#itzy x fem reader

[blossomcola]

ITZY Chaeryeong x fem reader Stepcest were Chaer is Dom Top older step sister any plot! Please and Thanks!

pairing. mean dom!lee chaeryeong x sub!fem reader.

content warnings. dubcon, stepcest.

i feel like chaeryeong wouldn’t hesitate too long to push boundaries and limits when it comes to you. she would only respect these things that limit her when your parents or someone else is around because otherwise she wouldn’t hesitate to jump on you and do whatever she wants, but chaeryeong is somewhat aware of the seriousness of things and doesn’t want any trouble!

giving you weird touches that make you doubt whether she’s just being a loving and affectionate stepsister or if things are going in a different direction... something like a hug that ends with chaeryeong wandering her hands over your body and stopping at particular places, leaving her hands still longer than necessary in places on your body that even you don’t usually touch, getting chaeryeong out of that weird attitude by getting her attention with a low and shy “uhm, chaery?” that makes her want to fuck you right there just for giving her the cutest and most adorable answer possible 🥺 you’re lucky you always get out of those awkward situations quickly because otherwise chaeryeong doesn't know how she could stop! she is always quiet because everyone thinks she is just a pretty, reserved, introverted girl who doesn't have much to say, clearly unaware that she is just a wicked–minded girl who never reveals her thoughts for a good reason: not to disturb others because even chaeryeong is aware of how sick she is for thinking in such a way.

once chaeryeong acts, unfortunately, you can’t stop her because not even she can do it 😓 the faster she finds herself at home alone with you is when she finally decides to act because she’s so desperate to get her hands on you that she can barely wait for your parents’ car to finish leaving the garage and disappear from the range of her vision! you are not aware of what will happen in minutes and it is noticeable when you leave your room to go to the living room, innocently asking chaeryeong if she feels like watching a movie or cooking something since your parents will be gone for hours and you don’t want to be bored in your room alone 🥺 if you were a little smarter you would have known that being bored and alone is much better than approaching chaeryeong in this state of mind!

it’s clear that the gym is having an effect on chaeryeong and it’s more than noticeable because of how she manages to manipulate your body when you try to resist, moving your body as if you were a simple rag and she was trying to get you out of the way, practically throwing you on the couch and slapping you under the threat of blaming you for the situation and making your parents mad at you :( of course you don’t want your parents to find out about this whole strange and inappropriate situation, so you’re forced to accept everything for fear of disappointing them 😞

ending up scissoring with chaeryeong on the couch while a random movie plays in the background to try to cover up the noises and not alarm the neighbors 😵‍💫 she definitely knows how to move so she can grind her pussy against yours and rub her clit against yours, daring to even hold one of your legs over her shoulder and hug it against her chest as leverage to be able to fuck you better, smiling cruelly as she watches you writhe beneath her and struggle with the confusing sense of enjoyment but at the same time trying to hold onto your thought that this is wrong... chaeryeong knows how much she's messing with your head and playing with your brain, but she doesn’t mind continuing with this even if she has to manipulate you to do it <3

[fellominaarcher]

Can you please do g!p yeji and she’s really into breeding her cute femme gf after she sent pictures of herself in a cute little dress which was yejis fav and yeji was still in the car driving home from work you keep teasing her till…

my weakness...

»» now playing ♪ 'bout to get up on that ass right now

»» pairing: dom g!p yeji x fem!reader

»» what's in here: breeding kink, rough sex, teasing, dress kink, possession, nasty nasty nasty‼️

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You’d been playing with fire since 5PM.

It started with a mirror selfie, just your thighs in that soft pink-colored dress Yeji bought for you months ago. Tight on your waist. Short. Just a little ruffled. Her favorite.

Then you followed it with a video. Biting your lip. Twirling in it. Sitting back on the bed and spreading your legs just a little.

By the time she was halfway home, stuck in traffic and gripping the wheel until her knuckles turned white, Yeji’s cock was painfully hard under her pants.

You:

Babyy, remember this cute dress you bought for me? I’m not wearing anything underneath... I want your cum inside me.

Her jaw clenched. Her foot hit the gas—impatient to be at home as fast as she can, swore to herself that she will fuck you right. You were done.

Then the door slammed. She didn’t even announce herself, just dropped her keys and stormed into the bedroom.

There you were.

Perched on the edge of the bed like you had no clue Yeji was so fucking needy because of you, soft thighs pressed together, that sweet dress looking wonders. A playful smile on your lips like you didn’t just edge her through a 20-minute drive.

“Stand up,” Yeji ordered, voice low, rough.

You rose slowly, batting your lashes. “You like it? I wore it just for—”

Her hand grabbed the back of your neck and shoved you onto the bed, your front hitting the sheets with a gasp. “You think you can tease me all day and not get bred full like the slut you are?” she growled against your ear, already hiking your dress up around your waist.

“No panties, huh?” Her fingers slid between your folds, already slick. “Of course not. My needy woman just begging to be knocked up.”

You whimpered, pressing your hips back. “Yeji, please—”

Her cock was out. Heavy, throbbing, flushed tip already leaking. She didn’t wait. Not tonight. Not when you’d been acting like this. She spat on her cock once, lined it up with your dripping hole and slammed in with one brutal thrust that knocked the air from your lungs.

“Yeji!”

“I'm gonna fuck you good, baby...”

Her hips snapped into you, relentlessly. The sound of skin slapping filled the room, her cock bottoming out over and over until you were a moaning mess, gripping the sheets like they’d save you.

“Look at you,” she groaned, watching the way your ass bounced with every thrust. “So tight, fuck, squeezing me like you want me to cum inside.”

“I do,” you cried out, voice high and desperate. “I want it, Yeji, please fuck me...”

“Oh yeah?” Her hand grabbed your hair, yanking your head back as she pounded you harder. “Want me to fill this little cunt up? Huh? Want to walk around leaking my cum for days?” your knees were wobbling, carrying your weight as Yeji fuck into you over and over again.

“Yes, yes! Please, Yeji, make me yours...”

That did it. She shoved you flat, holding your hips down as her thrusts turned sloppy. Then with a deep, guttural groan, she buried herself fully and came inside you—hot, thick sticky cum that made you clench around her, gasping at the stretch, the heat, the way it filledyou.

Yeji didn’t pull out. She stayed there, cock twitching inside your spent pussy, panting against your back. Then she whispered into your ear:

“Keep the dress on. I’m not done.”

Yeji’s breath was still ragged against your back, her cock twitching inside you, buried to the hilt. Her cum was stuffed deep but not deep enough. Not when you were clenching like you wanted to be filled again.

She pulled out slowly, watching a thick string of white drip from your needy hole. You whimpered and your body arched.

“Flip over,” she murmured, voice low and raw with hunger.

You obeyed on shaky limbs, body trembling, dress bunched at your waist, cunt sticky with slick and cum. You looked up at her—flushed, ruined, needy and Yeji smiled like she was innocent.

“Look at you,” she whispered, crawling on top of you. Her cock dragged over your thigh, glossy with your wetness and her cum. “You were made for this.”

Yeji leaned down, pressing her lips to yours—soft, slow, almost loving. Her fingers cupped your face while her cock rubbed against your folds, teasing that overstimulated little clit. Her tip bumping against your hole. She kissed you again, deeper this time, tongue sliding into your mouth while her tip bumped your clit, again.

You gasped, hips jerking. “Yeji…”

She smiled against your lips. “You feel so good, baby.”

Her kisses trailed down to your jaw, your throat, your collarbone. Every inch of skin she kissed, her hips pressed in tighter, her cockhead dragging through the mess between your legs.

“You feel that?” she whispered against your neck. “That’s me. That’s how good I'll make us feel.”

You could feel it, her thickness nudging your hole, smearing her cum back against your folds. Yeji was teasing you on purpose. Letting your body beg without words and then, she shoved back in.

You cried out, nails digging into her back as she bottomed out again, hot and deep and pulsing. Her hips rolled slow this time, deliberate, grinding her cock right into your sweet spot.

“Mmhm, there we go,” she moaned. “That’s my girl.”

Her lips returned to your neck, sucking marks into your skin while she rocked into you again and again. Not fast. Not yet. Just deep, thick strokes that made your toes curl and your back arch.

“You wanna be filled again?” she whispered, dragging her tongue over your throat. “Do you want to be mine, baby?”

You nodded desperately, sobbing into her shoulder. “Please, Yeji... please, I need it, I want you so much.”

“Yeah?” Her hand slid under your thigh, hiking it higher to fuck into you deeper. “Then take it.”

And she did. She gave you everything—every drop, every inch, every kiss that tasted like obsession. And when she came again, it was with your name on her lips and your cunt stretched tight around her cock, just like how she liked it.

Because in that little dress, all pretty and perfect just for her, you were hers to ruin.

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[dddalgiiiiiii]

I JS FOUND YOUR BLOG AND ILY ALREADY DSAIFKHASLIDUFAHSLIEFJEAWHLFIDAW could you perchance (JUST PERCHANCE) write possessive yeji?(plot is up to you) JUST PERCHANCE YKWIM

IDK HOW TO WRITE POSSESSIVE???

pay more attention to me..?

idolyeji x 6thmemberreader

there's smut!! right at the beginning!! and the end!!! ..

how did it get to this point?

laying in bed, the love of your life towering over you with her lips pressed against yours, her hands teasingly running along your body, her fingertips brushing just barely over your hardened nipples with soft gasps and moans escaping from your lips, a wetness dripping from your core.

yeji pulls away, a smug and annoying smirk painted across her face, her thumbs moving in circular motions on your peaks. “hey, jagi..” you look at her through your eyelashes, a drop a sweat dripping down your temple “wh..at..”

“how much do you love me?” you don’t even find the time to respond before her lips are crashing against yours once again, both your lips moving against the other's in a passionate duel for dominance, although, yeji always wins in the end.

so again, how did it get to this point?

you didn't realise it, but it probably started before the sun even rose that morning. 5am, in the company dorms, yeji had begun to wake everyone up as they had a tight schedule, until she got to you and ryujin's shared dorm.

now, all of the itzy members knew that there was a little more going on between you and yeji than what was spoken, but until anything was officially announced to the group, it didn't stop them from flirting with either you or yeji, but you trusted each other, right?

she tiptoed over to your bed, quietly, hoping to get a few quick kisses and cuddles before waking up ryujin, so when she noticed that you weren't in your bed, she was confused. taking out her phone to message you, she thought that maybe you went to the bathroom or went to go do something else.

bzzt- a vibration and notification sound came from ryujins bed, to which she responded to with a tilt of her head. she walked over to ryujin's side of the dorm, not even caring to try to silence her footsteps and slid the blankets off, revealing two people, you and ryujin, her arms wrapped around you with your head resting on her chest.

yeji made a tsk sound through her teeth before gently nudging you and ryujin awake before throwing the rest of the blanket onto the floor. "get up" you felt ryujin unravel her arms from around you, lifting you gently so you're sitting up, ryujin sitting up and sliding off the bed shortly after and heading to the bathroom to get ready without saying a word.

yeji's eyes narrow as they follow ryujin out the room, and she shuts the door behind her, leaning her back against the shut door as she crosses her arms and pokes the inside of her mouth with her tongue, the dim light of a lamp illuminating her face, which is giving you an "are you gonna give me an explanation?" look.

you blink your eyes open slowly, "mmh?" you run your hands through your hair, her eyes following your every movement. she stares at you, before opening her mouth to speak "so..? what was that about?" she uncrosses her arms, her hands falling to her sides as she questions you.

