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What if eunbi cosplays as raiden from genshin, they both have a mole under their eyes and big boobs too

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thanks to the person who requested this piece <333

Citybreeze minju….. could you make an armpit kink minju smut? Her sleeveless shots are driving me insane

Birthday Pits

Kim Minju

Word Count: 1.4k

Tags: Birthday sex, Armpit job

Ummmm, this is a weird one. When I did my research. I didn't know this was a thing until I saw it myself.

Anyway, if you did enjoy this and want another want just ummm... tell me. I'll be more than horny happy to do it.

“Happy Birthday to you!”

“Happy Birthday to you!”

“Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday!”

“Happy Birthday to you!”

Minju comes over and squeezes your fluffy cheeks. “Happy Birthday to you, Oppa.”

You sit there blushing and smiling. Your cheeks grow red from all the personal love your girlfriend gives you.

“Come one, make a wish.”

You close your eyes and clasp your hands together. Millions of different wishes come to your mind. But you have many things in life already, especially a loving girlfriend. One comes to your mind. You open your eyes and blow on the candles.

“There. I made my wish.”

Minju comes over a listen. “Umm, will you—? Ugh, never mind. It never comes true if you tell others.”

You look down, disappointed for a second, but soon Minju points out. “Time for dessert, I guess?”

“Yay!” You exclaim. The cake cutter and plates are still on the counter. You stand up and try to get them, but Minju stops you and pushes your back down to your seat.

“Oppa, let me do it. It is your birthday.” She stands up, heads to the kitchen, picks up the chinaware and the cake cutter, and slowly returns to ensure the rocking plates won’t fall to the floor.

She gently places the plates on the table, grabs the cake cutter, and eyes down at the cake. Minju cuts the first line from the center to the edge. Then she touches the center again to form the wedge for you.

“Wait!” You stop her. “You aren’t going to give me a small slice, are you?”

“Ugh. Fine.” Minju sighs and edges away from the first line she cut. She pushes down on the cake while staring at you at your petty cake needs. You clap your hands as Minju passes you the cake that stands on top of the plate.

She gives you the piece with a smile, even if she finds you childish with your cakes. Minju is more than happy to provide you with a smile as it brightens up her day. She quickly gives her a smaller slice for her, and she sits down beside you, snuggling up against you at the dining table.

You exchange glances as you finish and continue to eat the cake. Both of you can see smiles and gleeful expressions at each other as the chocolate cake gets finished.

“You know, Minju. My wish does involve you.”

“Really?” Minju smirks. “Is it a romantic trip? Just the two of us? Or a fancy dinner?”

“Ummm….not necessarily.”

“What do you mean?” Minju looks at you.

You bring out the biggest awkward smile as if you will ask a favor for someone.

“What is it then? Wait, no—. Is it—?”

“Yup!”

“Seriously, you are still into that?”

“Yup! Come on. you know I love it.”

Minju sighs. “Fine. Well, it is your birthday.” She shrugs.

You lean in for the kiss as Minju wraps her arms around you. Back and forth actions between your lips ensue. “This isn’t going to be the new normal, okay?”

You nod back as your go back to her lips and pull her up from the seat—the room shifts from the dining room to the bedroom. But the atmosphere lightens as your smile wife with the new kink you have been developing recently.

You take the lube from the drawer as Minju removes her top, exposing her bra.

“Do you want the bra on or off?”

“Any is okay with me.”

“Okay then.” Minju moves her hands to her back, unclasps her bra, and off it goes.

Minju pulls you to her and slams you to bed as you go back to her. Your lips return to smack back to each other. With her on top of you, Minju cups your face. Your own hands move down from her waist to her ass and feel the soft and delicate skin.

Minju’s right-hand traces from your cheeks to your shirt and unbuttons each button. You swiftly remove your top as soon as Minju has undone everything. Next, she inserts her hand into your pants and feels your half-hardened cock. She tries to pump it into full size. While she does this, your slowly remove your pants and underwear to allow her to have more space. 

Your kisses shift from Minju’s lips down to her neck and her collarbone, and finally, your goal, her armpit.

“Oh, my gosh, it is so good.” You whisper to yourself.

But surprisingly, Minjus eyes start to move upwards, and she starts to moan. All while she pumps your cock. You try to keep her steady by holding her on her ribcage. You try to give her pleasure by placing your hand in her pants and start to gently finger her first with your index finger and your thumb playing with her clit. 

Minju continues to moan louder and louder as you play with her pussy and kiss her armpit.

“Are you ready, Oppa?”

“I was born, ready.”

Minju sits on the bed with her feet flat on the ground while you get on your knees and inch closer to her and your cock’s tip aligns her with her armpit. You smack your lips, finally waiting for this entire moment of your life.

Minju raises her arm and places some lube on it, and after that, she gets some lube and places it on your cock. She makes sure that it is coated entirely by stroking it thoroughly and ensuring it is adequately lubed.

“Mhmm.” You moan at the appetizer.

Minju looks up in delight at your expression. “Okay, I’m ready. Just insert it when you are—”

You immediately place your cock on her armpit and close her arm and place it between them and start to move your hips back and forth. Your other hands move down to her other breast and play with it, squeezing it.

Even with your immense sense of pleasure, Minju feels her own wave.  Subtle moans escape from her mouth while yours are louder and more defined. You mix up your pace slow, fast, and go back slow.

The lube has to be re-applied to ensure that there would be no unwanted friction. This happens by Minju lifting her arm and re-applying both on her armpit and your cock. Even with this break, her hand stroking your cock brings you closer to your climax.

When you resume going back to your thrusting. Minju’s clit gets played by her hand. She inserts her walls by herself, first with the index, then another finger is added after each moment. Even with the same hand, her thumb touches her clit.

These combined movements between the two of you make you moan louder, not enough to fill the room but loud enough for anyone outside the door to ear. What a sight to see if they enter, a man armpit fucking his girlfriend. But good thing that you two live alone together.

You slow down your thrust when you get tired. But Minju stimulates you by rubbing your cock with her armpit, moving her arm back and forth to ensure that you get a full range of motions. This makes you release small groans, and you never thought an armpit job could be this good.

“Fuck! Minju. I’m going to cum.”

She raises her arm high, points your cock in the direction of her pit, and starts violently stroking your cock. This makes you moan loudly and make your legs weak. You have to hold on to Minju’s head for support to ensure that you won’t fall over due to the immense pleasure.

She points it and steadies her aim at the pit as you shoot wave after wave after wave. So much load you would have made a puddle if it was resting on her pit. Instead, it just trickles down from her side down to her waist. But before it can reach it, Minju rubs the cum all over her pits and chest and on her breasts. 

You fall down to your bed and lie down exhausted.

“Minju, that was great.”

She lies down beside you with your cum covering her side.

“Well, I’m happy you enjoyed it.” She kisses you.

You lay there facing upwards and thinking of how amazing it was. At the same time, Minju comes over and snuggles up with you.

“Oppa, I do have to admit. I did like it.”

“Do you want to do it again?”

“Maybe…Maybe…”

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Pilates

You wake up, expecting to see your girlfriend next to you on the bed but of course she isn’t. You get up, stretch your arms and yawn. You put a shirt on and get on the elevator down to the first floor. It’s your girlfriend’s birthday and she still woke up early to work out. You can’t blame her though. Her body is like a gift from heaven and the only way to keep it that way is to work out.

You walk into the pilates studio to see your girlfriend standing next to the ladder barrel, taking a drink of water. When she sees you, she smiles. Her smile makes your heart warm. Every morning when you wake up, you never truly feel awake until you see her. You have no idea how you were able to get a girl like her, but now, you can’t live without her.

“What are you doing here baby?” she asks, walking over to you.

You smile. “Happy birthday Nayeon.”

Nayeon brings your bodies together and you two share an embrace. “Aw. Thank you babe. You didn’t have come down here.”

“It’s your birthday Nayeon. We should be doing stuff together,” you say, still holding her to yours.

“I know, I know. Five more minutes, okay?” She breaks the hug and walks back over to the ladder barrel. “You can watch if you want.”

You spot a chair and pull it over, strategically placing it and you sit down.

Nayeon resumes doing her exercises. You’ve seen Nayeon with no clothes before, but there’s something different about seeing her in leggings and a t-shirt. Your strategic placement of the chair gives you a perfect view of her ass. You watch as her ass jiggles with every subtle movement, the skintight material allowing you to see all of it.

Nayeon moves on to her next exercise and she goes on top of the barrel, her right thigh on the top with her left leg in the air. Her upper body hangs off the end of the barrel and her hands are gripping the bottom of the equipment to stabilize her body.

Your eyes go wide open seeing her in that position. Her ass and legs look amazing. The growing bulge in your pants agrees. You can’t hold yourself back. She just looks too sexy.

You walk over to Nayeon and you squeeze her butt cheek.

Nayeon yelps at the sudden contact and almost falls.

“Oh my god. What are you doing?” she says while readjusting herself back to the position.

You give her ass a slap that makes Nayeon yelp again. “Sorry, I can’t help myself. You look so sexy in these leggings.”

Nayeon sighs. “You’re always so horny.”

“It’s your fault for being so sexy.”

She giggles. “Just a few more minutes and then we can go back to our room and be horny.”

You squeeze her ass again. “Why don’t we just fuck now.”

“I have to finish my-”

“I meant why don’t we just fuck here and now.”

“Are you crazy? We can’t fuck here. What if someone walks in?”

“Come on Nayeon. You know you’re the only one that comes in here,” you say, your hand never leaving her ass and leg.

Nayeon takes a second to think. “Fine. But we have to make it quick.”

You smile devilishly as you pull down your pants. Your cock springs out, already hard as a rock.

“Wait. Let me get a little more comfortable,” Nayeon says as she moves. She puts her feet on the ground and her upper body is in a sexy arch, caused by the arch of the barrel.

Nayeon starts to pull her leggings down but you grab both of her hands. She looks back at you confused. Instead of pulling them down, you grip the fabric and rip her leggings open.

Nayeon gasps in surprise. She glares back at you. “What the fuck babe. Why’d you rip my leggings?”

You ignore her question. Your eyes haven’t left her bare ass. “Did you forget to put on your panties this morning Nayeon?”

“I-I…”

You give her ass a harsh slap.

“Do you always do pilates without panties on?”

She doesn’t answer you.

You slap her ass again, eliciting a scream that was half pain and half pleasure. “Answer the question babe.”

“I don’t because it isn’t comfortable. Now put your cock in me,” she says quickly.

You rub the red spots that have started to form on her ass. You chuckle. “Wow Nayeon. You’re so adventurous. How’ve you hidden this from me for this long?”

“Just fuck me already,” Nayeon says, using her hands to spread her cheeks.

Her pussy is so inviting. Already wet and glistening from the spanking she received. You would tease her more but there still is a slim chance someone could walk in and it wouldn’t be in your best interest to get you and Nayeon kicked out of the building.

You guide your cock and impale it into Nayeon’s open pussy. Your cock easily slides into Nayeon. Her pussy is practically molded to your cock from the amount of times you’ve been inside of her.

You both groan as you bottom out inside of her. The feeling of being inside of Nayeon never gets old. You take a moment to savor the feeling of your whole cock being squeezed by Nayeon’s tight pussy.

You grab her hips and pull your cock all the way out, then ram in back into her. Nayeon screams in pleasure.

“Fuck! Keep doing that. I love it when you rock my body.”

You take her up on the offer and you piston your hips back and forth, making sure to fully exit her before harshly thrusting back in. Nayeon’s wordless moans echo through the room. Her volume was definitely way too loud but you both don’t care. Someone could walk into the studio as this moment and you wouldn’t stop fucking Nayeon. Wet skin slapping, Nayeon’s jiggling ass, and her profanity laced moans are the only things that matter.

You notice that Nayeon’s shirt has ridden up her back and her lower back is exposed. Her sweat glistens on her back, just inviting you to take a lick. And that’s what you do. You lean down and lick the sweat off her back. Even Nayeon’s sweat tastes delicious on your tongue. You continue to fuck her while licking and leaving kisses on her back. Nayeon’s back arches from the sensation of your tongue and lips, making it even more sexy.

You fuck Nayeon from behind through her torn leggings for hours. No, minutes. It just feels like hours. Time works differently when you’re inside of Nayeon. Nayeon’s moans have gotten so loud that she’s practically just screaming at this point. Her pussy tightens around your cock and you can feel she’s getting wetter and wetter. She’s about to cum.

And right on cue. “I’m cumming!” she yells out. Nayeon is always messy during sex but today is on a whole different level. Her liquid sprays everywhere. Her leggings are absolutely drenched and somehow, she even manages to get your legs damp.

It doesn’t matter. You fuck her through her intense orgasm and now it’s time to chase your high. The sound of skin slapping has now turned into squelches from all of Nayeon’s liquid. You increase the pace of your thrusts as you feel the all so familiar feeling.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” seems to be the only word in Nayeon’s vocabulary at the moment.

“I’m gonna cum Nayeon.”

“Cum inside me! Fill me with everything you have!”

One last thrust and you bury yourself into Nayeon’s deepest part and you fill her with everything you have.

You groan loudly as cum bursts out of your cock and into Nayeon’s hole. Your legs spasm and give out as the immense amount of pleasure almost makes you black out. Your body falls on top of Nayeon’s as the never ending ropes of cum continue to fill her.

Both of you are completely out of breath and your sweaty bodies lay on top of each other as your chests heave, trying to get oxygen into your deprived lungs. Cum begins to overflow and drip out of Nayeon’s pussy, your cock still inside of her.

It’s an absolute mess. Your sticky and warm cum stains both of your legs. Nayeon’s liquid is literally everywhere from her squirting. But, none of it matters. As long as you two have each other, everything will be okay.

Eventually you’re able to formulate words. You’re still out of breath but you whisper into Nayeon’s ear, “Happy birthday.”

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Author's Note: Thanks for reading! I had to make a oneshot for Nayeon's birtthday. The BFH went crazy after seeing Nayeon's pilates pic. Also, shoutout to @sinswithpleasure and @hailthegoddessjihyo for the inspiration

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Everybody Wants Some!!

LOONA HeeJin x Olivia!Hye x M.Reader

5337 words

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“Ya, guess what just came in the mail?” “Seriously, Hyeju?” A clash of voices in the air breaks your concentration.

“Oh, hey Heekki, didn’t see you there,” Hyeju snickers as she slaps Heejin’s ass.

Your girlfriend was starting to get frisky, bored out of her mind since you were still busy marathoning through lecture VODs. She had been stuck on her charcoal drawing for the past hour or two before finally deciding that playing with her favorite pen was the solution; unfortunately, this particular class was your blind spot and so it was imperative you maintained full attention. Heejin had barely finished untucking her tank top before her striptease was interrupted by your roommate.

Hyeju’s shit-eating grin persists. “Well?” She waves the Switch box in front of your screen.

“Put that thing away and get the fuck out of here!”

Keep reading

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Do you know any other cheating fics out there? Just asking

Since I've gotten two requests for cheating fics, here's a short compilation I've found with a little help.

Dangerous by ratedkpop

Soiling Mr. Innocent by kesujo

[x x] by akiba

Green Silk by locke

Deepest, Darkest Secret by pingu_minarii

this is how you fall in love by sorrowgazed (not a smut but it's cheating)

The Devil in Your Eyes by SenhorToque

How to Deal With a Bitchy Wife by 13

If I forgot anyone else feel free to reblog and promote under here.

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Food Play Prelude | Chaeryeong

smut, quickie

A/N: BFH writing got me posting again so we take that as a win. If you're here, you know these two legends @ggidolsmuts @worldsover. Thanks you both for editing and proofreading.

You sweat profusely.

