#moonbyul x reader

[kimbappykidding]

Hot things Mamamoo do that drive you crazy

Solar - How she'll do anything for you

Solar had many beautiful hot qualities but the one that always got you the most was how she always treated you with so much kindness and care.

Family events were always stressful but without Solar by your side, tonight had been positively painful. Your sister had thrown a baby shower which was fine but rather than being a small event it was a huge party lasting all weekend with a gift register for tons of non-baby related gifts and an extravagant gender reveal as if they weren’t problematic enough. Solar was meant to be with you but she'd had a sudden crisis at work meaning she couldn't be. You were fine with her work being so demanding but if you ever needed her it was this weekend and she hadn't even texted you to tell you when/if she'd be able to join you tomorrow. So you were more than a little pouty at your girlfriend when you saw security enter and go to your sister. She pointed to you across the room and the men approached. "Excuse me are you dating a girl called Solar?". You nodded "yes I am, why?". "Please follow us" they said and led you out of the party to the front of the property where Solar was handcuffed. "Solar!" you cried and she smiled seeing you "Y/n! See I told you my girlfriend was here!". "Why is she handcuffed?" you cried and the main security guard looked at you "we caught her scaling the fence and thought she was an intruder". "Scaling the fence" you said looking up at the towering metal fence and your small girlfriend "Solar what were you doing?". "Well I raced here after work because I wanted to be with you but when I got here the gates were locked. I couldn't see any intercom so I decided to hop over and that's when these guys attacked me". You smiled at how even handcuffed she was ready to take these guys on and then realised Solar hasn't even changed clothes before leaving work. You looked at her shoes and back to her "you climbed the gate in those heels?" you asked. Solar grinned "yeah, I've got a great core and arms remember?". Like you could forget! You stared at her in awe and only came back to your senses when they finally started taking her handcuffs off. Solar rubbed her wrists and you flew into her arms. "I'm so sorry I'm so late. I texted you to keep you updated" Solar said. You frowned "no you didn't..." before your phone suddenly lit up like a Christmas tree. "Only my sister would pick a venue with no signal" you sighed. Solar rubbed your arm "I know but it's pretty right". You nodded "I suppose...I still can't believe you climbed that fence for me". Solar smiled "I'd do anything for you and because I knew this wouldn't be a fun weekend for you I might've made some calls and got our room upgraded to their platinum suite". "You didn't? I thought my sister said that room was taken". Solar shrugged "yeah but not for a famous kpop idol and her girlfriend" making you blush. "I also scheduled us in some massages tomorrow after your sister's brunch because I figured we'd need it and oh would you look at that...I have to be back at work in the late afternoon so we have to leave early too and there's nothing we can do about it" Solar said smiling sweetly. "You are the woman of my dreams!" you cried picking her up and Solar laughed. "Thanks" Solar smiled kissing you softly "want to go check out that platinum suite together?". "Try and stop me" you replied and rushed away together. "Did I mention our room has a balcony and a hot tub?" Solar asked "I told them to have some champagne chilling, ready for us". You beamed "you're amazing" and Solar smiled "I know" with a wink. This weekend was suddenly looking a lot more fun.

Moonbyul - The look she gives you when she knows you want her

You'd had a crush on Moonbyul quite a while before you got together. She was just so funny and confident, you were into her long before she noticed you existed but when she did everything changed. Moonbyul was a huge flirt and much bolder than you. When she started liking you she began flirting with you and when she noticed the effect that had on you she did it even more. Until Solar told her to stop torturing you and just ask you out. Which she did and you'd been together ever since...but Moonbyul never lost her effect on you and she loved it. You were also an idol and your Twice members and the rest of Mamamoo knew you were together but nobody else did, meaning at events you had to act like you weren't together and Moonbyul loved making that difficult for you. Your groups Mamamoo and Twice were at an event together as you were ambassadors for the same company. It was for a fun female-led cosmetic company that did everything from makeup to medicinal products. You were all gathered in a studio for a photo shoot and the minute Moonbyul saw you she smiled making your cheeks flush but that wasn't the only reason. The stylists had nailed Moonbyul's vibe and had her in a beautiful red military-style suit. She looked like some sort of hot pirate and your jaw dropped at how good she looked with her straight black hair. Chaeyoung burst out laughing seeing you and Jeongyeon nudged you "Y/n close your mouth". You did quickly averting your eyes to stop your blush but could hear all your members giggling. Moonbyul knew you liked her in red and so her eyes were glued to you when you walked in and she got the ideal reaction. "You're totally going to mess with her aren't you?" Wheein asked and she grinned "Oh yeah!". Moonbyul was the first member of the group to come over and introduce herself to you all. She greeted all your members before pausing in front of you with a wide smile "Y/n isn't it?" she asked playing dumb and you nodded "yes". "Pretty name for a beautiful girl" she said and carried on down the line as if she hadn't made you blush with 6 words. Then the host asked for some photos and since Mamamoo were smaller than your group they asked for you to intermingle. Moonbyul pretended to be looking for a spot before she appeared before you and Sana "mind if I slip in?" she asked. "Be our guest" Sana said with a grin making room and you shot her a look that said "traitor" but lost that anger when Moonbyul touched your waist. "Sorry I'll just stand behind you so I don't block your gorgeous self". Moonbyul kept the hand the camera couldn't see on your waist and before they took the photo leaned in "you do look really beautiful though, so beautiful I can smuggle this suit home if you want to play with it later?" she whispered "if you want that turn your head left". You, of course, moved your head and Moonbyul laughed "I love how much you want me" and you elbowed her slightly. Moonbyul giggled "it's okay I want you too, you look so hot in that skirt" and you began coughing. "Okay Y/n why don't you stand over here where there's some air!" Jihyo called and Solar nodded shooting Moonbyul a look. Your girlfriend just grinned widely though shooting you a wicked grin. Moonbyul was dangerous and she knew it.

Wheein - Her idol side

Even though your girlfriend was an insanely successful idol you never really saw into her world much. You listened to how her day was and of course, supported all her comebacks but that was as far into the idol industry as you got, until one day 6 months into your relationship that started to change. As you both got more serious you began to rely on one another more. So when Wheein forgot her wallet she texted you asking if you could bring it to the studio for her. You'd never been before and walked inside looking around at everything with wide eyes. It all looked so fancy and expensive and it suddenly hit home what your girlfriend's profession was. You told the receptionist why you were here and she nodded telling you which room Wheein was in and knew you by name which was impressive. You wandered down the hall until you heard music and walked into a studio. You spotted Wheein immediately and froze because she looked so good! Wheein was always beautiful but it wasn't her looks that caught your eye, it was how good she was dancing. She looked effortlessly cool and whipped her hair around before casually kicking her leg up as high as your head. They were clearly rehearsing some choreo so you didn't interrupt and instead just stood by the door and admired your girlfriend. When the song finished Wheein spotted you immediately and bounded over to you. She was sweet and kind like the Wheein you knew but you couldn't get the stage Wheein out of your head! Later that same week you finished work early and texted Wheein asking if she wanted to go out to dinner. She replied saying she just had one fitting left and then could go so invited you to come over to the tailors and text you the address. The tailor's shop was cool but a lot more normal than Wheein's cool company HQ so you felt more at home...until you saw Wheein. She was on a small platform while two tailors fussed around her. She was in a beautiful white suit with a cute crop top underneath. It looks so professional and your mind immediately went to your favourite K-drama because she looked exactly like a high-profile CEO. You had no idea what the tailors were doing because she already looked perfect and told Wheein that as you headed out for dinner together. She just blushed and shrugged off your comment but you were serious. You finally saw the fruit of Wheein's labour the next weekend when Wheein's group were performing at a show. You'd never watched them before but wanted to support Wheein so promised you'd watch it from home and cheer her on from home. You knew Mamamoo were cool but when they took the stage everything changed. You saw everyone in the room sit up and pay attention and did the same. Wheein killed everything from vocals to dancing and of course visuals. When the performance finished you wanted more and were still watching Mamamoo performances when Wheein called you. "Hey I just got backstage, so did you like it?". "Like it?" you asked "Wheein you're amazing! You're so talented and rocked that stage. You were so hot!". Wheein giggled and then asked in a shy voice "hot huh?". You nodded before realising she couldn't see you "so hot! You looked so confident and powerful...I've been watching videos of you since the performance because I can't get enough". Wheein laughed again and you could imagine just the smile she had on her face when she asked "hmmm well how about I give you a live rendition when I get home if you liked it that much". You said yes about 10 times before Wheein promised you she'd leave as soon as she could to come home to you. Needless to say, you were eagerly awaiting her arrival, officially a Moomoo and the luckiest one in the world.

Hwasa - Everything

It was commonly known that your girlfriend was the hottest thing in kpop and you were very much aware of that. People would always tell you how lucky you were and how beautiful Hwasa was and you agreed with them completely. However, what they didn't know was, just because you were dating the hottest woman in kpop didn't mean you knew how to cope with that. Frankly, you weren't even sure how you'd found yourself in this wonderful position but you were here and loving it. Hwasa didn't even have to do anything for you to find her attractive. Sure her beautiful singing voice and confidence were so attractive but even just seeing her cooking breakfast or coming home to her after a long day of work got your heart beating fast and your palms sweating. Hwasa claimed she didn't do it on purpose but you weren't sure you believed her. Sometimes you'd catch her smirk when she caught you watching her and figured she was aware of the effect she had on you and loved it...and you loved it too. Tonight you were at one of Mamamoo's concerts. You didn't want to be in some box on your own so Hwasa got you and Moonbyul's girlfriend front-row seats. You were having a great time when Hwasa walked out in a white dress that was totally your type. Hwasa knew that of course and also knew you loved her legs and so they were on show. Then when Maria started playing you were stunned because this was your favourite song of Hwasa's and she knew that. The glint in Hwasa's eye told you she had done all of this on purpose and you didn't know what to do. Hwasa strut around the stage, nailing the vocals and showing off her playful personality. She then started making her way into the crowd and made a beeline for you. The fans of course all went crazy and Hwasa played with them all before stopping in front of you. She made out like it was all random and she didn't know you. She sang your favourite part of the song to you, holding onto your hand and you wanted so badly to kiss her...but then Hwasa was back on stage and you thought you were safe but no. A sudden dance break was added and Hwasa performed some very hot choreography driving you crazy. When the number finished the other members all appeared and laughed muttering things to Hwasa. "That was on purpose right?" Moonbyul's girlfriend whispered in your ear. Hwasa made eye contact with you and winked making you laugh "totally on purpose". You couldn't even be mad, you were too in awe of the majesty that was your girlfriend Hwasa. Best concert of your life! _______

I’m back with another post for the greatest group in kpop! This girls are so amazing and I love putting more female work out there. I wonder which girl group I should do next? 

