I—” she barely managed, voice wrecked, eyes squeezing shut. “I’m close—like, right—there—”

Yeji didn’t pause. Her hands stayed firm, her pace steady, mouth warm and relentless. Lia’s body trembled as the sensation built like a tide, rising, unbearable, right at the edge.

Her grip in Yeji’s hair tightened—not rough, just desperate. Her thighs tensed. Her breathing hitched hard and ragged.

She wasn’t ready.

But her body was.

"Gluuhhh-gllrrhhgkkk-bbrrglk-gluuhhh-grrluhhh-mmnghh~" Yeji slurped and sucked, her head bobbing fast. Lia jolted, gripping Yeji's hair tightly.

It hit her all at once.

A wave—hot, electric, unrelenting—that crashed through her body before she could brace for it. Lia’s breath hitched, her chest lifting with a sharp inhale as her whole body tensed.

She looked around in a panic. The street was still empty. Dim. Silent. A lone flickering sign buzzed a few storefronts down, but no one was there. No cars passed. Just them. Just this.

Still—

Her hand flew up.

She yanked her hat down, tugging the brim low over her eyes as if it could shield her from the rawness of what she was feeling. From the heat flooding her cheeks. From the way her legs were shaking and her grip in Yeji’s hair was slipping, unsteady.

A soft, broken groan escaped her lips.

Muffled, but still full.

Still too real.

“F—ahhh, god…” she whispered, voice cracking as the wave washed over her, shudders chasing down her spine. Her hips bucked forward just slightly, a reflex she couldn’t stop, her body no longer her own in that moment. Every inch of her throbbed. Every pulse dragged the sensation out longer, made her breath catch over and over again.

Yeji stayed right there—anchored, focused, still—letting Lia ride it out. No teasing now. No smile. Just commitment. Steady hands. Warm mouth. Slow, controlled movements that kept her grounded as everything inside Lia threatened to unravel.

And underneath the pulled brim of her hat, eyes squeezed shut, Lia groaned again—softer this time, shakier, the tension slowly beginning to fade from her limbs.

She hadn’t said her name again. Not yet.

Lia’s breathing was still erratic, each inhale shakier than the last as she leaned back against the wall, eyes hidden beneath the brim of her hat. The aftershocks of her release hadn’t faded yet—if anything, they only deepened with Yeji’s continued touch.

Yeji hadn’t stopped.

One hand remained wrapped snugly around the base of Lia’s shaft, slowly stroking her with a rhythmic, purposeful motion. Not fast. Not intense. Just intentional. Like she wasn’t done worshipping her bandmate’s body yet.

And then—

Soft kisses.

Yeji’s lips met the flushed tip over and over again. Gentle, warm, reverent. Each kiss landed with care, leaving the faintest glimmer of saliva as she pressed them along the swollen head, letting her lips linger just a heartbeat longer each time.

Smack… smack… smack…

Lia gasped, her body twitching again.

Her hands trembled slightly as one of them drifted down, barely brushing Yeji’s wrist as if to ground herself in something. Her balls were drawing tighter now, heat pulsing through her core all over again. She could feel it building again—an aftershock, a second wave teased out by Yeji’s insistence. That slow pressure, the slick sounds of each stroke, the kisses that turned into barely-there sucks.

It was overwhelming.

And Yeji?

She stayed focused. Kisses. Strokes. A low hum vibrating against Lia’s tip between kisses as if she was encouraging her body to let go again. Not rushed. Not mechanical. Just… knowing.

Lia’s hips bucked softly.

Her breath caught in her throat.

She wasn’t done.

Not even close.

Lia barely had time to warn her. Her body was moving ahead of her mind—shuddering, tensing, the pressure winding tight in her core. Her thighs locked, knees unsteady as that heat built all over again, pulsing through her like a second heartbeat.

“Yeji,” she rasped, the name barely formed on her lips.

Yeji just looked up at her. Calm. Knowing. Her hand didn’t stop stroking. Her lips stayed close—softly kissing the tip, coaxing it, never rushing. She could feel Lia twitching in her grasp, every nerve tight, every breath turning jagged and shallow.

Then—Lia let go.

Her body jerked slightly, back arching just a bit from the wall as her hips bucked forward on instinct. A sharp gasp left her, and her free hand slammed against the brick beside her head, fingers splaying out wide.

Her release hit like a surge. Deep, shaking, full-bodied. She felt the heat pulse out of her in waves, shudders trailing up her spine as she let out a broken, breathless moan that barely made it past her clenched jaw.

Lia erupted violently, streams of hot cum splattering Yeji's face and filling her mouth. Long, thick, hot ropes of cum blasted from Lia's dick, splattering Yeji's face and mouth. The first few landed heavy, splashing onto her tongue and filling her cheeks. More followed, one after another, painting her face white and dripping down her neck. Lia's release was intense. Thick, creamy ropes hit the roof of Yeji's mouth, others splattered her cheeks and nose. A massive load filled her mouth completely, spilling out the sides. Another followed, then another, like he was unloading gallons of hot, sticky seed.

Yeji gulped greedily, but some escaped, coating her lips and chin with messy, pungent ropes. Chewing slightly, she swallowed reflexively, taking Lia's massive load.

Yeji didn’t flinch. She stayed close, steady as ever, her hand gently guiding Lia through the rhythm of it—never letting go, never looking away. Her lips hovered near the tip, warm breath brushing over hypersensitive skin as Lia trembled through it, eyes hidden under her hat, mouth slack, expression undone.

Slowly, Lia's cumming subsided. The ropes grew thinner, dribbling out instead of blasting. Yeji's face was a mess - cum coated her lips, cheeks, and chin. Some had even gotten in her hair. Lia's dick still dripped, a steady trickle now.

When it finally fully subsided—when Lia slumped slightly against the wall, chest rising and falling in deep, spent breaths—Yeji reached up without a word.

Yeji leaned back a little, her hands still resting on Lia’s hips, her lips parted just slightly, cheeks a bit flushed but her eyes bright with amusement. She gave a small, breathy laugh as she wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand—slow, casual, not at all fazed.

Then she glanced up, grinning through her breath.

“…You haven’t been eating right, have you?”

Lia blinked, still halfway dazed, her hat tipped low but not enough to hide the way her brows lifted. “What?”

Yeji tilted her head, eyes narrowed playfully. “That was… pungent.”

Lia let out a hoarse chuckle, the sound still breathy as she pulled in a shaky breath. “I mean… yeah,” she admitted, scratching at the back of her neck awkwardly. “Kinda been skipping meals. Or just… surviving off ramen and convenience store stuff.”

Yeji gave a knowing hum, rising slowly from her knees with that same easy smile. She pressed her palms against her thighs, brushing herself off like they hadn’t just crossed a line they couldn’t uncross.

“That explains so much,” she teased, lips quirking up into something smug.

Lia rolled her eyes, the corners of her mouth twitching as a reluctant grin pushed through. “Sorry I don’t taste like a fruit smoothie or something.”

“Not asking for fruit,” Yeji shrugged, nudging Lia’s side gently with her elbow. “Just maybe… a vegetable once in a while?”

Lia groaned, throwing her head back with exaggerated drama. “Don’t mom me after what you just did.”

Yeji laughed again, light and warm. “Someone has to,” she said. “That was a lot, you know.”

They both glanced down at the bags still scattered on the sidewalk. A beat passed between them—then they burst out laughing quietly, shoulders brushing as they slowly bent down to gather everything again.

The night had cooled again.

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HEAR ME OUT ‼️‼️‼️ BUT WHAT IF.. SNOW WHITE & THE SEVEN DWARFS EXCEPT IT'S A HAREM TYPE SITUATION (READER BEING SNOW WHITE)???? LIKE.. PUT THE MOMMIEST KPOP IDOLS THERE WE GONNA SEE KARINA, WONY, SANA, ETC. ?????? IT'S SEEMS PRETTY BIG FOR A SINGLE FIC BUT IDKKK

SNOW WHITE AND HER SEVEN EIGHT MOMMIES??

g!p karina, g!p wonyoung, g!p sana, g!p sakura, g!p rosé, g!p minnie, g!p yeji x innocent snow white! reader x secret bonus g!p celebrity (what a mouthful)

synopsis: after running away from the evil queen for something you overheard, you found shelter in a house shared with not one, not two, but seven attractive women who all happen to have the hots for you

word count: 10.2k

tags: smut, g!p, somnophilia, choking, spanking, double penetration, may get ooc sorry, lmk if i missed some

a/n: i'm terribly sorry if this took too long college bit my ass, but please do enjoy even if this is shitty

your legs have started hurting from all the running. how long have you been running? hours probably. far too long than what your weak legs could handle. but you had to keep running. you need to get as far away from the castle as possible. far from the evil queen. but did you run far enough? hopefully yes.

taking a break from all that running, you spot a house by a lake hidden behind the thick covers of the forest. it was your only chance of surviving this forest so you decided to try your luck and ask the house’s owner if you could stay there.

knocking at the door, you waited for any response. receiving none, you noticed that the door was slightly open. after some internal dilemma, you decide to just enter hoping the owner was nice enough to forgive you for trespassing into their property.

the first thing you noticed when you set foot inside was how dirty and disorganized everything was. the sink was filled with unwashed dishes, there were food crumbs everywhere, the dining room table had chairs all over the place, and clothes littered the couch. you shuddered in disgust before a bright idea concocted in your brain. you were gonna clean this whole house to show the owner of this house that you would be a helpful addition. you grabbed a broom and dustpan that were leaning by the front door and started cleaning

after hours of cleaning, you found out that seven people lived here based from the disorganized items in this house mostly being seven. seven pairs of fork and spoon, seven plates, seven disorganized chairs. while cleaning the second floor of the house, you also found seven bedrooms, each with signs on the door that showed the owners’ name. wonyoung, karina, sana, sakura, rosé, minnie and yeji they read.

suddenly feeling drowsy, you headed downstairs, deciding to sleep on the couch. (you’ve already trespassed, you wouldn't want to worsen your possible friendship with the owners now won’t you?) laying down, you felt your eyes getting heavy, so you let go all the tension in your body and started to drift off to dreamland.

after what seemed like hours, you could hear whispers. naturally, this woke you up. stirring, you slowly opened your eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. as your vision cleared, you realized you were not alone. seven pairs of eyes were fixed on you, each pair belonging to a remarkably beautiful girl. they stared at you, a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and something else in their expressions. you quickly sat up, feeling your cheeks flush under their collective gaze.