The comfort of her room beckons as the A/C blows into nothing. Minutes ago, that was the setting, now it’s an empty chamber. Your feet hold their position and you run a hand through your hair to clear the droplets of sweat gathering at the hairline. You could tell her, you think, to just go back. Chaeryeong is so fucking good, though.

Her hair moistens the same as yours even as you attempt to tuck it behind her ears. Strands stray forward with every bob of Chaeryeong’s face onto your length, making them stick to her forehead and cheeks. She is relentless. Every throb of your cock feels more satisfying than the last.

Your eyes try to draw some focus and lure the rushing orgasm away. Last a little longer, you beg to whatever greater-than entity that might be observing. The open kitchen spills into the living room, sources of illumination few and far. A light post outside, different digital clocks of appliances—one green, one blue—and the display of an interruptible power supply off in the corner create a comfortable and pleasant environment.

Your focus jolts, that loss of attention a success. You swear she’s going deeper now, the back off her throat a heavenly sensation as her hands grip at your thighs for leverage. Your legs are now rooted, every swirl of Chaeryeong’s tongue on the underside of your cock a demand; focus on her, on this. She assists her mouth with a hand now, twisting and stroking alongside every departure of her lips.

Chaeryeong’s rogue hair sways with her eager movements, lightly brushing your thighs; it distracts you just enough. That’s the last tucking attempt. One particular venture into her mouth makes your breath quiver. Your length throbs to the rhythm of her blowjob, feeding every last drop of precum before the big finale.

Your eyes finally adjust to the low light. Chaeryeong’s naked figure kneels on the hardwood floor. Her back arches and flows as her whole body strives to make you cum. Her confidence alone can make you bust. She’s one to know.

Sudden eye contact with her cute and attentive gaze sets your brain to self-destruct. She’s stroking, each pulse of your cock coming faster than the last. The steady pace makes sure your load gathers at the last possible spot before exploding. Lip bite, eye contact, and then, death sentence. Chaeryeong sticks out her tongue, the full display and her anticipating face send you over the edge as your cock pulses with unprecedented force. Thick ropes adorn her pretty face as they land all over, and Chaeryeong moves to react and catch every oozing drop. Her painted face avidly swallows however much landed on her tongue and she flashes a pretty smile as she stands up and you collapse on the adjacent chair. You are literally drained. You make a mental note to praise her resilience later.

“You all right?”

“Yeah.” You chuckle. “That was crazy.”

A long breath escapes you. Warm, yellow light pans across the space when Chaeryeong opens the fridge in front of you both. Her body stands fit: toned calves, thighs, ass—she grabs something off the door and swings it back to close.

“Can’t take a break even when we say we will. You said we’d do this today, come on,” she says while placing the whipped cream can on the table.

You are given no chance to respond as she walks with a deliberate strut towards her room. The jiggle fuels your lust once more. Chaeryeong stops by the bedroom door to await your response, cum still glistening around her features, a hungry gaze ready for more.

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Heathens : Chapter Three - Lady Rose (Tzuyu, TWICE)

"Put the rose on your hair

Full of grace my queen of mystery

Can't you see, can't you believe

And all they say it's true

Lady rose.."

Jose, Joao, and K-Dog walking around the block after they finish Joao's training session that victimized random people. Sound harsh with lack of humanity but that's what Jose and K-Dog want to taught, that you must use any advantage you got so you won't get stomp on and be tough than the others.

K-Dog and Joao sit on the bench outside the supermarket to smoking freely as they wait for Jose who need to buy something inside, the atmosphere is pretty awkward as both of them are the passive type or they just want to enjoy the warmness on their soul.

"You guys look like a middle schooler that look awkward on their first date hahaha", both of them throw the cigarettes on the ground and stomp it before they turn around and found Jose bring a box that look pretty big on him.

"It's still early, are we gonna coming home now?", Joao ask them as he try to take the box from Jose.

"We need to meet someone first boy, just a little family reunion", the box that Joao gonna take already intercepted by K-Dog that make him just stand there awkwardly. Jose open his cigarettes pack and put one between his lips then give the other one to Joao before they walk to the adress that you wrote on the note beforehand.

You and Marcos clean the house first before leaving for his training, you iron his clothes and yours while Marcos take a bath quickly as he waiting for the car to get warmed up because you said to him that both of you will go to the other side of the city.

After that, both of you dress up neatly with the look of business man. The black shiny shoes, white shirts, matched pants and tuxedo, with glossy hair that gonna add plus points to your appearance.

"Lock the door Marcos, I'll drive first while you just prepare yourself for later."

He does as what you told then he step inside the car and sit beside you on the front seat before you begin to drive while turning up the soft music beforehand to accompany your long ride because sometimes Marcos is just too boring to talk to.

Both of you used to be a part of the State Intelligence Agency that served for the people with the president who take the control and it's position is above the police and forces, while back then you're the leader and Marcos is your assistant that you handpicked by yourself from the academy before you get fired disrespectfully and followed by Marcos once he heard the news.

Then after that, you're there step inside and back to the world that you left before. Build your own agency along with your old mates Jose and K-Dog, while add your ex-assistant Marcos plus your abandoned cousin, Joao.

You can work together or separately depends on the case but the purpose is to do the dirty work for the people who forced to be a martyr by the one who haves more then to put them even again, just like using fire against flames but you're pretty picky for the case that you're gonna receive and more prioritizing the female ones as the target since they got many parts to get advantage of.

Back to the present time, it's been fifteen minutes passed as you drive safely and enjoy the ride while humming into the song, you took a glance on Marcos and he keep spacing out for awhile as he anticipating what kind of training that you're gonna give inside his mind. You put your eyes on the road again before break the silence.

"You look to stiff Marcos, loosen it a little bit. There will be a lot of socializing and human interaction from now on, not bunch of paper that you faced everyday like when you still caged inside the office before."

He took the chips that he bring with him before and put it inside his mouth before starting to talk, "I know, well it's just a common thing that I get nervous in my first time. But since we're here just the both of us, can I ask some questions?"

"Hmmm depends, you can ask anything but I'll just shut my mouth if your question cross the line. Go for it, I'm all ears", you turn down a bit the volume of the music as you know that Marcos gonna ask a lot and just let out inside his head.

"What kind of situation that I'm gonna face? Does it the same as what we analyze before? Do Joao have the same training as me? Or there's any difference between me and him? Ugh come on, this curiosity gonna kill me sooner damn."

He ruffled his hair with his other hand, you take the mineral water that already available inside your car's little drawer and give it to him. After he drink it and let him calm down a bit, you start to answer his questions while Marcos shove the chips inside his mouth again one by one.

"It's pretty different as what I do before but you still gonna do the same stuff as me, we will to a bar and lounge near the sea then I'll guide you later. Then about Joao, surely that he'll have different training because he's there with a lunatic while you're gonna be our womanizer."

You took a glance at him again and see that Marcos just nodded as for now he already has the view of the stuff that you talking about, then he quiely put his eyes on the side window while you turn up the music volume and focus on the road again.

Joao and the other two big man now enter the crowded district a little bit far from the parliament and some of government office that full of store on their sides, Jose lead the way as they're now standing in front of casual building that has a wooden door with a big mirror beside it and showing the activity from the people inside it.

Three of them get hold by four big men who wear a suit even before they open the door, Joao gulped because of the athmosphere that he face right now but he try to tough himself up as he turn his head and see his two mates just stand there calmly while without they knowing that someone already keep eyes on them from the little camera on the entrance door.

Jose take off his sunglasses then wave on the camera that make the person who monitor them quickly stop the activity and try to end the call from the customer before walk downstairs to meet the unexpected guest.

One of the guards hold his in ear monitor then nodded as he politely saying sorry before he give a sign to others and open up the door for three of them.

"Josema and Geoffrey come here, aaa I miss you guys soooooo muuucchhh", she open up her arms that greeted by Jose first and left K-Dog to wrap his arms on their back while Joao just there dumbfounded.

They release their hugs while the woman notice Joao, "Josema, who is the other guy behind you?", She pointed her finger to Joao while he give his hand to greet each other after Jose nodded to him.

"Hi, I'm Joao Felix Sequeira. You can call me Joao and I'm the youngest in the agency", he smiled warmly at her while she begin to introduce herself too, "I'm Lee Sae-Rom, my nickname used to be a Captain but you can just call me Saerom."

She release her hand first then turn herself facing the other two that followed by Joao, "She call you guys with different names before, mind to explain it to me?"

Jose elbowed K-Dog as he asking him to introduce himself properly, "K-Dog is my nickname while my real one is Geoffrey Kondogbia. There I think that's enough."

"While me, Jose is just a shortened one but my full name is Jose Maria Gimenez but only her who call me Josema. And for your information, the woman beside you is our fourth member that the leader explained yesterday."

Saerom suddenly cut Jose off after it and attack him with more questions, "Wait, what do you mean leader? Where is my hubby? Did both of you betrayed him?! Yaa!!"

She shout on two big men in front of her with her eyes who get teary because her thought might be true because they don't answer right away, "Ayy captain listen to me first..", Jose quickly explain to her about the agency that you build in detail. He give her the information that she needed about your new life, where you lived, then not forget about Joao and Marcos relationship with you.

She feel a little bit relieved after hearing that but now she's the one who feel betrayed because she's the only one that left out from the original squad, "Yah Josema, where's my hubby now? It's been years since he disguised as a new man and I haven't met him again. Can't you guys just take me? I miss my hubby huweee~"

He look at K-Dog and he nodded as Jose bring his body closer but Saerom guard herself with her fist when Jose is about to hug her, "Don't dare you touch me with your dirty hands you pervert!"

He quickly raise his hand while walking backwards, "Calm down Saerom, let me explain..", She stop sobbing as she heard Jose call her by her name that mean things getting serious.

"You need to remember how much he sacrifices himself for this place Saerom, he just doesn't want to see you hurt again since to you're mean so much for him, for us. So keep your head up and later I'm gonna tell him to visit you sooner okay?"

She spacing out for awhile as the memories from few years ago suddenly lingering on her mind before Jose tap her shoulder that make her back to herself, he give her a note with the code that you wrote beforehand. She put it inside her pocket as she recognized which that handwriting is belong to and quickly walk into the storage room.

Not long after that, she back carrying some stuff that she put inside the bag and give it to Jose. "Somehow after see that bag just make me miss the old days", K-Dog then chuckle before answer her, "You mean you miss the time where you can cling on him everytime?"

Jose and K-Dog laugh so hard after see Saerom face that turn red, while Joao just chilling as he realized what kind of family that he want to build. "Shut your mouth Geoffrey, you're the bigger pervert! Aish!!", Jose took the box that K-Dog place on the ground then approach her before they leave, "Don't be sad anymore because he always thought of you, here he ask me to bought this smelly tuna and the last is this one.."

After he give the box to her, he put his hands on his pocket and pull out the other note that you give to him. "Read it later once we leave because I know you're gonna overreact to it and squealing like a dolphin", she raise the box and act like she about to hit them with it, "what are you talking about? Why don't you just leave now, after our meeting I suddenly realized that I'm not miss you guys that much."

"Hahaha alright alright, we'll leave now. Take care okay even though we all know that he always keep his eyes on you, always", she smiled at them and say goodbye before they leave, "Yaaahh!! Tell him that maybe I'll visit him first!", She shout at them as they're already few steps far from the building while Jose turn around with a bag on his hand then giving her thumb up before start to walk again.

Saerom steps inside again and enter her personal room and quickly open up the notes that Jose give to her beforehand. But just like what he said, she squealing loudly while thumping her feet with the big smile on her face because of the words that written on it.

'You're the heart of the crown and the blood of all my lifetime, I miss you too romsae.'

On the other side, you arrived on the lounge & bar near the sea who have the chill vibe around it that make the guests drown in it.

Both of you and Marcos wear in ear monitor each as you step inside then take your seat separately. You sit in the table that placed in the middle of the area with your matte tea while Marcos took the one that closer with the little stage that usually get used for the guest who want to sing voluntarily.

He put his glass on the table after he sip it then talk to you quietly from his in ear monitor, "What I need to do now? I'm all ears", Marcos fix his chair and looking around him as he need to aware of his surrounding because it's been awhile since he work on the field.

"Calm down Marcos, just blend in with the crowd then take your time to find the woman that you're gonna pick for a target. Raise your hand as a sign once you find one, then I'll guide you a bit."

"Copy", he sip his drink again and try to enjoy himself little by little accompanied by the sound from the band who trying to fix the melody of their instruments.

But not long after that there's a voluptuous woman with her well tanned skin that look perfect under the beam lights, she walk into the stage with a rose on her hand and she used it to comb her hair that showing the back of her neck as if inviting him to lay his lips on it.

Marcos raise his hand then take it down quickly as he found his one, "Tell me what I need to do with her..", you pick up your phone and read the information that you got from one of the waiters. She put the mic on her hand and test it before she start to sing.

"Try to make eye-contact with her and ask her to play a mind games, whoever the first one who blink or look away is the one who lose. I think that's more than enough help and now, you're gonna pass if you can get laid with her. Easy right? Good luck, pip."

You break the connection before Marcos answer it but after that he try to do as what you told, he begin to keep her eyes on her once she let out her cute voice and within a minutes she notices someone who keep eye-fucking her.

They keep their gaze against each other, Marcos took off his suit and release few buttons on his shirts then lick his lips slyly that make the woman lower down her gaze while keep singing but she realized by herself that she lose the game against the random man who can break her walls.

She walk leaving the stage as soon as she finish her performance and take a glance to Marcos and give him a sign with her fingers asking him to follow her, Marcos sip his liquor for the last time before picking up his suit again then follow her afterwards.

She took a rose on her hair after she step inside one of the rooms behind the stage while leaving the door open that she suddenly hear the door shut and found that there's only both of them inside the room.

The atmosphere getting hotter as Marcos took the initiation to get closer and push her to the bed while put his lips on hers, "You're too eager boy, don't you wanna know with who you are in the first place hmm?", She took the time to talk in between her kisses but Marcos do the same as his lips already move exploring her neck.

"Isn't you who need to know the name that you're gonna scream later, my lady?", She caress his hair while trying to talk again with her moan that she let it out already. "Tzuyu, c-call me Tzuyu uhh ngghh", Marcos lick her neck slowly that make she things that he wants to play with her but the fact is that he thinking if he ever heard that kind of name before but he let it slide and accusing that it's just her bad pronunciation, then he just decided to call her as what he heard.

"I'll tell you mine later but first, let me chew your tits chewy", she look at him with her half-opened eyes as he pull down her dress that covered her braless chest to her stomach before put the mound of meat into his mouth. "Ooohhh Godd", the scene sound perfect on his ears as what Marcos hear is her seductive moan mixed with the chill sound of the band in the next room.

After he marked her tits with his saliva, he took off her heels before he put her foot in the air and begin to lick it start from the palm of her foot then down to her thick thigh one by one. "Mmhh daaamnn you're too good for a random guy aahh", he raise her lower dress and gather it all covering her stomach then use his fingers to rub her clothed pussy while licking her tights alternately.

"Just put your cock in me quickly, someone might realize that I disappear and you'll be in trouble if he found out", Marcos suddenly stop his activity then give a quick kiss on her lips. "As you wish my lady", she smiled then nodded and followed by both of them take off their clothes before lay down their body on the bed. Tzuyu took the initiative first as she bend her knees above his cock before slowly putting it fully inside her.

She put her hands on his chest to hold her body aa she begin ride your cock as if she wants to show off to him, the movements of her hips pleasure Marcos too much but he need to keep it cool and think about his pride as he can't lose to her, "It's still under ten minutes and you sweating so much miss Chewy, you need to step up."

Her pride hurts after hearing what he said about her, then Tzuyu put her hands on her knees and begin to pound her pussy on his cock. "Step up huh?! You're gonna cum in no time after this ooohh fuck goddammit!", she force her hips to shove his cock deeper inside her pussy until it hit the entrance of her womb repeatedly that make Marcos body get tensed as he's about to burst.