[cheesygroove]

Let's play rock paper scissors all night It's fine, I'll let you win

moonbyul x fem!reader — contains smut; overall pwp. sub!mb. overestimulation. no other cws. 380 words. minors dni.

The straps of Byulyi's outfit are neatly tied at her abs with a delicate lace just over her belly button. Your hand is under its thin fabric, feeling it tightening and loosening over your fingers as her breathing rhythm stays ragged. It poses a weak resemblance to how her inner walls once clenched on your digits — what's left of that now sticks to her stomach, on a trail that accuses you of contouring Byulyi's ab muscles with her own juices.

Her unintelligent and whispery requests bring a smile to your lips. On a usual day, Byulyi has a way with words, unless under your spell. 

"Any trouble with saying something, huh? What you wanna tell me, babe?"

Instead of speaking, she simply holds your hand and slides it down to the place that just got the most attention from you. Your fingers merely ghost past her folds — enough to elicit a shy moan from the rapper's mouth. 

Even the slightest increase in pressure against her vulva seems too much at this point. Her face contorts, but the sounds she makes are from pleasure. "Cute," you whisper, moving closer to her core, making sure that your warm breath is felt against it, "so sensitive because of me."

Two digits slip into her without a hint of friction, and Byulyi has no time to think before your tongue joins in stimulating her clit. Even though she seems like in a dazed state, her hip movements meet your thrusts halfway. Eyes widened, mouth agape with no sound coming out of it — until a loud ah is let out accompanied by a flood that soaks your palm. 

You gasp against her intimacy, mouth letting her personally know just how much you appreciate her efforts. Because Byulyi has earned it, you allow her to ride out the remaining climax with a tender passing of your tongue throughout her labia and clit, sweetly devouring every drip she gives you.

Upon getting up, the vision escalates from her abs, which contract and relax as Byulyi gasps for air, to her head that faces up, eyes lost in the ceiling. While not knowing that you're looking, she mouths an I love you and smiles lopsidedly.

You mouth it back, knowing she won't see it either.  

a/n: I'm terribly rusty, but I wanted to read/write sub!byul for a while. hope you enjoyed. xx

[emeraldelysian]

Moon Byulyi ✧ A Fine Taste

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Pairing: Moon Byulyi x Reader

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: With the late and disheveled arrival of your date, you are easily unimpressed by his demeanor and language. However, his lack of presence allowed you to engage in a flirtation with a woman across the bar- leading to heavenly wonders in the bar bathroom.

Wordcount: 2.6K+

Warnings: Brian’s lowkey homophobic, all my homies hate Brian; Reader has F. Anatomy; Bathroom Sex; Eating Out; Fingering; Praise Kink; Exhibitionist; Cum Eating

Note: This is honestly one of the best things I’ve ever written; Moonbyul is so hot in this and I don’t know if y’all will survive.

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MDNI, 18+ CONTENT

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“Sorry I'm late,” he says. 

As he briskly removes his jacket and shakes the rain from his hair, droplets fling onto the white tablecloth. A few land in the half-empty breadbasket, the contents of which are no longer steaming as they had been when the waiter first brought it to the table. 

“I’m Brian,” he says, extending his hand to you.

You scoff, rolling your eyes at the gesture—a bit too proper for someone who couldn’t even be bothered to account for the weather in rush hour traffic. Not to mention that he was interrupting wherever the night had been headed with the beautiful stranger at the bar, the one you had been eye-fucking the whole time you’d been waiting for him.

You shake Brian’s outreached hand anyway, hoping he doesn’t mistake the flush in your cheeks and cold sweat on your palms as a side effect of his presence.

“Y/N,” you say. For one horrific moment when he hesitates, you suspect he might bring your fingers to his lips, oblivious to your annoyance. Much to your relief, he releases his grip and narrows his eyes at the open bottle of wine chilling in an ice bucket between you both instead.

His brow arches. “Oh,” he says, frowning at the centerpiece, digging his wallet out of his pocket. “I see you’ve helped yourself. Not too expensive for a first date, I hope?”

It’s not just his words, but the screech of the chair and the stench of cheap cologne that makes you wrinkle your nose.

You don’t miss the way the brunette’s attention keeps drifting back to your table, her gaze flickering between you and your intruder.

You stifle a laugh. You weren’t invested in being set up with her mother’s colleague's son. But you do find it a little funny, now that he’s finally here, that he’s intruding on his own date.

Your admirer is clearly still interested, setting her sights now on your bare legs. Sucking in a breath, you steel yourself before crossing your knees. Your fingers twitch, but you fight the instinct to stop your skirt from rising to the side where the slit reveals your thigh.

“You’re in the clear,” You say, doing nothing to hide the sarcasm dripping from your tone. “It was a gift.”

His unkempt brows disappear behind his fringe. “Someone you know?”

Not yet. 

“Nope,” you reply, folding your arms, pointer finger tapping against your bicep.

He waits for you to elaborate.

Cocking your head to the side, you opt for playing dumb instead.

“Well, I guess we owe our mysterious onlooker a thank you,” he remarks after a moment of uncomfortable silence.

“My,” You correct.

His lips press together in a tight line. “What?”

“You were nowhere to be found,” you remind him. “So she is my mysterious onlooker, no?”

His pupils dilate, jaw unclenching. “She?”

You stiffen and nod, loathing how much you can anticipate his next response.

“Well, I guess I have nothing to worry about then.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” you counter, sighing at his baffled expression, “I’m not only into men.”

It takes a few seconds for your words to sink in and then, “Oh!” His face brightens, morphing into one of delight, as he glances around the restaurant, like a dog sniffing out his new favorite toy.

“Would you-”

“I need to use the ladies' room,” you snap, cutting off what was sure to be another request for a threesome from a straight man.

It’s not that you have anything against them- threesomes, or straight men in general. But you certainly won’t be entertaining anything with this one anytime soon, alone or with a partner.

Brian’s mouth opens and closes like a gaping fish washed up on the shore. You might have thought he was mildly handsome under different circumstances, but with the mere 5 minutes of his initial presentation, you were already tired of interacting with him.

You straighten your spine and walk tall away from your table. Your neck tingles as you pass the brunette woman, who is still nursing the same glass of whiskey, and her entourage. The sting of her eyes tracking your trajectory prickles every inch of your exposed skin.

You hasten into the bathroom and blow out a deep breath once inside. You blink at your reflection, fixing your appearance. Your palms linger, caressing and squeezing, imagining another pair of hands covering your own.

You could leave if you wanted. Just scrawl your number on a paper towel for your new crush and then sneak out the back. Then start a nice warm bath once back in your apartment, teasing yourself with your favorite vibrator. Dragging out your orgasm until you cum, fantasizing about those sunlit locks tangled through your fingers and soft rose kisses between your thighs. 

Your mother would be livid for ditching Brian, making it all the more tempting. 

With a sigh, you run the cold water into the sink, but just as you’re about to splash your flushed face, the door swings open, startling you. You glance up at the door through the mirror, the coffee-eyed beauty in holding eye contact with you as the door clicks shut behind her.

“Hello,” she says, calm and sweet with a soft hum of approval as her gaze lowers a fraction and your nipples harden beneath her stare.

Momentarily forgetting how to speak, your mouth snaps shut. The other woman’s lips curl into a soft grin, closing the distance to lean around you and turn off the faucet. 

“I’m Moon Byulyi, but you can call me Moonbyul,” she says, resting her hip against the counter, tugging her brown locks to one side to expose her neck, and angling her body towards you in the process. Your breath hitches, as you imagine running your fingers down Moonbyul’s clavicle.

You swallow. “Hi,” you say. Moonbyul arches a brow with such precision that you’re convinced she must have practiced that look at least a dozen times before. You clear your throat before adding, “I’m Y/N.”

“Hi, Y/N,” she murmurs, as a lover might from between the sheets. “It’s nice to meet you.” She doesn’t reach out to take her hand. Instead, she seems to be waiting for your next move. 

You wipe your palms on your dress, before wriggling them together. “You have a fine taste,” you murmur and immediately regret it. Moonbyul’s eyes light up, teeth sinking into her ruby-painted lip to stifle her laughter. “-in wine!” You finish quickly, blood rushing to your cheeks again. 

There’s a startling contrast between how controlled you are when men fawn over you, to how quickly you are reduced to a pool of mush when you’re caught in the sights of a pretty lady. Moonbyul licks her lips and all at once, the only thing you can focus on is how her mouth looks as inviting and red and sweet as the wine poured into your glass, empty and abandoned at the table.

Along with your date. 

There must be something in your expression that’s easy to read, because the next thing Moonbyul says is, “How long before you need to get back?”

You could tell her that you’re already planning an escape route, maybe even invite Moonbyul to come home with you. But the low huskiness of Moonbyul’s voice and the flash of danger in her eyes spark your curiosity past the point of no return. How far would you be willing to go here?

Your heart quickens, as you lift your chin and muster up the courage to say, “However long it takes.” 

Moonbyul’s eyes widen a fraction, apparently taken aback by this sudden forwardness. You wonder if you’ve made an awful mistake. 

You aren’t left wondering for long.