"what was what about?" you respond to her, not having the slightest clue what she was talking about. "the whole cuddling thing." she makes a vague gesture with her hand towards the bed where you were sat, you get up and head towards your own side, falling face first into your plush sheets, "we just got back from practising late, and it was cold." your voice muffled slightly in the sheets, but it seemed like she got the idea of it from the sound of her approving hum.

you hear footsteps approaching behind you, and a dip in the bed next you. "so why didn't you just come to my room..?" she emphasises the "my", and although you can't see it, you can tell theres a pout on her face as she runs her hand through your hair, toying with the ends of it whilst her other hand slips under your nightshirt, resting on the bare skin of your back.

you let out a soft giggle, feeling her hand caressing your back gently "because you were sleeping.. i didn't wanna wake you.. and.. you know.. yuna was there too..” you place your hand on hers, removing her hand from under your shirt and rolling over onto your back. yeji, finally being able to see your face again, can't hold back, and she leans in to kiss you, a quick peck- too quick- too unsatisfying.

you wrap your hands around her neck, lifting your head to meet hers, your lips meet for a deeper kiss, yeji smiling as you two make contact, her hands failing to find their way to your waist, instead landing across your abdomen, causing you to both laugh and pull away from each other.

and with amazing timing, as the door swings open for ryujin and lia to walk in, chatting happily as they both get ready for the day. you both sit up, before ryujin flips the light switch and raises an eyebrow at you both. "looks like you two were busy" she laughs to herself before turning to face lia "you should go get ready" she leaves one more comment before turning her full attention onto lia, who's sitting on ryujin's bed, waiting to get her makeup done.

you nod, and yeji nods as you both head out of the room that you and ryujin shared. as you're walking to the bathroom, you pass by yuna and chaeryoung, who were sitting on the couch in the living room, seemingly already ready, except for the sheet mask that yuna was wearing.

yeji snakes an arm around your waist, giving a little pinch of your skin before patting your butt. "go ahead, i'll come later." you nod, waving at yuna and chaeryoung before you head off to the bathroom, and hearing yeji joining their conversation and scolding them for practising so late without her.

just as you're finishing up in the bathroom, you feel a pair of arms wrapping around your waist as a head rests on your shoulder. your hands instinctively reach for their hands as you call their name "yeji-?" your mouth snaps shut as you finally see who it is in the mirror. with a sheet mask still on her face she lets out a her signature cackle, teasing you "of course you would think i was yeji-unnie", she unfurls her arms from around you, stepping back and clapping her hands.

"shut up.." your left hand reaches up to rest on your face, attempting to hide an embarrassed expression. yuna smirks at you once again before leaning over the bathroom counter and stripping the mask from her face, rubbing in the extra gel that came from the mask. as you're watching her, you feel a shiver go down your spine and pair of eyes dangerously watching you, almost like how a lion may stalk its prey.

turning around, you see yeji, arms crossed and eyes narrowed just like earlier. you sharply inhale and smile at her, and quickly make your exit, but as you do, yeji swiftly grabs your wrist, pulling you halfway back into the doorway of the bathroom, juuuust out of yuna's view. "baby.." she whispers into your ear, a hand running up the underside of your shirt.

you let out a soft gasp at the feeling of her cold hand tracing up your back, her nails drawing patterns on your skin. "what.. is it..?" you bite your lip, your breathing coming out heavily as yeji runs her hand along your side, to along your abdomen to slide ever so slowly up your torso, finally resting it on the underside of your tit.

"hey- stop that.. yuna's gonna come out at any secon- ah-" your words are cut short by a sharp squeeze of your boob, yeji smirks "so let her.. let her see what's mine.." her voice lowered and you feel another shiver go down your spine, you rarely see yeji like this, but you can't help but feel... excited when you do.

you make a huff and puff out one side of your cheeks, turning your head and glancing behind you, you see that yuna has just finished whatever she was doing in the bathroom and has started to make her way out, tossing her hair over her shoulder and humming to herself.

you step away from yeji, her hand slipping out from under your shirt as she also pouts her lips, clearly annoyed. yuna stops a few steps away from the doorway, her face turning into a surprised look. "i thought you left already.. well.. let's go!, bye, unnie!" without another word yuna intertwines her fingers with yours, dragging you away towards the living area where everyone else is now waiting for the minibus to pick them up for their first scheduled event for the day.

"where's yeji?" ryujin questions the both of you, raising an eyebrow. "she's just in the bathroom.. probably won't be too much longer" you reply, releasing your grasp on yuna's hand and looking around to avoid the awkwardness in the room. "so uh- where are we going again?" "we're going to go film another episode of it'zzz.. did you forget?" lia mocks you in that annoying voice she always does with that dumb expression she has. "you're so annoying" you let out a groan, checking your watch.

"who's annoying, hm?" yeji's voice cuts through the air. its sharp and has an edge to it. everyone's head whips around to face yeji, who has a peeved expression on her face. "no one.." you squeak out, your fingers awkwardly toying with the hem of your shirt. "okay.." yeji claps her hand once, signalling for everyone's attention once again- even though she already has it- "let's go. the bus is down there already."

"yeees" the members nod and pick up their bags, heading out into the hallway to wait for the elevator down to the lobby. the drive to the event space was uneventful, save for the few times yeji would turn her head from the front seat with an irked face when a member would make you laugh a little too hard.

arriving at the event space, there were already paparazzi and journalists waiting outside, behind held back by the few guards that had been sent there ahead of time. "urg.. they're not supposed to be here.. how'd they even find out.." chaeryoung sighs, covering up with a scarf due to the cold weather- and to cover up her hair and makeup which hasn't been fully completed yet.

"let's go." yeji announces to the group, everyone else nodding as they file out of the vehicle. but as soon as you step out, you can feel an arm wrap around your waist, blinding flashes of light flickering in your eyes as it does. "be natural, it's just fanservice.." the owner of the arm talks through her teeth, her fox like eyes narrowing in a cheeky way, a deeper intention hiding behind her message as her hand rubs gently on your waist.

"mh.." you nod, and hum in agreement, waving to the paps. "y/n!! marry me!!", "y/n, youre the cutest!!" you hear them shouting these messages to you, and giggle, feeling yeji's grip on your waist tightening with every loving word the fans say.

"sorry midzy~ y/n is miine!" yeji responds, sticking out her tongue playfully. you smack her arm, and yeji strengthens her hold on you, smirking as she ushers the both of you into the building where the rest of the 4 girls were waiting for you.

"finally. you guys take forever." lia complains, wrapping her coat around herself and shivering. "chaeryoung already went to go get her makeup and stuff fixed, so we have to wait for her." ryujin points into the bigger room, "the staff are already in the directing space." yeji nods, "let's go then.. we can wait for chaeryoung inside."

you head inside first, taking off the jacket you were wearing and tossing it to the side carelessly, as lia and ryujin starts doing the same, yuna casually takes a seat on a nearby couch. "y/n, you can't just do that" yeji calls out from across the room, pointing a scolding finger at you. "but ryujin and lia did the same?!" you responded back, a hint of agitation in your voice from hearing the other 3 girls snickering.

"you realise that it's my jacket, right?", "huh?" your eyes fall to the jacket on the floor. "ah.." your face turns a dark shade of red, your ears becoming warmer as you swipe up the jacket and fold it neatly before placing it on a nearby table.

a few minutes later, chaeryoung returns fully dolled up. "sorry that took so long.. we can start now.." she walks in gingerly, a hand in her hair and blinking her eyes from the contacts she had put in.

throughout the filming of the video (think it'zzz - the x girl videos) yeji can't help but feel a twang of uneasiness in her chest. the way that the members would praise your dancing skills- or the way they'd tease you about your sleeping habits or the way you did your hair routine at night. she didn't like it, and she did a terrible job of hiding it by the way she was quiet the entire episode.

the last straw for her was during the chair game. there was one chair left and it was a game between you and ryujin, the members had hidden the chair away in a spot where you both couldn't see, but by the snickering and snorting, you definitely knew that you were close.

soon enough, you had found the chair. you rushed towards it, party hat over your face, but just as you were about to sit on it, you felt your butt land on a pair of thighs- laughing at the ridiculous situation, you decided to do some fan service and swung your arms around the persons neck. taking off your party hat, the person who stole your seat was none other than lia, laughing and hugging you tightly on her lap.

"you're so light! have you even been eating well?" lia chortled, bouncing you on her thighs, her fingers pinching at your stomach causing you to squeal and squirm around, your shirt riding up a little to reveal your abdomen.

this doesn't go unnoticed.

"y/n!" yeji quickly runs over and stands in front of you and lia, her back facing the camera and her arms flying out to the hem of your shirt, pulling it down to cover yourself properly. "lia.. be more careful.." she shoots a look at lia, her eyes narrowing without a care as shes facing away from the camera.

there was a shift in the air. the tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. "cut!" everyone's heads whipped to the director, "uh we'll finish up another time. we have another group coming in soon." yeji breathes in a sharp breath and bows, "thank you." she straightens her posture and reaches a hand towards you, locking fingers with yours and slides her unoccupied hand onto your back, supporting you as she helps you to get off lia's lap.

"let's go." and without another word, she picks up her jacket and drapes it across your shoulders, reaching her hand out towards you once again. she grasps it firmly in hers, and then brings it up to her lips to press long, soft kisses along your knuckles, making eye contact with the rest of the girls as she does.

“what are you.. doing..” you gulp, your breath hitching as you watch her leaving her lip marks all over the back of your hand. as you start to pull your hand away, yeji only tightens her grip. “you’re being weird today..” you mutter, and yeji looks at you with an… indescribable look in her eyes.

a look that leaves you with a tight knot in your stomach.

"im just.. claiming what's mine."

your breath gets caught in your throat.

"stop that." you spoke quietly but firmly. yeji ignores your request, and continues peppering kisses on the back of your hand before eventually stopping and bringing your hand to her side and walking off towards the main entrance. "let's go, everyone!" she calls out to the rest of the members one again without even looking back.

she pulls you closer and links her arm with yours, looking straight without even greeting the paparazzi as she takes you into a smaller car behind the minibus that the group always takes together. "yeji..? how come we're taking the car..?" you question her whilst buckling your seatbelt.

"the other four have something else going on, a practice for a special stage.. so i arranged a car for us so we can head back first to get some rest." she speaks out as if it was common sense.

“i see..” you mutter under your breath. “okay, we’re ready, manager-nim.” yeji smiles sweetly at her manager before sliding the separator between the front and back seats.

she rolls down the window to say goodbye to the other four members and wave at the paparazzi since she basically ignored them earlier. she then rolls the window back up.

“so.” she leans back into her seat, crossing one leg over the other and crossing her arms. “what’s been going on today, y/n?”. you stare at her, dumbfounded with your jaw hanging ajar. “huh?, yeji- i haven’t done anything?” she sucks her teeth, making a cht sound.

“you’ve been clinging onto literally everyone the whole day.” she uncrosses her arms, letting her hands fall into her lap. “is that what it looks like to you?” you lower your voice, not wanting the manager to listen. “because i swear, i didn’t mean for it to look like that..”

yeji sighs harshly, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “i know, i know.. its just that sometimes it makes my heart hurt a little.. watching how close you are with everyone.”

you feel your heart rate quickening by the second, a sly smile teasing your lips as you place a hand on hers, resting on her thigh. “really..?” leaning forward to make eye contact with her.

she turns her head, her eyes meeting yours. “yeah…” she sheepishly says, bringing your hand to her lips to place a soft, lingering kiss to your knuckles. “well.. i mean.. it’s not your fault but.. you know.. i love you the most.. so..”

you let out a soft, breathy laugh, turning your palm to gently caress her face, your thumb dragging across her bottom lip to rest on the corner of her lips. “you’re so cute sometimes..”

yeji doesn’t say anything, instead she habitually licks her lips before pressing them together into a thin line, just looking into your eyes as if there was nothing else to look at in the world, as if you were the most important thing in her life, which, to be honest, you were.

“you’re hard to stay upset at.” after a few seconds of staring, her eyes fall to your hands, which were locked together- almost moulded together like they were meant to be, a teeny tiny smile playing on her lips.

you feel the car come to a stop, the manager sliding down the separation and calling out to the two of you “okay, we’re here. i’ll come by tomorrow morning to pick you up, 7am, be ready.”, they then quickly slide up the separation, unlocking the doors for you both to get out and bow before making your way into the dorms, hand in hand.

as you walk into the elevator, you pull your hand away from yeji’s, blowing hot air into your palms. “its so cold..” she nods, placing her hands over the top of yours, blowing hot air onto both your hands. “it’ll be warmer if.. we hold hands.” smiling, you kiss the tips of her fingers, “you’re right..”

with a quick ding, you’re already on your dorms floor. yeji- being the leader that she is, steps out first, dragging you along behind her as if you’d get lost. she reaches into her handbag, fumbling around for a bit before pulling out a set of keys, picking one out from the bunch and inserting it into the door’s lock, twisting it and pushing it open, revealing itzy’s dorm.

she drops the key instinctively into a bowl kept on a table by the door, then slides her hand along the wall, flicking the light switch to illuminate the hallway before kicking off her shoes and stepping into some house slippers. she finally releases your hand from her grasp, kneeling down to assist you in taking off your shoes, and helping you slide into your own pair of house slippers.