If he cum then he need to do it with his style as Marcos quickly hold her hips and pull out his cock then turn her body with her ass up in the air he is now on top of her, "I'll show you how to fuck properly and make you can't forget the sensation of how my cock torturing your pitiful cunt."

He shove his cock deep inside her again and move his hips in fast pace that make the skin slapping sound fill the room while Tzuyu just gasp because of the roughness that she feel inside her pussy, "Oohhh fuck yes oohh yess I like thaatt fuck me like a whoree uuugghhhh"

"With pleasure", Marcos buried her face on the pillow and hold her shoulder with his other hand as he use what left on him to increase his pace even more. He can only hear the groaning from her with her ass cheeks that getting red, then no longer after that Marcos pull out his cock quickly as he can't resist anymore and he stroke it several times before pouring his cum on her thighs.

Tzuyu just lay there on her weak body with her unexpected grool that spilling out from her swollen pussy, after both of them rest for awhile until they gain their stamina a little bit then both of them clean their body before get dressed again.

"Here take it", Marcos give his business card to her but Tzuyu give back to him after she read it. "I think you should keep mine as I'm pretty sure that you're the one who need me later Marcos", she put hers into his pocket then both of them make out for the last time before leaving the room.

They chatting casually but it's suddenly cut off when Marcos saw the unwanted scene in front of him with his boss that calmly looking at him even thought he's surrounded with fire.

"I told you so."

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Joints

(Request by: @dubuchae22)

———

“A free massage? What is this?” Kim Dahyun asks, holding a coupon handed out to her randomly at the mall.

“Congratulations! You’ve been selected for our specialty treatment!” the distributor replies, unaware his fake facial hair is slowly slipping off. “You can visit our spot on the third floor to claim it.”

Dahyun contorts a puzzled look but seemingly falls for it. “Sounds good. I’ll go there at once, I could use the relaxation anyway.”

As soon as she is out of the man’s vicinity, he pulls out his phone. Dialing some numbers, it rings, then someone answers.

“Hello?”

“Yes, sir. The eagle has landed on the nest.”

Bingo. Your plan worked after merely two hours of planning. As you watch the security feed waiting for Dahyun to arrive at your makeshift store, you recall how it ended up to this point where you had to lure her to you.

———

The door suddenly opened and Dahyun walked into your apartment, a look of exhaustion on her face. You could hear the thumping sound from the kitchen where you were preparing supper for you two.

“Dubu, baby! How was work today?” you asked.

No response. At first you played it off as her rushing to her bedroom, but you’ve noticed this pattern happening for almost two weeks now. For now, you focused on not overcooking your katsudon. After the food finished cooking, you served it on the dining table, without almost slipping once due to the heat scorching your fingers.

“Dahyun, I prepared our favorite date meal! I didn’t leave it in the oven for an hour this time!” you joked.

In return, you received silence.

Not that you were annoyed by her recent habits, but you were definitely concerned. She’d been acting out of character lately and you wanted to help her. You’re her boyfriend, after all.

Knock knock. No answer. Again.

You’ve had enough. Dahyun has strictly instructed you not to do this one thing as it might affect your relationship, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Reaching for your phone, you dialed a number you’ve hidden from her in case of emergency.

It rings a few times, then finally, a response.

“Hello?” the feminine voice asked over the line.

“Yah, is this Chaeng?” you replied.

“Oh! You must be Dubu’s—”

“Shh. She mustn’t know that this call ever happened.”

“O-oh. Okay, I know you guys are hiding this from JYP but really now?” Chaeyoung quipped.

“She made me promise not to call you guys ever, but that’s not the point. The thing is, she’s not been talking to me lately.”

“Why? Been a bad boyfriend to her?”

“Hell no! But she’s acting cold as soon as she’s home. I can’t figure out why. All she does is drop her bags off and go directly to her bedroom.”

“Oh! Hang on a second, I think I know someone who could help. Momoring? Should I tell—” she answered, cutting off at her member’s name to ask about a person they knew.

Chaeyoung left you on hold for a few minutes before responding again. “Yah. Are you still there?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, okay. Well this guy Min Chung-Hee has been a terrific help to us, at least for Jihyo and Momo,” she said with a restrained giggle. “Call this number I’m about to give you and he’ll get Dahyun back to her usual, happy self.”

———

“Nice to meet you, sir,” Min Chung-Hee said as he shook your hand. “What can I do for you today?

“Um, yeah. Well you see, my girlfriend has been acting cold to me lately.” you replied candidly, putting aside all formalities.

“And what’s the reason? Fight? Disapproving parents?”

“I don’t know! She’s been coming home, dropping her things off, then heading straight to bed.”

Chung-Hee stroked his chin, thinking of his answer. “Okay. Hmm. I guess we can apply my treatment. A special massage treatment.”

“What’s that?”

“Well. You’re not gonna like what I’m about to say, but the process is 100% effective. Are you ready for what I’m about to tell you?”

———

Suddenly you break from your haze as your girlfriend enters the shop, unaware that this is a setup. Dahyun looks around for any employees, but no one’s available to serve her. She waits. Sitting on one of the designated chairs, her patience is running thin. Your eyes grow at the sight of her wearing a skimpy purple dress - something she barely does around you, or any of the other members.

The door suddenly bursts open from behind you and Chunghee enters the security room. You turn around and find him catching his breath, his fake facial hair having disappeared from running back to your store.

“What the hell took you so long!” you say with frustration. “My girlfriend could leave at any moment and then what?”

“Sorry, I got lost on the way here,” he huffs and rests his hands on his knees. “But now this is where the magic happens. Just watch.”

“Then stop flexing and get to it!”

Chunghee leaves the room and in a few minutes, sneaks to the counter to greet Dahyun.

“Hello! Welcome to our, uh, massage spa,” he barely avoids stammering through his own words. Dahyun looks up from her phone and appears suspicious of Chunghee. She stares at him for a minute. Perhaps the lack of facial hair gave it away?

She stands up and heads toward the counter. Whew. A sigh of relief escapes both you and Chungee’s breaths. Dahyun hands the coupon over, which he immediately accepts.

“Certainly. Follow me.”

He leads your girlfriend to a plain, white room where there’s a huge bed occupying most of the space. The smell of incense from an hour ago eases her mood. She stares right into Chunghee’s eyes waiting for his move.

“Well, um, you should go and undress now.” Chunghee’s cheeks blush red with shame instructing her what to do. She continues to glare at him until he looks away and leaves the room, slamming the door to give her privacy.

What she doesn’t know is you’re watching her from a well placed camera in the room. You lick your lips as she peels off her garments, leaving nothing of her naked body to the imagination. This is the first time you’ve seen Dahyun in the nude and you can’t wait to indulge in it.

“I’m ready,” she yells from the room, her voice rumbling the speakers where you are.

Chunghee reenters while avoiding her gaze. “Yeah, you can lie on the bed now,” he says, gesturing with his hand, still resisting the urge to look at her bare body. “Head facing down, please.”

She flips her body around, creating a small creak on the bed. Finally, he has the confidence to peep at her slim figure. He grabs a handful of bottles from one of the closets, each of varying colors. He grabs a dash of red liquid, spreading it on Dahyun’s back, shoulders, and neck. You can barely hear it, but a low, muffled groan escapes her lips.

“Just relax,” he whispers to her ear while applying more of the cream on her ass and legs. “Soon enough you’ll feel a pleasure you’ve never felt before.”

Dahyun remains silent for the duration of the treatment. When she’s no longer able to move her joints, Chunghee pulls out his phone again to call you.

“Okay, you can quietly come in now.”

You comply and in a minute you join Chunghee in the room, who’s managed to fully undress himself. Your eyes widen in shock. “Oh my god.”

“What? It’s all part of the treatment, like I said. Remember?”

You nod with a hint of disgust in seeing another man naked in front of your sight. It doesn’t matter that Kim Dahyun’s been acting cold toward you. She’s still your girlfriend after all, so you have every reason to be a little on edge.

Cautiously you join the other two in nakedness, before the both of you sneak onto the bed where Dahyun’s lying. Chunghee’s erect cock is inches away from her mouth while your own dick is at the edge of her ass. Your sinful urges are gradually possessing your mind, but you remember the slow, painful process you have to follow.

“Me first,” Chunghee says, lining his shaft at the tip of Dahyun’s plump lips.

“What do you mean you first?” You contest. Why should some random guy be first to insert his cock in your girlfriend before you? “I’m gonna go first!”

He complies, teasing her mouth with his girth while you slip your dick between her folds. You let out a restrained groan. The feeling of her tight pussy choking your cock sends you into a blissful spiral.

“O-oh fuck, that’s so good.” You groan faintly, making as little noise as possible.

And you just slot your cock in. One thrust and you could possibly cum right away.

Without asking your consent, Chunghee follows suit, gently sliding his shaft through Dahyun’s luscious lips. She lets out an involuntarily groan, muted by the phallic presence intruding her mouth. He can’t help himself, making a sound too.

“Ugh, fuck, those lips. You’re fucking lucky to have quite a girlfriend like her.” Pleasure shoots up the length of Chunghee’s dick, jolting him with mind-numbing ecstasy.

“You didn’t tell me what the ointment contained,” you reply, wilfully ignoring his comment. “What did you put in this stuff?”

“A powerful concoction,” he says, throwing his head back from pleasure. “She can feel what’s happening, but she can’t move.”

Your face contorts in disgust. Is this coercive? Does she know? Would she know the moment she regains her consciousness? “Wait. Isn’t that you know...wrong?” you ask.

Chunghee shrugs off your question, without answering back. Despite the moral implications, you choose to disregard the issue. Brushing aside that problem ends up being easier than you think. The sight of Kim Dahyun naked right in front of your eyes, with your cock settled comfortably between her folds gets you going right away.

Dahyun’s splayed figure rocks back and forth. You imagine her brain’s likely spazzing out from the pleasure being received on both sides of her body. You pump deep, hard strokes into her, slowly losing control of your own mind. Her moans remain constrained by Chunghee’s cock lodged in her mouth. Speaking of which, he slips his dick in and out of her lips, smearing it with a mixture of pink lipstick and her saliva.

As you continue succumbing to the pleasure of her tight pussy clamping your dick, you get occasionally distracted by Chunghee. While he fucks her mouth, he lets out all sorts of vulgarities that are alien to you.

“Oh, oh fuck. Take all of it, you slut,” he hisses. It throws you off for a brief moment before you resume pounding her from behind.

“Yeah. Bet you’ve never had a cock this large in your life. You know you want more, cum dump.”

There he goes again. You aren’t fond of dirty talk when speaking with Dahyun, and it ends up bothering you more than you initially thought. So you find ways to distance yourself from his words. Running a trail down her back, groping her ass, and even slapping them. Nothing. Not even the sound of flesh can overpower Chunghee’s loud and crude obscenities.

In frustration you ram her harder than ever before. You refuse to admit it but he’s testing you into working harder to satisfy her. Or not. Is this jealousy? Regardless, you rub faster, drilling far into her tight cunt. Chunghee seemingly matches with your pace. Dahyun’s body trembles from the immense vigor from both of your cocks, then suddenly the climax hits both of you by surprise.

With a deep groan you release thick hot semen deep into her womb, refusing to let yourself be outdone in the dick department. Chunghee does the same, shooting out his own seed into her throat. But neither of you are finished. You both continue riding out your own orgasms, until you both collapse on top of Dahyun’s slim figure.

Exhaustion can only keep you down for so long. You and Chunghee gather enough strength for another round. Suddenly it becomes a standoff. To see which one of you is better at fucking than the other. What started as a way to help out your girlfriend turned into a personal war with someone you became acquainted with mere days ago. Mentally, you prepare for another assault on Dahyun’s body. Five, four, three, two—

“Wait,” Chunghee suddenly blurts, stopping you short of pounding Dahyun again.

“What now?”

“Do you mind if we switch? Please?” he asks. As if he wasn’t a foul-mouthed freak minutes before this.

“Really?” You raise your eyebrow at him, openly expressing your annoyance. “Is my girlfriend’s mouth not enough?”

“Please?”

A deep sigh escapes your breath as you slip your cock out from Dahyun’s warmth. He does the same but with her mouth. Both of you crawl gingerly, exchanging positions. Once you are settled, you stroke yourself back to hardness. She is still laying, seemingly trapped in a trance induced by whatever salve was applied to her.

Like a man possessed, you shove your cock right into her mouth. No teasing, just the full length. You watch Chunghee insert his dick into her cavern without savoring his first entry. Just like that, you’re both back to fucking her at full speed. You look down as Dahyun’s cheeks hollow from accepting your length in her throat. It’s warm, but not as hot or as sensational as her cunt.

Then Chunghee lets his mouth loose again, firing out all available cusses he can form. Not only that, he begins smacking her ass, rippling through her body. You thought this was supposed to be done as quietly as possible, but he’s acting like no one is around. If only you could rip his dick off right there. Instead you opt to take your frustration out by pulling on her hair, while you furiously thrust deep in her mouth, trying to get your mind to ignore him.

It’s not even pleasurable for you anymore. You just want to get it over with.

The gods hear your inner cry and you reach your second orgasm faster than you crawled over to her. With a low, deep groan you shoot another heavy load in her throat. Your cock leaves her mouth with a pop, spreading flecks of white on parts of her face. Chunghee hits his peak shortly after yours, cumming in her pussy. Then you both collapse, with you beside Dahyun’s head while he slams himself above her back. Deep breaths fill the room, which turn into heavy snores.

———

The mild rattling of the bed wakes you up. You open your eyes, and through blurred vision you find Dahyun awake, smiling widely. Her happiness is a welcome sight, but not for long. Almost immediately you find Chunghee behind her, pleasuring her and showering kisses over her shoulder. She giggles with each smooch while his fingers are fondling her breasts playfully.

“What the hell?” you snap, suddenly springing to awareness. They could care less as he continues pleasuring and cuddling her. A good sleep ruined in an instant.

“Dahyun what the fuck!”

She stops laughing. Her attention is drawn away from Chunghee’s pleasure to yours. Both of them give you an awkward, cartoonish grin.

“Oh. Hi baby, I didn’t realize you’re up,” she says matter-of-factly.

“What the fuck is this? Chunghee, get off her now!” You bark at him. He freezes in place, his hand still instinctively groping her chest.

“Babe, please calm down. Just--”

“I don’t give a fuck! I knew I shouldn’t have trusted this fucker when he told me his plan!” You’re seconds away from lunging towards Chunghee when Dahyun seizes your elbows. She pushes you back on the mattress and you forcibly restrain yourself.

“Hey. Look at me. I want to explain something to you,” she says. You calm down and look her in the eyes, but not without slightly rolling them in disgruntlement.

“I’ve been stressed out from practice lately and my members keep insisting to try Dr. Min out. He’s called the Body Whisperer,” she explains. “But I didn’t wanna do it without you. So yes, I knew about the plan. I just told him not to tell you this.”

“Yeah, everything she said is true,” Chunghee adds. “I thought you wouldn’t like the idea of a threesome so I kept it secret and pretended like it’s part of the procedure. She really wanted you to be a part of it.”

Your jaw drops at their confessions. Dahyun rubs your thigh to reassure you. “Baby, please understand. I’m sorry I didn’t want to bother you. It’s my fault, not yours.”

It takes a couple of minutes for it to soak in before you begrudgingly accept. Her happiness is your priority first and foremost. “Ah, what am I gonna do? I’m sorry babe,” you say, stroking her hair.

Dahyun smiles. “I’m glad. I should be the one who should apologize. So, how about you take me in the pussy while he fucks me from behind?”

You nod your head. You could use a shot of pleasure after what transpired. “I’d love that.”