Time speeds up. One moment your feet are steady on the floor and the next your backside is pressed up against the sink while ridiculously soft fingers roam your torso, reaching upwards to trace your jaw, asking for permission. You release a shuddering breath and words escape you, before you’re frantically nodding into the kiss, hands skimming up Moonbyul’s silk blouse to knead her warm flesh.

You swallow Moonbyul’s moan as she moves to ruck up your navy dress. “Can I-”

“If you don’t, I will,” you admit.

Moonbyul beams at you and she melts into a puddle under your touch. “Up,” she commands and then adds, teasingly, “I want to see how fine my taste is.”

You bury your face in Moonbyul’s neck, sucking a mark onto her pulse point and nipping at her shoulder before obeying, hopping up onto the counter. A strangled gasp leaves your mouth when your bare skin hits the cool metal. 

Moonbyul shushes you, a gentle, “I got you,” passing her lips, breath tickling her chin.

Your stomach swoops as Moonbyul glides between your legs. She tugs the dip of your dress down like she’s unwrapping a present and swirls her tongue around your nipple like it’s her favorite flavor of ice cream.

You hiss at the sudden scrape of her teeth. “Wait-”

Moonbyul stills, instantly pulling back to check you over. “What’s wrong?”

“The door-” you pant. “Is it locked?”

Moonbyul’s smile is predatory. “Maybe,” she hedges, “if you want it to be.” Her lips brush against your ear. “But isn’t it hotter, not knowing if that inconsiderate boyfriend of yours will come barreling through here only to find my tongue buried deep in your cunt?”

Your moan is feral and yeah, maybe you should explain that Brian is most definitely not your boyfriend, but you’re not going to ruin this moment.

Your eyes meet again, mouth tumbling after. Moonbyul’s determination rolls off of her in waves, searching every inch of your skin, latching onto whatever sensitive flesh will make you shudder and gasp. Moonbyul rolls one of your nipples between her forefinger and thumb, sucking the other into her mouth with kitten licks and nips.

“You’re not playing fair,” you mutter, as Moonbyul draws her lips away with a pop, rewarding you with a seductive smirk.

“I don’t like rules.” The confession rolls off her tongue like it’s the world’s dirtiest secret. “But I do like keeping track of the ones I break.”

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” you groan while arching her back as Moonbyul slides your soaked lace panties down your legs and stuffs them into her purse.

“I’ll make up for it later,” she promises, the implication alone sending a thrill up your spine. Moonbyul sinks down to the floor. “Spread your legs for me, love.” 

Your head drops back and hits the mirror at the words. The ghost of a kiss finds the inside of your knee. 

“That’s it,” Moonbyul cues. Her praise does wonders to your body, sending a shiver straight to your clit. You briefly wonder if this is the work of some benevolent goddess, given that you were praying for this exact scenario not five minutes earlier.

You’ll worry about which religion to convert to later.

You look down just in time to catch Moonbyul in the act of sliding two fingers past her lips, sucking and coating them in spit. It’s probably not necessary, given that you’re practically vibrating with arousal, but Moonbyul makes a show of it and she’s such a pretty picture like this. 

Hell, you’re not going to stop her.

Moonbyul’s smile is coy when she catches you ogling her like she knows all the filthy thoughts running through your mind.

“Relax,” she says between quick breaths as she presses in closer. You grip Moonbyul’s free hand. Moonbyul flips it over lacing your fingers together, causing your heart to halt and stutter against her. “We’re both going to enjoy this.”

Moonbyul’s nose brushes up against your clit, breathing you in and sending small puffs of air over your center. Then, she pauses, leaving you wanting for a moment. She waits right up until you begin to squirm until a soft please leaves your lips. And then, as if that’s what she was waiting for, one long finger slips inside you with ease, the familiar pressure causing your eyes to roll back. 

It’s been too long since anyone has done this for you.

Moonbyul presses a chaste kiss to your clit before diving her tongue between your folds, humming and vibrating against you. You are up the wall with need, each new sensation igniting a white fire in your veins. She explores your cunt just like she explored the rest of you, thoroughly mapping your entire body with her mouth and tongue, and fingers. 

Moonbyul drags this out until you are dripping and pleading for her to return her attention to that bundle of nerves, before sliding another finger inside, curling at the knuckles, and playing your pleasure spot like a piano key. She learns fast, discovering where to apply more pressure each time you let out the most embarrassing noises, and exactly how much it takes to make you sing. Your toes curl as Moonbyul finds that sweet spot again and again.

“Hush,” Moonbyul murmurs from above your clit, causing you to jerk against Moonbyul’s mouth. “You don’t want anyone bursting in here to check on us now, do you?” You involuntarily clench down on her fingers and you feel Moonbyul’s smirk sweep across your inner thigh. “Or perhaps you do, naughty girl.”

With those words echoing in your mind, your orgasm builds inside you. Every thrust of Moonbyul’s fingers and every twist of her tongue brings you closer to release.

You thread your fingers through Moonbyul’s hair as delicately you can manage, but when they tighten and tug in spite of your care, Moonbyul’s movements grow more eager. She rolls her tongue harder against your clit, crooking her knuckles deeper.

There’s a sharp knock on the door and you gasp; the jump sends you right over the edge. You tighten and snap, riding out your orgasm on Moonbyul’s face, biting your fist to muffle your screams. Your vision whites out and your legs shake. Moonbyul slows her pace, gently licking around your folds as you come down from your high.

The deep voices behind the door grow louder and more urgent. You nearly panic but Moonbyul takes care of it. She pulls away far enough to shout, “Just give us a minute, we’re dealing with some girly issues if you catch my drift.”

You might have laughed if she weren’t so exhausted.

Once the footsteps fade away, Moonbyul rests her head against your thigh, looking through her lashes. “You good?” she asks softly.

You nod and smile back at her, standing to help Moonbyul fix her suit. You think about asking for your panties back but decide it would be better to save it as an excuse to see Moonbyul again.

You hop down and reach for Moonbyul’s hand, stilling yourself. “Will I be able to return the favor?”

Moonbyul cocks her head, licking the taste of you from the seam of her lips. You try not to, but you can’t help the shiver that travels up your spine at the sight. 

“Is that your way of asking for my number?” Moonbyul asks, coy.

Hesitating only a moment, you reply, “Actually I was asking if you’d like to come home with me.”

Moonbyul's smooth brow creases, eyes widening. “That’s rather bold of you.”

You bite your cheek to keep from snorting. “Not nearly as bold as fucking another person’s date on a public bathroom counter.”

“That’s fair.” She hums. “You’re going to break that poor boy’s heart, you know.”

Your nose wrinkles. “Doubtful, we’d only just met.”

“So did we,” Moonbyul counters.

You lean forward, lacing your fingers with hers. “And do I have the power to break your heart, Byulie?”

Moonbyul catches her grin between her teeth. 

“I think I’d like to find out, love.”

[purecantarella]

Settle the Score

day 7 yall and this one is significantly shorter since i had a couple meetings today that drew on longer than i thought they would HAHAHA but i still didn't want to disappoint so here we are!! i hope you all enjoy this one 😁 moon byuli x reader x ahn hwasa disclaimer/s : not as explicit but has suggestive content, minors i suggest finding some flufflier or angstier content

Moonbyul and Hwasa often butt heads and compete over the tiniest things. While some arguments were bigger than others, the two rappers would always come together in the end. This one though…short to say it was a civil war between the two since the day the found out you’d hooked up with both of them in different periods of their lives.

You’d met Moonbyul shortly after their debut and were immediately taken by her charms and wit, with a few dates under her belt she took you to bed in a night of intense passion. But upon finding out that you would be working with her in the same company, you broke off the budding relationship without much of an explanation. Much to Byul’s dismay.

As for Hwasa, you two met and hooked up by chance while she and Wheein snuck out during their training years at a club. You were both drunk and sloppily fucked in the bathroom, returning to your apartment only to wake up alone the next day.

It took them both by surprise when they saw you preparing their make-up for a music video shooting. You on the other hand tried to remain professional, unaware of the spark you lit between them.

It was all passive at first, until one day push came to shove and they wanted to know which of them you enjoyed the most.

Taking advantage of Wheein and Solar having their unit videos being shot for their promotions, both rappers corner you in the secluded dressing room.

“Come on, Y/n…It’s all just a bit of fun…” Moonbyul husks in your ear from behind you while Hwasa lingers beside you, her dark eyes already raking over you like a piece of meat. You shudder under both their fierce and fevering gazes.

You laugh nervously as Moonbyul trails your arm up and down with her on-stage swagger only adding to the temptation. “Yeah, no one’s going to get hurt. We just want you to settle a little dispute we have going on.” Hwasa adds before her signature sinful smirk pulls at her lips, “But if memory serves me right, you loooove getting hurt.”

Moonbyul feels a rush of jealously when Hwasa says that, the youngest’s lips already pressing against the apex of your jaw. Your head tilting to the side to give her more room to offer you ecstasy. The oldest unrelenting takes you by the waist, grinding her front into your ass and rubbing your sensitive skin as she did. “Byul, Hyejin…” You whimper as their persistence never wore out.

Both their low and sultry voices ushering you with calming words made you break to their demands. You turn to face the oldest of the two, catching her off guard, wrapping a hand around her neck. A hot flush coating your cheeks, “If it’s to settle you both…”

Moonbyul’s lips are quick to take yours in a loving yet rough manner while Hwasa took the opportunity to strip you of your clothing, leaving your body at their mercy. Both their eyes hungrily take in your figure, excitement and arousal filling all three of you.

Moonbyul takes a step away from you to nudge at an equally dazed Hwasa. “What’s all this fighting for? I think I’d be satisfied just hearing Y/n’s glorious voice again…” She pauses to look at a smirking Hwasa. “How about we focus on giving this gorgeous woman the best time of her life.”