“thanks…” the word sheepishly leaves your lips, earning a grin from yeji as she straightens herself up, her hand resting on your lower back. “you’re welcome.” she says, leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose. “come on, you can room with me tonight, i already told yuna.” "sure.. though.. you're not really giving me a choice, are you?" she shakes her head, grabbing you by the hand and escorting you towards her and yuna's shared room "nope!, but.. it's not like you would say no anyways, right?"

you shake your head, smiling to yourself. "i guess i wouldn't". yeji swings open the door to the room, immediately shuffling towards her side of the closet to grab two pairs of matching pyjamas. "do you want the pink set or the purple set..?" she looks over her shoulder, waiting for your response, only to be met with a shrug. "okay.. i'll take the pink set then!" you nod, catching the set that she throws at you. "not that it matters, since it'll be coming off anyways." she mutters quietly under her breath, too quick for you to catch.

you head to the bathroom to change, and remove your makeup from the day. "move over~" you feel a bump on your hip, "ah- hey! i'm busy in here!" you then feel a pair of arms around your waist (deja vu?) and a head on your shoulder, along with the comforting feeling of a body being pressed on your back. "you know, i'm so grateful we debuted together.." you giggle, pushing her back slightly before turning in her arms.

"what's this? why are you being so... sentimental, hm?" you ask gently, cupping her face with both your hands. "it's nothiiiing... it's just... like.. you know... i just.. love you..? and well.. just sometimes i wish you would pay more attention to me." she looks at you through her eyelashes, a slight twinkle in her eyes before she kisses the tip of your nose once again.

"hm. is that so?" tapping the tip of her nose with your finger, you smile widely. "mhm.." "okaaayy... well guess what? no one else is here right now, soo.." you waggle your eyebrows "i can give you.. as much attention as you want.." wrapping your arms around her neck, you lean your back against the countertop of the bathroom sink, pulling her with you.

"perfect." she grins, pressing her lips firmly against yours, a soft gasp escaping your lips as you kiss her back, your lips moving together in a perfect, slow rhythm. the bathroom is soon filled with heavy breaths and soft laughing, yeji leaning her forehead against yours, rubbing the tip of her nose on yours, her hands resting on your hips.

“shall we?” you nod, feeling yeji place an arm around your shoulder and the other under your thighs, lifting you up with ease. she pecks your cheek quickly before practically running back towards her room. she shuts the door with her foot and with a little bit of struggle, manages to lock it with the arm that was holding your thighs.

“so strong..” she places you onto her bed, placing her knees and her hands on either side of you as you run your fingertips along her arms, barely grazing her skin. “of course. i have to be strong for my pretty girl.” she sits up, hovering just above you as she flexes her arms, forcing a small laughter out of you.

"you're so weird...", "you like it." she lowers her body juuust a little bit, planting her lips on yours once again, her hands making quick work to remove the pjs that you had just put on about 15 minutes prior. she lets out a small huff, "i told you that you didn't need these.." "i didn't think you meant litera- mmf" a cool breeze cut you off, the feeling of the coldness embracing you as yeji slid off the night shirt from your shoulders.

"cold, isn't it?" her breath is hot in your ear, a stark contract to the cool air in the room. your only response is a quiet whimper before she smacks her lips against yours. her hands teasingly running along your body, her fingertips brushing just barely over your hardened nipples with soft gasps and moans escaping from your lips, a wetness dripping from your core.

yeji pulls away, a smug and annoying smirk painted across her face, her thumbs moving in circular motions on your peaks. “hey, jagi..” you look at her through your eyelashes, a drop a sweat dripping down your temple “wh..at..”

“how much do you love me?” you don’t even find the time to respond before her lips are crashing against yours once again, both your lips moving against the other's in a passionate duel for dominance, though, yeji always wins in the end.

"i.. love you the most.. yeji." the words leave your mouth with heavy breaths in between, and a satisfied smile forms on her lips, her fingers hooking into the waistband of your pants, tugging them gently before removing them, along with your panties and tossing them aside carelessly.

"that's what i like to hear.." a shiver goes down your spine, and yeji wastes no time. she makes her way down your body, leaving long, lingering kisses along the way, drawing short breaths from you. she's sloppy, but shes careful, making sure not to kiss too heavily to ensure there's no... marks left behind. at least.. in the places where the public can see.

with that said, although she’s careful, she’s still ruthless, attacking you just under your boobs and along your ribcage, trying her best to control herself, in order to make sure her little marks of possession only last a few days instead of weeks.

she pauses at your stomach, and props her chin up on it and looks up at your, dragging her pointer finger along your skin. "i probably shouldn't leave anything here, right? it'd be a shame if people saw it." you nod, but you couldn't help but feel a blush creep up on your face, "well... it's not like i'd mind.. i mean.. i.. belong to you, right?" with those words you cover your face with your hands, feeling embarrassed "i'm- so sorry please forget i said that."

then you hear a small giggle and a pair of hands peeling yours away from your face, revealing yeji who's practically beaming at you. "no way i'd forget that.. that was.. so cute.." she kisses you, the smile never leaving her face as her hand runs lower on your body, collecting some of your arousal and spreading it around your entrance, a gasp escaping your lips and entering hers.

“yeji..!” she shushes you, taking her unoccupied hand and pushing a few of her fingers inside, swirling it around while she looks at you with a sickeningly sweet smile. “the others will be back soon, or would you rather not.. finish?”

you hold back a whine, flinging your head back against the mattress as you feel yeji push gently against your clit, circling it with her thumb as the rest of her fingers dig into your thigh. she takes her saliva coated fingers out of your mouth, dragging it across your chest and tapping agonisingly gentle on your nipples. “that’s what i thought, although, i didn’t think you’d be so sensitive.. it hasn’t been that long since we’ve done anything..”

you breathe out heavily, managing to tilt your head downwards to watch yeji, who’s shuffling downwards to meet your core. “cute.” she has both of her hands on your thighs, using her thumbs to part your folds slightly.

a jolt of electricity feels like it has been sent through your body, feeling yeji kissing your bud before sucking on it gently, her tongue swirling it, and your head immediately falling back onto the mattress. soft whimpers and whines leaving your lips.

your hands are desperate and greedy, attempting to grab onto anything they can, from the bedsheets to the blankets, but the most comfortable place for them is in yeji’s hair, gripping small bunches and tugging her closer, your hips jerking to get a better feel.

she pulls back, needing to catch her breath, two fingers replacing the job of her mouth as she looks up at you, making as much eye contact with you as possible, her chest heaving while she presses kisses along your inner thighs, along with the occasional bite, just to get a bigger reaction out of you, leaving behind deep red love marks behind, being careful not to go too far down.

shes relentless in her actions, biting her lip and furrowing her eyebrows as her fingers quickens their pace, curving just slightly, letting out a low, sultry giggle as she hits your spot, which was signalled by an almost pornographic moan coming from your mouth.

“you sound so pretty like that..”

and just like that, it feels like the knot that had been slowly building up in your stomach suddenly came undone without warning. yeji kept going, she didn’t stop, if anything she somehow found the energy to go even faster, not aiding in any way to help you come down from your intense orgasm.

“w..wai- yeji- i just- you can’t..!”

“shhh.. just a bit more..” she muttered, sitting up, her fingers still pumping inside of you. as she sat up, she flung her head back swiftly, her hair following to flow perfectly onto her shoulders and back, with a few stray strands sticking to her forehead due to a sheet of sweat covering her skin, giving you that look.

you really were in for a big night.

a/n: IM ALIVe. HI. im so sorry this took me so long to get out 💔💔💔 im planning on writing and hopefully getting out a valentines day fic… hopefully within the month of feb… so… idk… hahajhsa…

[melanchoire]

I just read your “killer” story with yujin and Karina and omg you’re an amazing writer; the detail and descriptive sting you use makes it so much more immersive!(which I love). I was wondering if I could resist a Ryujin x yeji x reader nsfw fic?

BEHIND THE CAMERA, BESIDE THEM ──── hwang yeji & shin ryujin

── ( 💜 ) from debut until now, the fans have adored your unbreakable connection with yeji and ryujin — little do they know, the true chemistry burns brightest when the cameras are off, and the line between platonic friendship and something intoxicatingly taboo begins to blur with every lingering touch and unspoken desire.

pairing. soft dom!yeji x sub!6th member!fem reader x mean dom!ryujin

warning(s). bitting, cunnilingus, degradation, fingering, making out, pet names, spanking, use of strap—on (and refer to it as a dick like once or twice).

word count. 7,0k

author's note. this took SO LONG but it’s finally here 🙌🏻

the weight of the stage lights always felt heavier than they were, the heat radiating down onto your skin as you took your place. years of training, grueling schedules, and the endless push for perfection had led you here, to the gleaming spotlight of your dream. you were finally part of itzy, a name that echoed with power and precision, a group of six distinct individuals bound together by a shared ambition. and yet, even amidst the rush of adrenaline and the cacophony of cheers, a current of uneasiness would sometimes simmer beneath the surface.

before debut, the connections were different. you’d known the other girls as trainees, shared countless hours in the practice room, but outside those walls, your lives had diverged. you existed in a parallel world outside the company. studies, a part–time job to help your family, those things claimed you when you weren’t under the fluorescent lights of the practice rooms.

you knew the others, yes, but true closeness had been a gradual bloom. it was strange how you gravitated towards yeji and ryujin. yeji, the ever–composed leader, and ryujin, with her effortless cool, were magnets in their own right. you, caught in their orbit, discovered a peculiar resonance. you were the same age as ryujin, and maybe that's why you got along better, but the thing you had with yeji was different. lia and chaeryeong, despite being the same age as yeji and ryujin, respectively, seemed to have their own established dynamic, one that didn’t quite include you.

initially, it hadn’t been romantic at all. you’d just clicked, your conversations flowing easily, a shared understanding forming with each passing day. while you enjoyed the company of all your members, the connection with the other two felt like a shared language, a comfort in the intensity of your demanding schedules. but the fans noticed, and they were very, very good at turning everything into a ship. at first, the pairing of yeji and ryujin seemed normal, the dynamic of the charismatic leader and the playful one playing out naturally on screen. but then, you were pulled into their orbit.

it started small, casual touches, a hand lingering a moment too long on your arm, an extra squeeze during a group hug. soon, it escalated. it was in the moments where you were all on stage, the girls being touchy with you, and you tried to focus on your performance, but the warmth of their skin next to yours kept distracting you.

and that’s how things started to blur, how the fans began to weave stories around the three of you. the others had their established pairings, lia and yuna, and chaeryeong with anyone she decided to joke with. but the dynamic with you, yeji, and ryujin had another flavor. when the fandom’s “two main characters” started to include you in their interactions, your ship quickly became a love triangle. a particularly dramatic one.

the studio choom set was a stark white canvas, the neon purple lights casting long, dramatic shadows. the air crackled with the energy of their performance, a showcase of fierce precision and undeniable chemistry that left you breathless. yeji and ryujin looked like visions, their dark makeup accentuating their sharp features, the black eyeliner and dark lipstick giving them an almost dangerous allure. the grey–blue tank top and pants on yeji clung to her lean frame, while ryujin’s military green outfit mirrored the same edgy aesthetic. even their hair, straight and with blunt bangs, had the same sinister and powerful vibe. the air crackled with their combined energy, the kind that made your stomach flip even if you weren’t the one performing. the staff milled around, capturing the behind–the–scenes moments, the casual banter, the stolen glances.

you watched, a quiet observer, as they posed for photos. their lean figures outlined by the vivid light. the camera zoomed in, capturing their raw, untamed aura. you felt a slight pang of jealousy, a feeling you were trying to understand. then, suddenly, they turned, their eyes locking onto you.

“come here.” ryujin had said, the command half–teasing, half–serious. before you could react, they were flanking you. suddenly, you were the center of their attention, the cool steel of their gazes pressing in on you. you were pulled between them, ryujin’s arm snaking around your waist and yeji’s hand settling heavily on your shoulder.