—–—

“Yeah, I’m sorry I couldn’t trust you easily,” you say to Chunghee while shaking his hand. “She’s my girlfriend you know?”

“I understand very well, sir. I’ve heard that many times.” Turns out Chunghee’s a friendly person after speaking with him. You apologized to him one too many times to clear the air between you two.

You turn to Dahyun who’s adjusting her bag. “You sure you’re not coming with me? It’s getting late.”

“I still have a schedule to attend with my members. Sorry.”

“Oh all right, guess I’ll be off then. Thanks again for the help, doctor.”

“No problem,” Chunghee says as both he and Dahyun wave goodbye at you until your presence disappears from their sight. They wait a few minutes outside the makeshift store he created, in case you’d come back.

When you’re absolutely gone, he pulls Dahyun towards him and crashes his lips on hers.

“Mmh, glad the bastard’s not around. He’s such an asshole,” he says, smearing drool down to her neck. “How do you put up with this guy?”

“Hnngh, it’s fine. He’s really nice, he just didn’t expect it,” she says, letting a moan escape her lips as he buries his face between her chest. “The members were right after all about you. Fuck, you’re so good.”

“And that’s just Momo and Jihyo,” he murmurs, his voice rippling on her boobs. “What do you say about introducing me to everyone else?”

“Sounds like a good plan,” Dahyun pushes Chunghee away from her, then seizes his hand, taking him along with her to who knows where.

(A/N: Finally, I got off my ass woo!

Sorry this request took so long, I promised that I'd get it done after my birthday, but turns out life threw so many plans right at my face. Everyone around is getting sick and of course I had to get involved too by way of co-workers, because why not? Anyway, thank you for reading.

Stay safe, mask up, and get vaccinated!)

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Compunctious [a Broken Promise]

Surpassing Preside By The Eye with 4.4k+ words - could involve various typos.

Eyes gaze through the camera, a smile before a wink - you blush from overcompensation, Gyuri knows her position in your heart, yet her amazing smile is used as an abnormal weapon - bioweapon at that rate. Even with her grey hair she’s still immaculate in visuality, not to say it’s terrible, not really your forte - but it’s Gyuri, she looks good with anything.

The padded notebook lies left opened on a desk behind slender shoulders, scribbled nothing’s as a love message to you from her home town - the quake whenever you’d get a notification from “Girlfriend Gyuri” with almost a thousand emojis behind it makes you seem obvious, not that you cared about being so obvious - Gyuri doesn’t mind, you’re happy to show such an angel off in the meantime. Fanning in love whenever she’s around, you think the translational love for her is infinite - even with the short-long distance relationship.

Sticky notes on the window seal, a vision for you to see as she sets the camera up, showing off every heart on each note, slowly spelling out your name - just needs one more before a finished project, even though there’s a ton on her messy bed-set you’d let her take that time, but your window pane is already full.

The night is awake, your neighbors aren’t and the iphone is set as a monitor, showing almost everything that could be seen from various visitors - it’s late, but not on your agenda.

“You’re going to be tired for school,” Gyuri insists, a soft smile written in fluent cursive, perfect with each swing and swivel.

You have no choice but to shoot one back, slightly leaning on the desk with your palms cupping your cheeks, making that familiar bunny squish she loves so much - a chuckle sounding from the other line. Her natural wavy hair is applicable for such a night since a refreshment for the exams next Tuesday would be an exact replica of your last year - hopefully you’ll pass this time, maybe Gyuri would visit by a little, even though you get extremely nervous when she does - it’s only right that you’d want to see your girlfriend again—in a span of three months.

“Baaabbee, stop zoning out. You make me think I’m boring,” Gyuri complains, repeatedly tapping the screen, snatching your attentive feels from your thoughts - you jolt to look at her, a small smile. “You’re not haha, I’m sorry, just thinking about exams and—.” She cuts you off, visible worry on her face. “Hey, you are going to do fine, c’mon, let’s play midnight goodbye, will that take your mind off things?”

You contemplate, haven’t played that since April, maybe it would, you nod with a soft smile - you prop the phone back up on your miniature apple box, the material is a little wonky so you could barely see the lower half of your face - you weren’t showing more at a rate, she wasn’t concerned about it tonight—you still had hickeys from three months ago, and to your surprise the color has darken slightly - maybe Gyuri sucked too har— “babe!” You hear the shout from the speaker of your phone, sweet voice chiming in your brain to bless any cells that could’ve died from disquiet. You raise a hand to announce heed.

“Are you okay? Let’s play, c’mon. Sit up straight, good job, hold each hand out like I taught you. See, you still remember! Now what do you do after?” You shake a little before clapping thrice, letting it hang a bit before presenting a finger heart. Gyuri shows obvious perplexity, eyes wide before she bursts into a fit of laughter - covering her mouth as she leans back in the chair.

You smile as she practically dies of laughter, seeing someone so special to you this happy and lively bring some sort of liquid to your eyes, washing away the excitement with a little tang of guilt - you wish you could visit her more often, but after moving to follow your grand career you sort of got overly busy with school and your part-time job, the hit bringing a max meter to your heart.

“Hey, are you okay?” Gyuri seems to catch on to your sentiment, sliding the chair back to that bright camera, showing her gorgeous brown eyes bathed in worry, completely picking up the camera. “Hey, baby, are you okay? What’s wrong,” she asks, and you finally feel that impending tear drop down your cheek - landing onto the desk with a slight slap before you angrily, but emotionally hang up the call - placing it down for ignorance.

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(210914) YEOJIN ❀ SHOWROOM LIVE

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Service Room

Gahyeon X Male Reader.

2466 words.

Categories: smut, hard sex, face fuck, daddy kink, public sex.

You approached Gahyeon's ear, your fingers around her arm in a strong grip.

"Walk," you commanded, subtly pushing her forward.

Gahyeon had been intentionally teasing you throughout the party. Your words had been very clear; you told her that it would be a party of great renown, with a lot of big fishes and important shareholders. You didn't want her to act like the slut she was.

But from the moment you two had the first drink, she started doing exactly that. Girl was smart, a clear advantage for her, but you were sure about how everyone in the room noticed how your face changed every time Gahyeon stood with her back to you and grab your cock with her hand. It was a dark enclosure, barely lit by faint white and purple lights, no one would notice what was happening. And she knew it.

Gahyeon was walking in front of you down the lonely hallway that led to the bathrooms, you couldn't see her face, but you could swear that she was wearing a big proud smile from end to end.

You stopped in front of one of the service rooms, opened the door, and pulled Gahyeon hard by the wrist to get in. While inside, you closed the door with lock and turned on the lights in the room. To your surprise, it wasn't as dirty as you thought it would be, and there was enough space to move comfortably on it.

Gahyeon had already taken off her blazer, and she looked at you with that provocative face you were so familiar with. Half-open lips, piercing dark eyes, fascinating reddish hair, milky skin and perfect body. And the best part, her pair of round and tempting breasts, screaming to be freed from that black top.

"You love to tease me, don't you?" you shortened the distance between you two, face hard as stone.

"Teasing you?" I was just playing," the redhead replied, with the most falsely innocent smile you had ever seen.

You gritted your teeth and snorted like a raging bull. You put your hand on Gahyeon's neck and asserted your grip around it with your fingers, nailing her against the wall. A small groan came from the girl's mouth.

"Y-you shouldn't do that... all you get is to get me even more wet. " Gahyeon's words barely came out because of the force you were applying to her throat.

"You fucking...—You made one last effort on your grip, then decided it was enough and you let her go.—Little whore. Little, dirty whore.

"Are you insulting me or are you describing me?"Gahyeon said, mocking him.

"Get on your knees and suck my damn cock. Right now," you ordered.

"Are you serious?" her eyes seemed to light up like two lampposts.

"Yes. And if I'm satisfied, maybe I can fuck you right here. " You lowered your hand from her neck to one of her breasts, giving it a squeeze. "But first, take this thing off. I want to see them."

Gahyeon complied with your order immediately. She dropped the blazer in her hand to the ground and then held the curb of his top, sliding it through her head and out of his torso. There was only a black lace bra left that revealed her delicious clavage, the redhead wasted no time, bringing her hands to her back and unbuttoning it to drop it down her shoulders. Her beautiful, round and perfect boobs were now free of fabric.

"Mmm... very well, now, work.—You gave a small pinch to one of his nipples. Gahyeon let out a high-pitched squeal, falling to her knees in front of you.

Gahyeon worked with the speed of a comet, removing your belt and unbuttoning your pants to lower them to your ankles. She brought her hand to your crotch, stroking the entire length of your member above the thin fabric of the boxer before sinking his face into the large bulge, adoring it as if it were her favorite toy.

After a few seconds, Gahyeon finally pulled down your underwear, releasing your hard, throbbing erection.

"I'm actually proud of myself for making this...," she brought her hand straight to your dick, squeezing it between her fingers and moving her hand slowly.

"Shut up and put it in your damn mouth," you snapped.

"Why such a hurry? I thought daddy loved me to play with his cock" Gahyeon didn't give you time to respond, moving forward with a couple of wet kisses at the base of your shaft, going down to your balls.

You couldn't defend yourself in any way, although you knew you were in control, you felt dominated by her. Gahyeon climbed back up with the kisses to your shaft, placing her tongue flat on the back of it and licking it very slowly until she reached the tip, where she left a small kiss before swirling his tongue around.

A small gasp escaped from you, your dick throbbing strongly in response and releasing a small drop of pre-cum, which Gahyeon didn’t take long to clean.

"Mmm... you're already dripping for me, delicious. "

Gahyeon reinforced her grip at the base of your cock, surrounding the tip with his fleshy pink lips and applying a minimal suction motion without taking more inside. At the few seconds, she released it with a strong -pop-.

"I said how much I love daddy's cock?"

Again, Gahyeon took the words out of your mouth. She spit on your shaft, and then put it back into her mouth, this time reaching up to half its length. You let out a small groan and pursed your lips, enjoying the warm and wet feeling of her mouth.

Gahyeon started with slow, sensual movements, perfectly adding her tongue to stimulate the back of your shaft as she sucked its entire length.

Soon, half of your cock was covered with a shiny layer of saliva, but that was not enough for Gahyeon. She looked up to see you in the eyes, making sure you were watching her as she takes the rest of your shaft inside her mouth and slowly getting down in her throat, she rested her nose against your base, clutching her fingers to your thighs.

"Holy fuck Gahyeon…"

She stood there for a few seconds until she let loose a small gag, releasing your cock now entirely covered in thick saliva. Gahyeon took a heavy breath of air, trying to settle her breathing while she jerked you off furiously.

"Please daddy... fuck my mouth. Use me as your little sex doll.—Gahyeon looked at you with pleading eyes, lovingly kissing every corner of your cock.

"You don't even have to ask twice." You held your erection with one hand and her nape with the other. Gahyeon let out his tongue, which you took as an invitation to repeatedly slam his tip against it.— "You're a naughty whore, aren't you? I would give you what you deserve, but right now, I just want to fill your pretty pussy with my cum"

Returning the favor, you didn’t leave her a small moment to respond, introducing your entire length into her warm mouth. You growled from your underneath, leaning on the wall with one hand as Gahyeon adjusted her lips around your shaft and licked the back of it.

Gahyeon gripped your thighs with her fingers, giving the signal that you were waiting to start pumping in and out of her mouth. You began in slow, long movements, touching her throat with each gentle thrust. She sensually moaned, sending vibrations along your entire shaft. Your gazes met for a second, and Gahyeon's only asked for more.

You took your other hand to Gahyeon's head, leaning on it to gradually increase the speed and depth of your thrusts. In a few seconds, the small service room was filled with the lascivious sounds of your cock getting in and out of her mouth.

Gahyeon dug her nails hard into your thighs, doing her best to show as little gag reflex as possible. Her gaze was still riveted on you and your face distorted with pleasure, which was enough to turn her into a complete mess inside her soaked panties.

You didn’t reduce the pace of your thrusts at any moment, you kept moving your hips aggressively, grabbing a handful of red hair and using it to gain momentum. Tears were beginning to flow from Gahyeon's eyes, and her saliva leaked from the sides of her mouth, falling to her breasts and dripping down her abdomen and to her skirt.

Her eye makeup started to fall through her cheeks, that was the signal you were waiting to stop, but you wouldn't do it without first pushing your hips in one last time, resting again at the beginning of her throat for a few long seconds until Gahyeon was about to suffocate, she hit your thigh several times, and you took out your cock soaked in bright saliva.

Gahyeon inhaled deeply, trying to regulate her heavy breathing.

"That's how I wanted to see you… all messed up." You slapped her sharply on the right side of her face, not hard enough to leave a mark on her, but strong enough to make her moan.

"Are you going to keep venting your rage, or are you going to vent your rage by fucking me hard? "Gahyeon asked with a mischievous little smile.

"Get up"

You bent down and took her by the arm, helping her to stand up, to turn her face against the wall. Gahyeon supported himself with both hands, lowering her upper body and exposing her cute butt ready for you. You lifted her skirt until it was huddled around her waist, revealing her round, perfect ass.

"Look at how wet you are… I bet that pussy must feel pretty good," You said, running two fingers over her slit over her panties.

“Why don't you find out?” Gahyeon glanced at you, biting his own lip.

“Shut your mouth!” You demanded, marking your hand on her right cheek with a strong spank, earning another groan from Gahyeon.

You weren’t going to keep her waiting much longer, you wanted this as much as she did. You lowered the redhead's panties to her ankles, revealing her soaked slit, which ran down her inner thighs.

You lined up with her entrance, rubbing up and down her pussy and wetting the tip of your cock with her fluids.

"I hope you scream fucking loud, everyone’s gonna know I fucked you in this fucking service room." Without further foreplay, you slid slowly into her hot, tight cavern. They both let out a moan of satisfaction.

Without even give her a chance to adjust to your length, as soon as you were buried deep inside her pussy, you began to forcefully pump in and out of her, slamming her butt against your pelvis. Gahyeon's intense moans were soon present in the small service room, music to your ears.

You leaned on his waist with your left hand, while the other traveled down her small body until you reached one of her bouncing breasts and squeezed it between her fingers. Her pussy felt like heaven itself (or hell itself, depending on how it looked), its velvety walls clenched tightly around your cock, giving you an incredible heat that made you feel like you were on the clouds.

"Yes daddy… use me, just like that!" You fuck me so good!"

Gahyeon was taking the ‘’everyone is gonna know I fucked you in this fucking service room’’ part very seriously, but if that's what she wanted, that's what you were going to give her.

You released the redhead's breast, now clinging to her waist with both hands, you would probably leave a mark on her by holding on so hard, but you didn't give a shit, your only goal was to fill her with all your load.

You increased your efforts, frantically pounding her pussy and making her scream out loud. Several beads of sweat fell from your forehead onto Gahyeon's butt, whose back also glowed with a slight sheen of sweat.

"I'm going to cum… I'm going to cum on daddy's cock!" Oh fuck! Fuck! " she moaned the redhead with her last breaths.

You rushed to wrap your arms around hers and put her almost straight in front of you, pressing her sweaty back to you without stopping pumping for a second. It didn't take long for Gahyeon to reach her peak, which came with a high, high-pitched moan, followed by loud spasms that would have caused her to collapse had it not been for you to hold her tightly. The walls around you cock were contracting violently, and her fluids spilled out of both crotches.

You continued to fuck her hard through her orgasm, by the time this had passed, Gahyeon felt like jelly in your arms. Supporting her tired body against the wall, she reacted with a startle.

"Please daddy ... fill me with your cum, I need it inside me, I want to feel it..." Gahyeon pleaded turning her face to meet your eyes.

One of your hands around her torso snaked up her abdomen and her breasts until it ended at her neck, squeezing it with your fingers as you felt close to the end.