You gulp thickly as you watch helplessly adjust their positions, the youngest sliding behind you, her hands kneading your ass like dough, and the eldest kneeling in before you, tongue poking out hungrily. Hwasa’s lips are on the shell of your ear again as you moan softly, her movements turning rougher and rougher as the seconds pass. “I couldn’t agree more.” Her hands slither from your bottom to your tits, taking special care of your nipples as she did. Your head falls onto her shoulder as she does.

Moonbyul smirks at your spaced out expression, “To hell with settling the score then.”

With that, she dives into your center, with Hwasa muttering the dirtiest things into your ear as Moonbyul took her sweet time lapping up your center. You cry out, gripping both their heads, silently begging for more.

Short to say, they’re schedule was delayed by at least an hour, much to the dismay of the company but to your pleasure.  

a little shorter than i would have liked but i am writing this rather rushed this time 🥹 i'll do better tomorrow everyone ))): in any case, i love you all so, so much!! i hope you're all keeping safe and i will see you all tomorrow!! - r

[justximagines]

moonbyul x female reader

Warning: suggestive language; sexual themes

Genre: Smutt(heavy); (slight)Fluff

Author's Note: I advise you to go read something fluffier

You sat on the very edge of the toddler's bed on one side of the room, tucking your child in, taking quick glances at your oblivious wife sitting on the edge of the bed on the opposite side. You could hear her low yet soft voice that she used only when talking to children, specially yours, and you couldn't help the wide smile growing on your lips as Mi-Yeon fell asleep to your tender caresses. Her little snores reassured you of her sleeping state, allowing your focus to be completely on your wife. Her slim body covered by her favourite sleeping attire, a pair of masculine shorts and a t-shirt. Her low humming of your daughter's favourite lullaby enchanted, not only your children but you as well, leaving you in a trance.

It left you in awe at how tender she was with your kids. How she, from the moment your relationship became serious, loved them as her own. When you first met her, you were pregnant with your at the time fiancée's children but when you told him the news, the next morning you had woken up to an empty bed and everything that was his had disappeared with him. You knew what that meant and it broke you, but for the sake of the child growing inside you, you took everything in you to keep going and take care of yourself. And, as if by destiny, you ran into her again eight months later at a convenience store. She asked you for your number and a friendship quickly bloomed. And a little over a year later, that friendship blossomed into a relationship. In half a year, she proposed to you. It was so sudden and so quick that it took you completely by surprise. And somehow you knew the answer right away, you had been so unsure whether or not you were ready for marriage in the past but with her.. it was different. You were ready for everything that life had to offer with her. And now there you were.

You had been so out of it that you hadn't realise your wife stood in front of you, her hand held out for you, until she rasped an "Honey." to get your attention. You took her hand, raising to your feet as she helped you up before pulling you close to her side as you two left the twins' bedroom. Her arm draped around your waist as she led you to your bedroom. "What's got you so out of it?" she asked as you two stopped at the entrance of your shared bedroom, taking your hands in hers, a soft thumb so soothingly rubbing circles on the top of your hands.

"Mm... Nothing, Byul-yi." you smiled widely but she gave you that i-know-better-than-that look and you giggled, "I was just thinking at how we came to be... How you've loved them as your own from the very beginning." your answer had her chuckle softly before a tender kiss was pressed to your forehead.

"I knew that being with you came with two little demons that I love so much. Being with you came with an instant family. The moment I fell for you, they became my own." her hands holding onto yours, "Even if they share no blood with me, they're mine too. Because they're yours. All three of you... Your my family and nothing will ever change that. Even if we were to ever separate, I'd still love them as mine, honey." that last part, although being one of the sweetest things you've ever heard, earned her a slap on the shoulder.

"Yah! You ain't getting rid of me ever." you chuckled and she hushed you making you raise a brow, "What's that for?'

"Are you trying to wake them up?" Byul asked, pulling you into the room by the hands, "Gosh, can you believe they're already five? They were nearly a year old when we started dating." and again you slapped her arm. “Aish-” she grumbled.

“Stop being so cheesy. You know that'll make me cry.” you pouted, walking away from her and into the closet but she followed you, well after a moment to realise you had just left her hanging there.

“I’m sorry-” she was cut short as soon as she entered the closet at the sight in front of her eyes. “Fuck...” she couldn't help but to mutter under her breath at your exposed body as you looked for a pajama to wear. The only thing covering you were your panties. And you couldn't care less that your chest was free from the bra at last and completely exposed for your wife to stare at.

“You alright, baby?” you asked knowing all too well that this was enough to completely change her mood. You hadn't turned to face her yet but she was already drooling.

“Mhm.” She stalked towards you, spinning you around and slamming you against the nearest wall as her eyes hungrily took in every inch of your body. Her action caught you off guard and a rather loud gasp escaped your lips as shivers ran down your spine at the cold wall pressed against your bare back.

“Moon...” it rolled off your tongue only making the previous innocent brown orbs become filled with lust and desire. And again you dared to spoke, your low voice coming out in a hushing tone, “Babe...”

As if ignoring your soft, hushing calls, her lips crashed against yours as she, by the waist, pulled you to her. Pressing you against her. That earned her a low moan from you as you could feel the tension grow at the feeling of her pressed against you and the sudden kiss. She smirked, having victoriously gotten what she had anticipated. Her tongue forced it's way into your mouth and you cave in. Your tongue fighting with hers for dominance until she pulled away, a line of saliva connecting you to her for a mere instant. She gazed into your eyes, admiring you. Although her eyes had darken a few moments ago and you could feel her hunger for you, it was still loving. You could feel her sincere love and care for you. You melted, completely oblivious to the world around you as she had taken all your focus.

Her arms wrapped around you tight enough to lift you off your feet. Your legs, as if by instinct, had wrapped around her waist and so had your arms wrapped around her neck as she carried you to the king sized bed in the middle of the room. You felt your back hit the softness of the mattress underneath you and in a swift movement you yanked your wife, making her fall on top of you. Her lips, once she adjusted herself, attached to your jawline and you couldn't help but to shut your eyes.

Smirking at the opportunity laid out in front of her, she nibbled on it leaving a love mark right there for everyone to see, you gasped at the boldness but it would truly bother you once your sweet session was over. She travelled to your ear, whispering the most obscene things she could think of before tugging and nibbling on your earlobe for an instant before biting down your neck. You knew very well how your wife was during your ..wet.. sessions. It always began with marking you, making sure whomever it was that saw you would know you belonged to someone. To her. And gosh, did that only excite you more.

“Are you wet for me yet..?” she whispered against your ear once again, her voice oh so sexily deep and it drove you crazy as you simply nodded biting at your lower lip to surpress the desperate whimper that wanted to come out. Regardless of your fight against showing your desperate need to be touched, she could always tell by the way your hands would grip her pajama bottoms. And she'd so dreadfully slow would bite down your collarbone to your breasts, biting and tugging on your nipples until she got enough moans out of you. Only then would her hand travel south, touching every inch of your body until it finally reaches your inner thigh, pushing it open, before you finally felt her palm roughly press against your center and a louder moan escaped you. “Shhh...” she rasped, sliding one finger between your folds before pressing it against your clit. Your hand immediately covered your mouth to muffle out another moan.

“Please...” you whimpered out lowly but it only made her remove her hand as her lips now kissed down your toned abs, giving them a couple hickeys along the way until she reached between your legs, pressing wet butterfly kisses on your inner thighs. It drove you insane how much she was teasing you and oh she was well aware of it. Your mouth opened to plead again but instead of words, a loud moan escaped you as she purposely licked your core. Tasting that sweet wetness of yours that oh she so easily got drunk with.

Your hand almost immediately attached to your wife's hair as her face dove between your legs and you could feel her moist tongue push it's way inside your tight hole. She didn't bother going slow, instead her tongue moved as fast and twisted as much as possibly could, tasting every inch of your insides driving you only the more insane as your hand on her hair pushed her head further against your center. Her hands grabbed you by the hips as she pushed you closer and trapped you. Her tongue hitting your gspot was getting you closer and closer to the edge and you couldn't hold it anymore, you were a moaning mess as your body twitched, well tried to, but she held you in place.

You were so so close to the edge, your walls had tightened around your wife's talented tongue when a knock on the door made your wife immediately pull away, leaving you hanging as she got up covering your naked body before opening the bedroom door only to reveal the two little twins holding hands with their stuffed toys blanket in their free hand with tear stained cheeks.

“Aw, another nightmare huh?” Byul-yi asked and the two nodded. Their tiny voice was enough to make you sneakily run into the closet to put on some clothes. Your legs were still a little shaky but your kids stood by the door.

“S-S-Scary...” the twins spoke in unison and your wife sighed, peeking over her shoulder before allowing the kids to enter the room and picking one by one to put them on your bed.

“Wait here, mama is gonna check on mommy really quick okay?” she had turned the TV on letting them watch cartoons as she joined you in the closet. “I have a total of 5 minutes to finish you off before they notice.” she spoke, stalking towards you and pinning you to the wall.

Instead of going down on you like she'd prefer, her hand travelled south and immediately, before you could protest, two fingers pushed their way into your tight cunt and a loud moan came out muffled as her other hand was pressed against your mouth. Her gaze on yours as her fingers slid in and out of you at a rapid pace. Her body pressed against yours as she curled her fingers inside you and your walls immediately tightened around her fingers as they pressed against your gspot.

If it wasn't for your bode being tightly trapped between the wall and your wife's body, you would have called to the floor as your legs started shaking a lot again as you got closer to your climax again as she made sure go faster. If it wasn't for her hand over your mouth, your moans and whimpers would've had the kids running into the closet scared.

“Cum for me, honey.” her words in that raspy, deep voice of hers was enough to bring you over the edge and your slick almost immediately began to drip down her hand. She slowed her fingers, allowing you to ride off your high before pulling away, sucking her fingers clean.

“Fuck...” you lowly muttered as she released your mouth, her hands now holding you up by the waist as you regained the strength to stand on your own.

“You should go clean yourself.” she whispered against your ear before she let go of you and walked away to join the kids in bed.

