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Loathing Love: Lusty Loop (Pt. 3)

Male Reader x Kang Hyewon x Jo Yuri

Length: 3568 words

Tags: threesome, cunnilingus, lesbian sex, doggy style, tit’s play, passionate sex, shygay!Hyewon, singer!Yuri

TW: mention of hate sex

Inspiration: “Jazz Bar” by Dreamcatcher + @friskyriskywhisky

Credit: GOAT @worldsover for editing. Thank you!

(A/N: IT’S BACK! The third chapter of L4 is out, finally. I am so sorry for delaying this for so long and I hope you are satisfied with the result. Enjoy one of my favorite IZ*ONE ships.)

“I‘m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Even as you stroll through the park, the words that Eunbi whined in her sleep still linger in your mind. Like a parasite, they have found their way into whatever part of your brain is responsible for emotional pain—and now it’s starting to make you insane.

It’s Eunbi’s fault. She has to pay for cheating on you, and the best way she can is with her body. This is what you truly believed when you ravished her last night, but now, you feel a lot less comfortable thinking about that guy who ravished her the night before. Was it all a lie you told yourself that things would be fine if she confessed and submitted? That a week of hate-filled sex could salvage things?

What idiot actually believes these things?

Many hours have passed. Many times you have seen this exact tree currently in front of you. Many rings were formed over the passing years, making this old oak right in the heart of the city exceptional and impressive. If only your marriage could be like that. Just comparable would be enough.

Mindlessly, you play with the ring on your left finger. Why were you here again? The trees, the bushes, the grass, they won’t have an answer for you; neither do the birds, squirrels, or strangers passing by. It might all be in vain already. Because of Eunbi, there is no way to return back in time to stop your heart from crumbling..

Get to Hyewon.

You gasp at the sudden realization. The random, senseless strolling had your mind fuzzy and you forgot why you even left the house in the first place. A quick glance at your phone: it’s already Saturday Night. If your luck strikes again, Hyewon will be at the same bar, at the same time, with the same attitude.

Send an aimless prayer that it will be like that and get back to your car. The radio shall not taunt you tonight.

The bar is a lot more crowded than last time. People have placed their chairs and bar stools in front of a small wooden stage in a cramped yet cozy corner of the main room. Excited chatter and laughter, mixed with the occasional colliding of beer glasses, make the atmosphere light and refreshing—except for the building heat caused by a lack of fresh air.

For a second, the busy bartender looks away from the crowd and sees you. You must look dumbfounded by how drastically a place can change overnight. He smirks and points at the far side of the room, somewhere behind the main crowd.

A squint of your eyes and you see her: Hyewon, leaning at a wall and closely eyeing the stage as if someone would jump out of the ground at any second. With a tip to your imaginary cap, you thank the mind-reading bartender, who only winks before preparing the next set of cocktails and beverages.

After a couple of hasty steps, you are able to squeeze yourself through a couple of playful discussions and cheerful conversations, getting to Hyewon without causing an accident. Before you can open your mouth and get her attention, everything goes dark, except for a lone spotlight above the stage.

Like they all have one mouth, the crowd gasps and then falls silent at the sound of a piano coming from two small speakers. The clacking of high heels on wood makes dozens of eyes focus on who enters the stage: a small, extraordinarily pretty girl with brown hair and in a light pink, almost see-through dress. Her eyes are focused, stern even, but they show an undeniable passion.

In a second of only slow piano play, you whisper to get Hyewon to notice you:

“Hey, Hyewon. I—”

“Psst! Sorry, but shut up. I wanna hear this.”

Her reply is definitive—and so is her index finger sealing your lips. Hyewon’s eyes are locked on the girl on stage, so you follow her lead to find out where this is going.

The second she starts singing, the tension that was building up evaporates. Her voice is magnificent, soothing, husky, melancholic. The way she pronounces each word and hits every sound leaves the entire crowd covered in goosebumps. Nothing tops a ballad, accompanied by a slow piano, especially if the vocalist is that talented.

Now you understand why all these people gathered here. They may not be many, but it still feels like a massive crowd at a concert or festival. Time flies by with each of her syllables, the perfect pitch, a magnificent voice. You feel like flying. Never before has this happened. The faint smell of liquor and wood adds unimaginable layers to this experience.

From the corner of your eye, the sight of Hyewon snaps you back to reality: the beauty drools heavily—even her tongue hangs out of her mouth. Her eyes are immovably fixed on the singing girl. Naughty fingers rub her covered crotch.

Only now do you notice that Hyewon’s dress has the same pastel color scheme as the girl on stage. Of course, it looks entirely different, especially with the exposed shoulders, but the biggest difference has to be a damp spot at Hyewon’s crotch.