"i'm so sorry for intruding," you began, your voice trembling slightly. "i was running away and found your house. i didn't mean to trespass, i just... i needed a place to stay."

the girls exchanged glances before a tall girl with a mole above right cheek stepped forward. "you cleaned our house?" she asked, her voice soft but firm. there was something familiar about her, like she reminded you of someone

you nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious. "yes, i thought it might help. i wanted to show you that i could be useful if you let me stay."

another girl stepped closer, her eyes twinkling with amusement and somehow, mischief? "well, you did a pretty good job," she said, looking around the now spotless living room. "it hasn't looked this good in ages."

another tall girl crossed her arms, you noticed a mole below her lips, a smile tugging at her lips. "why were you running?" she asked, her eyes searching yours.

you took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts. "i was escaping from the evil queen," you explained. “yesterday, while i was cleaning the castle courtyard, i heard her tell her adviser, “i want that y/n girl in my special room by tonight.” the girls gasp, but sensing that there was more to the story, they let you continue.

“i was really suspicious so i followed the queen around. then before she entered her quarters, i heard her mutter under her breathe, “finally, after all these years i can finally take her” when i heard that, i panicked and ran away from the castle until i ended up here” you continued, “i didn’t know what she was gonna do to me, if only i knew i would’ve never worked there” you innocently finished.

when you finished your story, something shifted with the girls. their expressions, already intrigued, took on a darker edge, a subtle heat in their eyes. they exchanged another series of glances, this time laden with a silence. you didn’t notice, too naive and too caught up in your own story, but their gazes lingered on you a little longer, their thoughts clearly taking a different, more intimate darker direction.

a blonde girl stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, her touch lingering just a bit too long. “you’re safe here,” she said, her voice soothing but with an undercurrent you couldn’t quite place. “you can stay with us as long as you need.”

relief washed over you, and you smiled gratefully at them. “thank you, thank you so much.”

still not letting go of your shoulders, she squeezed them gently before letting her hand fall away. "why don't we sit down and get to know each other a bit more?" she suggested, gesturing toward a cozy seating area nearby.

as you all settled into the plush chairs, the atmosphere became more relaxed, the tension from earlier dissipating into the background. you and the girls conversed with each other and that’s when you learned who the names you read upstairs belonged to. they discussed where you would sleep and what tasks you were assigned to do. after a while, it was finally decided that you are going to sleep in the attic and cleaning the house was your job. soon, night arrived and after eating the dishes sakura cooked(10/10 would eat again) and tidying up the kitchen, you all went to bed. you sighed in content as your body relaxed against the soft cover of the bed. you were really happy, not only did you escape from the clutches of the evil queen, you also gained seven attractive friends! (very attractive if i say so myself). as you pondered with your thoughts, you could slowly feel your eyes getting heavy. you yawned and let your mind wander into dreamland.

minutes passed by and you were already in deep sleep. so deep that you never hear the door to your room open as a figure enters.

you were awakened minutes later by the sensation of something entering inside you and a body on top of yours thrusting. you tried screaming for help but the person saw this and covered your mouth. tears welled up in your eyes as the pain spread all over your body. your tried to fight back but they were so strong that your futile attempts only made the already creaking bed creak harder.

“shh y/n” you recognized that voice, “you wouldn’t want the others to see how much of a slut you are now won’t you?”

you looked up to your perpetrator and what you saw drained the life out of your face. the person forcing themselves onto you was none other than sana!

sana noticed the shock in your face before she giggled and leaned closer into you.

“surprised? sorry honey i couldn’t help myself.” she whispered “but i’m serious, you better shut that pretty mouth of yours before you wake everyone up” you replied but since sana’s hand was covering your mouth, it came out muffled. removing her hand from your mouth, you spat “why? are you afraid cuz you know that the moment they wake them up and see this they’ll do something to you?” while glaring at her.

this ticked sana off before she dropped a truth bomb to you “afraid? oh honey, the one who should be afraid is you” she grinned. “the moment the other girls wake up, they won’t be able to control themselves. the truth is, the moment we saw you, we all wanted you. i just happen to fuck you first. i just want to savor you first.”

panting, you retort “you’re lying! you’re only saying that to trick me! you’re nothing but –ah!” sana’s harsh thrust cuts you off. “shh shh shh, less talking, more moaning.” you shook your in response and bit your lip.

“don’t hide your moans, i know you want this too” you denied this by shaking you head. this response caused sana to tighten her grip on you waist and thrust even harder.

one of her hands snaked in between your thighs, her fingers trying to find your sensitive bundle of nerves. when she found them, she abused the hell out of them. this action caused you to roll your eyes in pleasure and let out a loud moan. sana smirked at your response, rubbing harder.

“lying little slut acting like you don’t want this but here you are moaning like a whore”

you couldn’t handle it any longer, tired and weary, you finally stopped resisting and fully submitting to sana. your whines and moans soon filled the room. sana delighted with your submission and you with your head way up in cloud nine, both failed to notice the two pair of eyes by your door, watching your every move.

“ahh mommy! s-something’s happening” you cried out, “my tummy feels weird”

sana smirked at the nickname before giggling “sweetheart that’s called cumming. that’ll make you feel really good” she then groaned “i feel like im gonna cum soon too”

“im gonna cum inside you ok? gonna feel your insides with my seed, gonna paint you insides white”

“y-yes please ahhh f-feel so good mommy” “fuck here it comes baby” her hips thrust for one final time. this being her deepest thrust inside you, all in effort for her cum to fully reach deep inside you. the feeling of her cum inside you caused you to also go over the edge.

legs shaking, sana pulls out her cock from inside you. she sees your juices mixed and flowing out of your pussy. sana groans at the sight before plopping on beside you, one arm slung around your waist.

“that felt good baby?”

as much as you wanted to lie, you couldn’t. even if sana forced herself onto you, you can’t deny that what she did somehow removed stress out of you.

too shy to admit it, you muzzled your face onto her neck and nodded. sana ruffled your hair before yawning. both of you shuffled on bed to get comfortable, ready to sleep the night away. well that was the original plan before someone spoke.

“that was it?” a voice asked, breaking the silence in the room. this caused you and sana to sit up from the surprise. “that was kinda boring right minnie?”

“really short if you ask me, and really sana? one round and you’re done? i’m so glad rosie brought me here” minnie tsked causing sana to blush.

“why don’t minnie and i teach you how to properly feel good, what'd you say y/n?”

although tired and dazed, you were curious. ‘what exactly did they mean by properly?’ you thought. apparently, your curiosity was written all over your face because the two started snickering. they both went on each of your side, stripping off their clothes on their way, their hot breaths lingering in your ears.

rosé turned to sana, “why don’t you be a dear and sit by that chair? you’re free to watch or go back to your room.” she spoke. sana grumbled before picking up her discarded clothes and heading to the chair, one hand wrapped on her dick.

“ew you’re gonna jerk off watching us?” minnie bemused. “what? i bet you were doing that a while ago too!” sana spat back. rosé rolled her eyes, pushing you to lean against minnie before also leaning closer. you blush at being sandwiched by two attractive women.

rosé grabbed your chin, your lips meeting hers. you moaned at the feeling of her soft lips against yours, which she immediately took advantage of. darting her tongue inside your mouth. minnie on the other hand, busied herself with your breasts and your neck. fumbling your mounds like there’s no tomorrow while sucking and nipping on your neck. eventually, they got tired of all the foreplay. even sana was getting bored, evident in her groans in the background.

the three of you changed your position resulting to you straddling rosé while minnie was behind you. you gasped at the the feeling of their dicks rubbing against your nether regions.

“i–i’ve never tried taking two at once before….” you whined hiding your face on rosé’s neck

“don’t worry baby, rosie and i promise to be gentle” to which rosé nodded in agreement.

you took deep breathes before nodding in submission to them. seeing your response, their eyes twinkle before plunging their dicks inside you at the same time. your scream at the sensation while the two groaned at your tightness. it felt so painful, like your were being ripped in half. the pain was overwhelming but so was the lingering pleasure that was starting to build up. the girls started thrusting until they reached a pace they were comfortable with.

soon, your pained gasps turned into pleasured moans. hearing this, the two started getting rough. they started thrusting harder while their hands lingered all over your body. rosé fondled with your breasts while minnie snaked one of her hands, searching for your sensitive bundle of nerves. once her hand reached its destination, she was merciless. she rubbed so hard you started twitching from the sensation.