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... I'm close," you gasped, giving her one last hard thrust as you exploded inside her, shooting jets of cum straight into her tight walls. "Ahhh, god!" your vision got blurred for a second, feeling your own orgasm take over in the form of intense waves from your body. You reduced the speed of your thrusts with the passage of seconds, until you finally stopped.

Gahyeon groaned in satisfaction next to you, feeling the thick hot liquid flow inside her.

"You came a lot ..." the redhead leaned behind her, planting a sweet, soothing kiss on your lips.

"I'm not going to let you clean yourself. You'll go out there with your panties soaked in my cum." — You said with heavy breathing and sweat running down your face.

"I don't care." Gahyeon hunched his shoulders, grinning mischievously.

When you slowly came out of her, Gahyeon quickly got her panties up, preventing any drop of semen from falling to the ground, and letting it spill onto the black fabric.

"Let's go outside, get dressed," you ordered, before parting of Gahyeon so you could both get dressed.

Gahyeon would spend the rest of the night feeling your sticky cum navigate in her panties. And you would certainly make sure that she swallowed any drop of it that ran down her thighs.

But that wasn't all. A great punishment awaited Gahyeon when he got home, one that you weren't sure he would endure.

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The Best Flavor

Vanilla ice cream. Sweet and subtle and yet still underrated in the aromatic floralness of its essence as it hits your tongue and melts the same way that Jennie does under your robust fingers, a simple ticklish press into her sides, under her ribs. Usually on hot rainy evenings like this, she's on the bed, a nice and soft mattress, but today, she wants to relax on the kitchen floor, bring out a blanket, chill. Her slack lazy posture, that's fine. She's comfortable eating straight out of the container with nothing but white socks and a white shirt on the white blanket underneath her, maybe a bit less comfortable with how you're stealing licks of the cold dessert from her spoon.

"Noona, please, lemme have some. You know that’s the best flavor." You give her your best pouty face, but she flicks the spoon at you, and a dollop of ice cream hits your nose. When you try to lick it off, she grabs your face.

"Of course it is. Dummy." She pulls you until your face takes up her whole sight. The tip of her tongue sticks out, a bit more white. "Ahh."

Take the hint and start with one light tap on her lips, a flick of your tongue. Though the creamy vanilla taste is tasty, you need more, so you suck her tongue. Any gentleness falls to the wayside as you try to devour her in your kiss, like you could get more of the ice cream if you just made out hard enough. By the time the two of you twist and embrace and her hands are around your neck, she’s on the floor, sticky with sweat and melted dessert alike.

Jennie takes a deep breath when you finally let her lips free. Her fingers on your neck, she looks just as ready to take you back in again. But you can’t ignore her bare legs, the ice-cream soft thighs that are only centimeters away from your crotch which strains against your pants. "Fuck. You want some more?"

When you nod your head, of course, Jennie pushes you back then spreads her legs. Once more, she flicks the spoon of ice cream, but this time the cold cream falls on her thighs and bare pussy; it gives her chills, makes her legs shift and shiver. You know what to do, you can hear her say in that smirk and those eyes that look down on you.

Shift down, your lips stay a bit long on her neck so you can hear the groans, but further along, you can feel her nipples firm through the shirt. Once more, you stay longer to savor the nubs, long enough for the mess of ice cream around her crotch to melt. Pulling up the t-shirt, your tongue flits and twirls a couple more times around each breast—she’s had enough of your teasing, so she runs her fingers through your hair to let you know. One long trail of saliva down her tummy, past her belly button. Then after you clean up all the now-liquid dessert from her thighs, a few swipes of the tongue here, a bit of suction there, you find your mouth on the true delicacy. Half-sticky with vanilla cream, half-wet from every light kiss you gave her clit. She moans at a certain spot, a certain roughness of your tongue, a surprise of your mouth between her folds. You repeat the same motions of your lips against her cunt, and every time, her feet dig into your back more, legs wrap tighter, and you focus on keeping that blissful rhythm. Already, she’s shaking.

“Actually, I take it back,” you say when you pause for a breath, for a moment to cherish the savoriness of her essence. “This wetness is the best flavor.”

Glance up, Jennie has her wrist on her mouth. You grab that hand; you want to listen to her every pleasure. You lick and lick, your tongue deeper in her clingy hole. Her finger wanders back to her lips—she always needs something in her mouth, it seems, or else she’d be drooling all over the place. In fact, there’s a puddle of saliva pooling on her cleavage. You take some of it with your hands and add the taste to the mix, your fingers joining your tongue. Push and thrust and flick and suck on her clit and do not relent—she’s almost sobbing in happiness now. You close your eyes and listen until the sung delight reaches a high note. One last tight clasp of her legs around your neck.

“Just like that, just like that, babe. I’m cumming! Mnghh!”

There’s nothing in your head except for Jennie’s thigh embrace, her loud moans, her addicting musk as she explodes and leaks new, more delicious flavors for your mouth to enjoy. You don’t even get a chance to breathe, but why bother with something as useless as air when there’s her perfect throbbing pussy to take in anyway?

Slowly, the tension in her body thaws like ice cream left out for too long; finally you can breathe. Wipe sweat off your brow the same way you wipe Jennie’s fluids from your mouth. “It’s getting so hot. Ugh, don’t wanna go all the way to the thermostat.”

Jennie, still reeling with faint thrumming in her body, relaxes before she flips over on her hands and knees. “I have an idea.” She looks back with a wry grin and paws her way across the kitchen. With a sashay of her ass and thighs, she crawls to the fridge, shows off the pussy you just cum, how ready it is to eat up bigger things than tongues and fingers. When she gets up to open the fridge door, she sighs in pleasure.

“Isn’t this a waste of electricity?”

“Isn’t this a waste of time? Get over here and bend me over right now.”

What Jennie says, goes. It was barely a seduction to have you as her own: it was just one question back then. Now, when she turns her head and nods in approval at the way your length lines up with her slit, there isn’t even time for questions anymore.

Questions like “Don’t you have work tomorrow?”; questions like when to use protection and when it’s a safe day for her; questions like if she’s comfortable with the way you shove her head into the fridge, right next to the celery and lettuce and beer—all of these get pushed to the side, thrown away like her shirt to the corner. You press your cock-tip, and her pussy lips work their way open, plenty slippery enough but still a snug fit for your dick to endure.

“F-fuck, noona. I just want to fuck you all day.”

Jennie growls softly and puts her hands behind her back. “Just fuck me now.”

Once inside and fully enveloped by her loving walls, you take her wrists as requested. No more time for savoring. The chilly air of the refrigerator gives you a newfound verve, and you’re thrusting and ramming into her pussy, one hand to pin her arms on her back, the other to pin her head into the fridge shelf, all to get the best angle and pound her with as much force as possible. Faint echoes of her ass clapping against your crotch. “It’s so... so cold, yet your pussy is so warm.”

Despite the frigidity, more beads of sweat drip down Jennie’s back. “Ngh, ngh, ngh! I’m still—ah, sensitive.” Her breath shivers and shakes; your nerves do the same, pressure swelling. “From your mouth, on me. Still so warm too.”

“I’m already gonna cum, fuck, your pussy, it’s too good.” You push on through anyway, now with bundles of Jennie’s hair in your grip.

“Thank you, thank you, I just want your cum so bad.”

“As bad as ice cream?”

“Even more.”

Give her a few more pistoning cycles, slower and slower surges of your hips’ motion to match the rising heat, bringing you back to the room’s warm temperature. “Then get on your knees.”

She throws her ass back a few more times which almost coaxes your end prematurely, but it’s a signal for you to free yourself from her hold, your cock bright and slick in the low light. Jennie closes the fridge door, kneels, sits on her feet, and leans back against the door. Eyes fluttering, she sticks her lip out when you start jerking off with your cock in front of her face.

“Are you sure you just want to cum on my face?”

“It’d look so pretty, though.”

She smiles, though she shakes her head as well. “Nom.” It’s adorable how her eyes flip up and down, looking at your face, looking at your tip between her lips. “This cum is going dahn mah mow—” Jennie’s cock-slurred words are interrupted by a gag—your brain is interrupted too, like an unexpected hailstorm in the summer, and when you freeze as her throat holds on tight, you release your own buckets of cream. Body melts, you melt, everything melts, you’re liquid and you could fall if not for Jennie’s lips so diligent in milking your dick for every drop that you have. In other situations, you would be the one in control, thrusting into her face to give her the load, but right now, you’re ice. Long breaths and shut eyes aren’t enough to stop the dizzying warmth to push past.

Even as you grow limp, Jennie keeps on sucking. Look down, and she’s as devilish as ever, almost a smirk on her stained lips. She swishes the cum around in her mouth, puffed up cheeks. You back off after the final heat trails off your body. “No—” she swallows down with a gulp “ —this is the best flavor.”

You let her know she did a good job, pat her head, stroke her hair.

“Mmm. You’re such a sweetheart babe, ahh,” she says with her tongue out to show off. As she returns to the blanket to lie back down, you join her. She uses your arm as a pillow, snuggles up to you, and sighs through her panting. “I guess we’re never going to agree on the best flavor.”

You give Jennie a kiss on the forehead, and confused, she tilts her head when you push her off your arm. “But we can agree on turning down the temperature, right?”

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Disgusting. Why did I waste time writing something this fluffy. It’s nothing special, but that’s how it goes sometimes when you write in a BFH.

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Fromis App Part 8: Aural Sex Made Real - Jisun

“Hi oppa!” Jisun bounds up to you, stopping in your path with a hop and a smile.

“Hm? Oh hi Jisun!” you reply back in the cheeriest tone you could muster. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and you were just out walking about in Gangnam, stressed and debating if you should start getting some work done today before the start of the week. Jisun clearly notices this.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, fancy running into you here,” you try to make small talk, but it fails miserably.

“It’s Gangnam, you can literally run into anyone here.” She examines you with a critical eye before making an assessment. “You’re stressed aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I have a ton of work to do this week, not looking forward to it.”

“Oh no! Tell you what, I do ASMR for meditation, it’ll help you relax.”

“Really? ASMR for meditation?”

“Yep, I can’t do this week, but do you want to come over next weekend?” Jisun offers.

“Um sure, I guess that’ll help after next week.”

“Great, I’ll see you then!” She surprises you, pulling you in for a kiss right in the middle of the crowd.

“What happened to the shy Jisun I knew?” you joke and ask as she breaks the kiss.

“Shut up, that was just to help your stress, I’ll see you then!” Jisun blushes and run off, and the rest of your Sunday became much better. Through the week Jisun sends you several ASMR clips, and you find yourself listening to them at night right before you sleep. Your breathing becomes slow and regular, to the rhythm of the soft sounds of rain falling, or fingers running through sand, or strokes of a brush on parchment. You no longer ground your teeth as you slept, and you wake up every morning feeling refreshed - Jisun’s ASMR was really helpful!

The weekend rolls around, and you find yourself at Jisun’s apartment.

“Hey! Were the clips I sent you useful?” she asks as she welcomes you in.

“Yeah, they were great, thanks a lot!”

“Good, I’ll guide this one okay? It’ll be more effective.” She leads you to a small quiet bedroom, inviting you to sit cross-legged on the bed.

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You Can (Not) Study

LOONA HaSeul x Male!Reader

3028 words

“Fucking hell,” [06:01], 30 minutes before you were supposed to get up. Not the first time you’ve been woken up tonight.

It’s that fucking old boiler again, or so your landlord says. It’s never fucking regular though. It also never seems to be at a time when you’re not relaxing, preparing to sleep, queueing up your *ahem* video playlist.

You really can’t buy it though. The noises are different; a bit like wood, really, instead of the obviously all-metal monolith in your apartment’s walls. Almost like it was coming from your upstairs neighbor, or right outside your door.

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Let Temptation Overtake You

A gift to an amazing friend <3

Ningiselle AU - Futanari, Voyeurism/Exhibitionism, Straight-to-Gay, Mutual Masterbation

Being in Aespa was truly one of the best things that ever happened to Giselle. Grinding her way through being an SM trainee, moving to Korea, and the countless hours of practice made all this possible and she would never give it up for the world. But even with all that, she was sure all this success came with one small curse.

SM trainees were all gorgeous, really all idols and trainees were. It was a part of the job to be pretty. Whilst some of the other trainees would gush about their senior boy groups and other actors she never really had much of an interest in those guys. She much rather preferred the other girls around her. There were a couple of other trainees in the factory of a trainee program that was SM who was also gay or bi, both guys and girls of various ages. But as time got closer and closer to debut more and more of them left.

So there she had been, in a conference room with the newly christened Ningning, Karina, and Winter, being told they were the ones who made the final debut cut. Of course, she was ecstatic, all those years had paid off. But when talks of their new dorm situation started a small thought began to creep into her mind. She was, once again, the only gay girl in a group of painfully straight and VERY hot girls.

“Ningning and Giselle will be in one room, Karina and Winter in another-” Giselle’s ears perked up, listening back into the conversation when her name came up. Okay, she could deal with that. Ningning was the maknae of the group and had always been very sweet. Truthfully she was just glad she wasn’t roommates with Karina, seeing that girl in just a bra anymore than she already had would probably kill her.

Ningning was a bit of a mystery to her in terms of how the girl lived. Ningning had always lived in a dorm with the other 2 Chinese trainees, just to make her acclimation to Korea easier. Even when her Korean had improved she still stayed there, unlike Giselle who had moved in Karina and Winter long ago.

The meeting ended with their new managers letting them know their move into the new dorm wouldn’t be till a week before debut, something about construction being done on it. That gave her about 4 months to mentally get ready for this whole thing, she could do that. She could be ready by then.

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The day of the move-in had come far faster than she had been ready for, preparing for debut had blended their days into one big long work session. Sadly, Winter had beat her to the dorms, claiming the larger room for her and Karina. The little brat had simply stuck her tongue out at her when she tried to pull the Unnie card to try to get the room. Karina came in next, settling her own way into their room and unpacking away at it with Winter.

It was a couple of hours before Ningning finally pulled up to their dorm with the manager. By then Giselle had already almost finished unpacking. Truthfully she was almost thankful Ningning was so late, the last thing she had wanted was the poor girl to come in when she had been storing away her toy collection. She had just stashed away the last of her plugs when she heard the door's beeps that signaled it was being opened.

Giselle made her way out into the living room, her side was already set up and it wouldn’t hurt to help Ningning get all her luggage in and unpack. She almost tripped over her own feet, the number of suitcases and boxes that seemed to fill the hall seemed excessive.

“Ninging...why?” She managed to finally ask, the poor girl at least had the decency to look embarrassed.

“I...umm… in the other dorm we had a lot of space so I have a lot of things.” Giselle felt her eye twitch a bit. “But don't worry! Most of it is stuff for the kitchen!”

“I-Okay, let's get this started,” Giselle said with a sigh, dragging the first of the boxes. It took them the better part of the night to finish putting the stuff away, the 4 of them reconvening for light night dinner. They all laid on the “new” furniture that decorated their dorm, takeout boxes scattered between them when Karina cleared her throat.

“Alright since we all officially live together let's get this out of the way. Does anyone have any rules or special things they want to say? We will be together in this place for a few years at a minimum so no hiding things. Let's be honest and comfortable.” Looks were exchanged around the room, no one wanting to go first. Karina sighed before speaking again. “Okay, then I'll go first. I have a massive lipstick collection that you guys can borrow from but if you take it without asking I will kick your ass. I hate the heat so please leave the AC in the summer, and I hate bras and refuse to wear them at home.”

A small muttering between them seemed to all agree that those things were pretty fair. Winter piped in next saying that she took long showers so she wanted to always shower last, and brought up her large snack collection that was off-limits to touch.

