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as a self-proclaimed top I’m so down bad for needy desperate lia

SAME!!! 🤝 needy pillow princess vibes ugh 😩 the power she has over me........

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make me sing (too) ; choi jisu

content warning: nsfw! intro longer than the actual smut, some profanities, some good old fingering. (shoutout to my vanilla girlies worldwide)

word count: 1684

a/n: it's been a looong time since I wrote something, so I'm sorry if this is kinda meh (took me 3 sessions to get this one done ngl). I kinda wrote a sequel to make me sing so I didn't have to think of an entirely new storyline lmao.

anyway still let me know what you think! also, if you notice any differences between my old works and this, please let me know. I feel like this is kinda lacking but I can't exactly put my finger on it. 🕵️‍♀️

The door to the studio opened slightly, causing you to swivel your chair. Your eyes caught Choi Jisu carefully peaking from behind, as if about to enter a forbidden area.

"Come on in" you said before directing your eyes back to one of your screens, carefully ordering the files you just recorded with Ryujin for the group's next comeback. "All the other members' parts have already been recorded so it should be easy to grasp the vibe we're going for with this song"

Jisu just hummed as she walked up to your desk, putting her iced coffee, which was kinda watered down due to the extreme heat outside, down on the corner of the glass surface before taking the free chair next to yours.

"So..." you started, shoving the piece of paper with the lyrics a little closer to her "I figured we could start with the lines in the first verse and then move on to the chorus" your eyes shifted from the paper to her face. Jisu just nodded in silence while biting her cheek, concentrated and seemingly lost in thought.

"Sounds good" she finally looked back at you, eyes meeting in a rather awkward manner– a little too much time passing without any word being said. By the way the corner of her mouth curled up in a seemingly amused way, she noticed it too.

"Like I said, you're the last one today so I think we'll be finished rather quickly" you said, trying to get rid of the unfamiliar awkwardness that hung in the air.

"Quickly?" she repeated while tapping her nails on the glass surface of your desk, presumably in an attempt to regain your attention. "Finish quickly?" she said once again, a hint of mischief evident in her voice. You sighed internally. Knowing Choi Jisu, she was about to make some lame joke or wordplay.

You looked at her once again, getting ready to roll your eyes at what was about to follow, but her face didn't look like she was about to tell another one of her lame jokes.

Instead, she narrowed her eyes a little and licked her bottom lip. "You know..." she started, leaning forward slightly as she lowered her voice "I heard Yeji finished very, very quickly too"

Time froze, your breath stopped. You shook your head once, as if trying to process what the hell Jisu just said.

"I—" you tried to speak, but your mouth was dry and you could literally feel your heart pounding in your chest.

So many thoughts were going through your head. Questions. Concerns. Worries.

First of all, how did Jisu know about what happened? Did Yeji tell her? Why the hell would she do that? Who else knew? This could literally be the end of your career.

"Don't worry" Jisu said while nonchalantly running a hand through her wavy blonde hair. It was like she could read your mind. "For as far as I'm aware, I'm the only one who knows"

Like that made things any better...

"And if you make it very quick with me too, then I promise not to tell anybody"

Now those words made you huff in disbelief. Twice. Before finally letting out a sarcastic chuckle.

"Are you seriously blackmailing me right now, Choi Jisu?"

The words didn't come out nearly as confident as you wanted them to. The dryness that had spread across your mouth and throat caused your voice to crack towards the end of the sentence.

Your eyes were fixed on her fingernails which traced the cupholder of her iced americano. The current situation somehow turning a normal gesture into something oddly sensual.

Her eyes tracked your line of sight "I mean" she tapped her index finger against the plastic cup a few times before redirecting her gaze directly back at you "Dropping hints obviously didn't work, did it?"

You huffed once more. Obviously. You were not trying to slip up by fucking one of your business relations again.

"Just what the hell do you expect me to say?"

"Gosh, I don't know?" 'Ride my fingers, get on my face, take off those clothes?' something like that could work"

She said it so casually. Like she had no shame. Like she didn't care.

You knew you had to try and talk some sense into yourself. Into yourself and into Choi Jisu. But you were so mesmerised by her boldness that you could literally feel your resolve crumbling down piece by piece.

"Sure then..."

The words came out before you could even realise.

"Take off those clothes" you added, almost as if daring her.

You once again found yourself in a situation where you couldn't believe what you were doing, yet you couldn't stop yourself either.

Jisu's hand, which you had been mindlessly staring at the entire time, left the plastic cup with a swift movement. She got up from her chair, your eyes now carefully tracking her actions in anticipation.

She started unbuttoning the lilac crop top she was wearing, revealing a white lacy bra underneath. The top elegantly slid down her delicate arms before falling to the floor of the studio without a sound.

Her arms didn't rest though, they quickly guided her fingers to the button of her jean skirt, then the zipper, and soon enough the skirt joined the lilac top on the floor.

When she hooked her thumbs around sides of her panties, your eyes shot up to meet hers again.

"Keep them on" you said, staring straight into her slightly narrowed eyes. She raised an eyebrow, but didn't protest.

Without any further words, you simply tapped your own lap. One simple action seemed to get your hint across.

Two steps were enough for her to close the distance. You felt her slender arm looking for support around your neck as she settled onto your lap.