Her fingers dig into the fabric, directly into where the wetness comes from. The way she rubs and curls each of her digits along her pussy lips and clit probably drenches her panties in arousal—if she is even wearing them.

Another strange, yet extremely exciting cocktail of emotions hits you as the vocalist hits her final, ethereal notes. Applause. There is second-hand embarrassment, there is lewd excitement, and there is reasonable fear. But beyond all, there is a throbbing erection poking at your zipper, caused by a horny fantasy that is growing with every moment you stare at the mewling Hyewon.

“Hyewon—ah, fuck it!”

Yank Hyewon up at her wrist and out of her self-indulged trance. After a loud yelp of surprise, she hides her body and subsequently, her juice-stained dress behind you. You part the diverging crowd easily. Most people already engage in the next interesting activity, only a few walk up and praise the beautiful girl who sang her heart out a minute ago.

You wait patiently until all of them wander away and step forward, suddenly on eye-level wíth the vocalist because she decided to kneel on stage. Hyewon’s trembling hands dig into your back like she is trying to get to your spine, but you swallow down your pain and continue with your plan.

“Hey, I, uhm… I wanted to say that your singing was absolutely insane. It gave me goosebumps!” you straight up say, smiling all throughout.

“Aw, I’m so glad you liked it, thank you!”

The bright smile which makes her eyes disappear infects you immediately.

“I felt like I was flying. This was an ethereal experience, and I am so grateful I got to witness it for free. Your voice is a gift.”

“Thank you, thank you!”

“I’m serious. I wish I got an encore that would go to infinity and beyond!”

“Oh my, oh my.” The girl laughs and playfully hits your shoulder “You really don’t hold back your praises, kind stranger.”

“And you deserve every single one, beautiful stran—"

“My name is Yuri, you handsome guy!”

A gasp from behind you. It acts as a reminder that Hyewon is still hiding behind you, not involved in the conversation, although you started it for her.

It is your first time playing wingman and things are going very well. Revealing Hyewon, who obviously is more than interested in Yuri, will be a challenge, however. After all, her entire crotch is dark and damp. This could end in shameful embarrassment.

The gasp did not go unnoticed by Yuri:

“Oh, someone is hiding behind you. A friend? Are they shy?”

“Well, usually she is not shy, but… I guess something about you is different.”

Yuri moves her head back in surprise. Unabashed by the blush forming on her pale cheeks, she releases her stream of words onto you and Hyewon:

“Wait, what do you mean? I’m different? Hey, you. Can I see you? I won’t bite. I just wanna know what you mean.”

You feel Hyewon’s chin graze your back and her head peek out from your side. The moment Yuri meets her eyes is so intense that even a bystander like you can feel a billion sparkles light up the small distance between them. If magic exists, it’s odd.

Yuri is like a magnet for Hyewon: although she has good reason to hide herself, she moves out of her haven of safety and close to Yuri’s bright, angelic face, until she almost touches it.

“H-hello, you.”

“H-hey, Yuri. Yo-your singing w-was beautiful.”

“Well, uhm, thank you a lot.”

“Ju-just like y-y-y…”

You clear your throat to get their attention.

“Yuri, this is Hyewon. Hyewon, this is Yuri.”

“Hyewon… that’s a pretty name.”

Yuri’s voice, husky and sultry, and her expression, amazed and lewd, make your brain malfunction: it sends every last droplet of blood down to your length, while even infinite droplets of sweat are not enough to cool it down. You suspect Hyewon is the same: she presses her lower body against the wooden stage but squeezes a hand in between to most likely rub her folds.

“N-No! Yuri i-is a w-way p-prettier name.”

A delicate finger runs across Hyewon’s red and sweaty cheek, from the lobe of her ear to her slightly parted lips. She visibly melts under Yuri’s touch, who gets on her knees and bows down from the stage to Hyewon’s ear. A short wave of words, undetectable to you, makes Hyewon’s glassy eyes grow wide open as the glisten of drool sparkles on her lips.

Out of nowhere and with incredible haste, Yuri pinches her chin and points at the door Hyewon pulled you through when you first met her. The hallway behind it—you can still clearly remember it—and Hyewon’s room at the end of it. Yuri’s intentions are unmistakable.

“Your courage needs to be rewarded, Mister Handsome.”

If your mind weren’t void of blood and reason, Yuri’s way of dragging you and Hyewon into the room might have been awkward. But you can see it in Hyewon’s eyes—and you feel it in your own, lust-filled gaze: it doesn’t matter if anyone noticed the wet juices all over the dress or your throbbing boner towering in your jeans.