“like this.” yeji murmured, her voice low. you felt the heat of her body pressed against yours, the ghost of her fingers grazing your shoulder. ryujin’s hand squeezed your arm, a subtle possessiveness that made the hair on the back of your neck tingle. the cameras clicked, capturing the tableau of light and shadow, the intensity of the three of you. it was like being caught between two forces, a dynamic you weren’t entirely sure how to understand. the fans did, of course. they were quick to interpret the images, calling yeji and ryujin your “devil twins”, with you in the middle, like a prized possession.

the red carpet of the awards ceremony was another battlefield. the photographers’ flashes were relentless, a sea of light that highlighted every detail of your carefully curated outfits. lia, chaeryeong, and yuna had created a moment for the cameras, their playful half–hearts a display of their affection. you remember feeling a pang of fondness as you watched them, their laughter a light melody in the chaos. then, yeji and ryujin entered the fray.

then, you felt the familiar tug on your arm, breaking your gaze. you turned to find yeji, her eyes alight with mischief. she moved smoothly, her arm looping around your shoulders from behind, her other hand reaching across your chest to meet the other on your shoulder. her touch was warm, possessive, her fingers brushing against your neck sending a shiver down your spine — at the same time, ryujin mirrored her actions, her arm low on your waist, hands settling on your hips, her fingers pressing into your side. the sudden contact made you catch your breath. and you didn’t know what to do, if you should move away, laugh about it, play along, or keep staring blankly at the camera.

before you could even process their actions, they were both pressing closer, surrounding you in a cage of their affection. you could feel the heat radiating from them, their gazes intense on your face. both girls were like predators marking their territory, each touch a bold statement. you felt caught in the middle, your arms hanging uselessly at your sides, your expression a mixture of confusion and bemusement.

the cameras continued to gleam. you could see the surprised looks from some of the cameramen and paparazzi, but they had gotten used to you and your group’s antics. but you, you felt trapped, almost suffocated by the sudden intimacy. you were always the one to take the back seat, letting others have their time and space, so this was a new experience for you.

you could smell their perfumes, a fragrant mix of floral and musk, and you felt lightheaded. it was a whirlwind of flashing lights, soft touches, and a dizzying sense of being watched. the contrast between your stunned silence and their bold affection was the perfect fodder for fan speculation, the love triangle becoming a headline.

the next thing you knew, yeji and ryujin were turning their heads slightly, puckering their lips towards your cheeks. you could feel the soft touch of their lips against your skin, the briefest of kisses that set your heart racing. your hands moved without you wanting to, rising to your chest, unsure of whether to push them away or just… let it happen. your face, no doubt, was a mirror of your internal turmoil, a mix of confusion and something akin to exhilaration. how could you have gotten here? how had you and your friends gotten to the point where you were the center of a love triangle? you knew their actions were meant to excite the fans, to start new rumors, but was it really like that? or were they playing a game that you weren’t aware of?

the fans were ecstatic by the pictures. they were quick to comment on the interactions, calling you out for being oblivious to the situation, but they didn’t know that you were trying to figure it all out. you were never one for romantic relationships, you never had time for them between school, work and now training to be an idol. snd now, you had these two girls, full of chaos and affection for you, and you didn’t know what to do.

after the event, when you got back to the dorms, you found yeji and ryujin already on the couch, waiting for you. yeji patted the space next to her, while ryujin just looked at you, with those familiar eyes you couldn’t place, the ones that gave you chills and made your heart race.

“you did good out there. you looked pretty on the red carpet. also, you performed amazing on stage, leather suits you well.” yeji said, her voice soft, contrasting with the playfulness she had shown earlier. ryujin hummed in agreement, her gaze never leaving your face.

“you were really cute.” this time it was her, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips. you sat in between them, feeling their eyes on your face. you tried your best to not react to them, afraid that you might give the other members some ideas.

“you guys were too.” you replied, your voice a tad shaky. you were always trying to be the mature one, the one to follow the rules, but at this point you found yourself wanting to lose yourself in their games.

they just smiled at you, and you knew, in that moment, that this was not going to end anytime soon…

summer is here and that means vacations finally, but do you know what that also means? having to work during the holidays… the company definitely wouldn’t let any of you have a proper break during the holidays that you have after an exhausting year working in the music industry. of course, what could be better than creating a new show and spending all the time filming your life during the time you have to rest from the exhausting schedule of an idol?

the van hums, a low thrum against the backdrop of los angeles traffic. you hold the selfie stick, the camera lens capturing the three of you in its frame. the bright californian sun streams in, illuminating the happy chaos unfolding around you. you adjust the angle, wanting to make sure everyone is visible. yeji, ever the composed leader, sits to your right, her smile serene and radiant. to your left, ryujin leans close, her chin resting on your shoulder.

“hi, midzy! we’re on our way to the hotel, and we’re so excited to show you all of LA!” you spoke, voice bright and enthusiastic, even though you felt a little self–conscious talking to a lens.

“you look good between the two of us.” ryujin murmurs, she murmured, a smirk playing on her lips as she hummed, her breath warm against your skin. you feel her warm breath on your neck, a ticklish sensation that sends a startled blush rushing to your cheeks. she hums, a low, contented sound, and her face slips further into the crook of your neck, her soft hair brushing against your skin. you could feel your heart pounding a little faster than normal.

your breath catches. this is… a lot. the camera is still rolling, the red light a glaring reminder that thousands of midzy will be watching this later. you steal a glance at yeji, hoping for some kind of intervention, some guidance, but she’s just smiling, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

yeji, noticing your surprised expression and the blush creeping up your neck, chuckled lightly. “ryujin!” yeji exclaims, her voice laced with mock exasperation, “she looks good with us hugging her, not just between us. you’re making it sound like she’s a sandwich.” yeji reaches over, pulling you into a gentle hug. “see? like this.” she says, pressing a soft kiss on the crown of your head. her head rests against yours, a comfortable weight. for a moment, the chaos swirling around you fades away, replaced by the warmth of her presence.

you manage a weak smile, feeling the heat rising in your cheeks. you look back to ryujin and she raises an eyebrow at the camera, a subtle arch that speaks volumes. it’s a look that says “i know what i’m doing” and you swear, for a split second, you see a glint of mischief in her eyes. you quickly refocus your attention on the camera. “we’re almost at the hotel! can’t wait to see what surprises LA has in store for us.”

you tried your very best to avoid eye contact with her, but it was impossible, you felt her stare penetrating you. you cleared your throat and shifted the camera slightly to a better angle of all three of you.

“yeah, we’re having a blast already!” you added, forcing a wide smile, hoping the camera wouldn’t pick up on your inner turmoil. ryujin simply snickered.

later, after the whirlwind of unpacking and settling into your rooms, the six of you gather by the hotel pool. the california sun is setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the water. lia and yuna are already engaged in a water fight, their laughter echoing around the pool deck. chaeryeong, perched on the edge of a sun lounger, watches them with amusement, occasionally chiming in with a teasing comment.

you take this opportunity to record a solo segment for the vlog. adjusting the camera to selfie mode, holding the camera up in front of you, you talk directly to the lens. “hey midzy!, as you can see, we’ve arrived at the hotel and everything is so amazing! the pool here is so nice and everyone is already having fun! it’s so warm and the sun feels amazing…” you continued, speaking to the camera as if you were having a one–on–one conversation with each and every one of your fans, sharing your excitement and happiness.

suddenly, you felt warm arms wrap around your torso from behind. yeji, with a mischievous grin, was attempting to lift you up, trying to throw you in the pool. you braced yourself, digging your heels into the ground. “yah! yeji unnie, no!” you exclaimed, giggling as you struggled against her.

“let’s go swimming!” yeji exclaims, her voice full of playful energy.

you put up a resistance, gripping the edge of the pool deck as yeji tries to pull you forward. “yeji, no! i don’t want to get my hair wet!” you laugh, struggling against her surprisingly strong grip.

“just a little dip.” she teased, her voice laced with playful menace. her attempts at picking you up weren’t very successful, to say the least. “ryujin, help me!” yeji yells, desperation creeping into her voice. you’re momentarily distracted by her plea, which gives her the necessary moment to push you.

before you can react, a pair of hands grips your thighs from under the water, pulling you downwards. you gasp, the shock of the cold water stealing your breath. you don’t even remember seeing ryujin go in the water. you saw her go in some moments ago, when yuna started the underwater breath–holding contest, (which yuna lost almost immediately), but how could she have stayed under for so long? it had honestly slipped your mind that she was still in there with how much time passed. you’re certain that she didn’t even come up for air after she went in.

a surprised yelp escaped your lips as you felt yourself being pulled downwards. you could practically hear yeji laughing as she was using this help as an opportunity to push you from behind, pushing herself into the water along with you. you hit the water with a splash, the shock temporarily taking your breath away.

you surfaced coughing lightly, your hair plastered to your face as you grabbed onto ryujin’s shoulders for support. her dark hair clung to her forehead, beads of water glistening against her skin. she offered you a dazzling grin, her hand moving to brush the wet strands of hair away from your face, brushing your sopping wet strands away from your eyes, and you feel her fingers graze your temple, a fleeting touch that sends a shiver down your spine. you found yourself caught in her gaze, the familiar spark in her eyes sending shivers down your spine.

behind you, yeji is laughing, the sound of a melodic chuckle that resonates through the water. “you look like a wet cat!” she teases, her hands resting on your hips, keeping you steady.

ryujin’s hands move to your waist, her fingers gently squeezing your skin. “a very cute wet cat, i must admit.” she shoots you a wink and a playful smirk.

you’re surrounded. yeji’s hands on your hips, ryujin’s hands on your waist, and you find yourself thanking the universe for the fact that you're underwater. the blush that you feel rising in your cheeks would be enough to rival the brightest sunset. you suddenly hope that none of the other cameras are recording this moment, otherwise you would have to invent a new name for the shade of red that will be shown on your face.

“you two are going to be the death of me.” you manage to whisper, your voice hoarse from the water, and the adrenaline from your sudden plunge.

“oh, we’re just getting started.” ryujin replies, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

yeji simply smiles, her eyes locking with ryujin’s for a brief moment, before turning her attention back to you. “you know you love it.” she says, her voice a soft murmur that sends another shiver through you. and despite the chaos, the teasing, the unexpected plunge into the pool, you can’t help but smile. maybe, just maybe, you do.

you glanced down at your now slightly wet camera, feeling relieved that the company provided waterproof equipment. trying to keep your voice steady despite your racing heart, you turned the camera back to face you.

“well, i guess i’m in the pool now! this is my punishment for talking too much!” you exclaimed with a forced laugh, your eyes darting between yeji and ryujin. you tried to move your body to get out of their reach and find some space, but you were tightly trapped in the middle of both of them.

“it’s okay, we’ll keep you company.” ryujin said, her voice a low murmur as she moved closer, her arm wrapping around your waist, bringing you closer to herself.

“yeah, it’s not like you can go anywhere now, are you?” yeji added, her voice full of teasing playfulness, tightening her grip around you.

you felt your heart leap into your throat as you looked between them, your voice catching in your throat. “i… i guess not.” you replied, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. you suddenly became very aware of the closeness of their bodies, their warmth radiating and surrounding you. you swallowed thickly, the rapid pace of your heartbeat was almost deafening.

“we’ll make sure you don’t get lonely.” ryujin whispered, her lips dangerously close to your ear. her touch sent a jolt through you, causing your cheeks to flame even more.

“oh we definitely will.” yeji added, her eyes gleaming with pure mischief. “we’ll just need your full attention, is that okay?” she continued, her voice dripping with honey.

you suddenly felt so overwhelmed with emotions. you loved these two, you did, with everything you could give. but you weren’t sure how much more of this you could handle. you had to get out of this situation, and fast. your mind raced as you desperately searched for a way to de–escalate this situation.

“wait, wait!” you said, raising your hands in front of you, turning the camera towards your two bandmates. “i think we need to involve our midzy in this!” you proclaimed, trying to mask the panic in your voice. “what do you guys think? should yeji and ryujin team up to throw me in the pool again? or what else should we do?” you finally finished, taking away the attention from yourself and placing it on the camera, hoping that your fans would find some fun activities to do, and hoping they would forget about the current situation involving you and the two girls.

you could feel their stares on you, their amusement palpable. you didn’t dare to look in their eyes, simply continuing to talk to the camera and pretending that everything was okay, while trying to avoid the two girls’ gazes.