“I’ve got no real rules other than don't go rooting around under my bed if you're looking for something in my room. If you do, I'm not responsible for what you may find there.” Ningning and Karina raised an eyebrow while Winter frowned.

“Okay but now I just want to look there, what do you keep down there? Fuzzy handcuffs or something?” The tone she used was sarcastic but quickly turned to shock when Giselle’s response was wiggling her eyebrows.

“I’ve also got metal if that's more toward your taste?” Giselle shot back. Winter flushed red while Karina slapped her hands over Ningning’s ears. “What? She’s my roommate, she will know about the trunk eventually.”

“Excuse me? You have a fucking TRUNK of things?” Winter sputtered out, her mind trying to picture what on earth she would have to need an entire large trunk to keep things in.

“I mean yeah, I can show you it sometimes if you want,” Giselle shot back with a wink. She knew this was pointless flirting since she knew from previous talks all 3 of the others were very much attracted to men and men alone.

“Ummm I only have one big thing” came the quiet shy voice of Ningning, cutting off Karina from scolding the now cackling Giselle. All eyes turned to her, waiting on her to continue.

“I...shit how do I say this...umm” Ninging stuttered out, looking about the same color as a tomato.

“It’s okay, you can tell us anything,” Karina reassured her, trying her best to make Ningning feel at ease.

“Ikindahaveadick,” Ningning muttered at rapid speed, making all of the girls in the room do a double-take. All of them must have looked hilarious, everyone matching wide-eyed and with jaws dropped.

“Excuse me? Can you repeat that?” Karina managed to say after a minute of awkward silence. “I’m not sure we all heard that right.”

“I,” Ningning took a deep breath, “I have a penis instead of a vagina. Don’t worry I’m used to wearing compression shorts at all times, I can even wear them in the dorm and our room if you want me to.” Her eyes drifted toward Giselle at the end of her speech, directing the last bit directly at her.

“Oh...well don’t worry it's okay. We all want to be as comfortable as possible so you don’t have to wear those in the dorm, right Giselle?” Karina put a tad bit of pressure into her tone at the end, leaving little room for argument. Giselle agreed none of them deserved to have to wear something seemingly uncomfortable like that in the dorm but this whole living situation just got turned on its head.

“It’s fine Ning! I’ll be okay. Be as comfortable as you want in our room. It’s your space just as much as it is mine!” Giselle really did have no issue with it. Though she did make a small mental note to go through her doujinshi collection she had brought from back home and throw away all of her futanari ones. The yuri ones she could explain away but the last thing she needed was her roommate to walk in on her reading one of those. The rest of the night was spent moving on past that conversation, discussing what dramas everyone was on so that they didn’t spoil each other or theories about how their debut would go.

The next few weeks flew by just as fast as the previous ones. Every second of their waking days was either for getting ready for their debut or doing events for their debut. The only real thing any of them did at their dorms was slamming face-first into their beds so they could get a couple of hours of shut-eye before waking up to go back to the salon to get ready for the next day of schedules.

The weeks dragged into months and by the time their schedules slowed to a crawl, Giselle felt every inch of her ache and burn. She was sore and exhausted and needed a 2-day long massage. Thankfully everything went great, better than great even. They gained a lot of fans and fast. Black Mamba was a success and the public loved them. Their last schedule was finally over as the 4 of them dragged themselves into the dorm.

Everyone felt the same level of burned out but was also ready to do this for months more if SM would let them. Words were not exchanged as Karina ordered them food, all spread out on the couch or chairs. They had gotten much closer than they ever had been before these past months. Skinship became more natural, conversations and dynamics on shows became easier and flowed as if they had been best friends forever. Their debut couldn’t have gone much better

Giselle's eyes drifted to the door as it rang out, their intercom letting them know the food had been dropped off. Half-assed rock paper scissors between her and Karina ended with her losing. Dragging her lead-like limbs up Giselle shuffled her way to the door, opening it to a variable feast in plastic bags.

“Umm...Unnie did you mess up?” Giselle yelled back into their living room, trying to gather the food for at least a family of 10 up in her arms.

“No, diet time is over lets fucking feast, There's also some Soju in there. Sorry Ningie, you don't get any yet.” A half mumbled resistance was put up by Ningning, mumbling something about how she had gotten drunk before was ignored by the others as they got up to help Giselle lay out the food. Shots were poured into small plastic cups, one half shot for Ningning after some proper whining from the youngest.

“We fucking did it! To a successful debut!” cups crashed into each other before being down and food dug into.

Giselle dragged herself into bed, everything feeling warm and fuzzy. She had stayed up later than the younger two with Karina, the two chatting about some silly topics till they finished off the soju. Ningning was lightweight as it turned out, having a whopping total of 2 shots before she was too sleepy to stay up. Winter wasn't much better, going to bed after half a bottle.

As she flopped down in bed she looked over across the darkroom. Ningning was passed out in a very ungracious position, knocked out cold from exhaustion and booze. Maybe now was her chance to finally get to relax a bit.

Flopping over Giselle reached down and dug around under her bed, it had been weeks since she had gotten off, let alone opened her chest of toys. And she had been around countless gorgeous tight bodies and even her own members changing. Not that they were ever in anything less than their underwear in the changing rooms, it was still hell. She had even caught glimpses of Ninging in those tight as hell compression shorts, the small bulge catching her eye. She tried not to stare in those couple of times, averting her eyes quickly.

Eventually, her fingers grasped what they were looking for, her old faithful, a simple dildo vibrator she had for a couple of years. Her mind was far too hazy from the alcohol and too tired to make anything special of the moment, pulling her shorts down to her ankles letting her free hand rest on her clit. She knew her body well, knowing just how to rub and apply pressure as she rubbed her clit to get herself wet enough for the toy.

Once she felt thoroughly turned on and starting to get a sheen of wetness worked upon her fingertips she flipped the toy on, the room filling with a soft buzz. Any other day she would have been worried about waking up her roommate but the girl probably passed out hard and she was too drunk to care. Lowing the toy to her clit she hummed in satisfaction as the vibrations replaced her fingers. God, she needed this

Giselle dragged the toy up and down along her clit and slit, covering it carefully in a layer of her own juices before she tried to push it in her. It slid in smoothly and without resistance, Gieselle knew exactly what she needed to do to make it work its magic on her just right.

She rocked her hips and wrist in tandem, letting the toy buzz against all the spots it needed to. She wasn’t naturally very vocal thankfully, mostly heavy breathes and grunts slipping out of her. Resting her free hand near her head she brought one finger to her lips, lightly sucking on the end of it and lightly biting down on it. The slight jolt of pain makes every bit of pleasure stand out and feel even sharper.

It had been too long and her orgasm came over her fast and hard, her whole body shuttering around the toy as she rode it out, knowing just when to turn off the toy before it became too much. Grasping it she pulled it out of her, letting out a small noise of disappointment that she has finished so quickly.

Her eyelids felt so heavy and exhausted as her afterglow settled, she tossed her toy aside, it landed with a soft thump on her bedside table. She would deal with that in the morning. For now, her brain yelled at her to finally let it rest and sleep.

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Giselle pulled her eyes open when she heard rustling around from the other side of the bed and a not-so-quiet yelp. Turning her head toward her roommate she saw Ningning staring over her way, one hand clasped her over mouth, eyes wide. It was too early for how animated the girl looked.

“What is a ghost stalking behind my bed or something?” Giselle grumbled out, pulling herself up and stretching, trying to clear the fog that came with her small hangover. Ninging pointed over to her, still not speaking. Giselle resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she followed the girl's finger to her bedside table where her vibrator stood, relaxing mixed in with her bedside lotions and clock.

“Oh thanks, I forgot to put that away last night.” She swooped it up and grabbed a wet cleaning tissue to wipe it down from below her bed. “So, did you sleep well last night? You were out like a rock?”

“I-um. Yeah, I slept well.” Ningning stuttered out after a moment, her eyes locked on the toy in Giselle’s hand. The pregnant pause after her answer clung to the air in the room. Giselle was just focused on cleaning up and putting the toy back where it belonged. Once she popped back up from leaning over the bed she saw Ningning still looking over her way.

“Did you...umm use that in here last night?” There was the question she was waiting for.

“Yeah, you were asleep. Sorry, if you want I can wait till you're out next time. It's just been too damn long.” The question was more of a formality. Once Ningning was asleep at night, if she was horny she would get off, permission be damned. The younger girl’s blush deepened a bit as she shook her head.

“No, you can use it when you need to. I can leave the room too if you give me some heads up.” Wow, Giselle was shocked by that answer. She half expected the younger girl to be a prude about this stuff.

“Why would I ask you to leave, maybe I like an audience.” Ningning immediately threw a pillow that hit Giselle straight in the face, cutting off her laughter at the look on Ningning’s face.

“Gross! You know I don’t swing that way. Please don’t do it when I’m awake and in here.” Ningning stuck her tongue out as if she had tasted a fowl food, shaking her head. It really was a shame that she had no interest in other girls, she would love to get a feel for the cute Chinese member.

“I’m just joking, and the same goes for you. Anytime you feel the need to jerk it or whatever just lemme know and I can head out.” A quirked eyebrow was all she got in response causing Giselle to do a double-take. “Wait wait wait, you do get off right?” The head shake she got in response made her jaw drop.

“You’re kidding me, right? Never?” Another negative head shake. “Holy fuck, well take this.” Giselle reached below her bed, grasping one of her multiple bottles of lube, and threw it at the other girl who caught it before realizing what it was and dropping it like it was made of hot iron.

“Why would I need that!” Ningning screeched, trying to wipe her hands off to get the imaginary cooties or whatever off. Giselle just rolled her eyes at how silly she was being.

“Well if you ever want to beat your meat or whatever you’ll need some lube. And don't worry, it's unopened and untouched. I ordered a multi-pack last time I was shopping and that's unopened and untouched.

“And if you give it back to me or I find it under my bed I will open it and put it on you myself, I swear to god. Just keep it.” Giselle cut off the reply that Ninging was formulating before she could even get it out. The cute grumble that Ningning gave out before she put it in a drawer of her nightstand was all the victory Giselle needed.

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It had been a couple of weeks of having free time outside of normal practices and evens and life was nice and smooth. Giselle was splayed out on her bed, enjoying the hum of one of her favorite wand toys as it worked its magic on her, happily buzzing its way through her 2nd orgasm of that little session. Her deep unfiltered moans rang out through the room. She had the whole dorm to herself for the day and was taking as much advantage of it as she could.

Finally, after her legs stopped shaking she hit the small power switch and let the toy wind down, falling out of her hand ungracefully onto the bed. Her throat was parched from all her fun the past hour or so of edging and fun and she needed water. Walking on wobbly limbs to get some she made her way back into the room, looking over to Ningning’s bed.

She could only think back to their previous talk about Ninging’s lack of personal time habits and she was still in disbelief. After that day she no longer hid her toys much, often leaving them out on her bedside table after she was done with them or leaving them in her sheets. Ninging would give them the odd glance at the occasion but otherwise said nothing. The eye’s locking onto the drawer where Ningning had stashed away the lube she was curious about. Crawling over the bed she pulled the drawer open and grabbed the bottle.

“Well, I’ll be damned” She whistled a small sound of shock. If she didn’t know where to look it wouldn't be obvious but she had been using that brand of lube for years and knew exactly how much a new unused bottle had. And this had a small but noticeable bit missing. It was tempting to take a picture and tease the girl but that seemed like it would probably just scare the girl back into celibacy. Though it did give her a terrible and dirty idea.

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“Okay now, you're just fucking with me,” Ningning said as she walked back into their room, closing the door behind her with her hair up in a towel. They all had just gotten back from a grueling 6-hour practice session and were taking turns showering.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Giselle poured the faux innocents into her voice, batting her eyes unabashedly at Ningning as she gathered up her own stuff for her turn in the shower.

“You know what I’m talking about!” Ningning said with a huff. “I’m okay with you putting your toys or whatever on the bedside after you finish at night or whenever but now you're just putting them there for fun.” Giselle looked over to the nightstand and at the toy at hand. It was a small, at least for her, steel and ruby red heart-shaped gem butt plug. Funny enough, now that she thought about it, it was the exact same color as Ningning's freshly dyed bright red hair.

“What do you mean just for fun?” Giselle played up the innocence as much as she could, wanting the more innocent girl to explain what was wrong with the situation.

“Ughhhh, I know what kind of toy that is! I’m not dumb. There's no way you just used that while I was in the shower!” She huffed and crossed her arms over her towel, accidentally outlining her chest very well.

“Oh well you're right, I didn’t just use it. It’s there because to air-dry since I cleaned it while you were in the shower. After extended usage, I try to clean it well and let it dry all the way.” Giselle watched as the gears turned in Ningning’s head, her eyes slowly growing wide as the realization hit her.

“I know you’ve got different parts down there, but if you ever wanted something for your butt, I'll leave this here too. It’s practically brand new, I cleaned it so well.” Giselle wiggled it between her fingers for a moment before putting it back down and heading out the door for her shower. She could feel Ningning’s eyes on her back all the way out of the door as she walked away.

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The plug stayed in its spot on her bedside table never moving, but that didn’t mean she had not caught Ningning eye it up on occasion. As the days passed, so did Giselle’s confidence and brazen actions. She began to touch her chest when she got off above the covers line. Some nights as the heat continued to ramp up pushing the covers farther and farther down. She had not even realized how bad it could be till she was happily pumping her fingers away in herself and looked over.

Ningning was thankfully still asleep in her own bed but if she looked over she would see Giselle's practically nude form above the sheets. She had discarded her top and shorts in the heat and touching herself only made her feel hotter. And if she was telling the truth, the idea of being watched turned her on even more.

It would be brave. It would be dumb. But god damn it, her body wasn’t shivering at the idea of it alone. Giselle scrambled to the edge of her bed and searched under it, looking for 2 objects. Eventually, her hand grasped them, a small but heavy piece of weighted plastic and a thick and long suction cup dildo.

Giselle quickly flattened her sheets out, putting down the plastic weight and sticking the suction cup to it. It stood straight up and proud in the center of her bed. Truthfully she had never used any of her more actual dick-like toys, feeling it was crossing a barrier if she left it out. But her horny brain overrides any rational thought as she got onto her knees and lined herself up over the toy.

She briefly thought about the potential consequences of this plan before deciding “fuck it”. Using one hand to hold the toy in place she slowly sank down, letting her lips spread and engulf the toy. A small gasp fluttered out from her lips, upheld back.

“Mmmmmm” slipped out as she slowly sank down on the fake cock, feeling it fill her up way deeper than her fingers had been. She did nothing to hold back the noise. Unless she tried to get loud there was no chance Winter or Karina would hear, but Ningning, well that was the goal.

As she felt the toy bottom out in her she shuttered. It had been so long since she had a toy that big in her and judging but the little glimpses she had of the tent made by Ningning's morning wood, this probably wouldn’t be too far off size-wise.

Giselle rested a moment, the dildo in her spreading her so wonderfully. She was lucky she didn’t even need the lube tonight, her eyes locked onto Ningning's form. She was wet, almost absurdly so compared to normal. If she looked down she could barely make out the drops of her own wetness already collecting on the plastic weight.

Finally, she pulled herself up a couple of inches before letting herself drop back down, grunting in pleasure. She began to set a rhythm, bouncing on the toy in small motions. She had not ridden a toy, let alone a strap in months so it took some getting used to again, her thighs and calves burning. But as she fucked herself on the toy she began to notice some stirring across the room. Finally!

Giselle watched as Ningning stirred slightly, before freezing in place, not moving an inch. She purposely avoided looking at her eyes, she wanted to give at least a bit of the illusion that she wasn’t aware that Ningning was awake. Sadly this gave her no idea if Ningning was watching her or not, but even just the potential made her burn with need.