“ahhh minnie feels so good~” you moaned, “rosie, minnie mommies –ahh– faster please” you pleaded.

“you like that y/nnie? you like taking dicks abusing your holes?” rosé asked, amused at how helpless you looked.

you aggressively nodded in response, yelping when she suddenly smacked one of your buttcheeks. “shit do that again please” you pleaded.

rosé smirks at your reaction before sending a barrage of alternating smacks between your buttcheeks. two dicks inside you, minnie stimulating your clit and rosé smacking your ass caused your brain to be overwhelmed your back arching. the two groaned at the sight.

sana, who has been quietly jerking herself by the chair also groaned before standing up, walking towards you, hands still jerking herself. she positioned herself near your head before grabbing the base of her dick, aiming it to your mouth.

“open up” she grunted. although dazed from pleasure, you managed to process what she asked for. you opened your mouth, taking her member in. sana groaned before starting to thrust in your mouth. tears ran down your cheeks from all the pleasure you were receiving.

this continued more until suddenly, you felt it again. the knot in your stomach was starting to form making you whine more on sana’s dick. the three noticed this, based on how they all suddenly started thrusting harder onto you.

“fuck–you’re cumming baby? could feel you getting tighter.” minnie grunted, her thrusts starting to reach an uneven pace. she was close too; you could feel it, and so were the other girls.

“shit baby im cumming, you’re gonna take it all right? gonna keep my seed deep inside you like a good girl.” rosé hissed before releasing her load this caused to be over the edge and cumming too. your holes tightened causing a domino effect of minnie and sana also cumming.

the four of you layed there for awhile before they all pulled away. sweat running down your faces as you tried to catch your breathe. after awhile, you suddenly spoke up.

“well now that that’s over, im gonna catch some sleep now. it’s up to you guys if u want to return to your rooms or if you want to sleep here with me. good night girls” you announced, ready to sleep for the nth time today.

“sleep? oh baby you think we’re done? we’re just getting started. you won’t be able to sleep a wink tonight” minnie interjected, hands already snaking all over your body. you shivered at the feeling before praying in your mind.

‘lord, have mercy on me tonight.’ you pleaded as the three starting shifting their positions.

the next day, you woke up feeling sore. specially in your nether regions and your mouth. you turn to your left to see the cause of your pain, all tucked together and sleeping like they never gave you those mind boggling orgasms. you rolled your eyes at the sight before grabbing your pillows and started hitting them.

“ow ow y/n? ow!!” yelped sana as she was surprised and confused with your actions while rosé and minnie grumbled, clearly annoyed with getting their sleep disturbed.

you payed no heed to their reactions, “you guys need to get out! i need to fix myself up” you continued hitting them.

though drowsy and annoyed, the three obliged. they, picked up their clothes and got dressed. as they started heading out, rosé turned to you, “you know y/n, kicking us out to get dressed is kinda useless now. cause we’ve already seen everything.” she laughed as she dodged the pillow you threw at her.

you grumbled in annoyance as you tried to stand up and fix the bed. keyword = tried. as soon as you stood up, pain struck your whole body causing you fall flat on the floor. it let out a thud loud enough to send someone running to knock on your door.

“y/nnie?” it was karina, “are you okay? i heard a thud.”

“im fine! i just fell!”

“are you sure? can i come in?”

“rina im butt naked right now.”

“o-oh… i can help you(?)”” “WHAT?!”

despite your protest, karina wanted to see your naked body help you. she took a deep breathe before barging in, one hand covering her eyes but she was obviously peeking.

“RINA!” you squealed before covering your body with a fallen blanket.

for a while, karina just stood there, mesmerized with how innocent and helpless you look. countless thoughts entered her mind, all of them involving her having her way with you. this lead her to feel a sudden tightness in her lower region. your eyes then trailed to the tent on her crotch causing an idea to pop inside her head. a smirk spread on her face but was quickly replaced by a faux look of distress.

noticing her discomfort and getting concerned, you asked “are you okay rina?” to which she shook her head no.

“it hurts……down there…..” she started whining whilst gesturing to her nether region. “can you help me? please?”

this of course caught you off guard, blood rushing to your cheeks. although flustered with the situation, you wanted to help karina and hey you’ve already experienced pleasuring someone three times last night right? you could say that you were already experienced. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

realizing that you have yet to respond to karina, you again tried to stand up this time succeeding (if standing on wobbly legs was successful at all).

“down there?” you repeated, your voice barely a whisper as you gestured towards karina’s crotch. your cheeks were on fire, and you felt your heart hammering in your chest. this was certainly not what you expected when you woke up this morning.

karina nodded, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of vulnerability and something else you couldn’t quite place. she looked at you with a pleading expression, and you knew you couldn’t just leave her in discomfort. despite your own flustered state, you wanted to help her.

gathering your courage, you reached out and clasped her hands. “alright, i’ll help you,” you said, your voice steady despite the butterflies in your stomach. you carefully guided her to the bed, feeling the tension between you both rise.

karina’s internal smirk was hidden behind her innocent facade, but you could sense a shift in her demeanor. she seemed more confident now, her eyes glinting with a spark of mischief.

as you both sat on the edge of the bed, you took a deep breath and leaned closer to her. “just… tell me if i’m doing things right” you murmured, your voice gentle.

karina’s breathe hitched as you positioned yourself between her legs, “i trust you, i know you’ll do great” she replied.

you nodded back, feeling a rush of determination. you wanted to make her feel better, to ease her discomfort. slowly, you started by palming her erection through her shorts to which she shuddered. you then unzipped them and pulled them down along with her boxers. her cock sprang up, almost hitting your chin in the process. you heard karina let out a sigh of relief while you stared at her member.

it was noticeably throbbing, a sign of how much pain karina was suffering right now. poor baby, if only you knew.

not wanting karina to be in pain for any longer, you quickly went down in business. you wrapped your hands around the rigid member. karina’s eyes fluttered shut, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress the sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape. you leaned in, your lips brushing against her ear. “let me know if you need me to stop,” you whispered, your voice husky.

she shook her head slightly, her grip on your hands tightening. “don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice laced with need.

encouraged by her response, you continued your ministrations, your touch growing bolder. you could feel her body responding to your touch, her tension melting away.

karina’s breaths were coming in short, sharp bursts now, and hips started thrusting against your hand. you could see the desire in her eyes, and it fueled your own passion.

“y/n baby……….. your mouth” she gasped “i need it”

although you were caught off guard by her request, you still complied. you opened your mouth to accommodate to her plea.

karina whimpered as the warm, wet mouth enveloped her throbbing member. it felt so good to have this intimate part of her worshiped in such a lewd manner. the stimulation was overwhelming, and she arched her back in delight. head nearly falling to hit the bed, her upper torso barely being supported by her forearms and elbows against the bed.

she groaned, one of her hands moving to get tangled in your messy hair as they bobbed up and down on her member. the suction increased, and she gasped for breath. the pleasure was intense, making her feel like she was floating on a cloud.

"y/n" she moaned, her voice thick with desire. she felt like she was on the verge of exploding, and she couldn't help but beg for more. "harder, baby," she pleaded. "more." her hips starting to thrust inside your mouth

hearing this, you started sucking harder. you found your hands playing with karina’s balls causing her to cry out in pleasure, her body shuddering as she felt intense waves of pleasure wash over her.

she screamed out in ecstasy, her body shaking with the feeling of her nearing climax.

"i'm gonna cum," she warned, her voice ragged. "don't stop, baby."

you didn't miss a beat, and moments later, karina exploded in a symphony of bliss. her muscles tensed, and her cries of pleasure filled the room. it was a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure that she would never forget. it was better than those times when she relieved herself.

as the aftershocks of her orgasm faded away, karina collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. while you, climb on top to lay beside her.

"that was amazing," she breathed, reaching down to stroke your hair. "thank you, baby." as she kissed your forehead.

karina then rolled over, pulling you on top of her. her fingers traced along your back, urging you closer as her lips met yours in a passionate kiss. although caught off guard, you matched her passion. but before you could further continue, a knock was heard on your door. groaning in annoyance you asked who it was. “WELL IF YOU DON’T WANT YOUR BREAKFAST TO GET COLD YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWN NOW!!” the person yelled back, revealing herself to be minnie.

the mention of breakfast made you realize how hungry you were and apparently you weren’t the only one, judging by how karina’s stomach grumbled. her ears reddened making you laugh at her. “say, let’s eat breakfast now what do you say?” you offered to which karina quickly agreed, nodding quickly you’d think her head will fall off.

you both got up, picked your discarded clothes and fixed yourself and your bed before heading downstairs for breakfast. reaching the kitchen, you saw that everyone was already there and are eating what seems to be sakura’s cooking. the smell caused karina’s already grumbling stomach to further grumble louder making everybody look at her. silence lingered in the room before a snort, then a giggle, then full on laughing was heard all over the room. “HAHAHAHAHA Y/N MUST’VE TIRED RINA OUT FOR HER TO BE THAT HUNGRY!” sana jokes amplifying the laughter. embarrassed, karina fought back “AT LEAST I COULD CONTROL MYSELF AND NOT WAKE THE WHOLE HOUSE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!”

this caused sana to gasp but before she could answer back, sakura cut them off “now now, breakfast’s gonna get cold, eat first then you settle things later when you do the laundry” to which they grumbled but still sat down making you also sit down.