“okay midzy, so let’s see your proposals. i’ll wait for them in the comments!” you announced finally, ending the recording. you looked down at the camera, turning it off. you took a deep breath and turned your attention back to the two girls, unsure if you should laugh or cry at the situation you just put upon yourself. one thing was certain, this LA vacation was going to be very interesting…

the heavy door of your hotel room thuds shut behind you, the sound echoing the exhaustion that reverberates through your very bones. you’d spent the entire day under the relentless california sun, filming content for your vlog, the vibrant blue of the pacific ocean acting as a backdrop to your every move. it had been a dream, a perfect blend of work and vacation, but now, all you craved was the soft embrace of your bed. you’d already called it a day, knowing the footage you had was more than enough for one vlog, and the chaotic brilliance of lia and yuna’s combined efforts would surely be a highlight reel on its own.

you drop onto the bed with a groan, landing on your stomach, your limbs splayed out like a starfish that washed ashore. a loud moan escapes your lips, a testament to the sheer weariness you feel. the mattress dips on either side of you, and you don’t even need to turn around to know who it is. yeji and ryujin, always close by, always a comforting and playful presence.

yeji’s hands find your shoulders immediately, her touch gentle as she begins to knead away the tension. “are you tired, hun?” she asks, her voice soft and concerned, a stark contrast to the boisterous energy she had displayed poolside just hours ago. “you worked really hard today.”

on your other side, ryujin is a whirlwind of mischievous energy, her focus immediately drawn to the discarded camera. she picks it up, tilting it towards herself, her lips curving into a playful smirk as she watches her reflection on the small screen. it’s almost as if she’s flirting with the lens, and with the image she sees staring back at her.

she abandons the camera soon enough, letting it fall onto the bed with a soft thud. her attention is now fixed on you. she shifts onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow, her other hand slipping under the short sleeve of your t–shirt, her fingers playing with the thin strap of your bikini top that rests on your shoulder.

“i really like the color.” she murmurs, her voice dropping into a husky purr as she studies the shiny color fabric against your skin. “it looks beautiful on you.” you had on a simple black t–shirt and short shorts for the camera, but underneath, you were already prepared to enjoy the pool with the rest of the girls.

you smile, a genuine, tired smile, turning your head to look at her. “it’s a new one.” you explain, your voice a bit raspy from the day. “my mom picked it out for me, for this trip.”

ryujin raises an eyebrow, a slow, deliberate smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. “your mother makes good things.” she says, a suggestive tone coloring her voice, her gaze lingering a beat too long on the curve of your breasts.

you let out a playful snort, swatting at her shoulder with the back of your hand. yeji lets out a soft giggle from behind you, the sound a comforting melody.

with a sudden groan, you roll onto your back, your eyes widening in mock–horror as you take in the scene around you. yeji and ryujin are perched on either side of you, practically straddling you, their bodies a tantalizing presence.

“you two.” you say, letting out a breathless laugh that's half–exasperated, half–fond.

it’s all the invitation they need. the onslaught of attention is immediate, dizzying. yeji’s hands return to your scalp, her fingers gently combing through your hair, her touch creating a soothing wave that washes over you. she then trails them down to your shoulders, letting her fingertips dance across your skin.

ryujin is equally captivating, her hands finding the curve of your hips, then moving down to your thighs, her touch sending shivers down your spine. it’s a warm, possessive caress. Both of their attention is making the heat rise under your skin.

then, yeji’s face lowers, her lips brushing against yours, a soft, tender kiss that sends warmth flooding through you. you close your eyes, leaning into the touch, wanting more of her.

at the same moment, ryujin brings her lips to your neck, her tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path, nibbling and kissing at your sensitive skin. a gasp escapes your lips, feeling the wet trail of her kisses heat up your skin. she continues her ministrations, her lips traveling from your jaw to your chest, leaving a trail of wet kisses and a promise of things to come.

the gentle pressure of yeji’s hands on your face is the only thing keeping you grounded, her soft lips allowing you to keep some semblance of sanity. but it’s slipping, fast. it always does when it’s both of them.

ryujin, pulling back for a moment, her eyes dark with desire, tugs at the hem of your wet t–shirt, pulling it up and over your head, tossing it carelessly somewhere across the room; a dismissive move. your bikini top is now in full view, the wet fabric a striking contrast against your skin, the molded cups hugging your curves in a way that makes both their breaths catch. your gaze drifts from ryujin to yeji, your eyes asking a question without uttering a word.

ryujin’s gaze is fixed on your chest, and you can practically feel her gaze on the fabric covering you, her lips pulling into a bite as her fingers begin to trace the edges of your bikini top, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

she then takes your mounds into her hands, her fingers giving them gentle caresses and squeezes. you can’t help the moans that escape your lips at the pleasurable sensation. she continues her descent, leaving kisses and bites across your chest, moving down towards your ribs, then your stomach, her lips leaving a fiery trail in their wake, stopping at your waist and hips, her hands holding you firm.

yeji, noticing your sounds, takes your face into her hands, and silences your moans with her kisses. it is a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue dancing with yours, exploring every corner of your mouth, stealing the sounds that were previously escaping you.

under the combined assault of their ministrations, you feel your resolve crumble. your hands move to their hair, gripping it in a desperate plea for them to continue, to never stop. the world around you dissolves, leaving only the two of them, their touch, their kisses, the intoxicating blend of comfort and desire that only they can evoke. the exhaustion is gone, replaced by a burning need, a primal yearning for more. you’re lost to them, surrendered, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

ryujin’s fingers splayed across your lower back, her thumb brushing tantalizingly just above the curve of your ass. she leaned in, her lips grazing the shell of your ear as she whispered. “we’ve been thinking about this for so long... thinking about having you this alone.” her voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine.

“mmmh, ryujin was right. taking this opportunity doesn't seem like such a bad idea.” yeji murmured, her hand sliding up your stomach to cup the swell of your breast. your nipple pebbled beneath the lace at her touch, straining against the smooth material.

ryujin chuckled darkly, nipping at your earlobe before soothing the sting with her tongue. “i told you she was a keeper, yeji. i think it’s time we showed our girl here a really good time…”

with that, ryujin captured your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving into your mouth to claim you thoroughly. behind you, yeji’s hands continued their exploration of your body, sliding over every curve and hollow until you were aching with need.

ryujin’s kiss deepened, her tongue dancing with yours as she explored every inch of your mouth. her fingers tangled in your wet hair, gripping it tightly as she held you in place, dominating the kiss. behind you, yeji’s hands slid around to your back, deftly unhooking your bikini top with practiced ease.

the soft fabric fell away, baring your breasts to the cool air of the room. your nipples hardened instantly, straining towards the warmth of ryujin’s chest pressed against yours. ryujin broke the kiss to trail her lips down the column of your throat, her teeth grazing your collarbone before she sucked hard, no doubt leaving a mark.

yeji’s hands slid down to your hips, hooking her fingers in the waistband of your shorts and panties. with a swift tug, she yanked them down your legs, leaving you bare and exposed. ryujin’s hand slid around to grope your ass, squeezing the supple flesh roughly.

she nipped at your shoulder, her breath hot against your skin as she growled. “i want to taste every inch of you, babe. i want to make you scream my name until you’re hoarse... until you forget every other girl’s name except for mine.”

yeji chuckled darkly behind you, her hand sliding up your inner thigh, her fingers brushing maddeningly close to your aching core. “mmmh, i can’t wait to see you come undone, baby.” yeji purred, her lips brushing the shell of your ear. her fingers found your slick folds, stroking them teasingly, not quite touching where you needed her most.

ryujin’s hand slid up from your ass to your breast, cupping the weight of it in her palm. she rolled your nipple between her fingers, pinching and tugging at the sensitive bud until you gasped. her mouth found yours again, swallowing your cries of pleasure as she kissed you deeply, her tongue plundering your mouth with ruthless intensity.

ryujin smirked against your lips, her eyes glinting wickedly as she pulled back from the kiss. without a word, she reached over to her discarded purse and rummaged inside, pulling out a strap–on dildo and a bottle of lube.

she held them up, grinning at you and yeji with a lascivious smile. “ready to have some real fun, girls?” ryujin asked, her voice dripping with lustful promise.

yeji giggled, biting her plump lower lip as she nodded eagerly. “i thought you’d never ask.” she purred, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her jean shorts, sliding them down her long legs along with her panties. leaning back against the headboard of the bed, she spreads her thighs, exposing her wet folds to your shy gaze.

ryujin licked her lips hungrily at the sight, but she turned her attention to you first. she pushed you down onto your hands and knees, your ass raised high in the air. the position left you vulnerable, exposed, and aching with need. she ran her fingers down the curve of your spine, tracing the dip of your lower back before delivering a sharp smack to your ass. the sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure through you.

yeji grinned, her dark eyes sparkling with anticipation as she watched ryujin buckle the harness around her hips, securing the dildo in place. she squirted a generous amount of lube onto the thick, girthy cock, stroking it a few times to ensure it was slick and ready. the toy bobbed obscenely as ryujin moved, the thick head glistening with a bead of moisture. ryujin had clearly prepped it, eager to be inside you.

in front of you, yeji watched with rapt attention, her blue eyes dark with desire. she crooked a finger at you, beckoning you closer. “come here, baby. i want that pretty mouth of yours on my pussy. now.”

with a final glance over your shoulder at ryujin, you turned your attention to yeji, crawling forward until your face was mere inches from her dripping sex. you could smell her arousal, could feel the heat radiating off her skin. your mouth watered at the thought of tasting her.

ryujin, meanwhile, positioned herself behind you, her hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. she rubbed the head of the strap–on against your ass, teasing your crack and your dripping slit before pushing forward, the thick cock spreading you open as she hilted inside you with one hard thrust.

you cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as ryujin entered you in one brutal thrust, her thick strap–on spearing your tight heat open. your back arched, pushing your ass higher in the air as your body struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion. ryujin groaned, her fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as she held you in place.

the thick strap–on stretched you deliciously, filling you so completely that you could feel every ridge and vein of the silicone cock pulsing inside your tight heat. your inner walls clenched down, fluttering around the intrusion as your body adjusted to the sudden penetration.

“fuck, you’re so tight.” ryujin groaned, her fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as she held you in place, impaled on her thick shaft. she started to move, pulling out until just the tip remained inside you before slamming back in, setting a hard, fast rhythm that had the bed shaking beneath you.

the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with ryujin’s grunts and growls of pleasure. her hips smacked against your ass with each powerful thrust, the lewd sound echoing in your ears.

in front of you, yeji watched the lewd display with hooded eyes, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. she tangled her fingers in your wet hair, gripping it tightly as she pulled your face against her dripping sex.

“put that tongue to good use, baby.” yeji panted, her hips rolling against your face in a silent demand. you could feel her wetness coating your cheeks, smearing across your skin like a perverse paint.

obediently, you leaned in and dragged your tongue along her slit, moaning at the tangy–sweet taste of her arousal. you could feel ryujin’s strap inside you, stretching you deliciously as she continued her relentless pace. your pussy clenched around her, trying to draw her deeper, to hold her inside you.

yeji gasped, her head falling back against the pillows as you explored her most intimate places with your tongue. her fingers tightened in your hair, holding you in place as she ground against your face, riding your mouth with wild abandon.

ryujin leaned over you, her chest pressed against your back as she bit down hard on your shoulder, marking you as her own. her hips never stopped their brutal pace, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room along with your combined moans and cries of pleasure.

“that’s it, baby.” ryujin panted against your ear, her voice a low, guttural growl. “take my cock like the good little slut you are. fuck, i can feel you squeezing me... you love this, don’t you? love being used like a fuck toy.”

yeji’s moans grew louder and more urgent as your tongue delved deeper, exploring every fold and crevice of her dripping sex. her clit throbbed against your lips, the sensitive nub swollen and aching for your touch. you oblige, flicking your tongue rapidly over the bundle of nerves, feeling yeji’s body quiver and shake in response.

“don’t listen to her, love. she’s just messing with you. just keep what you’re doing, you’re being so good for me…” her thighs clenched around your head, holding you in place as she ground her cunt harder against your mouth, coating your lips and chin with her slick arousal.

ryujin’s thrusts grew more erratic, her hips slamming against your ass with bruising force. the strap–on plunged in and out of your dripping pussy, stretching you wide around its girthy length. you could feel every ridge and vein of the toy as it ravaged your most intimate depths, stoking the fire building low in your belly.

ryujin’s hands slid up your back, her fingers splaying across your shoulder blades before pushing down, forcing your chest to the mattress. this new angle allowed her to drive even deeper into you, the head of the strap–on kissing your cervix with each brutal thrust.

the room filled with the carnal symphony of your combined lust — the slick, obscene sound of ryujin’s hips slapping against your ass, yeji’s wanton moans, and the wet, filthy noises of your mouth working over her weeping cunt. your own cries of pleasure were muffled against yeji’s sex, vibrating deliciously through your throat.

you could feel your climax building, your inner muscles starting to flutter and clench around the thick intrusion stretching you wide. your fingers clenched in the sheets, fisting the fabric as you teetered on the edge of ecstasy, desperate for release.

ryujin could feel your pussy starting to spasm around her cock, your walls clenching and fluttering as your orgasm approached. she groaned, her hips slamming against your ass with renewed vigor, determined to make you come undone.