“Ah, fuck….fuck me” Small words and bits slipped from her between moans and grunts, filling the room with profanity along with the wet sounds that came as she bounced on the toy. Giselle adjusted, spreading her legs a bit more. If Ningning was watching then she would have an unfiltered view of the cock disappearing into her as she gripped it tightly. Taking advantage of her hands she let two fingers rub away at her clit while the other rested against her collar bone, just below her neck.

Straining her eyes she saw something that piqued her interest. While she couldn’t see if Ningning’s eyes were on here it was very obvious some part of Ningsnin was paying attention. Ningning’s sheets were strained upward, an obvious tenting in her sheets. The thin sheets did very little to hide the obvious erection and Ningning couldn’t push it down or under her waistband without being obvious.

Knowing that her captive audience was enjoying the show was having a profound effect on her. Doubly so since Ningning was self-proclaimed as someone who was not at all into girls, something she had proclaimed when a drunk Karina one time spoke about a fling she had had with the youngest Red Velvet member. It was time to finish this off. Both her plan and herself.

“Oh fuck me...Ningningie, your cock is so fucking good.” There was no reaction from Ningning but the volume she had said it at was unignorable. The pure debauchery of what she was doing was the final straw, her body dropping down as she came, filling herself up all the way with the toy. She came hard, her body squeezing the fake dick tightly as her hand grasped her own throat, squeezing just ever so slightly to heighten her own orgasm.

She rode the high for what felt like hours before sliding off the toy. Her whole body felt slack and exhausted, the orgasm sapping her strength. Fuck it, Ningning already knew about the toy, she would just have to move it tomorrow. Until then they could both deal with a dildo standing tall and proud in the center of Giselle's bed. She at least pulled a cover over it and herself, falling asleep quickly after.

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Giselle felt herself awaken the next morning, the early sun still filtering through her windows. Internally she wanted to groan, she was never a morning person. In fact, the fact she could still see the sun shining directly in through her window meant she was up far earlier than she normally would be. Her legs felt sore from last night's fun and she was already dreading lifting the slightly heavy toy off her bed and putting it back down below after she cleaned it.

Her bed was far too warm too, sitting up would mean she would have to pull new clothes from the pile next to her bed unless she wanted to give Ningning an eyeful. Though, after last night that might not be doing anything new. Speaking off it was about the time Ningning usually awoke she guessed, letting her eyes drift over there.

The second she did, she regretted not having done it sooner. There Ningning sat in her bed, sheets pushed aside to expose her bare lower half. There she sat facing her laptop with headphones plugged in, porn playing on the screen. But what drew her eyes the most was the hand wrapped around Ningning's rock-solid morning word and slowly jerking off. She stared wide-eyed at the display in disbelief. The poor girl's hand moved in slow, still unsteady motions. It was obvious this wasn’t the first time she had gotten herself off but not nearly the smooth experienced actions that would have been normal of someone her age. Even worse, it was such slow painstaking motions.

Giselle probably guessed Ningning took her time going so slow as not to wake her up. As she listened she could make out the soft wet squelches of lubed-up skin as she moved. Giselle guessed if she went full speed the sound would probably have woken her up. And unlike Giselle’s show, this little viewing was obviously not something the other was intended to see. Not that didn’t stop her from trying her best to engrave every detail into her own mind.

Her body didn’t care if she just had one of the strongest orgasms she had in months last night, it needed another asap. Even more, though, she needed to get up close and physical with the excellent-looking cock that was disproportionately large on Ningning's form. Sliding out of her sheets, Giselle stood up. She slinked over to Ningning, who happened to have her back half turned away from Giselle as she was so focused on the, sadly very straight, porn that played on Ningning’s laptop and into her earphones.

As Giselle stood behind Ningning she briefly considered how insane these next actions would be. But she was horny as hell and damned if she wasn’t getting her way here. In an instant she jumped up, landing behind Ningning, and wrapped her arms around Ningning’s abs, resting her head on the youngest shoulder.

“So, this is what you get up to while I’m asleep.” Her speaking tone was casual and at full volume, easily caring over Ningning’s headphones. To her credit, Ningning didn't scream, but she did slam her laptop closed and whipped her head around to meet Giselle’s.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ningning hissed out before her embarrassment caught up with her and she tried to cover herself, using her small hands to try to cover her cock. It was a laughable effort though, the dick was larger than her two little hands could even begin to obscure.

“Oh don’t mind me, I really do enjoy a good show.” Her voice was barely an audible purr that sent a shiver down Ningning's spine that Giselle could feel against her bare chest that pressed against Ningning's back. Giselle reached over Ningning and opened her laptop back up, minimizing the porn that played on the screen and typing into the search engine. Ningning was too frozen in shock to even fight the older girl's actions, even as she pulled up some girl-on-girl porn and played it full screen.

“Now that's better, now get back to it. I was loving seeing you work yourself.” Ningning was slack-jawed. This couldn’t be real. She must have fallen asleep while jerking off and this was some fever dream. That idea was shattered when Giselle nibbled on her ear, biting down lightly.

“Oh come now, do I need to show you how to jerk yourself off too?” Giselle’s hand wrapped around Ningning's smaller one and positioned itself on the outside of her lube-covered cock. She couldn’t help but whimper at how small her hand felt trapped between her own dick and Giselle’s large palms.

“See you just move it like this. Even I know how to work a big tasty looking cock like this.” Ningning's hand was dragged up and down, squeezing and rubbing herself, alongside the overlap of Giselle’s fingers.

“Why-fuck-did you put on this, you know I don’t-oh shit- like girls.” Giselle almost rolled her eyes out of her head at that. Really? That was her concern right now?

“Really? The amount of cum leaking from your tip right now doesn’t tell me that at all? Besides,” Giselle released Ningning’s hand and suddenly the girl’s cock flopped against her own chest. “If you really don’t like it or this I can just stop.” The immediate whine she got told her all she needed to know.

“Please don’t….” The words came out of Ningning’s mouth before she could even stop them.

“Oh? Do you want my hands back? Where do you want them? What do you want them to do?” Ningning couldn’t see the Cheshire grin on Giselle’s face but she could hear it in her tone.

“On..on my penis please...please jerk me off…” That was all she needed to hear, her fingers reaching forward to grasp it again, rolling the skin between her fingers. Giselle wasted no time with anymore teasing, she had been dreaming of this moment for a while now. She pumped away at Ningning's cock, not caring how loud the wet lube sounds were.

“I need something too.” Giselle breathed hotly into Ningning's ear, pulling one of Ningning’s arms behind Ningning’s back and grinding against the fingers that were laid out on the bed. Ningning seemed to understand what she wanted, curling her fingers up to give her something to grind and rub on. As much as Giselle wanted to ride Ningning’s fingers, or better yet face or cock, she would have to settle for these mutual hand motions. She was scared that if she tried to change positions Ningning might change her mind.

Ningning was quickly bucking into Giselle’s hand, not used to anyone's hand other than her own inexperienced ones. Giselle could tell the Chinese girl wouldn’t last long at all, which was fine. She was still sensitive from last night and just the thrill of this was making her orgasm rush her light a raging bull.

A slight sound caught Giselle’s ears, something Ningning would never hear over her headphones. She peaked her head back, right in time to catch the eyes of someone in the cracked open doorway. There they made eye connect for a minute before the door slowly slid closed. The eyeshadow and glimpse of white hair made it quite obvious who their little voyeur but that would be for another day. Right now she was focused on Ninging’s ever-increasing whimpers into and rolling of her hips.

“That's right baby girl, cum all over my hand. You know you’ve been wanting to. Just let out that milky cum and Unnie will clean it all up for you.” It was like permission was all Ningning needed, almost as soon as Giselle’s words finished she bucked up, shooting a couple of strings of cum onto Ningning’s chests and lap with the rest dribbling down onto Giselle’s fingers. She let Ningning go, bringing the sticky hands to her own lips over Ningning’s shoulder and brought them into her mouth.

As she closed her lips around the warm cum covered fingers she felt herself cum, moaning around her hand as she tried to lick the fingers clean while riding Ningning’s fingers. She could feel Ningning panting and recovering against her chest while she came, probably ruining Ningning’s sheets. Ningning’s fingers were awkward but felt so nice against her clit that she couldn’t have cared if it was the most awkward position on earth, to her it was heaven.

Giselle finally laid back, her afterglow making her feel warm and sleepy again.

“Hey, Ning..”

“Yeah?”

“There’s no way this is just going to be a one-time thing. That felt too fucking good.”

“I...I think I’m okay with that.”

[bend4]

Skate.

genre: a tonful of smut (first 5k word fic), not-so-soft dom! reader, virgin sub! hyejoo.

♪: “In a room full of dimes, you would be a hundred dollars.”

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The atmosphere was peaceful—not a sound filled the room beside the faint breathing of both you and Hyejoo. She was reading something on her phone, with you resting underneath her arm below her jaw. Who was this beautiful wolflike woman to you exactly? On workdays, she was your snappy manager at Danbam, over-the-top at times but diligent always. But on weekends, breaks, holidays, she was someone you cherished. Did you have a crush on her? Maybe, just maybe. She was nowhere near as bratty as the owner of your bar, nor as cold as your ex. And most of all, she was not that desperate to get into your pants. Even with the many times you had "couple" dates that could've led to more—a tender touch on her side that could've been lower, a chaste kiss on your cheek that could've been less so—you wouldn’t want to budge further than that unless the right opportunity and consent came. Right now, she was simply an appreciative friend of yours and a very hot one at that.

You have been cuddling up with her on the couch for the last few hours, enjoying the warm feeling of each other’s company, as you usually did when you found time to spend with each other. Nowadays, this was rare, and the only times you truly got to enjoy each other’s company was when Hye’s schedule was completely free and the rest of the employees had all gone out for the night wherein Haseul paid for the food. Luckily, it was a two-week rest for the crew. You got here quite a while ago after your, er, encounter with Haseul. The rest decided to go clubbing tonight while Hyejoo called up for you to tag along for some beer & soju and stay at her apartment, for which you were incredibly grateful.

“Psst. Yah, Hwang Kyungwan.” Breaking the comfortable silence among the room, you looked up at her with an innocent yet curious expression. In your mind, you almost said Pikachu in a childish tone in front of her. “Goddamnit, stop making such a cute face!”

For a moment, she glanced away from your gaze as a blush on her face flowed. She tried to look back on her phone, to hold back her whines at your overflowing fluffiness. You couldn’t help but chuckle. Hyejoo reached down to fiddle with your locks, nervous to ask what had been invading her mind for the past while. “What’s been bothering you, hmm? You usually aren’t that nervous when we have a drink together.”

“Uhm, I dunno if this is rude to you or what, but… have you ever eaten a girl out before?” You nearly choked on spit at the question. Yes, you two had engaged in intimate activities before, but you had never gone as far as to touch each other in ways that required you to undress. Despite her knowledge of what had happened between you and Winter, she tried to play dumb regarding similar topics. To even initiate conversation that involved sex was unheard of from Hye. Those words had shocked your not-so-clean self, to say the least.

“Uh, yeah. I guess I have.” You chuckled awkwardly at the question, reaching your free arm behind to scratch the back of your head.

“You guess?” Hyejoo replied. You had no idea where she had gotten the confidence to ask such a sexual question in the first place; she’s a virgin for fuck’s sake. But you figured now that she had started, there was no going back.

“I mean, yeah. I have. Why do you ask?” Although you and she were laying so close to each other on the couch, you could still physically feel the tension in the room, how the atmosphere had grown awkward within seconds. “I’m just…curious, you could say? You never really talk about your sex life, and I know that you’ve had a partner in the past, so…”

You nodded vaguely, unsure of how to respond otherwise. The last thing you wanted to do was make her uncomfortable, and considering this was the first time she had discussed, at least brought, the topic of sex, she felt as though she had to be careful with anything. Your thoughts were cut short when she spoke up again.

“Are you…are you like, good at it?” She tried to smile it off to the side upon utter silence between the both of you. She didn’t want to make you uncomfortable at all, but at this point in the conversation, you were beginning to understand where Hyejoo was trying to go with the topic: she wanted to pop her cherry.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Oh my god, no!” She jolted up from her lap, now seated facing towards you. There you were, looking back at Hyejoo with a smug grin on your face. “I-I mean… I was curious, but not because I wanted you to do it to me or anything…” she trailed off as you chuckled afterward.

“Noona. You wouldn’t lie to me, right?” You did your best to tease her with a surprising drop in tone as you tilted your head to the side, an annoying smirk painted on you, spreading further across your face. She shook her head, and when she tried to hide her blush behind her sweater paws, you teased her once more. “Then tell me why you asked such a naughty question just now?”

Hyejoo felt her cheeks heating up at the way you called her “noona”. She had never let you call her that before because it was never needed between you two; she was the same age as you. You usually only referred to her playfully with either her fancy English name Olivia or a casual “baby” here and there. This honorific, however, caused her head to spin at the way your voice suddenly dropped.

“I just wanted to know what it feels like.” She couldn’t look you in the eye as she forced herself to tell the truth. “To, you know, be eaten out.”

“There we go, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” you said. “So, tell me Noona. Would you like me to show you?”

Taking a deep breath in, she gave some thought to what was about to happen. She was a virgin hoping to satisfy the need that has been suppressed for so long. Though there were many chances either of you could have taken, from pecks to snuggles, she was too awkward to even let you make out with her for a very long time. But she had to make a choice, she wanted to do it. Needed to. And momentarily, she finally found the courage to look at you in the eyes as she spoke up. “Could you, please?”

You grinned. “Of course, I can. You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that, love.” Immediately, you rose from being seated on the couch, now standing directly in front of her. “Now, be a good girl for me and lay on your back, okay?” Your voice was gentle as you spoke.

Hyejoo looked back up at you, nodding her head before shifting backward to do as instructed.

“Don’t worry, okay? I know this is your first so I’ll take care of you, just like you always do when we’re on the job…manager-nim.”

Once you had laid Hyejoo back down on the couch, you lifted your t-shirt above your head then tossed it to the side of the room. You leaned down to place yourself in between her luscious milky thighs, snuggled forward, and brought your lips towards her recognizable and iconic ones to initiate a fiery and passionate make-out session.

This, she was familiar with. She knew this feeling, had it engraved in her memory from the moment your lips had first touched hers during a “supposedly friendly” second date. Hyejoo could never forget the initial tingle that kissing you had given her—it was euphoric, the only way her clouded mind could describe it.

She was reliving that exact feeling now; this time, however, there was an added feeling of anxiousness which intensified once Hyejoo felt you reach down to tug her leg up towards the chest, a subtle way for you to tell what was about to come next. You pulled away from her lips for a moment.

“Noona, move your hips up for me so I can take these off, yeah?” While slipping your pointer and middle finger into the waistband of her shorts, she did as asked, shifting her hips up enough for you to slowly tug her shorts off and drop them to the floor. Leaning back slightly, you moved your other free hand to trail your fingers along the sides of her bright mint-choco-colored panties, running and fiddling them over her hips before you stopped at her dripping core.

“Such a pretty and tight little pussy,” you whispered as your eyes followed your fingers trace over the top of Hyejoo’s underwear. She could feel herself becoming wetter at the tingly sensation, obviously something new to her. When your fingers stopped directly above her heating cunt, you glanced to take in the expression on her face.

“Do you like it when I touch you there, cub?” Hyejoo gasped softly as your finger pressed ever so slightly against her aching core, a bit taken aback with such a pet name, and you smirked upon seeing her reaction. “This is gonna be fun.”

You took your finger off of her damp pussy before laying down on your stomach just below her hips. It was enough for Hyejoo to feel your breathing on her skin. You repositioned your finger, this time hooking it inside of her panties and pulling them towards you before letting it snap back against her core. You could see how the light sting sparked throughout her body, the intensity of her throbbing cunt mixed with the hot atmosphere causing Hye to react so heavily. It gained a giggle out of you and made you place a kiss on her still clothed pussy. “Sensitive, huh?”