From that moment on, everything went automatic.

Your right hand reached for her back, while your left hand grabbed onto her thigh, softly massaging the inside of it as she slowly started grinding down on you. Intense eye contact remaining unbroken.

Until she leaned in, that was.

It was different than it had been with Yeji. The sense of distance you had kept with the latter seemed non-existent with Jisu. The kiss was needy, urgent. Lips moving hungrily as if you were partners that hadn't seen each other in months.

Your right hand roamed her back, desperately looking for the hook of her bra while your tongue explored her mouth.

As you finally unhooked her bra, she pulled back from the kiss, gasping for air.

"Shit" she sighted as she steadied her heartrate, helping you take off her bra before slightly shifting in your lap, aligning her back with your chest.

"Already out of breath?" you joked, knowing damn well your physical condition was absolute shit compared to hers.

No reaction. Instead, you could feel her fingers wrapping themselves around your hand just to guide it to her damp panties.

Jisu stretched her neck, lips aligned with your ear, warm air hitting the shell of it every time she breathed out "I know I may not seem like that type..." her grip on your hand loosened "but hate small talk and jokes during sex"

That was your cue. Less talking, more action.

Your hands got to work, one tracing from her stomach to her chest while the other quickly found its' place under the moist fabric. And damn was she wet.

You dipped your middle finger between her lips to collect some of her undoubtedly delicious juices before starting to draw quick circles over her clit.

The moment you touched her, her head immediately fell back on your shoulder. "Oh God..." she moaned, the fact that her mouth was so insanely close to your ear making everything even more intense.

Your left hand grabbed one of her breasts, a perfect hand full, which caused her to sigh out again.

The way she was shifting around in your lap made it hard for you to hit her spot just right, but the angelic moans you were rewarded with each and every time you got close were more than enough to keep you going.

You could see droplets of sweat forming on the skin of her neck as her hand reached for yours, making you squeeze her breasts rather roughly.

"Don't stop" she urged, in English this time, her low voice sounding so unbelievably sexy. "Don't..." she repeated, as if you were ever planning on doing so.

The warmth of her body on top of you, the warmth of her breasts in your hand, the warmth between her legs, you couldn't get enough of it.

You were pretty sure her juices were leaking through her panties at this point, but you couldn't care less. All you wanted was to keep touching her, keep feeling her.

It seemed like she was trying to tell you something, but her stream of sweet moans made her words incomprehensible.

The first drop of sweat trickled down between her breasts and oddly enough, it seemed to motivate you to speed up your movements.

"Don't–" she managed to get out once more, before finally coming undone. One final load moan escaping her mouth before the muscles in seemingly her entire body started contracting violently.

As the wave of her orgasm washed over her body, she tried to steady herself by grabbing your arms. Yet at the same time, she was making it impossible for you to help her ride out her high.

Only now you realised how dry your throat had become. You swallowed once before letting out a deep sigh.

Her grip on your arms loosened as she regained her posture, one of her hands reaching up to her forehead to wipe away the beads of sweat.

"Yeji was right..." Jisu finally said, stopping mid sentence in order to get up from your lap. The sudden lack of her body weight making you realise just how much your top was drenched in sweat and your shorts were drenched in... Well...

"Yeji was right, you truly are insane"

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did jyp read my blog? bratty!yuna cult (real)

okay so I know I'm super late to the party but bratty!yuna is REAL my friends. I said it. I SAID IT. I wrote two bratty!yuna fics like a year ago (problem and consequences, shameless self promo) and now itzy releases a song called bratty and miss shin yuna says it's her favourite song?

now, jyp, have you been snooping around on my blog? (ew that'd be gross ngl) OR is the bratty!yuna cult real?

either way y'all heard it here FIRST. 📣

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are there other idols you'd consider writing for? 💙

I mean I can barely get back into writing but............. aespa ningning & karina + ive gaeul & yujin (maybe wonyoung too) I guess? 👀

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i know your stories are probably supposed to be oneshots but their just too good!!!!! one idea is a second part of the ''consequences'' fic where yn gets promotion at work and they have a fancy dinner with other staffs to celebrate but yuna gets impatient and starts acting bratty

well...... I promised to finish 'secrets pt. 2' but I'm just so stuck and THIS was in my inbox like??? it's served on a silver platter lmao tysm anon, this was a lot of fun to write 💕 it's up

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problem ; shin yuna

Anonymous asked: i know your stories are probably supposed to be oneshots but their just too good!!!!! one idea is a second part of the ''consequences'' fic where yn gets promotion at work and they have a fancy dinner with other staffs to celebrate but yuna gets impatient and starts acting bratty

content warning: nsfw! profanity, (verbal) degradation, spanking, mirror sex, fingering, semi-public ig, way more descriptive than 'consequences'

word count: 2705

a/n: dove into my asks to regain motivation / inspiration to write and this one was basically served on a silver platter lmao thanks anon. YES I'm obsessed with bratty!yuna and her new hair colour. 🤤

"To our new team lead!" your boss yelled for what felt like the tenth time that night. He extended his arm, waiting for others to join him in clinking their shot glasses together. "To our new team lead!" the rest of your colleagues repeated while following his lead. The sharp sound of glasses clinking soon filling the restaurant.