“that’s it, baby, come on my cock.” ryujin growled, her voice a low, guttural rumble. her fingers dug into the flesh of your ass, no doubt leaving bruises in their wake as she held you in place, fucking you with wild abandon.

yeji’s moans reached a fever pitch, her body tensing and shaking as she teetered on the brink of her own release. “i’m... i’m gonna come, fuck!” yeji screamed, her voice cracking with the force of her impending climax. her pussy clenched, the walls fluttering wildly as a gush of fluid spilled from her core, coating your chin and dripping down onto the sheets below.

ryujin felt your pussy clamp down around her like a vice, your inner muscles rippling and squeezing the strap–on as your orgasm crashed over you. she let out a guttural moan, slamming into you one last time before stilling, buried to the hilt inside your spasming cunt.

wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, your body shaking and trembling as you came harder than you ever had before. your vision went white, stars exploding behind your eyelids as ecstasy consumed you utterly.

behind you, ryujin shuddered, her hips giving a few last, erratic thrusts as she rode out the aftershocks of your mutual climax. she collapsed against your back, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

yeji went limp above you, her thighs falling open and her chest rising and falling rapidly as she too tried to regain her composure. she stroked your hair almost tenderly, petting you as you all came down from the high of our shared release.

in the aftermath, the room was filled with the sound of your ragged breathing and the occasional aftershock that still made your bodies jump and twitch. the scent of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air, a testament to the passion and lust that had just been unleashed.

as the initial intensity of your shared orgasms began to subside, a comfortable lassitude settled over the three of you. ryujin rolled off of you, slipping the strap–on out of your sensitive pussy with a soft, wet sound. you winced slightly at the sudden emptiness, your muscles still fluttering and clenching around the space where the toy had been.

ryujin disposed of the strap–on, tossing it carelessly towards the foot of the bed before pulling you into her arms. she curled around you protectively, your back to her front, her arms wrapped around your waist. yeji, not to be left out, rolled to face you both, her hand finding yours and intertwining your fingers.

for a long moment, the three of you simply basked in the afterglow of your lovemaking, the warmth of your naked bodies pressed together a comforting contrast to the cool air of the room. ryujin’s fingers traced idle patterns on your stomach, dipping teasingly into your navel before sliding back up to cup the soft swell of your breast.

yeji leaned in, capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss. it was a kiss filled with lazy satisfaction and a promise of more to come. when she finally pulled back, her eyes sparkled with mischief and a hint of something deeper and more tender.

“that was incredible.” yeji murmured, her voice low and slightly hoarse from her earlier cries of pleasure. “we’re definitely going to have to do this again sometime…”

ryujin chuckled, nipping playfully at your shoulder before agreeing. “you can count on it, baby. a sexy little thing like you will be seeing a lot more of us... if you play your cards right.”

she punctuated her words with a teasing smack to your ass, making you gasp and squirm in their embrace. yeji giggled, her fingers squeezing yours gently as if to reassure you that you were in good hands... and that those hands would be all over you again very soon.

[silverlakee]

can you do gf!ryujin headcannons? can’t stop thinking about her

ryujin as your girlfriend head cannons! ✧

content warning! smut

gf!ryujin who always reminds you of how pretty you are. she’s always staring at you with admiration, and when you ask her what she needs, she says “you’re just so pretty baby”. she loves to remind you how beautiful she finds you.

gf!ryujin who likes to style you for fun. anytime she finds something she thinks you’d look good in, she’s buying it and forcing you to at least try it on. she always comes home saying “i bought this shirt for you, i thought it’d look so good on you”.

gf!ryujin who always spots you in the crowd at her shows. she’ll make hearts at you, wave, point, literally anything to let you know she sees you and that she’s happy you’re there supporting her.

gf!ryuijn who also rushes off stage to fuck you in a dressing room backstage. as soon as she sees you, she’s already planning where the closest bathroom, dressing room, or closet is. she gets such a high from being on stage and she always ends up needing you.

gf!ryujin who’s favorite thing is making out with you. she loves having your tongue in her mouth and hers in yours. she’s fucking you? she’s also making out with you. even in casual situations she’ll pull you on her lap and start kissing you.

gf!ryujin who likes to fuck you in the back of her car. if she’s driving, she’s pulling over and taking you to the back. but if she has a driver, she’s laying you down in the backseat and eating you out like she’s starved. telling you to be quiet unless you want the driver to hear how good she’s making you feel.

gf!ryujin who always reminds you of how pretty you are. she’s always staring at you with admiration, and when you ask her what she needs, she says “you’re just so pretty baby”. she loves to remind you how beautiful she finds you.

gf!ryujin who likes to style you for fun. anytime she finds something she thinks you’d look good in, she’s buying it and forcing you to at least try it on. she always comes home saying “i bought this shirt for you, i thought it’d look so good on you”.

gf!ryujin who always spots you in the crowd at her shows. she’ll make hearts at you, wave, point, literally anything to let you know she sees you and that she’s happy you’re there supporting her.

gf!ryuijn who also rushes off stage to fuck you in a dressing room backstage. as soon as she sees you, she’s already planning where the closest bathroom, dressing room, or closet is. she gets such a high from being on stage and she always ends up needing you.

gf!ryujin who’s favorite thing is making out with you. she loves having your tongue in her mouth and hers in yours. she’s fucking you? she’s also making out with you. even in casual situations she’ll pull you on her lap and start kissing you.

gf!ryujin who likes to fuck you in the back of her car. if she’s driving, she’s pulling over and taking you to the back. but if she has a driver, she’s laying you down in the backseat and eating you out like she’s starved. telling you to be quiet unless you want the driver to hear how good she’s making you feel.

[1luvjimin]

Stuck In Between

pairing - hwang yeji x fem!reader x yu jimin

▸ in which, (G)I-DLE’s maknae, Park Y/n, finds herself stuck in a love triangle with two of Korea’s beloved leaders, ITZY’s Hwang Yeji, and aespa’s, Yu Jimin. 

genre - gxg, idol x idol, fluff, love triangle, angst, smau

featuring - aespa, itzy, gidle, stray kids, soojin, le sserafim, kim minju, and more

status - in progress

a/n - collab with @spadesolace

THEE GAYS | yeji’s hate club | undercover gays | minju’s kids

chapters 

00. prologue 

01. dispatch strikes again

02. new friends

03. that’s sooo gay

04. the cute mc 

05. aespa’s leader

06. y/n’s fangirl moments 

more to be added

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taglist (open) - @baelabong @saysirhc @sixflame438 @drvirgus @kimminjiissosjdirbidnsjje @samhomo @kkqums @yuyuy90 @lvcst @makelame @ho-imfinal @sh1ba100 @hopeless-y

[urno1luv]

can you write hard dom ryujin?

Ryujin was always in charge.

It was in the way she carried herself — lazy confidence, sharp smirks, that low, raspy voice that could make you squirm with just a single word. She never had to raise her voice or beg for your attention.

You gave it to her without even realizing. But tonight? Tonight she's making sure you never forget who you belong to.

You're already stripped bare beneath her, wrists pinned above your head against the mattress. The air is thick with sweat and her perfume — musky, a little sweet — but all you can focus on is the weight of her body pressing you down, the way the leather strap harness digs into her hips as she grinds the thick silicone cock between your soaked folds.

"You wanna act all shy now, baby?" she murmurs, voice low and mocking against your ear. "After you've been begging for me all fucking night?"

You whimper, hips bucking — but she doesn't let you get what you want, keeping the strap just out of reach. "Pathetic."

Her fingers wrap around your throat — not squeezing, just holding — just enough pressure to remind you exactly who's in control.

"You think I didn't notice?" she rasps. "The way you were looking at me all night... rubbing those pretty little thighs together like some desperate slut."

Your whole face burns, but the way she's talking to you — mean, possessive — has your legs spreading wider without even thinking.

Ryujin sees it. "That's what I thought."

She finally presses the head of the strap against your entrance — teasing, stretching you open just a little — but not pushing in yet.

"You want me to fuck you, baby?" she purrs. "Want your girlfriend to break you in?"

You nod frantically, trying to grind down against the strap — but she just laughs, fingers tightening around your throat to hold you still.

"Beg."

Your breath catches, thighs trembling beneath her. "Please..."

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me..." Ryujin's smirk curves slow and dangerous.

"That's my girl."

She thrusts into you in one smooth motion — no warning, no teasing — just filling you up to the hilt in one deep, brutal stroke.

You cry out, back arching — but she just clamps a hand over your mouth, muffling every desperate little sound.

"Shh... take it."

Her pace is relentless from the start — hard, deep thrusts that make your body jolt with every snap of her hips. The leather harness digs into your skin, the silicone cock stretching you wide, making you feel so fucking full you're already dizzy — but she doesn't let up, doesn't let you adjust.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" she growls, voice rough against your ear. "Wanted me to fuck you like the needy little slut you are?"

You nod, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes — and Ryujin just smirks, dragging her thumb down to your clit without breaking her rhythm.

"Look at you..." she purrs. "So fucking wet for me... letting your girlfriend fuck you like she owns you."

You can't even speak — just whimpering, gasping into her hand as she pounds into you harder.

"Who's pussy is this, baby?"

"Y-Yours—"

She presses her thumb down harder against your clit, making you cry out into her palm.

"Louder."

"Yours, Ryu— oh, fuck— yours!"

That's all she needed.

Her hand drops from your mouth, wrapping around your throat again as she fucks into you faster — chasing your orgasm like she won't stop until you're a shaking, broken mess beneath her.

"You gonna come for me, baby?" she rasps. "Gonna let your girlfriend fuck all those shy little noises out of you?"

You're already so close — hips grinding up into hers, nails digging into the sheets — but she doesn't let you tip over the edge just yet.

"Not yet, darling." she growls, slowing down just enough to make you ache. "Not until I say."

You sob, body trembling beneath her — but Ryujin just smiles, leaning down to bite at your jaw, low and possessive.

"Good girls wait."

You're begging by the time she finally lets you come — wrecked and shaking under her, legs wrapped tight around her waist as she fucks you through it, growling in your ear how pretty you look when you're falling apart for her.

But even when you're whimpering from the overstimulation — body wrecked, slick dripping down your thighs — Ryujin just smirks, grinding the strap deep inside you one more time.

"You really thought I was done with you, baby?"

Her fingers wrap around your throat again — gentle, but firm.

"I haven't even started yet."

[bangchansdirty-slut]

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

Requested

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.

[whyvaine]

Can I request Yeji or Lia(Itzy), and a tattooed reader. Like they’re stressed, rant about it to reader, and reader lets them color in their tattoos?

between the lines— hwang yeji

❀ pairing: yeji x tattooed reader

❀ synopsis: yeji shows up exhausted. y/n lets her color in their tattoos. the silence says more than words ever could

it started with a knock. not loud. not rushed. just soft, like maybe she hoped you wouldn’t hear it.

but you did.

and when you opened the door, there she was, standing on your doorstep with a hoodie pulled over her head, sleeves swallowed up past her hands, and her lips pulled into that little flat line she made when she was trying too hard to hold herself together.

you blinked at her.

she blinked back. looked down for a second. then up.

“are you busy??” she asked, voice small.

you didn’t answer. you just stepped aside. and she stepped in.

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your apartment was warm, a little messy in the way that felt lived in. soft lights. music humming low. a candle flickering somewhere on the bookshelf. there were open sketchbooks on the coffee table and a scattered pile of colored pens that hadn’t been put away. you’d been doodling earlier, killing time. waiting for nothing specific.

yeji let out a long breath as she dropped her bag to the floor, like the air in her lungs had been too heavy to carry a second longer.