It took you a moment to gain the courage to rush into the bathroom and clean yourself. You could hear not only your kids’ laughter but your wife's as well. You got changed into clean pajamas and finally joined them in bed. You sat on one side, your wife's arms wrapping around you as you cuddled into her while the twins now sat between your legs. You couldn't help the whole smile on your face.

You were the first to fall asleep, sitting against the headboard with your head on your wife's shoulder while the twins ended up falling asleep sprawled over your legs shortly after, leaving Moon to chuckle softly at the view before she, herself, fell asleep with her head resting against yours.

[panda-writes-kpop]

Moonbyul as Your GF

A/N: Hello to my lovely guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! Sorry for the late post - I haven't been feeling fantastic of late. I hope your week went well, and I hope you're looking forward to relaxing and enjoying your weekend! ❤️

Also, we hit 800 followers a couple days ago and I am so shook and thankful like?!? I started this blog almost a year ago and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I'd ever hit a milestone like that. Thank you, truly, for sticking with me and enjoying the content I put out. I promise you that I have so much good stuff planned, you just need to give me a bit more time to show you all what I've been working on. 😉💞 aka the Avengers series is like five chapters from being done and then I can start making spoilers

Anyways, if you like fics like this, then you should check out my Masterlist!

TW: Mention of food

- Isn’t the biggest fan of PDA unless she’s super jealous of somebody else

- Then she has a hand wrapped around your waist, and she’s pulled you to her side

- Whenever she sees you, Moonbyul is immediately in a good mood because you always manage to make her day better.

- Gift giving is her love language, and she’ll literally melt for you if you give her a gift.

- She can be flirty and greasy, but she also has super sweet moments as well.

- Like, she’ll wake up and make you breakfast if you’re having an off-day or if you don’t feel well

- Or she’ll invite you to go out on a date with her if you need a distraction for a little bit

- Moonbyul encourages you in much subtler ways than most

- She’ll give you back massages if you’re spending all day studying, or she’ll place snacks next to you so you remember to eat

- She also writes cute little notes that always make your day so much brighter because of how sweet they are.

[moomoosomniatales]

Lovers in The Night

MOONBYUL X FEMALE READER

MASTERLIST

Summary: You were a married woman whose husband would get home drunk and hit you. And one day, you walked into the grocery store with your 6 months old daughter, Jee-Yun. The bruises on your arms were obvious but no one ever dared to ask, except that one cashier.

Warning: mentions of domestic violence; mentions of attempted suicide; mentions of blood; mentions of death; mentions of child loss

Genre: angst

“I do.” you stated, a bright smile plastered across your lips. You were finally married. He promised he would change, that he'd treat you properly. And so you believed him. You were ready for the happiest life by his side as his wife.

But things only got worse. He didn't change and the beating only got more constant. Although he was out working for most of the day and you were left at the huge penthouse on the 99th floor of your husband's luxurious building until late in the evening, once he arrived he'd always be drunk, wanting your body but you weren't always in the mood and a no would lead to a beating and you curled on the floor of the locked bathroom with cuts and bruises. Shivering from the cold floor touching your then bare skin. And more than once did you ingest one too many pills to end your miserable life. But even that, he wouldn't allow you.

You lived like that for years, now with a six months old daughter that he despised with all his being so you lived with her attached to you at all times. To keep him from hurting her whenever she would cry or puke. You were tired of your life but you were terrified to leave him. You had no job whatsoever, no money to support your child.

Now, he had left for work for the day. You knew very well what expected you by the end of the day. But deciding not to think of it, you attached the baby carrier to your torso with Jee-Yun and took your wallet as well as phone to head to the grocery store nearby.

You were limping yet trying your hardest to hide it, your bruised arms bare as you took off your jacket from the heat. Pushing the cart in front of you, you'd pick different items and foods you needed at home. People stared at you, they whispered to their partner but none dared to approach you and offer a helping hand. But you no longer cared. Your eyes were empty, you were dead inside. And the only thing keeping you fighting for your life was your precious little girl that peacefully slept against your chest.

“Hello, ma'am. Would you like a bag—” the cashier stopped herself as her head rose to meet your gaze and her smile suddenly faded, a concerned look falling upon her beautiful features, “Ma’am, are you alright?” she asked and you simply nodded, putting on your most convincing smile. “He’ll end up killing you if you don't put a stop to it...” she stated, looking you in the eyes.

“I just fell off the stairs... It's nothing like that.” you lied through your teeth, but she didn't seem to fall for it.

“Ma’am, with all due respect... If you end up in the hospital who will protect your child?” she spoke leaving you to think about her words. “I watched my mom lose a child like that.. I lost my little sister just like that. You need to think of your kid and your own wellbeing.”

“Y-You what?” she stuttered out, freezing in place.

Closing her cashier, she took off her apron and walked outside pulling you by the hand, “Have you tried talking to the police?” you shook your head, if he found out then he would kill you. “Your parents?” this time you nodded and looked down. “They didn't believe you, did they..?” you shook your head and she sighed.

“No one does... My sister cut off ties with me saying I just want our parents attention...” you sighed, it had been a year since then and you didn't dare to tell anyone else anymore. You just lost hope.

“Let me help you. What's your number?” she spoke and you hesitantly typed it on her phone, “Name?”

“Y/N...” you muttered and she nodded.

“As soon as he opens the front door text me your address.” she stated, typing a message and sending it to you. “And don't let her out of your sight.” You nodded as she helped you reach for the grocery bags.

“Wait– I didn't pay for them.” you said, pulling out your husband's card.

“Don’t worry about it.” she said and sent you off. Sighing, you went back home. Your child attached to your chest while you carried the bags in both hands.

Time flew faster than you would've anticipated, you became anxious. Terrified as the doorknob to the front door was twisted from the outside and immediately, you texted the stranger your address. Perhaps she could save you from your misery, that was the only thing you thought before hiding your phone in one of the cabinets.

Heavy, stumbling steps were made heard as he looked for you. “Where are you, you bitch?” you hesitated but replied anyway laying your daughter down on the playground in the living room. Before you could stand straight, his strong hand took a hold of your long locks, yanking you back. You whimpered as he forced a kiss. He reeked of alcohol and you hated it. You had to hold yourself back from gagging as he forced his tongue into your mouth. You tried to push him off but he was stronger so you tried turning your face away. That earned you a harsh slap that woke Jee–Yun abruptly. She started sobbing but before he could hit you again, the doorbell rand. He shot you a don't-move glare before walking out towards the front door.

You immediately picked your little girl, tightly holding her in your arms as you rocked her soothing, your hand on her head as you held her close to your chest, “Shh, everything's okay.” you whispered, afraid he'd listen to you. You heard the door finally open and the familiar voice from earlier speak, “Is Y/N here?”

“She’s busy. Talk to her tomorrow.” he was about to close the door on her face when she spoke again, “I’m afraid it cannot wait until tomorrow, sir.”

He rolled his eyes, “And who are you exactly? Why are you asking for my wife when I've never met you before?”

“I’m her friend. You see, my sister passed away and I really must talk to her for support.” you could hear him scoff as he attempted to slam the door shut. The same door she kicked open, knocking him to the floor with a bloody nose.

She took that chance to rush past the door and into the kitchen to grab anything sharp to protect herself from the man twice her size. You ran into the kitchen, squatting behind the isle next to her with the infant tightly pressed onto your chest. His heavy footsteps were heard approaching the kitchen.

“Call 1-1-2.” she whispered to you before she rose to her feet, knife securely held in hand as she pointed it at him. “You’re such a coward. Preying on a child and a woman half your size, your own wife!” she hissed, glaring daggers at him.

“Stay out of this. Y/N come kick your friend out before I do it myself!” he called out and in fear you rose to your feet, infant tight against your chest. “Oh so there you were, you stupid bitch. You're telling your friends I hit you? I'm surprised she actually believed you.” he scoffed, charging towards you.

“Stay away from them!” she hissed out, pulling you behind her with one of her hands before both gripped the knife tighter again. It was funny how fate worked. How she so willingly put herself in harm's way to save you, a stranger she met only earlier at a convenience store. How a stranger saved you from your misery and you had not even gotten her name.

“Oh please. Even if you take them. They're my child and wife. I can easily get them back. No one will ever believe you. Her parents didn't believe their own daughter, her sister disowned her own twin. I've hit her for years and no one ever believed her. Not even the cops. You think she didn't call the cops on me before?” his chuckle made every hair in your body stand up. It was terrifying. Something out of a horror movie scene. Only this was real life. Your miserable real life.

“What did she even do to you?” she dared to ask and his eyes rolled as he tried to yank you to him by the hair. But silence fell upon the atmosphere, there were only the loud cries of your child, whose face was turned the other way to prevent her from seeing such scenery, filling the kitchen. Until a thud echoed. You opened your eyes terrified it had been.. her. Relieved when you saw her standing in front of you, you sighed. A sigh of relief. Your eyes then widened at the bloody knife in her hands that soon was dropped to the floor in panic. Only then did you see his body. Stomach raising slowly up and down. He wasn't dead. Not yet. You kicked the knife away. As far from his reach as possible before the stranger wrapped both arms around you and your child. Somehow, it soothed Jee–Yun who stopped crying, blinking up at her.

“Ma’am, the cops are almost there!” a faint voice was made heard from the fallen phone on the floor behind the isle. The three of them froze like that and that's when the cops came rushing in. They found themselves in a confusing situation. The man, husband and father of the woman carrying an infant was stabbed, was he innocent in all of this? Yet the intruder was so gently embracing the two. As if protecting them.

“What happened here?” one asked as the paramedics placed your husband on a gurney who was holding on for a very thin line.

“He’s been beating and abusing his wife for years. I tried to get them out of here but he charged at us. At her.” the slightly shorter female explained.

“Is that true, ma'am?” he asked you so the stranger let go of you only for your daughter to start crying again.

“Yes... She- She just risked her own life for me.” you spoke and he nodded.