You turned your face away from your coworkers and threw the contents of the glass back. The clear liquid went down surprisingly smooth today.

After savouring the taste you straightened your head again, just for your eyes to meet your girlfriend's. She smiled brightly at you. A proud smile. There was some kind of edge to it, though.

You couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was until she brought the empty shotglass back to her mouth. Perfectly manicured nails holding it up in front of her own lips.

Then, as if it was just the two of you there, she licked a single drop of soju off of the brim of the glass in the most seductive way she possibly could.

Now you usually would've let this slide, but not today. Not after she showed up to your promotion dinner wearing a tight, black micro dress which barely covered anything.

Your eyes shot around the table, silently wishing you were the only one who saw that, before leaning a little closer to her.

"Shin Yuna" you hissed, face straight as you sent her warning signs with your eyes "Behave. This dinner is important to me"

She nodded in agreement, but the cocky smile that was plastered on her face told you otherwise.

You could've known that inviting her to celebrate this achievement with you was a bad idea. Yuna, alcohol and a formal public setting. A recipe for disaster. Inviting her here was basically inviting her to act up again.

An annoyed sigh escaped your mouth as you simply rolled your eyes in reply. You decided to not pay attention to her and to just engage in whatever conversation your coworkers on your left were having.

"Where is this exposition located?" you asked your colleague, who was excitedly showing off pictures she took at an art gallery on the weekend. You honestly didn't really care, you just wanted to advert your attention from Yuna.

It seemed to work. You happily chatted about the most random topics, the good atmosphere creating a more relaxed and friendly vibe among your usually stressed coworkers.

Much to your relief, a discussion about food seemed to had caught your girlfriend's attention. She was passionately talking about how beef stock powder could greatly enhance the flavour of soy bean paste stew.

Everything went smoothly. That's what you thought, at least. Everything was going smoothly until Yuna intertwined her fingers with yours under the table.

Long nails softly digging into the skin of your hand before pulling it towards her, placing it on her own upper leg.

'It's fine, just don't look at her' you ensured yourself as you felt her putting her hand on top of yours, guiding it further up her exposed thigh.

You couldn't see exactly what you were doing, but you knew her body like the back of your hand. Solely based on what you felt, you could tell that you were dangerously close to the edge of her dress. Out of reflex, you gripped on her thigh, as if telling her to stop this nonsense.

You did realise that your coworkers were still talking to you, you just didn't seem to actually hear anything anymore. The strong pressure to contain yourself drowned out all the noise around you. Until Yuna leaned closer to you, her familiar voice interrupting your focus.

"Team lead" she whined in your ear, her pronunciation seemingly affected by all the alcohol she had been drinking "Can you help me with something?" you felt her hand on your shoulder, helping her keep her balance as she leaned closer.

"Enough, Yuna" you spoke under your breath before looking in her direction. Tightening your grip on her thigh even more out of annoyance.

You turned your head to make sure your colleagues couldn't hear anything, before scolding her once again. "And don't address me like that, you don't work with us. I'm your girlfriend, not your team lead"

She briefly pouted as you retracted your face, but she didn't accept her defeat. "Your colleagues will be disappointed to hear that their new team lead doesn't even help out her girlfriend when she has a problem" she scoffed, before turning to your coworkers.

Yuna raised her hand, as if trying to gather attention from your colleagues. It worked. But just as she was about to open her mouth, you stopped her by swatting her hand down using the hand that was previously gripping her thigh.

You offered your confused coworkers an apologetic smile. "Sorry" you mumbled "She's drunk" to which they nodded in a seemingly understanding manner before going back to their respective conversations.

"Fuck's sake" your eyes grew wide at her unexpected behaviour "What's your fucking problem?"

It wasn't a literal question. But you received a literal answer.

Yuna leaned in again, forcefully grabbing your hand and putting it back where you previously rested it. "My problem..." she started, lips dangerously close to your ear "Is that I get extremely horny whenever I drink"

She dragged your hand further up her thigh, until it pushed the fabric of her skimpy dress up. "Can you feel that, team lead?" she asked right at the moment your fingertips touched the damp fabric of her thong.

The way she formally addressed you by your new title was both annoying and thrilling at the same time. She obviously was trying to get on your nerves and you hated to admit it, but it was working.

Still, you had the power to retract your hand and subtly shake your head. "Not right now" you plainly said, hoping she would give up for now and just accept her punishment later tonight, after getting home.

"Please, I'm so wet for you" she half whispered half moaned into your ear, knowing exactly how to provoke you. She was so close that you could basically feel her moist lips against the shell of your ear. "I dressed up prettily for you today, but the team lead doesn't even acknowledge me"

Now that comment made you scoff. "Dressed up prettily?" you rolled your eyes in disbelief "This is a formal setting, Shin Yuna, you look like a fucking slut" you hissed, biting your cheek to refrain from making any further comments.

For a second, she froze. Seemingly baffled by your comment.

You were about to apologise when she regained composure. A soft huff followed by a more casual tone. Way too casual considering the current situation you were in.

"Then treat me like one, or I'll do it myself"

And with that, she shoved her chair back. Light brown hair flowing in an entrancing manner as she turned around and made her way to the toilet.

"I... I'll be back, I think– maybe she's feeling a bit sick" you stammered "You know, alcohol... And stuff" you once again excused yourself to your coworkers before following her long stride.