The door slams shut. Immediately, Yuri wraps each of her arms around yours and Hyewon’s waist, lips forming a passionate smile when she slowly whispers into the dimly lit room:

“I am so happy you came up to me, Mister. I haven’t done it in months. And… to be honest… I have never done it with another woman.”

She lowers her head to hide what you assume is shame or embarrassment in her usually confident expression. Except for a short sigh by Hyewon, everyone is quiet. Nothing happens and the strong, sexual tension might end in awkwardness. No one is taking the lead, until…

“I-I will show y-you, Yuri.”

Hyewon guides the vocalist to the bed. Four shoes fall onto the wooden floor as the two beautiful ladies lay down next to each other, and you are the only one to witness it. The only one to witness how Hyewon cups Yuri’s face and carefully inches closer, until two pairs of lips meet. The only one to witness how two hands experience Hyewon’s body and drag along the perfect curvature, until they reach the wet spot.

“Hy-Hyewon—”

“This is, this is what you do to me, Yuri.”

“I—Hyewon, you, you are so beautiful.”

Their lips crash again, passionately exchanging love and saliva. Yuri’s inexperience with girls quickly shows, however, and Hyewon takes control. She hikes up Yuri’s dress until her adorable white panties are visible. The vocalist gasps when Hyewon’s fingers run across the insides of her thighs, collecting all the slick juices and even brushing against her clothed pussy.

“A-are you okay?” Hyewon asks, looking deeply into Yuri’s eyes. She will—you are certain of that—detect every lie that might come out of Yuri’s mouth.

“Y-yes. Please don’t s-stop, pretty girl.”

Being witness to such loving foreplay might be already great for you, but you would be a fool to not join what might be a one-in-a-million opportunity.

Remove your shirt and jeans, leave them next to the collection of shoes next to the bed. Then you decide to lay behind Yuri, spooning her so that there is enough space for everyone. Your erection pokes her small butt cheeks, and she mewls into another Hyewon-dominated kiss.

“You mind if I join? You two seem very occupied,” you say while kissing Yuri’s nape and caressing her back through her dress.

“Not at all,” Hyewon whispers and gets rid of her dress, basically throwing it over her head into the room. Yuri and you ogle at the sexy lingerie Hyewon decided to wear tonight: a lace bra in purple and lace panties which would have been in the same color if they weren’t wet.

Yuri is a lot slower when removing her outfit, although there is nothing to be ashamed of. Her body is in excellent shape and the plain, white undergarments may fit her better than the slinky purple of Hyewon—not that you were in the situation to complain.

“This is all so… new for me. I’m excited, but—”

“Are you okay if we lead the way?” Hyewon asks while stroking Yuri’s brown hair and removing it from her sweaty forehead. The small woman nods.

“Good then. How about some spooning while I—”

Hyewon cuts off her sentence by taking one of Yuri’s tits into her mouth and roughly sucking it. With a fierce look and fingers pointing to Yuri’s entrance, you get her idea and immediately follow suit.

From behind, you insert your cock in the small girl’s thigh gap and align yourself with the moist pussy. A gentle thrust later, and you start to penetrate Yuri. The texture leaves you in awe and the hotness makes you groan in pleasure.

Yuri is completely overwhelmed by the attack on her sensitive spots. Instinctively, her legs open, giving you easy access to fuck her faster, while Hyewon rubs her hard clit. Yuri covers her mouth to deafen her moans and screams, but her voice is too powerful. You can hear her getting louder and probably closer already.

Hyewon finishes sucking on Yuri’s small yet magnificent breasts and kisses all over her tummy, down to her hips. With licks that increase in frequency and speed, she arrives at where you thrust in and out of her. Hyewon looks at Yuri’s cute pussy and how your big cock fills it up, then she starts violently sucking on Yuri’s clit.

“Oh my God! F-fuck, Hyewon, Mister—too much!”

Because you still did not have the chance to touch her tits, your hands wrap around Yuri’s small frame and creep up to her chest. The very moment you graze her nipples, her walls clench down hard onto you, and a waterfall of words comes out of her mouth:

“Ah, fuck! S-so fucking good! P-please don’t stop, never stop! I’m so close, ah, oh my God! Why is this so good?!”

You look down at Hyewon, but she only has eyes for Yuri’s clit and how to stimulate it more and more and more. Her own hands rub along those smooth inner thighs and then up to those puffed lips, adding yet another element to push Yuri over the edge. With a strong suck on her clit while deeply looking into her eyes, Hyewon finishes her off.

A scream. Then a stream of juice. Yuri’s orgasm shakes the bed, the ground, the earth.

Yet it’s still not over.

Both you and Hyewon continue without pause through Yuri’s climax. The goal: getting her into the next. No regrets, just pleasure. After all, this is one in a million for the two of you—and for Hyewon, it might be even more meaningful than you initially thought.