“I’m gonna need you both to come to the police station to make a statement, regardless. Please, be there tomorrow morning by 8 in the morning. In the meantime, you should get some rest. It's late.” he stated before they bowed as he excused himself.

With everything that happened, time flew by and it was already 10pm. Jee–Yun should've been sleeping by now. But you were still so out of it that it completely slipped your mind. Until she tapped your shoulder, “Y/N, I think you should put her to sleep so we can figure something out.”

All you did was nod before you dragged your feet up the stairs and into the nursery room where you sat in the corner, rocking the chair back and forth as you fed the infant. And soon, she fell asleep latched to your chest, carefully you pulled away from her mouth before gently laying her down in the crib. The baby monitor was on and so was the nightlight as you left the room.

“Ma’am, I never got your name...” you softly spoke from behind her.

“I’m Byul-yi. Moon Byul-yi.” she said offering you a gentle smile, “How are you gonna do now..?” her voice was soft yet low, concerned.

“I don't know... He's not coming home anytime soon. I'll have to survive on the money he left until I find a job and someone to look after Jee–Yun.” you sighed, plopping down on the couch.

“I can try to get you a job at the store? It doesn't pay you as much as your husband received, this assuming by the looks of this penthouse.” she offered, you nodded.

“Anything. As long as I can afford even the smallest place to raise my daughter.” you immediately spoke. You didn't need luxury. You just wanted to have an income good enough to take care of your infant.

“Alright then. Why don't you come with me to the store after the statement is done?” she asked and you agreed with her.

“We should get some rest, we have a long day ahead of us.” you stated as you went to to lock the front door. “We have an extra room upstairs, please feel at home. It's already past midnight, it wouldn't be right to make you go home.”

“If you insist then, alright.” she said with a smile. Trying not to make things awkward.

“Please. It's the least I can do.” you returned the smile, somehow everything felt at peace.

Morning came and there you were, sitting at the police station as Byul went in first. Your daughter sat on your lap as you gently bounces your legs up and down. She giggled. Those innocent, baby giggles that always had your heart melting.

When she walked out, you were called inside so, you had to leave your daughter with her. Somehow it didn't worry you, unlike many other circumstances, you trusted someone else with your child. And so you went into the interrogatory.

“Mrs. L/N, please have a seat.” he kindly spoke, gesturing to the chair in front of him. With a bow and nod of your head, you sat across from him. “Please tell me, is that woman, in any way, threatening you?”

Your eyes widened at the question. How could they think she was the culprit? “Aniyo! I met her yesterday at the convenience store. She works as a cashier there and.. she saw the bruises in my arms that no one dared to ask... But she did. And she offered to help. Neither of us thought something as drastic as stabbing him would happen. Truly. She wanted to get us out of there safely but he tried to hurt me again.” he would nod softly every now and again as he scribbled on his notepad.

“So, the injuries caused by the knife on your husband's abdomen were merely out of self defense?” he asked, wanting to make sure he had understood her properly.

“Yes, she was—” she was interrupted by his phone going off.

“Please, excuse me just a moment.” he said, bowing as he walked to the farthest corner of the room before picking up the call. It took a maximum of five minutes until he was sitting down on his chair, “We have some news regarding your husband's critical condition.”

You felt your eyes water, not worried he'd pass away but worried he'd be sent home, “H-He can't be sent home. He'll kill me!” the panic in your voice was evident. There was no denying how horrified you were of your own husband.

“Your husband has passed away, ma'am.” a sigh of relief escaped your lips as your tensed body relaxed just slightly. “You really are terrified of your late husband, huh?” all you did was nod as silence took over.

“I called the cops on him once... I tried telling my parents, my sister... But no one believed me.” you admitted and the detective gave you a sympathetic look.

“We apologise for not having taken action earlier, ma'am. You may go now, his assets will be transferred to you and your child. Please, take care.” he said as he rose to his feet, opening the door for you. But as you walked out, Byul was nowhere to be seen and your heart dropped. You ran outside only to sigh in relief as you caught a glimpse of them across the street. Byul sat on a swing with your daughter in her lap, carefully swinging back and forth as your daughter laughed.

That sight was all that was needed to make you start falling for that woman.

You made your way towards them, a soft smile on your lips as she looked up at you from the swing, “Sorry, she was getting fussy and I figured, since the park was just across the street it wouldn't be an issue.” she explained, rising from the swing.

“It scared me a bit, not gonna lie. But it's alright. I saw you two the second I walked out.” you said, a chuckle leaving your lips as Byul carefully gave you your infant back. Or at least tried to. But Jee–Yun had other plans as her tiny hands clutched onto the girl's jacket, “Wa, you don't want mama at all now, do you?”

“Baba.” she babbled and you shook your head with a laugh.

“Ouch, bye bye?” you gasped, pretending to be offended and the infant nearly jumped back into your arms making Byul laugh at the scene.

“Mama.” it had been her first word, it didn't sound fully right but it was understandable in some ways what she was trying to say. You froze, gazing into her beautiful tiny brown orbs in shock.

“Wa! Congrats, little one, on your first word. Look at that, you made mama surprised.” Byul said, gently shaking one of her tiny hands, with a chuckle.

Your gaze shifted between your daughter and her, a smile lingering on your lips as your kid giggled with her.

“You wanna go wake up mommy?” the six-year-old immediately nodded to the question, running towards the stairs, “Don’t run on the stairs!”

“I’m sorry!” the kid apologised, carefully going up the stairs before running into your bedroom, “Mommy, mommy! Wake up!” she said as she climbed into the bed, jumping next to you.

“I’m awake, I'm awake...” you mumbled half asleep as you sat up before your eyes went wide, “Jee-Yun! We've talked about this!” you scolded and she immediately stopped jumping.

“Sorry, mommy.” you sighed, tapping your lap for her to sit.

“It’s okay. Mommy's not mad, I just don't want you to get hurt. Okay?” you softly spoke and she nodded with those puppy dog eyes. You pressed a kiss to her forehead before ruffling her hair.

“Mama is waiting.” she said and you nodded with a chuckle, getting up with her on your hip.

“Man, you're getting too big.” you teased as you carried her downstairs.

“Yah! I thought I told you not to carry her!” Byul immediately came up to you, taking Jee–Yun from your arms, “You can't carry anything heavy right now, you heard what the doctor said.”

“Sorry, sorry... I forget...” you apologised, looking down as she let out a sigh. An arm wrapping around you while the other held Jee-Yun on her hip before pressing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Come on, I'm not mad... But you worry me when you do that.” she admitted before setting Jee-Yun down. “Let’s eat. I made your favourite?” your whole face lit up at her statement and you rushed to the table.

The two of you had gotten together a year after the incident, you were living together at your penthouse as you now run the building after your husband's passing. You had remodeled a few things including the lobby, but you had as well gotten rid of many employees that had corrupted visions like your late husband. You turned the illegal business he ran into a decent, honourable business. And you made quite the amount of money. But you weren't the only one making money as you found out a few months into being with her that she was in fact, the owner of the convenience store. She just took over her employees shifts whenever they had an emergency. Your shared penthouse was worth millions yet you inherited it from his passing. The only money you spent on it was remodeling it and refurnishing it completely.

You two never had an issue, sure there were minor fights but it all ends well. There was no such thing as you have your money and I have mine, they shared a wallet. By that I mean, what was hers was also yours and vice versa.

Now you were carrying precious cargo and were three months from your due date, married to the wonderful woman that saved you from your misery five years ago with a beautiful daughter and another on the way.

[byulsgrease]

for poorer ⋆ I promise you

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"Together or separate?" the cashier would inevitably ask.

"Together."

I always kind of enjoyed hearing that come out of her mouth, but my satisfaction would rapidly get eclipsed by the embarrassing reality that I had yet again forgotten my wallet. It was always something, though. Teachers growing up always called me absentminded, forgetful, what have you. As a kid I frequently completely forgot to do the backside of my homework and I’d lose my eraser once a year. Isn’t it every kid’s dream to completely use up an eraser? Although, I don’t even think Byulyi got that far. Anyway, that carried into adulthood too. My keys, my wallet. Small things that were a little too easy to misplace. Hell, I still do this now. But now I have a wildly elaborate reminder system so it’s a little more manageable.

Anyway, I tried to protest her kindness (and general adult-like responsibility) every time.

Something along the lines of— "Hey, you didn't have to do that."

"I don't have to do anything," she’d respond without skipping a beat, voice devoid of any reservation or judgement. She just smirked closed-mouthed, upturned like someone yanked at a string attached to the corner of her lips.

And that was that. I tried to put up more of a fight the first couple times this happened, trying to pay for her the next time around or bringing extra cash to sneak into her jacket pockets because she openly refused when I offered it to her normally. But just I’d find the cash back in my bag at home later. I gave up after that.

And out of college, being out of work for an extended period of time obviously meant tough times. Can't even call it living paycheck-to-paycheck if you're not getting paid. Sure, I had my parents. But it's kind of embarrassing, isn't it? I thought adulting meant— well, becoming an independent one. I guess it wasn't as bad as Byul, no siblings to constantly get compared to. But her incessant drive to accomplish her dreams ensured that even in the worst of times, she still had some kind of vision for what came next.

“How do you do that?” I asked out of the blue one day. We were chilling at home watching some random drama I don’t remember the name of.

“You’re gonna have to be a little more specific,” she chuckled, leaning back on the couch, hands interlaced behind her head.

“Like… everything,” The remaining thoughts just tumbled out in a hurry. “You’ve always got it figured out, or at least have some kind of plan for yourself. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you falter or stray from pushing for what you want. It’s like you’ve always known what you want from life.” You’re just so perfect, was more like what I meant to say.

“Hahah, well.” She paused to glance over at me calmly. “I’m human, so I struggle with all that too.”

“But how is it that you’ve never shown it?” I implored. “When I get stressed, I feel like that’s the only thing I feel. I literally can’t do anything else— it paralyzes me.”

“Mind over matter, plain and simple. There’s really nothing wrong with trying and failing. Sure, it doesn’t feel good, but better than not doing anything.” She waved her hands carelessly as she spoke. I tried not to take her advice as a jab, she didn’t mean it that way.