“practice sucked,” she muttered, pulling her hoodie off and tossing it on your couch. “everything sucked. the choreo’s all over the place, and i kept messing up, and then i got in my head about it and messed up even more. and the stylists are changing our whole concept again, and my back hurts, and i just-”

she flopped onto the couch before she could finish her sentence, face down into one of your pillows, words muffled into the fabric. “i hate everything today.”

you walked over and plopped down next to her, stretching your legs out, one arm slung casually over the back of the couch.

“wanna punch a wall about it?”

she snorted, face still buried. “babe i don’t have the energy right now.”

“wanna color in my arm instead?”

she lifted her head just enough to look at you. “what?”

you held your hand out toward the pens on the table. “i’m just sayin’. my tattoos are basically a coloring book. you look like you need something that doesn’t talk back.”

yeji blinked. then sat up, cross-legged, hair falling messily around her shoulders. her eyes flicked down to your arms, bare under the oversized tshirt you’d thrown on earlier, all the way from your wrists to your shoulders covered in soft black outlines. flowers, koi fish, constellations. no color, just fine linework. almost delicate.

she reached out and lightly touched your forearm, tracing one of the roses with her fingertip.

“can i really?”

you nodded. “go crazy.”

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she picked up a pink marker first. uncapped it like it was serious business. then glanced at you again, like she was checking one last time.

“you’re not gonna regret this?”

you smirked, leaning back. “you’re the one choosing pink for a rose.”

“don’t judge me,” she mumbled, and started coloring.

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for a while, the room was quiet again.

yeji hovered close, hair falling in her face as she carefully filled in petals. her hand was warm against your skin, steady, slow. she hummed under her breath, some melody stuck in her head, probably from practice. every so often, she’d switch markers. green for the stems. yellow for the stars. red for something else, maybe just because she liked the color.

you didn’t say much. you didn’t need to.

every minute that passed, her shoulders dropped a little more. the tension in her brow eased. she looked less like someone bracing for impact and more like someone finally allowed to breathe.

you watched her work. watched her mouth twitch upward into something small and soft.

“you always let people draw on you?” she asked eventually, not looking up.

“only the cute ones.”

she rolled her eyes, but the corners of her lips curled.

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when she finally leaned back, your arm was a blur of color. some messy, some careful. some lines outside the shapes. a rainbow explosion over your skin. she looked proud of it in a quiet, sleepy kind of way.

then, without warning, she scooted in closer, curled up next to you, and rested her head on your shoulder, her cheek against the very arm she’d just decorated. her fingers lightly traced over one of the stars she’d colored in blue.

“i like it here,” she murmured, eyes fluttering shut. “you don’t make me talk too much.”

you tilted your head, letting your cheek rest against her hair. “you don’t have to. i already know.”

she smiled, barely there. “yeah.”

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[hwangyeddeongie]

hiii can i request a yeji fluff where you pull the "dodging my girlfriend's kisses prank" on her? thank you in advance!

hello! this ask was so cute I couldn’t not do it. enjoy!

yeji x fem!reader

You have always wanted to pull a prank on your girlfriend, but never found a right time or prank to do so. So when you see a prank trending where people dodge their partner’s kisses, you know you have to try it.

It’s harmless and easy, and you’re curious to know how Yeji would react to rejection from you, even if it was only in jest.

You decide to act on Yeji’s day off.

You wake up before her, leaving the bed to make breakfast. You know she hates it when you leave her alone in bed, and it’s a subtle way to start off the prank.

Not subtle enough, evidently, because less than ten minutes later, Yeji’s shuffling out of your shared room and into the kitchen, where you’re cooking at the stove.

You feel her arms wrap around your waist and she drops a kiss to your shoulder.

“Why are you up so early?” She mumbles, sleep heavy in her voice. “You know I hate waking up alone…”

“Sorry, baby,” you lean back into her embrace. “I made breakfast.”

You plate your breakfast of eggs and bring it over to the table, and Yeji goes in for a kiss.

You swiftly dodge it by turning your head to the side, making her land her kiss on your cheek instead of your lips.

She frowns a little, but doesn’t mention anything as she takes a seat across from you.

After you finish breakfast, Yeji goes to take a shower, and you lay down on the couch, scrolling on your phone.

A few minutes later, Yeji comes out, hair damp from her shower, and she crawls into your arms. She attempts to kiss you, but you manage to shift away just in time.

She lifts herself up, hovering over you, brow furrowed. You glance up at her from your phone for a moment before ignoring her completely.

She tries to kiss you again, and you turn your head away. This time, it’s obvious that you’re avoiding her kisses, and her frown deepens.

She grabs your face in her hands and leans in, but you wrestle out of her grip.

“Baby,” she whines, shoving your shoulder. “What are you doing?”

“What do you mean?” You feign innocence.

“You’re dodging my kisses!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You deflect, your tone flat, but you’re biting back a smile at the adorable pout on your girlfriend’s lips.

She leans in, and once again you swerve.

Yeji gets off of you, sitting back and away from you on the opposite end of the couch. She looks hurt, and you start to regret this prank.

“Are you mad at me?” She whispers, eyes wide. “Did I do something to upset you?”

Your heart shatters, and you immediately sit up to scoop your girlfriend in your arms.

“Of course not, baby, I’m sorry.” You run a soothing hand up and down her back. “It was just a stupid prank I saw online, I’m not mad at you.”

She pushes you away, glaring at you.

“A prank?” Oh, she’s pissed. “Is this funny to you?”

“No, honey,” you try to backtrack. Your girlfriend, though adorable 99% of the time, can be intimidating when she wants to. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you would be hurt by it. I thought it was harmless.”

She loosens up a little, but she’s still a bit upset at you. You tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear and cup her cheek, stroking it with your thumb.

“I’m sorry, my love. Forgive me?”

She deflates at the pet name and nods, relaxing into your touch. You lean in to kiss her, and she dodges.

“I guess I deserved that,” you say, laughing.

“Mhm, how’d you like a taste of your own medicine?” Yeji quips, raising an eyebrow.

Instead of replying, you pull her by the back of her neck into a deep, slow kiss. When you pull away, breathless, you grin and cock your head.

“Do you forgive me now?”

Yeji’s cheeks are a little red, and she has a big smile on her face.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” she pretends to think. “I think you should kiss me again, just to be sure.”

You do end up kissing her again, and you give Yeji all the kisses she wants (and deserves!) throughout the day.

[blossomcola]

The audience needs more Lia! I'm also in a sappy mood today, so ... ! How about Lia being an absolute sweetheart, keeping you grounded, talking you through everything as the reader goes through a massive panic attack. Then showering you with kisses, body worship; just slow and steady, romantic lovemaking.

🐯

pairing. soft dom!choi jisu x sub!fem reader.

content warnings. fingering, praise.

it’s a shame there isn’t much content or fanfics about lia because she really is a sweetheart with a truly pure heart :( maybe it’s because her popularity isn’t as high as the other members or she doesn’t give off those badass vibes, but lia deserves much more than it is possible to give her 💕

she’s already been on a rather long hiatus due to anxiety and health issues, so she definitely knows how to handle a situation like this. of course, you also know this and would have tried to react ahead of time, but the situation hits you like a strong wave and leaves you immobile without even being able to try to think or react on your own, leaving everything in the hands of a sweet girl like lia 🥺 no matter how much you want to take care of your problems yourself because you don’t want lia to worry about your things, she wouldn’t let you do it! she knows how vulnerable you become in a situation like that and the last thing she wants is for you to have a worse time, so she gives you no choice but to let her take care of everything and be the one in control of the situation 🥹 lia doesn’t mind at all having to solve this because what she loves most is taking care of you and knowing that your well–being is okay, so thinking that you are being a burden to her is a beyond silly thought!

“feel that? that’s my heart, beating. steady as can be. i need you to breathe with me, okay? just copy my breath. feel mine, and try to match it.”

“breathe in through your nose… good. now out, slow… there you go. just like that. i’ve got you.”

“you’re safe, my love. just you and me. no rush. we’re just breathing. we’re just being.”

and she makes sure you’re okay because she knows you’ll probably apologize for making her have to take care of you :( lia doesn’t care in the least because she has no problem helping you whenever you’re going through a bad time or an episode like this, it’s just that you’re quite insistent on apologizing and quickly blaming yourself 😔 awww but lia is a complete sweetheart who will talk to you until you finally understand that it wasn’t your fault because it’s not something you can control either! you two know that these are things where you don’t have much control over your own body, but knowing how stubborn you are, lia knows how difficult it will be to understand and look at things from the right point of view...

and what better way to clear those negative thoughts from your mind than for her to fuck you so you finally shut your mouth 🥰 not in a rough and harsh way like a punishment, but one where she takes her time with you so you can hear her sweet words and feel her soft touch 💕 lia would love to finger you slowly but precisely while whispering sweet and lovely things in your ear, practically forcing you to answer her because otherwise she’ll stop if she notices you’re not quite right 🥺 of course, on her part she does it to be a little playful and to get you back to your usual mood, being a joker so she can get you to talk to her and she’ll be totally sure you're back to being your old self.

[angelicsoulic]

— 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ i’m everything you need ⊹ shin ryujin

⊹ ࣪ ˖ synopsis both you and ryujin are in a relationship for three years. one day, your friends invites you for camping, you both are so exited at the idea of camping for the first time together. but little does you know that ryujin’s ex will be there, and everything will become pure chaos…

⊹ ࣪ ˖ disclaimer fem! reader x shin! ryujin, wlw, fluff, mention of yeji (itzy) & soojin (ex idle), jealousy, fight, happy ending (also my first ever ryujin and itzy’s fanfic, feeling kinda nervous :3)

⊹ ࣪ ˖ song playing you belong to me — ari abdul

𖦹₊ ⊹ ⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊ ⊹ ⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊ ⊹ ⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊ ⊹ ⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊

you met her at a college party three years ago — when you were holding a warm drink in a too-crowded kitchen, avoiding eye contact with strangers, and she was sitting on the counter like she owned the place. ryujin caught your eye, smirked like she already knew something you didn’t, and said, “you look like you need a rescue. want one?”

you did. and she became that for you, every day after

three years in, you lived together in a sunlit flat above a little bookshop tucked into a cobbled corner of London. the dream, the both-of-you kind. coffee steam in the morning, pressed kisses behind bookshelves, lazy sunday afternoons under the window light

so, when your friend Soojin invited you two for a weekend camping trip with close friends, you both said yes without hesitation. first time camping together. a quiet spot in the woods. a nearby beach

it sounded like peace, but…

it wasn’t

you hadn't even set down your bags before your eyes landed on her

yeji

ryujin’s ex

her confident smirk was already too familiar, too smug. Soojin stammered, “she, uh, found out Ryujin was going… and decided to come at the last second.” no one warned you. no one thought to warn you

you bit your tongue. it wasn’t worth the scene — yet

the first night by the beach, the sky was streaked with gold and violet, your hand resting in Ryujin’s. you watched the waves, breathed in the salt, tried to pretend the day hadn’t been soured

then Yeji came. sat down right next to Ryujin, her thigh brushing hers like muscle memory. she slid her fingers into Ryujin’s hand — your girlfriend’s hand — right there, without hesitation

and Ryujin… didn’t pull away

your breath caught. you glanced at Ryujin, her profile calm, eyes on the sea. did she not feel it? or worse… did she?

Yeji kept talking like nothing was wrong, like you weren’t even there. her eyes would flick to you every now and then, victorious and wicked, like this was all just sport. her touches grew bolder — her hand resting a little too long on Ryujin’s shoulder, brushing her knee, her thigh

she whispered something into Ryujin’s ear, leaning in like she had the right to. her eyes locked on yours. daring you

you did nothing

you were too scared that Ryujin would think you were overreacting. that she'd get annoyed. that she'd defend her

but when Yeji’s hand found Ryujin’s thigh again — this time lingering — you felt your throat tighten. that was it

you stood up, shaking, and walked away, leaving Ryujin and your friends confused in the sand. but Yeji?

yeji smiled

you curled up in your tent, trying to keep your sobs quiet, but it didn’t work. you hated feeling like this. jealous. small. powerless. and worse, doubtful — of someone you loved with every inch of your heart

“hey,” Ryujin’s voice broke through the zip of the tent. “what’s going on? you just… left”

you looked at her, heart on fire. “Ryujin. are you seriously that blind?”

she blinked. “what?”

you couldn’t hold it back anymore. “Yeji has been flirting with you all night. touching you. looking at me like this is some game. and you just let her — like it’s fine”

Ryujin froze. her face fell, realizing

“i thought she was just being friendly,” she murmured

“she wasn’t. she was acting like she’s your girlfriend, not me. and you just… sat there and let her.” your voice cracked with heartbreak. “maybe you still have feelings for her”

before she could answer, you pushed past her and ran into the woods, tears hot on your cheeks

you didn’t see the way Ryujin turned back to the camp, fists clenched. you didn’t hear the argument escalate. you didn’t hear the slap of confrontation. or the voices shouting. or your friends trying to pull Ryujin off of Yeji as they fought — because Ryujin finally saw it. finally understood what Yeji had been doing

but you missed it

because you were alone on the beach now, arms hugging your knees, watching the waves crash gently against the sand. crying quietly into the wind. wondering if your relationship was already broken and you were just the last to know

then, warmth

a jacket. her jacket

you knew the scent instantly — coffee and old paperbacks, lavender and her

you looked up, and there she was

Ryujin sat beside you in the sand, chest rising and falling as she looked out over the dark ocean. her knuckles were scraped. a cut sat above her brow, already crusting with blood

your heart stopped. “what happened?!”