Yuri’s limbs shake violently, so you grab her legs to keep them apart. It would be harder to fuck her if they closed, although her thigh gap definitely isn’t bad. Maybe something you can do later.

Hyewon does something similar to Yuri’s trembling hands by intertwining them with hers. She stares upwards and you know their eyes meet, but you only see Hyewon’s, which are filled with lust and love. So it feels only natural that Hyewon continues to pleasure Yuri’s hard nub with all her oral power.

“Hye-Hye-Hyewon! H-harder, please! Mister, faster! P-please, again!”

Gladly, you oblige Yuri’s screams. Each move of your hips is now amplified by you jamming her down on your cock with your hands. Loud slaps at the point of collision on Yuri’s ass, but it’s all drowned out by her screams. You see her sweaty hands as they dig into Hyewon’s messy, wet, yet absolutely stunning hair. The wetness must mostly be Yuri’s girl juice because she squirts a lot while cumming.

And she already does again.

The tightness squeezing repeatedly makes your head dizzy. Only milliseconds before you would have busted, you are able to pull out from probably the hottest pussy you have ever made love to. Your cock feels the soft skin of Yuri’s thighs that shake like the rest of her body does—except for her hands that try to drown Hyewon in her convulsing heat.

“You are too good, oh my God! Y-your t-tongue, ah!”

Hyewon frees her head with feral force and you are only able to watch as she pins down Yuri underneath her. The purple panties fly away into the room, which will probably never be rid of the smell of sex.

You adjust yourself behind them to take in a scenery of indescribable hotness: Hyewon’s leaking slit is only a couple of inches above Yuri’s. Her hairless, red entrance still twitches, while Hyewon’s seems to beg for any kind of stimulation. Further up, two tongues thoroughly touch, travel, tingle the opposing mouth. Hyewon lets a lot of saliva and freshly collected juice run into Yuri’s mouth.

Nothing could make this scene any hotter—

“Hey! You gonna put it in or do I have to beg?” Hyewon mewls, as Yuri tears down her bra, not bothering to open it.

She does not need to beg. She doesn’t even have to wait. Your cock slips into her needy hole with ease and it’s just like when you had sex with her back then. Doggystyle, on the same bed, in the same bar.

However this time, there is no hate involved, but another beautiful woman, massaging and licking Hyewon’s voluptuous breasts underneath. Hyewon yelps when you start to pound. Although the pace is a lot slower than last time, the texture of her insides is still impeccable and you can’t help but grab her amazing hips to give your thrusts more leverage.

A hiss from Hyewon. A whisper from Yuri. Whatever happened might be excused with Yuri’s lack of experience—maybe she went too far or too hard, but it seems to not make a difference, as you watch Hyewon guide the flushed girl back to her mounds. Her moans grow louder, intensely passionate even, whenever Yuri gets more involved.

Your admiration for her slippery, tight hole, which is a fitting stimulant for your cock, mixes with the admiration for her smooth, curved backside. A feast for the eyes, from her ass to the back of her head. Instinctively, your hands run all over the perfect paleness. You only know of one other woman that rivals Hyewon in this department—but it pains thinking about her.

Plow faster to forget, although it might be to no avail. From your half-opened, pained eyes you see Hyewon focusing on Yuri, and Yuri focusing on Hyewon’s chest, her midriff, her pussy. Eventually, the small woman is between your knees while she licks the hard clit above the snatch you fuck.

Hyewon’s head crashes onto the mattress. Her hand shoves Yuri’s face at what you assume is just the right spot. With excessive trembles in her thighs and high-pitched moans, she announces her orgasm.

“Y-Yuri, oh my God, so good! Fuck, I’m—ah!”

You could swear that something has never been tighter than Hyewon is right now. Yuri’s tongue did things to the bisexual woman that you could have never dreamed of. With four, five exhausting thrusts, you make her walls white, your mind white. For a second, all worries matter not—yet they still dawn on you.

You pull out and back off with unstable feet. Hyewon’s hole convulses, pushing your seed out of her and onto Yuri’s unexpecting face. She gasps in an incredibly sexy voice, just to follow it up with a giggle in the same pitch.

Hyewon crawls down to her and licks your white batter from Yuri’s nose, chin, throat, cheeks—lips. They indulge in a kiss. Every sloppy sound fills the room, reaches your ear, and finally flips a switch in your head.

It was quite obvious that Hyewon fell for Yuri during the show.

Quite obvious that you are the third wheel in this threesome, a glorified dildo.

Quite obvious that this will be a one-time thing.

Should I go back? Back to Eunbi?

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