Hyejoo nodded as she shifted her body up to rest her weight and watched your every move. You hooked your finger into her panties once more to move them to the side but just when she thought you were about to finally give what she was longing for, you glanced at her.

“Don’t hold back, baby girl. I wanna hear every sound coming from those pretty lips of yours.” With that, you finally stuck your tongue out. As you made contact with her pussy, Hyejoo let out a subtle gasp. No matter how she imagined the feeling before, nothing had compared to the real thing, and without thinking, she let out a moan.

You hummed against her plump and needing pussy; she quickly brought her hand down to grip onto your hair. This encouraged you to go deeper between harsh strips with your tongue up along her core. Wanting to pay extra attention to where she was most sensitive, you made sure to swirl circles around her clit with every other swipe of the tongue.

Hyejoo’s breathing became unsteady, erratic as the movements of your tongue and lips became sloppier. You ran your hands across her luscious hips, bringing one of her legs up to rest your palm on her thigh. This allowed your tongue to slip deeper into her core—you could even feel her pussy clenching on your tongue.

“God, Kyungie. Right there!” she whined, her shyness having diminished completely from the feeling of your tongue took over her craving virgin body. Your tongue slipped away from her pussy, allowing you to speak.

“Keep calling me that, is that okay? My dearest Hyegi?” you asked softly. Although she felt slightly shy and hesitant to obey whatever request it was, her mind still seemed to allow the words to fall from her lips before she could stop herself.

“Daddy Kyungie, I need your tongue back on me again! Pleaseeeee, I need it so bad!” she pleaded out loud.

Once your tongue resumed contact with her pussy, her head rocked back, then using your lips, you sucked harshly on her clit.

“Oh, fuck daddy, nnmh!” she moaned. Her mind couldn’t believe the words that were coming from her mouth. Here she was, getting her cunt not only touched but eaten for the first time in all her years living. Her hips jolted up towards your face, sensitive to being touched so intimately by someone as loving as you were.

“That’s it. Not so shy anymore, hm?” you moaned back against her pussy with a smile. She shook her head in response, too immersed in the feeling to care how desperate she sounded.

Hyejoo looked angelic; she always was and always will be. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the sight laid out before you. Her eyes were shut and her back arched ever so slightly towards the ceiling. Her hand maintained its grip on your hair while she couldn’t keep her head from rolling back. She was savoring every little thing she possibly could from this moment, from the way your tongue occasionally slipped into her dripping pussy, to the little moans that escaped your lips every time she rolled her hips against your face.

“Daddy, please don’t stop,” she whined once she felt your lips on her clit, sucking harshly once again. She rocked her hips against your face, causing her to roll her eyes. You were fucking enjoying this—no, loving it even!

You braced yourself by gripping onto her thighs with one hand as you brought the other up to slip the ring and middle finger into her wet cunt. She gasped loudly, the intensity of both lips on her clit and your fingers in her almost too much for Hyejoo to handle—your mouth and fingers had her completely dumb. After the many times she blocked herself and built so much pent-up sexual need and tension, she did the only thing her mind could tell herself to do: wrap her free leg around your head to grind her cunt against your face, approaching desperately close to her high.

“Ah, I think I’m gonna cum, fuck!” Within a second, you hummed as your fingers sped up inside of her tight pussy, eager to make her cum all over your face. You so desperately wanted to be the first one to make her cum, so hard that she would be seeing stars; the only one who could make Hyejoo this wet; the only one who knew how to properly satisfy her tight little pussy; the only one you’d let call you by your first name—Hyejoo belongs to Kyungwan. At this moment, you realized how she was maybe something more to you. You felt your head turn into mush knowing she was seconds away from achieving an award—making her climax. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum—”

“Cum for me then, noona. Cum for daddy,” you replied, moaning into her pussy and fucking your fingers into her at a rough pace.

Her voice broke as she felt an intense wave of pleasure crash over, one she never could’ve imagined before today. She almost took pity on you with how hard she was gripping your bundle of hair, but there was no way in hell she would even attempt to hold back now. The shock that erupted her body seemed to wipe her mind away from any coherent thoughts or sounds; she couldn’t even understand the sounds coming from her mouth and yours. All her mind could comprehend was the occasional “fuck”, followed by a strained moan falling from her lips.

You sighed while glancing towards her face, then approached her bit by bit to close the gap between you. And your mind could only say one thing at that moment.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, love.”

“Love…?” You saw the subtle way her eyes seemed to widen and features perk up. Although her expression showed she understood exactly what you meant, Hyejoo still chose to question you further.

“I know what we’re doing seems a bit fast-paced, but would you like to be my girlfriend?” you said as you were trying to catch every breath and not look stupid in front of her. “I miss having someone by my side, Hyejoo. I’ve been so stressed lately. I never have any time to wind down. I always need to keep making excuses to Haseul whenever she tries to make me fall onto her stupidly seductive attitude. It’s always about fucking a brat like her and never about having fluffy fun anymore. I love sex as much as anyone might, but fuck, sometimes I wish I just had someone to wake up to with… like you.”

She listened attentively to your rant. Although that you two were in the middle of an almost good fuck, it made sense to her.

“All I want and hope is that you—”

Hyejoo, with no hesitation, got up from her spot and jumped over on you, pressing her lips onto yours in the process. Your breath halted as you felt an extravagant event unfold: you melted unto her kiss. It was official, after so many unofficial dates and this moment of oral fucking, she was now your girlfriend.

She looked back down before beginning to undo your sweatpants, revealing your boxers that were doing nothing to hide your raging erection. Upon lightly touching your crotch and the pre-cum leaking from the tip, she knew how you were already trying to hold back from having an orgasm. Hyejoo placed her hand on your boxers to tease you more. She could feel you getting needy with every touch, short breaths wordlessly letting her know that you were too eager to go further. Though she might be a virgin, she wasn’t innocent enough to overlook how much you wanted her.

Hyejoo dropped her head down to lick a soft strip across your boxers, causing you to gasp at the light touch of her tongue. Hyejoo proceeded to leave a few more licks before she finally reached up to slightly tug your boxers down. Placing her lips on the lower part of your stomach, she started to leave feathery kisses on your hot skin while she continued slowly tugging your boxers further and further down.

Your breathing lightly picked up as you allowed yourself to become relaxed at the situation. Your eyes never left hers, even when she had pulled your boxers completely down to reveal your twitching length. She smiled as she left kisses around your base with her tongue just faintly tapping the skin.

“Fuck! Hye baby, please fucking touch me—” She cut you off once she licked a trail up your base to the top before she took you in her mouth and sucked softly on your tip.

Your moans encouraged the soft cub turned beastly wolf to keep going; this time she took your cock all the way into her mouth until she felt the tip hitting the back of her throat which kicked in her gag reflex. Who would’ve thought that your manager that was so prim and proper would be here, without a single worry sucking your needy dick? You placed your hand on top of her head, then gently grabbed her hair to urge her to deepthroat you again.

“Noona, you’re so fucking good at taking me all the way! I don’t want you to stop!” She did as said, this time letting your cock hit the back of the throat repeatedly while reaching above to grip onto your hand to silently tell you to push her even further. You took the hint, took her long locks by the hands, and started to control the movements of Hyejoo’s head.

With a sigh, your head fell back against the wall, relaxed at the warmth of her small mouth stroking and wetting your cock. It was heaven—it felt like nothing mattered at that moment besides this. Who would’ve guessed that this woman of yours would be so damn good at sucking dick? Not you, that’s for sure.

When she hummed against your cock, your hips jerked up. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that Son Hyejoo!”

Of course, this prompted her to hum once again.

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” You couldn’t take the feeling anymore. Pulling her off of you, tugging her hair up towards your face, you placed a sloppy kiss on her lips. She moaned into the kiss as she grabbed your waist.

You parted your lips before you hastily pushed her forward to let her lay down on her back then after you climbed on top of Hyejoo, you brought your lips to hers once again. Watching her succulent triangle mouth and lips slide up and down on your cock had you yearning for more; you needed her at this moment. She placed a hand on your chest. You hesitantly pulled away, searching her eyes for any ounce of discomfort.

“Shit, I didn’t expect this to be so fun!” she said between slow pants, gazing into your eyes. So she just needed to catch a breath. You smiled before bringing your lips to her ear, leaving wet kisses on the sensitive flesh. You lifted your head up away from hers so that you could look into her deep brown irises, filled with lustful need. The both of you gazed at each other as if it were a staring contest, obviously needing a signal before either of you would allow yourselves to go further

When she nodded, you positioned your cock onto her and eased into Hyejoo’s tender cunt. As eager as you were to fuck Hyejoo, you wanted to savor every moment of her first time with you. You wanted to feel the way her pussy clenched around you instantly, to the way her body jerked up sharply at the stretch from your cock. You drank in every one of her reactions—her parted lips, her eyes which were now squeezed shut, her rising chest—everything. If each of you were in a room full of dimes, Hyejoo would be worth more than a fucking hundred dollars.

Your hands went straight towards her well-endowed chest to grope them, as you played with her perky nipples while you let her adjust to your size. After a brief moment, she tapped on your shoulder: you could start moving now. You brought your hips up before slowly pushing them back down, releasing a pleasurable sigh from you both.

“Oh fuck Kyungie, you’re so big! And the way you touch my tits, holy fuck!” That seemed to fuel your ego, and you quickly snapped your hips once more into her pussy that sucked and needed you like a malfunctioning vacuum cleaner as her hand gripped onto your thighs.

Gradually, your hips picked up their pace as your thrusts became rougher. You had begun to hear the faint sound of skin on skin in the air, mixed with the sound of Hyejoo’s faint and breathy moans. Your moans matched her personality well, both gentle and light, and you felt your heart tingle with every sound that fell from her lips.

“Yeah baby, just like that. God, don’t stop!” When Hyejoo had originally called you over late at night to get wasted, she had no intentions of doing anything. And yet as soon as she witnessed you walk through the door, way before she even asked such a lewd question, her mind became void of anything even remotely innocent. She cursed herself for even having these thoughts. You were only friends, and it would be wrong to engage in such acts. Right? Not anymore. She couldn’t shake the mental image of seeing you cum inside her, the idea of having herself ride such a packing dick, her own face contorted into pleasure, a mess of herself on top of you. She knew she equally wanted you all to herself.

Despite these thoughts, she had managed to keep her composure throughout the night. That is, up until the moment she decided to finally ask that damned question. Within an instant, horniness got the best of you and her. From the moment you had placed your lips on your cunt, she became addicted to the way you felt, smelled like, tasted like. And with every dark moan that came from your lips, Hyejoo’s mind was growing dizzier and dizzier. But before things went even further, you suddenly pulled away.

“I need to know that you want this just as badly as I do,” you whispered as you stared at her with sincerity. She then quickly nodded before she pulled you back, this time connecting your lips in a passionate and desperate kiss.

Hyejoo was in complete awe of the image in front of her. You were on top fucking her, her eyes slightly rolled back and your lips parted as she rode so needily. As per request from those lewd eyes, you reached your hands forward, pulled away from the sloppy kiss, then took a bounty feast on her grand tits with nipples so hard and in need of a sucking. She moaned in response, loving the treatment you were giving her.

“Yeah, you like that baby? You like being treated like an absolute whore for me?” You chuckled when she nodded. The pleasurable pain you were giving only got her off more. You were truly driving her insane, and she couldn’t get enough of you. Your grip on her hips tightened until she was held in place as you thrust even deeper into her. Hye to whine loudly, feeling your high approaching.

“Kyungwan, I’m close!” she warned. With the final thrusts of your hips, her body began to shake, and she could no longer hold herself up. Instinctively, she jerked her hips further in an attempt to move close to you, the pleasure too much for her to handle.

Without another word, you pulled out as you started to jerk yourself off with the intention of exploding all over her delicious breasts. Hyejoo loudly whined at the emptiness of her deprived orifice. You became anxious as to why, but you soon found out the very reason, and boy, did it excite you.

“Hwang fucking Kyungwan, put your cock back in! Cum in me, I’m safe you son of a bitch!”

You shifted your body down back to her cunt, and as you entered back in, she couldn’t help nor care less about the loud noises she was making. She wrapped her arms around your waist, then pulled you back down close as you continued to thrust your hips up into her roughly. All she needed was you deep inside her, your warmth spreading all over.

“Ah~ Kyungie, I’m cumming!”

“Fuck Hyejoo, together!” Upon such ecstatic heat and at the non-stop squeaking noise of your bed, you both made out as both of you were reaching your climaxes. Shortly after, with one final grunt into her neck, your high hit you like lightning. Hyejoo embraced every part of it, from the fullness of your cum spilling inside of her to the warmth of your skin rubbing against hers with every movement. Eventually, your thrusts slowed down as you felt both of your orgasms subside. The room became quiet, the only sounds being Hyejoo’s breathing and your own, and after a few moments, she chuckled softly to herself.

“Gosh. Watching you eat me was hot enough, but your load deep in me? I’m such a slut for you now, you.” You shook your head and chuckled as you climbed off of her before you pulled her by the legs towards you on the edge of the bed. She let out a surprised giggle; she hadn’t expected you to act on it so quickly. Her initial awkwardness vanished; however, once she felt your tongue on her clit, her body melted at the touch. It was then that she knew you both had made the right decision by being together.

“Such a good girl for daddy. You did so well.” Hyejoo felt her sweaty chest rising a thousand times a minute as her mind struggled to comprehend your praises. It was only several minutes later when she finally felt herself beginning to calm down, finally able to catch a breath.

“Damn, that was so fucking hot. You were and still are, so hot. Do you know that, love?”

You smirked as you brought your fingers on her leaking cunt to suck off some of her essence, humming at the taste. After all that happened, you lifted yourself off of her for a moment and reached over to grab your t-shirt so you could clean her up as much as your energy would allow. Your mind was clouded as much as hers; the intensity of your orgasm along with your roughness had affected your dexterity. All that Hyejoo thought was how much she wanted to do that all over again, as soon as you allowed her to.

“I love you, Kyungwan.” Hyejoo fiddled around your neck with her silky fingers, wanting to kiss your lips once again, and you gladly did so, but this time in a more caring and soft manner.

“I love you too, Hye-nim.” She playfully punched your shoulders at the formal honorific. As inner peace and rest slowly seeped in through the both of you, Hyejoo slightly jolted from a reminder she had for herself. She couldn’t help but lightly laugh at the thought. Dumbfounded, you questioned her sudden change in atmosphere after a lengthy hour of such a sexual experience.

“Is there something wrong, why’re you laughing all of a sudden? We aren’t even drunk yet.”

“Kyungwan-ah, what was the reason I called you over here again?” Along her sentence, she kept stumbling for she couldn’t help but keep on letting out laughs. With such, it made sense. How funny it was that you got called for drinks, yet here you were, wasted because of something else.

That being said, this would be worth the many shots you would drink with her later on.

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Well, it's glad to be back on a good note. I'm on a BFH these days and also going in too deep into the LOONAverse. Hyejoo's been up on my list these days, so it's a check off my draft checkboxes with this one. Tee-hee.

I am also extremely grateful for my resident partner (in crime?) when it comes to these, none other than @worldsover. Awesome person, great in b...rushing up my works. I'll always be in debt to Levi and his consistent help to not only me, but the writing community. Love him. ^^

That being said, the Midnight continuity is soon to be back on track! We officially have a first name for Hwang, and that is Kyungwan (a reference to Jeongyeon's birthname)! I already have ideas up my alley. All I need now is to start and finish some of them, just like how I did with this lengthy ass and overdue Hye one.

I'll see y'all on the next one and continue streaming PTT! <3 xoxo.

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