“so y/n,” sakura began, “how did you sleep last night? good hopefully minus some nightly visitors.” eyeing three people making them look away.

you blushed at the reminder of last night before bashfully answering “it was nice, i slept great and i appreciated their company last night.” this made the three smirk and sakura to huff.

you heard someone muttering but chose to ignore it, maybe it wasn’t important right? wonyoung then opened up a topic leading to a breakfast filled with chitchat. you guys divided up today’s task and as expected, yours were to wash the dishes and tidy up the house. you weren’t alone of course, sakura and yeji volunteered to help which you were grateful for.

soon, everyone was finished with breakfast. prompting them to all stand up and for you to collect the plates and do the dishes while sakura and yeji disappeared in the house gathering the cleaning materials and the rest go out to either collect firewood, hunt for meat or forage carrying with them, the packed lunches that sakura prepared.

as you stood at the sink, warm water flowed over your hands as you scrubbed the final few dishes. the frequent sound of running water and the soft clinking of dishes runs through the silent room. your attention drifts a little, concentrating on finishing the rest of the task.

suddenly, you feel a set of arms gently wrap around your waist, drawing you back in an embracing hold. surprised, you turn to your side to find sakura leaning her head against your shoulder, her breath hot against your ear and her eyes filled with hunger. this made you feel hot on the inside.

“you think this is all just a game don’t you? getting fucked by nearly everyone in this household?” she spat in your ear as her hands found their way to your underwear, toying with your clit. “you’re already this wet? you are a slut aren’t ya.” making you whimper and to lean against her.

“kkura-ah!” she clamped your mouth before you could catch any unwanted attention.

“quiet,” she spat. “now bend over for me like the slut that you are.” her words making you feel even hotter. you wordlessy obliged sakura’s demand making her smirk.

as you bent over, her hands ran down your tank top covered back. it was as if her palms were trying to memorize the curves of your back. you felt her hands on the hem of your pajama pants

as she starts to pull them down along with your panties. your slick making the panty stick to your nether region. sakura bit her lip at the sight before in to give it a long lick. you rolled your eyes at the sensation, even leaning back to be closer to her.

sakura chuckled at you reaction before she stood up and unbuckled her pants and pushing it down along with her boxers. you turned to look at her only to be faced with her throbbing member sitting between you buttcheeks. you blushed at the sight making her grin. leaning over to your ear, she began “im gonna fuck you on this sink until your breasts get imprinted here and everytime someone puts their dishes here, they get reminded of how good i fucked you here.” hands on your waist while humping against you.

then without any warning, she plunged herself inside you. you gasped at the intrusion, feeling how deep she was inside you. sakura grunted at how your walls tightened around her and how warm it was being inside you. she waited a few moments, letting you adjust around her size.

she soon started thrusting making your body press even further against the marbled sink. as moans, whines, gasps and a mix off all came out of your mouth, sakura thrusted harder. she then soon remembered that yeji was still inside the house.

“you’re moaning here like an attention seeking whore. you want yeji to hear you? i bet that riles you up, getting caught whoring aroung, being a whole household’s fuck toy” her taunting was proven when you tightened at her words making her smirk.

“ah— stop saying it like that” you tried to defend yourself.

“but isnt it true baby? i felt you tighten and all” sakura rebutted one hand leaving your waist to smack one of your cheeks, leaving a red hand print.

“it’s embarrassing—ah kkura!— when you say it out loud” you cried as your body responded to her stimulations. tears running down your eyes from the mixture of pleasure and pain as sakura maniacally laughs with bits of groans coming out at times.

this onslaught of moans continued on until you felt the familiar knot in your stomach starting to form. “kkura im close —ah!” you warned her turning to her sweat covered face.

“hold it,” she grunted, “i know it feels good but i don’t give a fuck, i want you to hold it.”

this made you whine, your body saying no but you knew better than to disobey sakura.

“please kkura! i need it.” you pleaded but sakura’s face remained unchanged. the only thing that seemed to change was how her thrust became uneven, a sure sign that she was also near.

but what you didn’t know was how great sakura was at holding her release. determined to prolonged your pleasurable suffering, she bit her lips as she held her release. minutes passed by and you felt like you could no longer hold yourself any futhwe.

“kkura,” you begged. “i can’t take it anymore, i wanna cum please please please please” sakura groaned, knowing that she also can’t hold it any longer. “just a little more love, i’m near” she thrusted a few more times before finally letting go, her hips shaking as she buried herself deeper inside you seemingly trying to prolong her pleasure. the moment you felt her warm fluid inside, you also let go. eyes rolling to the back of your head, your legs twitching and your mind going blank. sakura pressed her face against your neck, inhaling your post sex scent leaving a trail of soft kisses as she does so.

a few moments passed and your rapidly beating hearts have finally calmed down. sakura pulls away from you, including her member, leaving you whining at the lost of contact. her eyes trailed down to your nether region, the sight of your mixed fluids making her eyes glimmer as she licked her lips. but it all crumbled down when she heard you groan in pain as you attempted to raise your upper body that lied against the marbled surface for so long.

“oh dear did i overdo it? i have some pain relievers in my room, do you need some? what about water? are you feeling thirsty?” your eyes just started staring at her in shock like a tarsier.

……‘is this really the same woman that made me submit and called me names.’ you asked yourself as you continued to stare only breaking your train of thoughts when you realized that sakura was starting to panic and ramble. you giggled at how cute she was in contrast to how dominant she was a few minutes ago. you pinched her cheeks to stop her from rambling which thankfully was really effective. sakura blushed at the gesture before you began, “im fine k kura, just tired” you reassured her.

“but i think i need to rewash the dishes, sweat got all over them”

she rolls her eyes before joking, “don’t bother, some freaks in this household would want that” and then cackled

your eyes widened at her statement making you playfully shove her shoulder. “don’t say that, that’s so unsanitary!”

wiping her sweat, she picked both your clothes up, helping you get into them before also wearing her own clothes. her fingers brushed a strand of hair from your face as she leaned down, her soft voice filled with warmth.

“rest for a bit, alright? i’ll finish my task first’’ she said, her tone comforting. with one last glance over her shoulder, she walked away, her steps light but satisfied.

“oh by the way,” she paused, facing you “if you want more of me, just go to my room” she winked before finally leaving. you rolled her eyes at her statement before rerinsing the dishes.

after finishing the dishes, you dried your hands and walked into the living room. yeji was sitting on the couch, her face flushed as she quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it over her lap.

“you’re done already?” she asked, her voice slightly shaky, avoiding your gaze as she fidgeted nervously.

you raised an eyebrow, noticing her unusual behavior. taking a step closer, you tilted your head in curiosity.

“what’s wrong?” you asked softly, your voice laced with concern.

yeji’s hands gripped the pillow tighter, her gaze darting away as her cheeks grew even redder. “n-nothing!” she blurted out, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.

you knelt slightly, trying to meet her eyes, your curiosity growing. “yeji, are you sure? you look… flustered.” you pressed gently, your tone teasing but kind.

her lips parted, but no words came out as she shifted awkwardly, clutching the pillow like her life depended on it.

“come on, you can tell me yeji.” you urged. this made her let out a sigh of defeat, finally giving in.

“fine, it’s just that i uh-uhm…” she stammered, her voice starting to fade. “i watched you and sakura at the sink.”

it was now your turn to blush at what she said, “what?”

“yeah i uh-uhm got a situation down here……” she admitted.

you gasped at what you heard, feeling guilty at the situation you’ve placed yeji into. you wanted to help and you were going to, with the ways you learned from this household.

“oh my gosh! im really sorry about that.” you apologized making yeji shake her head. “no no it’s fine y/n”

“i can help you with your situation if you want” you offered. this perked her interest, countless thoughts running through her head and making herself smirk. “well…. if you want that” she accepted, ears reddening. you beamed at her before she took your hands pulling you upstairs to her room.

when you both reached her room, she wasted no time pinning you against the door while locking it. her lips locked with yours rubbing her bulge against your core making you whine. her lips travelled from your jaw to your neck, trying to find your sweet spot. when she found it, she abused the hell out of it, your already loud whines were getting louder at this point.

while your mind while being turned into putty, yeji’s hands got busy too. they snaked around your body, slowly undressing you and herself. with all your clothes now pooling on your foot yeji pulled away, pushing you down on her bed. as you’re gasping for breathe, yeji sat between your thighs, hand placing one of your thighs on her shoulder. she then guided her member against your folds, spreading the wetness secreted by your greater vestibular gland.

you whined at the teasing wanting nothing more but to feel her inside you. yeji on the other hand, wanted this as much as you but she wanted to take some necessary precautions to avoid hurting you. when she deemed you wet and lubricated enough, she pushed in. a satisfied groan soon ripped out of her throat, as you cry from her intrusion. yeji stays still for a while, letting you adjust to her size.

as soon as you seemed to adjust to her member, she began to thrust wildly making your eyes roll at the back of your head. in a moment, yeji’s room became filled with your pussy squelching accompanied by your whines and her groans.

“ah-ah-ah yeji!” you gasped out as you felt her member repeatedly hitting your cervix. yeji eyed the way your chest heaved up and down, how your breasts shook, a trail of drool running down to your jaw. she leaned in to lick it as one of her hands crept to wrap around your neck, giving it a light squeeze. your walls tightened as response to your body suddenly receiving a limited amount of oxygen arms thrashing against yeji’s back.

yeji, feeling your reaction smirked as she further tighten her grip on your neck as black dots start to dance around your eyesight.