You hurriedly opened the door through which Yuna disappeared. It led to a small space with a mirror and sink, while the actual toilet was hidden behind another door.

With one swift movement, you locked the door behind you before returning your gaze back to the mirror.

Then, through her reflection in the mirror, you locked eyes. You knew that spark in her eyes all too well. A look of victory. As usual, things went her way.

"You're pathetic" you spat, finally being able to speak at a normal volume again "Getting all excited about getting fucked in a restaurant bathroom"

Just two steps and you were right behind her, trapping body between the sink and your own. Your gaze never leaving the mirror.

"You look so proud but for what?" you shook your head in disbelief before placing both of your hands on her hips, forcing her ass against you "For now shamelessly acting like a sex deprived bitch in public too?"

She just bit her lip in reply, steadying herself by putting her hands on the sink just so she could push her back into you more.

"Well? What is it that you want huh? I need you to say it" newsflash, you didn't necessarily need her to say it; your hands had already started hiking up her dress.

"I want to– want to get" she started, unable to hide her excitement "To get fucked so hard" her voice was basically dripping with need.

The way she was grinding her ass against you made it hard for you to hike op her dress, but you somehow made it work, pulling it up all the way to her stomach.

"Hmm, sure you want to" you replied, taking a step back, making your girlfriend whine at the loss of contact.

"You have been a bit of a pain tonight though, haven't you, Shin Yuna?" your right hand made its' way down, grabbing on her ass cheek that was barely covered by her black thong.

"I'm sorry" her confirmation came out a bit hesitant. Too basic to your liking, but it might've been part of her act.

"Sorry for?" you countered, firmly kneading the soft flesh.

"Sorry for..." she repeated "Dressing like a slut to a formal event"

A brief silence fell and as if on cue, you retreated your hand, flattened it and let it hit her ass cheek. Hard.

"And?" you asked, watching her trying to recover by biting her lip in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"And for having a filthy mouth in front of your colleagues"

She braced herself this time. She knew it was coming. You tensed all the joints in your hand, generating momentum before spanking her again.

"And?" you repeated once more. The burning sensation that spread throughout your hand felt so damn good.

"And for wanting to get fucked in a bathroom like a needy whore" judging by the way she was forcing these words out, you weren't the only one who felt that burning sensation.

One more slap, the hardest yet, on the same ass cheek. A small yelp involuntarily escaped Yuna's mouth.

"Good" you hummed, gaze leaving the mirror for the first time since you had entered the bathroom. Sometimes you wish your eyes could take pictures, because the sight of bright red hand prints on her milky white ass was definitely something else.

After admiring your work, you grabbed her by the waist again, forcefully pulling her against you. Chin on her shoulder, lips perfectly aligned with her ear.

"Now, don't be too loud" you said, voice low and barely above a whisper as your right hand pulled her thong down just far enough.

It was soaked. Her thong was soaked. Her pussy was soaked. Everything was drenched in her juices already. It was a fucking mess.

A whiny moan escaped her mouth at the slightest contact, just your fingers lightly brushing over her swollen lips was enough to turn her into a mess. You weren't going to go lightly on her, though, she'd find out soon enough.

"Please" she whimpered, absolutely nothing left of all that attitude she had showed you a mere 10 minutes ago.

You didn't make her wait for much longer. Pressing your middle finger directly against her clit, making her cry out from the sudden stimulation.

Seemingly endlessly you drew circles on her clit, applying more and more pressure each time. Her juices making it so fucking easy for you to toy with her pussy like that.

Yuna moaned as if she hadn't been touched in months. A constant stream of needy moans coming from her mouth, which hung slightly open.

Even though she was a mess right now, she looked absolutely beautiful watching her own face as she got fucked. By the way she gyrated her lower body, you could tell that watching herself turned her on even more.

"Look at you" you said, fingers expertly sliding between the swollen lips of her dripping pussy, coating them in juices "Such a pitiful sight, isn't it Shin Yuna?"

She shivered at a sudden loss of contact, but before she could further open her mouth to protest, you pushed your middle- and index fingers into her mouth, making her taste herself.

And damn was she greedy, her tongue skilfully swirling around your digits. Even when you wanted to take your fingers out of her mouth, she didn't allow it; sucking hard until she savoured every last drop.

"Fuck" you involuntarily sighed as she finally released your fingers with a pop "You're insane"

She just smiled wickedly before impatiently bucking her hips to remind you where you left off.

It was desperate. The setting was trashy as hell. You had not wanted for something like this to happen. Yet you absolutely loved every moment of it.

"Please" she moaned again, the way her light brown hair stuck to her face making her even more alluring. In any other situation, you would've loved to tease her... But honestly? She didn't deserve all that.

And so you entered her, two fingers forcefully filling up her pussy all the way down to your knuckles. A thick layer of her delicious wetness immediately coating your digits.

The way she pushed her ass against you every single time you almost violently rammed your fingers inside of her made you go crazy. You could feel your own panties getting soaked, but this wasn't about you; this was about her. And frankly, to you, it always was.

"More" she begged, one hand leaving the sink in front of her just so she could rub her own clit "Please mo–" she didn't finish. Instead, her words turned into almost pornographic moans as you added another finger. Stretching her tight pussy just the way you knew she liked it.