“I think I’m just 500 times more risk-averse than you are,” laughing to stop myself from getting openly defensive. “ENFP, right? Always so consistent, Moon Byulyi.”

“What can I say? You miss 100 percent of the shots you don’t take,” she teased with a wink, sprawling out her arms above the couch cushions. A subsequent eyeroll followed from me, flopping down and laying my head in her lap. Insufferable as she is, she’s always had that charisma. Yet another thing I look up to her for and would absolutely never admit because her ego would get too wildly inflated.

“Are you still gonna be acting like this when you’re 80?” I asked, tilting my chin to look up at her.

“Never too old to be charming.” She peered down with a grin, absentmindedly toying with my earlobe.

“Greasy gets weird when you’re old— isn’t it just creepy at that point?”

“Bold of you to assume I’ll ever reach that stage,” she gloated while winking again. God, her and winking. I let out some kind of exclamation in response to her eternal cringinesss, brow furrowed in an expression that surely contributed to my future wrinkles. “Seriously though, I think you’ll figure it out. I believe in you.”

“Yeah, but WHEN, is the question,” I huffed. Had to resist the urge to poke her finger with my tongue when she rested it on my lips.

“Shh, the drama’s getting good,” suddenly drawn in by the events unfolding onscreen. I sighed and turned to watch with her, mind still swimming with the existential question of what the hell I was supposed to be doing with my life.

[kimbappykidding]

How you ask Mamamoo out

Solar - She becomes an adorable mess

You'd liked Solar for a while now and admired so many things about her. How good a leader she was, how powerful her voice was, how loud and excited she got when playing a game and also how great a friend she was. She was always there when you needed her no matter her busy idol schedule and that's how you fell for her. All her members were aware of your crush on her and encouraged you to ask her out assuring you she would say yes but it took 3 months of them hyping you up for you to do it.

They'd even helped plan it for you and arranged for Solar to be in the practice room all ready for you when you "forgot your phone" and had come to look for it. Solar spotted you as soon as you walked in and shot you a big smile which made all her members smirk. You tried to pretend you hadn't seen them and smiled back at Solar. "Hey Y/n, what’s a nice girl like you doing here?" Solar called. That did make you blush but if you stopped what you were doing anytime Solar made you light headed you'd never get anything done. "I've lost my phone and I was in here rehearsing this morning" you said. Solar was immediately in leader mode "hmm well I haven't seen anything but let's search together yeah?". You thanked her and started looking in all the obvious places, the plug sockets, the corners, the mats etc. You felt slightly bad considering your phone was in your pocket but the members all gave you the thumbs up and conveniently left the room. After exhausting all the possible options Solar sighed "maybe it fell behind the sound unit? If you help me I bet we can totally move it" she said prepared to rearrange the studio for you but you stopped her. "No it's okay...I've been a few places so I'll have a look for it there". Solar nodded "do you need any help?". You shook your head "no I've wasted too much of your time already but I do have a question for you". Your heart was hammering in your chest but Solar just nodded "oh yeah? What is it?". You could feel yourself shaking and felt like it was 100 degrees in here but swallowed that fear and stared at the beautiful girl in front of you. "So I really like you, as more than a friend and was wondering if you'd maybe want to get dinner with me sometime?".

The few seconds before Solar responded seemed to go on for an eternity but when she responded it made it all worth it. Solar's eyes widened and then an unmistakable blush spread across her face and she stared at the floor unable to look at you. "Yeah I'd love that!" she said her voice breaking and she winced going even redder "I really like you too so would definitely want to do that...with you. On a date" she said mumbling and you couldn't believe 1. that she'd said yes and 2. that the unflappable leader was a blushing mess because of you! You always saw Solar as confident and cool but this was a totally new and unseen side. "Sorry" she said "I know I'm acting really uncool right now I've just been wanting to ask you for ages and I can't really believe this is happening". She was so damn adorable you took her hands and squeezed them "well it is, I think you're one of the kindest, smartest, most fun people I've ever met and I can't wait to pursue this with you". Solar went pink again but she nodded not looking away from your gaze "me too, I promise I'll be a great girlfriend...wait shit you didn't ask me to be your girlfriend just to go on a date dammit Solar! I'm sorry" she said to you and you laughed "Solar it's okay I love seeing this side to you". "You do? You're not regretting asking me out?" she asked and you shook your head "not for a second, so are you free Friday?". Solar nodded "yes" and you smiled "great I'll text you some places we can go" and waved goodbye. When you got out of the studio you both collapsed with huge goofy grins on your face.

 Moonbyul - She thinks you're joking

Let's be honest Moonbyul was a woman magnet, so there was really no questions of if you'd fall for her but more when and the answer to that question was within 1 month of meeting her. You thought you were a pretty slick gay, you didn't panic over a pretty face and were calm and collected but then you met Moonbyul and that all changed. She flirted with you 5 times in your first meeting and although you calmly flirted back with her on the inside you felt like your legs were jelly. Every meeting with her was like that as Moobyul was the queen of flirting. All her members claimed she'd met her match in you because you did flirt back with her and the two of you had a very cheeky friendship. The only problem with that is, you weren't joking. You meant every word you said to her but Moonbyul didn't realise that and you were too scared to tell her until eventually one day it just slipped out.

You were over at Moonbyul's house getting ready to go out shopping when as usual you got sidetracked. Moonbyul's new single came out and she asked if you wanted to listen to it and of course you said yes. You loved when Moonbyul rapped but adored her singing voice and smiled the whole way through it. "So what do you think?" she asked "I wasn't sure how my voice came across because you know it's not as strong as the other girls...." when you cut her off. "Moonbyul, it was amazing". "Really?" she asked and you nodded "yep, the beat was great and the lyrics were so truthful and so many people are going to connect with them. Plus your voice is beautiful just like you are". Moonbyul pushed your shoulder and stood up to get her coat "can you stop joking with me for 2 seconds?". "I wasn't joking with you" you said and Moonbyul shook her head laughing. You were tired of pretending so you were finally honest.

"I'm being serious, I think you're very beautiful and I really like you" you said and Moonbyul paused. She had her back to you so you couldn't see her reaction but could see how tense her shoulders had become. "You do?" she asked and you nodded "yes, I've been serious this whole time but never worked up the courage to tell you...you've never been a joke to me Moonbyul". Moonbyul still hadn't turned around and you had no idea what was going through that pretty head of hers. "I understand if you don't feel the same way, that's totally fine" you assured her "I just wanted you to know". "No" Moonbyul said and your heart froze, when she didn't reply you prompted her "no what?". "No, I want you" Moonbyul said turned around and you saw the shocked expression on her face but also the big smile. "This was never just a joke to me either and I'd love to take you out some time". You grinned before shaking your head "take me out? I asked you out! Surely it's me who gets to take you out". Moonbyul smirked "technically you just said you liked me, not that you wanted to take me on a date so when people ask I get to say I was the one who asked you out" she said poking you in the shoulder. You shook your head laughing at her "you're unbelievable!" and she laughed "I know but you're the one with a crush on me" making you blush. Moonbyul wrapped her arms around you in a hug and you gave in hugging her back "I am the person with a crush on you" and Moonbyul giggled which was the nicest noise you'd ever heard. You vowed at that moment to make her as happy and laugh as much as you possibly could.

Wheein - You have to get through her members

Wheein was the fake maknae of the group and you were aware all her members treated her that way. You found it really sweet how they all rallied anytime she needed anything and took care of her however you never expected them to be so protective over Wheein when it came to you. You'd been friends with Wheein from pretty much the start as you both debuted around similar times and from there your friendship developed into a romance. You weren't very good at keeping secrets so planned to ask Wheein out but also knew her members well enough to know they'd want to know first. So you texted Hwasa asking if you could swing by on a day you knew Wheein was off filming and she said yes.

You walked into the studio and saw the 3 girls messing around while they were supposed to be rehearsing. "Y/n!" Solar cried "tell them two to stop messing around and actually do some work". You raised your hands "I'm not taking sides" and watched as they literally ran rings around Solar before calming down. "So what did you have to tell us?" Hwasa asked and you paused "I'm going to ask Wheein out". They all paused and you knew you'd done the right thing coming to them personally. 

"You are?" Hwasa asked and you nodded "and I figured you might have questions". Moonbyul nodded "that's point 1 to you because yes we do, what are your intentions with Wheein?" she asked. You blushed "I just want to date her, to spend time with her and be around her more and see her smile". "Good answer" Solar nodded "and how do you plan to have a relationship while also being a busy idol?". You were expecting this one so nodded "well Wheein and I already have a successful friendship for a year while being idols. As you know we meet up regularly and I always respond to her messages within hours. I will make Wheein my priority and makes sure every day she at least hears from me virtually is not in person and of course I will discuss this with Wheein and make sure we have the same understanding about communication". "That is important" Hwasa admitted "finally, what are your plans for the future?". "For the future?" you asked and Hwasa nodded "do you plan on being an idol forever?". You thought about it for a few seconds before replying "I love singing and performing so would like to continue with my group for as long as we can but after that I'd like to step down from the spotlight and have a normal life. I'd like to move out of the city and settle down with some pets and just have a content country life". The girls all looked at each before nodding "okay well you've passed the test so we have no problem with you asking Wheein....". "Asking me what?" a voice called and you turned to see Wheein herself. "Wheein, I thought you had filming all day?" Solar asked. Wheein nodded "I did but then the director got called away on an emergency so we finished up and rescheduled. What's going on here? You look like you were interviewing y/n". "Well we kinda were" Hwasa admitted and Solar shot her a look. Wheein looked at you "Y/n? What did you want to ask me?". You blushed but shot her a warm smile "fancy getting a coffee from the canteen?".