“she tried to kiss me. again,” Ryujin said softly. “right after you left. i didn’t even realize until her lips were almost on mine. and then i snapped. i fought her. i didn’t even think. i just… got mad. really mad”

you stared at her, eyes wide

“she’s gone now. i made sure of that.” Ryujin turned to you, eyes burning with something tender and fierce. “baby, i wasn’t cheating on you. i never would. i’m so sorry i didn’t see what she was doing earlier”

your bottom lip trembled

she took your hand. “these past three years? they’ve been the happiest of my life. i love waking up beside you. i love working next to you. i love the way you make coffee. i love the way you cry at sad book endings. i love you”

tears spilled from your lashes as you crawled into her lap, wrapping your arms around her neck

“i love you too,” you whispered, before pressing your lips to hers

the kiss was slow at first, then deeper, more desperate. she pulled you closer, fingers tangled in your hair, lips soft but aching. you kissed her until you were both breathless, hearts beating in sync

when she pulled back, forehead pressed to yours, she whispered with a smirk, “let’s finish this in the tent, princess. mhm?”

your breath caught

you didn’t hesitate

hand in hand, fingers intertwined, you walked through the trees back to your shared tent. the other tents were quiet — everyone already asleep or pretending to be

inside, you kissed her again. slowly. passionately. like she was your gravity

and that night, under layers of blankets and stars, you reminded each other why love — real love — always finds its way through doubt

[ryulvrs]

more than a game (hwang yeji, smut)

summary: you have a thing for yeji’s thighs as she rides an arcade motorcycle

warnings: dom!yeji, sub!f!reader, degradation, thigh riding (yeji receiving), finger fucking, overuse of “baby” petname

word count: 964

a/n: a little short and not my best since its been a bit! but omg yeji 😵‍💫😵‍💫

you weren’t sure why exactly you had a thing for the lower part of your girlfriend’s body. more specifically, her thighs. something about the way her clothes would tug on her skin differently or how she knew just how to use them had you in a complete frenzy.

however, combining your lustful kink and an arcade game that especially drew your eyes even more to them was a dangerous combination.

you thought your date that day with your girlfriend, yeji, would be innocent and playful. but after she sat on top of the motorcycle for the game, you couldn’t help but watch as she rode it according to the race she played.

“are you okay, baby?” she turns her head briefly midgame to look at you. you have been silent the whole round, completely taken in by her body.

“of course, have you won yet?” you respond as calmly as you could fake. you should’ve known though, that yeji could read right through your act.

the machine dings a few times before flashing the word ‘winner’ on the screen. “good job!” you say going up to her to hug her while she was still sat on the motorcycle, with your hand laying at about her waist.

her hand slowly leaves the steering wheel and trails up to your hand. she rubs her thumb sensually onto you. “why so quiet?” she says, and you can practically feel her lips curl into a smirk.

without letting you answer, she gets off the motorcycle and her face finally meets yours. she leans closer to you, and for a brief second, you felt a rush of hot air surrounding you.

she plants a kiss on your cheek, and whispers just loudly enough that you could hear, “did you like that, y/n?”

you didn’t know how to respond, or more realistically, you couldn’t respond. she saw how red your face got so quickly and took that as her answer. in one motion, she takes your hand and leads you out the arcade. as fast as you left, you were swiftly in her car again.

“go ahead baby, touch my thigh,” she says confidently at you.

despite how nervous you were inside, you’ve been wanting this for a while. so, you swallowed the anxiousness down and moved your hand closer to her. you softly place it closer to her knee. “is this okay?” you ask.

“you can go farther,” she says, putting her hand ontop of yours to move both hands closer to her waist instead of her knee. you allowed yourself to hold the inner part just a few inches away from her panties.

“this okay?” you ask once more. she nods and reaches to start the car but based off the needy look you had written all over your face, she pulls away and turns her attention fully to you.

instead of reaching to your hand to guide it, she grasps it and swiftly pulls you into the back of your car.

without a second thought, yeji wraps her arms around you, with her hands landing on your uncovered waist. the mutual desperation between you both fills the car.

she tugs on your pants’ waistband and pull away from the kiss to make sure its okay for her to continue. you nod, and she slips them off along with your panties.

“ride my thigh, baby,” she groans out and positions you onto her thigh. your core was practically dripping onto her. you push the rim of her skirt up and hold her back for support.

you slowly begin to move your hips up and down her thigh at a steady pace. you watch as her head falls back slowly against the car window. yeji moves her hands so that one finger brushes against your fold.

“don’t stop, keep going for me,” she says with her hand positioned so that every bit you moved would rub her fingers on your clit. you needed her to push them further in you, but yet the teasing turned you on.

“i need more…” you whimper out looking at her desperately. she smirks at you, and guides your body to laying back on the seat.

“be good for me,” she says as she suddenly pushes a finger into you. you moan almost instantaneously and you can tell she enjoys hearing you. her thumb guides her finger to go in and out of you at a decent pace.

whilst maintaining this, she kisses down your neck leaving pretty lipstick marks. she could tell you were needy for more, so she puts another finger in and increases the speed.

your whimpers become strong moans from her fingers curling inside of you. she’d pull her fingers just far enough out that she would get that needy whine out of you, so she could slam back in just to hear your cries.

your fluids coat her fingers as your stomach feels even more tight. the windows in the car steam up as you moan from your beautiful girlfriend. her fingers get faster once more, and you feel your lower body practically shaking.

“look how slutty you are just from my thighs, hm?” she degrades you lovingly. that was all you needed for the knot in you to fully wind up.

she fingers you as you reach your climax, and you feel your whole body release at once. she slaps your pretty pussy and kisses your exhausted face.

she can’t help but just pull you so close to her immediately. “you’re okay, baby?” she asks and kisses your face all over. you nod, smile at her, and lay your head in the crook of her neck.

she plants a kiss on your forehead and tightly hugs you once more. what crazy things thighs can do to you.

[melanchoire]

stepsister yuna who likes to touch you under the table when you both are eating with your parents, who also loves to masturbate outside your room when you are doing it (she is so pervert) and also sneak into your room to wake you up with oral sex in the middle of the night and then have the most insane and hot lesbian sex you both ever had

cw: dubcon, stepcest.

older step sister yuna who is a complete pervert when it comes to you 😵‍💫 always playing the card of the older sister who is super affectionate and cuddly with her little sister… when in reality, she is just looking for an excuse to have her hands on your body at all times; things like hugging you from behind when she feels like giving you affection, ending with her arms wrapping in a tight grip around your waist, pressing her chest against your back and discreetly grinding against your ass while her hands grope you 🥰 and like anon said, she would touch you under the table during dinner with your parents. of course they wouldn’t notice anything at all because she knows how to do it without being noticed, in addition to her talking about her studies at the college and some funny anecdotes that happened with her friends during the last weekend when she went out partying, your parents are so focused on listening to her talk that they didn’t even notice that she was sliding her hand under your pajama shorts, tracing your folds through your soaked panties and making a small puddle on the leather of the chair seat…

ohhh the part about her masturbating outside your room while you’re doing it… obviously you would look for a moment of total privacy to be able to touch yourself and calm your needs like anyone else, so you would wait for everyone in your house to fall asleep and have a deep sleep so you could finally put your hands inside your shorts and touch yourself until you fell asleep, but trying to be quiet because it would be a complete shame to be somewhat noisy and your family hears you or accidentally one of your parents thinks something happened to you when they hear some whining and when they enter your room you see yourself touching yourself 😭 so yeah, you would wait until late at night when everyone in your house is having sweet dreams so you can have fun in the meantime… or so you think! because yuna would also wait for your parents to be asleep to have fun too 🥰 she would be super stealthy and careful to leave her room and walk down the hall, stopping right next to your door and biting your lip in anticipation when you hear the faint sound of sheets shifting and your soft breathing fills the quiet room

of course yuna can’t see anything because you're inside your room and she is outside, but just hearing your breathing and the slight splashing is more than enough for her to imagine the speed at which you are fingering yourself and rubbing your clit, enough for her to put her hand inside her own pajama pants and match your movements, closing her eyes and imagining that she is in bed with you and mutual masturbation 🫠

and imagine when she finally dares to sneak into your room at night... you’re so fast asleep that you don’t even seem to notice when she climbs onto the foot of the bed, pulling the blankets off your body, drooling at the fact that this time you opted to wear a nightgown as pajamas, a garment much easier to remove 😋 yuna wastes no time and almost immediately crawls until she is in front of you, slowly opening your thighs, lifting your nightgown over your stomach, smiling at how you had even picked out cute panties, too bad they would soon be ruined

yuna eating you while you sleep 😵‍💫 she would love to go wild but she doesn’t want to wake you up, or at least not for now! so she chooses to take her time, tasting your sweet taste on his tongue every time his tongue slides through your folds in a way that makes more of your wetness drip from your hole and start making a mess on the sheets… she loves it when you whimper or breathe heavily sleepily, moving in bed and unconsciously moving your hips against her face

until a moment where you wake up because your bed feels wet, thinking that you had a moment where you accidentally wet the bed while you were sleeping, opening your eyes and being able to distinguish yuna’s figure in the darkness of your room, straddling your lap and grinding her naked pussy against yours, making you realize that it was actually your wetness and juices mixed with yours, completely soaking the sheets beneath you…

but yuna doesn’t even let you assimilate the situation because she is quick to act, covering your mouth with one of her hands and murmuring “just be quiet and everything will be fine.” and it definitely was 😋😋

[kireilien]

Ahem, ahem... *looks around* strap demon ryujin *runs away!*

WAIT ANON COME BACK YES STRAP DEMON RYUJIN also a bit shorter i apologize the brain juices didn’t pump out as much

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing; dom/top!ryujin, sub/bottom!reader, fem!reader, masochist!reader, strap-on use, strap referred to as “cock”, bigger strap-on, degradation, slapping, dacryphilia, safe word mention (not used), use of “slut” 

ryujin would so use a bigger than average strap-on for you to cry over bc she loves seeing you writhe underneath her complaining how too big of a cock she has.

“n–no! t’ big– please!” you would sob as ryujin keeps her steady pace on you, loving how your pussy is sucking her huge length in and practically leaving a fucking dent in your guts. 

“you can fucking take it, i don’t know why you’re complaining, slut,” she’d calmly say through thin lips. when she knows you can’t. you couldn’t. but oh come on you were taking her so well, you still haven’t tapped out with your safe word. she still had some filthiness to spew. 

as ryujin is rocking her hips deep into your mattress, you choke up more tears. the pain was painfully good. your tears are pooling from the slip of the corners of your eyes, maybe even dropping into your hair, making it even messier. ryujin takes this to slap away those tears. you have no clue if it was meant to be a kind or ruthless help, but you didn’t care, it felt way too good. 

you take in a deep breath through your teeth, from that slap. “r–yujin– ‘m gonna cum–!” you smile at her through lash filled tears. “fuck– you’re disgusting. can’t believe i making you closer to cumming by fucking slapping you– what a slut. sure, fucking cum.” causing you to do exactly what she says by cumming all over her cock. 

when ryujin takes it out, she notices how drenched in your cum it is, “you’re one nasty ass slut you know that,” she airs a laugh. 

“yeah i do.”

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[sunnybunnybabygirl]

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