She tightly closed her eyes and threw her head back onto your shoulder in ecstasy. Her hand speeding up its' movements, fighting for her own release.

"Eyes open" you ordered, slightly changing the angle of your fingers "Watch yourself while you cum"

She obeyed; of course she did. Eyes wide open as she kept on rubbing herself while your fingers penetrated her wet cunt, juices dripping down your hand at this point.

"Fuck fuck fuck" she rapidly exhaled, removing her fingers from her clit just to steady herself. Her knuckles almost turning white from the way she firmly held onto the sink.

Her moans got messier and her slick pussy started gripping on your digits. The sopping sounds coming from her cunt along with her endless stream of moans almost were enough to make you cum, too.

"Shin Yuna, eyes open" you repeated, just as she started convulsing around your fingers, sucking them in even further.

Initially, you doubted she'd be able to hear you considering how hard she was moaning, but she did as she was told.

Eyes rapidly shooting back and forth between your eyes and her own, quavering body. The look she gave you was insane, mouth slightly opened and eyes almost rolling back in ecstasy.

After a few seconds, her endless stream of moans turned into whimpers. Chest heaving as she let her head fall back on your shoulder again. Her entire body relaxing, only now allowing your fingers to finally slip out of her pussy.

You took a small step back, allowing Yuna to turn around and face you for the first time since you entered the room. A lazy smile forming on her face as she watched how you unabashedly licked your fingers clean.

One of her slender hands wrapped itself around your neck while the other worked on straightening her dress. "Thanks babe" she whispered against your lips, before kissing you for the first time that night.

You smiled into the kiss, it was short and sweet. Even though she made your blood boil sometimes, it reminded you why you were madly in love with her. After all, how could one ever deny a woman like Shin Yuna?

"Anytime princess"

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omg I passed 100 followers! yay! sorry for the slow updates, I'm busy and also very stuck with secrets pt. 2 (probably my last time writing reader on the receiving end bc that shit's hard lmao)

thanks for being patient and sticking around though, love you all 😘 muah

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ryujin – vlive (220828)

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any members that could be into makeup sex ?

ok maybe I'm projecting bc I'm not necessarily a hater myself (toxic ik 🥴) but I can see all of them being into it to some extend. either to get rid of frustrations, for emotional comfort or simply for the thrill of it. I'm gonna highlight yeji and yuna though. hear me out:

yeji

so I told you all that I see yeji as a massive switch, right? she honestly seems like the type who doesn't necessarily know how to talk about her feelings. don't get me wrong, she'd want to talk about it, but she just doesn't know how to find the right words. lets all the small frustrations pile up until she reaches a breaking point where she just pushes you onto the bed and gives it to you hard. wouldn't stop until she was tired.

after getting rid of her frustration she'd be able to think more rationally and have less trouble putting her feelings into words, so she'd still want to talk things out after a long session.

yuna

I think she'd be the most jealous girlfriend out of all the girls. this combined with her bratty side just makes for a recipe of disaster when it comes to enjoying make up sex.

to be honest, I can see her being addicted to the thrilling and intense aspect of jealous make up sex. like she'd literally uses it as a way to temporarily 'settle' things without any further talking. now as you can imagine this kinda causes an endless cycle of jealous sex / make up sex, but she lowkey loves it.

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Lia ♡ Mafia in the morning + Sorry not sorry (211225)

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okay but imagine your dom roughly dragging you out of the room in front of people after you've bratted just a little too far, only to bring you back in a bit later looking somewhat broken and loosely put together again, except now you have a little limp and you wince when you sit down

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HOW ARE YOU THIS GOOD AT WRITING OMG

omg this compliment actually made me smile 😭 tysm! in a way it's so comforting(?) to hear that some people consider my writing 'good' hahaha

over the past two weeks I realised writing is something I enjoy doing and it really helps me empty my head. knowing that it's received well definitely adds to that joy 💕

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so pretty ♡

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Producer y/n eating yeji out when recording her solo part of a song and just recording all her pretty moans, helping her “destress”. -🥯

okay wow this turned out a little longer than I initially planned but it's up. thank you for trusting me with your thoughts bagel anon! 💕

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make me sing ; hwang yeji

Anonymous asked: Producer y/n eating yeji out when recording her solo part of a song and just recording all her pretty moans, helping her “destress”. - 🥯

content warning: nsfw! profanity as always, smut, lots of oral, recording (consensual), a long ass intro that y'all aren't going to read anyway

word count: 1989

a/n: WOW sos for her kitty I guess? thanks for inspring me bagel anon! I didn't proofread this bc I'm too lazy but I hope it came out alright lol. feedback (positive or negative) welcome as always. 💖

a/n 2: I wrote a sequel to this featuring choi jisu aka lia.

Your fingers hovered over the red button in front of you, a sigh escaping your mouth before you pressed it, giving Yeji the ability to hear you from the other side of the lightly tinted glass.

"Try to relax your voice a little more on the last syllables, it'll make it easier for you to reach the right note. You're almost there" you said in a supportive manner, only to receive a slightly spiritless "Yes" in reply.

Now Yeji usually wasn't the spiritless type, not at all. You'd generally describe her as rather diligent. Today, however, her performance didn't seem to meet her high standards.

"Let's try that once more, okay?" you said, before letting go of the red button.