“you look so beautiful like this, my hands around your neck”

just when you were about to pass out, yeji let go. you gasped for air as she continued to thrust roughly inside you. while you were catching your breathe, yeji leaned in to engage you in a lip locking session. moaning against the kiss, you wrapped your legs around her waist as you feel your climax approaching making her hiss at your tightness.

“fuck. are you getting close dear? you’re getting tighter all for me.” as she said those words, she began to feel her release too. determined to let you cum first, she held her release as her thrusts became became deeper and messy. your eyes well up from yeji’s change of pace as you reach your climax.

“ahhhh-im cumming!” you squealed wrapping your arms around yeji’s neck, pulling her to your chest, smothering her face in near your breast as you came. yeji groaned against your chest at how you tightened around her, finally letting go and filling you with her release. your bodies shuddered at the peak of your pleasure, your chests heaving up and down in an attempt to catch your breathe.

yeji stayed inside you for awhile, resting, before finally pulling out. you whined at the feeling of emptiness inside while yeji remained silent. you looked at her and her eyes was glued to your nether region. as she starred at how your mixed liquids flowed out of your folds, she let her intrusive thoughts win and she swiped her fingers to collect your fluid bumping against your clit making your body twitch as she licked it off her fingers.

“that was hot” you muttered, making you both look at each other before giggling together as if the two just didn’t have sex.

“yeah it was” yeji agreed, closing in to cuddle you. minutes passed by as you both rested in her bed, nothing could be heard but your relaxed breathing as your eyes start to get heavy but a knock at the door interrupts the silence.

“yeji? y/n? i know the both of you are really tired but please do know that the others will be coming home soon and if you don’t want to be the subject to their teasings, you both better be by now” sakura advised.

“yeah yeah we’ll be ready in a bit” yeji answered back, getting up and picking up your discarded clothes. your eyes followed her as she moved around the room picking up the clothes. as yeji finished, she sat back down at the bed handing you your clothes.

“you heard kkura, get dressed, when you’re done we’ll head downstairs” she said, getting up again to properly wear her clothes.you nod, thanking her as you also got up to wear your clothes.

when you were both finished, you headed down to find sakura by the couch reading a book. she catches you guys in her peripheral vision, and she smiles closing her book. she patted the space beside her calling the two of you to sit close to her. you smile back pulling yeji with you as you jump to sit at the couch. the two giggle at your antics as yeji reaches over the coffee table to get some of the cookies that sakura seemingly baked. the three of you lounge and chat as you wait for the others to arrive home.

while the sun sets, you hear a bunch of familiar voices outside and the door opens with a bang.

“I’M HOMEEEEE!!!” sana yells and rosé hits her in the head to quiet her down.

“shut your yap i’m already tired of hearing you all day” rosé complained rolling her eyes.

sana ignores her, eyes landing on you making her squeal.

“Y/NNIE I MISSED YOUUUU!” she exclaimed tackling you in a hug.

“hey sana…….” you greet hugging her back.

“how as your day? did kkura and yeji give you a hard time? did you have any fun? are you tired?” she interrogated.

“now now sana-chan, don’t overwhelm her so much” karina tried calming the squirrel down.

murmurs of agreement spread around the room making sana pout hugging you tighter. you all giggled at her adorable antics before sakura stood announcing that she’ll start making dinner.

“you guys should freshen up” she advised, pertaining to the group that stayed outside the whole day.

they all agreed with her, not forgetting to thank her for again cooking a meal for everyone. as sakura left to go to the kitchen, the rest proceeded to go to their rooms upstairs to freshen up, yeji towing behind saying she forgot something in her room.

you were left there alone in the living room as you leaned back against the couch eyes glued to the ceiling as you let today’s events sink down. minutes pass by and you feel the couch dip beside you. you turned to your left to see wonyoung looking at you curiously.

“penny for you thoughts?” she asked.

“oh im just thinking of the things that happened today” you admit.

“how is it so far? have you been adjusting well?” she wondered.

“yeah, im loving it here.” you answered.

the two of you kept conversing as the rest of the girls joined after freshening up. time passed by and soon, sakura finished cooking, prompting you to stand up to help her set the table. one you were done, sakura called the rest over.

wonyoung was the first to arrive, her bright energy filling the room as she eagerly claimed a seat. "it smells so good, sakura! what did you make?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"you’ll see," sakura replied with a small smile, bringing out the dishes.

sana followed shortly after, laughing softly as she settled beside wonyoung. "it’s nice to just sit down together like this after such a long day," she said, stretching her arms.

karina nodded, sliding into the seat across from them. "no kidding. carrying all that firewood back was no joke. my arms feel like they’re about to fall off."

rosé joined next, brushing snow off her cloak as she sat down. "you think that’s bad? try foraging for berries in the freezing cold. my fingers are still numb," she said, holding her hands out toward the fire.

soyeon walked in with yeji close behind, both of them looking a little worn. "hunting today was rough," yeji said as she dropped into her seat, her tired expression softening as the aroma of the food reached her. "but at least we managed to bring something back."

"yeah, but i think the deer were mocking us by how fast they ran," soyeon added with a small laugh.

soon, the table was filled with laughter and conversation, everyone sharing stories about their tasks and the small triumphs of the day. sakura’s cooking didn’t last long as everyone happily dug in, the warmth of the meal matching the lively energy of the group.

after dinner, everyone helped clear the table, but you offered to handle the dishes. the sound of laughter from the other girls slowly faded as they headed to their rooms, leaving you alone in the kitchen.

once the last plate was cleaned and dried, you wiped your hands and headed to your room. exhaustion weighed heavily on you, and you were grateful for the softness of your bed. as you settled under the covers, just on the edge of sleep, a gentle knock startled you.

"come in," you called softly, sitting up slightly.

the door creaked open to reveal wonyoung, holding a small cup of water. her usual brightness was dimmed by concern as she stepped inside. "i noticed you didn’t drink much during dinner," she said, offering the cup with a sweet smile. "i thought you might need this before sleeping."

"oh," you murmured, touched by the gesture. "thank you, wonyoung." taking the cup, you sipped it without a second thought.

as soon as you set the cup down, a strange dizziness overtook you. the room swayed, and your limbs felt heavy. panic rose in your chest, but your body refused to respond.

"w-wonyoung...?" you managed to whisper, your voice slurring.

"shh," she said gently, brushing your hair back. "don’t worry. you’ll be fine." her words were soothing, but the darkness that pulled you under was anything but.

when you woke, the cold bite of metal against your wrists jolted you fully awake. your hands were tied above your head, the cold shackles digging into your skin. your previous clothes were now replaced with a thin white nightgown that barely did anything against the cold. your surroundings were unfamiliar, a grand yet eerie castle chamber, with high ceilings and dark stone walls. the luxurious bed beneath you was in stark contrast to the situation you were in. it was eerie yet seemed familiar…….

your heart pounded as you struggled against the bindings, but they held firm. the dim light from a single window only added to the suffocating sense of dread. how did you end up here? and more importantly, where was wonyoung?

your train of thoughts was cut by the loud bang made by the door, a figure entered and faced you a smirk evident in her face. all the color drained from your face as you properly saw the figure. standing infront of you was the person you were running away from in the first place, the queen herself. queen jang daah.

your shocked must’ve been really obvious because daah began laughing.

“h-how did you find me?” you tensely questioned.

“oh y/n y/n, my sweet innocent y/n.” she mocked. “you thought i’d never find you? you thought a house hidden deep in the forest would be out of my reach? i have eyes everywhere my dear.” she finished, leaning close to you.

if you were first scared, now you were terrified. countless thoughts ran through your head. if daah knows about the house, what happened to the girls? were they caught? oh god hopefully not you prayed.

“why the silence my sweet? cat your tongue?” she giggled, her hand cupping your cheeks.

“w-what did you do to the girls? are they okay? did you hurt them?” you asked, tears starting to well up if your eyes. you let out a gasp at her response.

“oh your housemates? oh dear why would i hurt my attendants? that would be counterintuitive” she tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with menace.

“a-attendants?” you repeated, your mind racing.

“yes, my darling. attendants,” she cooed, leaning in closer. “they’ve been serving me all along. my eyes in the forest… such loyal little helpers, don’t you think?”

your heart sank as her words began to sink in. “they… they were helping you?”

“of course,” she said with a smirk. “did you think they were just simple girls living in a cottage? no, no, my sweet. they were tasked with bringing you to me. and oh, they did such a fine job of earning your trust.”

you shook your head, tears spilling over. “no… no, they wouldn’t do that. they’re my friends. you’re lying!”

her grip on your cheeks tightened slightly, her smile widening. “friends? oh, my dear, how adorably naive. they played their roles well, didn’t they? but don’t fret. their loyalty is rewarded, and now, you are here, right where you belong.”

“why?” you choked out, struggling against the bonds. “why are you doing this?”

her expression softened, though the glint in her eyes remained predatory. “because you, my sweet, are special. and i’ve waited far too long to have you. you should feel honored, you’ll never have to leave this castle again.” you didn’t believe her words, surely she ulterior motives right? like she’ll use your body for a ritual or something.

“don’t struggle, my sweet,” she murmured, her face drawing closer, her lips curving into a smile that sent a chill down your spine. “this will only make it easier for you to understand… you belong to me now.”

her hand trailed to your jaw, tilting your face up as she leaned in. her breath was warm against your skin, her lips dangerously close. you tried to turn away, but her grip was firm, holding you in place.

just as her lips were about to meet yours, the door slammed open with a thunderous crash, the sound echoing through the room.