Once you were refuelled Wheein turned to you with a concentrated expression on her face that let you know she wanted answers so you told her. "I'm here because I want to ask you if you'd like to go on a date with me". Wheein blinked "I'm sorry what?". "I like you Wheein" you said "and wanted to know if you want to be something romantic with me". Wheein blushed "I...but why did that involve my members?". You laughed "I know how protective over you they are so I thought I'd tell them first and answer any worries they had about me". Wheein's eyes widened "but they love you! I can't think of anyone better for me to go out with" before blushing. You smiled "they did approve but their opinion doesn't matter, only yours does. So what do you think? If you say no they'll be no awkwardness or hurt feelings. Absolutely no pressure". Wheein blushed "of course I want to go out with you!" and she reached across the table and took your hand. You both went pink as you stared at one another and then Wheein's eyes went to something behind your head and her smile froze "give me one minute, I have some members to kill for grilling you". She ran over to them and then ran after them when they fled knowing what was coming. You watched her track them down smiling to yourself because you'd got a date with that girl.

 Hwasa - She makes your sweat

You were known for being the cool girl in your group but nobody could compare to the Queen of cool Hwasa. You'd met through the idol circuit and got pushed together often for your bold stage presence and confident looks. You'd interacted a lot in this way and naturally became friends. You soon realised that while Hwasa was also shy and cute, her confidence was authentic and wasn't an act at all. She was comfortable in herself and loved herself which was one of the most endearing things about her and a reason you fell for her. She was perfect in about a million different ways and you decided you couldn't keep your cool member card and NOT ask her out.

You had the whole thing planned out. You were meeting up to go out to see a movie and then go for a meal. You purposefully dressed up hoping to impress Hwasa but when you got to her house to pick her up she was dressed in a stunning red trouser-top combo. "Wow" you said as you got out of the car and Hwasa smiled "funny I was going to say the same thing about your outfit, your ass looks amazing in that dress". You blushed "thanks I thought I'd dress up a little tonight and great minds clearly think alike because you did too". Hwasa smiled "we're just perfect for each other aren't we?" making you go bright pink and all you could manage was to open her door for her. Hwasa was usually flirty but this was something else. 

When you walked from the car to the cinema she entwinced your arms and you walked in together like a couple. Then during the film she asked if you could put your arm around her because she was struggling to get comfortable. You did as she said and she nestled into your neck and stayed cuddled up with you the whole film. Then on the drive to the restaurant she touched your leg when she got excited about some gossip she hadn't shared with you and then forgot to move it, keeping it there the whole way there. At the restaurant she kept complimenting you and when her food arrived she insisted you try it, even leaning across the table to feed it to you. So it was fair to say you were well and truly flustered and your plan had gone out the window. 

As you were walking back to the car Hwasagrabbed your hand and a lady commented on how cute the two of you were. Hwasa smiled "my girlfriend is adorable isn't she" and carried on walking as if it was nothing. When you got in the car you turned to her "I...has something happened I don't know about?". Hwasa shot you an innocent look "no, why? Is something wrong?". "No just you've been different tonight". Hwasa tilted her head to one side "didn't you like it?". You blushed "I...I just want to know why you were acting like that, was it for fun or were you being serious". Hwasa smiled "of course it wasn't for fun dummy! I like you and Moonbyul might've let slip that tonight was the night you were finally going to ask me out!". You gasped "she didn't! I made her promise to keep it a secret". "Yeah but you picked the biggest blabbermouth so it's your fault really" Hwasa said laughing. "I can't believe you knew, so all night you were just testing my nerve huh?". Hwasa nodded "At first I just wanted to see if it was true, if you really did like me but after you blushed more than the embarrassed emoji I figured it was true and was just trying to encourage you". "You nearly killed me is what you did!" you cried and Hwasa chuckled "you still haven't asked me". "Yeah well maybe I won't after your games" you teased and Hwasa blinked back at you "you will especially after this" and she kissed you. In fairness Hwasa could do absolutely anything and you'd be near fainting but that kiss was amazing and when Hwasa pulled away you were seeing stars. Hwasa realised you were a little lost for words and stroked your cheek "y/n, will you go out with me?". That jolted you back into existence "but I thought you wanted me to ask?". "I did but you seemed like you needed recovery so I thought I'd ask, so what's the answer? Don't leave me hanging". You said yes of course.

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I am very excited to post my first LGBTQIA+ story and of course it’s Mamamoo! 

They were the group that got into kpop and I can never decide who I fancy most because all the girls are sooo amazing! 

If you’d like any imagines with female readers x female idols please let me know! 

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[purecantarella]

Evening Plans

we're speeding through the last few days HHHAHAHAHA i hope you lovelies enjoy!! moon byuli x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to read some fluffier or angstier content

Moonbyul was a little shit, she loved to tease you to no end. Most times you could and would match her energy. But then there were moments when you couldn't.

Babysitting for your sister was a prime example.

On your regular date night, your sister called you up begging you to take care of the kids, needing to handle a work emergency. Which had you and Moonbyul in her house instead of being at a barbecue and bar, you got the pleasure of eating pizza and lemon bars.

"I'm so sorry I had to cancel tonight...my sister needed me and—" Moonbyul is quick to hush you with a quick kiss to your lips, leaving your knees weak. You smile dreamily up at her as her hands stroke your arms comfortingly.

"It's alright. I love playing with your sister's kids..." She trails off taking the bunny you had in your hand, her eyes hooding as she plays with the doll's arms, "Plus, I think it's nice to see how you work with kids..."

You blush as she smirks down at you, pecking your lips again. But she pulls away as she hears the kids running down the hall excited to see their favorite auntie and celebrity.

"Noona!" The eldest cries out barreling into the rapper's arms. As the youngest girl hugs your leg making you throw your head back laughing. Byul's words still lingering in your head.

A few hours into the night, you were alone in the kids' bedroom. You contemplate to yourself as you tidy up the kids toys while they watched TV. The entire night had just been you fighting Byul off while you tended to the children's needs. Not needing to be caught up in your girlfriend. Your mischievous...hot...sexy...energetic—

"You're avoiding me." Her deep voice catches you off guard and has you catching your breath in shock. She grins at you frantically putting the toys away. You stammer excuses of needing to make sure the kids were okay when she tugs your hand back.

Before you know it you're looking deeply into her hooded gaze, "I can't wait for tonight, N/n..." Byul whispers, as her lips trail lightly from your cheek down to her jaw, her breath tickling you as she spoke. "I just want you against me right now..." Her hand is on your hip, pulling you close enough to have you wanting more.

"Byul..." You whisper sternly before she pressed on her hand twiddling with your fingers as her lips began leaving feather light kisses over your skin. You gasp as she continues, "The things I would do if we were alone right now...I'd press you up against our bed, unbutton that top you love to wear to our dates, kiss my way down until you were completely exposed to me..."

She pauses moaning at the thought. Your mind wanders as your grip on Byul's hand tightens. "...Tell me more..."

Suddenly, her eyes are on yours again and her eyes have darkened significantly. Her smile has faded, "Then I'd kiss you all over, mark your skin so hard and so much that it'd be impossible to hide what we do under the sheets." She pauses to laugh softly, "You'd whine and sob, begging me to touch you right here..." The rapper's hand slides down to your covered center, taking it roughly in her palm.

You bite you lip down trying to suppress your sounds, only to fail miserably. Byul grins as she tightens her grip on your needy cunt, "Mhm, just like that, baby."

You gnaw harder on your lip, forcing out, "Then what?" You ask trying not to sound desperate, pretending that you aren't getting off on her words alone. "I'd suck on these lovely titties right here..." Her other hand grabs your chest, making you throw your head back, eyes never leaving the very open door. Making sure the kids wouldn't run in and see you both in a rather compromising position. "I'd make sure you were a mess until I finally get down on my knees. Get a lick of that sour sap I love so much."

A soft moan falls from your lips as hers blow a soft gust of air onto them. "I love these kids but I just wish we were home right now, I wish I could have your dripping cunt on my tongue right now, I fucking wish that I could have you here and now. Bare and ready for me, for my every command." She leans in against your lips again, sensually dragging her tongue against your lower lip before pulling away.

"I want to take a strap and fuck you so hard into the bed that we'll have our own kids, N/n..." Byul jokes but the tone of her voice makes you cry out uncontrollably and incredibly rashly.

"Byul I want you now...please." You beg, all but humping your girlfriend's leg at this point. She spins you around, slamming you into your niece and nephew's dresser, her lips finding yours instantly. You groan against her lips, gripping the side of her head carelessly.

You lift your leg to wrap around her body, pulling her closer to your center in a desperate attempt to feel any friction against her. You moan as she ruts her hips into you desperately trying to feel you. Byul's breath fans your face as she pants like a dog in heat.

"Y/n...Oh Y/n..." She groans softly, her eyes screwing shut.

Before you two can get any crazier, a soft, high-pitched voice calls out from the bottom of the stairs, "Noona?! Are you still there?!"

Byul's hips freeze and you drop your head back disappointed and frustrated in more ways than one. You pull away reluctantly and step around your girlfriend, "We should get back to them...I..."

Sher takes your lips against hers sweetly, a great contrast from how you two were mere seconds ago. You smile before she pulls away with a warm smile, her eyes still clouded with lust though, "Don't worry about it baby...We'll have other days."

You nod before suddenly pulling her by the collar of her shirt. The sudden action making her almost scream but catches herself, staring you in the eyes, your lips turning up slightly, "Just wait til we get home, Byul...I'll make all your wishes come true."

"You just get hotter and hotter, Y/n..." She whispers before you release her collar, shoving her backwards a little before you straighten out your own clothes. Sending her a sultry look over your shoulder before walking back to your nephew and niece.

Byul bites her lip and smiles excitedly, skipping out the room.

i'm going to shower now AHAHAHAH THINKING OF BYUL SAYING THAT SHIT TO ME HAS ME ON MY KNEES. just imagine her saying all this with that low raspy voice of hers with her signature smug smirk. i'm melting HAHAHAH i hope you all enjoyed this one!! i love you all vv much and i will see you all vv soon 💓 byeee lovelies!! - r