The instrumental filled the studio, soon to be accompanied by Yeji's unedited vocals. While she didn't necessarily sound bad, it just wasn't it. Judging by the way her facial expression changed as soon as you cut the instrumental, she realised it too.

"I'm sorry" she mumbled as she stepped back from the microphone. Her shoulders fell.

You kinda felt for her. As the leader of the group, she carried a huge responsibility to constantly perform to extremely high standards and to outdo herself.

Your finger ghosted the red button for a bit, not quite sure what other tips you could give her to help her reach the right notes.

"It's okay" you finally spoke, looking at her as you twisted a pen between your fingers "I can always do some editing on this"

She quickly shook her head, shooting down your idea without using words. Apparently, editing wasn't an option.

"No, I can do it" she said, seemingly frustrated "It's just..." a deep sigh "Stress" she adverted her gaze, looking down at her shoes. Not much left of the Yeji who usually tried to keep the positive vibes going during recording sessions.

You nodded understandingly, grabbed a cold bottle of water from the minibar juist under the desk and swivelled the chair, turning your back towards Yeji before getting up. The condensation that quickly formed on the water bottle wetting your hand while you walked towards the door separating the recording booth and the studio.

"Have this" you said, handing her the bottle right after you walked in "And sit down for a bit, you're way too frustrated right now"

"Ordering me around?" she asked humourlessly while flopping down on the couch, using her simple white t-shirt for extra grip in an attempt to open the bottle.

"No, just taking care of you" you countered, shrugging before letting your arms fall to your sides.

Her eyes suddenly lit up. "By giving me a bottle of water?" she scoffed jokingly, before looking back up at you "That's how you take care of a girl stressed beyond limits?" a sly smile formed around her lips "No wonder your ex girlfriend left you"

Panic took over for a second when she mentioned your ex girlfriend. How the hell did she know? People you were working with weren't supposed to know about you being into women... Ah right, you must've told her when you got shitfaced during that company dinner to celebrate the release of their first full alb– wait... What did she just say?

You just stared at her in disbelief, not knowing what to say. Confusion probably visible all over your face.

Contrary to your expectations, Yeji didn't break the eye contact. She kept looking at you intensely, the entertained smile around her lips getting bigger as the seconds passed.

Slowly she got up from the couch, exposing her cleavage as she leaned down to put the water bottle on the floor. You know you shouldn't be looking at her like that, but her comment made it hard not to.

"I'm sure you can come up with something better" she said, her eyes following her hand, which she trailed down your arm just to intertwine her fingers with yours in the end.

"Listen Yeji, we–" you were gonna tell her how you weren't allowed to get involved with any artists you were working with and how this would only make future collaborations between the two of you harder. Yeji didn't want to hear any of it though.

"Oh please" she rolled her eyes before you could even get to the first point. Suddenly, she seemed more confident than ever. "We both know you're not gonna pass up this opportunity"

She softly squeezed your hand as she redirected her eyes back to yours "Besides, don't you want to deliver a great song? A potential all-kill?"

Those cat-like eyes, that piercing gaze, her suggestive smile, the oozing confidence... Fuck it.

You placed your free hand on her hip with the intentions of taking the lead, but she halted you in the process.

"Lock the door" she spoke, her words accompanied by a small nod in the direction of the door between the booth and the studio, which you left open before as this wasn't part of your initial plan.

"Right" you mumbled as you made your way to the door, just to be interrupted for a second time.

"Actually..." Yeji said, her sudden seductive tone causing you to turn around "You might wanna hit record first, producer"

You had never expected Hwang Yeji to say such suggestive words while giving you the most fatal flirtatious look you had ever seen in your life, but it made you feel things, obviously.

As fast as you could, you walked towards the desk on the other side of the wall, hitting record as you looked through tinted glass just to catch Yeji wiggling off her light blue jeans. It obviously wasn't going to be romantic, but fuck that.

With one swift movement, you closed the door, locking yourself in the soundproof booth with a now half-naked Hwang Yeji.

She sat slightly slouched down on the couch, plain white t-shirt pulled up to just under the swell of her breasts, exposing her toned stomach. Your eyes traveled down a little further, finally landing on her well-groomed pussy between slightly spread legs.

For a second, you considered pinching yourself as you slowly walked up to her... But then you realised that even if this was a dream, you wouldn't want to wake up anyway.

You could feel Yeji's eyes on you as you placed your hands on her toned thighs before getting on your knees between your legs. Her gaze burned, but you didn't dare to look up. Not until she raked her hand through your hair, basically forcing you into making eye contact.

"Well? Make me sing" she whispered seductively, biting her bottom lip impatiently. The words made you squeeze your own thighs together and tighten your grip on hers.

And then, finally, after all the teasing, you tasted her. One long, terribly slow lick from her entrance all the way up to her clit. Just the feeling of her warm, soft flesh on your tongue was enough to pull you into a trance.

And God was she delicious. Her pussy was only slightly moist due to her own anticipation, but you couldn't wait to taste her more. Tongue exploring of its own accord, long teasing licks over the full length of her slit as you felt her nails pressing into your scalp, urging you to give her more.

"Hmm" she hummed in a pleased manner as you pushed her legs further apart. Your tongue found its' way between her lips, allowing you to better taste the slippery wetness that slowly but surely started coating her pussy.