“get away from her!”

your eyes widened as you saw wonyoung standing in the doorway, her chest heaving like she’d run all the way there. for a brief moment, relief washed over you until you saw her lips curl into a sly smile.

“oh, sister, you didn’t think you’d get to have all the fun without me, did you?” she said, stepping inside.

your heart dropped, confusion and betrayal crashing over you. “w-wonyoung… sister? what’s going on?” you stammered, your voice shaking.

daah let out a delighted laugh, her hand still cupping your cheek. “oh, my sweet, you didn’t realize? wonyoung isn’t just anyone she’s my sister. and she’s been helping me all along.”

it all made sense now, why she looked familiar, why she reminded you of someone. she was the queen’s sister. the one rumored to have left the palace in pursuit of a much simpler life, hence you never saw her. but her resemblance to the queen was undeniable

wonyoung’s eyes softened as she approached the bed, but the warmth you’d once found in them felt twisted now. “don’t look so scared,” she murmured, crouching beside you. “we didn’t bring you here to hurt you. we just… couldn’t let you go.”

“this has to be some kind of sick joke,” you whispered, tears streaming down your cheeks. “you… you lied to me.”

“we did what we had to,” wonyoung said, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “don’t you see? you’re special. you’re ours.”

“ours,” daah echoed, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “and now, there’s no escaping it.”

you struggled against the bindings, your heart pounding in your chest, but neither of them seemed fazed. instead, wonyoung leaned in, her touch unnervingly gentle as she rested her hand on your arm. daah’s grip on your chin tightened, her possessive smile sending shivers down your spine.

“don’t fight it, my sweet,” daah whispered, her lips dangerously close to yours. “this is your new life. you’re ours now.”

daah closed the gap betweens yours lips while wonyoung snaked her hands around your torso. her hands played with your breasts until your nipples were erect. this made you moan against daah’s mouth giving her the chance to push her tongue inside your mouth as her hands found their way to your clothed folds, gently rubbing it.

tears ran down your cheeks as your body responded to their touches in ways you didn’t want. but how could you resist it when two extremely attractive sisters are currently playing with your sensitive regions. daah pulled away for moment giving you the chance to breathe as she ripped your nightgown, exposing your bare body to the cold.

as your body’s natural response, your arms attempted to cover your body but daah caught them in time.

“no need to hide your beautiful body my sweet,” daah cooed but her toned changed. “we deserve to see it after all the shit that you’ve put us through.”

wonyoung giggled at her sister’s sudden shift before joking, “calm down sis, we have all the time in the world don’t we? after all, she’s ours now”

daah said nothing, only nodding in agreement before sitting up on her knees to unzip her

gown. wonyoung, seeing her sister, then followed suit. your eyes widened at the sight of their members stood tall between their thighs. seeing your reaction, the sisters dissolved into laughter at how you looked.

“why are you so shocked? it’s not like this is first time seeing one right?” daah mocked leaning closer again, “wonyoung told me about how much of a slut you were to my attendants.” her statement made you whine, closing your eyes in an attempt to hide your embarrassment.

the sisters grinned at your reaction before you felt the tightness of shackles against your wrist suddenly vanish. you open your eyes in confusion and just as you were about to ask a question, wonyoung already cut you off.

“we’re giving you the chance to redeem yourself, so be a good girl for us.” she explained. “and you better not waste it or you’ll face some severe disciplining.”

her last words made you shiver in fear but nevertheless, you nod. it was useless to fight anyway, your first and final attempt to freedom was nothing more than a facade so why not accept and enjoy your new life now?

“words pretty, i need to hear it.”

“y-yes mommies….”

“good.”

“now where we’re we?”

as those words left daah’s mouth, it was like a switch was flicked inside them. their grinning faces turned into faces filled with desire, almost predatory. like you were some sort of prey trapped.

“say sis, which one do you prefer? the front or the back?” wonyoung asked her sister.

“hmmm… i think i’d prefer her backdoor” daah replied, already moving behind you as her hands found their way on your breast. her actions making you moan, leaning back against her which in turn causing your body to rub against her member. this made the queen groan, pulling you closer to her rubbing her member against you.

“don’t forget about me.” wonyoung spoke, leaning in to capture your lips. you moaned against her lips wrapping your arms around neck. you were so loss into the kiss and the amount of stimulation you were receiving that you never noticed that the sisters have already lined their members against your holes.

you pulled away from the kiss to let out a squeal when you felt them enter you. you smothered your face against wonyoung’s neck as you tried to adjust to their sizes. this was only your second time taking two shafts inside you and it wasn’t easier than the first time. the sisters groaned as your walls tightened around them in an attempt to adjust to their sizes.

they stayed still, letting you get used to them. when your whimpers died down, a sign that you’ve adjusted, they were ruthless. daah moved first, and wonyoung followed suit their thrusts pattern all over their face as they try to find a rhythm. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, blindly grabbing anything in your reach. daah’s mouth found their way at the base of your neck leaving light kisses all over, but she soon gave a hard bite making you scream out it pain.

“may this be a reminder of who you belong to, us” daah whispered, thrusting harder than before, her hands slithering down to find your bundle of nerves, abusing it when she found it.

tears ran down your face from the combined sensation of pain and pleasure. wonyoung, seeing this leaned in to kiss your tears away her thrusts, following behind her sister’s.

“fuck you’re so tight for us y/nnie~. for someone who ran away from us, you’re awfully enjoying this so much” she teased, her lips also finding their way to your neck leaving out her own mark. she pulled away, admiring your mark filled neck that the two of them made. she made eye contact with her sister, smirking as if they read each other’s mind. you felt them slowing down to a stop, pulling out and just as you were about to plead for them, they suddenly plunged back inside you with full force. your mind, now already deteriorated into putty made you mindlessly babble as more tears ran down your face.

the room was soon filled your cries of “mommy”, your pleas, and the sister’s groans of pleasure as you felt their members hitting your deepest crevices and as you leaned forward in exhaustion your eyes caught sight of something. a bulge can be seen in your womb area, the sight rousing your attention making your moans start to quieten down.

daah, confused with your sudden silence, looked over your shoulder to take a look at whatever it is that caught your attention. seeing the bulge she smirked, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

“fuck, you feel us my sweet? that’s us, that’s us that your slutty body is taking” pressing down the bulge making you wail and wonyoung to let out a groan as her hands found their way to play with your breasts.

“she’s getting tighter–shit i’m getting close ahhh fuck!” wonyoung yelled out, her thrust getting out of control as she tried to chase her high.

“ahhh me too fuck y/n keep that up my sweet” daah followed, groaning as she laid her face in your neck, sniffing your scent.

with their thrusts being all over the place and getting rougher and deeper inside of you, of course you also felt yourself being pushed over the edge.

“mommies!” you wailed, “i–fuck cum!” words being forgotten, pleasure overtaking over your cognitive functions.

“no! you’re not allowed to until we cum!” daah demanded, the restriction worsening your already sobbing state.

“b-but!” you tried to plead, only to be cut by wonyoung “i don't care how good it feels you better not cum unless we tell you to” she spat, closing her eyes.

fortunately, with how much you were squeezing them, they reached their highs. wonyoung came first, gripping your thighs, her nails digging against your skin as she shakingly tried to pump into to you in an attempt to maximize the pleasure that she felt. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt the warm fluid fill up your walls.

daah followed suit due to your anal orifice tightening in response to wonyoung’s release. she grabbed you by your neck, forcing you to look at her, your lips being caught in a liplocking session against her own lips as she releases inside you.

the overstimulation got to you and without warning, you felt yourself release, your legs twitching as you let out an ear splitting squeal of pleasure, before leaning back against daah in exhastion. wonyoung layed against you too and you all layed there, in a sandwich position, all you of breathing deeply in exhaustion.

you felt your eyes start to get heavy from fatigue as you squirmed to find a better position to sleep in. as you tried you moved around, the two pulled their members out of you to give you some space to move. when you finally settled down, they both layed beside you, each taking one side.

“sleep now our darling, you need to regain your energy for next time” wonyoung whispered by your side, leaning in to kiss your cheek. daah seeing her sister’s actions, did the same kissing your other cheek. you smiled at their gesture, as you finally let your sleepiness take over you, finally able to accept your new life in the castle, pleased with the fact that their intentions with you have been cleared.