Your tongue and lips played with hers, almost as if French kissing, and you got rewarded with a beautiful but soft moan. Too soft to your liking.

So you licked your way up again, wrapping your lips around her clit before softly suckling on it, your nails scratching the insides of her thighs ever so slightly. Now this gave you the reaction you were yearning for.

Her moans got louder and you could feel yourself getting uncomfortably wet too. "Fuck, that's– that's it" she breathed between moans, hand tangled in your hair as if she was afraid you'd stop your assault on her sopping cunt.

You pressed your tongue flat against her clit, lapping on her sensitive nub over and over just to hear her sweet moans.

"You're eating me out so well" she whined, lifting one leg just to throw it over your shoulder, the sudden weight almost causing you to lose balance. "You're gonna make me..." she locked her smooth, long leg behind your neck securely "Gonna make me cum so fucking hard"

Your eyes shot up again while you kept on licking her clit, you had never expected Yeji to have such a foul mouth, but you absolutely loved it.

She had her eyes pressed closed and her head thrown back on to the backrest of the couch. Her free hand was kneading her own tit through the fabric of her bra. She was hopeless for her release.

Noticing how wet she was getting, you couldn't help but let your tongue slide towards her entrance again, greedily lapping up all the heavenly juices that she was leaking.

Initially, she whined at the loss of contact around her most sensitive spot. But as soon you started teasing her entrance with your tongue, she quickly went back to being a constant moaning mess.

"Don't waste anything" she moaned, her strong leg basically forcing your face into her dripping pussy "I'm so– so wet for you"

You just nodded for as far as possible, eagerly licking up her wetness as she started moaning your name. Shit, this was going to be your best fucking recording ever.

"I'm close" she half announced and half moaned. Her body started to squirm, seemingly wanting to direct your tongue back to her nub. "Suck–" she sighed while pulling on your hair "Suck on my clit again"

You hummed lowly before latching your lips onto her engorged nub again, occasionally letting the tip of your tongue come into direct contact with her clit. She was so insanely sensitive.

"Harder!" she demanded desperately, almost screaming between moans.

While not entirely sure if she could take it, you decided to obey. Adding a little extra suction as you toyed with clit.

"I'm..." she didn't have to finish for you to know what she wanted to say. Her legs started shaking, the one that was previously holding you in place even more uncontrollably than the other.

You switched back to flat-tongued licks, hoping you could keep her in her high for as long as humanly possible. She repeated your name over and over again as she pressed her hips up, forcing herself onto your tongue harder while she rode out her orgasm.

Her grip on the back of your head loosened and her hand flailed to her side, falling down on the couch with a thud.

"Ah– stop" she moaned breathlessly as you licked her clean, not wanting to waste anything she gave you. Her body twitched, obviously too sensitive for a second round.

You withdrew your head, moving your jaw to prevent any further cramping before looking at her. She looked absolutely spent, yet tried to regain her composure quickly.

"Well..." she sighed, still out of breath, legs shaky as you both stood up and she straightened her t-shirt. A smile formed around her lips after she reached down to grab her panties and jeans.

She turned her head towards you, seemingly up to something. "Let's try that once more" she teasingly imitated your voice before shooing you back to the studio, where you carefully saved your recording to three different folders just to be sure.

While your computer processed the files, you looked up through the tinted glass. Yeji stood in front of the microphone with her shoulders confidently straightened. Yeah, she definitely was more relaxed than before.

[sof-writes]

omg my first ever fic reached 100 notes we love an achievement! shout out to my day ones 😩

best friends ; lee chaeryeong

content warnings: nsfw! profanity, smut, oral, heartbreak(?), weak first attempt at angst(?)

word count: 1353

a/n: I decided to give writing a try after being a silent reader for a loooong time. this is my first fic, so please go easy on me 🥲 inspired by the weeknd's song best friends from the dawn fm album.

“Fuck b-baby” Chaeryeong’s endless stream of soft moans filled the room. Baby, that’s how you know things had gotten a little too deep between the two of you. You probably should’ve thought about that before putting your head between her delicious thighs for the umpteenth time, but she was just too irresistible. You were planning on telling her today, really, but seeing her in that tight white skirt of hers got you sidetracked a little.

A hand gripping the sheets just next to your face snapped you out of your thoughts. “Don’t stop, please” how could you ignore such pretty moans? Your eyes shot up while you continued flicking your tongue over her clit, two fingers buried deep inside her. Chaeryeong had her eyes closed, her mouth hung open slightly and a strand of sweaty hair got stuck to the corner of her mouth. The sight of it so insanely erotic.

Her hand gripped the sheets even tighter, just like how her insides started gripping on your fingers. So warm and deliciously wet. You sped up your movements while you placed your free hand on her abs. Her muscles tightened under your touch. She was close. “Shit shit shit babe… Babe” just a little more.

Her pussy gripped on your fingers so tight that you couldn’t even properly move them in and out of her anymore, so you just curled them up inside her instead. When you lightly sucked on her swollen clit between licks, she finally lost it. Legs shaking uncontrollably as a high pitched moan pierced your ears. You tried to keep her still by pressing your hand against her stomach harder, but it turned out an intense orgasm was stronger than you.