#ive #g!p idol #g!p #blackpink #g-idle #aespa #twice #le sserafim #itzy #wonyoung #jang daah #karina #yeji #minnie #sana #sakura #rosé #x female reader #kpop girlgroup smut

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fudgeez · 5 months ago

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Fudge masterlist

f - fluff | s - smut | a - angst | y - yandere

Sweet Venom - Danjangz x Fem reader (y)

They Hated Her. Now They Own Her. - Annyeongz x Fem reader (y)

When the Nerd Takes Charge - Karina x Fem reader (s)

Safe in Your Arms - NingNing x Fem reader (f)

The Weight of Their Gaze - Aespa X Fem reader (y)

Drowning in you - Minji x Fem reader (a)

The price of Jaeyi's Love - Yoo Jaeyi x Fem reader (y)

Coffee, Confusion, and Something Else - Ryujin x Fem reader (f)

The One Who Stays Silent - Yunjin x Fem reader (a)

Off-limits - Jennie x fem reader (f)

From Teasing to Temptation - Giselle x fem reader (s)

Massage Mishap - Yujin x fem reader

Rules of attraction - Nao rei x fem reader (f)

The One That Got Away - Mina x Fem Reader (a) (f)

Lost in Love, Found Again - Park Jihyo x Fem Reader (a) (f)

Her Code, Her Curse - Karina x Fem Reader (y) (s)

Simp in the Spotlight - yujin x fem reader (f)

Hands Off the Manager - Karina x Ningning x Fem reader (f)

Shy Hearts and Quiet Flirts - Liz x fem reader (f)

Not Just a Guest - Triple S yooyeon x fem reader (f)

Name Tag, Heart Tag - Triple S1 Seoyeon x Fem Reader (f)

Request

• Only Sana's Love - Minatozaki Sana x Fem Reader

• The Unnie They Craved - Kim Gaeul X Fem Reader x Nao Rei

Series

• The President and Vice : Their shared Secret - Annyeongz x Fem reader (y) (s)

• Behind the Spotlight - Jang Wonyoung x Fem Reader

Imagines

Le sserafim! Kazuha

Aespa! Winter

IVE! Wonyoung

Friendly Rivalry! Jaeyi

Poly! IVE

Kiof! Julie

Itzy! Yuna

IVE! Wonyoung x Aespa Winter

Aespa! Ningning x Giselle

IVE! Leeseo

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itzyjinnie · 10 months ago

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Kinktober Day 4 (🔞🍆)

G!P Ryujin × AFAB!Reader - Better Way

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You loved spending any time with Ryujin and she felt the same but it was always times like these that were both of your favourites

afternoons spent in her room on the bed, Ryujin on her back ready for round 1 of many, with you sat on her face as she expertly made love to your pussy, her tongue licking your pink throbbing bud, sucking and biting on you just so she could hear your beautiful moans while you trapped her between your thighs and arched your back leaning over to take her rock hard cock into mouth taking her girthy member as deep as you could giving her immense pleasure, you could tell she was about to explode from the way her dick was pulsing in you mouth so you prepared yourself taking her out of your mouth to use your hands

moving up and down her shaft until she came, her cum painting your back and splattering her own abs making sure not to stop eating you out as she held your centre closer to her face, tongue working hard on your clit until your legs started to shake and you also came with a moan of Ryujin's name tumbling off your tongue

And that was only the beginning, after breif little cuddle breaks Ryujin spent the next few hours making love to you in every way possible until you were both exhausted and mumbling incoherent sweet nothings to eachother

Then spending the rest of the night cuddled up in eachother with giggles and soft touches, Ryujin's arms protectively around you as she played with your hair before singing you to sleep you couldn't think of a better way to spend your weekend

Come to think of it, you couldn't think of a better way to spend the rest of your life

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Thank You For Reading, Please Leave Any Requests 💖

#kinktober #itzy #ryujin #g!p #drabble #imagine #oneshot #fanfic #smut #kpop #ryujenini

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snowddeong · 4 months ago

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because it matters

omegaverse, alpha yeji, beta ryujin, mating cycles/rut word count: 9 389

Yeji thinks about that night a lot more than she'd like to admit.

The five of them, cramped into a too small karaoke booth, shoulders bumping against the walls and each other. In her memories it's never claustrophobic. The TV screen's glare is never too bright. The speakers aren't too loud. She isn't embarrassingly conscious of just how close Ryujin is to her, or how nice it felt when she gently grabs Yeji's wrist before snatching away the karaoke machine's remote with a smirk. There's only the songs they sang, the fun they had. And then, after — parted lips, glazed eyes, fingers curled in Yeji's hair, beautiful tremors wracking her body as Yeji held onto her.

She thinks about it. A lot. But never this much, never like she's really there again, touching her, kissing her. Never like she can feel her soul slipping from her body and Ryujin's voice is all there is to anchor her.

Keep reading

#ryeji #ryeji smut #yeji #yeji smut #ryujin #ryujin smut #itzy smut #itzy fanfic #🖤🤖writes #g!p yeji #alpha yeji #beta ryujin

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blossomcola · 8 days ago

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g!p ryujin who’s literally huge but doesn’t know what to do with herself so she lets y/n take care of her for the night 😵‍💫😵‍💫 oh hungjin save me..

pairing. sub!gp shin ryujin x dom!fem reader.

content warnings. riding.

i know everyone sees ryujin as a complete cruel and mean dom but personally i think of her as a loser who brags about her big cock but becomes pathetic once she’s with you. she can always be teasing you and flirting whenever she gets the chance, yes, but once ryujin is alone with you, she ends up melting completely in your arms.

just a girl who needs a good cock ride all the time 🥺 ryujin has that aura of mean dom but honestly what she most longs for is someone worse than her to correct her attitude, and how lucky you are that you exist! moments where she is alone with you are her favorite because she can always let her guard down and be a cute little teddy bear — no longer a self–centered, cool girl, but rather a big dicked loser who’s a baby in your arms <3 ryujin can maintain a tough attitude all day long, but the moment you’re around her, she automatically turns into a silly little thing that wants your attention, without caring about the context and situation or even if her friends are around her and then she will probably be the object of ridicule of the group for a couple of weeks, she only needs you!

of course ryujin deserves love and attention, and riding her cock every chance you get is the best way to show your appreciation for her 🫶🏻 maybe having a romantic date or spending quality time is also nice and she loves it when you do those things, but being able to have you on top of her and let you take care of her is something ryujin prefers much more! she can always love to be a teasing girl who loves to show off her cool and fun, but when she’s only around you, ryujin is always more than a submissive babyboy to you 🥺 cute little thing who can’t keep her usual personality once she feels your heat around her cock because it makes her head spin, being nothing more than a whiny mess underneath you that just wants to be taken care of :(

#ryujin #ryujin x fem reader #ryujin x reader #ryujin smut #g!p ryujin #shin ryujin #shin ryujin x fem reader #shin ryujin x reader #shin ryujin smut #g!p shin ryujin #itzy #itzy x fem reader #itzy x reader #itzy smut #g!p itzyx #gg smut #girl group smut

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drvirgus · 1 year ago

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Protecting (my heart)

Idol! Minji X bodyguard! Reader

Description: getting a new job as NewJeans bodyguard isn't really something Y/n thought would happen to her. What exactly happens when she suddenly felt attracted to one of the NewJeans members? Can Y/n stay professional or are her feelings for Minji too much to handle?

Warnings: stalking; harassment; kys jokes; suggestive language; death threats; mention of abuse; mention of murder;

Chapter: I don’t want her to have anyone else

Masterlist

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#newjeans minji #newjeans hanni #hanni pham #newjeans #danielle #haerin #newjeans hyein #itzy yeji #minji x reader #itzy x reader #yeji x reader #kpop x reader #g!p reader #newjeans x reader #newjeans smau

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bangchansdirty-slut · 1 year ago

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The Half Sisters

Paring:Nerd!G!P!Yeji x reader x Cheerleader!G!P!Girlfriend!Yuna

Genre:Smut

Summary: You were initially going to Yuna's house to study, but that plan fell through.

More: Masterlist

A/n: Oh my God! It's my birthday. Anyway, my next posts will be about the stuff that was requested.

You waltz into Yuna's house, a spring in your step, ready to settle in for some quality study time with your cheerleader captain girlfriend. The familiar smell of Yuna's mom's homemade lasagna fills the air, mingling with the scent of her dad's aftershave. You head straight for the dining room to drop your bag, and that's when you hear it: footsteps, padding softly across the kitchen floor. Instinctively, you assume it's one of Yuna's parents, and you're about to call out a cheery "hey" when you realize something's off. The footsteps are too light, too feminine. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you sneak a peek around the corner.

There she is, bending over in the fridge, her lithe figure clad only in a pair of panties and a sports bra. Her glasses reflect the light of the kitchen, casting a triangular shadow across her cleavage. You're momentarily frozen, unable to believe your eyes, before it dawns on you: this must be Yuna's older half-sister, Yeji. She looks up, noticing you for the first time, and her face flushes a deep shade of crimson. "Oh! You must be Y/n, Yuna's girlfriend," she says, her voice slightly higher-pitched than you expected.

"Um, yeah… I am," you manage to squeak out. Yeji straightens up and walks over to the table, her movements graceful and fluid. "I'm Yeji, Yuna's half-sister. I didn't realize she had such a good-looking girlfriend. She's always been so lucky." Her compliment catches you off guard, and you can feel your cheeks burning now. "So, uh, what brings you here today?"

"Oh, just studying," you say, gesturing to Yuna's math textbook on the table. "We've got a big test tomorrow." Yeji nods in understanding and takes a seat across from you. "So, you two are really serious about your studies, then?" she asks, a playful glint in her eye.

"Oh, you know Yuna," you say with a grin. "She's pretty dedicated." Yeji smiles back at you, and for a brief moment, you can't help but notice how similar their features are. It's almost eerie. "And how about you? What do you study?"

Yeji shrugs, her movements graceful as ever. "I'm in my last year of law school, so I'm pretty busy with that. But I try to stay on top of things, you know?" She leans forward, resting her elbows on the table, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. "So, how long have you two been together?"

You can feel your heart racing as you look into her beautiful eyes. You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. "Um, well, we've been seeing each other for about six months now. It's been really great." You can't help but glance down at her crotch area, noticing that her panties are white with a thin blue stripe running down the side. There's an even more noticeable bulge there than before…

Yeji smiles at your comment, clearly pleased. "That's nice to hear. I'm glad you two are happy together." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But I bet I could make you even happier, right?" Her hand slowly begins to slide up and down your thigh under the table, making your heart race even faster.

You try to focus on your conversation, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as her touch becomes more bold. When she reaches the hem of your skirt and feels the fabric bunched up against your aching cunt, she grins wickedly and slips her hand inside. Your breath catches in your throat as she begins to rub your clit through your panties, her long fingers expertly massaging your wet cunt.

You feel your control slipping away, and as she continues to tease you, you can't help but moan loudly. Your hips begin to rock involuntarily against her hand, seeking more contact. Yeji leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Do you want more?" she whispers. "Do you want me to help you study?"

The thought of being alone with her fills you with desire, and you nod eagerly. "Yes, please."

Yeji grins, taking your hand in hers and leading you into her bedroom. The room is dimly lit, the only light filtering in from the hallway. She closes the door behind you and pushes you gently towards her bed. "Lie down and relax," she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

As you lie down, Yeji kneels beside the bed, her eyes trailing down your body. Her hand finds its way to your panties, slowly pulling them down your legs. You're left completely exposed in front of her, and the anticipation is almost unbearable.

She leans in, kissing your inner thigh before moving higher, her lips brushing against your sensitive skin. Her tongue flicks out, teasing your clit as her fingers explore your wet folds. You arch your back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over you.

Yeji grins, watching you squirm beneath her touch. "You like that, don't you?" she breathes, her voice husky. "You like feeling me touch you."

Your answer comes in the form of a moan as she presses two fingers deeper into your wetness. She curls them, searching for your G-spot, and you arch your back off the bed, gasping. "That's it," she whispers, leaning in to kiss your neck. "Let me make you feel good."

Her fingers move in a rhythmic pattern, circling your clit as she continues to play with your entrance. You're so close, the pleasure building inside you, making it hard to think about anything but the way she feels against your skin.

As you moan, your hips begin to move in time with her fingers, seeking more contact. You feel yourself getting closer, the pleasure building inside you, and you arch your back off the bed, gasping. "I'm going to cum," you manage to choke out.

Yeji grins, leaning down to kiss you as you both feel the tension building. "Cum for me, baby," she whispers, her voice low and husky. "Let it out."

You feel your body tensing as you approach the edge, the pleasure coursing through you. You arch your back, crying out as you feel your muscles contract, your inner walls clenching around nothing as your orgasm crashes over you in a wave of intense release. Your body shudders, your vision blurs, and you let out a long, drawn-out moan as pleasure washes over you.

Yeji's fingers never stop moving, even as you come apart beneath her touch. She leans in, kissing you deeply, her tongue tracing the shape of your lips as your hips continue to move in rhythm with her fingers. When you finally begin to steady, she pulls her fingers away, licking them clean as she watches you, your chest still heaving.

Her hand finds its way back to your thigh, gently rubbing the sensitive skin there as she smiles at you. "You feel so good," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "I could do this forever."

You feel a surge of heat in your core at her words, and you arch your back, pressing yourself further into the bed beneath her. "Do it," you breathe, your voice barely more than a whisper. "Please."

Yeji grins, and before you know it, she's positioning herself between your legs. The head of her cock nudges against your entrance, and you gasp as she pushes inside you. It's even tighter than before, but she doesn't slow down, thrusting deeper and deeper, her muscles flexing with each stroke.

She reaches down, her fingers curling around your clit, and begins to rub in a tight circle. "That's it, baby," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "Let it feel good."

The sensation is almost too much to bear, and you arch your back, moaning loudly. You feel so full of her, so stretched and sore in the best possible way. You try to move with her, to meet her thrusts, but she's too strong, too experienced. She's in complete control, and you can't help but surrender to her touch.

As you feel yourself building toward another orgasm, you glance over at Yeji, watching her as she watches you. Her eyes are dark and intense, her expression unreadable. But then, suddenly, she grins. "That's it, baby," she whispers, her voice husky. "Let it out."

And with that, she thrusts deeper, harder, faster, pushing you over the edge. You cry out, your body convulsing as pleasure washes over you in waves. Your inner muscles clench tight around Yeji's cock, milking her as you cum, and she growls, her hips bucking wildly.

It's almost too much. Your body feels like it's on fire, your mind reeling from the sensations. But somehow, it's perfect. As you come down from your high, you glance over at Yeji, who is just as sweaty and flushed as you are. Her eyes meet yours, and there's a look in them that you've never seen before. It's a mix of pride, lust, and something else you can't quite place.

You turn your attention to Yuna, who stands there, half naked and anger, her cock still hard against her stomach. You can't help but wonder what she must be thinking, seeing the two of you together like this. You wish you could ask her, but the words get caught in your throat.

Yuna shoves past you, throwing herself onto the bed. Her breath is ragged, her eyes darting between the two of you. "I can't believe you'd do this to me, Yeji," she spits. "You promised me."

Yeji chuckles, a cruel sound that makes your heart ache. "Oh, Yuna, you know I'm always the better fucker. It was easy." She watches you, a knowing glint in her eye. "But go ahead, be mad. It only makes it hotter."

You can't help but feel the heat in your cheeks as you lie there, your body still sore from the intense fucking you've just endured. You glance over at Yuna, wishing you could understand what she's feeling right now. Her eyes dart between the two of you, her expression a mix of anger and… something else. Longing, maybe.

Yeji chuckles again, her hand trailing down your chest and over your stomach. "Come on, Yuna, don't be such a sore loser. We all knew you couldn't keep up with me." She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. "Besides, I think you liked it just as much as she did."

As Yeji's words sink in, you glance over at Yuna, whose face has turned an even deeper shade of red. Her eyes flick between the two of you, a mixture of anger and desire dancing in their depths. You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins as you watch her struggle with the conflicting emotions.

Yeji chuckles, her hand still tracing lazy circles on your hip. "See, Yuna? I told you she'd enjoy it. And look at her now, wanting more." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Why don't you give her what she wants, Yuna? Let her feel you inside."

As Yuna hesitates, you feel a surge of desire welling up inside you. You reach out, taking Yuna's cock in your hand and guiding it towards your opening. Cunt still slick from your earlier encounter, and she slides easily inside you. Her eyes meet yours as she begins to thrust, the familiar feeling of her inside you making you shudder with pleasure.

Yeji watches the two of you, a predatory grin playing across her lips. She straddles your chest, her weight pinning you to the bed as she lines up her cock with your mouth. With a sharp thrust, she sinks into your throat, choking you with the thickness of her arousal. Your eyes water, but you don't resist as she begins to fuck your face, her hips slapping against your cheeks in rhythm.

Yuna steps closer, her hand tracing over your stomach, teasing at the sensitive flesh beneath your navel. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. "You're so beautiful like this," she whispers. "So full of Yeji's cum." Her fingers slide lower, teasing at the hairs around your entrance.

The feel of her touch sends a shiver through you, and you arch your hips into her touch. She smiles, her hand finding its way between your legs. Her fingers dance over your clit, and you let out a moan, your body tensing as the pleasure washes over you.

Yeji watches you with a satisfied grin, her hips still moving in time with the rhythm of your lover's touch. "Oh, you like that, Yuna?" she teases, her voice husky with desire. "You like making her feel good?"

As if in response, Yuna's hand presses more firmly against your clit, her fingers dancing faster. You arch your back, moaning loudly on Yeji's cock as the pleasure builds inside you.

"That's right," Yeji says, her hips beginning to move a bit faster in your mouth. "Let her feel it. Let her make you cum." She watches with a satisfied smile as you writhe on Yuna's cock.

Yuna's cock goes faster, her thumb pressing firmly against your clit as she brings you closer and closer to the edge. You feel your body tensing, your muscles clenching in anticipation of the release that's building inside you.

"Yes," Yeji growls, her hips slamming into your mouth as she feels herself beginning to lose control. "Let her make you cum. Show her how good it feels."

Yuna's thrusts become more urgent, her body shuddering as she nears her own release. You feel her fingers dig deeper into your flesh, her thumb rubbing circles around your clit as she drives herself deeper inside you. The sensation is exquisite, the pressure building and building until you feel like you're about to explode.

Yeji watches you with a look of pride and possession, her hips undulating as she rides your face. Her moans fill the room, her pleasure clear in the way she arches her back and throws her head back in ecstasy. Her juices coat your tongue, and you can't help but taste her on your lips as you suck her cock, wanting to savor every last drop.

Yuna's thrusts are unrelenting, her body moving in perfect sync with her lover's rhythm. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her eyes are half-closed as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her. Her free hand reaches down, teasing at her clit, her fingers moving in a blur as she nears her own release.

You feel your body tensing, your muscles tightening as your orgasm builds inside you. The pressure is intense, almost painful, but in the best possible way. You grip the sheets, arching your back as your hips buck upward, meeting Yuna's thrusts with equal force.

Yuna's cries fill the air, her body shuddering as she reaches her climax. Her juices spill over you, coating your insides as she cums deep inside you. She collapses on top of you, their weight pinning you to the bed, her chest heaving as she catches her breath.

You feel your own energy waning, your limbs growing heavy and weak. But just as you begin to drift off, you feel Yeji's strong hands on your hips, pulling you to your feet. "Come on," she says, her voice husky with desire. "Time for a shower."

Yuna giggles, her body still pressed against yours. "And maybe some more fun while we're at it," she adds with a sultry smile. You let them lead you to the bathroom, your legs wobbly from the aftereffects of your intense lovemaking.

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