Your fingers were coated in juices as you pulled them out of her. Chaeryeong was so sensitive that even an action that small caused her body to shock once more and you couldn’t help but smile because of it. Her otherwise soft pink pussy turned a reddish pink color from all the stimulation it received over the last hour or so. You wanted to savour the taste a little longer, knowing that this would and should be the last time, but Chaeryeong was too needy.

Her hand, that previously grabbed the sheets, now grabbed yours, forcing you up. “You’re insane” she breathed, mouth never fully closing and her chest heaving. She guided your coated fingers to her mouth, sucking her own juices off of them. A sight that could honestly make you drool. She hummed in a pleased manner before she released your fingers with a pop. “Wanna taste?” she asked in a slightly shy way, moving her hand so it was on the back of your head. She didn’t wait for an answer, she didn’t need one, she had never needed one before. As she closed her eyes and pulled you closer, you realised it was now or never.

“Chaeryeong” you abruptly spoke, pulling your head back to distance yourself from her. The harshness in your own voice surprising not only Chaeryeong, but yourself as well. You got up and sat yourself cross-legged on the bed. “We should stop doing this” that was it, the words you should’ve said a long time ago. The words you should’ve said when passionate kissing and after-sex cuddles started becoming the standard rather than an exception.

The sentence hung in the air. It took you a while before you gathered the courage to look straight at Chaeryeong again. She didn't say anything, but her mouth hung open again. In a different way this time. Confusion was evident in all of her facial features. She slowly pushed herself up until she was sat against the headboard. "Stop... this?" she repeated slowly, as if she was still processing your words.

"Yes, stop this" you repeated while you reached for your t-shirt that was all wrinkled and laying near the end of the bed. "Things have gotten way out of hand, I mean, I could've know that this was bound to go wrong sooner or later" you averted your gaze again as you slid the t-shirt over your head. The soft fabric immediately sticking to your sweaty upper body.

"What do you mean go wrong?" Chaeryeong asked, her voice a little louder this time, causing you to wonder if she was just playing dumb or genuinely surprised by your words. “Look at me, please” she added, a hint of desperation evident in her voice.

“I just…” you sighed, turning your head just for your eyes to be met by Chaeryeong’s brown orbs. “This was supposed to be a friends with benefits type of agreement Chaer, I can’t afford losing my best friend because we can’t control our fucking hormones” another deep sigh escaped your lips “I just don’t want to be responsible for your heart, not like this”

Her eyes grew a bit wider, she kind of resembled a lost deer. She didn’t say anything, but her face did the talking. It was too late. You already knew it was too late, but the look she gave you was all the confirmation you needed.

“You were not supposed to fall in love Chaeryeong, we can’t have you being in love with me, it’ll only make things confusing” you couldn’t bear to look her in the eyes, so you just scanned her other features. Her disheveled hair, cute nose, plump lips. A frown formed in her forehead and to your surprise, she scoffed.

“I was not supposed to fall in love with you?” she said, a slight tremble apparent in her voice “Wasn’t this an agreement we made together?” she somehow managed to get the words out, but her tone and eyes both gave away that she was close to crying.

“I know, that’s not what I–“ you started, but she didn’t let you finish.

“Did you have fun? Kissing me like that over and over again knowing damn well I fell for you?” tears started forming in the corners of her eyes. You wanted to end this so you wouldn’t be responsible for her heart, but instead you saw it shattering right in front of your eyes.

“All this time you made me feel like the feeling was mutual, we are best friends after all, best friends don’t…” she sobbed, the first tear slowly making its’ way down her cheek. She shuddered, pulling the covers up to cover her bare chest “Best friends don’t need words”

“Chaer, please, let me finish” you hopelessly heaved your voice, you wanted to try to save what was left, but you had no idea how. “It was– Well… I enjoyed it just as much as you, the passion between us, but for too long I told myself it was just that, you know?” she wasn’t looking at you anymore, instead she brought the blanket up to her face, trying to stop her tears. “That it was just passion in the heat of the moment, nothing more”

Chaeryeong let the light pink blankets drop down to just above her chest again. Dark stains visible on the fabric, like water paint on paper. “You used me” she spoke, defeated. The sobbing had stopped, but tears were still streaming down her face “You selfishly left me in my delusion just because you couldn’t give up on this stupid arrangement you talked me into”

You tried your best to come up with a way to keep the damage to a minimum, but you damn well knew she was right. After all, it was the drunk you who came up with this idea a little over six months ago. You bit your lip until you felt the metallic taste of blood spread in your mouth. Shit.

Before you could even speak, Chaeryeong spoke again. "Leave" she sounded stern. Very unlike her. The two of you looked directly at each other. For a few seconds you hoped that she'd take it back, but she didn't. Instead, she swallowed after which she clenched her jaw together tightly. Her right hand messily wiping the half-dried up tears on her cheeks. "Just... Leave and never come back"

[sof-writes]

pt 2 to secrets!! i would say you and lia continue sneaking around and you feel guilty about it but you cant resist anymore!! maybe three way with yuna 👀

love your writing tho!!

OKAY SO I actually do have an opening for part 2 drafted (like 120 words but a start is a start lmao) and it indeed starts with mentioned feelings of guilt 👀 I guess it'll be an 'addicted to the thrill' kinda situation... 🤔